On the 2nd day of the 2nd lunar month, Yu Li saw a piece of news.

Reports show that there was a minor friction in southwest my country, which was successfully resolved.

Another piece of news said that the military forces stationed in the south were gradually withdrawing after exercises. Although the reason was not stated, they took away a batch of new tanks and weapons with extremely high lethality, which still made people feel at ease.

Yu Li felt that it was possible that Lu Guanshan had returned.

She prayed countless times in her heart, hoping that he would not be hurt and return safely.

When you are nervous, you are willing to believe anything.

She went to the temple several times, alone, and would kneel before the Buddha for a long time.

In addition, she donated a sum of money anonymously to Liu Biao School for weapons research.

But Yu Li didn't expect to receive a call from Lin Xiaohui suddenly.

Professor Peng fell ill and his condition suddenly became serious.

Yu Li and Lin Xiaohui went to Peng's house to visit Professor Peng.

Professor Peng's children are all studying abroad, and his wife is the only one at home. When Yu Li arrived, his wife's eyes were red.

"Teacher's wife, what happened to the teacher?"

When Yu Li first started studying, Professor Peng had serious health problems. At that time, it was thought that he would not be able to last two years, but Yu Li found a way to treat his body, and he recovered well in the last two months.

The teacher's wife wiped her eyes and went aside with Yu Li and Lin Xiaohui to say: "Your teacher Peng's sister is a soldier. When she married, she was also from a military family. The whole family was sacrificed... Only a pair of children are left. The nephew joined the army, and the niece was admitted to the university, majoring in weapon manufacturing.

Originally, Old Peng said that he would find a partner for his nephew after he came back for the Chinese New Year, and that he would start a family. But who knew... Did you hear the news two days ago? The child died... The body will be brought back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

As she spoke, the teacher's wife covered her mouth and couldn't hold back her tears.

Lin Xiaohui also cried and comforted the teacher's wife: "Please accept my condolences. He is a hero and the pride of our people."

But he couldn't help but curse: "Why do those foreign beasts love war so much!"

Yu Li's heart skipped a beat. She was usually quite calm, but this time she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat!

I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself, it was really heartbreaking!

I can totally understand Professor Peng’s feelings!

Especially since his nephew's family all died for the country, leaving only a girl.

I wonder how that girl will live in the future?

The master's wife wiped away her tears and said, "We haven't had time yet, and we don't know how to tell Zhuzhu about this. When you come tomorrow, please persuade Lao Peng. No matter what, when the child comes back, we, as his uncle and aunt, must take him back."

These words made Yu Li couldn't hold back her tears.

The two tried hard to hold back their anger and tried to persuade Professor Peng.

But Professor Peng himself also came to terms with it.

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to collapse. The development of Chinese medicine still needs me. The patent application has not been completed yet. Zhuzhu will have to rely on me in the future. I can't let her brother go without worrying about him."

Yu Li hurriedly said, "Teacher Peng, we will take good care of Zhuzhu in the future."

This matter really makes me feel very sad!

When Yu Li returned home in the evening, she told Chen Ailan that she would go there in the next two days. When the martyr came back, she would accompany Teacher Peng and his wife to pick him up.

Chen Ailan's eyes widened immediately after hearing this: "Martyr?"

She suddenly became uneasy and worried about Lu Guanshan!

Suddenly I feel that no matter whether it is Chinese New Year or not, the most important thing is to be alive!

Yu Li also felt scared, but she comforted her: "Don't worry, Mom, Guanshan will be fine."

The next day, the remains of the Jiang family martyrs were returned.

Professor Peng was supported by his mother, and his wife couldn't stop crying.

Yu Li and Lin Xiaohui originally wanted to take care of Jiang Zhuzhu.

Unexpectedly, although this girl is still young, only nine years old, she comes from a military family and is very strong.

She didn't cry at all.

Everyone was waiting for the body transporter with sad eyes.

The atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

The crying was so contagious that Lin Xiaohui started to cry too.

Yu Li also felt uncomfortable and nervous, but Jiang Zhuzhu did not cry. She stood in the middle of the road, looking straight ahead.

Until a car drove over and a group of people in army green uniforms got out.

Captain Jiang's body was carried down.

Lu Guanshan walked in front of them personally, holding his belongings...

The cries came one after another, heart-wrenching!

Although Jiang Zhuzhu was the only one left in the Jiang family, all the relatives had come.

"Xiao Jiang! Xiao Jiang! How can you just leave like this!"

"Jiang Yuan! Open your eyes and look, Zhuzhu is still here, your sister is the only one left with you!"

...Yu Li and Lu Guanshan's eyes met for a second, and then they went about their own business.

But tears welled up in my eyes instantly.

When Jiang Zhuzhu saw the man covered by the red flag, she ran over and grabbed him!

"Brother! I've finished my homework! I got into college! Get up and take a look at my admission letter!"

"Brother, I'm learning weapon making! I'll make you the most powerful weapon!"

"You don't want Zhuzhu anymore?! You don't want Zhuzhu anymore either?!"

Jiang Zhuzhu didn't shed a single tear. She hugged Captain Jiang's body tightly and shouted to him word by word.

"I will avenge you! I, Jiang Zhuzhu, will definitely avenge you!"

Jiang Yuan's funeral was arranged, and Jiang Zhuzhu didn't cry.

She stayed at her uncle Professor Peng's house, as if the memorial service had never happened. Her brother was fighting in the war, but he would come back eventually.

Yu Li secretly felt that although this girl didn't cry or make a fuss, the trauma in her heart was often the most serious, and she was afraid that something might happen one day.

But in this kind of situation, no matter what others do, it will not have much effect. She has to go there by herself.

As bystanders, they could comfort her as much as possible.

After Lu Guanshan took care of Jiang Yuan's funeral, he had to go to the military department for a meeting.

Yu Li was waiting for him in the car downstairs.

At this moment, knowing where he is and what he is doing is a peace of mind. Even if you have to wait for a long time, you will feel at peace.

But because of Jiang Yuan's incident, the sadness and heaviness still lingered for a long time.

It scares me just thinking about it.

After a long time, it started snowing outside again.

That familiar tall figure walked out of the military building.

He got in the car, and the two of them really looked at each other.

Yu Li found that she wanted to cry, but also wanted to laugh.

But in the end I still cried.

Lu Guanshan was also feeling very heavy in his heart. He held her in his arms and said in a harsh voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

They are in the greatest danger, yet they still have to apologize to their families for not accompanying them enough.

Yu Li raised her head and looked at his face greedily: "Don't say that, I love you very much, very much! You deserve everything and deserve the best love! You are... the cutest!"

Lu Guanshan wanted to say something, but he felt that the language was so pale.

He held her chin and kissed her hard!

Outside the car, heavy snow is falling, severe winter is approaching, and the end of the year is approaching.

In the car, he almost pulled her into his arms and kissed her until she couldn't breathe.

As they kissed, both of them shed tears.

I really want to live and love hard like this, to be worthy of all the blood and tears!