It was the first time for Tang Wan to participate in such an event.

After coming to Jing Jiao, she realized that the world was so diverse.

Even such experimental activities are rare in Huainan.

Maybe it's not that it's rare in Huainan, but that schools that were once seen in Tangwan were rare.

The Martyrs Cemetery they visited was located in a relatively remote location, and the school bus drove ricketyly for a long time before reaching its destination.

The strange thing is that this martyr cemetery was built on a manor.

Gong Xiao is the squad leader and walks at the front.

Next to her is the timid Fu Raohan.

Fu Raohan carefully pulled Gong Xiao's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao, where are you?"

Gong Xiao looked at the manor and felt something familiar, but he didn't know what it was.

It wasn't until the head teacher called all the students together that he introduced them to the origin of this martyrs' cemetery.

"This used to be the Xue family's manor."

The children have never heard of the Xue family.

They are too young to know that this family exists.

The head teacher didn't show any strange emotions because they didn't know. He just gave each of them a brochure and said slowly: "The Xue family is a family that has been police officers for generations. They have let their descendants do it since a long time ago." Go join the army, and then stay in Huainan to protect your family and country all year round."

"The Xue family doesn't have many people to begin with. They don't live long and are often retaliated by criminals."

"More than twenty years ago, the Xue family was burned down by a wildfire."

"A whole family, all dead."

"Some people died on the job, and some were killed by bad guys in revenge."

"This manor is where they used to live and now it's their cemetery."

"There are eleven monuments in total."

No children could speak at this time. They looked at the lush manor and suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

Tang Wan walked out first.

She looked past the first tombstone.

It was a kind-looking old man. He was wearing a military uniform, with medals all over his body, and he looked ahead with loving eyes.

Tang Wan moved very carefully, fearing that he would disturb the soul resting here.

She looked over one by one and found that those in military uniforms had all died in Huainan.

Huainan...

Tangwanhui knows the map and knows where Huainan is.

It is the border of the motherland and a city with lush vegetation.

It is the city most vulnerable to bad people.

Finally, Tang Wan came to the last tombstone.

There are no photos, no biography, and no information about this tomb.

In front of the tombstone, Tang Wan also found a bunch of flowers that had not withered.

Tang Wan's pupils shrank, she squatted down, stretched out her hand and touched the bright petals. This was her mother's favorite Nanfu Begonia.

Who put a bouquet of nameless begonia flowers here?

Tang Wan quickly stood up and walked around behind the tombstones.

She looked forward along the tombstone, which had no information at all, and suddenly found a series of numbers that she had just ignored.

"387012."

At some point, the head teacher standing behind Tang Wan repeated this string of numbers.

He saw Tang Wan staring blankly at the string of numbers and proactively said, "This is the number."

"Every police officer will have a string of police signals, and if nothing happens, this string of police signals will follow him for the rest of his life."

"When the police officer dies, the police number will be sealed."

lifetime? Seal?

But Tang Wan remembered that when he was living with his mother, there was a hidden box, and the password on it was this string of numbers!

But the person on the tombstone is not my mother, but an uncle, an uncle who has died long ago.

Suddenly, the head teacher seemed to have remembered something and said, "There is another possibility that the alarm will be restarted."

"Even his descendants have joined the army."

"Inherit the warning of our elders, inherit the will of our ancestors, and continue to move forward."

"Everyone in the Xue family is a hero, and no one is ashamed of the military uniform they wear."

Tang Wan suddenly seemed to realize something. She hurriedly ran towards the only building in the cemetery.

The head teacher behind him looked at Tang Wan who suddenly ran away and shouted loudly: "Tang Wan! What are you doing?"

"No running around here!"

Tang Wan could no longer hear the head teacher's voice. In her mind, she vaguely remembered what her mother had said before.

——Tangtang, my mother’s hometown is on a very secluded mountain. The mountain is full of vegetables and fruits. During the harvest season, my grandma and I go to pick fruits. Don’t you know that your grandma’s planting skills are amazing? Too bad, the fruits grown are extremely bitter.

——Have you seen this little wooden horse? When my mother was a child, my grandfather also made one for her. But my craftsmanship is not as good as your grandfather's. If he were still alive, he would definitely make one for you.

——In winter, there will be heavy snow in the sky, and the mountains will look like they are wearing a snow-white hat. When I was a child, I would go out and build a snowman, using carrots as the snowman’s nose, hehe...

——Let me tell you, your grandfather is a disgusting person. He always pricks me with his beard, which hurts me.

At that time, Tang Wan had only vague consciousness and didn't understand anything.

I just remember that it was a bright day, but it started to rain.

The rain fell in my mouth, which was a bit bitter.

Panting, Tang Wan pushed open the heavy door, opened her legs and ran in.

Things that were destroyed by the fire no longer looked like they were originally.

Only a dark, burnt wooden horse was placed in a glass cabinet.

She felt her hands and feet were cold as she pieced together the past in her mother's mouth bit by bit from these broken things.

Tang Wan climbed up to the glass cabinet and leaned on the glass, looking at the little wooden horse inside with misty eyes.

It’s mom’s little wooden horse.

As expected, my mother's craftsmanship is not as good as my grandfather's, and my grandfather's work is not as majestic.

She saw the handicrafts her mother had mentioned. They were all burned to pieces and hung in the innermost part.

Like myself, my mother also lost her home when she was a few years old.

Tang Wan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch them.

It seems that if you touch it, you will know that what your mother says is true.

The elders in the family will like Tangtang very much. They will make many toys for Tangtang and stay with her.

They will love Tangtang very much.

She is not an unloved child.

She arrived in anticipation.

Just as Tang Wan was crawling around on the glass cabinet, a pair of cold hands picked up Tang Wan.

Tang Wan's two little hands were still fluttering forward, trying to get closer to those things.

However, the person behind him said: "What are you doing here?"

"Don't move things around here."

Tang Wan recognized it as soon as he heard it. It was Si Huai's voice.

Her eyes were blurred with tears, and she couldn't see anything clearly, as if through a layer of fog.

Finally, Tang Wan shouted with all his strength.

"mom……"

"Mother……"

This is the home where I should exist!

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good night, everyone.

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