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Clear and bright.

The grass is green in Wangzhai, and the hills on both sides are blooming with fresh 'flowers'.

A group of men and women, old and young, walked slowly in the chong. The head is a 'fine' middle-aged man with a dignified face, this is Zhang Daniu, who was the magistrate of Meihe County at the time.

After the destruction of Zhanqizhai, Zhang Daniu and his brothers joined the guerrillas. Zhang Daniu was witty and made many meritorious achievements, and in the War of Liberation, he was a regimental-level commander who terrified the enemy.

Behind him were a young man and woman, with a child in his arms. This man is no more than thirty years old, and his face has long been childish, but his clever eyes are very bright. This is Hou Xiaoxi.

After liberation, Hou Xiaoxi did not return to his hometown. He retreated to Meihe with Zhang Daniu, and is now a bureau-level cadre.

The child in his arms was four or five years old, and he was quite childish back then.

Hou Xiaoxi is a pretty 'girl', this 'girl' is none other than Liu Li back then, and Mrs. Hou now.

Immediately behind Hou Xiaoxi were Sanxi and Jin Lingfu's 'wife', also with a five or six-year-old child.

Sanxi is now the deputy director of the Meihe Cultural Bureau and the head of the Meihe Huangmei Opera Troupe.

Needless to say, Jin Ling is a big name in the troupe.

There is also a middle-aged man with a little lame legs and gray hair, who is Ding Dayong, the secretary of the county party committee of Meihe.

Ding Dayong's crotch, Fang Xiaobing was martyred in the late stage of the Anti-Japanese War, and Zhou Tiezhu died on the battlefield of liberation.

Ding Dayong's anti-Japanese armed forces made great sacrifices during the Anti-Japanese War, and there were less than 50 people left.

The last man in the queue to be over half a hundred years old was Jiang Bojun, who was the president of the Meihe Chamber of Commerce at the time.

During the Qingming Festival, they squeezed out time and met to show their flags and sacrifices.

The group seldom spoke, and from time to time looked at the verdant peaks and peaks of Zhanqizhai in the distance, and their faces were very heavy.

Zhanqi Village has arrived.

There is no trace of the former walled wall, and it has long been washed clean by the years.

A group of people in front of the village in front of the monument archiving. The grand occasion of that year is now vivid.

Hou Xiaoxi shouted loudly: "Captain, brothers, we see you coming!" ”

Liu Li and Jin Ling couldn't suppress their sadness and hugged each other and cried.

Ding Dayong rubbed his red eyes and stepped up the stone steps.

The stone steps have long been covered by weeds, and the trees on both sides seem to be more 'upright', with new branches and young leaves, full of vitality. The red mountain blooms in the wind, and the mountain plain is red. The two children cheered with joy.

The slope of the mountainside seems to have trampled marks. Zhang Daniu's expression was 'pale' and he ran quickly. Running to the collapsed 'hole' and 'hole', I saw a turf stepping flat, a few incense pillars, and paper ashes. In front of the 'hole' and 'door', a lot of fresh 'flowers' are piled up.

There are sacrifices!

Zhang Daniu and Ding Dayong glanced at each other, feeling a little relieved. National heroes, it seems, have not been forgotten.

Hou Xiaoxi knelt down early and shouted, "Captain, eldest brother, tenth brother see you coming!" ”

Liu Li and Jin Ling had tears in their eyes and offered the freshly picked Yingshan red.

Zhang Daniu and Sanxi also knelt down. Ding Dayong and Jiang Bojun glanced at each other and slowly knelt down.

Hou Xiaoxi pulled his son, drank him and knelt down, and muttered in his mouth: "Big brother and ninth brother, Hou Songtao pays homage to the two uncles!" ”

Hou Xiaoxi named his son Songtao to express his thoughts about the cottage brothers.

Sanxi also drank and made his son kowtow.

After the ceremony, the group climbed to the top of the mountain. The stone house is gone, and the bullet 'hole' is still there. Countless stones were 'exposed' from the weeds. A few people went to the old site of the Juyi Hall, and there was another sigh.

Jiang Bojun wiped his old tears and said softly: "Farewell to the Juyi Hall, from now on, 'yin' and yang are separated, and it is heartbreaking to think about it!" ”

Ding Dayong said loudly: "Captain Zong and Brother Liu and other martyrs, like pheasants, are prosperous today's national fortunes, and they should smile at Jiuquan." Lao Zong Lao Liu, you and the warriors who sacrificed their lives for the country, the people of the country will never forget! ”

Everyone lingered on the top of the village for a long time, and then went to the east slope and worshiped Gao Jicheng, He Dashan, Li Erhu and others.

Jiang Bojun pondered for a long time, and said loudly: "Lao Ding Lao Zhang, all my treasures are here, please send someone to dig them out." All the sale is used to build a monument! ”

Ding Dayong was overjoyed: "Okay, count me in, let the great achievements of the anti-war warriors be famous for all generations!" ”

Hou Xiaoxi also donated with emotion.

Zhang Daniu looked back at Sanxi: "Twelfth brother, the specific construction has been 'handed over' to you." ”

Three joys and one stand upright and answer loudly.

After getting off the cottage, everyone faced Cangshan, saluted solemnly, and was reluctant to leave for a long time.