This Old Man Is Here Today To Send Off My Child!
Xingfu City, First Hospital.
In the intensive care unit, Wang Yang's eyes were half-opened. Even though he was wearing an oxygen mask, his breathing became weak.
He had been holding on with this last breath.
He was not willing to leave just like that. He had not seen the funerals of his comrades, nor had he seen the rest of his comrades. He had not seen the old man selling noodles, nor the grand funeral prepared by Boss Zhang.
How could he die! How could he be willing to leave?
Ding!
At this moment.
The phone on the table rang.
The soldier who was on standby at the side quickly picked up his phone. When he saw the video call invitation on the phone screen, he answered it without hesitation and placed it in front of Wang Yang.
"Wang Yang, can you hear me?”
"Today, your comrade will be buried. Don't worry, we're here.”The military representative's tone was serious, and his voice was transmitted into Wang Yang's ears through the phone.
At this moment, when Wang Yang heard this, he only nodded slightly.
This was the most he could do now.
"The funeral is about to begin. You…you must finish watching it.”the representative said in a deep voice. One could hear the obvious sobs.
Wang Yang didn't answer, nor could he.
He stared at the screen of his phone. The coffins of his five comrades and the five tombstones with their names engraved and black and white photos hung on them appeared.
In his eyes, there was only this, only this.
Squeak--
Squeak--
At this moment, a strange sound came from the phone screen.
The sound was like the rusted gears of a broken car, like an old house swaying in the wind and rain, like the breathing of a dying old man.
Then, in the corner of the screen.
An old man was dragging an old cart with great effort. With every step he took, the cart would creak.
It seemed to be wailing, crying, and reminiscing.
On the cart, other than the seasoning and the hot pot.
There were six bowls of noodles placed in order.
However, five bowls of noodles had no steam left. Only the last bowl had a little steam left.
When he saw the old man and the cart, Wang Yang, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly widened his half-opened eyes. His breathing became rapid, and his hands, which were almost unable to move, trembled slightly.
The old man who had made him, his comrade, eat noodles for years but never asked for money had really appeared at his comrade's funeral!
……
At the funeral.
Squeak--
Squeak--
At the same time, his voice echoed in the memorial garden.
The entire entourage was attracted by the voice and looked in the direction of it.
"Isn't that the old man we saw outside? Why did he come in?" Jackson curiously pointed at the old man and asked.
When the lieutenant colonel heard Jackson's words, he looked in the direction that the latter was pointing at and couldn't help but be stunned.
"That old man…he, how did he come in?”The lieutenant colonel frowned.
" What?" The major was also confused." The direction he came from…seems to be here."”
"Could it be that…this old man intentionally set up a stall here today?”another major muttered suspiciously.
The lieutenant colonel narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man dragging the cart.
The old man dragged the old cart and walked towards the five coffins and five tombstones.
Just as they arrived at the small road, the old man and the cart were stopped by a soldier.
"Old man, we are holding a hero's farewell ceremony here. Moreover, this is not a place to set up a stall…You, you should go back quickly.”The soldier reminded the old man with difficulty. He was still holding the tip of the bayonet tightly in one hand, afraid that he would stab the old man.
"This old man is also here to send you off." The old man was not angry. He smiled and muttered to himself.
The soldier was stunned.
This old man was also here to send him off?
But today, only these five heroes of the military region were buried. He had never heard of anyone else holding a funeral.
Most importantly, this was a memorial garden. How could someone else hold a funeral here?
Could it be…this old man…
"What's wrong?"
At this moment.
The lieutenant colonel walked over and looked at the old man and the soldier.
"This old man said…he, he also came to send them off.”the soldier reported truthfully.
When the lieutenant colonel heard this, he was stunned.
The old man's story was still vivid in his mind.
The old Taoist priest who set up the noodle stall and the six children who went to eat noodles on credit.
" Old man…you…you are…" The lieutenant colonel stared at the old man with his eyes wide open. The words that were about to come out of his mouth were stuck in his throat.
The old man raised his head. The wrinkles on his face were piled up because of his smile.
There was a smile on his face, but he had almost no teeth left. His eyes were slightly narrowed, but he was not looking at the lieutenant colonel. Instead, he was looking at the five tombstones behind him.
"That old Taoist priest is this old man.”
As he spoke, two streams of tears rolled down the old man's cheeks.
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