The wind is light and the snow is sour,

"You will definitely be able to see the peaceful and prosperous times of our country to comfort Mr. Li's soul in heaven!" Under the recklessness of generation after generation, why is the country not strong?

Why worry that there is no peaceful and prosperous world? Whether it is the heroes who have died in battle, or the current border guards, third-line workers, border children, etc., they are all using their backbones to support the sky of the next generation.

No one understands the meaning of this sentence better than her, a person from the 21st century.

"Sister Wang, our country is a dragon that has woken up from its slumber, it is a lion that has woken up from its slumber, and the devastation has become a thing of the past, give our country a little time, we and our next generation, we will definitely see the dragon soaring and the lion roaring!" Feng Qingxue continued.

Wang Sanbao nodded,

"Yes, time will tell, it will prove that our country is gradually prospering, we will wait and see! I don't want to see ravines and lakes filled with people's corpses again! ”

"Huh?" The light wind and snow startled. How miserable is it that all the ravines and lakes are filled with the corpses of the people?

What a shock!

"That's what happened in your hometown. Aren't you and Lu Jiang from Huaihai City? Seeing the wind and light snow and nodding, Wang Sanbao said: "More than ten years have passed since the Huaihai Campaign, but I still remember it vividly, I was on the battlefield back then, and I went there several times after the founding of the People's Republic of China. When the people were hiding from the war, the old people couldn't walk, so they asked the young people to run quickly and run away. Thinking about the old people who stayed at home, after the war subsided, many people went home, and the house was full of bullet shells and shells, and they could sweep out a hill! There is a mountain near your Wanglou Village, which was not so short, but it was blown off by artillery fire, and the ravines in the south and north of the mountain were filled with corpses. The reservoir in your Wanglou Village was originally a flat land, but it was a deep pit that was blasted out by artillery shells, forming today's reservoir. ”

"I've never heard of any of these things." Windy and light slopes. Wang Sanbao sighed: "The people who can survive are all the lives that were snatched from the king of Hades, and no one wants to look back on the past, I can understand their thoughts." Perhaps, decades later, when the trauma is first subsided, they may bring up the suffering of the past. If you go back and ask Lu Jiang, he must remember the scene that happened back then, when he joined the army, he was in my unit, and he also participated in that battle. Feng Qingxue knew that Lu Jiang joined the army at the age of sixteen, but she didn't know that the first battle Lu Jiang participated in was actually the famous Huaihai Campaign.

Lu Jiang didn't think about the past for a long time, and when he heard his wife speak, he was stunned for a while.

"Why did you remember to ask these things?" He asked, puzzled.

"I heard Sister Sanbao talk about this battle today, and I'm ashamed, although I live in my hometown, I don't know what I experienced back then. I think I should ask clearly, and I should keep history in mind. ”

"That's right, Sister Sanbao is right." Lu Jiang teased the giggling Xibao to solve the unbearable past,

"The bomb shelter in the West Hill came in handy. Just because there's no one living there now doesn't mean it was empty at that time. I remember that when the war was raging, the old and young in Wanglou Village hid in the air-raid shelter and dared to come out only after the air raid, so it was not as tragic as your Caohu. ”