Martyrs Cemetery.

When Yang Xiaotao arrived with Uncle Peng, the ceremony had just begun.

After talking to the uncle, Yang Xiaotao found Du Chuan and others, and then watched the soldiers put the coffin down and buried it.

"Captain Yang, you said, can we come here to accompany them then?"

Xiao Wu suddenly asked, and many veterans around him also looked over.

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head, he didn't know how to answer this question.

"I'm not meant anything else, I just want to be with everyone."

"This time, I don't want to separate from them anymore."

At the end of the conversation, Xiao Wu couldn't stop crying.

Yang Xiaotao could only lower his head.

When Du Chuan heard the sound, he reached out and touched him, came to Xiao Wu, and hugged Xiao Wu's head in his arms.

"Xiao Wu, we can't separate. They are back. This is their home."

"It's our home too."

"From the future, we should come and talk to them often and tell them how good our home is now."

Xiao Wu wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously.

Then, the military horn, which was already covered with patina, was placed in front of the tomb.

"Company Commander, platoon leader, squad leader, and... everyone..."

"I will come to you often in the future, and I will come often."

A touch of strength appeared on Xiao Wu's face, and a color that had never appeared in his eyes.

Not only Xiao Wu, but also Du Chuan, and the veterans present.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao could feel that their spirits were changing.

Their hearts have belonging.

Looking up at the sky, a big sun was in the sky, and the righteousness was so strong.

The ceremony ended, but everyone did not leave.

After walking two steps, Yang Xiaotao and Du Chuan came to a tomb.

Miaomiao and the four of them were looking at the names on the tombstone curiously.

She knew both the Dragon Boat Festival and read it gently, "Hao Ren!"

Yang Xiaotao smiled when he heard this, "Yes, this is a good person."

As he said that, Yang Xiaotao placed the flowers in Dragon Boat Festival hand in front of the tomb.

"Squad Leader Hao, we're here to see you."

"I didn't bring anything, I'll make it up for you next time."

"But you will definitely be very happy now."

Yang Xiaotao said, taking out a note from his pocket, one of which was a little yellow and broken, and there were dry blood stains in one corner.

There are two strings of numbers written on this note, which are so vague that they cannot see clearly.

But Yang Xiaotao was engraved in his heart.

"Squad Leader Hao, they are back."

With thousands of words, Yang Xiaotao can only say this.

Then take out the lighter and light the paper.

"I did what I promised you."

Li Qing stood aside, Xiaoguai in his arms was already asleep, his eyelashes blinked, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

Du Chuan sat carefully in front of Hao Ren's tomb, reached out to touch the stone tablet, and wiped it from time to time.

Yang Xiaotao stood up, then bowed with Miaomiao and the other two, then nodded to Li Qing and walked to the other side.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Dragon Boat Festival looked the same around, and his eyes were curious.

Yang Xiaotao picked up his two daughters and said, "Go and see another uncle."

Miaomiao held the flower, "Is he a great hero too?"

"Well, he is a very powerful hero."

"Is he very powerful?"

"Well, it's amazing, even better than dad."

"So he is big?"

"Um..."

After a while, Yang Xiaotao came to the tomb of the Bobcat.

The fourth little girl looked at someone standing there in front of the tomb and looked back at her father.

When Yang Xiaotao saw the man, his pace accelerated.

Hearing the footsteps, Yang Zhi turned his head and happened to see Yang Xiaotao.

The two approached and hugged each other hard.

“When did you come back?”

"I just came back shortly after I came back, come and have a look."

The two patted their shoulders, and did not get distant because of time, nor did they get distant because of different status.

"I don't rush to leave this time, go to my place to sit."

Yang Xiaotao said enthusiastically, but Yang Zhi smiled bitterly, "No, there is still a task in the afternoon."

"So anxious?"

Yang Zhi nodded with a silly smile on his face, "The mission is coming, it's God."

"That's my life."

At this time, Yang Xiaotao discovered that there was a hole on Yang Zhi’s cheek. It should have been a while since the wound was seen.

"Don't ask, I won't say anything."

Yang Zhi spoke first, with a free and easy expression.

Yang Xiaotao was speechless and reached out to hammer the other party's chest, "I said you are not young, it's time to give way to the people below."

"When the time comes, we will come to our ninth division. Lao Liang said last time that he will be short of a special forces chief instructor."

Yang Zhi still smiled, and then said with some emotion, "If I come back this time, I will apply to withdraw. Then I will go to you."

Yang Xiaotao was not very happy after hearing this, but became more and more solemn.

“This time it’s dangerous.”

Yang Zhi shook his head, "When is there no danger?"

Yang Xiaotao frowned, but Yang Zhi changed the subject and looked at the four children behind him.

"Is this yours?"

Yang Xiaotao also calmed down, "Yes, they are all from my family, and there is still one who has not been confinement."

"Miaomiao, you have come here to meet Uncle Yang."

Miaomiao led her sister to come quickly on Dragon Boat Festival.

"Uncle Yang."

"Hello Uncle Yang."

Yang Zhi's face was full of joy.

"This is Miaomiao, the name Yang Jianhua."

"This is Dragon Boat Festival, Yang Zengyi."

"These two are twins, Yueyue and Rongrong, Yang Jiayue and Yang Jiarong."

Yang Xiaotao introduced that he had the pride of an old father on his face.

Yang Zhi met the little guys one by one, "It's so old, this time passes so fast."

"Yes, with children, I feel that time passes quickly."

Yang Xiaotao stood beside him, and Miaomiao placed the flowers in front of the tomb.
To be continued...