Chapter 571 End of the Text

Lu Jingchen stayed at the Martyrs' Tomb for a long time and said a lot before he stood up slowly. Before leaving, he looked at "Su Xiangnan" on the tombstone again.

He promised him in his heart that he would take good care of Su Luo and Luo Su like he did to Lu En, and let him wait for him there with peace of mind.

Before leaving, Lu Jingchen stood straight, raised his right hand, and saluted him, which represented the Chinese people's gratitude to the martyrs.

From then on, on this land that they exchanged with their blood and bodies, the people could live and work in peace and contentment, free from the suffering of war.

After putting down his hand, Lu Jingchen turned around and strode into the distance, where Xia Qingxing and the children were waiting to greet him.

Behind him, there was a tombstone without any inscriptions, standing side by side with Su Xiangnan's tombstone, and together with all the martyrs here, it guarded the mountains and rivers of China.

This tombstone was erected by Lu Jingchen for himself on the day Su Xiangnan was buried eleven years ago. At that time, he had made up his mind to die and decided to go to the border to fight.

If he also sacrificed his body for the country like Su Xiangnan, he would be buried here with him. God

treated Lu Jingchen well in the end, allowing him to fulfill his promise and return to his Ah Xi. After all, he was luckier than Su Xiangnan.

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Several decades passed in the blink of an eye. Later, Xia Qingshu and Xia Guyu gave birth to twin sons.

Lu En was already grown up, so Guo Yumei went back to take care of her grandson. Both children were admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University. Su Yang was their tutor.

Xia Qingcao and Su Wan got married at the age of 28 and gave birth to a girl, whose personality was very different from theirs, and even more so than Lu Xiaoxue when she was a child.

After Lu Xiaoxue found out who Xia Qingcao and Su Wan were dating, she made a scene and vowed to marry a man who was ten times more handsome than Xia Qingcao.

I thought she was just talking in anger, but a few years later, she really brought a blond Russian friend home. They loved each other so much that they got married soon and had a mixed-race boy.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Qingxi and Luo Ya had become old people with gray hair.

Over the years, Xia Qingxi had never given up her dream of becoming a famous designer. With her unremitting efforts, the clothes she designed eventually went out of China and went international, and won many international awards.

Her name is well-known even in the Paris fashion world.

Lu En and Su Luo have grown up and have started their own families. Lu

En is now an air force general, and Su Luo has become a diplomat with his eloquence.

Luo Su realized Luo Ya's unrealized dream. She graduated from the Jiefangjun Academy of Arts and became a soprano singer.

After Lu Jingzhen retired, the elderly who did not want to burden their children agreed to move into the courtyard house that Xia Qingxing bought in North City when she was young.

Occasionally, the elder brothers and sisters-in-law from both sides would come to visit and stay here for a few days.

The house is big, with many rooms, and the yard is full of flowers and plants. It is so comfortable to live in. The children and grandchildren would come to see Xia Qingxing and his family on weekends and tell them the latest news.

The other elders were very interested in what they said, but Xia Qingxing didn't seem to be interested.

Once, the youngest grandson asked Xia Qingling curiously:

"Grandma, why don't you play this competitive game? I taught grandpa and he had a lot of fun playing it."

Xia Qingling looked around and whispered in the grandson's ear:

"What you are playing now are all left over from my previous games. Grandma got tired of them decades ago."

The grandson pursed his lips, obviously not believing it.

At this time, Lu Jingchen came out. Although his hair was white, his back was very straight, which was the demeanor of a soldier. He looked at his grandson and said,

"Your grandma didn't lie to you. These are indeed the leftovers from her playing."

The little grandson looked at Lu Jingchen with admiration, but he didn't believe him. He whispered,

"Grandpa is a grandma-con. I'm afraid you believe even if grandma says she is from outer space."

"Don't disbelieve it. Your grandma may really be from outer space." Lu Jingchen looked at his little grandson and said.

The little grandson didn't refute, but just walked away silently, as if he was used to his grandpa's preference for grandma.

After his grandson left, Lu Jingchen couldn't help but hold Xia Qingxing's wrinkled hand, and called her affectionately as he had done for decades:

"Ah Xi." Then he said seriously:

"Thank you for 'landing' beside me that year."

"I want to thank you, too." Xia Qingchen looked at Lu Jingchen and smiled as gently as she did that year:

"You came back to me from the battlefield."

Lu Jingchen promised her that year, "I will dedicate my life to the country and my heart to you." He did it, and he did it very well!

The sunset outside the window was infinitely beautiful. Xia Qingchen gently leaned her head on Lu Jingchen's shoulder, looking at the clouds in the sky and the afterglow of the sunset, which fell on the white hair of the two people, warm and beautiful.

How lucky you must be to grow old together with the one you love!

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Luo Ya sat at the table wearing reading glasses, spread out the letter paper, laid it flat, and then began to write a letter with a pen.

"Xiangnan, good luck with your letter.

The weather is very good here today. It is evening now, the clouds in the sky are very beautiful, and the green onions and garlic sprouts I planted have grown taller.

When I fried the fat pot pork at noon, I used the garlic sprouts I planted. Qingli and the others said it was delicious. Su Luo ate three bowls of rice in a row, and I was afraid that he would get sick.

Haha, he is still as greedy as he was when he was a child. It's up to you.

Because of the fat pot pork, I didn't cook the braised pork again. I told him I would make it next time he comes. Well, actually I didn't make it on purpose, so that he would always think about it and come over often.

Xiangnan, I am now an expert at making braised pork in brown sauce. I will cook it for you when I come over.

I recently found that my hearing has deteriorated. It's the way it is when you get older. There are problems here and there.

But don't worry, they are just minor problems. It's nothing serious.

You don't know that after your fourth brother retired, he has treated Qingxi and me as his soldiers. He "trains" us all day long and urges us to exercise. We can't even take a break."

At this time, outside the yard, there was a shout: "Sharpen the scissors-sharpen the kitchen knives." Luo Ya looked outside and wrote on a paper:

"Okay, Xiangnan, that's all for today. The knife sharpener is outside. I need to sharpen our kitchen knife. When I was cutting meat a few days ago, I felt that the knife was blunt. The knife sharpener never came, but he finally showed up today.

Xiangnan, I'm going to the kitchen to get the knife first. I miss you. "

Luo Ya wrote down the date, put the written letter in the envelope, stood up, took the letter, opened a closet, and put the letter in.

Then she walked out of the room quickly and was about to go to the kitchen. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Xia Qingxi had walked out of the house with the blunt kitchen knife before her and asked someone to sharpen it.

So she turned around and went back to the room. As soon as she walked in, she found letters scattered all over the floor. A white cat, like a child who had done something wrong, ran away from her feet with a guilty conscience.

Thinking It turned out that she was in such a hurry to go out that she didn't close the door of the closet. The cat jumped into the closet and knocked the letters over.

Luo Ya was not angry. She bent over to pick up the scattered letters.

But there were too many letters, thousands of them. After picking them all up, arranging them by date, and putting them in the closet, she was so tired that her back and waist ached.

She even sighed unconsciously. How could she have written so many letters to Su Xiangnan in these years? So many...

After she had put everything away, she took out the letter she had just written and continued to write below:

"Qingxiong went to sharpen the knife. When I came back, I found that the cabinet door was not closed. 'Yunduo' dropped all the letters I wrote to you on the floor. I picked them up for a long time and was exhausted..."

Her handwriting was beautiful. She didn't tell him about any national affairs. The whole paper was full of fireworks. She knew that this was what Su Xiangnan wanted to see.

Over the years, she has been his eyes, watching the lights of thousands of families that he exchanged for his life. Even if she can't hold hands like Qingxiong and Lu Jingchen now, so what?

Seeing or not seeing It didn't matter to her, because to her, he was still alive, living in her heart.

She wanted to live a good life, love the world he loved, see the reunion he didn't see, and see every day of this prosperous era, so that his bravery and his efforts would not be in vain.

Luo Ya looked up at the sunset in the sky, and Su Xiangnan's figure seemed to appear in the clouds.

He was wearing a military uniform, so young, so energetic, and looking at her with a smile on his face, just like he did back then.

The main text is over.

Salute to the martyrs, may the mountains and rivers be safe, and fireworks be normal.

ps: The main text is over, and there is a sequel.