At less than 8 o'clock in the morning of the next day, Uncle Feng still drove the jeep, carrying Xiaoyan and his mother, and went directly to the county funeral home.

Xiaoyan's mother was crying all the way, leaning on the seat, looking very weak! When they arrived at the funeral home, with the support of Uncle Feng, Xiaoyan and her mother came to a hall, which was a special place for the final farewell before cremation.

At the entrance of the hall, there were two rows of soldiers standing on the left and right, all of them fully armed, about 20 of them. At this time, a middle-aged man in a black suit, a dark blue tie, and sunglasses walked over briskly and said to Xiaoyan's mother, "Sister-in-law, please mourn"!

"This is the supreme commander of our group, Regiment Commander Leng," Lao Feng hurriedly introduced beside him.

"Thank you for attending Changfu's funeral! I'm sorry for the trouble," Xiaoyan's mother whispered.

"I'm sorry sister-in-law, we didn't protect our comrades-in-arms, we're sorry for you... Head Leng suppressed his emotions and said in a trembling voice.

The corners of Xiaoyan's mother's mouth tightened, letting the tears continue to slide...

At the strong request of Xiaoyan's mother, she made an exception to let Xiaoyan's mother come to the side of the coffin, Xiaoyan's mother touched the vermilion coffin, half leaned on the side of the coffin, looked at the peaceful father inside, and did not say a word for a long time, only tears crackled!

Xiaoyan was also by his mother's side, maybe because he was too young at that time, he was not particularly heartbroken, but his eyes were empty, because he knew that he would never see his father again from now on, and he would never hear his father's stories again!

According to custom, cremation has a time point requirement, so around 10 o'clock, Uncle Feng pulled Xiaoyan and her mother away!

Watch as the eight warriors carry the coffins out of the hall and towards the crematorium next to them! Xiaoyan and her mother watched this scene blankly, no crying, no fainting, no screaming... Maybe people are sad to a certain extent, they will be stupid...

According to rural customs, a funeral is to be held in the hometown in the countryside, but considering the particularity of Xiaoyan's father's identity, the leaders of the army and Xiaoyan's mother discussed whether the funeral could be held in the city, and the participants were army personnel and immediate relatives? Xiaoyan's mother said that everything is in accordance with the requirements of the army and will not embarrass the troops!

The next day, in the martyrs' cemetery in the county, a cemetery was specially given, not far behind the revolutionary martyrs' monument, at the top of this small hill.

Xiao Yan's eldest brother and second sister finally arrived in the morning, looking at the portrait in Xiao Yan's hand and the urn in Uncle Feng's hand! The eldest brother and the second sister don't believe it, their father, who is as strong as a mountain, is gone!! They grabbed Xiaoyan and asked loudly, "What's going on... Yes?... Something happened to Dad... How so. Yes? ”

"Why did you just come back... You two wolf-hearted things. "Xiaoyan's mother can't hold back anymore, so I'll give my eldest brother a mouthful when I go up! Tears are flying, crying loudly!

"Xiaopeng (eldest brother's name is Zhou Xiaopeng), hold your father's ashes and follow me" Uncle Feng pulled Xiaoyan's mother away and said to the eldest brother.

The eldest brother silently took the ashes, and tears dripped down the urn!

The second sister hugged her mother and Xiaoyan and followed the team up the mountain.

At the top of the hill, a simple mourning hall had been erected, a black tent with eight or nine wreaths placed around it, and a table in front of it, covered with black cloth.

Uncle Feng took the eldest brother to put the urn in the center of the left side, and asked Xiaoyan to place the portrait in front of the urn.

At this time, Uncle Feng took out a piece of paper, on which was an obituary: "Zhou Changfu, a first-class combat hero, sacrificed heroically in the early morning of July 7, 1980 to defend the country and the people。。。。。。 ”

During the entire funeral, the comrades-in-arms of Xiaoyan's father's army and their immediate relatives cried together, only Xiaoyan and his mother wept silently and were silently in a daze! It seems that there is no soul anymore!

Immediately followed by the burial process, just about to carry out the burial, at this time an old man rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, about 50 years old, after running up, shouted: "Wait, don't bury first"!

The fighters immediately gathered and rushed out, the sound of boasting and clattering sounded, and all of them were loaded and entered the battle state!

"Don't get me wrong, don't be nervous, I'm Sheng Jiang, Changfu's senior brother," the old man shouted.

"All stand back," Captain Leng walked out, "You are Mr. Sheng?" ”

"Mr. don't dare to be, I am Changfu's senior brother" The old man clenched his fists in an ancient etiquette and bowed to Captain Leng.