The leading guard fired a gun, and several huge wreaths were placed in the center of the red carpet.
The sound of gunfire cut through the sky, and amidst the cries of grief were everyone's admiration and sorrow.
The family members who had received the news early and were waiting here began to cry the moment they saw the plane.
An elderly father was supported by someone and walked forward tremblingly.
My mother's temples were covered with white hair. Looking at the photo on the urn, her steps suddenly weakened.
"My son, you didn't bring shame to your mother. Your parents have come to see you off for the last time!"
Her voice was mournful.
Twenty years ago, they were delighted and shed tears of excitement for the arrival of their child.
Twenty years later, they burst into tears again and personally sent their children away.
Everyone present was moved.
Some children cried for their fathers, and some pregnant women cried so hard that they almost fainted.
Of course, the girl was also present at the scene, but she only took a quick glance and left in tears.
In these black urns covered with the national flag, some of the men did not have the chance to marry the girls they loved.
Some people have not yet seen their unborn children, and some will never be able to pay their respects to their parents and see them to their grave.
Ji Qingzhou has lived two lives and understands this kind of pain best. She feels very upset.
In the midst of everyone's grief, the gray sky could not bear the pain of missing each other, and a drizzle began to fall again.
The convoy of cars kept honking their horns along the street.
Everyone was getting wet in the rain, but they always protected the urn in their arms.
Ji Jingshan and Cao Yunzhi were crying on the street, and Ji Qingwan was supporting them.
Seeing Xie Yanbei and Ji Qingzhou in the rain, the whole family was heartbroken.
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