During the fight between Chen Jianguo and the opponent, his shoulder was pierced by the opponent's knife, and the knife in his hand directly cut off the opponent's sniper's head.
The mission was over, and the rest of the cleaning was left to the local government. When they came out of the forest, several people carried the injured commander, and Chen Jianguo carried Feng Daqiang, who had already stiffened.
The only sounds in the air were their footsteps and breathing.
After coming out of the woods, they simply washed up at a place arranged by the local government.
When several comrades were cleaning Feng Daqiang's body, a big hole was found on his back.
Chen Jianguo looked at it and burst into tears.
A staff member nearby said, "He has already died two or three days ago. The weather is too hot. I'm afraid he has reached the place you want. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
The staff member choked up and didn't say the following words.
Chen Jianguo said: "Please let his wife see him for the last time no matter what.
We must bring him back intact."
Later, they rented an ice coffin, placed a large amount of ice next to it, and put preservatives inside Feng Daqiang's body, and then they sent the person back.
The night Feng Daqiang had the accident, Li Wenhui woke up from her sleep.
She dreamed that Feng Daqiang came back.
He walked in with a smile and said gently, "Wife, I'm back. The mission was completed smoothly. Please cook me a bowl of glutinous rice balls. I haven't eaten them for a long time."
Li Wenhui suddenly felt a little strange. She smiled and said, "Hey, I'll cook the dumplings for you alone."
But when she got up from the bed and opened her eyes, there was no one around her.
She had severe chest pain and some difficulty breathing.
Feng Daqiang likes to eat glutinous rice balls.
There are many brothers in his family. He ate it once when he was a child. It was sweet and sticky, and he still remembers it to this day.
Now his family is much better off than before, and eating glutinous rice balls is still a luxury for him.
However, a bowl of rice is only eaten once on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Feng Daqiang always couldn’t bear to eat it and would leave it for the children.
Li Wenhui thought that when he came back this time, she would definitely cook two bowls of rice for him.
She came out of the room, feeling strange for some reason.
While cutting vegetables at noon, she accidentally cut her hand, which made her even more panicked.
The three children did not go out today. They sat around the square table doing their homework.
Li Wenhui stood at the kitchen door and felt that the three children were too quiet. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and felt like she was dreaming.
She spent two days in anxiety.
When Tian Wenjun came back from get off work, Li Wenhui was standing anxiously downstairs of her building and saw Tian Wenjun striding towards her.
Li Wenhui asked: "Wenjun, you are back?"
Tian Wenjun asked, "I just got off work. Have you eaten yet? Why are you standing here?"
Li Wenhui said anxiously, "Daqiang and the others haven't sent a letter yet. It's been more than 20 days since they left. I feel very sad.
I dreamed two days ago that he came back suddenly and said he wanted to eat dumplings.
I felt even more uneasy.
You said, they..."
Li Wenhui didn't dare to say the rest.
Tian Wenjun said: "Don't worry, they will all come back."
Li Wenhui was still nervous, she held Tian Wenjun's hand and said, "Do you know which building Political Commissar Zhou lives in?
Would you mind accompanying me? I want to ask about Political Commissar Zhou's situation."
Tian Wenjun said: "Hey, wait for me, I'll park my bike and go with you."
The bicycles were locked at the bottom of the building. After walking a few steps forward, they saw several comrades around them with serious faces coming out from the small room next door.
The door came out.
The two men paused.
Political Commissar Zhou was in a heavy mood and his lips turned pale.
In fact, he knew about this two days ago.
He didn't know how to start.
He could only come to see Li Wenhui after someone was sent back.
Li Wenhui became even more panicked, and so did Tian Wenjun.
Political Commissar Zhou looked at Li Wenhui, with a trace of sadness and sorrow in his eyes.
"Teacher Li, we just wanted to talk to you about something. Please come with us."
A bad premonition slowly emerged from the bottom of Li Wenhui's heart.
Tian Wenjun was the same. She glanced at the people around Political Commissar Zhou, and their faces all looked heavy.
Tian Wenjun hesitated to speak.
These people made way for Li Wenhui, and she couldn't move.
Political Commissar Zhou knew that Tian Wenjun was also worried, so he said softly with a hoarse voice: "Comrade Tian, you should go back first. Jianguo will be back in the evening."
Tian Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded slightly and watched the few people take Li Wenhui away first.
She stood at the gate of the community for a long time before turning around and walking downstairs.
Jiang Wan came down from upstairs, holding a paper bag in her hand. She saw Tian Wenjun and smiled, "Sister, I just brought you some snacks upstairs, and found that you didn't come back. I was about to look for you at the door, and then I saw you here.
Why was Sister Li called away by Uncle Zhou? "
Tian Wenjun felt confused. Looking at their expressions, she wondered if something had happened.
Tian Wenjun was distracted for a moment and didn't hear what Jiang Wanyu said.
She said, "Xiao Wan, let's go back first."
Jiang Wan paused, and the two of them went back home first.
Tian Wenjun asked Jiang Wan, "Have you eaten?"
Jiang Wan smiled and said, “I don’t eat at night, so I just made do with it.
Sister, what's wrong with you? "
"Xiao Wan, I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen to them this time. Li Wenhui was called away, and Political Commissar Zhou looks upset."
Jiang Wan had just peeled off a piece of oil paper that was wrapping the beef jerky when he suddenly couldn't eat it anymore.
There was a moment of silence between the two.
Political Commissar Zhou said that Chen Jianguo would be back soon.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the two of them just sat there quietly.
When it was almost nine o'clock, the sound of a car was heard downstairs, and Tian Wenjun almost ran out of the door.
She ran downstairs panting, and Jiang Wan followed her.
When Chen Jianguo got out of the car, his army green clothes were clean and tidy, and they were obviously new.
However, in the dim light, his complexion looked very bad and his lips were pale and dry.
Tian Wenjun didn't know what was going on and didn't care about anything else. She threw herself into Chen Jianguo's arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
Chen Jianguo felt a pain in his shoulder and weakly raised his hand to gently pat her back.
"Let's go back first."
When Tian Wenjun came out of Chen Jianguo's arms, she was already in tears.
It turned out that during the time he was away, she missed him very much.
If it were at that time, Jiang Dahai, Li Wei, and Zhang Qingdong would definitely make a joke.
But today, they were all too silent.
Chen Jianguo raised his hand to gently wipe away her tears, then took her hand and walked into the corridor first.
Jiang Dahai lowered his head and entered the building.
Suddenly, Feng Xueyan ran out from the side and said in a childish voice: "Uncle Chen, Uncle Jiang, where is my dad?
Why didn’t my dad come back?”
Chen Jianguo and Jiang Dahai paused.
Chen Jianguo could no longer control himself, and his eyes turned red.
He turned around and rushed out of the dark corridor, bent down and picked up Feng Xueyan.
He choked up and said, "Xueyan, Dad will be back soon."
Feng Xueyan was holding a rag doll made by Li Wenhui in her arms.
She said in a childish voice: "My mother missed my father, she came out to look for Auntie Tian, and she hasn't come back yet.
Uncle Chen, can you and Auntie Tian come to our house to accompany us? I’m scared.”
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