When watching veterans walk by, some are straight, some are sitting in wheelchairs, and some are old-fashioned, but Yuan Ning looks at each of the medals, after they are worn on these people, there is nothing in her eyes. The slightest impurity, only seriousness and respect.

Especially with the sound of '唰', under a ray of morning sun, the bright red five stars rose in the wind.

Yuan Ning's eyes were solemn, and she watched silently. Following the flag, her eyes slowly rose until the end.

And Tiansong felt a lot of weight on his chest when he watched the flag raising this time, and it also made his heart fly to Nanyun Province, where he and his brother experienced life and death.

"Brothers, I was wrong. I will come to see you right away." Tiansong's 30 years seemed to have opened up his heart knot. He felt that he really should go back in his own life. If he thinks about it, he hopes that his brothers will come To see him.

The process of awarding honors is not complicated. In Tianmen Square, under the five-star flag, facing the early morning, accompanied by a ray of sunshine, Taoist Master Tiansong received his meritorious service 30 years late.

He smiled, with a hint of relief and a hint of guilt in his smile. As the red flag was raised, he silently raised his hand to salute.

After the flag was raised, his straight body turned to the direction of Nagumo Province and stared for a long time.

Because the next stop, he's going there.

The place where his brother was buried, where many warriors were buried, the distant mountains.

A place that he would not return to for 30 years because he was ashamed.

At this time, his eyes became more and more determined.

"The mountains and rivers are safe, and the world is safe. Veterans don't die, they just wither."

He Yu looked at Daoist Tiansong's appearance, and was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly, all that he had experienced was hard-won.

The same is true for Liu Hu and others, watching this scene silently, without saying a word.

And this scene was faithfully recorded by the camera arranged by Nie Xiu.

Whether it was the veteran who silently watched Nanyun, or He Yu's words.

"Master Daoist, we'll take you to the airport." He Yu glanced at the time. The air ticket was set according to the time of Daoist Tiansong, that is, after the end, he rushed to the airport immediately. It was from Yanjing to Nanyun City, Kunming Province. First flight.

"Send it together."

Nie Qiangjun and Gu Zheng looked at each other and said.

Afterwards, a large number of cars also sent Taoist Tiansong to the airport. There were some heavyweight vehicles driving the road, and the road was very smooth.

Even Yuan Ning and Xia Yu took a taxi to follow, and after thinking about it, Pang Meng also took a taxi to follow.

At Yanjing Airport, many ordinary people looked at Daoist Tiansong's clothes with weird eyes.

Apparently, Daoist Tiansong didn't care about this, as the dull plane engine started, the huge passenger plane took off and flew towards Mingkun City.

Similarly, the clothes of Daoist Tiansong appeared on the Internet along with the videos shot by some passers-by.

However, before many people could comment, Huaguo TV, a documentary-like news, attracted the attention of these people.

"One inch of mountains and rivers and one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young men and one hundred thousand soldiers, the king buried the mud and sold his bones, and sent his life to the world full of snow. There are heroes in every era..."

"A war, the story of a person for 30 years, a person who lived for his comrades and relatives."

"Squad leader of Shenyuan Hero Company, a veteran who is more painful to live than to die."

When a piece of news emerges, the intensity of its dissemination is enormous.

In the distant city of Mingkun, 40-year-old Ning Jie, dressed in business attire, came to the company early after eating. As soon as she sat down, she was attracted by the news that swung the screen.

And it was nothing else that attracted her. The first class of the Hero Company of the Shenyuan Regiment was the class where her father was. When she saw this news, she was taken aback.

"Squad leader? 30 years ago? Dad's squad leader..." 30 years ago, she was nearly ten years old, and she still had some impressions. When she went to visit with her mother, she was very impressed by an uncle who was very kind.

And after that day, she and her mother would receive a transfer of money in the bank every year. They only knew a series of account numbers, but they didn't know who sent it.

But now, she was sitting in the office, watching the news, her hands suddenly trembled.

At the most difficult time in Tianchao back then, she and her mother lived on the money sent by someone, which left a deep impression on her heart. Even after she grew up, the money would still be transferred, a few hundred yuan, a few One hundred yuan, one turn is 30 years.

She checked it curiously, but there was only one first and last account, and she couldn't find the other party at all.

But now, she suddenly understood who this person was, the kind uncle who in her memory, every time he went to the military camp, he took him to play around with him.

Living is sometimes more painful than dying.

Ning Jie saw the news and understood the meaning of the words. She and her mother were like this at the beginning, but now looking at the old soldier looking at the five-star flag, she believes that this veteran is more painful than her and her mother.

For 30 years, that sum of money has never stopped.

This money seems very little to her now, but it is as important as a thousand pieces of gold in her heart.

For 30 years, how could she have no feelings? She never gave up looking for it, but the confidentiality mechanism of the bank information made it impossible for her to find out who this person was.

Therefore, she and her mother never dared to close that account, because this may be the only connection between her and her mother and the mysterious sender.

She was afraid that if she stopped, the money would not come in, and she would have no hope of finding that person who gave charcoal in a hurry.

And now, the mystery that has plagued her and her parents for 30 years has finally been solved.

She watched the news and couldn't put down her phone for a long time, as if she was afraid that the news would be fake after she put it down.

After looking at it for a long time, she slowly put down the phone.

"Uncle Tan..."

In the long memory, she no longer remembers the name, but only remembers that the uncle at that time was surnamed Tan, which made her immediately call Huaguo TV, because she felt that there was a possibility that she could get it from Huaguo TV. Telephone.

Chapter 428

After Ning Jie saw the news, she couldn't sit still anymore and left her office immediately.

"President Ning..."

"Call me if you have something to do, I have something to do."

Ning Jie took a phone, put on her bag, and walked outside.

Because she wanted to tell her mother about this discovery.

That person has been found.

The traffic in Mingkun City is not congested, and it is still very portable. Originally, my home was not far away, but after driving for 13 minutes, I entered a high-end community in Mingkun City.

Stopped in front of a villa.

"Honey, why are you back?"

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