After reading the epitaph, Duan Zetao's whole person trembled, and tears came down, the battle of Changshan was extremely tragic that year, because the traitor leaked, the three ace wings of the Japanese army surrounded the headquarters of the independent brigade of the Eighth Route Army in Changshan Xiejiaao, in order to cover the transfer of the main force, the local guerrillas took the initiative to take on the task of blocking.

Thirty-eight warriors used millet plus rifles to force the three Japanese armed to the teeth ace wing stranded in Xie Jiaao for a full 12 hours, winning precious time for the transfer of the main force of the Eighth Route Army, and finally ran out of ammunition and food, even the stones were smashed, only ten grenades were left, the warriors rushed to the Japanese army with grenades, sounded the fuse and hugged the devil to the end, except for the captain Zhu Ziye was hit by a bullet, fell off the cliff and was lucky to be hung by a tree branch to escape from death, the remaining 37 martyrs all died heroically!

When the main force of the Eighth Route Army came back, they were all stunned by the tragic scene, the explosion of the grenade had shattered the bodies of the thirty-seven martyrs, and it was completely indistinguishable, so everyone had to bury them together, and built ten martyrs' tombs.

The reason why Duan Zetao shed tears was not only because he was moved by the spirit of these thirty-seven martyrs who sacrificed their lives to become righteous and benevolent, but also because he saw the familiar name at the end of the epitaph, "Xiao ** (Old Man Xiao's name) Li, commander of the Independent Brigade of the Eighth Route Army"!

Old man Xiao has experienced a hundred battles in his life, and the Battle of Changshan may not be a great battle, but the Battle of Changshan is the only time he personally wrote an epitaph and erected a monument by himself, which shows how indelible the impression this battle left in his heart.

It has been several years since Old Man Xiao passed away, but at this time, when he saw his legacy in this remote mountain village, his voice and smile suddenly appeared in Duan Zetao's mind, as if he saw his grandfather with one hand on his waist and the other hand with a splash of ink, pouring out his grief for the deceased martyrs and anger against the invaders.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Duan Zetao completely fell into deep mourning, and gently rubbed the inscription of Old Man Xiao on the stele with his palm, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he muttered to himself: "Grandpa, my grandson is here, and I have come to the place where you once fought, you can rest assured, I will never allow you and the revolutionary martyrs to create today with their lives to be destroyed by those corrupt elements!" The glorious image of the Party, which you have defended with your life, must not be tarnished by the bureaucrats who do not act! ……”。

The pillar master on the side was surprised, this young government official did too much to put on a show, and actually cried, so he stopped chopping wood, straightened his waist and looked at Duan Zetao strangely, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he didn't seem to be a fake, but a true expression, because he himself often held the tombstone like this, talking to himself, as if the comrades-in-arms in the tomb could hear it, as if the comrades-in-arms were standing beside him and looking at him with a smile, that kind of thoughtful expression could never be disguised.

Zhu Ziye walked over curiously, wanting to hear what Duan Zetao was muttering, listening to it, his face changed greatly, he trembled with excitement, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Duan Zetao's shoulders tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "You... You are a brigade ... The grandson of the brigade commander ?! You... Your grandfather was... Is it Xiao **?! ……”。

Lord Zhu has been practicing martial arts all year round, under this excitement, the strength is so huge, Duan Zetao only felt a pain in his shoulder, and came back to his senses from the remembrance of his grandfather, seeing that Lord Zhu was so excited, he obviously had great respect for Old Man Xiao, and to see his grandfather's old man here, Duan Zetao's mood was also happy and excited, and he nodded heavily and said: "That's right, my grandfather is Xiao **, I am his grandson!" ……”。

"Brigade... Brigadier Commander, is he okay?! Zhu Ziye's lips trembled, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, he's already gone......", Duan Zetao said with a gloomy expression.

"Ahh , Zhu Ziye was like being struck by lightning, and all of a sudden he burst into tears, and finally he cried loudly, "Brigade... The brigade commander is gone?! Brigade commander, why don't you wait for me, didn't you say that you would take me to fight devils?! You're all gone, leaving me, a guy who should have died more than sixty years ago, to live alone, so what's the point of me living?! ……”。

Duan Zetao felt the revolutionary friendship between the older generation, and the root of his nose was also a little sour, and he hurriedly comforted: "Master Zhuzi, my grandfather walked very peacefully, he didn't suffer any crimes, birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, no one can hide, we who are alive should cherish the present even more, for ourselves, but also for our dead relatives, if my grandfather knows that you are still alive, I will be very happy!" ……”。

Only then did Lord Zhu slowly stop his sadness, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said with a broken smile: "Yes, God treats me well, so that I can hear the news of the brigade commander again in my lifetime, and I can see the brigade commander's grandson, and I will die without regrets!" ……”。

As he spoke, he put away his smile and said to Duan Zetao: "What kind of official are you now?!" Can you really do justice for us?! ……”。

Duan Zetao was stunned for a moment, this pillar master is really imaginative, why did he ask about his official position again, and replied truthfully: "I am now the executive vice governor who presides over the overall work of the Xishan Provincial Government, and I came this time to understand the real situation at the grassroots level and the ...... of the safety supervision of Xishan coal mining enterprises."

Lord Zhu laughed, his beard shook and said, "God has finally opened his eyes and sent the grandson of the old brigade commander to help us administer justice!" ......", he turned his head to the pillar that was watching his grandfather cry for a while and laugh for a while, and shouted inexplicably: "Pillar, go to grandpa's bedside and bring the gong to ......."

The pillar is even more strange, there is a gong hanging at the head of the pillar master's bed, grandpa will wipe the gong with a soft cloth every day before going to bed, wipe it shiny, but never let himself touch it, ask him what this gong is for, he didn't answer, once he was naughty, secretly knocked on the gong, never hit his grandfather but slapped his butt hard, since then he never dared to knock on the gong, but the curiosity in his heart is even worse, what kind of secret does this gong have?!

Now that grandpa is finally about to uncover the secret of this gong, Zhu Zi hurriedly ran into the room, happily holding the gong and handing it to grandpa, Zhu Ziye rubbed the shiny gong with his palm, and sighed: "Old man, you haven't been ringed for sixty years, and today is finally going to come in handy!" ……”。