Song Zhanjin grew up with his grandmother.
Grandma always liked to tell stories about the past, and he especially liked to listen to the heroic stories of his great-grandfather Song Xiu.
When my great-grandfather was a teenager, he went abroad to study with his braids on. He originally wanted to study medicine, but because he was influenced by new ideas, he couldn't bear to see the country broken down and the people living in misery.
So he gave up writing and took up arms, returned home on a cargo ship, and devoted himself to the revolutionary cause without hesitation.
Although my great-grandfather was born into a scholar family, he was very good at fighting, especially his marksmanship, which was almost to the point of being able to hit the target through a hundred paces away.
So even though his grandfather and father are both outstanding people, in Song Zhanjin's mind, his great-grandfather Song Xiu is his eternal god!
At this moment, his god appeared before him. It would be a lie for Song Zhanjin to say that he was not shocked and excited.
Song Zhanjin couldn't believe that his great-grandfather, who had died many years ago, could appear in front of him alive.
What's the big deal about visiting my great-grandfather's grave every year during the Qingming and Winter Solstice?
Song Xiu put his hands behind his back and smiled at his great-grandson who was too shocked to speak, with tears in his eyes.
"Are you Mingcheng's son?"
Song Zhanjin was speechless and could only nod blankly.
"It happened so fast! In my memory, Mingcheng was just born, skinny like a little monkey, lying on the bed in the battlefield tent crying."
"I came back from the battlefield and learned that I had a grandson. I was so happy!"
Recalling those long-ago events, Song Xiu's eyes were filled with tenderness and nostalgia.
"At that time, I was thinking, we must win this war, we must drive those bastards out of our land, and we must let our descendants live in peace!"
Song Zhanjin's throat was blocked and tears fell unconsciously.
He couldn't control his emotions and knelt heavily in front of Song Xiu.
"The battle is won! The battle was won a long time ago!"
Song Zhanjin choked up and said, "Grandpa said that after the war is won, the first thing he will do is go to your grave and tell you the good news."
When the royal army conquers the Central Plains in the north, don't forget to tell your father during the family sacrifice!
I thought my great-grandfather would be able to hear this good news in the afterlife, but I didn’t expect he was still alive!
I have lived in this isolated space, quietly and alone, for decades.
Song Xiu's eyes were also quietly filled with tears.
He lowered his head to look at his great-grandson kneeling in front of him, raised his hand and gently touched his head, saying "OK" several times.
Great! The war is won!
Great! The country is at peace!
Great! Generation after generation, the Song family has always shouldered the mission and served as the most loyal defenders of the country and the people!
Lin Wanjun did not disturb this precious scene.
She quietly left, leaving Great-grandfather to talk to Song Zhanjin alone.
When relatives meet again, they must have a lot to talk about.
There is no concept of time in this space. Lin Wanjun lay on the lawn and took a comfortable nap. When she woke up, the grandfather and grandson were still chatting.
Lin Wanjun walked to the door of the room and heard her great-grandfather asking Song Zhanjin about an old comrade who had fought in the same trench.
After mentioning several names in a row, Song Zhanjin gave answers that made Song Xiu disappointed and sad.
Sacrificed! All of them sacrificed!
The vast landscape of our motherland is magnificent and vast.
But every inch of land was watered with the blood of generations of revolutionaries. They nourished all things with their flesh and blood, waiting for the spring flowers to bloom and the swallows to return.
Song Xiu's expression was slightly melancholy, but more of relief.
He laughed.
"Yes, from the moment we decided to join the revolution, we were prepared to sacrifice."
"In a revolution, how can there not be casualties?"
Lin Wanjun pushed the door open and said, "Although all of my great-grandfather's comrades are no longer alive, I still have relatives in Beicheng, not just my grandparents!"
This reminded Song Zhanjin.
"Yes! Great aunt is still alive!"
Song Xiu was stunned, and a hint of tenderness flashed between his eyebrows.
"Takegakure is still alive!"
Zhuyin, Song Zhuyin, is Song Xiu's youngest sister, a dozen years younger than him. She used to be a female teacher at the North City Girls' School.
"Grandpa, when we return to North City, we'll let you meet your great aunt and reunite you and your brother!"
Lin Wanjun said expectantly.
Song Xiu smiled slightly.
"Okay! Okay! I want to meet Xuchen, too."
Xuchen, Song Xuchen, is the grandfather of Song Zhanjin and the son of Song Xiu.
"I just don't know if they'll be scared when I, a long-dead person, suddenly appear!"
Song Xiu was actually a little nervous.
Song Zhanjin smiled and said, "I wasn't scared, so how could Grandpa be scared? He was seriously ill before and kept looking into the void and calling for his father. We were all scared."
"We thought you were dead, that your spirit had come to take Grandpa away, but who would have thought you were still alive and well in this dimension!"
Song Xiu saw the family photo in Song Zhanjin's hand and the white-haired old man in the photo.
That was his son. In his memory, Xuchen was still in the prime of his life. But in the blink of an eye, he had become so old!
Song Zhanjin handed the photo to Song Xiu.
"Grandpa is already over seventy years old and has suffered many injuries on the battlefield, but he never cried out in pain. He said you once told him that a man sheds blood and sweat, not tears."
Song Xiu stroked Song Xuchen's cheek in the photo, smiling with tears in his eyes.
The child who was babbling back then has grown old!
Suddenly, there was a noise outside.
Lin Wanjun was shocked and didn't bother to say anything more. She pulled Song Zhanjin's hand and hurriedly left the space.
Just as I put the things in the confinement room into the space, I saw the door opened.
Wei Yifu walked in covered in snow and looked at Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin with a complicated expression.
"Come out!"
Is the confinement punishment over?
How long had it been? Why did Wei Yifu come to open the door himself? What happened outside?
Just as they were curious, a loud sound of gongs and drums was heard, making Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin look at each other in surprise.
Why are you beating drums and gongs in the middle of winter?
"People from Hanyang Commune are here! They want to see you by name!"
Wei Yifu frowned and said, "You guys did a great job saving lives and healing the wounded, why didn't you say anything?"
Before Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin could react, several people rushed in and tied the big red flowers in their hands to their chests.
"Let's go! Our great hero who saved the dying is going to accept the Hanyang Commune's thanks and commendation!"
Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin, wearing big red flowers, were surrounded by a group of people as they left the solitary confinement room and walked towards the gate of the cadre school in the wind and snow.
At the entrance of the cadre school, there were not only people beating drums and gongs, but also people dancing yangge and rowing land boats. It was just like the grand scene seen during the Chinese New Year and Lantern Festival.
When people saw Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin, wearing big red flowers, coming over, they all applauded.
"Get out of the way! Make way for the heroes who saved us!"
The crowd spontaneously made way for them, and Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin walked to the open space in the middle, only to see Shi Kai wearing a red flower and looking at them.
Lin Wanjun walked up to Shi Kai, her expression slightly bewildered.
"Doctor Shi, what's going on?"
Without waiting for Shi Kai to answer, Wu Hongxia ran over with tears in her eyes and the child in her arms. In front of everyone, she knelt straight in front of the three people and kowtowed three times.
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