Chapter 447: Ten Mile Long Street
Next.
January 8th.
The news that brought tears to the eyes of countless Chinese people spread throughout Kyushu.
In the streets and alleys, in schools, factories, and fields, countless people stopped, dazed and unable to believe their ears.
Weeping and mourning resounded all over the streets and alleys, and on this day, 9.6 million square kilometers of land were wet.
The compound was empty all of a sudden, and it was very lively with people on weekdays, but now it was empty and bleak. The Lin family's parents haven't been home for three days, and Lin Huaizhou also put on a military uniform after hearing the broadcast, and went out on crutches with red eyes.
Countless wreaths were placed under the monument to the heroes, and no one on the ten-mile long street did not wear filial piety.
Lin Nianhe was dressed in black and put a handful of white silk flowers under the monument.
This bouquet was made by her, she is really not good at handicraft, and the flowers look a little simple, like sticking petals on cardboard and gluing stamens, and finally closing them into the shape of flowers.
But she still chose to put the bouquet under the monument. Because the white "cardboard" is made of white paper with photos, those photos are beautiful and clear color photos, there are J-20, there is 97, there is the Olympics, there is Shen-5 lift-off, there is Chang'e landing on the moon...... The "stamens" are grains, which have been cultivated over decades of improvement.
"Later, we were able to quarrel for three days and three nights over sweet tofu brain and salty tofu brain, and sweet dumplings and meat dumplings are also lifelong enemies...... Our aunt even talks about the change of color of the Wall Street guys, and the capital bigwigs can't compete with the power of the masses. ”
"Later, we no longer need to take a three-day train from the capital to Hei Province, five or six hours by high-speed rail, two hours by plane is enough, if it is an airline in Qilu land, it will probably be faster."
"Later...... Later we had some difficulties as well, but we all won in the end. ”
"Sir should have seen all of these."
Lin Nianhe didn't say these words, just like those photos covered in paper.
She wiped the tears from her face and looked at the people around her with a hazy gaze.
She didn't know if there were any other time-travelers like her, but she believed that if there were, they would all be here, talking about the same thing as her.
"Sir, the begonias in the West Flower Hall bloom every year...... Prosperous China, as Mr. wishes. ”
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When Lin Nianhe returned home, Lin's father and Lin mother were still not there, but Lin Huaizhou had already returned.
He is a sick person in the end, and it is the limit to go out for three days, and now he is sitting on the sofa with a pale face, except for the red eyes, there is no trace of blood in other places.
Lin Nianhe took off his coat and went to wash his hands, and quickly took the medicine box to change Lin Huaizhou's dressing.
Lin Huaizhou's wounds were torn in several places, and the blood soaked through the gauze, and then coagulated, sticking to the flesh and skin. Lin Nianhe poured a bowl of hot water, dipped it in gauze, and melted the hard gauze little by little.
"You don't have to work so hard, just tear it open." Lin Huaizhou opened his eyes tiredly, looked at his sister's rabbit eyes, and asked, "Are you okay?" It's cold outside, and the wind has been blowing for so long, so don't get sick. ”
"I'm fine." Lin Nianhe's voice was a little hoarse, still choked with a hint of choking.
Lin Huaizhou pressed his eyebrows, he was worried that Lin Nianhe was overly sad, so he changed the topic and asked, "By the way, you told Uncle Huang a few days ago that you came back early because of the most important thing, what is the matter?" ”
Lin Nianhe's hands froze, and his eyes were wet again.
She lowered her eyes and whispered, "It's done." ”