Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

With tears in his eyes, the old man said excitedly: "Thank you, children. These soldiers will definitely feel your kindness."

Qin Huairu said: "Grandpa, we will come here often to take care of these heroes and keep them clean and tidy forever."

The old man nodded with emotion: "Thank you, I thank you on behalf of these soldiers."

As time went by, Han Xiaodong and his neighbors would come to the cemetery every once in a while to tidy up the graves of the soldiers and bring fresh flowers. Every time he saw the wild flowers and the tidy environment in front of the tombstones, Han Xiaodong's heart would be filled with warmth and satisfaction.

One day, Han Xiaodong and his neighbors came to the cemetery again, bringing many flowers and offerings. While tidying up the cemetery, they talked about their admiration for the heroes.

"Han Xiaodong, just think about how brave these soldiers were back then." Liu Haizhong said with emotion.

Han Xiaodong nodded: "Yes, they sacrificed their lives for the country and the people without hesitation. They are really great."

Qin Huairu also said: "Our current happy life is exchanged for the lives of these heroes."

At this time, Bang Geng ran over with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and asked, "Uncle Han Xiaodong, can I put these flowers in front of the heroes' tombs?"

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "Of course, Banggeng, you are a sensible and good child."

Bangteng carefully placed the flowers in front of a tombstone and whispered, "Thank you, heroes."

Seeing Banggeng's actions, Han Xiaodong was filled with emotion and relief. He knew that this admiration and gratitude for the hero would be passed on from generation to generation.

"Han Xiaodong, you are such a good neighbor. You let us do such a meaningful thing together." Qin Huairu said gratefully.

Han Xiaodong smiled and said, "This is also my wish. I hope to do what I can for these heroes."

Liu Haizhong patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder and said, "Han Xiaodong, we will always be with you to pass on this respect."

Han Xiaodong nodded, feeling extremely satisfied and happy. He knew that with these lovely neighbors around him, his life would be even better.

In the following days, Han Xiaodong and his neighbors continued to offer flowers and thoughts to the soldiers' cemetery, and at the same time, they cared and helped each other in life. They knew that this friendship and love would always accompany them through every stage of their lives.

One day, Han Xiaodong met Lao Li in the yard. Lao Li smiled and said, "Han Xiaodong, the factory is going to organize a charity event to plant trees in the forest on the outskirts of the city. Are you interested in participating?"

Han Xiaodong's eyes lit up and he replied, "Of course I'm interested. This kind of activity is very meaningful."

Lao Li nodded: "Okay, then you get ready, we will set off early tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Han Xiaodong and a group of workers set out for the forest on the outskirts of the city, carrying tools and saplings, ready to add more green to this beautiful forest.

Arriving at the destination, Han Xiaodong saw the familiar forest and was filled with anticipation and excitement. He and his fellow workers worked together to dig holes, plant trees, and water the trees. Everyone worked enthusiastically.

"Han Xiaodong, you are really energetic." Old Li said with a smile.

Han Xiaodong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "This is a very meaningful thing. I like it very much."

Before they knew it, a day had passed. Han Xiaodong and his fellow workers had planted many saplings. Looking at the new green growth, they felt a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

"Han Xiaodong, look at this newly planted forest. Haven't we done a great thing?" Old Li said with emotion.

Han Xiaodong nodded and smiled: "Yes, this green will become more and more beautiful as time goes by."

When Han Xiaodong returned home, it was already getting dark. The courtyard was brightly lit, children were playing in the yard, and adults were chatting in groups of three or four. Han Xiaodong walked slowly into the yard, his steps were a little heavy, and the stories of the soldiers in the cemetery were still echoing in his mind. He didn't expect that he would be so deeply moved by those heroic deeds.

As soon as he stepped into the compound, he heard the neighbors' warm greetings.

"Han Xiaodong, you're back! What were you busy with outside today?" Qin Huairu asked with a smile.

Han Xiaodong forced a smile and nodded: "Yes, I went to the outskirts of the city today and saw some things that touched me deeply."

Liu Haizhong came over and asked with concern: "Han Xiaodong, you look a little worried, what happened?"

Han Xiaodong shook his head and decided not to mention the cemetery for now. He didn't want to make everyone worry: "Nothing, I just read some touching stories and I was a little touched."

Qin Huairu saw that Han Xiaodong looked a little serious, and said softly: "Han Xiaodong, if you have anything to say, just tell us, don't keep it in your heart."

Han Xiaodong looked at her gratefully and said, "Thank you. I'm fine. I just feel deeply touched."

At this moment, Banggeng ran over, took Han Xiaodong's hand, and said excitedly: "Brother Han Xiaodong, Brother Han Xiaodong, come and play with us!"

Han Xiaodong looked at Bang Geng's innocent smile and felt a little more relaxed. He said with a smile, "Okay, what shall we play?"

"We are playing hide-and-seek, you be the one to find!" Banggeng said excitedly.

Han Xiaodong nodded: "Okay, then I'll count, you guys go hide!"

Han Xiaodong closed his eyes and began to count, but his heart was still restless. He thought of those young soldiers, and himself, living in a peaceful era, should he also make more contributions to this society?

After counting to twenty, Han Xiaodong opened his eyes and began to look for the hiding children. Banggeng hid behind a big tree, and the other children hid in the corner of the yard. Han Xiaodong smiled and walked over, pretending not to see them, deliberately circling around a few times, and finally found them one by one.

"Haha, Brother Han Xiaodong, you're taking so long to find it!" Banggeng laughed happily.

Han Xiaodong ruffled his hair and said with a smile: "You hid well. Brother Han Xiaodong took great pains to find you."

After playing for a while, Han Xiaodong felt better, but the heavy feeling in his heart still did not completely dissipate. He decided to go talk to Yan Bugui, perhaps talking to him would make him feel better.

"Han Xiaodong, come, come and sit down." Yan Bugui saw Han Xiaodong and warmly invited him over.

Han Xiaodong walked over, sat next to him, and sighed: "Uncle Yan, I feel a little heavy in my heart today, and I want to talk to you."

"Han Xiaodong, what happened? Tell me."

Han Xiaodong took a deep breath and told Yan Bugui everything he had seen and heard in the cemetery today. Yan Bugui was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Han Xiaodong, those soldiers were indeed great. They sacrificed their lives for our country and people. We must always remember them and pass on their spirit."

Han Xiaodong nodded, with a determined light in his eyes: "Yes, Uncle Yan, I also think we should do something to commemorate them."

He smiled and said, "Han Xiaodong, it's great that you have this intention. We can organize some activities in the compound to let more people know the stories of these heroes and pass on their spirit."

"What a great idea, Uncle Yan! We can organize a storytelling event so that everyone can share the stories of the heroes."

Yan Bugui nodded in agreement: "Yes, this will not only allow everyone to understand history, but also enhance our cohesion."

The next day, Han Xiaodong took action. He called the neighbors in the yard and explained his idea to them. After listening, everyone agreed and expressed their willingness to participate.

"Han Xiaodong, this event is really great, we must do it well." Qin Huairu said.

Liu Haizhong also nodded in support: "Yes, such activities are very meaningful, I will definitely help."

Bang Geng said excitedly: "Brother Han Xiaodong, can I tell a story too?"

"Of course, Bangteng. You can tell everyone the heroic stories you know."

So Han Xiaodong and his neighbors began to prepare for this storytelling activity. They collected a lot of information about the soldiers, made simple propaganda posters, and prepared some small gifts as rewards for the children who actively participated.

On the day of the event, the compound was packed with people, all eagerly waiting for the event to begin. Han Xiaodong stood on the makeshift podium, feeling both nervous and excited. He looked at the expectant eyes below the stage, took a deep breath, and began his speech.

"Hello, neighbors! Today we gather here to commemorate those soldiers who heroically sacrificed their lives for our happy lives today." Han Xiaodong's voice was firm and powerful. "Their deeds moved me, and I hope they can move everyone too."

Han Xiaodong recounted what he saw and heard in the cemetery and introduced the heroic deeds of those young soldiers. The audience listened very carefully, and many people had tears in their eyes.

After telling the story, Han Xiaodong invited everyone to share their feelings and thoughts. Qin Huairu was the first to stand up. She said excitedly: "Han Xiaodong, your story touched me deeply. Our current life is exchanged for the lives of these heroes. We should always remember them."

Liu Haizhong also stood up and said affectionately: "Yes, we must pass on the spirit of these heroes and let more people know their greatness."

Next, Bang Geng stood up, his small figure looking unusually determined: "Brother Han Xiaodong, I also want to tell a story."

Han Xiaodong smiled and nodded, encouragingly: "Great, come on, tell everyone about it."