"Sister Qin Zhen, go all the way!"

The wind blows non-stop.

This is a halfway up the mountain, with green trees and fragrant birds.

On the mountain, a new grave with white paper flying.

On the mottled tombstone, there are several red words engraved: Tomb of Qin Zhen Martyrs.

Qin Zhen was buried in a quiet place.

Here, directly opposite the Yuexi Dam, she can always guard her hometown and stay by her parents' side.

She no longer has to look west at the vast starry sky in Chengdu, hundreds of miles away.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Chen Xi stood in front of the tombstone, silent.

But, may the departed rest in peace and the living be strong.

Because, beside her, there is a pair of middle-aged men and women, supporting each other, and they are already gray-haired.

"Son, I'm so proud of you!" Silent for a long time, for a long time, Qin Yong looked at the tombstone, and he straightened his waist.

"Salute!"

Behind the old man, Zhao Gang and his entourage of policemen, with their heads held high, made a military salute to the tombstone.

At this time, someone cried in a low voice.

It was the father and old folks of Yuexi, dressed in Yi clothes, with a white handkerchief on their heads, and everyone was very sad.

However, what is gone is finally gone, and the heroic woman will never come back.

Grief is inevitable, but those who are alive have to continue to live.

"Let's go! She still didn't come! Qin Yong sighed, helped his wife, and staggered around.

Everyone, one after another, moved.

"Sister!" At this moment, a heart-rending roar came from the bottom of the mountain.

Everyone, one after another, looked.

"She's coming!" Chen Xi muttered to himself, and finally took a long breath on his face.

It was a shadow.

She has braided hair, a black leather coat, jeans, black boots, and is wild and untamable.

She came running with a Martin guitar on her back.

"The minx is back, the minx is back!"

Everyone, one after another, got out of the way.

"Feng'er!"

At this moment, the two gray-haired old men were full of tears again.

"Abba, Grandma!" She made her way through the crowd to her parents, and with a bang, knelt down.

"Kid! Go see your sister! The two old men, shaking hands, pointed to the mottled tombstone.

"Sister, I'm back, I'm back!" Qin Feng cried loudly, tearing his heart out.

She knelt, crawled, and came to the tombstone.

Her hand, stroking over the tombstone, seemed to be caressing a man's face.

"Tomb of Qin Zhen Martyrs!" She muttered and laughed miserably, and suddenly, she stood up and roared loudly.

"Nope! Sister, don't go! No! What a bullshit martyr, who carved it, I never wanted you to be a policeman, what kind of policeman, I want you back, sister! ”

Qin Feng went crazy, and suddenly, climbing up to the grave, she, with her bare hands, was digging the soil.

"Sister, I'm home! You can't leave me behind! "When the loess is flying, her heart is torn inch by inch.

"Girl, what are you doing, that's your sister's grave, how are you digging your sister's grave!" The white-haired old woman wept bitterly.

She wanted to stop Qin Feng, however, as soon as she took a step, she staggered and almost fell.

Qin Yong held her in time, looking at the crazy figure on the grave, his heart ached like a knife.

"Girl, what are you doing, come down, your sister is dead, how do you want to toss!"

"No!" Qin Feng roared, his eyes were red, and he kept throwing soil, "I want my sister, I want my sister!" ”

"Child, come down, let your sister rest in peace!" Zhao Gang looked bitter and stepped forward, wanting to pull Qin Feng down.

"Smack!" Qin Feng backhanded and slapped Zhao Gang.

Everyone froze.

She actually did it.

"Get out! Get out of here! Qin Feng said in a cold voice, "It's you, it's you, who killed my sister!" One person praises her as a hero, one by one says she is proud, and drives her to a dead end, get out of here! ”

Suddenly, Qin Feng stopped crying.

She walked down the grave, took the loess that had been cut away, and held the ground again, and re-held the original position, and she had already dug out a pit by her.

"Sister, I'll help you!" Chen Xi stepped forward and together with Qin Feng, he brought the spilled loess back to the grave and filled the pit.

For a long time, for a long time, Qin Feng returned to the tombstone, knelt down again, and said nothing.

Chen Xi stood beside him and was silent.

I haven't seen her for three years, Sister Qin Feng has grown taller and more generous, however, Chen Xi feels a little trance, she feels that she is getting farther and farther away from Sister Qin Feng.

Three years of time, like a world away.

They are all growing, but there are some things that they can never come back.

"Abba, Grandma, my daughter is not filial, you go home first, and I will accompany my sister here."

After a long time, Qin Feng spoke.

"Okay!" Qin Yong sighed, shook his head slightly, helped his wife, staggered his steps, and walked down the mountain.

If it was in the past, their father and daughter would inevitably have a big quarrel.

Now, I don't even have the mood to quarrel.

The crowd faded away, and in front of the grave, only two people remained, one kneeling and the other standing.

"Sister, get up!" Chen Xi finally spoke.

"Hmm!" Qin Feng got up, put down his guitar, and sat directly in front of the tombstone.

"You shouldn't blame them, and you shouldn't blame your parents!"

Chen Xi said, "This is Qin Zhen's choice!" ”

"I ......" Qin Feng wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

"Uncle and aunt are old, and they are more sad and sad than you!" Chen Xi said.

"I'm not blaming them, I'm blaming myself!" Qin Feng hugged his head, in great pain.

"When I left, I had a fight with my sister, woo woo!" Suddenly, she hugged Chen Xi and cried again.

"Always wanted to ask you a question!" Chen Xi didn't mean to comfort, but asked, "You say, is it important to pursue your dreams, or is it important to have your family?" ”

"Huh?" Qin Feng was stunned and let go of Chen Xi.

"Actually, three years ago, we discussed this issue, but at that time, I was still young, and I couldn't understand it!"

Chen Xi continued, "It's a good thing to have dreams, but if you chase your dreams and abandon your family, you say, what's the use of such dreams? Isn't such a person ungrateful? Especially the grace of parents, which is greater than the mountain, if even parents can be abandoned, is it still a human being? This kind of person, no matter how high his achievements, is contemptible! ”

"Xiaoxi, are you scolding me?" Qin Zhen looked at Chen Xi in disbelief.

"Nope!" Chen Xi shook his head, "I just think that this time, you really passed." ”

Although Sister Qin Zhen doesn't go home often, it's a helpless move, but she always thinks about her parents, and you, in your heart, only have guitars, only music, have you ever thought that your parents are old? Have you ever thought about it, and when you went to the film school with your guitar on your back, your aunt was sick and couldn't get out of bed for more than a month? Have you ever thought about how uncomfortable it is for your uncle and aunt to cry and make trouble here? They're old! I can't stand your toss a few times! The last time I saw you, you were tossing and playing, playing hunger strike, and now, it's ...... again."

"I ......" Qin Zhen was speechless.

"If you want to learn music, communicate well with your parents, discuss well, and go to the conservatory, as long as your uncle and aunt can understand your ideas, how can they not support you? You are angry and left, what about being admitted to film school? Will they be happy? Do you want them to feel that they owe you? Do they owe you? Don't forget, you are a daughter, not the king of heaven! ”

Chen Xi said, stood up, looked at the tombstone, respectfully, bowed, and turned away.

"I'll go back first, my uncle and aunt are at home and need someone to take care of them, think for yourself...... Finally, if you are like this, even if you occasionally create some works, you have no soul! ”

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