Wu Xuemei said: "My mother-in-law doesn't want me to be sad, so she said that he ran away, just let me hate him, and it's okay to remarry someone else." At the time, I only thought that this family was cold-blooded, and now I know ......"

Wu Xuemei cried: "I still hate him for so many years, and I still scold him for being a man without eggs." I was wrong......

He's not an eggless man, he's a man, my man! ”

Fang Zheng never thought that he was just looking for something to pull out such an old incident.

Dead word flag, Fang Zheng knows too well.

At the head of the national disaster, Sichuan City recruited a total of 2578810 strong men, ranking first among all provinces in the country, and 1/5 of the 14050521 strong men in the same period in the country.

According to statistics, during the Anti-Japanese War, the number of casualties among the soldiers in Sichuan was about 1/5 of the country, that is, 263991 killed and 356267 wounded; 26,025 people are missing, totaling more than 640,000 people.

These people defend their homes and the country during wartime, and they carry the motherland on their shoulders in peacetime, and they are present in the most difficult and difficult places......

These men are not tall, but they use their flesh and blood to hold up a piece of the sky in China.

I thought that decades had passed, and all the heroes had a home.

Unexpectedly, there are still people who have not returned......

Fang Zheng sighed and folded his hands: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

Facing Wu Xuemei's family, Fang Zheng didn't know what to say, and in the face of the dead word flag on that side, he recited a Buddha name and saluted.

The crowd around them also stood in awe of the flag and bowed.

At that moment, the whole street seemed to be quiet, and the whole city seemed to be quiet......

That is from the descendants of Sichuan City to pay tribute to the martyrs.

After a long time, Wu Xuemei came to Fang Zheng, looked at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, I have a reluctant request. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Huh...... You say. ”

Wu Xuemei looked at him with a pair of eyes full of tears, but she couldn't speak.

Li Ping and Li Wan took Wu Xuemei's hand, as if giving her courage, and she finally spoke: "I...... Can I kiss your eyes? ”

Fang Zheng was stunned......

Wu Banxian and other onlookers were also stunned, no one expected Wu Xuemei to make such a request.

Wu Xuemei hurriedly explained: "You look very similar to him, especially the eyes, from the first time I saw you, I seemed to see him." His eyes are the same as yours, just as big, just as bright, just as pure. When he left, he was about your age, a bastard who was a dad and a half-sized bastard......"

Fang Zheng knew that Wu Xuemei didn't have any thoughts about him, she just wanted a piece of sustenance.

Fang Zheng didn't say anything, and clasped his hands together: "Yes." ”

After Wu Xuemei thanked her, she stepped forward and kissed Fang Zheng's eyes gently.

At that moment, Fangzheng's supernatural dream Huang Liang was passively activated, and he entered Wu Xuemei's dream, where, in that small city with high and low, earth, rocks and mud tiles, on the bluestone road, a teenager was gently kissed by a young girl.

The young man asked, "Xuemei, what's going on at home?" Are you alright? ”

The girl replied, "Okay, it's all good, it's all right...... The mountains and rivers are magnificent, only you. ”

The boy smiled: "It's good to have a good home......"

……

When he woke up, Fang Zheng saw Wu Xuemei's calm eyes and smiled: "He knows." ”

Wu Xuemei nodded: "Well, he knows...... Thank you, Master Founder. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head: "It should be that we thank you, you have sacrificed too much." ”

Wu Xuemei shook her head, turned around and pulled the children away.

Li Ping asked curiously, "Mom, where are you going?" ”

Wu Xuemei said: "Go and put incense on your father." ”

"Mom, do you know where Dad is buried?" Li Baoguo asked excitedly.

Wu Xuemei said: "At the Monument to the People's Heroes, he must be there." ”

……

Seeing a few people leave, everyone was also embarrassed and slowly dispersed, but they did not go anywhere else, but followed them to the Monument to the People's Heroes.

After Fang Zheng watched the flow of people disappear, he glanced back at Wu Banxian: "It seems that there is no business." ”

Wu Banxian glanced at him and said: "Money is a bastard, and if you earn it, you will earn it in vain, and you have to spend it." It's right to get down to business......"

Fang Zheng didn't expect this guy to have this kind of awareness.

This fortune-telling caused a sensation on the whole street, although many people followed to the people's monument to pay tribute to the martyrs, but those who opened shops and fortune-telling stalls could not leave.

So everyone was idle and came over one after another.

"Master, do you give me one too? What is the future? A fat man who shouted that he was the reincarnation of the Buddha asked.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "The poor monk can't come to this. ”

The fat man pouted and said, "You are modest, you have calculated all the things in the old lady's family, and you can't calculate my little things?" ”

Fang Zheng just shook his head: "It doesn't count." ”

The fat man had no choice but to retreat, and then the others stepped forward one after another, some wanted to count the fortune, some counted the peach blossom luck, and some counted when the chengguan came......

In short, varied.

And where would Fang Zheng count these, so they all shook their heads and refused.

As a result, this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, but they felt that this monk was becoming more and more mysterious.

After all, they are doing this to pretend to be mysterious and increase their value; But this monk is a person with real skills, and when he does this, it is absolutely mysterious.

Fang Zheng didn't care what everyone thought, he was already ready to get up and leave.

In his opinion, the eight achievements of the character this time are the old lady, but Fang Zheng waited for a long time, and he didn't see the system prompting him that the task was completed.

Fang Zheng asked curiously in his heart: "System, the task is not over yet?" ”

"Ding! Task completion, completion, perfection, reward distribution ....... ”

(End of chapter)