Yang Rui can not see the mind of Uncle Sam, he read three children read tightly, the old people in the village are also like this, do not want to be with the children how many?I just don’t want to put an extra burden on the child.

"Don't worry, uncle, you won't add any trouble, go everywhere to take care of you!"Go this time, just look at the two little ghosts of the past and the lily!”

When it comes to the past and Li Li, the face of the uncle suddenly came with interest, "I have heard the three children say, your children have two, the uncle and the villagers in the village want to see, that is, there has been no opportunity!" 」

"So, this time you go first, wait a while I take them home with me, and then I will hold a wedding at home!"

“All right, all right!This is good!Holding a wedding in your hometown, it can be lively, let the villagers in the ten-mile and eight-town countryside come to see, and our two dogs have a good time!”The uncle smiled, and he regarded Yang Rui as his own son in his heart.

Such a simple family, so that Yang Rui in the lack of father and mother love in the childhood life, can find a hint of comfort.

How many people live for the name, for the sake of profit, and ignore the people around them, from a small loss of their parents love Yang Rui, deeply understand that relatives for him, more precious than anything else.

He is not a saint, just an ordinary person who values feelings more.

A person, if there is no relatives, lovers and friends, even if standing at the peak of martial arts, how, no one to share his joy and achievements, is bound to be a tragedy.

In the sun, there are many strongholds belonging to the king of the earth, and many forces are gathered, Yang Rui is not in a hurry to go to various strongholds, but with the title of survey, go where he wants to go.

Fang Dawei, Cai Chengbing, members of the second regiment of the two ninth military regions, nearly four years, almost forgotten in his mind, but at the moment of returning to the sun, quietly appeared in his heart.

The former smile, he also clearly remembers, two ordinary Chinese soldiers can no longer be ordinary, the former would rather die of their own thirst to leave the rest of the water to them, the latter, is in the sniper gun ray aimed at Yang Rui's head, without hesitation to choose to block the bullet for him.

No regrets in this life, into the summer.

He was fortunate to be born in such a country, with such a compatriot, iron bones, heroism.

The strength of the Z country cannot be separated from their defense.

He contacted the troops and obtained the addresses of the two families.

One from the countryside, one from the city, but with the same awareness, the consciousness of the soldiers, is admirable.

Township, Guangming Village.

His home, his home.

The mountains are full of terraces, countless garden fruits.

It is like an isolated world.

“Who are you?”

The boy carried the back of the raft, holding a cut knife in his hand, the back of the dome full of grass and wild vegetables, he blinked big eyes, curiously looked at him, a black robe of Yang Rui, dressed more like ancient clothes.

“Are you here to film?”The boy asked curiously.

Yang Rui smiled and shook his head, “Little boy, what’s your name?”

“Tian Jun!”He answered.

"The army, is a good name, do you know the Fang family, Fang Dawei's house?"He asked tentatively, the big village, every family to find, is too troublesome.

The boy frowned slightly, “Who are you?Why look for him?”He has some vigilance.

“Don’t worry, I’m his friend, come and see his family!”

“Warriors?”The boy was excited, and his eyes suddenly opened a lot, "Uncle, you are a soldier, an uncle's comrade?"He was very surprised.

"Grandma Zhou, Grandma Zhou, the army came, is Uncle Wei's comrades!" he shouted, the short leg took a rapid pace, the back of the back can not stop shaking, across the field when planted a follower, the face is covered with mud, but still can not hide the joy of his small face.

“Grandmother . . .”

The farther away the voice went, Yang Rui hurried up, and the people in the village ran out, and his eyes stopped on Yang Rui's body.

There is fear and fear.

Walking through a small hill, Yang Rui heard a sob.

He looked strangely and surprised, and the boy in the back of the moment was leaning against a stone monument, wiping tears.

Seeing this scene, Yang Rui's eyes were inexplicably moist.

The villagers all came over, Yang Rui always they asked to know that there was only one old mother in the family, his father went early, he was a revolutionary martyr, he inherited his father's will, and he went to join the army.

Not married, not he can't marry, but he does not want to marry, who's the girl is not the treasure of the family?He is kind-hearted, single-mindedly in the country, not like a girl who has failed people.

Even if the girl is willing to wait, he does not want her to wait.

His mother left the following year after Fang’s death, and her only sister was married elsewhere.

The old man waited for his son for five years, waiting for his son to return in uniform, but he did not think about it, full of expectation, waiting, but the news of his son's death.

Zheng Jun told Yang Rui that the old man was walking with a smile, and when he left, he said: "Big Wei is to help his comrades-in-arms and sacrifice for the country."

It is an honorable military family.

Yang Rui sat in front of the monument for a long time, like depression, Fang Dawei, Fang Taiping, Zhou Wenjun.

The father is a face of perseverance, the mother is a face of love, half squinting, like a smile, looking at the black and white photos on the stone, his nose and eyes slightly sour.

Want to leave a sum of money to the villagers, hope that they can do a good job of the family's grave, the simple village people refused Yang Rui's good intentions, the Fang family is the pride of their village, do not use Yang Rui said, they will do so.

Many ordinary people are worthy of respect, at least these villagers are.

Yang Rui found four large stones in the village, carved four stone carvings, and banned the stone carvings on the four sides of the village, so that this beautiful village could be protected from the intrusion of evil spirits.

At the same time, he left a few contact information, so that the villagers have difficulties to call, in this turbulent years, always just in case.

Leaving the village of Light, he began to head to his next destination.

To the city.

Cai Chengbing's home is toward the northern gate of Tiancheng, more than 100 kilometers away from this, and now Yang Rui's foot, more than a hundred kilometers for him, not a distance, a few cigarettes of kung fu, he came to the city of heaven.

“No. 59 North of the City Road.”With his mouth low, Yang Rui's eyes swept back and forth in this bustling city, the streets of people came, and the crowded intersection came the fragrance of restaurant meals.

The open-air hot pot, in this snowy winter, has become a beautiful landscape.

(End of this chapter)