Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

The sky was gray and snowflakes were floating gently, decorating the city into a white picture.

From time to time, bicycles passed by, their wheels rolling over the snow, making a "crunching" sound. People held the handles carefully, for fear of accidentally falling.

The children held small wooden sculptures in their hands and played excitedly in the snow, their laughter echoing in the streets.

The snow that had not been cleared in time was trampled into winding paths.

As the year draws to a close, the city is bustling with activity and peace.

Li Xiangyang sat in the courtyard, basking in the sun quietly.

Next to him was a small stool, the one that Aunt Liu often sat on.

At first, Aunt Liu often moved a stool and sat at the door, waiting for a whole day, hoping to see her youngest son in the crowd.

Unfortunately, she never got what she wanted until her death.

Li Xiangyang later heard from Cui Xiulan that Aunt Liu passed away peacefully and did not suffer too much pain.

Until the last moment, she kept looking far into the north, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

"Say thank you to Xiangyang and me. I'm really sorry to bother this kid..."

Aunt Liu left these last words and closed her eyes forever.

Only then did Li Xiangyang understand why he saw Aunt Liu at the ceremony to bring back the soldiers' remains that day.

It turned out that Aunt Liu came to say thank you to me personally.

After Aunt Liu died, Li Xiangyang asked someone to inquire about the whereabouts of her relatives, hoping that she would return home.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard we searched, we couldn't find any clues.

Qin Qiaoer told him that Aunt Liu was lost from her family when she was very young. She later got married and gave birth to six children, but her husband was forcibly conscripted into the army and never returned.

The five sons went to the battlefield one after another and died heroically.

The youngest son also embarked on the expedition this time.

Aunt Liu spent all her savings and traveled a long distance to Sijiu City, just to see her son again with her own eyes.

The package she had been carrying with her was her final relic.

There were only a few medals and a few small red notebooks inside.

Besides that, he didn't even have a decent change of clothes.

Despite this, Aunt Liu still kept these items well, because she knew that these were the last things her sons left her.

It can be said that Aunt Liu no longer has any concerns in this world.

After listening to this, Li Xiangyang was speechless for a long time.

He then reported the matter to his superiors.

When the leader learned about this, he personally wrote the four big words "Heroic Mother" and made it into a plaque.

"The plaque must be sent to the old lady's home. Such a great mother should not be buried!"

"No one knows Aunt Liu's name, and no one can find her relatives. We only know that Aunt Liu seems to be from Guangxi..."

Hearing this, the leader was moved.

He was from Guangxi and his five sons died in the battle. Everything reminded him of that tragic battle.

Even though nearly twenty years have passed, the leader still has tears in his eyes.

"The villagers are looking forward to a better life, so they hand their children over to us!"

There are many people like Aunt Liu.

Maybe they have not been to the battlefield personally, but they have dedicated everything for this country.

"We must do everything we can to find out the identities of the fallen soldiers. We can't let any more Aunt Liu shed tears!"

The leader shouted, "We were all born by our parents, how can we become a tombstone without words?!"

In the end, the plaque and Aunt Liu's relics were properly preserved and sent to a museum for future generations to admire.

These unsung heroes will live on in the long river of time.

Thinking of this, Li Xiangyang couldn't help but look at the small stool beside him.

"Auntie Liu, you have to live a comfortable life in your next life. If you have nothing to do, just do some square dancing. If that doesn't work, you can always queue up with other uncles and aunts to grab eggs..."

As he spoke, he seemed to see Aunt Liu's simple smiling face again.

"Kid, let's go back home!"

"Yeah, we're home, we're all back..."

Li Xiangyang murmured.

.......

Time flies, and the Spring Festival is approaching.

All major factories and schools have been closed for holidays, and there are more and more pedestrians on the streets.

The courtyards also became much more lively, and each household began to prepare New Year's goods and celebrate the New Year.

During this period, something happened that made everyone laugh and cry.

The final results of Liu Haizhong's eldest son, Liu Guangqi, came out, and he ranked among the top in his grade. This made Liu Haizhong very happy, and he kept showing off his eldest son.

Xu Damao and Liu Guangqi were from the same school. Their final grades were not very ideal and they even failed one subject.

With Liu Guangqi’s outstanding performance, Xu Damao didn’t want to be outdone, so he started to have a crooked idea: change his grades!

Xu Fugui, who was unaware of the situation, thought his son had also gotten good grades, so he started showing off to his neighbors.

This made Liu Haizhong very angry. He thought his son was the best in the whole school - except for Li Xiangyang and He Yuzhu. But now, that little bastard Xu Damao also did so well in the exam.

"Xu Damao doesn't look like a good student, does he?"

Unwilling to give up, Liu Haizhong deliberately found Xu Fugui and said that he wanted to take a look at Xu Damao's paper.

Xu Fugui didn't think too much about it and gave him the paper.

As a result, Liu Haizhong really noticed something wrong.

"Hey, this grade has been changed!"

When Xu Fugui heard this, his face darkened.

"Second uncle, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"

Liu Haizhong didn't bother to argue with him and directly took out Liu Guangqi's paper. "Look, the handwriting of the scores is different!"

Xu Fugui took a look and said, hey, it’s true!

"I'm going to beat this little bastard's ass!"

Xu Fugui was furious and immediately returned home. He hung Xu Damao on the beam and beat him with a whip dipped in cold water until Xu Damao cried for his parents.

"Dad, I was wrong, stop hitting me!"

"Snapped!"

"Dad, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I have to go to the park with Xiao Cui tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Fugui became even angrier.

This useless guy just idles around all day and hangs out on the street with little girls. How can he be a good person at all?

"Clap clap clap!"

Throughout the compound, one could hear Xu Damao's screams and the occasional sound of belts.

"This child, Damao, is really hopeless!"

Cui Xiulan shook her head.

Li Xiangyang couldn't help laughing. This Xu Damao is really no different from the original!