The state gift is solemn and depressing.

The sky is gloomy, and the trees and grass slopes on the mountain have already revealed a gentle spring light.

At the foot of the mountain, all the soldiers were waiting neatly on the position where outsiders were forbidden to enter.

People who were still under observation were wearing white clothes, but each had a white flower on his arms.

A few hundred meters away from the position, there were thousands of people, ordinary local residents, people who had not been back from here for a long time, and people who came from thousands of miles away. They held flowers representing their wishes and looked up at the monument facing the sun on the hillside.

There are the names of each sacrificed warrior on it.

Under the monument, there are only flowers sent by the masses.

This is the battlefield where soldiers die, and the battlefield cannot provide soldiers with a place to sleep forever.

Some are because of the rules and some are back to their hometown of love.

But there is such a monument that the Chinese people bow their heads and cry at this point, with their names engraved on it, and not far away is the battlefield of victory they have been waiting for for too long.

The three giants have arrived, all wearing black clothes and a small white flower on their chests.

They have to wait, and no one should wait for them today.

Vice Hospital Jing stood under the hillside, and he looked up at Fengmo and looked solemn.

The martyrs have the highest honor behind them, but their families still need this country to make great efforts to take care of them.

Vice Hospital Jing bears a heavy burden on his shoulders.

He glanced at his son-in-law's child who was standing not far behind. It was rare that he could stand still in a serious state.

But this guy was trying to wear black clothes in the morning.

No one could do anything to him, so Teacher Qian convinced him with just one word.

"These martyrs used to fight in the same place with you. You are all soldiers. Can you wear casual clothes when you say goodbye to your comrades?" said Teacher Qian.

Only then did Guan Yin put on the military uniform that he had fought in this hot land.

He felt very guilty. They had fought here together, but his comrades sacrificed him but received commendations and upgraded.

He looked at the very ordinary flower baskets placed in the flower baskets offered by the masses, which he presented to his comrades on behalf of his whole family.

"You have sacrificed, I am still alive, and I still have to struggle. Today's pain will only be left in my heart and cannot be lingered. I'm sorry, we will continue to do some things that have not been done yet, and some things that have not been done perfectly, we will definitely insist on striving. One day, when we meet, I will dance with you with the words "This prosperous age is as you wish." Now, you rest, and we will continue to move forward." Guan Yin silently said goodbye to these strange comrades who had seen each other in my heart.

A long line at the foot of the mountain has come.

In the winding team, there were old people, young people, children, no one talked or cried. Tears had long flooded their hearts. They walked up the hills in the early spring wind.

The red cloth on the monument was unveiled, and every name shining with golden light was shining thousands of lights.

They will surely be integrated with these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

The emperor's eyes were red and shook hands with the soldiers' families one by one.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Don't hold it in as long as you want to cry."

But he always felt that there was something in a mess that couldn't say this.

Until he bent down and squatted down, talking to a child of seven or eight years old.

The emperor said, if you want to say anything, just tell him.

The child lowered his head and choked up.

She shed tears and said that she would never have a father again.

This sentence suddenly made the emperor unable to help it. He didn't care that 3 billion people were still watching the live broadcast and started to whimper on the spot.

Mr. Fang suddenly turned his head, and his emotions that were so rational that he reached the freezing point completely melted in this moment.

There are only the crying of the emperor and the children on this mountain.

But the entire empire was in tears.

"Add it, you have to add it even if you have 100 points!" Netizens who usually follow the keyboard warriors to make fun of them gritted their teeth, their cheeks trembled. Even if their children are going to take the junior high school entrance examination this year, they also said this.

Look at these people who are sleeping on the mountain, touch their conscience and ask if they are still called Jinlunliang or human at this time?

It's a human!

Then don’t guard your own crops by guarding your own harvest.

"Without these people's selflessness, how can we get the stability of the mountains and rivers today? If these brave people still have to worry about the opposition of us, where can we get the peace and prosperity of the country?" Some netizens rushed to the account of the people who set the rhythm and left a message, "You can object, we have to agree."

Even a person with a stern heart cannot face the words of his children.

Even if you can't pass the exam this year, you still have a chance to come back next year.

But the child wants to call his father and get a response. Is there any possibility?

"Add a hundred points does not prove that this is an era of fighting for fathers, but to ask the child to remember that your father is a hero. In the face of interests, I am willing to give way for you!" A father of a senior high school student wrote in tears, "I have made way for the wrong way in the face of difficulties, and I should make way for the treatment. In the face of things that the child wants to call his father and get a response, I think my child will also understand the meaning of giving way. My child should be a grateful person, not a despicable and shameless villain with an ugly heart. How many times have we made a living villain? This time please allow me to be a good person!"

Some netizens also said the repeated sentence many times: "The sand of the times falls on a person's head and is a mountain."

More netizens are concerned about taking care of the descendants of these heroes.

You can't take care of yourself too much, because that will bring the hero's descendants into mediocre or even bad guys.

But it must be made more convenient under necessary conditions.

As a netizen said: "My child has grown up. If you want to buy a house, you can discuss it with me. If you want to have a girlfriend, you can take it home for us to see. There are two people who send red envelopes when they get married. But can these children have this condition? Some people say that anyone has been on the battlefield and they are also heroes. We do not deny this truth, but we oppose pulling people of the same heroes into their own chain of interests to endorse themselves. How rewards depend on the thinking of the whole society, rather than some stakeholders who even talk nonsense keyboard warriors are shouting wildly. We have been calm for so long. Please be quiet. Please believe that the sand of the times has not crushed you, and you will not block your child's path just because you add that little point to the descendants of the soldiers. How cowardly are you to dare to say the three words "unfair"?"

At this time, the keyboard warriors dare not jump out and try to make a move, but they will definitely find some materials to attack after a while.

For example, some bastards will take such treatments as families who care for martyrs to their own homes.

This is even inevitable.

How dark the hearts of some people are, they will not be exposed without being tested by the King of Hell.

The best way to deal with these people is to do business.

Who will do it?

Guan Yin has a new identity and was appointed by the emperor and Mr. Fang as the person in charge of handling related issues.

"One is not allowed to work, and two is not allowed to sign. My only office supplies are two different, one is treatment, and the other is bullets." When Guan Yin left the Forbidden City in the evening, he updated a status on Weibo.

Treatment, to the person who should be given.
Chapter completed!