Traveling through Xueba is full of blessings

Chapter 770

On April 28, [-], the Ye family looked the same as usual, yet it looked so different.

Ye Zhiqing and other senior generals had already arrived at the frontline headquarters.

In other words, no one knows what happened on the front line;
No one knew where Ye Boxuan was;

No one knew whether Ye Boxuan was involved in this large-scale battle to pull out points;

No one knew whether he, Ye Boxuan, that stinking and arrogant man survived this day's fierce battle, or died.

……

The radio was playing in the living room, and the TV was turned on. Everyone hoped to get more news about the front line.

It also includes the Xia family.

Xia Aiguo, who was dressed in a suit, looked like he was farming a few years ago.

At that time, he suffered from a backache from work and had to squat at the door of the house. What he lied to his family was: "Smoking a cigarette to relieve fatigue".In fact, his back hurts so much that he can't stand up straight. He tried to stand up but couldn't. He was smoking a cigarette slowly.

And Xia Aiguo, who doesn't have to suffer now, has to take it easy again today.

This time it wasn't his waist that hurt him, it was his heart that hurt him.

Xiao Mao looked at Xia Qiu who was not in the mood to read, Xia Dong who leaned on his chin at the desk and stared blankly, and the three people sitting on the kang with red eye circles.

Listening to the radio, Xiao Mao said:

"Father, we will contribute to the resettlement of veterans in the future."

Xia Aiguo replied: "How many years this war has been fought, I will use all of Xia Muyuan's 20.00% five-year net profit for army building."

There are soldiers in his family, so he understands the true meaning of "soldier" more deeply than others.

The broadcast came: "...[-] hours and [-] minutes to attack the main peak of Laoshan... The two main battalions advanced towards the east mountain of Baheli, occupying more than ten enemy highlands..."

With a "snap", there was a crisp sound. This was the third rice bowl that Song Yaping had accidentally smashed since morning.

She was upset, she didn't want to hear what was taken, who won the battle!What does that have to do with her!She just wanted to know the casualty list!
Song Yaping also knew that she was not in the right state. She took a few deep breaths before pretending to be calm and walked out of the kitchen. She forced a smile to Grandpa Ye who was playing chess and said:
"It's okay, it's okay, my hands are slippery, and I'm safe every year."

Ye Zhixing, the second uncle of Ye, who is in town all the year round, asked for leave when this period came, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's fine."

"Xu Qing! Don't sit there and make tea, you have a bit of work in your eyes, go help sister-in-law!"

Uncle Ye, Ye Zhihua also hurriedly called his wife, and while calling out, while everyone was not paying attention, he blinked at Xu Qing.

This family doesn't need Song Yaping to work, there are even three staff members, but she feels that she can't be idle, her heart hurts when she is idle.

Xu Qing is not convinced by anyone now, she admires Xia Tian.

That girl is not very old, but when something happened, she actually acted calmer than sister-in-law.

Take the children, feed the sick Mr. Song, and then go back to the house and sit at the desk to write something.

Xu Qing knows that no one is more afraid than Xia Tian, ​​and no one can empathize with Xia Tian's heart.

Because she overheard Xia Tian's advice to Mr. Song:
"Grandpa, let's close our ears and eyes, don't look, don't think, don't guess, don't listen, let's wait for Boxuan to come back, this is the most meaningful way."

……

Next to Xia Tian stood two beautiful children in plaid pajamas.

Xiao Wan'er asked, "Mom, what are you writing?"

Xia Tian raised his head and looked out of the window:
"Diary, a diary written for Dad, he has been by your side for the past few years, and he has been with you for several years...

During these days, he doesn't know what you have been doing, what you have eaten, and what you have learned, and he will not be used to it.I will write it down and show it to him when he comes back. "

Noisy sniffing sounds sounded, and Xiao Wan'er suddenly grinned and cried while looking at the soft-faced Xia Tian.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Xia Tian hugged the two children one by one.

Nao Nao let the snot and tears drip to the ground, no matter what Xia Tian asked, he would not answer.

He is so sad, he really misses his father.

Xiao Wan'er cried and accused Xia Tian:

"Mom hates it! Dad hates it too! A few years ago, Dad wrote a diary and said he would show it to you, and now you write it for Dad.

Why do you have to write about us in diaries every few years, why can't you all be around us! "

Song Yaping and Xu Qing rushed into the study, Ye Zhixing and Ye Zhihua were still standing outside the door.

Song Yaping heard Xiao Wan'er crying and questioning Xia Tian's words, hugged her little granddaughter, and finally, finally cried out.

Song Yaping was no longer as calm as when Ye Boxuan was arguing on the battlefield a few years ago, she was no longer in a hurry.

Song Yaping is not the only one who is uneasy, the person who knows Ye Boxuan best will always be the one who holds him in his heart.

Grandpa Song was lying in the house with a pill in his mouth.

Boxuan is not an ordinary commander, but he hopes that he is an ordinary soldier, just follow orders.

His character, his ideals, his lifelong pursuit...

He will definitely rush to the battlefield, and if no one dares to stop him... Mr. Song is in tears.

Xia Tian panicked and grabbed Xu Qing's arms: "Son, son, tell mom, where is dad's diary? Do you know?"

Following the noisy fingers, Xia Tian saw the abrupt shoe box on the bookshelf.Before she saw those handwritings, she had already burst into tears.

damn it!
She had long since changed the habit of not putting money in the shoebox, but he was still waiting for her to find out.

Tears dripped on the letter paper:

"...Mom misses you very much. Crying is a very useless behavior. Talk about things when you have something to do, don't mess around!

If you do it, I will buy you many, many good things when I come back.

Noisy toys, Xiaowaner's floral dresses, mom will buy ten for each of you.

In addition, you must listen to your father's words. When your father and grandma have different opinions, remember to listen to your father! "

……

There are many letters scattered on the bed, every letter, every word, Xia Tian seems to have seen the picture of Ye Boxuan living with his children in those two years.

She hugged Ye Boxuan's diary tightly, and when she finally had the courage to open it, the first page contained Ye Boxuan's free and easy eight characters:
"Death and life are bound together, talk to Zicheng."

Xia Tian murmured with tears streaming down his face:

"Overbearing, even the confession is so overbearing! Why don't you hold your hand and grow old together...Why do you even threaten me in the confession? Threatening me, whether we get together or parting, I have already sworn to you..."

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Ye Boxuan looked at the mountain with an altitude of more than 1200 meters, few roads, deep gullies, steep mountains, and many limestone caves. He thought in his mind that in subtropical regions, the temperature difference varies greatly, and it is impossible to survey tomorrow morning because it will be shrouded in dense fog.

The military doctor wanted to remind Ye Boxuan that the wound on his arm would be unbearably painful, but when he looked up, he found that Ye Boxuan seemed unconscious.

Arriving at the designated location, Ye Boxuan personally led troops to reconnaissance the enemy's situation and survey the road, but the enemy's cold guns caused many people in their reconnaissance team to be injured.

Ye Boxuan pursed his lips. He looked at the mountain, but his heart echoed the words of the leader when he went to the general staff meeting:

"Due to a command error, a large number of people were injured and scattered!"

He clenched his fist tightly, letting the freshly bandaged arm bleed again.

No!

He has to do more surveys himself, the terrain is too complicated, and he has so many "Shen Gang" and "Tong Haoran" under him, he has to be responsible for them, which is the real sacrifice to the spirit of the martyrs!
(End of this chapter)