After half a day's journey,

They came to a small town.

Continue to cross a large mountain range,

To reach today's destination: Bafangtun.

There are all mountain roads in front, and there is no means of transportation at all, so you can only go on foot.

Fortunately, the team alerted the local government.

The local government directly sent a helicopter to send Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf to Bafangtun.

As for the other fighters, go on foot.

After some tossing and turning,

The two finally reached their destination: a humble house.

Lone Wolf sighed again and again: "A family of four martyrs, whose family members live in such a humble and difficult condition, I am sorry for the soldiers in the northern Xinjiang."

"Brother, after I go back, I'm willing to self-isolate for half a year."

Ye Wudao: "Find out the situation first."

"walk into."

The two entered the courtyard.

In the courtyard, sat an old woman with a wrinkled face.

The old man is quite old, and he is still weaving bamboo baskets.

Her hands were full of holes pierced by bamboo.

no doubt,

The old lady relies on weaving bamboo baskets to supplement her family.

Finding someone coming in, the old lady slowly raised her head and looked at them with narrowed eyes.

After confirming their identities,

The old lady shook her hand, and the bamboo basket fell to the ground.

His eyes also became cloudy.

She seemed to have realized the purpose of the two of them here.

The old lady quickly calmed down.

She got up with difficulty and nodded to the two of them: "Sir, you are here, please come in quickly and sit in the room."

good!

The old lady tremblingly brought the two into the room.

Ye Wudao saw that she could not stand still, and personally supported her.

The room was shabby and dilapidated,

But it was clean and there was no smell.

Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf just walked in,

The line of sight was attracted by the tribute table at home.

Although the old lady lives in poverty,

However, the best products on the tribute table are very rich.

Fruits, snacks, meat parties.

On the tribute table, there are four spiritual positions.

Only then did Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf know,

It turned out that the old man's father was also a martyr.

So far, the old man's father, husband, and three sons have all died in battle.

A well-deserved home for the martyrs!

The lone wolf felt even more guilty,

He didn't even have a face to show his intentions.

He wanted Ye Wudao to give Wang Wei's ashes to the old lady.

Can,

He called Ye Wudao several times, but he did not agree.

Lone Wolf looked up, only to realize that Ye Wudao was staring at the spiritual position in a daze,

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

Ye Wudao asked: "Old man, dare to ask who wrote these spiritual positions?"

The old lady sighed and carefully wiped the spiritual bit.

"These spiritual positions were sent by a white-haired man."

The three words "White-haired Weng" deeply touched Ye Wudao's nerves.

He couldn't wait to ask: "Old lady, do you know the identity of the white-haired man?"

"Or, any information about him?"

The old lady shook her head: "I don't know anything."

Ye Wudao thought for a while, and said, "The white-haired man brought your relative's spiritual position, presumably he has a close relationship with your relative."

"Old lady, dare to ask which army your relatives served in and what work did you do?"

The old lady shook her head again: "I don't know, they never tell me."

Ye Wudao took out a group photo of his master and He Qingtian and showed it to the old lady: "Old lady, is that the white-haired man who sent the spiritual position back then?"

The old lady glanced at it and nodded without hesitation: "That's right, it's him." JrNovels.com