Yearning: The loyal family, exposed by their daughter!

Chapter 11 Father's Message!Xiao Ke burst into tears!
silence.

Deathly silence.

When Sun Zheng said these four words.

Everyone present was stunned.

Several girls in the staff covered their mouths in horror.

An extremely exaggerated idea couldn't help sprouting in their hearts.

No one dared to speak out about this conjecture.

Because that's just too crazy.

So crazy that they don't want to believe it!
"Serve the country faithfully! Perhaps this is General Yue Feiyue's true will to stay."

"That's right, this word is a piece of human skin sealed in vacuum plastic..."

But in the end, Sun Zheng still took the initiative to speak out.

When two fragile girls heard the words, they immediately felt their stomachs churning and ran towards the outside of the courtyard.

And all the men just felt the blood surging in their bodies.

They stared at each other, unable to leave the painting for a long time.

loyalty.

Living in a peaceful age, they couldn't fully comprehend what these four words meant to Yue Fei.

However, what their generation read in books is the history of humiliation in modern China.

Perhaps even more shocking than the invasion of Jin Bing.

They also shoulder the mission of serving the country!
"General Yue's entrustment spanning thousands of years, we will never forget!"

In the live broadcast room, I don't know who made such a statement.

Immediately afterwards, everyone started copying and pasting.

My generation will never dare to forget.

And will be passed on forever.

This is not just the task of the Yue Family Army.

It is the mission of all Chinese sons and daughters.

Pan Yang, who only wanted the show to achieve results and gain ratings, burst into tears behind the monitor.

this moment.

Popularity reached 3 million.

But he no longer pays attention to the empty data.

Tears blurred his eyes.

Looking at the monitor and the barrage at the same time, he seemed to hear the shouts of countless people.

readily!

He even had an idea in his heart.

Even if the show ends here, it's worth it.

but……

"Mr. Sun, is this really General Yue's...skin?"

The people present and the audience in the live broadcast room obviously wanted to know more.

After saluting, they even wanted to follow these relics and find the truth of the year.

"Is it important?"

Sun Zheng looked at the staff member who asked the question, and asked calmly.

"As an archaeologist, don't you care about the authenticity of these monuments?"

The staff was very puzzled.

"Of course I care. But this item is different."

"We don't have to judge its authenticity."

"Why?" The staff was unrelenting.

"I can tell you responsibly that this is indeed a piece of human skin."

"So, do you think it is necessary to risk destroying it, take it out, and use modern instruments to test its age?"

Sun Zheng said in a deep voice with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

The staff dared not speak any more.

Because he heard Sun Zheng's voice-over.

This is a piece of human skin!
Who would want to do such a fake?

"So handsome! So this old man is not as weak as he looks!"

"Why can such a person only live in one county?"

"I don't think Mr. Sun is someone who cares about fame."

"Yes, look at his eyes, he really loves history!"

……

Sun Zheng's performance also caught the eyes of the audience.

The audience's impression of him has undergone a subversive change.

This is definitely an upright, qualified archaeologist.

No, archaeologists!

Inside the ancestral house of the Yue family.

After nearly an hour, everyone's mood slowly calmed down.

In Chen Fangbu Renjia's room, there are no secrets to dig out.

The staff of the program group all exited the room and began to prepare the normal program content.

Teacher Huang and Yixing stayed in the house, helping Sun Zheng to re-roll the words "Serving the country with dedication and dedication".

Although this can be regarded as the ancestral training of the Yue family, the story behind it is also very touching.

But when I think about what it is, it's still a little creepy.

Fortunately, this thing itself is equipped with a storage mechanism, as long as it is rolled up and stuck in the buckle on the wall.

However, Sun Zheng, who was in charge of storage, was under a lot of pressure.

Even though the text was already protected by plastic film, he didn't dare to roll it too fast.

He stepped on the stool, always being careful, for fear of making any mistake.

slap.

Sudden.

Just as Sun Zheng rolled the scroll halfway, something fell from the back of the scroll.

Sun Zhengdeng was frightened half to death, afraid that something inside would fall out.

"No...it's okay, right?" Sun Zheng looked down, his hands and voice trembling a little.

"It's okay, it seems... like a Polaroid?"

Yi Xing picks up the things that fell on the ground, startled suddenly.

Photographs are nothing more than ordinary things.

But put it together with this picture, it is a bit nondescript.

He turned the photo over and suddenly smiled: "Isn't this Xiao Ke?"

Xiao Ke in the photo looks much shorter than she is now, with two braids, she looks very immature.

Judging from the photo, Xiao Ke was sleeping soundly on the bed at the time, and someone secretly took this photo.

"I?"

Xiao Ke asked in disbelief, and leaned forward.

It's not that he doesn't communicate with society at all, so he naturally understands what photos are.

But she has never taken a picture since she was a child.

Because Yue Yang never took pictures or used a mobile phone, she also lost a lot of fun that a modern girl should have.

"It's me! I don't even know it!"

Xiao Ke took the photo from Yi Xing's hand, and grinned involuntarily.

Of course, silly boy, you are sleeping!
Teacher Huang patted Xiao Ke's head lovingly, but her heart felt sore.

This photo was obviously taken secretly by Yue Yang.

"Sister Xiaoke, look at the words below!"

Yixing pointed to the blank space under the photo and said.

Xiao Ke looked down, and sure enough there were a few words left under the photo.

The blank space is large, but the words are written very small.

If it weren't for Yixing's sharp eyes, he might not even notice it.

The words written on it read: "Xiao Ke, happy ninth birthday!"

Seeing this line of words, the smile on Xiao Ke's face froze instantly.

A drop of tear secretly ran out of her eye socket.

Immediately afterwards, more tears gushed out of her eyes like a river bursting its banks.

However, she didn't make any sound, she just shed tears silently, looking at the line of small words.

"Sister Xiaoke, don't be sad, your father will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Seeing Xiao Ke's appearance, Yi Xing was very distressed, so he comforted her.

"Yes, Xiao Ke, come here. Wipe away your tears, you'll cry like a teardrop, and it won't look good when you take pictures."

Teacher Huang also echoed, and handed over a handkerchief.

Xiao Ke took the handkerchief, but shook her head and forced a smile: "No, Brother Yixing, Teacher Huang, you have misunderstood."

"Xiao Ke is not sad, Xiao Ke is very happy now!"

(End of this chapter)