Can You Hear This Old Man Tell You a Story?
Shua Shua Shua--
Each coffin was divided into four corners, and there was a guard of honor standing at each corner.
At this moment, they moved in unison. Each of them held a corner and lifted the coffin.
Then, under everyone's sad gaze, they held the coffin and sent five black hearses.
A middle-aged lieutenant colonel and two majors stepped forward and saluted Li Rong with solemn expressions.
The three of them were the military representatives who had gone to send off the heroes of the military region.
After saluting, the three of them walked toward the army green SUV in front of the hearse.
Among the soldiers, there were also several representatives who boarded the hearse.
This scene deeply struck the hearts of everyone present.
To everyone present, this farewell was a farewell.
The heroes of the military region would also follow the hearse to their resting place.
"Farewell!"
Swoosh swoosh--
All the soldiers and military leaders raised their hands and saluted together.
Buzz!
In front of the hearse, the army green off-road vehicle at the front let out a howl that sounded like a wail.
He slowly drove forward and out of the military gate.
The hearse carrying five coffins and five military heroes followed behind the carriage.
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Happiness City, First Hospital, ICU.
On the hospital bed, Wang Yang's face was pale. There were all kinds of tubes inserted into his body and connected to all kinds of instruments.
He was wearing an oxygen mask and his eyes were slightly open as he stared ahead.
Today was the day his five comrades were buried.
He was supposed to be there today to personally send off his five comrades.
However, a few days ago, his condition suddenly worsened. He could still walk with a crutch, but now, it was difficult for him to even raise his hand.
If it weren't for his strong will to watch the burial of his five comrades, Wang Yang would have died long ago. Even these instruments couldn't save his life.
It could be said that he was hanging on by a thread.
There was also a soldier standing guard beside the bed. If anything happened, he would immediately inform the doctor or the military.
Wang Yang opened his eyes slightly and looked at the ceiling. He couldn't speak or move.
However, there was one thing that lingered in his mind.
Would the old noodle seller really appear at the funeral…
And what kind of situation would Boss Zhang, who was younger than him, arrange for a glorious funeral for his comrades…
Wang Yang didn't know, and neither did he.
Right now, he could only force himself to stay awake and use all his strength to hold on and not swallow this anger.
He wanted to see Zhang Ye hold a grand funeral for his comrades. He wanted to see the old noodle seller appear at the funeral. He wanted to see his five comrades truly rest in peace…
He would die without regrets…
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Happiness City, at the entrance of Phoenix Mountain Memorial Park.
A tall, solemn stone arch stood at the door.
On both sides, the leaves rustled. After the autumnal equinox, there would always be a few fallen leaves falling on the ground and in the ditch.
In front of the door, a wisp of white steam slowly floated into the air.
There was a stall selling Yang Chun noodles.
The stall owner was an old man with deep wrinkles on his face. His eyes were sunken, but he always had a smile on his face. He looked at everyone with a kind expression.
Buzz!
Rumble!
On the main road not far away, the sound of several cars driving approached from afar and entered the ears of the soldiers present.
Then, three military green SUVs led the way, followed by five black hearses with black flowers hanging on them.
Just as they arrived at the stone arch, the first military green SUV stopped.
Immediately after, the convoy behind them stopped.
The lieutenant colonel walked down from the back seat of the leading car.
"Chief, there are still ten minutes before the ceremony begins. We're early.”The guard of honor walked up to the lieutenant colonel.
The lieutenant colonel nodded.
Then, he turned to look at the noodle stall under the stone arch.
"Why would someone…set up a noodle stall here?”The lieutenant colonel was curious.
This was a memorial garden, a place where the heroes of the military region were buried. Usually, very few people would come here.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for anyone to set up a stall here. Moreover, it was not allowed here.
"I…I don't know." The guard of honor was also stunned.
The lieutenant colonel placed his hands behind his back and frowned as he walked toward the noodle stall.
The other two major officers who got out of the car also followed.
Behind them were a few armed soldiers.
"Sir, why are you setting up a stall here? This is the memorial garden." The lieutenant colonel deliberately raised his voice, afraid that the old man could not hear him clearly.
However, the old man raised his head and smiled at the lieutenant colonel with his slightly cloudy eyes. He said in a slightly hoarse voice,"Someone is eating."
"Someone is eating? This…Who eats noodles here?" The lieutenant colonel was stunned and looked around.
Other than them, who else could there be?
Not to mention this place, even the road leading here was rarely taken by people.
"A few young people especially like to eat the noodles I cook. Now that they are leaving, I will make them one last time.”The old man talked to himself as he tidied up the slightly dilapidated stall.
The lieutenant colonel turned to look at the crowd.
After realizing that they were as confused as he was, his expression could not help but turn strange.
"Old man, what do you mean?”The lieutenant colonel asked curiously.
Young people loved to eat the noodles of the elderly, but what did it have to do with setting up a stall at the entrance of the memorial garden?
"Can I tell you a story?" The old man did not reply. He grabbed a handful of noodles in one hand and threw them into the boiling pot while stirring them with his chopsticks.
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