Winter 2033.

Southwest of China, a small border town.

Hua Kejing drove away from the small city, climbed over a continuous hill, and drove more than 20 kilometers to find a quiet martyr's cemetery.

The mausoleum area is not large, covering an area of only 20,000 square meters, and it is also one or two hundred meters horizontally and vertically.

If you look up from the gate of the cemetery, on top of dozens of steps, a row of stone monuments is built along the mountain, sitting north and facing south.

Far away from a trickling stream in the distance, they have been lonely for years watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the paraps prosper.

In the northeast corner of the cemetery, there is a memorial pavilion.

The winter grass around the memorial pavilion has faded, but the cypress trees are still lush, and the environment is quiet and solemn.

Since it is a memorial pavilion in the cemetery, it is natural to record the deeds of the martyrs.

That's a story that happened in 1996.

In the course of carrying out their mission to hunt down the border drug lords, a team of anti-narcotics police officers was betrayed by internal ghosts, and all 10 police officers were finally captured.

The deranged drug lord ordered the killing of nine anti-narcotics policemen and took the captain hostage with both legs broken.

……

The deceased is gone,

The living are like this,

Thirty-seven years have passed in the blink of an eye,

The important case that caused a sensation in the country back then had already fallen into the land of time, and it was just lying quietly on the land of this forest garden.

Just as the sun was about to set, Hua Kejing got out of the car and walked into the cemetery.

He walked slowly to the memorial pavilion and found a hut on the edge of the pavilion, then gently pushed the door open.

The room was very simple, but it was neat and tidy.

The spotless wooden tables and the angular bedding show that it was inhabited and that the owner should have been extremely disciplined.

At the moment, there was no one in the house.

So Hua Kejingfu closed the wooden door again, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the nine stone tablets built against the mountain.

Sure enough, near the stele, Hua Kejing saw two old men.

A silver-haired woman was far away from the weeds around the cemetery wall.

The other, the husband of the old woman, was hidden directly behind a stone tablet, staring intently at something, silent.

At this moment, the sunset has pressed on the mountain,

From the perspective of Hua Kejing, the oblique broken gold and afterglow are splashing in the cemetery, on the stone stele, and on the old man's short gray hair.

Hearing this, the old man turned his head to look over.

It was an angular face,

It was a pair of resolute eyes,

It was a rickety, but vaguely majestic body.

Even though the old man's body has been carved with traces of Taoism by the years, even though the old man is disabled, his unique temperament of a soldier cannot be concealed at all.

Hua Kejing stepped up the steps in three or two steps, came to the old man's side and asked, "How many days have you been here?" ”

"Today is the third day." The old man replied slowly.

"The weather is cold, and the mountains are even colder, so you have to pay attention to your body."

"Yes."

The old man nodded, and once again looked at the nine stone tablets beside him.

Perhaps seeing a weed, the old man limped to the stone tablet on the far left, then bent down, grabbed the weed, pulled it out, and threw it at the bamboo basket beside him.

Hua Kejing watched this scene silently, and it was not until the old man walked back to him that he asked, "The country and the people will not forget them." ”

Hearing this, the old man was saddened, "Compared to these, I hope they all live well." ”

Hua Kejing then said with relief: "It's all over." ”

The old man shook his head and sighed, "It's all because I wasn't cool enough. ”

"It's not your fault."

Hua Kejing said as he helped the old man to sit down on the stone steps, and then listened to him babble the story of thirty-seven years ago over and over again.

The land where the nine martyrs who died bravely are laid to rest is the place where they died.

"If I had been a little more vigilant, I wouldn't have been fooled......"

"Skinned and broken, there is no corpse!"

"Their flesh and bones were mixed together and scattered all over the hillside......

"In the end, I was the only one who survived, and I'm sorry for them......"

"I'm sorry brethren......"

It turned out that this old man was the captain of the anti-narcotics police team who was captured and disabled during the confrontation with the drug lords.

And the old man has another identity, which is Hua Kejing's biological father.

……

Tracing back to the source is the instinct of living beings, not to mention that people are not plants and trees.

After all, whoever it is, deep down, wants to figure out where exactly he came from, even if it's an orphan.

On the day she learned that He Xiaomin was pregnant, Hua Kejing suddenly had the idea of looking for her parents.

With his ability at that time, coupled with Xiaole's help, it only took more than a month to find the news about his parents.

When they met, they were arranged on the day of their daughter Hua Leyan's full moon.

And the father,

is the gray-haired old man in front of him, but the perseverance is still there,

He was the former captain of the anti-narcotics police force.

He is a battle hero in the mouth of others,

He is the keeper of the tomb in front of him.

……

When my father was successfully rescued, he was already dying.

He fell into a deep coma, his body was blurred with flesh and blood, and his legs were also discounted, and it was said that if he was rescued one day later, he would probably not be in this world.

The subsequent rescue process was also extremely dangerous, and it took more than a month to lie on the hospital bed before waking up.

My mother also rushed to the southwest as soon as possible, stayed in front of the hospital bed, and washed her face with tears all day long.

Although Hua Kejing was just one year old at that time, he had to entrust it to the elderly at home.

The rest of the story is about separation,

As for how he ended up in the southwest border to Lucheng in that era when communication was far less than the current one,

As for why his father chose to bear the guilt and guard the tomb for the rest of his life with his comrades-in-arms,

As for whether the parents did their best to find themselves at that time,

details,

Hua Kejing is no longer willing to look through it.

Fate tied up the two old people in front of him, and also cast his lonely childhood.

Which is more important, his children and his deceased comrades-in-arms?

Although he couldn't understand his father's choice, he didn't care.

The people and things in the world, the various choices in the heart, are very delicate.

He only knew that the pair of old men in front of him were his biological parents.

……

Hua Kejing glanced at his mother in the distance, and then focused his gaze on his father's face.

The slightly old side face was being painted orange-yellow by the last of the afterglow that came from the sky.

There are also nine stone tablets, which are also bathed in a red glow.

The entire martyr's cemetery exudes a soft light, which is neither strong nor dazzling.

But the setting sun soon disappeared from the sky, leaving only a bright edge of the mountains in the distance.

Hua Kejing looked at his watch and said, "It's not early, let's eat." ”

Father nodded.

So he held his father, shouted in his mother's direction, and beckoned again.

After a brief tidying up, the three of them left in the car, all the way in the direction of the road they came.

The parents are old, and it is no longer suitable for them to live alone in this remote martyr's cemetery.

Therefore, a few years ago, Hua Kejing arranged for them to live in this small border town in the southwest, and also arranged for a living assistant and entrusted a few reliable friends to give them the necessary care.

And let the driver take two old people to live in the cemetery for two days every month, which can be regarded as fulfilling his father's wish.

……

I salute every friend who has been with me all the way, thank you for your support!

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