Chapter 15 Lu Boming

"Those are my brother's sons. The tall one is my second brother's youngest son, 5 years old, named Lu Guoliang. The short one is my eldest brother's son, 4 years old, named Lu Guoqiang."

Su Mo smiled. The names of their family were all quite characteristic of the times.

"Our names were all given by my grandfather, who was an old Red Army soldier who participated in the Anti-Japanese War. The names all carried his expectations. My eldest brother..."

At this time, Lu Boming opened the curtain and walked out of the house. When Lu Changzheng saw him, he ran over to help him.

The old man had silver hair, a resolute face, and a very tall stature. Because of old age and pain, he was very thin, but he still gave people a sense of heroism, and his demeanor in his prime was evident.

The old man was wearing an old-fashioned blue-gray military uniform with slight creases on it. He must have changed into it after hearing Su Mo's voice.

Even with Lu Changzheng's support, the old man still limped slightly, although he tried his best to walk straight.

The left sleeve was empty, and it was obvious that his left arm was gone.

Su Mo looked at him and was suddenly stunned for a moment. She seemed to see in him the revolutionary martyrs who had walked out of the war, the heroes who dedicated their lives to this vast land. It was also as if she saw the people's sons and daughters who sacrificed their lives to allow more civilians to escape at the beginning of the end of the world.

Su Mo raised her hand and tried her best to give the most standard military salute she could. She didn't know why, but she just felt that she should do this.

Inexplicably, she remembered a song she had heard before, in which there was a line that goes "How I want to reach out and hug you tightly, to tell you that everything has settled, and how beautiful the new China you dreamed of a hundred years ago was."

Lu Boying looked at the girl who saluted with tears in her eyes, and raised his hand to return the salute.

The respect in the little girl's eyes was very sincere, and it was not a deliberate pretense to win favor.

He seemed to see a kind of inheritance in her, a kind of mission to tell them, the old guys: "Don't worry, we will realize everything you expect for you, and one day, we will create the prosperous world you want."

Originally, he heard Qing'an's wife say that the little girl looked very coquettish, and he was a little worried. But now, he has nothing to worry about. Although the girl looks cute, the determination in her eyes is something that many people cannot match.

Lu Changzheng was also stunned. He didn't expect to see such a scene.

Suddenly, he felt closer to Su Mo.

Because, she understands! She understands that feeling, that concept, and that persistence.

Back then, he gave up going to college and chose to join the army. How many people didn't understand. Including his parents, they didn't understand. They didn't understand why he gave up a foreseeable bright future and chose to join the army.

But Su Mojing's military salute let him know that she understood.

He felt happy that he could have a woman he loved and who understood him accompany him for the rest of his life. This kind of happiness really came from the bones.

So, Lu Changzheng also saluted.

None of the three spoke, but they all understood each other's meaning tacitly.

In the end, it was Lu Boying's cough that interrupted the scene of mutual respect. Lu Changzheng quickly put down the salute and reached out to help him.

"You are old! It's useless." Lu Boying smiled helplessly, and called Su Mo: "Su Zhiqing, sit inside."

Su Mo also wanted to help him, but after seeing his other empty sleeve, she resisted the urge to stretch out her hand.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Lu." Su Mo smiled at him, but in this smile, there was a hint of barely perceptible sadness.

Because of her special ability, she has a strong sense of vitality. The old man's vitality is already very weak, and I'm afraid he really doesn't have much time left.

The military salute just now obviously consumed a lot of Lu Boying's energy. After sitting down in the main hall, he obviously didn't have the energy just now.

"Changzheng, your mother cooked peanuts last night, go and get some for Su Zhiqing to try." Lu Boying instructed Lu Changzheng.

Su Mo waved her hand quickly, "No, Grandpa Lu, I've had breakfast. The peanuts are for the children."

Lu Changzheng looked at Su Mo, saw her expression, and knew that she really didn't want to eat, so he said: "Grandpa, no, she is not a guest." Lu Boying

didn't insist. Peanuts were not a good thing, but there was really nothing good to treat.

"Your name is Su Mo, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa Lu. My mother's last name is Mo. My father originally named me Su Mo, but my mother thought that the character "Mo" was not suitable for a girl, so she changed it to "Mo" which has the same pronunciation as Jasmine." Su Mo talked about the origin of her name.

"My parents were very loving." Lu Boying thought of his deceased wife. He lived a life that was worthy of heaven and earth, but he was ashamed of her.

Su Mo smiled. Su Tingqian and Mo Yurong had a very good relationship.

"I hope you will be the same in the future. You and Changzheng are both good children."

Lu Boying had been holding back, but after saying a few words, he couldn't help coughing. Lu Changzheng hurriedly stroked his back to calm him down.

After a while, Lu Boming stopped coughing and said to Lu Changzheng, "Go to my room and take out the wooden box in the innermost cabinet of the kangqin."

Lu Changzheng quickly took out the box and handed it to Lu Boming.

"My ancestors were also country gentlemen, but later they were in turmoil and nothing was left. In the past few years, life was hard and there was even less left. Only this pair of bracelets is left. I gave them to your grandmother when I married her."

Lu Boming took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from the box. After peeling off the layers, he found a pair of jade bracelets with good water head.

Lu Bo Ming called Su Mo over, "Girl, this bracelet is for Chang Zheng's mother, and one is for you. But now, you can't wear it. You can wear it later when you can take it out."

Su Mo waved her hands, "Grandpa Lu, I can't take it."

Shouldn't such heirlooms be given to the eldest son and his wife?

"Girl, take it." Lu Bo Ming took a breath and continued, "This is from us, the grandmother, for our grandson and his wife. You have to accept it."

"I hope this thing can be passed down in the Lu family. This can only be done by you."

If it is given to others, it might be sold soon.

"When you have time, you can tell the children about their grandmother, what a brave and determined woman she was." Lu Bo Ming stroked the bracelet with deep nostalgia in his eyes.

Su Mo understood what was said, and she did not refuse. She took it seriously and promised: "Okay, I will."

Lu Boming smiled with relief, waved his hand and said: "You guys go and do your work, you don't have to accompany me. I am old and can't sit for long, I have to lie down."

Lu Changzheng hurriedly helped his grandfather back to the room.

However, Lu Boming's words just now, which were like a will, made both of them feel a little heavy.

Although birth, aging, illness and death are common to all people, the closer it is, the harder it is to accept.