Kahalman Martyrs Cemetery.

Ge Xianzhi is bare-chested, with a brick knife in his right hand, bricks on the left and right, pasting a layer of cement and a layer of bricks, he wants to build a house here, and he will live here for the rest of his life, with his brothers.

Several of the people who helped him live cement were also shirtless, and their military uniforms were thrown on the Gobi Desert at will, and the ranks on them were all two bars.

"Chief of Staff, go back, the position has been reserved for you, just waiting for you to come back." An officer said.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Ge Xianzhi let out a violent cough, slowly put down the brick knife in his hand and turned around, revealing his body full of weakness compared to the other party.

The temples are gray, the back is slightly saggy, the explosive muscles of the past and the lion-like body have long since disappeared, replaced by a sickly thin.

"I can't go back, I've forgotten how to command, how to kill, and even more ...... Anyway, I forgot that I didn't have long to live, so I was here to chat with my brothers, catch up, and finally reunite with them. ”

Ge Xianzhi waved his hand, slowly turned around and continued to build the wall, he didn't go back eighteen years ago, and it is even more impossible to go back now.

He is not the same person he used to be.

Several officers wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't make a sound, and buried their heads in the living cement.

……

Ge Zhen is here.

"Dad!"

Ge Zhen stood behind Ge Xianzhi and took a deep breath of the unique sand wind on the Gobi Desert to calm his emotions.

For him, it all came too suddenly, and his father, who was a miner at home, turned into a soldier.

"Son." Ge Xianzhi threw down the things in his hand, put on his clothes, and smiled lovingly at Ge Zhen: "When you come here to see me, it means that the trajectory of your life has completely changed. ”

Ge Zhen pursed his lips vigorously, his eyes were red, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what attitude to face his current father.

"Let's go, let's go around the cemetery."

"Hmm."

The father and son walked into the cemetery one after the other, starting their eighteen years of real dialogue, as Ge Xianzhi said, when Ge Zhen came here, his fate would change radically.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Ge Zhen, who was walking in front, coughed from time to time, and Ge Zhen, who was following behind, looked distressed, and somehow a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"What are you running around?" Ge Zhen suddenly roared: "I can't find you when I go home, I thought you were dead." I tried my best to make money to treat you, and you disappeared without saying a word, what's the matter? Is it wrong?! ”

This roar came very suddenly, but the sound was very loud, and it clearly reached the ears of those officers at the entrance of the cemetery, making them stunned for a while.

The chief of staff was reprimanded?

"Wrong." Ge Xianzhi nodded, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

The officers were even more stunned on the spot, and the only surviving soldier was trained by his son, and he was still sincerely accepting it.

In their impression, it seems that no one dares to reprimand Ge Xianzhi, even the high-ranking and powerful people never reprimand.

"Wrong?" Ge Zhen snatched the cigarette and threw it on the ground: "Still smoking?" If the pneumoconiosis is in the advanced stage, do you still smoke it for me? Pull it down! ”

"Hehe, don't smoke, don't smoke." Ge Xianzhi smiled.

In the face of such a Lao Tzu, Ge Zhen didn't know what to say, but this was his Lao Tzu, since he was twelve years old, his Lao Tzu's life was taken care of by him.

Ge Xianzhi loves this son, and this son is his lifeline.

"Is this my mother?" Ge Zhen took out the two photos.

In an instant, Ge Xianzhi's eyes fell on the photo, and he slowly stretched out his right hand and stroked it gently, his eyes were full of infatuation and guilt.

He was laughing, smiling wryly.

"Yes, this is your mother, Hu Qinglan is your mother......"

Hearing this, Ge Zhen finally determined that Hu Hailang's sister-in-law was his mother, and he was able to walk in with a ghostly envoy, only because of the traction of blood thicker than water.

"Can you tell me about it?" Ge Zhen asked in a low voice.

Ge Xianzhi turned around slowly and sighed deeply, his eyes were filled with guilt, and there are two kinds of guilt, one is guilt for Hu Qinglan and the other is guilt for his son.

"With her, we all have to die; Throw her down and you can live. I choose to leave her behind and let you live ......"

When he said this, Ge Xianzhi's painful face twitched, and tears swirled in his eyes, slowly flowing down his cheeks.

"My mom is in a vegetative state now, and she won't live for a few years!" Ge Zhen said angrily, reaching out and grabbing his father's shoulder and pulling him over: "Why don't you go-"

He was only halfway through the sentence, and he stayed where he was: my dad was crying......

In my memory, my father is a big mountain, and in the eighteen years of ups and downs, even if he is bent over by life, he will always be as stable as Mount Tai and not panic.

Tears made it impossible for Ge Zhen to connect with his father, especially after knowing that his father was a soldier, and he would not associate with it.

"Dad......"

"There's no way I can get your mother back, I'm the one who left her, and I can't keep her alive for so many years. I'm waiting, waiting for you to grow up, waiting for you to make a choice-" Ge Xianzhi stretched out his rough hand to wipe his face and said: "Everyone once thought that the soldier Ge Xianzhi was omnipotent, and I once regarded myself as a god, but in the end I found that I was just a small person, just like all people. I can only watch my brothers die one by one, and I can only leave the woman I love to fend for herself......"

The helplessness revealed in these words is sad, no matter how powerful a person is, he is just a person, he has to choose, and he has to accept the fate after the choice.

"Son, do you think I'm strong?" Ge Xianzhi asked, looking into Ge Zhen's eyes.

"I don't know ......"

Ge Zhen shook his head, he really didn't know whether his father was strong or not.

If it is said to be strong, then the powerful place lies in breaking it when it is broken, throwing away his wife and protecting his children; If it is not strong, it means that it cannot control its own fate at all, let alone ensure the safety of his wife and children.

Is it right to throw away your wife and children? Is it better for all three to die, or is it better to die and survive two?

Maybe Ge Zhen would scold such a father angrily in the past, but after seeing the cruelty of the battlefield, he couldn't figure out whether it was right or wrong.

"My mom must love me, right?" Ge Zhen sniffed and made a choked voice: "Is it that she is willing to give up her life in exchange for my survival?" ”

"She loves you so much, and she loves you with her whole life! I refused to give up, the big deal was that the family died together, but your mother gave herself a shot and put herself to death...... Just to keep you ......"

Ge Zhen burst into tears: I don't envy others anymore...... I don't envy others anymore...... I have a mom who loves me the most......

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