Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

"Your elder brother?"

Jiang Yan nodded, "He's my cousin..."

She didn't know what to say.

Her eldest cousin Jiang Chuanjun died in the north in 1969. The fighting was very fierce at that time. The battlefield was filled with smoke and the positions changed hands several times. Both sides seemed to be caught in a huge meat grinder.

Many soldiers' bodies could not be collected in time, and could not even be buried on the spot.

She only knew that after the battle, the Jiang family received news that Jiang Chuanjun had died.

Li Yuejin fainted at that moment and was sick for more than half a month before he could get up.

My uncle's temples turned gray overnight, as if he had aged by ten years.

Logically speaking, there is absolutely no way this kind of thing could go wrong.

Their family also enjoyed the pension policy and received honors for being a martyr. Even now, her cousin’s name is still on the martyrs’ cemetery!

But how come someone who had sacrificed himself for many years suddenly appeared?

Huang Qiuying was also confused after hearing Jiang Yan's words.

Can the dead be resurrected?

Of course it's impossible.

Is it possible that the list of soldiers who died was wrong due to work errors?

Theoretically, this is possible.

Although verifying the list of casualties is a very important part, there are too many people who died and there are duplicate names, so it is inevitable that there will be errors and omissions.

"If he is really your eldest cousin, then why didn't he come home after the battle?"

Yes, if my cousin were still alive, how could he not go home!

"Maybe people look alike, and I am seeing things?"

Mainly because they looked so similar, Jiang Yan couldn't help but follow.

Huang Qiuying felt a little sorry to see her like this, "By the way, what's your cousin's name? Do you have a photo of him? I can ask around for you, just in case."

"what."

In fact, at this point, Jiang Yan should have given up. Should she accept the fact, or was she wrong? If it was true...

But what if it’s true!

She quickly opened the small bag on her back, took out a pen and paper, and began to draw a portrait of Jiang Chuanjun.

"I don't have a photo of him, but I can draw a portrait of him for you. Sister Huang, you really helped me a lot..."

If she had the chance, she would still like to look for him, even if that person was not her eldest cousin, even if he just looked similar.

If nothing else, she also wanted to give Jiang Chao and his wife some comfort in their lifetime. If there really was someone who looked 80% or 90% like their son, would they feel that life would be easier?

Jiang Yan kept drawing with the pencil in his hand, and soon, a handsome young man with clear eyes appeared on the drawing paper.

Huang Qiuying looked at the portrait and asked, "You look so young. How old was your cousin when he died?"

"twenty one."

Huang Qiuying's eyes turned red, and she tried to hide her sadness, "You, you brought paper and pen with you when you went out?"

Jiang Yan thought, you might as well not change the subject, it's so presumptuous.

"Well, I like to record my life. Sometimes I like to draw whatever I see wherever I go."

"Oh, that's great." What's wrong with Xiao Jiang's brain? He is so good at his major, and he can also draw. Judging from the quality of this painting, he must have studied it for a long time.

"Oh, Sister Huang, what happened today..."

"Don't worry, I understand. I won't tell anyone at work."

Jiang Yan nodded, "Thank you. I'll go back first!"

She stood up to leave, and Huang Qiuying quickly picked up the snacks on the table, "Xiao Jiang, your snacks."

"No need, Sister Huang, don't be disgusted, give it to the children!" Jiang Yan was also a little embarrassed, "I didn't know you really lived here."

The two of them pushed each other back and forth, which was not right, so Huang Qiuying simply accepted it generously, "Okay, Xiao Jiang, thank you."

Jiang Yan walked out of the alley, feeling a little regretful. If she could have been faster, maybe she could have seen what that person looked like.

I went back and bought another snack. When I passed by a state-owned restaurant on the way, I took out a lunch box from my bag and ordered two delicious dishes.

When Jiang Yan returned to the compound, the three members of the Si family also returned home.

It looked like it had just been opened and looked a little tired, but the old man and Si Guangming had a gleam in their eyes, a kind of heroic spirit that was about to break through the sky, as if countless new hopes were right before their eyes.

Jiang Yan subconsciously glanced at Si Lu, who nodded imperceptibly and gave her a reassuring smile.

Jiang Yan immediately knew that the good days would come earlier. According to the calculation, it would be the end of this year or around next year. After all, the trajectory of history did not deviate too much, so it was acceptable.

"Mom, I bought two large dishes, steamed some rice, fried some potato chips and we'll have dinner."

"What vegetables did you buy? Let me take a look."

Jiang Yan opened the lunch box, "Red-braised pork, twice-cooked pork."

"You just didn't eat well at work, so you should make up for it. But Yanyan, you still brought your lunch box with you to the street?"

"Ah." Jiang Yan said, "Well, I'm a little greedy."

Ning Yu was not angry at all. Instead, she thought her daughter-in-law was doing a good thing. "Next time you feel greedy, just tell me and I'll go to the best restaurant to buy it for you. Before liberation..."

She deliberately lowered her voice and mentioned the names of two time-honored brands, "The craftsmanship is unique, and ordinary people can't hire them."

The regret in Jiang Yan's heart was somewhat diluted, "Okay."

The whole family was very happy. Si Guangming and Si Lu went into the kitchen to cook. One was cutting vegetables while the other was frying. The father and son moved very smoothly and cooperated very well. It was obvious that they had done this many times and were very experienced!

Taking advantage of the time before dinner, Si Qianjin started talking about going to the sanatorium.

Jiang Yan agreed to it last time, but it was delayed because she was too busy with the research project.

This time she happened to have a day off, so she agreed without thinking.

"Grandpa, how about we go in the afternoon? After lunch, we can rest for a while and take a nap. I'm sure the nursing home will also have a lunch break."

"Okay! I'll listen to you." Si Qianjin was happy and looking forward to the trip to the sanatorium. He felt less tired.

The meal was ready and the whole family gathered together for a rare meal.

Si Xinnian's condition is obviously getting better. He is still not talkative, but at least he has gained a little weight and looks much more energetic.

"Mom, we are going to the nursing home this afternoon, so I'll have to ask you to take care of my aunt's medicine."

"Don't worry, I know how to fry it. Is it still the original method?"

"Yes!" Jiang Yan said, "Only the herbs have changed, but the decoction is still the same."

"Okay, leave it to me."

After lunch, Si Xinnian and Si Zhen washed dishes in the kitchen, while Jiang Yan went upstairs to rest for a while.

She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep, and the figure kept appearing in her mind.

They were so similar! How could she not care?