The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The bright sunshine slowly became hot from the initial lightness. The mist in the morning finally dissipated. The wind blew over the mountain and dried the tears on Ye Jian's face. She looked at her father still holding her mother's tombstone tightly. , has endless things to say.

Birds leaped lightly from the green pine trees that looked like guards guarding the martyrs' cemetery, and a small silhouette swept across the sky, leaving a string of crisp chirping and entering into my father's low and shallow words.

I don't know how long I knelt and I don't know how many words I said, Dad Fu finally let go of his hands holding the tombstone. At this moment, the tombstone was not cold, but had Dad Fu's body temperature, which was a little warm, as if it was warm to Martyr Sun Xueqing's. In black and white photos.

"After talking so much, you must be very annoyed. There's nothing you can do, Hongmei, I have too many things to say to you. You should take care of me a little more like before."

"Yu Sheng can't come to see you often, and I can't come to chat with you often. Every time I come to Yu Sheng, I will talk to you for a long time. It's too lonely and too cold for you to sleep alone in such a cold underground. You have to speak."

"Our daughter Jian'er can't come over to talk to you often, you have to bear a little more, Hongmei, although you left us, our father and daughter still have to bear more from you, will you? I think I'm a little annoyed."

"In the past, you used to say that I was irritable, and you just kicked me when I was nervous. Every time I finished kicking, you asked me if it hurt. I always laughed and told you that it didn't hurt. Seriously...it really hurts."

"You are very strong, and every time you kick, you always like to kick my calf. Even the Jiefang shoes hurt me, a weak scholar."

"I really want you to come and kick a few more times now, saying I'm annoying, now it's a luxury..." Dad Fu, who let go of his hand, did not get up immediately, but wiped the photo of his deceased wife with his own hand, and then Slowly and very carefully wiping the tombstone, "It's all stained with dust, you are a clean person, you can't stand it. I have to clean it for you, otherwise, you will have to scold me for not paying attention to hygiene. In fact, I have always been a hygienic person, but you love cleanliness and you didn't find it."

Dad Fu wiped it very clean, and even the fonts such as "The Tomb of Martyr Sun Xueqing" and the date at the bottom of the monument, such as when was born, and when was sacrificed, were wiped off with his fingers little by little.

After everything was done, Dad Fu looked at Ye Jian, who was kneeling for a long time, smiled at his daughter, and said to his deceased wife: "Hongmei, look at your silly daughter, how long I have been kneeling, she will kneel with me. How long. I repent to you, even if I kneel for a few days and nights, it's all right, but our silly daughter can't bear to be my father, so she must accompany her."

"This kid is smart, but he's honest enough, doesn't he look like you? Look for it, keep walking, and no one will let you be shaken by anyone calling you."

Dad Fu was talking to his deceased wife as if they were talking at home, and waved to Ye Jian with a smile, "Come on, Jane, our father and daughter are here to sit, you sit on your mother's side, I sit on this side, one on the left and one on the right. Talk to your mother again."

Kneeling for too long, Ye Jian still had some pain in her knees when she got up, but she sat on this side with a smile under Dad Fu's gaze.

From early morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, Dad Fu talked for a while, Ye Jian talked for a while, and said a lot of things, and Ye Jian also heard a lot of past events.