Although the old man swore that he couldn't live, Wan Bingyu still had a trace of luck in her heart, she really hoped that the old man could persevere, so she nodded, she wanted to follow the old man's words, so that the other party would be in a better mood, but after the old man heard this, he actually closed his eyes.

"Then I'll be relieved."

Wan Bingyu realized that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed the old man's hand: "Old man, wake up, ...... you wake up"

The old man had a smile on the corner of his lips, and without raising his eyelids, he said, "I'm too tired, Mrs. Wan, just let me rest and rest......"

After this sleep, it is very likely that she will never wake up again, so Wan Bingyu wants to stop the old man from closing his eyes, but people are bent on death, how can she stop it, in the end, she can only watch the old man close his eyes, and then the sound of breathing will become weaker and weaker, until it finally disappears completely.

Because the old man was in a happy mood when he left, there was a faint smile on his face.

When Heng Xinyuan and the military doctor came to the camp tent, the scene they saw was Wan Bingyu standing by the bed in a daze, staring directly at the person on the bed.

Heng Xinyuan walked forward quickly and hugged his wife into his arms, and then glanced at the military doctor beside him, the military doctor immediately understood, walked to the side of the bed to check the situation, only to see his hand pressed on the old man's wrist, and then lifted the old man's eyelids, and finally he slowly shook his head in Heng Xinyuan's gaze.

"The old gentleman has gone."

Even though this matter had long been expected by them, when the news of the old man's death was indeed in front of them, Heng Xinyuan couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Although this old man once worked for the army of Pingyuguo, he was a talented man, and if he died, the bomb matter would be difficult to handle, and I don't know if there are still people in the world who know how to make bombs.

Wan Bingyu leaned on Heng Xinyuan's chest, his eyes half-lowered, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Heng Xinyuan understood that she must be saddened by the old man's death, so he dragged the person outside the tent and then took her back to his room.

"I know that Madame must be sad, but sadness is sadness, and you still have to pay attention to your body, after all, Madame, you are not just a person now, ......"

Wan Bingyu looked up with a wry smile: "I understand, I have a sense of proportion in my heart." ”

Having said that, Heng Xinyuan didn't see where her so-called proportions were.

Heng Xinyuan sighed resignedly and said: "Madam, the deceased is gone, the living are in need, the old gentleman treats you like a confidant, he definitely doesn't want you to be sad because of his departure." ”

For the old man, this death is a relief......

Wan Bingyu hugged Heng Xinyuan hard, and asked with a complicated expression: "Husband, do you say that we are right or wrong to use bombs in war?" I had never thought about this before, and it wasn't until today when I finished talking to the old gentleman and the old gentleman himself said that he didn't want to leave his name, that I realized that this killing weapon was too rebellious...... If we use this weapon of murder in war, will we leave a legacy of infamy in the future? ”

Heng Xinyuan smiled and shook his head: "Madam, why do you think so, it's true that the bomb is a weapon with great lethality, but we won't get to the point of leaving infamy, we just provide a tool, how to use it, or depend on the person concerned, besides, even if we take 10,000 steps back, even if we leave infamy, what does it matter?" As long as you can hold Liangzhou City, scold it. ”

Heng Xinyuan thought to himself that after many years, they might all have turned into white bones, and how others evaluated it was their own business.

The corners of Wan Bingyu's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but Heng Xinyuan directly covered her mouth, and then carried the person back to the bed: "Okay, madam, you should rest now, as a pregnant woman, you should pay more attention to your body, instead of desperately caring about those things that you don't have, and leave all the small things outside to me." ”

Heng Xinyuan said firmly: "I will definitely do everything properly." ”

"Alright then......"

In the days to come, Wan Bingyu really didn't ask about what was in the barracks, and she didn't even ask much about the plan with Heng Xinyuan, she only cared about taking care of her body, but there was one thing she particularly insisted on, that is, on the day of the old gentleman's burial, she had to follow him.

Heng Xinyuan really found a willow tree and the remains of a house next to Minzhen, so he buried his body according to the old man's instructions.

Just as the new tomb was built, a figure in Minzhen staggered over.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be the mute man I had seen some time ago.

The man rushed to the grave by himself, as if he hadn't seen Heng Xinyuan and Wan Bingyu at all, and knelt down with a bang, and then knocked his head to the new grave three times.

Heng Xinyuan and Wan Bingyu stood beside him, only feeling complicated.

If the old man knew that the person he hated in his lifetime would eventually speak in front of the grave like the elders in the family, I am afraid he would also be surprised.

Wan Bingyu sighed and helped the person up.

"Who are you burying here?"

Just when the group of three people was silent, an elderly mother-in-law came out of a small courtyard not far away, she approached and saw the new grave under the willow tree, and her face suddenly flashed with displeasure: "This is not a place to bury people casually, this land is an old house of a family, and the family may have to come back to live, you quickly give this grave to ...... Hey? ”

The old woman's voice stopped abruptly because she saw the words engraved on the tombstone.

The name engraved on it, who could it be if it wasn't the owner of this old house?

The old woman's figure shook slightly, and her eyes were red at that time: "How could it be ......?"

Wan Bingyu immediately keenly realized that this mother-in-law might be familiar with the old gentleman, and asked tentatively, "Old lady, do you recognize this?" ”

"Recognize, how can you not recognize......"

While muttering to herself, she took out an object from her sleeve and spread it out in the palm of her hand, only to see a hosta lying quietly in it. Wan Bingyu's first impression when she saw the hosta was that she felt that this hosta was familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, she immediately recognized the source, among the old man's old things, there was also a hosta, and the style happened to be similar to the hosta in the old woman's hand!

These two people really have a relationship.

Wan Bingyu said with some difficulty: "Old woman, what is the relationship between you and the old man?" ”

The woman did not answer directly, but walked to the old man's grave, groped the hosta with her rough fingers, and said as if remembering: "Before that happened, I was his fiancée, and then Minjin was ruined, and my face was ruined, and I thought he also died in that explosion...... I didn't expect him to be alive, but why didn't he come back to me......"

The old woman lowered her face, and there were cloudy but hot tears slowly dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Even though she was a stranger meeting for the first time, Wan Bingyu could empathize with her pain, and she sighed and gently patted her hand on the old woman's shoulder.