Song Hui and Wang Ru and his wife were extremely cordial to Ye Junlang, and did not treat Ye Junlang as an outsider, they greeted Ye Junlang warmly and let Ye Junlang take a seat, and Song Hui was also making tea.

After Ye Junlang sat down, he raised his eyes and looked at the room, the room is not big, about 90 square meters, and the furniture and appliances are already a little old and simple.

It can also be seen from this that Song Hui's family is not rich.

"Jun Lang, come, come to tea. I really didn't expect you to come. In the past, I always heard Gangzi mention you, and I saw you in the photos he sent back. You came to the door so suddenly, I didn't even recognize you for a moment. Song Hui said with a smile.

"Jun Lang, what kind of life did you come to Jianghai City? You didn't even have dinner, did you? You and your Uncle Song sit and talk first, I'll go buy some food, and you will eat at home in the evening. Wang Ru also said with a smile.

"Aunt Wang, don't worry. Ye Junlang hurriedly spoke, facing these two people, he had a thousand words, but he didn't know what to say.

At the end, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, when I was in the army, I promised Gangzi to come to Jianghai City with him to visit you two elders, but Gangzi he-"

Speaking of this, Ye Junlang paused, he didn't know how to continue.

He had no choice but to take out a photo from his body and said, "This is a photo of Gangzi before the mission sacrifice, and I brought it back." ”

With that, Ye Junlang handed the photo to Song Hui.

Song Hui took the photo and looked at it, in the photo was a young man in a military uniform, heroic and upright, he saluted the military salute, his eyes were firm, his face was resolute, and his square face revealed all the iron blood and fortitude of a soldier!

This is Song Gang, their son!

"Gangzi ......"

Song Hui looked at this photo, his emotions could no longer be controlled, his eyes were red, and the muddy old tears were faintly emerging.

"Gangzi, my son!"

Wang Ru couldn't cry anymore, reached out and gently stroked the gangzi on the photo, the silent cry was the most painful.

A month ago, when the bad news came, they were already grief-stricken, even after a month had passed, and when they thought back to their son, the grief in their hearts had not diminished by half a point.

It's just that they can only try to avoid thinking of their son on weekdays, but the bloody scar in their hearts has never healed, this time Ye Junlang came over, they remembered their son again, and the grief that had been suppressed during this time poured out again.

The pain of losing a child is indescribable in a thousand words!

"Poof!"

Ye Junlang knelt on his knees suddenly, facing Song Hui and Wang Ru, he lowered his head, and said in a hoarse and remorseful voice: "Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, I'm sorry, it's me who was incompetent, and I couldn't bring Gangzi back alive......!

"Jun Lang, hurry up, hurry up!" Song Hui hurriedly got up after seeing this, he stretched out his hand to help Ye Junlang, pulled him up, and said, "I said what's wrong with you kid? You didn't feel sorry for us, on the contrary, we were all thinking about your good!"

"Junlang, you get up quickly, you sit, sit down......" Wang Ru also pulled Ye Junlang's arm, her tone was still choked, and after wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she continued, "When Gangzi talked to us on the phone, it was you who talked about it the most. Gangzi said, you are like his biological brother, you have always taken care of him and helped him, taught him a lot of things, and he said that the person he admires the most is you. So over the years, although we haven't seen you, we have always been grateful to you in our hearts, and grateful to you for taking such good care of Gangzi in the army. Gangzi said that you are just like his own big brother, in our hearts, why don't we also treat you as our children? Therefore, you are not sorry for us, you are not ......."

"Jun Lang, I know what you think in your heart, so I have to persuade you well, you don't have any guilt and psychological burden about Gangzi's sacrifice. Song Hui spoke, he looked at Ye Junlang, and said seriously, "Just now, I am indeed very sad with your Aunt Wang, but we don't blame anyone." We grieve and grieve, but in our hearts we are proud and proud. Because Gangzi sacrificed for the country, he fought for the country and died on the battlefield, this is the glory of a soldier and a soldier!"

"If Gangzi was a deserter on the battlefield, he would have survived. If that's the case, even if he comes back alive, if he has the face to enter my old Song's house and see if I take a broom to drive him out!

He is just like the countless soldiers who fought on the front line in the country, just like those soldiers who died on the front line, they used their flesh and blood to build the Great Wall of blood, which protected the safety of thousands of small families. My old Song has such a son, I am very proud!"

Song Hui took Ye Junlang's hand and kept talking.

"I'm a woman, I don't know any big truths, Gangzi is my son, and I'm very sad that he's gone. But I know that he didn't disgrace the Song family, and the country will remember him. Wang Ru said while wiping her tears.

"The country will remember him, definitely!"

Ye Junlang took a deep breath, and a warm current of emotion surged in his heart.

Song Hui and the others were very open-minded and didn't blame him for half a point, but the more this happened, the more guilty Ye Junlang felt in his heart, if Song Hui and they scolded him fiercely, he would feel a little better.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Wang, although Gangzi is gone, he will always live in my heart. I will shoulder his filial piety for him, and I will honor you two elders as if they were parents. Ye Junlang said.

"Jun Lang, this, this-"

Song Hui and Wang Ru's faces were stunned when they heard this, and they looked at each other in disbelief.

"Gangzi treats me as if I am my own big brother, in that case, why can't I treat you two elders as my own parents? The army is full of real brotherly love, and each other's parents are their own parents!" Ye Junlang said.

Song Hui couldn't help but smile, he was very moved in his heart, so he could only keep patting Ye Junlang's hand and said, "Good boy, good boy......"

"Gangzi is gone, but we have a military wave, I, I'm really happy. Wang Ru also smiled.

The grief in Song Hui and Wang Ru's hearts has eased a lot, in a sense, Ye Junlang is living by their side instead of Gangzi, which can more or less reduce their pain of losing their children.

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Song Hui's face was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly said: "It's almost seven o'clock? ”

"Don't just talk about me, so do you. Adjust my mood, and I'll open the door. ”

Wang Ru spoke, she stood up and walked in the direction of the door.

Pity?

Ye Junlang immediately reacted, it should be Gangzi's sister who is back, he remembers that Gangzi's sister's name is Song Yuxi, and it should be her nickname.