How did he educate his children? This made Uncle Shen say:

"I really haven't interfered with the children's studies. Even when they practice martial arts, they learned it from Old Li's wife."

However, no one believed what Uncle Shen said; they all felt that Uncle Shen was not telling the truth.

Standing next to Uncle Shen, his father looked at him with pity, because only he knew that Uncle Shen had never cared about his children's studies, and he himself never inquired about his daughter's studies.

Everyone was at a loss, so they asked the women in the family to ask Aunt Zhou. But Aunt Zhou was usually busy with work and rarely spent her days in the family compound. They had no choice but to ask her themselves, since after my fourth brother went to university, I was the only one left out of the five of us who could ask.

"Aunt Wu, I'm not telling you what my brother and the others said, I just said it myself! You have to preview the textbook before class, review it after class, complete your homework on time, and do more practice problems."

Xinhua Bookstore sells a lot of review materials, right? You can buy more and do more practice. If you don't understand something, you can ask your teacher. Also, you must listen carefully in class, and ask questions as soon as you don't understand anything. Teachers like students who ask questions.

"Ah, that's it."

"yes"

"How is that possible?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"That's really how it is. The most important thing is to persevere, just like my older brother and I, who have been doing morning exercises every day since we were little. It's not something you can achieve in a day or two."

But my child can't sit still.

"Mine is too."

"And my home too."

"Mianmian, do you know what to do about this?"

"I don't know." Even if you did know, what could you do? Your kids are all the same age as you are now, how can you correct them? Besides, even if you told them, could you actually do it? That's the truth. Seeing them still discussing the issue, I quietly slipped away.

I never expected that these women comrades would be so difficult to deal with.

It's May 1964, and the mock exam is just a few days away. Everyone is studying hard in the classroom when I suddenly hear someone call my name.

"Which one of you is Li Mianmian?"

Upon hearing this, I quickly stood up and said, "Excuse me, Principal or teacher, I am Li Mianmian. May I ask what's the matter?"

"Hello, Li Mianmian. Please pack your things and come to my office."

Hearing this, he was very surprised. Although he had been to the principal's office before, he had never been like this before, and he had never seen the principal with such a serious face.

Besides, I'm a good student, one of the top students in the school. The principal always has a smile on his face when he sees me. What's wrong with me today? I thought to myself as I packed my things. After I finished packing, I quickly followed the principal and teachers.

None of the students in the class expected that the principal would come to their class looking for the youngest student at this time. But they never imagined that this would be the last time they would see Li Mianmian at school.

Following behind the principal and teachers, I walked slowly with my head down. When we arrived at the principal's office, I heard the principal and teachers say:

"Li Mianmian, someone is looking for you inside. You should go over there first!"

I didn't understand why the principal and teachers said that, but I still did as they said and went up to knock on the door.

"Please come in."

That voice sounds so familiar! Before I could figure out who it was, I pushed open the door and saw Uncle Shen and two other comrades—all People's Liberation Army soldiers.

Upon seeing Mianmian enter, Shen Bowen quickly said to the two comrades who were passing by:

"This is Li Mianmian, the daughter of Li Zilong and Liu Linjuan."

"Mianmian, these two are your comrades who are on this mission with your parents."

Upon hearing this, I immediately had a bad feeling and quickly asked, "Uncle Shen, uncles, where are my dad and mom?"

"I'm sorry, Li Mianmian, your parents sacrificed their lives; they are heroes..."

When I heard the word "sacrifice," I couldn't take it anymore. My vision blurred, and I knew what the word "hero" meant to a soldier.

I could clearly hear the sounds outside, but I just couldn't open my eyes. I could only hear...

"Mianmian, Mianmian"

"Li Mianmian"

"Li Mianmian"

Even the principal standing outside knew that something had happened to Li Mianmian. He knew what the sacrifice of her parents meant to a 14-year-old child.

He quickly ran into the office to check on things, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Shen Bowen holding Li Mianmian. Upon seeing him, Shen Bowen said:

"I'm taking Mianmian to the hospital. Principal, could you please ask for leave for her? We can discuss when she can come back later."

"Okay! Alright."

"Doctor, someone come quick!"

"Deputy Division Commander Shen, what brings you here?" the doctor asked hurriedly when he saw that it was Deputy Division Commander Shen. But when he saw the person in his arms, he also asked anxiously:

"Isn't this Mianmian? What happened to her?"

"Don't ask any questions yet, hurry up and check on her, she just fainted."

"Why did she faint? Mianmian's physical condition is stronger than most people's. Did something happen?"

Her parents sacrificed their lives.

"What?! Dr. Liu has sacrificed his life?! How is this possible?" the attending physician exclaimed, his words echoing through the other busy doctors and nurses.

"What? How is that possible? Dr. Liu, could it be?"

Just then, Dean Ding also received a notification and rushed over. Before he even arrived at the ward, the entire military region hospital knew that Dr. Liu had sacrificed his life. Upon hearing the news, Shen Nan, Dr. Zhang, and Dr. Dong all rushed to the ward. They couldn't believe that their teacher was gone. How could such a skilled doctor have sacrificed his life?

"Dad, are you telling the truth?"

"Nan Nan, your master really sacrificed herself, and so did your Uncle Li."

"Shen Bowen, what did you say?" Zhou Tao, who had rushed over just now, heard the "good" and quickly asked.

"Old Zhou, they're gone," he said, then also left behind his own eyes.

"My Mianmian, what are we going to do?"

Zhou Tao ignored the fact that he was a grown man crying and rushed to me, sobbing as she said...

“Mianmian, you’ve been sensible since you were little. You didn’t cry or fuss for more than a few days after you were born. When you were hungry or needed to pee, you would just hum a little.”

As you grew older, you became even more well-behaved. I even told your mother that Aunt Zhou would like another daughter like you. For all these years, I've always treated you like another daughter.

But your parents are gone, and I can't take their place, Mianmian, what should we do? My Mianmian.

And so, I heard people talking intermittently in my ear. I understood what they were saying until I heard someone say that they had a high fever.

Only then did I realize how serious my condition was; in this day and age, even a common cold can be fatal.