Seeing her grandfather sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded and slowly walking this way, when she reached the corner of the piano, the little girl turned her head and asked, "Sister, I'm sorry for you." ”

Jiang Qiu gave her an OK gesture, her hands fell on the black and white keys, and a slow-paced warm version of the birthday song slowly flowed out from under her.

When they heard the birthday song, the group of people led by the old man were obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, I saw the little girl running in front of her grandfather, clapping to the rhythm, and happily singing a birthday song to her grandfather.

The camera of the mobile phone in Chen Wen's hand turned and recorded this warm scene.

"I wish you a happy birthday ~ Happy ~ I wish you a happy birthday ~ "

The relatives next to him watched the little girl sing in front of them, all smiling on their faces, and some of the younger ones clapped their hands.

The old man in a wheelchair looked at his juniors, and couldn't help but smile and wrinkle into chrysanthemums, and reached out to touch his great-granddaughter's little head.

After a birthday song was played, Jiang Qiuyi smiled and waved at them.

I thought that was the end of it.

As a result, I don't know what's going on, the old man suddenly had a feeling, pulled the people around him and said a few words, and saw the middle-aged man in his thirties and forties walking over here.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the man walking straight, Jiang Qiuyi got up and asked.

The middle-aged man was very polite, first reached out and shook Chen Wen's hand, and then asked Jiang Qiuyi softly: "Hello, I want to ask, can you play the military song of the Volunteer Army?" ”

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Well, I learned it in school." ”

"Can you please play another song?" The middle-aged man asked gently and politely, and then explained, "The old man of our family is a veteran of the year. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi immediately reacted and nodded again and again: "No problem, no problem, can you play it now?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll bring the old man here." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he thanked him again, "Thank you for your trouble." ”

Turning around and walking back to his grandfather, the middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair to the piano and nodded to Jiang Qiu.

Jiang Qiu nodded with a smile, glanced at the thin and stiff old man, pursed his lips, and slowly put his hands on the piano.

The music didn't start right away.

Jiang Qiuyi closed his eyes and brewed his emotions a little.

Only when there was a flame in her inner peace did she open her eyes and let her fingers fall with her emotions.

Soon, the rousing music burst out of the piano.

Note after note jumps on the piano, like a stirring drumbeat.

Every beat in this military song struck the old man's heart, making his loose body tense up instantly.

The stiff old blood seemed to be replaced with hot blood, making his whole person's eyes brighter, and his aging spirit also glowed a little brighter.

The little girl lay next to her wheelchair and listened to the song curiously.

At a young age, she still can't understand what kind of spirit and meaning is contained in this.

It's just that everyone around her listened quietly, and she listened quietly.

When she understands the heaviness of that period of history, and then recalls today's events, she may have a deeper understanding.

The song of the Volunteer Army is not long, and it is only a minute in total.

But after playing it once, Jiang Qiuyu immediately picked it up a second time.

The piece itself is not a hit, and she doesn't play it much.

After the first reminiscence and familiarity, the second time the tune became more powerful and high-spirited.

The old man sat in a wheelchair, although his back had been bent by the years, he still sat upright, his head straight, his eyes looking ahead, his eyes blazing.

In a familiar and distant tune, his hands grip the armrests of a wheelchair as tightly as if he were holding the barrel of a gun.

The shopping mall in his eyes is like nothingness, and all he sees are ruins, shells, and the remains of his comrades.

"Majestic...... Spirited ......"

"Crossing the Yalu River ......"

The hoarse and shrill tone squeezed out of the old man's throat, as if he was choked, and his breath was intermittent.

But inside it seems to be full of sharpness and edge.

"Keeping Peace...... ...... for the Motherland"

"It's to protect ...... hometown"

The old man's lyrics were very ugly to the ears of the little girl.

But I don't know why, the little girl turned her head and saw tears flashing in her grandfather's eyes, and her little face was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes and not speaking.

As if infected by the old man's singing, Jiang Qiuyi still didn't stop after playing the second time, and continued to continue playing the strings and played the third time.

This time, she finally really entered a state of selflessness, in the old man's hoarse singing, as if she had traveled to decades ago, and the military songs flowing out of her hands were also like having a soul.

In this military song, the old man didn't know what to recall.

After singing it again, he subconsciously clenched his fists and swung forward, his shriveled lips open, as if he was screaming silently.

As the rousing song drew to a close, the old man's eyes filled with tears, and his right palm was straightened, slowly but firmly raised, moved to his temple, and saluted a standard military salute.

The music stops.

There was silence all around.

It wasn't until the old man withdrew his hand and clapped heavily on his chest that the people around him came back to their senses and burst into fierce applause.

The old man pursed his lips and applauded, but he just put back his tears, except for some stunned afterglow in his eyes, his expression returned to his usual seriousness and unsmiling smile.

Only the red palms after clapping hard can prove his previous mood.

After playing, Jiang Qiu took a long breath, feeling very happy, and there was a kind of hearty comfort.

After hearing the applause around her, she quickly stood up and bowed around in thanks.

When the passers-by gradually dispersed, the middle-aged man came over again and thanked him again.

Jiang Qiuyi took this opportunity to explain what the two of them were shooting a video just now.

After getting the consent to upload, Chen Wen added the middle-aged man's WeChat, saying that when the video was cut out, he would send a copy of it.

Middle-aged people naturally will not refuse things that can please the old man, and after accepting it with a smile, they will leave with the old man to say goodbye.

Holding Chen Wen's arm, the two sat on the bench in the mall, and Jiang Qiu was paralyzed in Chen Wen's arms.

"You don't know, the old man's singing sounded next to me just now, and I was full of excitement, and I can't describe that feeling." Jiang Qiuyi sighed, "The second and third times later, I feel like the whole person has sunk in, I have never had this kind of experience before." ”

Chen Wen recalled the old man's reaction before, and he was also a little touched.

The two of them rested for a while, Chen Wen glanced at the time, it was almost eight o'clock, so he got up and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back to the restaurant." ”

Jiang Qiu finished playing the previous volunteer army song, and the whole person was a little soft, so he went up directly from behind Chen Wen and said coquettishly: "You carry me~ I can't walk." ”

"You've been sitting there just now."

"I don't care, do you carry it?"

Holding up Jiang Qiuyi's buttocks, Chen Wen didn't say anything more, and walked towards the restaurant amid Jiang Qiuyi's laughter.