Qin Niao's smile faded slightly, and his mood suddenly became a little low. He sighed softly, "Alas, I still couldn't stop the seniors. And if it weren't for their firm will to sacrifice their lives for the country and treat death as home, how could we have the peace we have today?"
Shi Ling looked up at her and said, "Qin Niao, your literary literacy has improved since you returned to China. You can even recite poems."
The sentimental atmosphere that Qin Niao had just created was instantly broken. She patted Shi Ling's head in annoyance and said, "It's all because of you. My mom heard that your grades improved dramatically after you returned to China, so she forced me to study hard too. She gave me a bunch of essay templates and ancient poems to memorize. How can I be like you? I'm an art student!"
Qin Niao, who is also a poor student, couldn't help but wail when talking about this.
Shi Ling suddenly said, "Senior's return will, no matter what, be considered as fulfilling his wish."
Qin Niao was curious: "So what happened in the end? Did he... survive the war?"
Shi Ling recalled the explosions and horn sounds before dawn and was silent for a long time. "We won."
Qin Niao lowered her eyes, still feeling a little sad: "Yes, in the end, I won. The life and death, honor and disgrace of an individual seem insignificant in the vast dimension of history."
Shi Ling: "Niao Niao, you are obsessed. What the seniors want is not to survive, but the final victory of the war and the peace of today. Even if you fall before dawn, you can still see the light of day."
When the body dies, the spirit becomes alive, and the soul becomes a heroic ghost.
Qin Niao looked at Shi Ling and nodded slowly.
…
The next day.
The new year begins.
Every household visits relatives to wish them a happy new year.
The Jing family doesn't have many close relatives, so Shi Ling, as the granddaughter of the Jing family, doesn't need to visit any relatives.
But Grandpa Jing was annoyed that she was attracting the attention of the silver-colored cat all day long at home, so he sent her to the nursing home to help visit old friends.
Shi Ling then went to the nursing home with some fruit, but she didn't expect that the nursing home where Grandpa Jing's old friend lived was so special. All the residents here were veterans of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, most of whom were over 90 years old, and some were even centenarians.
Shi Ling couldn't help but stand in awe. After learning that Mr. Jing donated money to the nursing home every year in the name of Jingsheng Group, he also donated 10 million yuan to the nursing home out of his own pocket in his personal name.
Grandpa Jing’s comrade-in-arms was called Xu Henmei, a veteran who had fought against the Bai Kingdom. He was in very good health. When Shi Ling and the Jing family’s housekeeper found him, he was still practicing Tai Chi.
"Are you Grandpa Xu Henmei?"
"yes."
After seeing Shi Ling and the housekeeper, Xu Henmei gradually relaxed her attitude and smiled kindly, "Oh, so you are the little granddaughter adopted by Old Man Jing? You are so cute, you can't tell at a glance that you are not the old man's biological daughter. You look like my biological daughter."
Shi Ling couldn't help but laugh, "Everyone loves beauty, but Grandpa hates beauty. He is indeed an interesting person."
Xu Henmei laughed and said, "Little girl, your grandfather definitely didn't tell you that I have a younger brother named Yan Su."
Shi Ling: “…”
Butler Jing watched Shi Ling and Xu Henmei, one young and one old, chatting and laughing. After just a few words, Xu Henmei started teaching Shi Ling Tai Chi. Butler Jing couldn't help but smile kindly as he watched from the side.
He had originally felt quite sympathetic towards Jing Huanhuan, who had grown up in the Jing family. Initially, he had some reservations about Miss Shi Ling, who had replaced Miss Huanhuan, thinking she was someone who clung to the powerful. But then, watching her and Old Jing interact, he realized that although they were not related by blood and had no parenting relationship, their relationship was more like that of a grandparent and grandchild, a friendship even more profound than that of a close friend.
Miss Shi Ling was like the sun, even the old man was warmed by her.
In the past, the old man also asked Miss Huanhuan to come to the nursing home to help look after his old friends, but every time Miss Huanhuan made an excuse that she had something to do and didn't want to come, and just bought a generous gift and asked him to come.
Only now did the housekeeper realize that Jing Huanhuan was not busy at all, but was clearly disgusted and didn't want to come.
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