Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

"The fourth brother's daughter is so pretty!" Yu Qing's face was full of joy, his eyes fixed on his brother's daughter. "Hey, how old are you this year? What's your name?"

Yu Qing secretly sighed in his heart. His own family had three sons, his second son's family had four sons, and his third son's family also had two sons. This always made him feel a little regretful.

Fortunately, the fourth son's family now has a lovely girl, who brings him a lot of joy.

Yu's mother also came forward, looking at her eldest granddaughter with a face full of pity, and kept muttering, "Your parents are so ignorant. There is chaos and war outside. How could they let Guaiguai come back alone? What if something happens?"

Jiang Jiyuan stood aside, watching the scene in front of him, feeling a little helpless. They had originally just come to see Yu Ning's family, but they didn't expect to cause such a big misunderstanding.

He stretched out his hand helplessly and pinched his eyebrows, trying to calm his somewhat irritable mood.

Chen Meng, Zhang An and others standing behind him looked at him with sympathy.

They all knew that Jiang Jiyuan must be in a complicated mood at this moment, and must be feeling a bit troubled by this sudden situation.

Yu Jiang and Yu Tao, who were squeezed outside by the crowd, heard that their fourth child had gotten married and had a child outside, and it was the daughter they had been thinking about for a long time.

"Dad, Mom, we can't stay at home yet. It's getting dark. You should take the children and the fourth brother's comrades to the mountains first and make something to eat for them." Yu Qing looked at his parents who were only busy hugging their granddaughter and kissing her, and hurriedly reminded them.

Yu's father and mother finally came to their senses as if awakened from a dream. They quickly responded, then held the child and called Jiang Wenwu and others to walk into the mountains together.

Jiang Wenming and Peng Yongyan followed them, while Zhang An, Jiang Jiyuan and others stayed behind to help the Yu brothers renovate the house.

After Yu's father, Yu's mother, and the others had left, Yu Jiang suddenly seemed to remember something. He reached out, grabbed Jiang Jiyuan's wrist, and asked sternly, "Where is Yu Ning? Who are you?"

Yu Jiang's sudden question stunned everyone present.

The smiles on Yu Qing and Yu Tao's faces disappeared instantly. They stared at Yu Jiang in a daze, obviously confused and puzzled by his question.

Zhang An sighed helplessly, then pulled out a copy of his ID from his pocket and handed it to Yu Jiang, explaining, "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to lie to you. This is our ID. We are indeed Yu Ning's comrades."

Yu Jiang stared at the notebook with wide eyes. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his voice became unusually hoarse. "Where's my brother? Where is my brother now? Is he... is he still alive?"

Jiang Jiyuan stood before Yu Jiang, his face solemn. He slowly knelt down, lowering his head, not daring to meet Yu Jiang's eyes. He said softly, "Last October, Yu Ning...he died."

When Yu Qing heard this, he felt his vision suddenly go dark, as if the whole world was collapsing in an instant. His body was shaking, and if Yu Jiang and Yu Tao had not reached out to support him in time, he would probably have fallen to the ground.

However, even with the support of two people, Yu Qing's legs seemed to have lost support, becoming weak and powerless. He eventually collapsed to the ground, tears falling one by one.

Yu Jiang and Yu Tao's tears also burst out and they couldn't stop them. They couldn't accept this cruel fact. The little brother who had followed them around since childhood, the little brother who was always naughty but lovable, had left them like this.

The three Yu brothers covered their faces with their hands and sobbed, their cries filled with endless grief and sorrow.

When Chen Meng, Xiao Wei and others saw this scene, they all went to help repair the house silently. They knew that no words could comfort the three brothers at this time.

Zhang An walked up to the three Yu brothers and patted their shoulders gently, wanting to comfort them, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't speak.

After a long while, Yu Qing finally stopped crying. He raised his head, looked at Zhang An with tears on his face, and asked with a choked voice, "Was it painful when Lao Si passed away?"

Zhang An took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady. He told the three brothers of the Yu family everything about Yu Ning's sacrifice that day.

After hearing this, Yu Jiang clenched his fists, slammed them to the ground, and roared, "Fuck that little Japanese devil! I will never forgive him!"

"That child is actually the one Xiaoyu rescued? Then she must be related to you?" Yu Jiang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, turned his head to look at the person who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked in a choked voice.

Jiang Jiyuan slowly raised his head and his eyes fell straight on Yu Jiang's expressionless face. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded vigorously.

He said softly, "She is my sister, and he...he unfortunately sacrificed his life to protect my sister. So, letting her be Yu Ning's daughter can be considered a kind of comfort to the two old people."

After hearing what Jiang Jiyuan said, Yu Jiang couldn't help but feel sad.

He was silent for a moment, then said to the two brothers who were sobbing, "Big brother, Third brother, we must not let our parents know about this. I'm really worried that they can't bear the pain of seeing their loved ones die. Let's just treat that child as Xiaoyu's daughter. That way, we can have something for our parents to remember in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qing and Yu Tao nodded vigorously, indicating that they agreed with Yu Jiang's decision.

At this moment, Jiang Jiyuan suddenly spoke up, "My three brothers, from now on, I will be the Yu Ning outside. Every year, I will send money to our parents for their retirement on time and take care of them to the best of my ability."

Yu Jiang rejected it without hesitation: "No need, little brother. Our parents are naturally supported by us brothers. Even if I am gone, we are capable of taking good care of them."

The old couple brought their children to the small corner where they were temporarily living. Yu's mother arranged for her three daughters-in-law to cook. Jiang Wenming pretended to take out fine rice and flour from the bag he was carrying to help cook. Peng Yongyan followed the boys of the Yu family to light the fire and chop firewood.

Yu's mother and father took Jiang Jiyun to talk in the small compartment. Jiang Jiyun directly took out a cloth bag from the backpack that his uncle put down.

"Grandpa and grandma, this is the pension money my parents asked me to bring back for you." Jiang Jiyun told them quietly.

The old couple looked at the heavy bag in the clever child's hand, and seeing the child grinning and trying hard, they quickly reached out to take it.

"Could this be the spoils your father collected on the battlefield?" Yu's father shook the bag and heard a sound from inside the cloth bag.