Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

"sorry!"

The notification made Liu Xicai take a step back. The receiver in her hand fell on the table, making a harsh sound, but she was unaware of it.

"impossible……"

She stared at the phone in a daze, tears streaming down her eyes. She covered her heart with her hands and squatted on the ground.

The suppressed crying continued to come out. The huge sadness made her hands and feet cold and she didn't know what to do.

There was a sound of brakes outside, and a series of footsteps came in from outside.

"mom."

"Auntie."

"Auntie."

She heard the cries of the children, but she seemed not to hear them.

An Yinan hugged Liu Xicai. This strong girl had burst into tears at some point in time.

"Xi Cai..."

Sun Chunhua walked in with her grandson Chen Guohua in her hand, her hands and feet trembling, "Is this fake?"

The Chen family also received a call. Sun Chunhua was smiling, but tears were constantly falling from her eyes.

"Sister-in-law." Liu Xicai walked over and hugged her.

"They were such good people, how could they just be gone? How could they just be gone?" Sun Chunhua finally couldn't help it and burst into tears.

The army just called home, saying that Chen Jia and Yun Qin had an accident during a disaster relief mission. The bodies have been found and are on the way back to Kyoto.

It was like a bolt from the blue for the Yun family and the Chen family. The two mothers were unwilling to accept the reality, but reality was so cruel.

"Did my parents sacrifice themselves?" Chen Guohua looked at his second aunt. Anyone would lie to him or coax him, but not his second aunt.

"Yes, they sacrificed their lives. They are heroes." An Yinan nodded and hugged the teenage boy tightly in his arms.

"Second Aunt, my father said that dying for one's country is an honor."

"My mother said that sacrificing for the country is a mission."

The teenage boy had a determined look on his face, trying hard to hold back his tears. Even though his eyes were red, his clenched fists represented his sadness.

Overnight, his parents died and he was just a child.

"I am their son. I should inherit their spirit, never retreat, never escape, and always move forward."

An Yinan looked at him, and saw that he had grown up overnight.

She held him in her arms, "Where's Second Aunt? Here's Second Aunt!"

If the sky falls, your second aunt will hold it up for you.

The medal of first-class merit is the last commemoration of their lives. Looking at the photo on the tombstone, An Yinan couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. Chen Xun supported her and said, "Let's go."

Such living people, a high-spirited military couple, ultimately gave their lives back to the motherland.

An Yinan took Chen Guohua to live with him. There were two children, Chen Anhua and Chen Anxia, ​​at home. They always stayed around their brother, especially Chen Anxia. When her brother had a nightmare at night, she would hold her brother's arm and her brother would not have the nightmare anymore.

No amount of media praise can bring back the lost family members, and no amount of people’s comfort can soothe the pain in my heart.

They are gone, but they live on in the hearts of many people.

Chen Guohua studied hard and, despite everyone's opposition, resolutely took the entrance exam to military school.

"Grandpa, grandma, your grandson is unfilial."

"I'm relieved that Anhua and Anxia will accompany you in the future."

"But I want to walk the path that my parents have not completed."

"I want everyone to know that the blood of heroes will never get cold."

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