As revolutionaries of the older generation, Lu Chan and Mu Wanfeng were invited to participate in the military parade of the century in 1999. When they sat in the VIP area, they saw thousands of resolute and confident soldiers in uniform, kicking With a neat pace, seeing so many new weapons independently developed by the country, and seeing the people with happy smiles, their hearts are full of relief and pride.
This prosperous age has fulfilled their wishes, and also the wishes of all the comrades who shed their blood for the revolution back then. Unfortunately, some comrades died before the victory of the War of Resistance.
In order to carry forward the revolutionary spirit, the TV station will do several episodes of "Remembering Bitterness and Thinking Sweetness", because they declined many similar invitations before. Affirmative answer.
Considering their age, the interview was conducted in the study room at home, with mahogany chairs, a two-meter-high bookcase on the back, and a large mahogany desk with neatly arranged Four Treasures of the Study and half-written calligraphy works , with a strong foundation.
The host was very polite, first expressing his admiration for them, and then eliciting war and revolution from the perspective of the two couples.
Although he is eighty-eight years old, General Mu Wanfeng is still in good spirits. He is smiling in the camera. Any question that needs to be answered is checked by his wife. Come over and say it yourself, the topic of how the two get together is what he said.
"We are destined to belong to a young man in his twenties, young and energetic, and his parents have engaged in a marriage early. I don't want to. I just wanted to find a like-minded revolutionary partner, so I left a book and joined the army. Not long after When the army met her, they liked her very much at first sight, but slowly they became more and more fond of her. After chasing her for two years, they didn’t catch up. Later, you know how things are going? It turns out that she is the fiancée my parents set for me. Because I ran away from marriage, she was very angry, so even if she thought this guy was good, she refused to agree, just to test me and frustrate me."
After speaking, he happily looked at his wife beside him, and held her hand under the camera.
These hands were no longer as delicate and smooth as before, and now they were just skin and bones, but in his eyes, she was still as beautiful as when he first saw her.
After this episode of the program was broadcast, their love touched many young people. The purity of fighting side by side for common ideals and beliefs, and the promise of "only death can separate us" made the upcoming twenty-one The young people of the century are envious.
The following year, the two old men passed away one after another, and the national flag covered them after their deaths, demonstrating their outstanding contributions to the revolution. The TV station also made a special program about their love and contributions. The medals you see are enough to move the audience.
Their eldest son, Mu Shenggang, picked up the oldest medal and recalled, "This is the Long March commemorative medal. When I was young, my mother would often talk about the experiences along the way to lull us to sleep. She rarely mentioned the cruel war. Instead, I often talk about such beautiful things as wild fruits on the road, hares in the grass, and lotus flowers on the snow-capped mountains."
Before he finished speaking, the eyes of the senior colonel, who was nearly sixty years old, were already red.
"She was such a cheerful and strong mother."
After completing her eighth mission, Qiu Xiaochan has returned to the real world, and a colleague from the personnel department came to talk to her.
"According to your previous contract, there are a total of nine chronological tasks, and now you have completed eight, and there is one last task. After completion, are you going to continue or take a break?"
There are thousands of time-travelers in the company, but their abilities vary from good to bad, and there are very few like her who can get full marks for every task.
The personnel department was not afraid that she would choose to take a break, but more worried that she would leave the company.
In recent years, many excellent time travelers have chosen to "retire" because of "occupational diseases".
Qiu Xiaochan replied with a faint smile, "I have been in a state of tension for a long time this year, and I want to take a long vacation after the end."
As for whether it will continue in the future, a decision will be made after the holiday is over.
Colleagues from the personnel department expressed their understanding and wished her a smooth end to her last mission.
In the 1990s, Beijing’s hutongs were crowded and comfortable. There were peddlers peddling, uncles playing chess and drinking tea, aunts emptying spittoons and shopping for vegetables, gossiping, and young people full of hope and confidence. Days go out in the rising sun and return home at dusk, but there are also those who do not return at night and regard the night as the beginning of the day.
The "hot" bar is located at the intersection of the Hutong and the commercial street. A huge neon sign is shining at the entrance, and all the people who come in and out are young people dressed in trendy clothes. Men have non-mainstream hairstyles and personalized tattoos as standard, while women Comes standard with suspenders and hot pants.
In such an environment, Qiu Xiaochan's appearance seemed too out of place, with long hair and long skirt, no decoration on her body, her face without makeup was clean and beautiful, she didn't even wear lipstick, but she had a natural charm of carving, Therefore, as soon as you enter the door, you will get a lot of interested eyes.
She is currently a sophomore at the Dance Academy. She has only been in this world for ten days, and today she was brought here by Fa Xiaodong Huihui.
There was no place in the bar, and Dong Huihui finally found a gap to squeeze in. At this time, on the stage, a group called "Aurora" was performing.
There are five members in the group, and the one standing at the c position is the lead guitarist, as well as the accompaniment guitar, keyboard, drummer and bass. Dong Huihui is obsessed with the lead singer Feng Le, who is also Qiu Xiaochan's last mission goal.
The chamber music was too loud, and Dong Huihui was afraid that she would not be able to hear it, so she shouted loudly in her ear, "Ran Ran, that's him, the one playing the guitar in the middle, isn't he so handsome!"
Qiu Xiaochan's gaze stayed on Feng Le, who was in the c position, watching his tall and thin body singing the passionate tune as if possessing great power, his slender fingers kept plucking the strings along with the notes, Even his posture was rebellious, at this moment he was the king on the stage, no wonder so many young people shouted like crazy and surrendered for him.
"Crazy" and "Feng Le" really lived up to their names.
The long hair on the front of the forehead blocked the eyes, and Qiu Xiaochan did not see Feng Le's eyes during the whole song. Although he had seen his photo in the system, the performance of him was completely different from the still figure in the photo. two people.
It wasn't until the last accent, when Feng Le waved his hand and marked the note, and raised his jaw in the air with a nice range, that pair of cold but bright eyes finally appeared.
Qiu Xiaochan raised the corners of her lips, realizing that she had fallen in love with this task objective.
Little did they know that her elegant and comfortable appearance, among the audience shouting like "a group of demons dancing wildly", was like "the stars are holding the moon" and "stand out from the crowd", leaving a very deep impression on the five people on stage.
"The one in the white dress just now looks so pure, absolutely straight!"
Backstage, drummer Zhang Ke bit a cigarette and lit it, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, obviously very interested.
Vice-guitarist Zhou Xuyang, who is also the captain, took a bottle of mineral water and said warmly, "It's the first time I've seen you. I should have come to play with friends. Don't come here blindly."
Zhang Ke flicked the cigarette ash and laughed, "Thinking too much, I'm only interested in the women who come to my door."
The other three laughed, only Feng Le lowered his head and wiped the guitar as if he didn't hear it, and plucked it twice from time to time, playing a moving syllable.
The author has something to say: the last story, everyone has been waiting for a long time, I didn’t have any inspiration a few days ago, maybe it’s because I’ve been writing this book for too long and my brain is not enough, so my computer crashed...
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