Holding the supermarket in his hand and wearing the age, the rough man is blessed and his wife is be

This kid Xuyang didn't even want to sleep with them at night and insisted on sleeping with Shen Jianfeng.

"Chu Ran, this son is mine." Even his own son didn't show such closeness to him, which warmed the old father's heart.

"Here you go."

"Haha, godson, why does dad like you so much?"

In fact, their current relationship really doesn't care about this title. It can be said that they are inseparable, people in the same boat, and if one of them has a problem, they may be implicated.

"Sister-in-law, you have raised a really good son." Yang Xue said with a smile.

Zeng Liya smiled helplessly, "He used to be willing to be with his father, and he would sleep next to his father at night."

"He likes male elders. This guy will definitely be a straight man in the future. He must be arranged to be married early in the future, otherwise no girl will like him."

"Straight guy?" Zeng Liya asked doubtfully.

"Ah? It's just a way of describing it. It's more direct to say that men don't understand women."

"Yeah, you said Chu Ran was smart and knew a lot, but this son is nothing like him."

"Don't listen to Yang Xue's nonsense. It's not certain yet."

Liang Caixia also laughed and said, "Yes, the child is still young, what can he see? He will get better in the future."

The next day I woke up to the sound of wooden fish.

After breakfast, we went up the mountain again together.

I didn't expect the cemetery to be on a mountain? It would be very difficult to carry the fallen heroes up there, right?
"Master, is this a cenotaph?"

"I carried it up here on my back."

Chen Miao understood. "Master, thank you so much."

The old monk just clasped his hands together and didn't say anything.

After walking for nearly half an hour, we finally arrived at a large open space. There were graves everywhere. It looked very neat.

How big a project is this? A tomb built of stone.

The tombstones are all new, you can tell.

This is because they already know that the country has been liberated and that it is the people's world. That is why they erected monuments for the heroes, so that when someone comes to pay tribute one day in the future, they will know who the hero is.

"Master, thank you." Thanks again.

"This is what I should do."

Everyone got busy and started burning paper and offering incense.

Shen Jianfeng led everyone to kowtow to these heroes, and even the youngest child, Xuyang, followed the adults and kowtowed obediently.

We stayed here for two hours before preparing to return to the temple.

"Master. Sorry to bother you."

"No, benefactor, you came at the right time. The hero rests here. After I pass away, I will rely on you to worship the hero."

"Master, rest assured, I will never let you down."

We are going back today, so we put down all the food. Shen Jianfeng, Xiao Tongran, Chu Ran, Feng Xitong and the other four gave 500 yuan each. It's not that we don't want to give more, but they don't want it. This is what they don't want.

"Master, someone will come to bring you food and supplies every month."

"Thank you, sir. It's not necessary. We can do it ourselves."

"Master, you're welcome. It's just some food. The main thing is that the people who come here are also responsible for delivering messages. If there is any trouble here, we will know it soon."

The group went down the mountain and decided to go to the county town for lunch.

Xiaoxuan still remembers this place. Yunshan and the others also stayed here for a while.

After returning, Shen Jianfeng started to get busy, and Xiao Tongran came back for a rare time, and also went to see old friends.

Yunshan and his classmates in the capital have finished their exams and have already told their teachers that they will not return to school and that an uncle will come to get their books.

I was very excited just thinking about going to see my parents. They were a large group this time and the train tickets had already been bought.

The most excited one was Zikang. He had never been far away from home. All he knew about the outside world was from books and what his younger brothers told him.

It's too hot, and it's a torture on the train. In fact, there are not many people taking the train, not as many as before and after the New Year. Even so, the smell on the train is quite intoxicating.

"Master. What do you think?"

"No problem, don't worry."

I am already over a hundred years old, and to be honest, traveling far away is a burden. But this time I mainly wanted to pick up my grandson.

He had a feeling he didn't have much time.

So I talked a lot with Yunshan and the others in the car.

Now I have more memories and know more about what happened before the Japanese invasion.

"I can now imagine what life was like for Master during that time," said Yun Xin.

“It’s actually a very long time.”

"Master, you were a scholar before? That's pretty impressive."

"It's nothing. It's not difficult to become a scholar. You can definitely pass the exam with your current level."

"Haha, I don't want to be born in that era. It's better to be born now. At least there is peace."

"Isn't it? Otherwise, I wouldn't have become a Taoist priest. I originally wanted to become a monk, but my family didn't agree. They had no choice but to let me practice Taoism at home."

The children accompanied the elderly and all breathed a sigh of relief when they got off the bus in the afternoon four days later.

The children didn't dare to get close to him, for fear that they would make the old man angry.

We all took a deep breath when we got off the bus. Although it was still very hot, it was definitely much more comfortable than on the train.

"Yun Chang."

Although the call was not loud, he could still hear his mother calling him in the noisy train station.

Seeing his mother Yunchang watching them and laughing not far away, he shouted and ran over.

Chen Miao hugged his son who rushed over. All his mental preparation was useless. He had promised not to cry, but at this moment he couldn't hold back at all.

The children all rushed over. She was surrounded by her four sons.

Shen Jianfeng was watching from the side, and to be honest, he felt the most uncomfortable when he saw his wife and sons hugging each other and crying.

A man who cannot provide a stable life for his family feels like a failure.

Chu Ran has already supported the master. The old man's health is really not good. He looks much older.

He was scared, but he knew that he had been deceiving himself all along. It was not until he saw the old man that he felt shocked and regretful.

"Where is my grandson?" The old Taoist couldn't bear to see his disciple's expression.

It is said that the older you get, the more afraid you are of death. He is no exception. It seems that there are too many things he cannot let go of and he feels reluctant.

The train station was not a place for a reunion. Xiao Tongran called everyone to go home.

The children walked in front, talking and laughing. It had been several months since we separated. There were so many things I wanted to share with my brothers.

Chen Miao was accompanying the old Taoist priest and she was also quite frightened. The old man was not feeling well.

They were so close that they noticed their grandparents watching them at the door before they even reached the house.

The four of them would go back to their hometown every year to help their grandparents with farm work and spend the holidays with them.

"We're finally here. Did you suffer on the train? These past few days are even hotter than when we got here. I think it's going to rain heavily."

"Grandma, we're fine. We're calm and at peace. We don't feel that bad. How about you?"

(End of this chapter)