There was no need for Shen Maoshi to open his mouth, and the village chief immediately retorted: "Why is it irrelevant? Comrade Ren, I admire everything you have done!"

Ten years ago, at that time, it was very strict.

Not killed is fine.

Oh, yes, Ren Xian just said, she ran up the mountain to hide.

"Yes, I ran to the mountain to hide." Ren Xian laughed and continued with his words: "The wild fruit on the mountain, the wild rabbit or something... At first I thought it was a powerful trap I made... …”

Later, I realized that there are so many wild rabbits on the mountain.

There were still wolves on the mountain, but someone ran into a cave outside the house where she lived and hid in it.

Hit her a rabbit and throw it into a trap.

Cut a big branch for her and put it in the bushes of thorns.

It was such a simple love that she had been kept from Ren Xian for three months.

Until later, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, but there were still wild animals in the trap.

Either a pheasant or a wild duck.

Seeing the warm appearance of her brows and eyes, Shen Mao really understood: "Is that your current husband?"

"Yes." Ren Xian lifted the hair on her temples and tucked it behind her ears. She lowered her eyes and smiled: "After giving birth, my vitality was severely damaged. He had no choice but to come out and take care of me..."

She can't go home yet, and many people are waiting to catch her.

Not long after I recovered my body, the bad news of Huairen's sacrifice came again...

After all the things added up, she could barely hold on.

But even so, it took a few years for them to be together.

"He said he wished I could see the difference between affection and gratitude."

She is such a firm person, waiting patiently, guarding her, and being very kind to her and the child.

From the beginning, they did not hide their nostalgia.

Shen Maoshi looked at Song Nianhuai again.

This is a very well-bred child, with a straight back. Hearing Ren Xian talk about these past events, he obviously listened a lot. His face was calm, but he was not bored, but listened patiently.

Seeing them looking at him, Song Nianhuai pursed his lips: "My dad is Liang Baoquan. My surname is Song, but my dad is still my dad."

The village chief laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy, thank you for your gratitude, don't worry, no one said that your father is not your father."

The two said so much, didn't they just want to show how good Liang Baoquan was?

They all understand.

"Of course." Ren Xian glanced sideways at Song Nianhuai, and said calmly, "The reason why I say this is that I don't want to hide it from you, and I believe that my relationship with my lover is also upright. He is an upright person, and there is nothing to hide. Light - but we never thought about letting Nianhuai change his surname."

Shen Maoshi nodded, still quite understanding her thoughts.

Besides, after so many years, it is her skill and her luck that she can come out and have a new life.

No one ever said that the widow of a martyr has to be a widow for life.

"On the contrary, we all hope that you can live well, and the better you are, the better."

Right now, nature is the best.

Shen Maoshi nodded sincerely, looked at Song Nianhuai, and his eyes were filled with emotion: "I really, thank you very much for keeping this child."

He is a sincere person, got up and bowed directly to Ren Xian.

Frightened, Ren Xian hurriedly stood up and turned sideways to avoid it, smiling tenderly: "No, no, no..."

When Ren Xian got the bad news, it was two days later.

That's why she chose this time to come here, because she thought it was his death day.

Hearing that it was still earlier, she was very sad: "I still missed it..."

"I didn't miss it." Shen Maoshi told her the current matter completely: "This time, we can just re-carve the monument."

If they agreed, he hoped to be able to add Nian Huai's name to comfort the master's spirit in the sky.

Ren Xian and Song Nianhuai did not hesitate and agreed decisively.

As long as they don't disrupt their current peaceful life, these are just little things.

After Lu Huai'an heard about this, he was also quite surprised: "It's good, I thought..."

Such a hero should have such a good ending.

Regarding Ren Xian and Song Nianhuai, Shen Maoshi pondered: "I want to build a house for them, I heard that they still live in the countryside..."

After all, they have lived in the mountains for several years, and the accumulation of their husband and wife is basically zero.

Just barely enough.

A few years later, the situation outside improved, and they only went down the mountain.

But the parents are also old, and their husband and wife have no possibility of accumulation at all.

The ability to educate children so well is purely due to their enthusiasm.

"For the time being, let's say goodbye." Lu Huai'an thought for a while, and said calmly, "Now you've got them a house, and you don't know what to say outside. Since they can hide in the mountains for a few years, they definitely don't take people's words for nothing. There's no need to block people."

This kind of thing should come silently.

Give two books today and a stove of charcoal tomorrow.

They are all arrangements in the details of life. Later, you can take Ren Xian's husband to do other things and make money.

When a man makes money, doesn't the life of the family gradually improve?

It is much better than giving a house directly.

"Yes, that's true." Shen Maoshi also felt that Lu Huai'an's method was good: "It's just right, I can also use my master to communicate with them more."

Not all people are like this, and feelings are all out there.

You come and go, day after day, if you want to give something later, there will be no bumps.

"Yeah." Lu Huai'an sighed, with some pity: "It's a pity, the news was too ill-informed back then."

Song Xiaoge didn't pass the letter at home, which caused these things to be twisted and twisted. Until now, it has been reluctantly achieved.

However, it is precisely because of this that the Song family has descendants, and it is really convenient for Shen Maoshi to do things in the name of Song Nianhuai.

After watching the good days, after lifting the coffin, he chose another good place with beautiful scenery.

"It's condescending here, look, you can see far away from here." Shen Maoshi led the crowd up and stepped on the bluestone to look forward.

Indeed, although it is still halfway up the mountain, it is much brighter here.

The feng shui master stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "This place is a real treasure of feng shui!"

The village chief and the others thought it was pretty good after reading it: "That's it... This is much higher than the original place. If it's a road, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult..."

Would it be a waste to build such a high concrete road just for these cemeteries?

"fine."

This point, Lu Huai'an also told him.

Shen Maoshi took a few steps and said slowly, "I remember, there is a spring here?"

"Ah, yes, there is a small pool over there. We used to draw water here..."

But later, after Lu Huai'an came, he directly drew the mountain spring water over there. The amount of water was good, and this side was slowly abandoned.

"That's right." Shen Maoshi nodded and explained what Lu Huai'an meant: "Brother An is thinking about developing this mountain as well."

It just so happens that the scenery here is very good, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, especially in spring, there are azaleas all over the mountains and plains, and behind the mountains, there are large tracts of wild chrysanthemums.

"Let's plant more peaches, plums, sweet-scented osmanthus or something. When you have time, it's good to walk up and down."

For example, the children in the school can come and play in the spring and autumn outings.

There are two roads coming up from the bottom, one is paved with bluestone slabs, and the other is a cement road.

Climbing all the way up, it is still very interesting.

And halfway up the mountain, you can see the tombs of these martyrs. They will be beautifully built, and they will not be gloomy. It is quite memorable.

When he said this, the village chief and the village party secretary were speechless: "That's true, it's good."

The funds, directly ordered by Lu Huai'an, were allocated from Xin'an Group's account.

During the period, He Chong also obtained some resources, saying that there was a zoo that was going to close down, and some animals could not be raised, so he asked if he wanted to come over.

Shen Maoshi felt good, so he simply built cement on the original cemetery.

It is a pity to waste such a large flat ground.

So, after building this place, it became a small zoo.

Weeds are cleared, thorns are dug up, flowers and trees are planted.

The bluestone slabs are laid all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and flowers and plants are planted on both sides.

On the Nanping side, I have never seen such a big move to clean up a whole mountain.

Before the project was completed, many parents brought their children to climb the mountain.

The bottom of the bluestone slab has been fixed, and it is very strong. I am not afraid of their accident. After going up, there is nothing to see except the scenery.

After listening to their suggestions, Shen Maoshi found someone to build some pavilions or something.

All the coffins were also replaced, I bought the best coffins, and the whole set was all over again.

After the stele was delivered, it was about to be ready to be re-embedded.

On the monument, there is no longer a blank space behind the Song family.

Song Nianhuai looked at his name on it quietly, and suddenly felt relieved.

It turned out that he was not the father unknown.

His mother used to say that his father was a hero, and he thought she was just comforting himself.

But now, after seeing it with his own eyes, especially when Shen Maoshi showed him those badges, he really felt the weight of the word father.

On the day of the official burial, Lu Huai'an also took time to rush back.

The scene was very solemn, and the elegiac was also very moving.

Many people have red eyes.

Lu Huai'an carried the coffin personally. He really came from the bottom of his heart~lightnovelpub.net~ respects Master Song and his family.

The story spread, and there were reporters who wanted to come over to interview, but Lu Huaian refused.

And, he asked them not to appear in the newspapers.

"Originally, according to Master Song's habit, it may not be so lively today."

Going to the newspaper to show off, he didn't want to.

If people really have the heart, when the roads here are all repaired in the future, when everyone comes to play, it is the best wish to send a chrysanthemum.

When going down the mountain, Shen Maoshi felt relieved: "We have planted many kinds of chrysanthemums on both sides of the bluestone slab."

When people come to play, they will definitely want to pick it up.

Halfway up the mountain, if you want to throw it away, you can put it in front of the tomb.

This makes sense and is not wasteful.

"Well, it's pretty good." Lu Huai'an looked back, the mountains were shrouded in mist, and the sun had come out, but it still hadn't dissipated for a long time, as if someone was reluctant to come back to visit.