Chapter 5390

One month after Su Ming and Zhang Li returned to the Su family courtyard.

The city of darkness was rapidly rebuilt, and the temple of the sun also moved the base camp back to the city of darkness.

The traces left by that war are gradually fading visually, but in the hearts of people who have experienced that war, those flames of war and smoke of gunpowder will never drift away.

On the rooftop of the God King's palace.

A man in a white robe was sitting on the sofa that had been soaked and dried several times. He held a cup of tea, and his whole state seemed very relaxed.

It was Zeus.

Su Rui sat opposite him and said gloomily, "this is already me. It's su Rui.

And Su yaoguo beside him, in this year, is obviously a lot older, walking is already trembling.

Even if the medical technology of Bikang is magical, it can't completely resist natural aging. What's more, Mr. Su's body has been injured a lot, and it's actually a miracle of life science to persist until now.

In fact, since the last time he traveled thousands of miles to bring Su Ming back to the dark city, Mr. Su has never been out of the door of the Su family courtyard, and even Su Xiaonian can't hold him.

Climbing the steps of the tower made the old man's back clothes wet with sweat.

In fact, before that, Su yaoguo was invited by the General Command Office of the military parade to stand in the center of the tower, but he refused.

What he means is that this is a new era. As long as he is an old bone, he can just watch quietly.

After so many years of hard work, we finally ushered in the era of peace. Until now, seeing the country growing stronger and stronger day by day, the old man's heart was only gratified.

Looking at the modern troops passing below and the fierce flag waving in the wind, Su yaoguo said softly, "it's good, there's no regret."

He seemed to see those stormy days in the past, the wind, frost, rain and snow, once again floating in front of him.

Su Rui heard a burst of sadness.

"Yes, Dad." Su Rui looked at the formation of fighter planes flying overhead and said softly, "in the past, there were not enough planes, and the parade had to let the planes fly in circles twice. Now there are as many planes as you want. In the past, people couldn't eat enough and wear warm clothes. Now as long as you work hard, you can live a good life. In the past, although China was big but weak, lie Qiang bullied if you want to bully. Now the world can hear our voice... Now this era is a prosperous era."

Su yaoguo said, "this era is very good... But it can't be satisfied. There are still flaws and imperfections. We have to continue to work hard."

Su Rui smiled: "every country is like this. We are already very good. You can't ask too much."

"My words are urging you to never stop fighting." Su yaoguo also smiled and said, even so, his eyes were full of relief.

The veterans who had participated in the war of resistance against Japan were passing through the castle.

There are only twenty-four people in these concierge cars.

Seeing this, Su yaoguo put away his smile. He tried to make his stooped body stand straighter, and raised his right hand to his temple with a trembling salute.

Su Rui also stood at attention, with his right hand between his eyebrows and his eyes full of deep respect.

"Old." Old man Su said softly.

The veterans who participated in the war against the invaders with him are not many people alive now. Among the 24 veterans who passed the castle, few of them can wait for the next tenth anniversary parade. This may be the last time that old man Su saw his subordinates, comrades in arms and brothers in his life.

How many goodbye to say in this life.

And some goodbye, but never see each other again.

Old man Su looked at the veterans in silence. Those veterans also saw him. They all stood up holding the railing of the concierge car and saluted Su yaoguo.

"They are all good men and our heroes." Mr. Su said softly. Although his saluting hand trembled slightly, he didn't want to put it down for a long time.

Once in full bloom, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, it is now a sunset that is about to fall to the ground level.

What vicissitudes have those once young faces experienced in that groundbreaking war?

Along with the Republic, they witnessed the growth of this country with their own aging.

The mighty autumn wind blew from the battlefield of resisting the invaders decades ago, across the Yellow River and the Great Wall, across the steel torrent on the parade square at the moment, and also blew the Veterans' hair white, making their faces full of lines of years.

Su Rui's eyesight is excellent. He has seen that those saluting Anti Japanese veterans are crying.

Su Rui looked at their leaving backs, and his saluting hand had not been put down. He gently said:

"This prosperous time, as you wish."

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The parade is almost over.

Su Rui knew that the old man had been too tired to support, but he still held on to the railing and stood rigidly for more than two hours.

"In this life, there is no regret, really no regret..." old man Su looked at the warm celebration Ocean on the square, with a smile in his eyes, but his voice showed an unprecedented weakness.

Su Rui held him with a smile, but he was so distressed that tears streamed down his face.

"Go back and help me downstairs." Su yaoguo said.

"Shall I carry you down?" Su Rui wiped his tears and said.

"Don't talk nonsense. When I was shot three times in one leg, I didn't let anyone carry it. Now you want to carry me, what's the deal?" Old Su frowned and said.

As usual, he was stubborn from his bones.

It is precisely because there are so many stubborn people like him that this country will be pushed to its current height; It is with so many unyielding backbones that we can carry those dreams that pierce the sky.

"Hey, it's all up to you." Su Rui sucked his nose and said with a smile, "you're just as tough as a child."

"You are not big or small. Besides, what's wrong with being like a child? China should always be like a teenager..." the old man glared at Su Rui, took a deep breath, and slowly said in a serious tone: "beautiful, my young China, not old with the sky, magnificent, my young China, boundless with the country..."

Su Rui listened to the familiar words behind, and was extremely moved. He knew that these words were the most simple wishes of those ancestors.

"I really want them to come to the present era to have a look." Su Rui's eyes slightly coagulated and said softly.

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Old Su was helped down several steps by Su Rui, and his breath was much faster. He sighed, "forget it, it's no big deal to let his son recite it once, and it's not embarrassing..."

Su Rui leaned down with a smile and carefully carried his father on his back.

"My father is my father. Even if it's recited, you have to find such a tough reason." Su Rui's two books, from "the evil king of the city" to "the strongest crazy soldier", are seamlessly connected. The flame has never rested. It has been nearly ten years since he calculated the time. Recently, he is indeed out of energy and his body is in urgent need of exercise. He is ready to rest for a few days and carefully prepare his new book.

Finally, I want to say more:

If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be today's flame. If it weren't for you, the strongest crazy soldier wouldn't dominate the list of the whole network. We've been together for so many days, and every day is so unforgettable.

I also hope the flame brings you good memories.

It's my honor to meet you on this journey.