Chapter 67: Mourning
“... Sister, I know, I know it in my heart! It's our head of the family, it's the brother of the Baojiajun who gave us a new life, and they're all good people! I Yuefeng has been grateful for the rest of my life... Do you have someone you like? ”
Yifeng hugged Yuefeng tightly, listening to her chatter, she had already burst into tears. The first figure in my heart appeared in front of me, it was so clear, and that person's every move was deeply engraved in my heart... He is so good, how can we be the ones who are ruined and ruined can be remembered? Quickly buried that figure deep in my heart...
"Who is that man? Who is that man? ... Milk brother, sister! "Since he came out of the confinement room, Ermao has been stupid, walking around the village aimlessly, and he has wandered around three times!
Someone greeted him and ignored him, but he didn't know it at all! was like a fool in a daze, and hit Lin Ziyuan headfirst! All of a sudden, I came to my senses.
Lin Ziyuan took Qiaoyun and the three of them to block Ermao's way, and when he saw Ermao's appearance, he suddenly became angry: "Why are you here?" Aren't you drunk in the house? Woke up this time?
... Hurry up and let me go back and stay! There's someone in the confinement room now, and you're in your own room! Without my order, if you see you running around the village again, see you once and hit once! It's also turned upside down!
... Why do you want to think about those who don't? Bear-like in a mystery! ... Give Lao Tzu a good reflection on the battles of the past few days, and write a summary of the eight thousand after the war, if you don't know it deeply, be careful about your good skin and flesh! ”
Lin Ziyuan is really angry, what happened last night, he knows that he is innocent, so what can he say?
Handle your own affairs, as for what will happen in the future, it all depends on Yuefeng's attitude, it seems that Ermao, this kid, is still in the dark!
According to Yuefeng's temperament, there is a chance that he will not tell him! Let them be! Thinking about the mess on this mountain, it makes people's heads big, how can they bother with these things? Oh, we have to deal with everything, do you want to tire me Lin Ziyuan to death or what?
"Oh, granny, I'm going back... Let's go write... Eight thousand words? ... Oh, good, good, I'll write, I'm not writing yet? Don't be angry, old man...
No, it's not... Brother, what's that, I haven't asked you about something yet! Last night... I drank a little too much, I don't remember everything... Who's taking care of me? Also, later I realized..."Ermao spoke incoherently, and he still hasn't turned his muscles.
"What do you think? What do you think? Do you feel that your skin is itchy? ... Who takes care of you at night, you ask me, who does Lao Tzu ask?
Think you're the landlord's eldest young master? Someone is waiting for you to advance and retreat? Older kids, learn to think about spring? Go back and dream your big spring and autumn dreams! ..."
Even beating and scolding, the two hairs are gone! Sample, Lao Tzu didn't have time when he came back, and he didn't close his eyes all night after a busy night! It's like you kid, you give me a drink when you get home, unconscious, and a beauty in your arms! It's been a little day!
"Ermao... Is he okay? Why is the fog covered by clouds and mountains? Was you stupid to drink last night? Looking at Ermao's crooked back, Qiaoyun was a little worried.
"That kid... No! ... Forget it, I can't tell you about your innocence, maybe it's good to be locked up for two days... This is busy right now! How can you have the energy to care about this rammer..."
Lin Ziyuan replied in a rough voice, he was going to tell Qiaoyun about Yuefeng, but if you think about it, forget it, this kind of thing, the more mixed it is, the more chaotic it becomes.
The remains of the brothers who died in battle have been sorted out. Lin Ziyuan discussed with the big guy, on the southern slope of Mawang Mountain, choose a sunny place and build a cemetery, and in the future, all the soldiers who died and died in battle must be placed in the cemetery.
That's just the beginning! In the future, presumably there will be no fewer casualties. This is the troubled times, what is the way? People in troubled times are not as good as dogs!
Since Hou Tianbao returned to Mawang Mountain, he has not been idle. dragged the injured all over his body, and was busy asking for medicine for the rescued meat ticket. Number Six
Those who have been tied to the mountain for a short time, and whose body bones are okay, eat something good, serve them well, and they will be able to recover, as for those who have been locked up for more than half a year, they have injured their origins, and their bodies have collapsed, and they can only breathe slowly.
Qiaoyun contributed all the ginseng in her family, and told her brothers one by one what she knew, all the land where mountain toads grow, this is the time, it is important to save people!
Hou Tianbao's pharmacy made people burn down, and they could only rely on temporarily going up the mountain to collect medicine to save the emergency! A large number of male and female soldiers of the Baojia Army, before the sky was completely dawn, they took the staff to the mountain to find medicine.
Hearing that the Baojiajun was going to build a cemetery here, Hou Tianbao didn't have time to take a sip of water, so he turned around and went up the mountain again, looking for a suitable feng shui treasure.
This is his strength, and no one else can replace it. Besides, these sons are all men of strong flesh and blood, and in order to save their suffering brothers and sisters, they have put their lives on the line, and they have to choose a good resting place!
The families of those brothers at the foot of the mountain also came in a hurry early in the morning. There was a big bunch of them.
If someone in the family died in battle, they had already prepared filial piety gowns, put them on when they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, and went up the mountain with a whining cry. Those who were safe and sound, the correspondent also sent letters one by one.
Such a big thing happened on the mountain, and my own children were all in the Baojia Army, and they didn't go home for half a year, so they were really worried, and they all came to the mountain to have a look.
The venue of the memorial service has been properly arranged, the twelve coffins are laid out one by one, and the coffins are made overnight with people from the piers. The front of the coffin was smoky, full of incense and candles, and the whole venue looked solemn.
Ten soldiers were sacrificed during the attack on Guding, and Li Dayong also sacrificed two during the attack on the mountain. They are all squad and platoon leaders of each company, the backbone of the Baojia Army! It makes Lin Ziyuan feel distressed!
The families of the fallen soldiers rushed forward and wept bitterly. The rescued hostages, but all who could crawl and move, were all filial piety, came to the coffin to kneel and bow, and were reluctant to get up for a long time. Everyone comforted for a while, and then slowly stopped crying, and then the memorial service began.
As the company commander of the recruit company, Li Shihai participated in the entire combat process, and he presided over the memorial service. After the silence, Li Shihai first stated the exploits of the fallen soldiers, and choked up about the process of sacrifice, and there were tears on and off the stage.
"Shoot!" The mournful voice sounded, and the three rows of guns rang out, and the gunshots echoed in mid-air and in the valley, lasting for a long time, like the soul of a soldier, wandering in this land baptized with life.
Lin Ziyuan stepped forward, solemnly put incense and candles in front of each coffin, and sat down on the ground in front of the coffin without going to the rostrum.
"Brothers, uncle, I'll give you a ride... It's all young, strong and good boys! If it weren't for my aunt and me, now, maybe you would all be living a good life at home, drinking and beating your children... What a good day! Now, lying here coldly, do you complain about your uncle in your hearts? ”
"The big guys want to live a good life, but in this damn world, he doesn't have a time to make people feel at ease! We tried our best to defeat Mawang Mountain and Wohu Mountain, and became an army again to defend our homeland, so that we can live in peace?
Not necessarily! Those yards around them, dead horses, big scars, and what are the grandma Liu and Sun Guizhi! Let's clean up these people, and we can live a peaceful life? What else is Zhao Mountaineering, Xiao Bailang! Will they be able to make us comfortable? ”
"Some people said, what is the way, let's just bear it! That's okay, bear it! The yards are coming, rob your grain and caravan today, kill your brothers and children tomorrow, and spoil your women and sisters! When is it a head? ”
"No one wants to live like this! So what to do? Only pick up the barrel of a gun and do it for them! If the descendants of those harmful yards are hurt and scared, we can breathe a sigh of relief! ”
"Today, in order to save these suffering brothers and sisters, we put our lives on the line! Is it worth it? Value, true value! ...
I'm afraid that some people will think, let's be a turtle with a shrunken head, what's the matter? But the shrunken turtle is not good, this one shrunk his head, maybe tomorrow, his own people will let that yard be in trouble, let's shrink the head of the turtle and continue to be? I'm afraid no one wants to... Their today could be our tomorrow..."