Shen Jiao went to work in the hospital after breakfast, and sent some vegetables to Zhou's sister-in-law as usual, Zhou Dahai's injuries recovered quickly, and his spirit was also very good, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Zhou's spirit is so good today!" Shen Jiao greeted with a smile.

Sister-in-law Zhou said gratefully: "Thanks to the leadership for caring about ......"

"The main thing is sister-in-law, you take good care of it."

Shen Jiao exchanged a few words with them, and then went to other wards to see the other wounded, these are all soldiers under Han Qixiu, and they are good men who shed their blood in order to protect their families and defend the country, she should care about them both in public and private.

After turning around each ward, the time went for more than an hour unconsciously, Shen Jiao's throat and eyes were a little dry, and she talked too much.

Not every wounded person is as optimistic as Zhou Dahai, some young posteriors, broken hands and feet, or blind, where can they figure it out?

The road of life has just begun, but there is no bright future in sight, and no one can bear it!

Not only these young wounded people couldn't figure it out, but even their parents couldn't figure it out.

"My son hasn't married a daughter-in-law and had a baby, but now it's like this, what can I do?"

The old mother of a wounded man with a broken right hand secretly cried with Shen Jiao, the old tears were all over the place, this mother was probably made of water, and every time she saw Shen Jiao and Liu Aifang, they had to cry once.

Shen Jiao had a headache, of course she sympathized with the families of the wounded, the children were all the flesh that fell from her mother's body, put herself in her shoes, if it was round and strong, something happened.

She's going to be more painful, but she won't be like this mother, crying all day long, tears won't solve the problem, not to mention that you still have an injured son to take care of!

Women are weak, but mothers are strong!

For the recovery of his son, even if his heart is broken, he has to be strong and face the reality with a smile!

This crying aunt seemed to recognize Shen Jiao, and she had to cry with Shen Jiao every time, and Shen Jiao's head was big.

The family members of the other wounded were affected by her, and their faces were also a little sad, Shen Jiao sighed and said to them: "I'll take you somewhere!"

Shen Jiao said hello to the nurse, and then took these family members who couldn't figure it out to get into the car, but fortunately, most of the family members could figure it out, and only a few were entangled.

"Girl, where are you taking us?" Someone asked.

Everyone else also looked at Shen Jiao with anxiety, Shen Jiao at this time was different from the previous smile, not smiling, and looking very serious.

Only then did they remember that this young, beautiful and talkative girl was the leading wife of their son (husband).

The leader's wife can't be angry, right?

Several women raised their hearts and didn't dare to ask more, and they all complained a little in their hearts about the crying mother, crying in front of the leader's wife all day long, and the leader's wife was not angry!

Shen Jiao didn't make a sound all the way, the atmosphere in the car was a little stagnant, so quiet that even the sound of breathing was a little rough.

After driving for about forty minutes, Shen Jiao stopped the car, turned back to them and said, "Get out of the car!"

Several women followed Shen Jiao out of the car and looked around curiously, it was a small hillside, with cypress trees planted on both sides, and the environment was particularly quiet.

"Girl, where is this?" Someone asked boldly.

"Martyrs' Mausoleum."

Shen Jiao said lightly, took a large handful of white chrysanthemums from the car, and gave them to these women.

Several family members were frightened and even more uneasy, what did the leader's wife take them to the martyr's mausoleum for?

Shen Jiao didn't say anything, and walked in front to lead the way, and these women followed quietly behind, holding white chrysanthemums in their hands.

On the hillside, the tombstones of martyrs stood quietly, and several family members stood in front of the tombstones, looking sad, and some of them were even crying and crying.

"These are the mausoleums of the martyrs who died in this battle, and the youngest martyr is only 19 years old."

Shen Jiao pointed to the tombstone to introduce these family members one by one, and endured her grief, many of the martyrs were only in their early twenties, they were too young, and the expressions on the faces of the family members were very strange, and their moods were also very delicate.

I feel sad for the martyrs who sacrificed, but at the same time, I am also a little glad that it is not their son (husband) who is lying here.

Shen Jiao took these family members to offer white chrysanthemums to each martyr and bowed three times.

In front of a tombstone in the backest, a woman in black in her 30s knelt on the ground, crying silently, and did not notice Shen Jiao and them.

"Daddy, don't worry, I will definitely pay off those debts, I don't owe a cent, my parents will support the elderly, and I will pull them to grow up with three babies."

But there is one thing I can't rely on you, my son can't be a soldier anymore in the future, in case my son has three longs and two shorts, how can you let me live! ”

The woman couldn't stop crying when she said this, she covered her face and cried softly, her shoulders shaking violently.

Shen Jiao stretched out her hand to wipe the tears that flowed down her face at some point, and her heart was panicked, if she didn't guess wrong, this woman should be the wife of the company commander who owed a lot of foreign debts during her lifetime!

She didn't bother the sad woman, tiptoed over, bowed a few times, and placed the chrysanthemum under the tombstone.

The eyes of several other family members were also red, and they followed Shen Jiao to put down the chrysanthemum, and until they left, the crying woman still didn't notice.

Several people got into the car, no one spoke, and Shen Jiao didn't speak, she didn't know what to say.

"Sister, I was so ignorant before, compared to these sacrificed martyrs, my son is already blessed by his ancestors!"

The crying mother said embarrassedly, and the others echoed it, they really felt very lucky now, as long as they could live, even if they were crippled, what was the big deal?

Nothing is expensive!

Shen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but she figured it out, some things really can't be said directly, she can't tell these women, your son (husband) is just a cripple, but other people's sons (husbands) are not even dead!

She will never say these words, and if she says them, she will only attract hatred!

That's why she brought some women to the martyrs' mausoleum and let them feel for themselves!

"Relax, the men in your family are all good, and the government will not care about their future lives!"

Shen Jiao comforted them, the main problem why these women are so entangled is that they are worried about their family life, after all, there are many jobs for disabled people that are not too convenient to do.

In addition to the government will be responsible for the future life of these people, she and Han Qixiu are also ready to help these families in the future until they can take care of themselves.

Several family members heard Shen Jiao say this, and their hearts hanging in their throats these days could be regarded as letting go, showing a relieved smile.