Chapter 1353
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"The lieutenant general did not pay any attention to them, so you can rest assured." When the T6 combatant saw Commander-in-Chief Xia walking straight to the front, he reminded him softly, "The lieutenant general has bodyguards around him, so the two of them won't be able to get close to him easily."
As for how the two of them would get close to him … the T6 combatant's eyes darkened slightly. He would have to mention this to Xia Jinyuan.
No one at the scene moved around as they watched the eight lieutenants raise the coffin covered with the national flag again. Meanwhile, Ye Chien, who was holding Uncle Gen's black and white portrait, could not help but clench his fists.
Uncle Gen, who had chosen to be cremated, would end up lying in a small urn before being sent to the Cemetery of Martyrs to rest in eternity.
From now on, she would no longer see the old man who would accompany her all the way to the village entrance and only return home when she could no longer be seen.
From now on, she would no longer be able to hear the old man's kind voice or his hearty laughter.
"Let's go." Xia Jinyuan gently supported the strong-willed girl who made his heart ache. He said gently, "We're going to send Uncle off for the last time. We're going to send him to his old comrades who sacrificed themselves in the army."
Ye Chien took a deep breath and nodded slightly. Yes, Grandpa said he missed his former comrades and wanted to return to their side so they could sing the Long March song together and relive those difficult times together.
The coffin was carried by the eight lieutenants. Ye Chien was still walking at the front, but this time, she was accompanied by Xia Jinyuan and Commander-in-Chief Xia.
When Ye Zhifan, who still wanted to chase after them, saw this, he immediately pulled Ye Ying to the Cemetery of Martyrs.
This was the extent of Ye Zhifan's capabilities. Knowing that it would be useless even if he followed them, he decided to go to the cemetery in advance and wait there. He could also go over to see if there was anything he could do to help.
Ever since Ye Ying saw her father talking to the lieutenant general who was said to have the highest military rank at the scene, she was so impressed that she did not express her opinions casually anymore. Otherwise, she would not have said that "the older, the wiser."
"When you get to the cemetery, find an opportunity to do something for yourself. Be conspicuous and flexible. You have to let the lieutenant general and the others see what you're doing at a glance, even if they only take a glance at you. Yingying, that's what impressions are, understand?"
Ye Ying, who was convinced, humbly listened to his advice.
She knew that her father was capable, but she had never seen someone as powerful as him. When the governor's gaze swept over, her knees went weak and she almost fell! But what about Dad? He could even talk to a lieutenant general!
Ye Ying's heart was filled with pride. If she could establish a relationship with the lieutenant general, she would definitely have no problem entering the capital's political group. At that time, at that time … she would teach Ye Chien a lesson!
His heart was filled with hatred. He did not know where his confidence came from.
Everything that had happened today had cast a shadow over Ye Ying's heart. Now, whenever she thought about how Ye Chien had a military rank even though he hadn't joined the army, she was so angry that her heart hurt.
At six o 'clock, Ye Chien came to the Cemetery of Martyrs with an urn covered with a folded national flag. He walked step by step to the grave where Uncle Gen was buried, only to find that … even the tombstone had been carved.
"Uncle knew that he couldn't make it. He even hid it from me and had Commander Liu and Political Commissar Yan prepare for his funeral. He didn't want you to be sad." Principal Chen's voice was so hoarse that it sounded like wind. It was so hoarse that one had to listen carefully to hear what he was saying.
After the last handful of soil was filled in, the kneeling Ye Chien's eyelashes trembled slightly. He tried hard to suppress his trembling voice and said with a smile while crying, "Grandpa was afraid that I would be distracted during training. He endured it even when he was sick."
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