The ghost knocking on the door was so loud that he got beaten up by the neighbor!

The little girl Yingying put a bear blanket on him, but he didn't open his eyes.

But the innate spiritual consciousness had already sent a gentle smile directly to the little girl Yingying, making her giggle in front of her eyes.

Sun Weiguo watched from the side. Although he couldn't see Jiang Yan, he was relieved that Yingying could smile so happily.

Sun Yingying played beside Jiang Yan for a while.

"Yingying, go in with grandpa and meet the elders in the garden." Sun Weiguo saw that it was getting late and shouted to Sun Yingying.

When Sun Weiguo shouted, Sun Yingying reluctantly left Jiang Yan's side.

"Big brother." Her little braid swayed, and she turned back in three steps, "Yingying is going to play, you can't fall asleep again."

"Grandpa said that if you fall asleep outside, the cold wind will blow into your belly!"

Jiang Yan was amused by her serious look.

If he hadn't been in a state of cultivation and couldn't stop and couldn't use the [Safety Talisman], he would have given it to this kind little girl right away.

But don’t worry.

The little girl told him that she would come again tomorrow.

Jiang Yan's spiritual consciousness has been locked on the grandfather and grandson, watching their family happiness.

"Grandpa, grandpa! Blessed butterflies!" After entering the cemetery, Sun Yingying saw the bright flowers in bloom and the circling butterflies. She became joyful and ran around.

I stretched out my hand to catch the butterfly but couldn't catch it, and almost fell down.

The little girl was in pain and sat on the ground, her mouth pouted, her cheeks bulging, and her big eyes gradually moistened.

A picture of someone about to cry.

Sun Weiguo just watched happily, neither helping nor coaxing.

Instead, she encouraged Sun Yingying with a smile: "Yingying, you have to stand up on your own."

"There are many, many uncles here, and they are watching you."

"They were the bravest people who fought for this land back then. Yingying will be laughed at if she cries like this."

Sun Yingying pouted Lao Gao.

Putting his hands on his hips, he groaned: "Grandpa, you say that every time."

"Uncle and uncle won't laugh at me!"

"I won't get up! I'm going to cry!!"

Sun Weiguo tried hard not to think about his granddaughter's leukemia.

Let the facial muscles bring up a big smile, for fear of affecting Yingying's mood: "There are so many statues of uncles and uncles here. They must be laughing at you. If you don't believe me, just ask."

Somewhere~~~

Rely on the statue.

The heroic spirits who had been watching the bickering between the grandfather and grandson laughed out loud.

He laughed and scolded: "This old Suntou is so evil. He puts the blame on us every time. Hahaha, I can't wait to pick this little girl up and take her for a spin. Why am I willing to make fun of her?"

"What a cute doll. I think Lao Sun's teaching method is too rigid. Female dolls must be pampered and pampered. We didn't have this condition before. Now that the country is rich, everyone has to be a little princess. It’s better to keep it.”

"Yes, Lao Suntou's idea is too old-fashioned, but, looking at this female doll every day, the air feels sweet. It's so rare."

Sun Weiguo and Sun Yingying stared at each other with big eyes.

One stood and refused to help, while the other sat pouting and refused to get up.

When there is a stalemate.

Three naughty boys aged five or six were laughing and playing around a statue of heroic spirits.

Holding a water gun filled with water in their hands, they used the statue as a cover to dodge and shoot at each other with a smile.

Have fun.

A lot of water spray has sprayed on the statue.

Lao Sun frowned.

He couldn't bear to see such an occasion, so playful and playful, and even pointed the water gun at the statue, which was very disrespectful to the sacrificed heroic soul.

"Xiao Zhao."

With his hands behind his back, Sun 900 Weiguo walked up to Zhao Ming, a neighbor who was watching the three children playing, a gentle middle-aged man.

"Eh!?" Zhao Ming turned around and saw that it was Sun Weiguo. His tone suddenly became respectful, "Mr. Sun, you are here too. It's getting cold. Are you cold? I'll put on my coat for you."

He carefully noticed that Sun Weiguo was wearing a yellow vest, and he subconsciously took off his coat.

Zhao Ming respected this old man from the bottom of his heart who had fought for Kyushu through blood and fire.

He knew clearly that Mr. Sun's family were loyal and loyal.

The old man himself carried a gun and fought in a war, and even broke his leg because of it.

The old man’s only son, a serious college student, did not hesitate to become a firefighter. In the face of the fire, in order to save the little girl who did not escape and lost her parents, he rushed into the sea of ​​​​fire risklessly. The child was rescued, but he Never came back.

That little girl is Sun Yingying.

The old man treated Sun Yingying as if he were his own child, which hurt his bones.

Moreover, Zhao Ming also knew that Xiao Yingying suffered from leukemia inherited from her parents. The fire was actually her parents who felt that life was hopeless and wanted to make a fire and take the whole family away from the world.

Zhao Ming visited such a heroic family every now and then, for fear that if the old man needed anything, no one would be able to help.

Sun Weiguo waved his hand and his expression softened.

"no, I'm fine."

He said with a straight face, "Old man, I rely on my old age to show off my old skills, so I can give you a few words."

"Children are not sensible, and adults like you are not sensible either. This is the Martyrs Cemetery, not a park. Children are playing around. How can you shoot these statues that symbolize the souls of heroes with a water gun?"

"They were shot less than that, weren't they?"

Zhao Ming felt ashamed when he heard that, and said: "What the old man said is that I was busy with work just now and was negligent."

"This is really inappropriate! I immediately asked them to put the things away and give the statue a good clean."

"It's my fault as an elder,"

"Fortunately, Mr. Sun woke me up."

Zhao Ming quickly walked over, put away the water guns one by one, and gave a few naughty children a good lesson.

I have repeatedly emphasized that we must respect the heroes and martyrs.

"Give the statue a good wipe down."

Zhao Ming took off his coat and handed it to these naughty nephews.

In the dark, the heroic soul watching all this gave up.

Somewhat annoyed.

"Hey, this old grandson really deserves a beating! The kid is just making a fool of himself, and the whole day he is putting on a sad face and doing shit. Aren't we still here?! Who told you to stop the kid from playing? of!!"

"I think this little chubby guy is pretty good, hahaha, he's so accurate in attacking me all at once. He has the same demeanor as I did back then. I'm sure he'll be a good soldier in the future. Old Sun is blind every day." , If your child loses interest in guns, I will smash the windows of his house one night."

"Made, isn't it just for watching this that I fight life and death? The more fun you have, the better. The more I feel that it was worth dying in the first place! Old Suntou is really, I don't know what to say about him."

"Hey, hey, don't cry. Let me tell you. Old Suntou is a bad guy and makes little fat guy cry when he is having fun. I want to give him a kick. Who said the cemetery can't be used as a park? , I went back and suggested to the park authorities to put up a sign to tell everyone that I just love to watch fun, and I was working hard just so that everyone could laugh and play in peace!"

Little Fatty, who had just played with the water gun and hit the statue, was really crying.

Zhao Ming had a very serious attitude in this area, which made him burst into tears.

Boys also have tempers. Even if Zhao Ming wants to beat him, he will never do it.

It’s not that I don’t want to.

Simply being stubborn and wanting to fight your parents to the end is a matter of manly dignity!

This time.

Zhao Ming also had a headache.

You can't do it forcefully.

That's the stupidest way to teach a child.

Sun Weiguo has one head and two heads.

I also don’t know how to put it.

at this time.

After falling down just now, Sun Yingying had been sitting on the ground with her little mouth open and she was about to cry.

Suddenly his little hand touched the ground.

Standing up unsteadily.

Swinging two braids, Da Da Da ran to the statue that was hit by the water gun.

He pulled up his sleeves and wiped them silently.