Lin Cheng took it with a smile and got up carefully.

After he read it, he felt that Yu Jingyao had to revise some details. So, he proposed: "Yaoyao, look at the text you wrote, it can actually be condensed a little more.

There are some contents that can be brushed aside......"

"Okay."

Yu Jingyao nodded very modestly and said.

She thought to herself, now she has her family Lin Cheng to guide her. Then her revised script should be able to satisfy Tong Iran.

The corners of Lin Cheng's lips slightly hooked a faint smile, and his eyes fell on a paragraph of text in the diary.

【“…… My grandfather heard the news of Grandpa Lin's death. For a while, when he dreamed, he would call out Grandpa Lin's name.

In the middle of the night, grandma could even hear the dream words of grandpa very clearly:

"Renxin, you said that when you retire, you will go back to Liushupo Village and still be our neighbors? Where are you? ”

"Renxin, I bought a sheep and waited for your family to come back. As soon as you come back, we will eat mutton......"]

Lin Cheng took the pen and helped Yu Jingyao revise the text. Then he handed her the diary and said, "Look at it, how about it?" ”

Yu Jingyao smiled mischievously and said:

"I'm just staring at you, do you need to look at it again? You changed it very well, and you just streamlined it for me by two or three hundred words......"

"Tong Yuanlan loves works with concise words. So, just show them what I wrote. Lin Cheng smiled and proposed softly.

Yu Jingyao pursed her lips in embarrassment. If she took Lin Cheng's revised script and showed it to Tong Iran and them, she would be a little suspicious of hiring a gunman.

However, she herself thinks that Lin Cheng is better than what she wrote.

After Lin Cheng revised, the content is like this:

["My grandfather Yu Qijing, in the days when he was seriously ill, he would still dream of Grandpa Lin Renxin. Whether he is awake or asleep, he will remember that he and Lin Renxin are best friends.

They once met and went to a private school to study. Later, they went to the county seat to study in middle school together. Later, they were all admitted to the National University of Culture in the provincial capital, where they studied......

If it weren't for the invaders of Fuso who started that war. Then my grandfather and Grandpa Lin will be able to stay and work in Province H after completing their studies.

Then they will not be separated.

will be like what my grandfather and Grandpa Lin, together with their comrades-in-arms, said when they met in Gao Yuejiang:

"We're never going to be apart because we've fought side by side together. We are the best brothers, the dearest relatives......"]

After Lin Cheng wrote that paragraph, he proposed:

"Yaoyao, you're writing a script, not a biography of a character. You don't have to write Yu Qijing, or the time of Lin Renxin's death, so realistically.

You can make it up. ”

"Okay."

Yu Jingyao nodded knowingly and agreed.

Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, I personally think that the text you wrote at the end is quite good.

My grandfather did say it when he was alive. His greatest wish in this life is to take the whole family back to Liushupo Village to have a look. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of regret crossed Lin Cheng's eyes. He stretched out his hands weakly and told Yu Jingyao:

"It's just that in real life, you're also clear. My eldest aunt and my mother have never been to Liushupo Village. Before he died, my grandfather told me and my brother that he wanted to go back to Liushupo Village. ”

A dim light shattered from Lin Cheng's deep eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"My grandfather rarely got sick, but he didn't recover from that illness.

He said he wanted to go back to Liushupo Village while he still could. After he died, he wanted to be buried in Liushupo Village. He said he would be buried near the intersection on the east side of the village.

Because he was rarely at home when he was young. ”

Lin Cheng sighed helplessly and said, "When my grandfather is not at home, my grandmother will walk to the intersection on the east side of the village and take a look.

She always thought that my grandfather would go back......"

Yu Jingyao stretched out her hand and stroked Lin Cheng's cheek lightly, and said softly: "Ah Yue, it's a pity that grandpa couldn't be buried in Liushupo Village."

But when he was alive, he helped the people of Liushupo Village, built a school, and built a road.

The people in my hometown still remember my grandfather's goodness. ”

Yu Jingyao looked at Lin Cheng with a sincere face and said, "Grandpa is in Liushupo Village, and in the hearts of those villagers, he has always been an amiable person.

Grandpa can be remembered by the villagers, it's also a happy thing? ”

Lin Cheng smiled lightly and nodded. After he revised the script for Yu Jingyao, it was almost past seven o'clock. He opened the drawer of the bedside table, put the pen and the diary in it, and said:

"You take a shower early and rest, don't send me again."

"Hmm." Although Yu Jingyao wanted to send Lin Cheng, but he said so, she had no choice but to agree.

Lin Cheng thought to himself, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve. He and Wu Xiaojin will be able to take their comrades-in-arms with them tomorrow. I came to the camp here to have a reunion dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Many of his comrades-in-arms here had never been seen by Yu Jingyao before.

Those comrades-in-arms, some of them came from the large military region on the side of the imperial capital, and they were with Wu Xiaojin; There are also some people who are from the big military region here in Jincheng.

There are also some people who are from the side of Bole.

It doesn't matter where his comrades-in-arms come from. All he knew was that they usually got together and liked to joke.

He thought that tomorrow would be Chinese New Year's Eve, and he would make dumplings with his comrades. kindly told Yu Jingyao: "Tomorrow we are going to come over for a reunion dinner, everyone will make dumplings together, watch the Spring Festival Gala, lively."

When you arrive, you will also make dumplings with us and go to the cafeteria to eat together. ”

"Okay."

Yu Jingyao bent her eyes and smiled, and said.

When it comes to eating, she is quite positive. The work of making dumplings, although she doesn't look good, she is still very diligent.

Lin Cheng reached out and rubbed Yu Jingyao's forehead, and said:

"They weren't in the same unit as me before, but we've been together for a few days and we've gotten to know each other. They love to joke, and they're all just like me, and they're a bit of a big grin.

If you don't feel happy about what you hear tomorrow, don't cry. ”

"And I laugh?"

Yu Jingyao couldn't help it, and asked Lin Cheng pretending to be serious.

"Men love to joke, and if you act indifferent, they probably won't go on. The more nervous and concerned you are, the more energetic they will become......"

Lin Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said.

"It seems that you have already seen how powerful those comrades of yours are?" A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Jingyao's eyes, and she asked Lin Chengdao.

"Hmm. One year, I was at Bole and attended a party with some comrades. At that time, some officers in the Bole Nighthawk Field Army took their wives to the canteen to help make dumplings. ”

Lin Cheng smiled lightly and said.

"Hmm."

Yu Jingyao nodded knowingly and motioned for Lin Cheng to continue.

"At the beginning, those comrades-in-arms could talk and laugh with those military wives. Everyone sat at the table together, wrapping dumplings, and was very happy.

Who knew that a comrade-in-arms on Bole's side said a joke. When a military wife heard this, she almost cried. ”

Lin Cheng said.