If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

The Wei family is located in an old manor on the outskirts of Beijing. The bright and warm sunlight shines through the doors and windows onto the floor of the first-floor living room, and the gentle breeze brings a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

The young men of the five most prominent families in Beijing's top circles, namely the Bai, Wei, Zhou, An and Yu families, gathered together, their laughter filling the air.

A group of young people, in the absence of elders or older brothers and sisters, were in different postures. Some were lazily leaning on the sofa, some were leaning against the cabinet, and they gathered in twos and threes, some were laughing and playing, some were discussing the current situation, some were discussing cooperation projects, and there were even a few smaller ones who sat in a circle and held a small meeting, secretly thinking about how to avoid the "iron fist" education of their older brothers and sisters at home after the end of the semester.

In short, this group of young people, who are either noble and elegant, or serious and steady, or cunning and witty in public, are now without elders, brothers and sisters, and outsiders. They don’t know how to stand or sit properly, but one can see the closeness and trust that they involuntarily reveal to each other from their gestures.

"Miss Wei, is this how the flower is tied?" Yu Yazhi leaned over and stuck directly to Bai Nuo, holding a red silk flower in her hand. The flower was tied crookedly and in strange shapes.

"Oh, are your hands like pig's trotters? How can you be so clumsy!" Bai Nuo rolled his eyes without any courtesy. It was a pity that this guy was a sharp-tongued diplomat who made foreign ministries wary of him. He had a sharp tongue but was very clumsy with his hands.

"Dahuazhi, why don't you try it with your mouth? I feel your mouth is more powerful than your hands!" An Mianyan, who was standing next to her, leaned over and stabbed his cousin again without any hesitation.

"You little lamb, you're asking for a beating!" Yu Yazhi casually stuck the ugly red silk flower on Bai Nuo's head, turned around and pounced on An Mianyan.

"Oh my god!" An Mianyan flipped over the back of the sofa swiftly, and then did a backflip to avoid the "iron fist" swung by Yu Yazhi.

"Dahuazhi, be careful. Tomorrow is Wei Xiaoniu and Meng Xiaopang's wedding. Do you want us to attend with two disfigured faces?"

"That's not necessary." A young man sitting cross-legged at the tea table by the window spoke quietly, his eyes full of lazy playfulness. "After all, your faces are not as important as the reputation of our five families. I'm afraid the old ladies in the family will directly send you to stand guard in the kitchen."

"An Rong!"

"beat him!"

The two sisters reconciled instantly, all it took was a mouthful of An Rong!

Fang Meng, who was leaning against the opposite side with a bold posture, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. He honestly trimmed the silk flowers in his hands while saying with disdain: "Serves you right, you're so rude."

Suddenly, a light, slow, yet elegant and steady sound of footsteps came from upstairs, and Bai Nuo and Fang Meng stopped at the same time.

"Silence!"

"It's grandma and grandma!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously. The next second, the group of young people, previously unruly and disorganized, suddenly became serious. The young women sat dignified and graceful, while the young men looked dignified and behaved with composure. Their every gesture and movement fully displayed the demeanor and upbringing of children from aristocratic families.

Wei Xianhong and Liu Yilin appeared on the wooden stairs, one on the left and one on the right. They lowered their eyes and smiled helplessly.

After the reform and opening up policy, the Chinese people no longer had to be as cautious as they were in previous years. The Wei family's classical manor, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened its heavy doors again.

This manor was originally a birthday gift from the old man of the Wei family to his most proud granddaughter, Wei Xianhong, and it carries the family heritage and deep affection and high hopes.

The manor was built in the early years of the Republic of China. Old Master Wei specially hired a famous design team from abroad at a high salary to carefully build it. Every brick and tile incorporates the essence of European classical architecture.

From the carved patterns on the Roman columns to the curved lines of the arcades, from the stained glass windows to the marble steps, every detail exudes an elegant charm that transcends time and space.

Today, this manor full of time and warmth was personally given by Wei Xianhong to her treasured granddaughter as a wedding gift.

In some mysterious way, it felt like a ritual transcending time and space, a silent transmission of the warmth of blood. This manor wasn't just a residence; it was a monument to emotion, silently proclaiming the unparalleled, profound love that generations of the Wei family have for their most cherished young generation.

"Grandma, grandma, Ann!"

"Grandma Wei, Grandma Liu, An!"

The younger generations changed instantly and stood up one after another. Some were elegant and generous, some were steady and dignified, and some were well-behaved and polite as they nodded to the two old ladies who were walking slowly towards them, fully demonstrating the education and etiquette of the children of aristocratic families.

Liu Yilin smiled helplessly and turned her head to look at her close friend who had grown up with her. "They're just like us brothers and sisters back then. Without the elders and siblings to look after them, they're all like little monkeys."

Wei Xianhong's lips curled slightly: "It doesn't matter. There must be some life in the house. With their elder brothers and sisters looking after us, no matter how much trouble they make, it won't cause any trouble."

They weren't the kind of staid, conservative patriarchs who wouldn't even allow them this little freedom. The atmosphere at home would be too depressing. Furthermore, these children were measured and never betrayed the family's dignity and reputation.

"How are the preparations going, Niuniu, Xiaomeng? Although tomorrow is your wedding, there's no need to be too nervous. Times are different now, there aren't so many formalities."

"Yes, grandma. We are almost ready. Grandpa told us yesterday that we should wear military uniforms to complete the formal ceremony, and then change into cheongsams or suits when toasting or serving tea." Bai Nuo sat upright on the single sofa, his tone soft and gentle.

Fang Meng, who was on the other side, knelt on one knee and poured tea for the two old ladies with skillful movements and polite manner.

Wei Xianhong nodded with a smile: "Just follow your grandfather's arrangements. You are not only children of aristocratic families, but also soldiers of the country. It is only natural for you to wear military uniforms for your wedding."

Liu Yilin took the teacup from his grandson, stroked his cheek with one hand, and spoke in a loving and gentle tone: "The wedding is tomorrow. In the afternoon, you should go to the cemetery with Kaixuan to talk to your mother and mother, and make them happy."

Fang Meng tilted his head and rubbed his grandmother's palm, a smile on his face. "I know, Grandma. Dad just called, and we're going to leave now to meet him. My two brothers will also come with us."

Liu Yilin nodded with a smile. Her little grandson had always loved to act like a spoiled brat. No matter how mischievous he was outside, he was always well-behaved and attentive in front of her, which made her inevitably dote on him a little more. Fortunately, his older brothers and sisters at home were all sensible and especially protective of this little brother.

"Go ahead, and be careful on your way. Don't worry about the wedding banquet, Xiaoguang, Yazhi, Xiaozhen and the others will help arrange it."

"Yes, grandma!"

Fang Meng and Bai Nuo went upstairs to change into new military uniforms, and then drove to the East Suburb Martyrs Cemetery.

The cemetery is quiet, neat and solemn. Those buried here are heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country. There are special people to maintain and clean it. Even if some of them have no descendants to visit them, the tombstones will not be left covered with dust.

In front of a row of tombstones in the middle of the third area, there were five figures in neat military uniforms standing.

Before them stood two tombstones side by side. The sky, which had been bright and sunny an hour ago, now turned dark and gloomy, shrouding the entire cemetery in a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

"Mom, Aunt An, we are here to see you." Bai Nuo squatted gently between the two tombstones, with a smile on his face, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

"Mom, Aunt Man, Niu Niu and I are married. We got the marriage certificate yesterday and the wedding will be tomorrow. How about it, your youngest son is so successful, he finally married this precious baby of ours!" Fang Meng squatted on one knee, looking at the two mothers with a smile, one hand gently placed on Bai Nuo's head, his smile as bright as the sun.

If I could ignore those red eyes...

"Don't worry, the two of you. Your son promises to take good care of our precious little girl. He will pamper her, protect her, and never let her suffer any injustice."

"By the way, you all don't know, I'm a very obedient and well-behaved son of yours, but my pocket money is a little low. It used to be two dollars a month, but now it's much better, only twenty dollars a month. Although prices have gone up a bit, it's enough for me. Even with this, I still get two or three times more pocket money than my married comrades. Anyway, our baby is very good at making money, so we don't lack anything at home."

There are five people in a family, three of them stand side by side at the back, and two of them squat at the front.

The four of them listened together as another one naggled to his mother, complaining about the "evil deeds" of his father and brothers, repeating that he would listen to his wife, and talking about his aspirations and promises for the future.

At some point, the surroundings suddenly became quiet again.

The five of them faced the cold tombstone. They had come here with so many words and so much yearning, but now it felt as if they didn't need to say anything at all. It was as if just by standing here, they could already read all their feelings.

A cold wind blew by, and the little girl squatting in front suddenly smiled gently and raised her hand to touch her mother's name on the tombstone.

"Mom, Auntie An, our country will get better and better, and this prosperous era will eventually be as you wish. One day, our country will be so powerful that no one dares to bully or offend."

"We will do our utmost to protect this land and will never let the sacrifices of Mom, Auntie An, and the countless uncles and aunts who have sacrificed their lives be in vain."

"Mom, Auntie An, please rest assured. We will carry on your legacy, using our bodies as shields to protect the country and our hearts as blades to safeguard the nation's borders. Not an inch of our vast territory will be moved!"

"Mom, Aunt Man, please rest assured. We will carry on your legacy, using our bodies as shields to protect the country and our hearts as blades to safeguard the nation's borders. Not an inch of our vast territory will be moved!"

As soon as the words fell, the two men stood up simultaneously, their postures as straight as pine trees and their eyes as sharp as torches. They raised their arms in the most standard military salute.

At that moment, no more words were needed, all the promises and inheritances were condensed in this silent raise of the hand.

A gentle breeze blew, gently caressing the eyebrows and cheeks of the two children, just like a mother's hand gently caressing her children.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from behind, breaking the silence in the garden.

"Blood vine, golden dragon."

Leng Rong ran quickly to Bai Nuo and Fang Meng with a command document in his hand, his expression solemn and stern.

Not far behind them followed Jin Zicheng, Hong Chuangen and Tao Jianhua.

They had originally planned to go to the Wei Family Manor together to help, but as soon as they left the military district gate, they received an order from their superiors to go into battle.

A cold and powerful voice rang out in the cemetery.

"Applying for the Fang Regiment. Multiple armed conflicts have occurred along our border with Vietnam, and Vietnam has repeatedly attempted to seize our islands. I've just received an order from our department: Commander Fang Meng and Deputy Commander Bai Nuo of the Independent Regiment are ordered to lead all members of the 917th Squadron to the border immediately to provide support. Defend our territorial integrity at all costs."

"Yes!"

Bai Nuo and Fang Mengwenling answered almost in unison, then took the document handed to them by Leng Rong and held it tightly, then turned to look at their father and two brothers.

"Go ahead. As a soldier, you must obey orders. Dad will be waiting for your triumphant return at the rear!" Zhu Kaixuan looked at the two children. Although there was reluctance and worry in his eyes, he did not have the slightest intention of stopping them - because they were soldiers.

Bai Yukai and Fang Zhou smiled at each other, then looked at their younger siblings.

"Don't worry, the wedding process will be simplified, but it won't be cancelled or postponed. After tomorrow you'll be officially husband and wife, and it won't bother you, little brat." Fang Zhou stroked his brother's hair with a smile. The brother he had raised had finally grown up and started a family.

He did not disappoint his mother's advice, and he lived up to the words that she said when he was young: "Brother, don't be afraid, you still have me."

Bai Yukai strode forward, hugged his sister in his arms, and sighed softly: "Go, wait for your brother on the battlefield. After the battle, we will go home together."

"Okay, let's go home together."

At this moment, not only Bai Nuo and others need to rush to the airport, but Zhu Kaixuan, Bai Yukai and Fang Zhou also need to return to the team as soon as possible and be on standby.

As the group walked out of the cemetery and were about to step out of the gate, they all stopped at the same time, as if they felt an inexplicable pull, and turned around to face the silent tombstone.

In an instant, it seemed as if they saw ancestors wearing military uniforms from different periods looking at them with smiles on their faces.

That is their hope, the continuation of the fire in their hearts, the burning will to fight, and the successor of their military spirit!

They sincerely hope that these young officers can return in glory!

"salute!"

Following Zhu Kaixuan's resounding shout, everyone saluted at the same time, their eyes stern and resolute.

At this moment, they truly inherited the will of the heroes: to guard the national border and not give up an inch of land!

On the plane thousands of miles high in the sky, Bai Nuo looked down at the magnificent mountains and rivers below.

This is the land that her parents, uncles, and aunts protected with their lives.

A big hand reached out from beside her and gently held her, and the warmth went from the palm to the heart.

Bai Nuo turned his head to look at the person beside him, his lips slightly raised, his eyes full of tenderness and attachment.

"Wife, let's fight side by side to protect our homeland!"

"Okay, let's be together and never separate."

"And me!"

The small system quietly poked its head out, hid behind Fang Meng, quietly placed its small hand on the clasped hands, and looked at them with a smile.

Fang Meng smiled and nodded: "Okay, our family of three will never be separated!"

[Okay, that’s all we have to say about Bai Nuo’s story. Next, we will return their world to them.

The story ends, but their lives go on. As for us... we have a long way to go. See you in the next story.

Mo Ran will take a short break, wait for me to come back. Love you guys!