Chapter 1089

Gu Jiajia sat there with her shoulders down. Her body looked soft and had no strength at all.

If Zhong Xing didn't hold her, she would collapse on the bed like a pile of mud at any time.

She sat there crying

Tears keep flowing, keep flowing

Jinghua, her Jinghua is gone. How can she cheer up?

The man she loves deeply, the man she loves deeply, has died for her country. How can she cheer up?

How does she cheer up?!

A thick sadness emanated from her bones and infected the whole room

Looking at her silent, but extremely sad tears, Zhong Xing's eyes were moist.

His heart was clenched.

Why?

Why did this happen?

Why did she leave Jinghua?

That bastard!

Gu Jiajia didn't speak, so she sat there crying.

She couldn't listen to anyone.

It seems that all the atmosphere is full of sadness. The hearts of Tang Huai and Liu Xiaoxiao are dignified and sad with this atmosphere

After knowing that Jing Huawei died, Gu Xiaofeng came and stayed with Gu Jiajia.

Looking at Gu Jiajia, she was haggard and emaciated overnight. Being a mother, her heart felt unspeakable pain.

Gu Jiajia's tears didn't stop flowing.

Only when she was informed that she could see Jinghua for the last time did she stop crying.

The funeral will be held tomorrow. Starting this afternoon, the families of the sacrificed soldiers can come to the hero hall to see the sacrificed heroes for the last time.

Gu Jiajia washed her face and came out of the bathroom.

Tang Huai and Tang Li are still waiting for her in the living room.

After crying for so long, her eyes were red and swollen, and the bags under her eyes and dark circles under her eyes came out.

Tang Huai and their faces became sad when they saw her.

They love her!

And Jinghua's sacrifice made them feel sad again and again.

An unrelated person will feel heavy when he hears of his death, not to mention Jinghua, who is from the same village and has known each other since birth

Tang Huai never believed in Jinghua's sacrifice.

In his last life, Jinghua was a senior officer and contributed a lot to the country!

He also married a wife and gave birth to children. His life is full of beauty. How has everything changed in this life?

Up to now, she has never seen Jinghua's body. She would rather that Jingxuan mistook other soldiers for Jinghua than believe that Jinghua was really sent to the Hero Hall.

After a while, they can go to the Hero Hall. When they get to the Hero Hall, they will know that the one who is regarded as Jinghua must not be Jinghua!

Looking at them all looking like they were going to cry, Gu Jiajia smiled instead.

However, her smile is more ugly than crying.

She looked at Tang Huai and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to wear beautiful clothes. Tang Huai, will you come in and help me choose a beautiful dress?"

"OK." Tang Huai nodded and entered her room with Gu Jiajia.

Two girls, standing in front of the wardrobe, Gu Jiajia looked at the clothes in the wardrobe and couldn't make up her mind: "Tang Huai, you say, which one to wear?"

In the full wardrobe, there was only a black middle sleeved dress. Tang Huai reached out and took it: "everyone who goes to the Hero Hall will wear black. Today, not only Jinghua's family members, but also the families of other sacrificial soldiers will go there. It's no better than everyone wearing black. Do you wear colorful ones?"

"I want to dress up beautifully. I want Jinghua to see my most beautiful side." Gu Jiajia looked at the skirt in Tang Huai's hand and reluctantly pulled out a smile.

"You look beautiful in this one, too." Tang Huai's heart is not authentic.

Gu Jiajia took the skirt and smiled at Tang Huai: "then I'll wear this one."

——

K city hero Museum.

It was built twenty years ago.

The whole Hero Hall covers an area of 150 mu.

Among them, 50 mu is used to build houses designed by two-story buildings one after another.

The rest are designed as a square.

It looks like Tiananmen Square in Kyoto.

Today, the square is surrounded by white wreaths and white cloth strips.

On the outskirts of the square stood rows after rows of people who came to send the heroes off. Inside, there are rows of soldiers. Their military uniforms are neat and serious. If it weren't for the sad atmosphere in the air and the white wreaths around the square, some people must think it was a military exercise.

Jinghua's family came to the martyr's room No. 1, building 1, area C.

One martyr, one room

In the middle of the martyr's room, there is a one meter wide wooden bed with white sheets and quilt covers.

Even Jinghua, who was lying on it, was dressed in white.

As soon as Mrs. Jing came in and saw the person lying quietly on the bed, she suddenly burst into tears and rushed up: "Jinghua... My grandson..."

Many families came to the Jing family. The martyr's room at 28ping is full at the moment.

Jingjun Taihe and village head Shu Yu are ahead, Gu Jiajia and Tang Huai are behind. This is the rule, from close relatives to distant relatives

Looking at the people on the bed, Shu Yu's tears flowed out like a river mouth without a dam.

She trembled her legs and walked slowly forward

Up to now, her whole person is confused, and her brain is as muddy as paralysis paste.

Her son

Her son is lying here.

That's her son!

When she got to the bed, she knelt down with a comfortable plop. She stretched out her trembling hand and touched Jinghua's quiet but bloodless face. She choked and burst into tears

Listening to old lady Jing's painful cry and the low voice of people around her, Gu Jiajia can't care about the rules.

She shuffled slowly to the front.

When she looked at the person on the bed, she burst into tears like rain

Heartache?

She can't describe it. She just feels that her sky has collapsed and her world is dark.

She cried into tears.

Knowing her pain, Tang Huai came forward and hugged her trembling.

No one here is not sad.

Their tears, brush the flow.

The saddest and saddest are Shu Yu and Gu Jiajia.

One is the woman who gave birth to Jinghua, and the other is the woman who deeply loves Jinghua

The child is more important than anything in his mother's heart. Now he has left, comfortably holding Jinghua's hand and crying to death.

Gu Jiajia almost fainted in Tang Huai's arms

It's all dark.

The families of the martyrs still refused to leave.

Heroes hall, crying again and again.

Even God was sad and shed tears. It rained all night.

Old lady Jing was tired of crying. At Jing Juntai's strong request, they went to the family rest room of the Hero Hall.

When Gu Jiajia, who went out for a trip, returned to the martyrs' room again, she held a set in her hands, clean and tidy, highlighting the military uniform of Jinghua military level.

There is also a small exquisite box on the military uniform

Her face was calm except that it was covered with deep sadness.

She went to the bed and put her military uniform on a small table beside the bed.

She knelt down in front of the bed, held Jinghua's hand, locked her eyes on his bloodless face, pulled out a shallow smile from the corners of her mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "you have been loyal to the country all your life, and I am proud and glorious for you. You are so ugly in white. I'll help you put on your favorite military uniform."

With one hand, she gently stroked the man's firm and soft face, and then touched the wound on his neck——

Jingxuan and others found Jinghua and others in the ruins of the explosion.

They rushed into the enemy's main nest with explosives, blew up their nest and killed their people in a pot. But some of their soldiers also lost their lives

If they had not been brave and fearless to rush to the front, they would not have destroyed the enemy so quickly and won back so quickly.

Soldiers have an immortal spirit, but they don't have an immortal body

Jinghua was killed by cutting the main artery with a sharp weapon.

Gu Jiajia touched his wound and choked: "was it painful at that time? Now? Do I feel pain when I touch it like this?"

“……”

"Starting tomorrow, will we never meet again?"

“……”

"You bastard, why are you so cruel? I said, why did you come back in such a cruel way when I waited for you to come back? You know I can't accept it..."

“……”

"If you say you love me, you shouldn't come back to see me like this..."

Gu Jiajia burst into tears again. She was so sad that she cried, "you still love sister canjuan. You don't want her to be alone, so you go with her. But what about me? Why are you so cruel to me?"

Gu Jiajia's eyes blurred with tears. Her hand returned to Jinghua's cold and stiff face. She stroked and cried, "I... what's wrong with me? Do you love me?"

“……”

"Jinghua, I just want you to say a word. Wake up and say a word to me. Do you love me...?"

“……”

"You bastard!"

Gu Jiajia almost fainted when she cried to the most sad place.

She pretended and held on

She helped Jinghua up and said to herself, "I heard that you must dress up neatly, or you will be bullied on huangquan road. People below also like to bully newcomers..."

After changing Jinghua's clothes, Gu Jiajia put makeup on the wound on Jinghua's neck with cosmetics. It looks faint. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a wound here.

As she put makeup on the wound, she said, "I have a special feeling for you since I first saw you... Jinghua, do you remember where we first met?"

Gu Jiajia cried and smiled: "in the toilet, er Leng fool wanted to bully Tang Huai. Fortunately, you showed up in time..."

She told him a lot

But he didn't say a word back to her.

The next day, the funeral began——

The funeral is very grand!

In front of them are the soldiers of the elite troops, who are lined up neatly and militarized.

Behind them, there are military vehicles one after another. On top of each military vehicle, there is a coffin——

Everyone who came to the hero hall to see them off, when the military vehicle appeared in their sight, everyone mourned and shed tears