"Mr. Lang, are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. Li Mei hurriedly ran over from a distance.

"Just wander around, just come to this place, what's going on?" Lang Xingtian saw that Li Meidi's eyes were red, and he had a bad premonition.

"Mr. Lang, the old woman is gone." Li Mei had sadness on her face, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"What?" Lang Xingtian was shocked, and he couldn't care about Li Mei, so he immediately ran to the old woman's village.

Li Mei saw broken trees and gravel all over the ground, a mess, although she was puzzled, she didn't know what was going on here? But seeing that Lang Xingtian had already left, Li Mei also hurriedly left.

Lang Xingtian came to the dilapidated house and looked at the old woman lying there quietly, her expression was very peaceful, with a smile on her face, her hands were put together on her chest, and she held the family photo in her hands.

The old woman passed away like this, and the old woman had a miserable life and suffered from the world. But seeing the old woman's peaceful face, Lang Xingtian felt a little comforted in his heart, knowing that the old woman was very happy and peaceful when she left.

The old woman ended this miserable life, maybe leaving is the best result, the old woman can see her parents, relatives, friends, and can have a happy life again.

The old woman is gone, but the hatred of the country and the family is not over, the debts owed by the little devil must be repaid, and the lives owed must be repaid with life, this is an immutable law and iron law.

"Mr. Lang, don't be too sad, the old woman was very peaceful and happy when she left. We should be happy for him, I think she has gone to find her parents and relatives now. Li Mei said comfortingly.

Lang Xingtian looked at the old woman quietly and did not speak.

In China, there may be many people like the old woman, they have been tortured by little devils, and then they survived, some of them are incognito, lonely and old, until they die, and the hatred cannot be repaid, and some leave their hometowns, change their names, get married and have children, this ending may be better, but hatred and humiliation accompany a lifetime.

This is a group of miserable people, who have been tortured by little devils, with indelible pain and shame, and live strongly. But these are not their faults, they are wrong, standing behind them without a strong country as their strong backing.

The country is poor and backward, the national strength is low, the weapons are backward, and the army's combat strength is low. The state cannot protect them, the army cannot protect them, they can only be ruthlessly ravaged by the invaders, and finally end this miserable and calamitous life full of pain and humiliation.

This is not a shame for them, it is a shame for a country, a shame for a nation. The country can't give strong shelter, and the army can't wash away the shame, so what they can do is bear helplessly.

The country is sorry for them, their existence is a wake-up call for the country, a mark of shame for a country and a nation.

Their existence always tells us how fierce and brutal the invaders are, and we cannot have a little mercy and kindness in the face of the invaders.

Their existence is a kind of motivation, always knocking on the country, so that he does not stop moving forward, so that everyone understands that backwardness is to be bullied, and only by constantly being strong can we stand among the nations of the world and become a world power.

They exist to keep us from forgetting this shame. Keep strengthening yourself so that this shame doesn't happen.

Their presence is a spur, a motivation, and a warning,,,,,。

In fact, they are unwilling to live in this world, and the torture of the little devils has made them lose hope in life and lose the courage to live. But they are strong and alive, they live for this country, for this nation, so that they can see the day when the country is strong, and see the aggressors being punished for what they have, so they must live well.

We want to thank these loveliest, honorable people who have endured disaster and humiliation for the sake of their country. Keep them in your heart and never forget.

"Old woman, you can go in peace, I will always keep your hatred in my heart, and I swear that one day I will definitely bring the head of Shuichi Mitsui to your grave to worship you. Don't worry, this day won't be too long, and when the time comes, not only will the old devil be a brute, but there will be many little devils to bury for you. Although Lang Xingtian is calm on the surface, his heart is full of killing intent, Mitsui Shuichi is already the person who Lang Xingtian will kill, no matter what price he pays, there is only one fate for Mitsui Xiuichi, that is, the head repents in front of the old woman's grave.

"Mr. Lang, the old woman really walked very calmly, I scrubbed her climate, she was always smiling, and told me a lot of things about her childhood, I can see that she is indeed very happy. Later, after I helped her tidy up, she was very happy and felt that she was clean and beautiful again, so she asked me to go to you. Li Mei said sadly.

"At that time, I didn't care, but I had just walked not far, and I felt that I was not very comfortable, and I felt a little uneasy, so I wanted to come back to have a look, but when I got to the door, I heard the old woman say, "Father and mother, brother, I have come to look for you." ”

"I hurried into the house, but the old woman was lying there holding the picture and no longer breathing or heartbeat, and I didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to hurry to you. Li Mei wiped the tears on her face, very sad.

The old woman walked very calmly, Lang Xingtian was very relieved, at least before she left the world, the old woman could return to her homeland and return to her roots, and she also counted a wish.

"Mr. Lang, when the old woman is leaving, she specially explained something to me and asked me to tell you." Li Mei controlled her emotions a little.

"What did the old woman tell me?" Lang Xingtian asked in a low voice, perhaps having guessed in his heart.

"The old woman hopes that you will not help him to take revenge, she believes that the brute will be punished, and he will definitely go to hell after death, and then the old woman will seek revenge on him." Li Mei relayed the old woman's words.

"I see." Lang Xingtian secretly sighed in his heart, maybe the old woman saw that he wanted to help her avenge, but the old woman knew that Mitsui Shuichi's strength was too strong, and there were so many people to protect her, if she avenged her, she was afraid that she would be hurt, so before leaving, she had good intentions and asked me not to avenge her.

"Old woman, I can't promise you, this is not only your hatred, but also the hatred of Hujia Village, and the hatred of the nation-state. As a descendant of China, how can I be indifferent to an enemy who has a national hatred and a family hatred. The shame must be washed away, the hatred of the country and the family must be avenged, and these must be repaid with the blood and lives of the enemy. Lang Xingtian muttered.

"This is just the beginning, those who have committed heinous crimes in Huaxia will be killed one by one in the future." Lang Xingtian secretly swore an oath.

"When all the people in Hujia Village were killed by the little devils were buried on the flat land not far from the west side of the village, the old woman told me before she died that she hoped we could bury him there. I hope we don't use the coffin, don't use anything, just bury it in the ground, she doesn't want to make any difference with her parents, younger brother, and fellow villagers. Li Mei was a little speechless when she said this.

"I know, I will follow the old woman's last wish to bury her." After speaking, Lang Xingtian gently picked up the old woman's already stiff body and walked towards the place the old woman said.

When I came to the place where the old woman said, there was a dirt bag on the flat ground, which was full of weeds and was dilapidated, and it seemed that it had not been cleaned for many years.

There is also a tattered wooden plaque in front of the earthen bag, which should have been a wooden tablet before, probably erected by the old woman before.

Lang Xingtian dug a pit next to the dirt bag with a saber, gently put the old woman into the dirt pit, slowly sorted out the old woman's clothes, and sorted out the photo in the hand in front of the old woman, so that it was closer to the old woman's chest.

Then with a sigh, Lang Xingtian buried the pit, while Li Mei turned her face away and burst into tears.

Lang Xingtian cleaned up all the weeds around him and erected a new wooden monument.