Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

Mu Feng, in the days when I'm not around, please love yourself as much as you love me.

You are already my husband, you are the biggest and heaviest sky in my life.You must always remember to cherish your life, because it not only belongs to you, it also belongs to me and all the relatives who love you.

Mu Feng, please take care!

Spring in Beijing is colder than winter in Province Y.

When Yao Xiaojing went back, it happened to catch up with the gloomy sandy sky, her eyes were dim, the air was cloudy, and it was difficult to breathe.When she left Province Y, she was still wearing the single clothes she had at the base, got off the plane, and was immediately surrounded by biting cold.

Yang Wenjun was waiting outside the military airport. When he saw Yao Xiaojing who was looking tired, he immediately stepped forward to meet him.

"Xiaojing, thank you." He took the suitcase and opened the car door: "The chief of staff didn't tell Madam about your return, so he asked me to pick you up and go directly to Unit 368 to attend Comrade Conway's memorial service. "

When Yao Xiaojing heard this, his expression immediately showed deep sadness.She nodded and got into the car silently, leaning against the door, watching the monotonous and gloomy buildings of the military airport gradually disappearing behind her, and the yellow sandy sky in front of her, which was as dark as her mood, unable to see the sun.

"Uncle Yang, how did brother-in-law Kang die?"

"Conway died in order to cover his comrades during the mission in Iraq." Regarding the specific circumstances of Conway's death, Yang Wenjun also heard it from other people, and it involved confidentiality, so he could not tell Xiaojing too much.

"Did Sister Mengmeng see him?" She didn't dare to imagine Sister Mengmeng's frantic despair when she saw her former lover turned into a cold corpse, and the pain that pierced her heart, even she felt unbearable. Whether it is a wife who loves her husband deeply.

Yang Wenjun said in a sad tone: "Conway's body was too damaged to be brought back, so he had to be buried in Iraq on the spot."

Yao Xiaojing looked at Uncle Yang in disbelief, almost unable to believe it was true.

"Bring it back no matter what you say... Even if there is only one broken body left, that is brother-in-law Kang!" Yang Wenjun's expression was full of helpless sadness: "It is true that I can't bring it back. Chief Gu went to confirm it in person."

Yao Xiaojing slowly tightened her clothes, her heart ached as if being torn apart, her cute sister couldn't even see Conway's body. .

Great sadness welled up in my heart, and I felt sad and deplored for Conway, for the fact that the soul of the sacrificed hero still remained in his hometown.

The sand and dust that enveloped the urban area of ​​Beijing could not find a trace in the 368th troops.The huge base surrounded by green hills, like Province Y, is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, presenting the most simple and purest side before their eyes.

The verdant mountain in the distance was the place where she and Mu Feng made love in the past. The mountain wind blew her thin clothes and looked into the distance. She wondered if Mu Feng was also staring at her silently.

Although they rushed all the way, when they came to the solemn and solemn auditorium, they realized that the memorial service was drawing to a close.

In the auditorium, there were special warfare officers and soldiers standing like green pines crying, relatives of the Kang family mourning in the front row, Chief Gu, and Yao Zhiyuan and his wife who looked serious, Enya who was distraught hugged her mother and cried, Yao Xiaojing He searched all over the place with his eyes, but couldn't find Sister Mengmeng.

where did she goCan't bear the extreme pain in this world?

Amidst the low echoes of mourning, the memorial service ended.

Yao Zhiyuan turned around and saw his tearful daughter standing at the periphery of the crowd.

She looks so sad, and her figure is so thin. I haven't seen her for a few months. She is dark and thinner, but Yao Zhiyuan sees a calm and strong light in his daughter's eyes. This light is Chen Mufeng. What's unique, I didn't expect the two of them to get along for a short time, so that the daughter seemed to be completely reborn, and she quickly transformed into a mature one.

"Dad..." She raised her hand and waved it at him. .

With a palpitation in his heart, he touched the mourning wife beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Yuyan, Xiaojing is here!"

Chi Yuyan was stunned for a moment, and turned her head away without wiping away her tears. Seeing her daughter Yao Xiaojing, who was really thinking about it day and night, running towards them, she couldn't help crying even more violently.

"Xiaojing---------"

"Mom -----" Yao Xiaojing threw herself into Chi Yuyan's arms, hugging her neck tightly, trying to absorb the long-lost warmth from her mother.

Parents often play the role of healing and relieving pain when their children suffer a huge blow, and Chi Yuyan is no exception. At such a sad moment, she wished she could do her best to comfort the injured Mengmeng and Xiaojing.

"Mom...Mom..." Yao Xiaojing whispered, holding tightly the warm hand that Yao Zhiyuan handed over.

The people next to them looked at this scene with emotion, and they guessed that this must be a family that loves each other very much.

After the mood stabilized, Yao Xiaojing asked about Gu Mengmeng's whereabouts.Chi Yuyan sighed and said, "Oh...don't mention it. Your cute sister can't accept the reality of Conway's sacrifice at all. She refuses to attend the memorial service."

Yao Xiaojing pursed her lips, looked at the barracks of the army in the distance and said, "I can understand her feelings. If it were me and I couldn't see my husband's body, I wouldn't believe that he really went there."

Chi Yuyan was taken aback when she heard the sound, and immediately poohed on the ground: "You silly girl, what are you talking about?"

Yao Xiaojing didn't say a word, and silently turned her face to look at Conway's heroic portrait hanging in the center of the auditorium.

Yao Zhiyuan glanced over his daughter's sad face with somewhat complicated eyes, his wife didn't understand, but he understood the heavyness in his daughter's eyes.

Mu Feng and Kang Wei are actually the same kind of people.

They all gave their lives to the country and to the loyal guards of the party.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness cannot have both. It is a seven-foot boy who can sacrifice himself, and be a ghost hero for thousands of years without returning to his hometown.

They are heroes, indomitable military role models!It is worthy of everyone's commemoration and praise.