"Zhiyong, I've come to see you."

An old woman with goosebumps reached out and touched the spiritual position.

More than 80 years of wind and rain have been condensed in the wrinkles on her face, layered on top of each other, and her eye sockets are deeply sunken in, and they are red.

originally planned to come to Taiwan immediately, but not long after Mrs. Yang learned the news of Xiao Zhiyong, perhaps because she was happy and sad, the old lady was very old, and she was so happy and sad that her blood pressure soared and she had a stroke.

Master Yang was anxious that he also had high blood pressure, the mother and son both went to the hospital, Master Yang's son was studying abroad, and his wife only felt that the sky had fallen, as if she was in a hurry, and she was at a loss. Fortunately, Ye Liang helped to be hospitalized and took money out to see a doctor, and Master Yang's mother and son were rescued, but Mrs. Yang was too old to recover and could only sit in a wheelchair.

Now she is in a wheelchair, her hand slowly sliding from Xiao Zhiyong's spiritual seat.

Master Yang stood behind her, and his heart was full of emotion. If this person does not die, by mistake, this person may be his own father. Thinking that he has been looking for this person for 80 years, hey, this is really uncomfortable, a Sichuan Jiangyou man, died in Jinling, the bones can not be found, the spiritual position is in Taiwan, the whole person is silent, if it is not for Xiao Zhiyong's ghost, if it is not for Mrs. Yang's constant thoughts, who can know that there has been such a person in this world.

"Zhiyong, don't worry, my mother-in-law was sent to the end of my life, sent to the ancestral grave of Jiangyou's hometown, I can't find your bones, Miss Ye said that you can also receive the paper burned in Yuhuatai, and now you have received it, right? Spend as much as you want, don't care, I'll send it to you when it's finished. ”

Ye Liang stood on the side, looking at the rows of spiritual positions, many of these spiritual positions have photos, Xiao Zhiyong's photo was printed from the roster, wearing a military uniform and a military cap, very heroic, and his age will always stay at twenty-eight years old.

Many of those photos are military uniform photos, one by one or heroic, or energetic faces, in a trance, Ye Liang felt that he saw Huo Zhongliang, he looked at himself with surprise in his eyes, grinned and showed snow-white teeth, and stretched out his hand to her, Ye Liang raised his hand to hold the warm big hand, staggered, she suddenly woke up, there were still layers of spiritual positions in front of her, how could there be Huo Zhongliang's shadow.

Ye Liang remembered that there was a story in "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang", saying that someone passed by the wilderness at night and saw a young scholar holding an old woman with goosebumps in his arms, and the two whispered very intimately.

At that time, when reading this story, Ye Quan's heart was not shocked, after all, he had seen too many similar things at that time, and now, seeing this scene, a bitterness slowly filled his heart.

She is a person who will not get old, and Huo Zhongliang's life will always stay at the age of thirty-two, but after a long time, more than eighty years have passed, when will they meet?

Mrs. Yang cried for a long time, slowly collected her tears under her son's persuasion, and said in a low voice, "Zhiyong, I'm going back, I'm in my nineties, I'm so far away, it's impossible to come to see you in the future, I can only wait to see you again underground in the future, I heard Miss Ye say that you are going to be reincarnated, and you are still queuing, right?" Don't be busy reincarnating, wait for me, I want to see you. ”

"Mom, let's go, you just got out of the hospital, you can't be happy and sad. This uncle knows underground and will wait for you. ”

Mrs. Yang nodded, and Master Yang bowed deeply to Xiao Zhiyong's spiritual position, "Uncle, I haven't seen you, and I haven't heard of you in the past, but I know now, you are a hero, don't worry, in the future, I will definitely burn paper for you during the New Year's Festival, and I will honor you as filial piety as my father." ”

Master Yang pushed the wheelchair, and Ye Liang followed behind, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

The group walked out of the Martyrs' Shrine and saw several white-haired old men walking over with each other in the distance.

An old man glanced at Ye Quan, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled.

"Leaf ...... Miss Ye! ”

The man staggered over to Ye Quan's side, "You are Miss Ye." ”

He didn't wait for Ye Liang to answer, he reached out and pinched his thigh, "No, I'm old like this, you can't be Miss Ye." ”

Ye Quan smiled, "You are Long Sanyu, these years have been good." ”

A white-haired old man came over and helped the man, "Dad, do you know this young lady?" ”

"I'm Long Sanyu, are you really Miss Ye? No, why haven't you changed after so many years? Ah, yes, An Touer said that Miss Ye is a fairy, and she must be different from us. ”

Long Sanyu is old, he is more than a hundred years old, and today he came to the Martyrs' Shrine with the support of his son, but he didn't expect to see a woman who was exactly the same as Ye Quan. The memory of Ye Limit, Long Sanyu has been sealed for many years, in those distant memories, Miss Ye is a very remarkable existence, Xiao Wu once told him, Miss Ye is not an ordinary person, she has magical powers, now it seems that it must be like this, there are people with the same appearance in the world, but the temperament cannot be copied, this woman's eyes, posture, and tone of voice are Ye Limit.

"Miss Ye, for so many years, I ...... Oops, I'm so happy, it hurts, it hurts, it's not a dream. ”

Long Sanyu pinched himself again as he spoke.

Ye Quan knew that when Jinling fell, Long Sanyu encouraged the police to retreat with the army with him, which angered Director An and was almost shot, and later heard that he had been fighting guerrillas in Jiangbei with the army, but then there was no news, and he didn't expect to be alive, and it was good to be alive.

"Long Sanyu is so old, you are still so cute." Ye Quan smiled and glanced back at the Martyrs' Shrine, "Are you here to see the old man?" ”

"Yes, many comrades-in-arms are here, Miss Ye, do you know where Officer An went later? At that time, I hated to fly to Hucheng to save him, but I had no choice but to hear from him when the military situation was urgent, and I heard that the anti-Japanese elements in Hucheng were later let go, and I don't know what happened to Officer An in the end. ”

"He's fine, he's married to the light cold immortals, and he's free for the rest of his life. Perhaps, now that he has been reincarnated, he also tried to find you, but he didn't find you. In that era, everyone had too much helplessness. ”

Long San couldn't help nodding his head, "Yes, yes, I may also go to the old chief, I have been dreaming lately, there are a lot of familiar people in the dream, there is a commander who can't see his face clearly from a distance, he remembers that it is from the garrison headquarters, and he laughed with a mouthful of white teeth, I think, this is the old commander calling me." ”

His son hurriedly said, "Dad, you are thinking about it day and dreaming at night. "His son is also in his seventies, and he usually believes in ghosts and gods. Watching Ye Liang and his father talking and laughing, he was very uncomfortable, and horror slipped in his eyes.

"You go in and see the comrades of the chief." When Ye Limit heard Long Sanyu's words, he felt very uncomfortable, he seemed to be Huo Zhongliang, but why did he never enter his dreams.

"And who is the chief? I can't remember. Long San Yu muttered and walked forward with the help of his son.

Ye Liang lowered his head, thinking about the grinning man, and scolded in his heart Abominable cotton bag, don't let me find you.

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