His hand was close to the woman's photo, and there was an indissoluble pain in the depths of his eyes.

"Yutang, you ask me, did the hero of the movie say anything to the heroine at the end?"

"Now I know."

"I love you."

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In the winter of 1992, Major General Xiao, the youngest in China, died heroically in order to protect his teammates during a mission.

That day, the sky was gray.

A year later, the man who used to stand in front of the tomb is now lying next to her, living next to her.

In front of the tombs of the two, there was a group of people standing in the dark, all with solemn faces, and the people standing in the front row were wearing military uniforms.

"Salute."

Everyone saluted respectfully to the grim man on the tombstone.

This is a major general who deserves everyone's respect, he defended his country with his life, and he fulfilled his duty.

One by one, they walked past his grave, each with grief on their faces.

The first half of his life was dedicated to the motherland, and he spent the second half of his life forever by his beloved's side.

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The next day, Wang Er Mazi obediently sent five taels of silver.

Last time, I sold five taels of silver with a recipe, and after deducting the silver that was spent, there were more than four taels left, and now with these five taels of silver, I don't have to worry about this time.

There was a lot of food I bought last time, and I didn't need to buy more, so Beiyutang didn't go to the market to buy it.

Bei Yutang didn't know how long he would have to sleep this time before he thought about it, so he didn't worry about the boy Momo, and gave him another detailed order, she also hid the silver properly, and it was easy not to be stolen.

Listening to Bei Yutang's instructions, Xiao Zimo blinked his dark eyes and asked timidly, "Mother, are you going to go far away?" ”

Bei Yutang touched the little guy's little head lovingly, "Mother, I'm just too tired and want to sleep for a few days." When she wakes up, her mother will wake up by herself. ”

Xiao Zimo thought that his mother was not fully recovered because of his illness last time, so he asked nervously and with concern: "Mother, does your head still hurt?" Why don't we ask a doctor to take a look? ”

The little guy spoke carefully, for fear that he would be beaten up if he said something wrong.

Bei Yutang knew that he had misunderstood, and he didn't explain, it was okay for him to think so, otherwise it would be really weird to have to sleep for a few days every time.

"It's out of the way, my mother can just sleep."

"Mother, you rest, I'll cook." The boy Mo said obediently.

"No need. I'll make today's meal. Mo'er, just help your mother light the fire. ”

The boy Mo wanted to speak and stopped, worried about her in his heart, but he had been abused for a long time in his bones, so he didn't dare to say a 'no' word to Mu Zhitao's words.

When Xiao Zimo saw his mother's kind food, his eyes widened, and his round eyes stared straight at the fast knife.

When did my mother's craftsmanship become so good!

Although she can't cook a few times a year, the food she cooks is even worse than what he cooks, and it often burns. Far from burning, today is unusually good.

Streams of fragrance wafted out of the pot, hooking people's index fingers.

The little one was stunned, blinking at his dark and bright eyes.

"It's time to eat."

Three dishes and one soup, two of which are meat dishes. When Xiao Zimo is growing taller, he has to keep up with nutrition. In the past, there was no oil and water for eating, but now it is natural to make up for it.

Bei Yutang sandwiched most of the meat dishes into the little guy's bowl, Xiao Zimo looked at the meat stacked high, and wanted to do it, but a pair of Bei Yutang's eyes obediently didn't dare to speak.