In the military square, five-star red flags fluttered in the cold wind. A huge and festive arch spanned the entrance, and the slogan "Warmly welcome the triumphant heroes" was particularly eye-catching.
In the spacious auditorium, Qiao Jiangxin and Liu Xinyan, who was holding her child, were arranged to sit in the first row at the bottom.
On both sides of the podium were posted two lines of large characters, "The Pride of the Motherland" and "The Hero of the People", which brought solemnity and dignity to the scene.
Not far outside the troops, military vehicles rolled over the icy road, making dull sounds. When steady and powerful footsteps stepped into the auditorium, warm cheers broke out in the crowd.
The art troupe band played the passionate "Triumphal Song"; the music broke through the cold air and lingered in the auditorium for a long time, carrying excitement and joy.
Seven soldiers, wearing military coats stained with gunpowder, were pushed onto the stage, covered with wreaths.
In the family area, pairs of eyes filled with tears swept across the resolute faces of the soldiers under the brims of their hats on the stage, one by one, and then locked onto them, unable to move away.
An old mother with gray hair in the front row could no longer suppress her inner excitement and staggered toward the stage.
This action seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, and all the family members in the first row stood up and ran towards the stage.
The moment Gu Yunzhou stood on the stage, his eyes searched the crowd and he immediately noticed Qiao Jiangxin who was sitting in the crowd.
She was wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat with a black turtleneck sweater underneath. She had her hair in a high ponytail, and the cold wind ruffled her bangs. She looked up at herself, her eyes full of longing and concern.
Wang Luo was infected by the atmosphere and ran towards the stage with red eyes. Before she got there, she saw Gu Yunzhou coming towards her. She felt even more upset. She had ignored this son for so many years. Fortunately, he came and there was still a chance.
She choked up and said, "Yunzhou..."
Before she finished her words, Gu Yunzhou strode past her and hugged Qiao Jiangxin who was walking up on the stage.
"Comrade Xiao Qiao, I missed you so much."
"Brother Gu, I miss you too, very much."
There were no extra words, but the two of them hugged each other very tightly.
Wang Luo looked at the two people hugging each other dejectedly. Compared with the groups of people gathered on the stage, she seemed a little lonely.
On the other side, Peng Jinggui was crying loudly in Peng Zhihua's arms, reaching out to Liu Xinyan in fear, shouting, "Mom~, ah Mom~"
Peng Zhihua felt his son's resistance and cried even more miserably than Peng Jinggui, "I am the father, I am the father."
Xiao Jinggui didn't listen at all. He leaned over and stretched out his hands in fear to hug Liu Xinyan's neck.
Liu Xinyan also started crying, with all kinds of emotions rushing to her nose. Peng Zhihua held Liu Xinyan and the child in his arms and cried together.
Liu Xinyan touched his cheek with tears in her eyes. One of his ears was missing and there was a scar about 3 by 6 centimeters on his face, which was obviously a burn scar.
"Does it hurt?"
Peng Zhihua touched her head, tears in his eyes, and said in a joking tone, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Besides, it's acquired and won't affect the next generation. Just don't dislike me."
He placed a kiss on her head. "Xinyan, thank you for your hard work. I'm sorry. I said I would protect you, but I made you suffer. Also, thank you for giving birth to such a big baby for me. This will be the greatest treasure in my life."
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