"The lieutenant general did not pay attention to them, you can rest assured." T6 saw Commander Xia walking directly to the front and reminded softly, "The lieutenant general has guards by his side, and the two of them cannot get close easily."
As for how the two approached... T6's eyes sank slightly, this matter needs to be raised from Xia Jinyuan.
No one in the audience walked around at will, watching the eight lieutenants raise the Lingshu covered with the national flag once again, and Ye Jian, who was holding the black and white photo of the old uncle, couldn't help but clenched his hands.
Uncle Gen, who chooses to be cremated, will lie in a small urn... and send him to the cemetery of martyrs to sleep.
From now on, she will never see the old man who will go home every time she sends herself out.
From now on, the old man's kind voice will no longer be heard, and the old man's laughter will no longer be heard.
"Let's go." Xia Jinyuan gently supported the girl who was strong enough to make him feel bad, and said softly: "We want to send the old uncle one last time, and we want to send the old uncle to the old comrades who died in the army where he was alive."
Ye Jian took a deep breath and nodded his chin slightly. Yes, grandpa said that he missed his former comrades so much and wanted to return to them, singing the Long March song together, and relive the hard time together.
The coffin was carried by eight lieutenants, and Ye Jian was still at the forefront. The difference was that this time she was accompanied by Xia Jinyuan and Commander Xia.
Seeing this, Ye Zhifan, who still wanted to catch up, immediately took Ye Ying to the Martyrs Cemetery.
This was Ye Zhifan's ability. Knowing that it would be useless to follow him at this time, he simply went to the cemetery in advance and waited, just to go over and see where he could help.
Since Ye Ying saw that her father was talking to the lieutenant general who was said to have the highest rank, she was so admired that she would not express her opinions at will, otherwise, how could she say "Jiang is still hot"? .
"When you arrive at the cemetery, find an opportunity to do something for yourself, be more prominent, and be flexible, so that the lieutenant general can see what you are doing at a glance, even if they only look at you, Yingying, this is the impression, you know."
Ye Ying, who was convinced, was humbly taught.
She knew that her father was capable, but she had never seen such a powerful one. The high-ranking official's eyes swept over, and her knees were so soft that she almost fell! But dad, can still talk to the lieutenant general!
Ye Ying's heart is not ordinary pride, if this will be able to build a relationship with the lieutenant general, she will definitely have no problem in joining the Beijing political group! At that time, at that time... She will make Ye Jian look good!
There was a ruthlessness in his heart, an inexplicable sense of confidence that he didn't know where it came from.
What happened today has cast a shadow in Ye Ying's heart. Now as long as he thinks that Ye Jian has a military rank without entering the army, he is so dull that his heart hurts.
At six o'clock, Ye Jian came to the cemetery of the martyrs with the urn covered with a folded national flag in both hands, and walked step by step to the cemetery where the old uncle root was buried, only to find that... even the tombstone had been carved.
"The old man knew that he was going to be dysfunctional. Even I told Leader Liu and Political Commissar Yan to prepare for the rest, so as not to make you sad." Principal Chen's voice was hoarse as if the wind broke, rustling. It is not until you need to listen carefully to know what he said.
Finally, I filled up a handful of soil, knelt and Ye Jian's eyelashes trembled lightly, pressed her own shaking voice hard, cried and smiled: "Grandpa is afraid that I will be distracted by training, and I will endure it if I am sick."