The police said, "A few years ago, we received a group of martyrs who died in battle. They were all skeletons, and we couldn't tell who was who. The bureau was at a loss and couldn't find a solution. We went to several places but couldn't find anyone to identify them. Later, I talked to Brother Shen about this, and he said that Sister Tao could tell them apart."
"I then sought out Sister Tao, and I must say, she's really got some skills. She took a piece of paper, scribbled a couple of times, and drew a person from a skull. When she showed it to the families of the martyrs, wow, it really did look six or seven parts like them. It's only because of Sister Tao that we were able to help those martyrs find their homes."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ci felt that there was hope.
Zhou Mingli pondered for a moment and said, "It would be troublesome to ask Sister Tao to come over now. Let's go to Linyun City and go to a photo studio to take photos of the two of them. Then we'll cremate them and mark the remains so we know whose ashes are in the urn. We can ask Sister Tao for help when we get back to Beijing."
"Great idea! That's a good method!"
So Zhou Mingli drove to Linyun City and brought a photographer with his heavy equipment to Zhongmo Town to take pictures of the two skeletons.
Jiang Ci then called Tao Susu's hospital and told her about the matter.
Tao Susu agreed, but what she said was, "I do have this skill, but I can recommend my master to you. He is very good at drawing people by looking at their bones. If you ask him to do it, it will be more accurate."
Jiang Ci said, "What's wrong with that? I should thank Sister Tao for recommending me!"
"We'll treat you to a meal when we get back to Beijing."
Tao Susu smiled and said, "Okay!"
After a flurry of activity, Huang Zhiyuan and his two comrades were cremated.
Huang Zheyue's eyes were red and swollen from crying these past few days. When she returned home, she held her father's urn tightly and didn't let go for a moment.
It took more than half a month to get this done. By the time I returned to Beijing, it was already October, and in that month, a major event was announced throughout the country.
The national college entrance examination will be reinstated this December!
Both recent graduates and former educated youth sent to the countryside are eligible to apply!
Whether they were high school students or educated youth sent to the countryside, almost everyone was excited.
Even Jiang Ci, when she went to Tao Susu's house, was asked by Shen Conghe, "Have you read those test papers and books I gave you?"
Jiang Ci felt ashamed; she hadn't even opened the book yet, let alone read it.
Tao Susu scolded him, "Xiao Ci just came back from Zhongmo Town. She's been so busy for so long. Where did she find so much time to study?"
Shen Conghe thought it made sense, but he still earnestly advised, "Xiao Jiang, don't blame me for saying so much. You're already working at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. There are many highly educated people here. If people ask you where you graduated from, and you say you graduated from high school, they'll definitely look down on your education."
"Even if it's not this year, you have to take the college entrance exam by next year at the latest."
Jiang Ci said, "I know everything. I know what I should do."
Shen Conghe knew that Jiang Ci was sensible, so he didn't try to persuade her further. Tao Susu then took her to see her teacher.
He was also a very capable medical expert. He studied medicine in the United States and participated in dozens of battles, both large and small. He was a soldier and a doctor, and had excellent surgical skills.
The old man said that if I weren't so old and my eyesight wasn't failing, I could still stand in the operating room with a scalpel for another twenty years!
Jiang Ci was extremely respectful to the old man, and respectfully took the photograph to him, asking him to draw it.
I must say, this old man is really amazing. He looked at the black and white photo for a long time with his reading glasses, then picked up a pen and started drawing on the paper.
At first, there was only one shape, but the more I drew, the more detailed it became, and before long, the human face appeared.
Jiang Ci watched as the old man drew both of them before taking out the photos of the two people she had obtained from the museum.
"This is Comrade Zhang, and this is Comrade Ye."
Jiang Ci pointed it out to the old man.
Upon inspection, the old man was absolutely certain that he had identified the two human bones. "I didn't draw them wrong. Return them to their respective families! There's no mistake!"
With the old man's words, Jiang Ci finally felt completely relieved.
In Shanding Brigade, she unintentionally took on Huang Zhiyuan's case, and went from Shanding Brigade to Beijing, and then back to Shanding Brigade to find the body.
Now that things have come to this, she has done everything she was supposed to do.
On the first day back to work after the holiday, Jiang Ci reported the outcome to the minister, saying, "If the families of these two comrades return, they can go to the morgue in the martyrs' cemetery to collect their ashes."
The minister nodded. "The families of these two comrades were framed and forced to leave. The leadership has already transferred their families back to Beijing. It shouldn't be long before their families come to take their loved ones away."
"The cemetery has also reserved a spot for Comrade Huang. Go back and tell them to choose a date for his burial."
Jiang Ci responded and told Huang Zheyue about it when she got home from get off work.
Huang Zheyue had already gone back to school. After listening to Jiang Ci's words, she remained silent for a moment, then said, "Let's go on the weekend. I won't be going to school that day."
So over the weekend, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli took Huang Zheyue to the martyrs' cemetery.
The Cheng family members also arrived together.
Even Cheng Wenyun, a very busy man, came.
When Huang Zheyue saw so many people who had come to see his father off, his eyes welled up with tears again.
He watched as his father's ashes were buried and the carved tombstone was tied up.
Huang Zheyue wiped away her tears, and just as she was about to see the words on the tombstone, her eyes were covered by tears again.
He wiped it for a long time, but it was never clean.
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