After being drunk all night, Xiao Feng opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling. His head hurt and his spirit was in a daze.

Last night, the few of them drank too much, and even he was still drunk. As for Zhang Yu and others, they were all knocked down under the table by him.

When my brothers drink, they have to have a good time to drink, so they open their arms and drink until two or three in the morning before they ended in a "passive" manner.

There is no way. Except for Xiao Feng who can sit, he can't sit any other person. Even if he wants to drink, he can't drink it.

Originally, Yan Zhipeng said that after drinking, everyone would go to the club to play and find a few female celebrities to play, but later, this idea could not be implemented.

They were drunk and drunk. Even if they could really go to find a female star, they would probably not be able to stand up. And they could even be treated as Yang Guifei if they hugged the sow.

Fortunately, there was a guest room above the hotel, so Xiao Feng asked the hotel to arrange a room alone, and then he went back to the room, threw himself on the bed and fell asleep.

That's right, drinking so crazy, the bitter fruit is coming now, and the pain of the head rising and tearing is really painful.

Xiao Feng finally got up, then relaxed his body, moved his mind to the Dantian, and began to use his mind to relieve the pain of hangover.

Half an hour passed, Xiao Feng opened his eyes. The pain just now had been wiped out, and he was refreshed and refreshed in his body.

Xiao Feng smelled his clothes, which was full of strong smell of alcohol, which made him frown himself. He called the waiter and asked them to take away their clothes and then take a bath in the bathroom.

After Xiao Feng finished taking a shower, he smoked another cigarette and his clothes were sent back. It is worth mentioning that because he was going to come out to drink last night, he specially changed into a casual outfit. After all, it was a bit bad when he came out in a military uniform.

After putting on his clothes, Xiao Feng left his room, ran to the next door, knocked on the door. After a few seconds, the door opened and Zhang Yu rubbed his head and walked out: "Ah, Brother Feng, why did you get up so early?"

"It's getting late, it's already eight o'clock." Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Tell them a few, I have something to do, so let's go first."

"good."

"By the way, I'll drive Dapeng's car away. My military uniform is still in his car. Tell him."

"I understand." After Zhang Yu said that, he slammed the door on the 'bang'. If Xiao Feng hadn't been avoiding quickly, he would have to pat him on the nose.

"Damn, I almost slapped my tall and handsome nose bridge." Xiao Feng cursed and turned toward the elevator.

Because he brought the keys last night, Xiao Feng was not worried about driving or not. He called Zhou Lei and after learning that they were heading to the funeral home, he also drove there.

When Xiao Feng arrived at the funeral home, Zhou Lei and others also happened to have arrived. The entire Longyan team came to see him off for the last journey.

"Instructor." Liuyan noticed Xiao Feng first and stepped forward and said.

"Well, are you all here?"

"It's all here."

"Okay, then I'll change my clothes and you guys go in first."

"good."

Xiao Feng changed into his military uniform and sorted it out before entering the funeral home.

In this life, Xiao Feng has two places he doesn’t want to go to, one is the hospital, the other is the funeral home, especially the latter.

"Big leader, you are here." Xu Dazhuang's father, the old man from the countryside, saw Xiao Feng, and walked over with tears. His turbid eyes were filled with sadness: "I have caused trouble for you all, so many people have you come."

Xiao Feng looked at the old man and listened to his simple words, and suddenly felt a feeling of disheartening: "No, uncle, no trouble, they sacrificed for the country, and we, as comrades, are we supposed to send them a trip."

"Okay, okay, Dazhuang has you good comrades, it's worth it." The old man nodded violently.

"Uncle, Da Zhuang died. Do you have any other children in your family?" Xiao Feng looked at the old man and couldn't help asking.

"Well, I have two sons, Dazhuang is my youngest son."

Xiao Feng then breathed a sigh of relief. If Da Zhuang's family was just the only one, now that he had left, how could he live next?

Even Xiao Feng had an idea just now that if there was no one else in the old man's family, he would take him to Jiuquan and take him to the end of his life.

"Big leader, why? Does the country still need people? My two sons seem to be over the age of age." The old man misunderstood Xiao Feng's meaning.

"No, uncle, don't want anyone anymore." Xiao Feng sniffed. This old man from the countryside really brought him too much touch.

These touches have no gorgeous language, nor do they have anything to do with money or anything else, but they are a selfless contribution.

Xiao Feng knew that if he said that the country still needed people, then the old man would let his other two sons join the army, and he would do so even if he sacrificed his life.

"Oh, oh." The old man nodded, said nothing more, turned around and left.

In his opinion, the time of the leader is precious, how can he waste it on him? It is already a great deal to say a few words to him, the old man, and he dare not waste the time of the leader.

"Uncle, have you gone to see Dazhuang?" Xiao Feng did not let the uncle leave, but held his rough hands full of calluses. These were the hands of a farmer, and even more of the hands of a father.

"Look, I'll go see him." The old man couldn't help but cry: "Three bullets, alas, this guy must have hurt at that time."

Xiao Feng looked at the old man and felt his heart hurt. He pursed his lips and nodded: "Uncle, you have raised a good son. Don't be sad, be proud of him."

Xiao Feng wanted to slap himself hard when he said this. It was too hypocritical. If his son died and someone told him like this, he would definitely beat him up in anger.

The old man showed a smile that was even worse than crying: "Well, I'm a coward in my life and I've done nothing big. Dazhuang's two brothers are also farmers. They farm at home and have no great prospects. Dazhuang will be proud to join the army."

"Uncle, are there any difficulties at home?"

"No, no difficulties exist. Now this society is better. Under D's leadership, we farmers have also lived a good life." The old man shook his head, "Thanks D, thanks to the country."

"In this way, I will leave you a number. If there are any difficulties in the future, you can call me. Is it OK?" Xiao Feng thought for a while and said to the old man.

"How dare you? You are the leader. How dare we deal with you?" The old man waved his hand quickly, a little uneasy.

"Uncle, I'm not a big leader. Just call me Afeng. Besides, this is not a problem, but something I should do."

"Yes, but our family is a family..."

"What's wrong with the farmer family? What's wrong with the farmers?" Xiao Feng interrupted the old man: "If there weren't millions of farmers, then wouldn't the country still be the country? Without the grain that hundreds of millions of farmers worked hard to grow, then would we have such a superior life?"

"You just said that society is getting better now. Actually, I want to say that it is precisely because of the hard work of hundreds of millions of farmers that our lives will get better and better."

The old man looked at Xiao Feng in a daze. After a few seconds, he held Xiao Feng's hand and nodded vigorously: "Big leader, no, child, thank you, thank you, you are a good child."

Xiao Feng felt sad and sighed. In this society, it seems that farmers are at the bottom of society. They have no status, no money, no power, and only work hard every day...

Look, in some big cities, how many people look down on farmers and migrant workers who come out to work. If it weren’t for them, would this city be so prosperous?

They have paid their hard work for the prosperity of this city, but the threshold of the city has kept them out and cannot be integrated...

"Uncle, I will give you my number later. If you have any difficulties in the future, please come to me."

"Okay, okay." This time, the old man did not refuse anymore and nodded vigorously.

Xiao Feng smiled, as if the old man agreed, his heart would be relaxed. He turned his head and looked at the body covered with the five-star red flag in the sea of ​​flowers, and his mood became heavier again.

"Old Xiao, it's almost done. The family members are all here. You can start." Zhao Yue came over and asked.

"Well, what about the others."

"There are no guests, and there is no one except us Long Yan people." Zhao Yue shook his head.

"Who said no, we are here." A voice rang behind them.

Xiao Feng turned his head suddenly and looked at it. When he saw the figures behind him clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Why are you here?"

"We have fought side by side on Kaibili Island, so we are also their comrades-in-arms, aren't we?" Zhang Yu said in a deep voice.

"That's right, they are our comrades-in-arms. Let's send them the last journey." Yan Zhipeng said seriously.

Feng Lin also nodded: "We don't have an official identity, so we come as an individual."

Xiao Feng looked at them and nodded slowly: "Okay, then let's send them the last journey together."

"Um."

Xiao Feng felt a little surprised. Shouldn’t they all sleep in the hotel now? Why did they all come here? However, it’s not the time to ask this now, so I’ll ask later.

"Old Xiao, the family members' emotions fluctuated a lot, let's start." Zhou Lei also came over, crying and shouting there.

"Wait a little longer, the old man hasn't come yet." Xiao Feng glanced at the time, and just took out his cell phone, but a phone call came in.

Xiao Feng looked at the number above and quickly pressed the answer button: "Hey, old man."

"I'll arrive in three more minutes, come and pick me up at the door." The Prime Minister's voice came.

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded and hung up the phone.

"Here you come."

"Well, it'll be here soon." Xiao Feng finished speaking and looked at Zhao Yue: "Everything is ready, it's about to start soon. I'll go to the door to pick up the old man."
Chapter completed!