Chapter 322

"Let's see what gifts these little guys gave us!" Sitting on the plane, Nie Fei took out the mp4.

Plug in the earphones, and each of you and Du Feifei have one ear.

Meng Ziqiu, her best friend Licensor and Song Qian performed a dance, followed by He Xing's guitar playing and singing.

"These little guys really look good!" Nie Fei smiled and said, no, they danced well. As for this song, the lyrics have been refilled, and the tune is Lao Lang's " You at the same table".

"Well, they must be in a hurry to prepare this gift, right? Counting from the night we arrived in Chang'an City, there are only three or four nights to make a video." Du Feifei said.

"Just take it as a souvenir and copy it to the computer when you get home." Nie Fei smiled.

"En!" Du Feifei nodded.

"Grandpa, Chuanshu...who are we going to go to?" Nie Fei was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to remember that Grandpa mentioned that Chuanshu had any comrades in arms before!

"..."

Nie Guoxing didn't speak, but turned to stare at the sky outside the window.

Nie Fei tactfully didn't ask again, but his curiosity was still very strong.

Soon, the plane arrived at Shuangliu International Airport.

"Grandpa, shall we go to the military compound?" Nie Fei asked curiously.

"I'm not going!" Nie Guoxing shook his head and sighed, "You book your flight home tomorrow first."

"Ah? Go home tomorrow?" Nie Fei looked at his grandfather in surprise, and found that he was not joking.

"That's right, tomorrow!" Nie Guoxing nodded.

Nie Fei had no choice but to nod his head, and did as Nie Guoxing said, but why did Grandpa come and leave in such a hurry?

It is now at the airport, so it is relatively convenient to book a ticket. Soon, Nie Fei booked the return ticket.

Take a taxi?

Following his grandfather out of the airport, Nie Guoxing seemed to be very familiar with this place, so he took a taxi directly.

"Master, go to the martyr's cemetery in the east of the city." Nie Guoxing said after getting into the car and sitting firmly.

Martyrs!

Nie Fei seems to know the purpose of his grandfather's visit to Sichuan!

Thinking of this, Nie Fei fell silent. No wonder he had to come today and leave tomorrow. It turned out that Grandpa really just came to see his comrades, and left after just one look!
"Old man, are you also a soldier?" The driver asked curiously while driving.

"Yeah, I'm a veteran, and I used to carry guns with Taizu!" Nie Guoxing sighed.

Those old brothers back then, now there are only a few of them left!
"You..." The driver was really surprised by Nie Guoxing's words.

"Hehe, there's nothing you can't say, old man, my name is Nie Guoxing!" Nie Guoxing said.

"So it's you, General Nie!" Hearing this, the driver was in awe. To him, the name Nie Guoxing was no stranger at all!
Founding General!

Nie Guoxing did not answer, but chose to remain silent.

The driver was very tactful and didn't say anything, maybe it was because the driver was afraid of Nie Guoxing's aura?
After about an hour's drive, the taxi finally arrived at the Martyrs Cemetery in Chuanshu City.

Without flowers or fine wine, Nie Guoxing entered the martyrs' cemetery directly.

The footsteps are very urgent, and the walk is very fast.

Nie Fei followed behind his grandfather, for fear that something might happen to him.

"Old fellows, I'm here to see you!" Nie Guoxing came to the highest point of the martyrs' cemetery, where there were graves with names engraved on them.

Nie Guoxing seemed to be talking to himself, talking to the tombstones in front of him, smiling, and then...crying.

During the whole process, Nie Fei watched quietly from the sidelines, and imagined that if he was replaced by himself, would he be like grandpa when he was so old?
After a long time, Nie Guoxing just took a deep breath, and then stood up: "Xiao Fei, bow to your grandpas!" Nie Guoxing said.

"Yeah!" Nie Fei nodded, following Nie Guoxing's words, bowed respectfully in front of these graves.

"Let's go, see what we need to see, let's go to the hotel, tomorrow, go home!" Nie Guoxing said.

"En!" Nie Fei nodded again, followed behind Nie Guoxing, and the group left the Martyrs Cemetery again.

"Grandpa, you..." Nie Fei started, hesitating to speak.

"Boy, grandpa, I'm fine, I'm just a little excited after seeing my old comrade!" Nie Guoxing said with a smile.

"Grandpa, why are all your comrades in Sichuan?" Nie Fei asked a little puzzled.

"Because this is their hometown!" Nie Guoxing said.

"Their hometown?" Nie Fei was a little puzzled, they?Are there so many people?

"There are five people in total, three of them died on the battlefield, and two died of illness on the hospital bed!" Nie Guoxing said.

"Then grandpa, why didn't you bring anything? No flowers, or wine.

"This is a previous agreement between us!" Nie Guoxing said, "Before, when we were all in the army, we made this agreement. No matter who sweeps the grave for whom, come to the grave to tell stories, just talk. As for Flowers or something, it doesn't make sense."

Nie Fei nodded, this is true friendship!
"Grandpa Zhu, Grandpa Peng, and Grandpa He all know this too. This is the last stop of our trip, and you will remember it for grandpa in the future. In the future, after grandpa dies, don't give grandpa anything Flowers, go to grandpa's grave, talk with grandpa, tell grandpa the stories around you, and the current development of our motherland, that's enough!" Nie Guoxing looked at Nie Fei with soft eyes, full of doting.

"Yeah! I understand!" Nie Fei nodded. He didn't say anything else, don't say stupid things. Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, and now that grandpa is old, even with his care, he would I can feel that Grandpa's body is getting worse day by day.

Xie Lan and Du Feifei on the side were secretly wiping their tears. Although they knew that this day would come sooner or later, they still couldn't help but want to cry when they thought of this day coming.

After returning to the hotel, Nie Fei and the others took a brief rest, then went down to have another meal, and the day passed like this.

Nie Guoxing's arrival didn't disturb the local military area, he just went to the martyr's cemetery. Nie Guoxing didn't even visit or ask about the children of these old comrades in arms.

Early the next morning, several people rushed to the airport and left here by plane.

Nie Guoxing really doesn't want to stay here, this is his sad place, buried here is someone worthy of his nostalgia!
(End of this chapter)

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