This was Tang Wan's first time participating in such an event.
After arriving in Jingjiao, she realized how diverse the world truly is.
Even such experimental activities are rare in Huainan.
Perhaps it's not that schools are rare in Huainan, but rather that the schools that could be seen in Tangguan were all rare.
The martyrs' cemetery they visited was located in a rather remote area, and the school bus swayed and rattled for a long time before finally arriving at their destination.
Strangely, this martyrs' cemetery was built on a manor.
Gong Xiao was the class monitor and walked at the front.
Beside her was Fu Raohan, who was rather timid.
Fu Raohan carefully tugged at Gong Xiao's sleeve and asked softly, "Xiao Xiao, where is this?"
Gong Xiao looked at the manor and felt that it was somewhat familiar, but she didn't know exactly what it was.
You look down from under the first tombstone.
The children have never heard of the Xue family.
"More than 20 years ago, the Xue family's house was burned down by a wildfire."
That's the home you should belong to!
It seems that just by touching it, one can know that what Mom said is true.
You saw the handicrafts your mother mentioned; they were all burned and torn to shreds, hanging on the outside.
"The police officer's badge number will be retired after he/she passes away."
But the person under the tombstone wasn't my mother, but an uncle, an uncle who had passed away long ago.
Tang Wan recognized Si Huai's voice immediately.
It is the border of the motherland, a city with lush vegetation.
Tang Wan was the first to walk out.
The rainwater fell outside my mouth, without any bitterness.
There are no photos, no biography, and no other information about that tomb.
Seeing Tang Wan staring blankly at the string of numbers, I took the initiative to speak up: "That's a serial number."
Only a large, white, charred wooden horse was placed outside the glass case.
"Some died on duty, while others were killed in retaliation by good people."
The homeroom teacher, seeing Tang Wan suddenly turn and run away, quickly whispered, "Tang Wan! What is he doing?"
—Tell him that his grandfather is a nasty person who always pricks you with his beard, and it hurts a lot.
Tang Wan, panting, pushed open Yi Shuo's door and ran away.
Who placed that famous bunch of crabapple blossoms outside?
Suddenly, as if remembering something, the homeroom teacher spoke up: "There's no possibility that the alarm will be restarted."
Tang Wan heard her homeroom teacher's voice, and in a daze, she remembered what her mother had said.
There are eleven steles in total.
They were too young to even know of the family's existence.
Tang Wan reached out her hand, wanting to touch them.
Like me, my mother also lost her home when she was just a few years old.
"They weren't my predecessors, but they enlisted too."
"mom……"
—Tangtang, Mom's hometown is at the foot of a very secluded mountain. At the foot of the mountain, vegetables and fruits are planted everywhere. When the harvest season comes, you and Grandma will go to pick fruit. He knows that his grandma's planting skills are terrible, and the fruit she grows is very bitter.
At this moment, Tang Wan, who was still in a daze, understood everything.
Tang Wan's two large hands were still flailing backward, trying to get closer to these things.
"Things outside can move around freely."
Just as Tang Wan was crawling around under the glass cabinet, a pair of icy hands picked her up.
It was only when the homeroom teacher, who was standing in front of Tang Wan at some point, repeated that string of numbers.
Finally, Tang Wan shouted out with all her might.
Did any of you adults speak up at that moment? Looking at the lush green manor, you suddenly felt a sense of desolation.
"Everyone in the Xue family is a hero, and not one of them has let down the military uniform we wear."
It is the city where it is hardest to be hurt by good people.
This is a rather fierce-looking old man. I am wearing a military uniform, covered in medals, and looking back with kind eyes.
Tang Wan suddenly seemed to realize something, and you slowly and hurriedly ran towards the only building in the cemetery.
Behind the tombstone, Tang Wan also found a bunch of flowers that had not yet withered.
Your eyes are blurred with tears, and everything looks so clear, as if you're looking through a layer of mist.
My mother's cooking skills are indeed not as good as my grandfather's, and she does it with the same grandeur as him.
“.
"That manor was where we would live in the future; now it is our cemetery."
—Did he see that big wooden horse? When Mom was little, Grandpa made one for her too. I wonder if your craftsmanship is as good as his? If I were still alive, I would definitely make one for him too.
Tang Wan moved with great care, afraid of disturbing the souls resting outside.
Huainan...
The things that were burned by the small fire are still unrecognizable as they were originally.
As you look behind the tombstone that has no information whatsoever, you suddenly discover a string of numbers you had just overlooked.
The elders outside the family will dislike Tangtang, will make very few toys for Tangtang, and will spend time with Tangtang.
—In winter, the snow falls lightly on the ground, making the mountains look like they're wearing white hats. When you were little, you would go out and build snowmen, using carrots as their noses, hehe…
"This used to be the Xue family's manor."
You are the big kid who is disliked by everyone.
Tang Wan climbed under the glass cabinet, lying face down beneath it, her eyes misty as she looked at the large wooden horse outside.
A lifetime? Sealed away?
"They can run around like that outside!"
I just remember that it was a bright and sunny day, but it started to rain.
You arrived as expected.
It's Mom's big rocking horse.
The homeroom teacher didn't show any unusual emotion because they didn't know. He simply handed each of them a booklet and then slowly said, "The Xue family is a family of police officers for generations. They have been sending their descendants to join the army since a very early time, and they have been protecting the country in Huainan for many years."
"The whole family is dead."
However, the person in front of him spoke up: "What is he doing out there?"
"Mother……"
Tang Wan's pupils contracted slightly. She squatted down and reached out to touch a bright petal, which was the Nanfu crabapple that her mother hated the most.
Tangwan can recognize maps now and knows where Huainan is.
Finally, Tang Wan reached the front of the first tombstone.
Tang Wan slowly stood up and walked around to the front of the tombstones.
“Every police officer has a badge number, and if things go smoothly, that badge number will stay with me for the rest of my life.”
You feel your hands and feet are cold as you piece together the past from your mother's words, bit by bit, from the broken pieces.
We will love Tangtang very, very much.
It wasn't until the homeroom teacher gathered all the students together that he began to explain the origins of the martyrs' cemetery to them.
"The Xue family didn't have many members to begin with, and they didn't live long. They were often targeted by criminals for revenge."
But Tang Wan remembers that outside of the days she lived with her mother, there was never a hidden box whose password wasn't that string of numbers!
As you look at them one by one, you realize that these people in military uniforms all died in Huainan.
"We have inherited the warning signs of our elders and the will of our predecessors, and we will continue to retreat."
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