Chapter 1089
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Gu Jiajia sits there with her shoulders down. Her body looks soft, and she has no strength at all.
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 very sad tears, Zhong Xing's eyes moist.
His heart, a pull a pull.
Why?
Why is this happening?
Why did Jinghua leave her?
That bastard!
Gu Jiajia didn't speak, so she sat there crying.
She can't listen to anything.
It seems that all the atmosphere is full of sadness. The hearts of Tang Huai and Liu Xiaoxiao are also dignified and sad with this atmosphere
Knowing that Jing Huawei died, Gu Feng came to guard Gu Jiajia.
Looking at Gu Jiajia overnight, she was haggard and emaciated. Being a mother, her heart ached.
Gu Jiajia's tears did not stop flowing.
After receiving the notice that she could go to see Jinghua for the last time, she stopped her tears.
Ming is about to hold a funeral. From this afternoon, the families of the dead soldiers can come to the Hero Hall and see the last glimpse of the dead hero.
Gu Jiajia washed her face and walked out of the hygiene.
Tang Huai, Tang Li and Da Ya are waiting for her in the living room.
After crying for so long, her eyes were red and swollen, and her bags and dark circles came out.
When they saw her, they couldn't help feeling sad.
They love her!
And Jinghua's sacrifice made them feel sad again and again.
An unrelated person will feel heavy when he hears about his death. What's more, Jinghua, who lives in the same village, has known him since he was born
Tang Huai never believed in Jinghua's sacrifice.
In his last life, Jinghua was a senior military officer, who contributed a lot to the country!
He also married a wife, gave birth to children, and lived a beautiful life. How come in this life, everything has changed?
Up to now, she has never seen Jing Hua's body. She would rather be Jing Xuan and they mistakenly treat other soldiers as Jing Hua, than believe that Jing Hua is really sent to the Hero Hall.
In a moment, they can go to Hero Hall. When they get to Hero Hall, they will know that the one who is regarded as Jinghua must not be Jinghua!
Seeing that they were going to cry, Gu Jiajia smiled instead.
But her smile is worse than her tears.
She looked at Tang Huai and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to wear beautiful clothes. Tang Huai, would you come in and help me choose a beautiful dress?"
"Good." Tang Huai and Gu Jiajia came into her room.
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, which one do you want to wear?"
In the full wardrobe, there is only a black middle sleeve dress. Tang Huai reaches out and takes it: "everyone who goes to the hero's hall will wear black. Today, not only Jinghua's family members, but also the families of other sacrificial soldiers will go there. They are no more black than everyone else. Are you wearing colorful ones? "
"I want to dress up beautifully. I want Jinghua to see my most beautiful side." Gu Jiajia looks at Tang Huai's skirt and reluctantly pulls 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 hall.
It was built twenty years ago.
The hall covers an area of 150 mu.
Among them, there are 50 mu, which are used to build a two-story building after another.
The rest are designed as a square.
It looks like anmen Square in Kyoto.
Today, the square is surrounded by white wreaths and white cloth strips.
On the outskirts of the square stood rows of people who came to see the hero off. Inside, there are lines of soldiers. Their uniforms are neat and their looks are serious. If it wasn't for the sad air, there were white wreaths around the square, some people would think it was a military exercise.
Jinghua's family came to martyr's room 1, block C.
A martyr a room
In the middle of the martyr's room, there is a one meter wide wooden bed, on which the sheets are all white.
Even Jinghua, who lies on it, is dressed in white.
As soon as Mrs. Jing came in, she saw the quiet man lying on the bed. Suddenly she burst into tears and jumped up: "Jinghua My grandson... "There are a lot of family members in the Jing family. The martyr's room at 28ping is full of people at the moment.
Jing Juntai and village head Shu Yu are ahead of them, Gu Jiajia and Tang Huai are behind them. This is the rule, from close relatives to distant relatives
Looking at the bed of people, Shuyu tears, like the lack of dam, surging out of the mouth.
Shaking her legs, she walked slowly forward
Up to now, her whole person is muddleheaded, the brain is muddleheaded like a paralysis paste.
Her son
Her son is lying here.
That's her son!
When she got to the bed, she fell down on her knees with a comfortable plop. She held out her trembling hand and touched Jinghua's quiet face, but there was no bloody face. She choked and tears flowed
Listen to the old lady Jing's cry, listen to the weeping around me. Gu Jiajia doesn't care about the rules.
She shuffled slowly to the front.
Looking at the person in bed, she tears like rain, tears in torrents
Does it hurt?
She can't describe it. She just feels that her world is dark when she collapses.
She cried into tears.
Tang Huai knew her pain. He came forward and hugged her trembling.
No one here is not sad.
Their tears, the flow of brush.
The saddest and saddest are Shuyu and gujiajia.
One is a woman who lives in Jinghua, the other is a woman who loves Jinghua deeply
The child is more important than anything in his mother's heart. Now, he is gone, holding Jinghua's hand comfortably and crying to death.
Gu Jiajia almost fainted in Tang Huaihuai when she cried
It's all dark.
The families of the martyrs refused to leave.
Hall of heroes, crying.
Even the master was sad and shed tears. It rained all night.
Old lady Jing is tired of crying. At Jing Juntai's strong request, they go to the family room of Hero Hall to have a rest.
When she went out to Tanggu Jiajia and returned to the martyr's room again, she was holding a set of clean and tidy military uniforms of Jinghua military rank in her hands.
On the top of the uniform, there is a delicate box
In addition to the heavy sadness on her face, her face is calm.
She went to the bed and put the uniform on a table by the bed.
She knelt down in front of the bed and held Jinghua's hand. Her eyes were locked on his bloodless face. A light smile came out from the corner of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse: "you have been loyal to the country all your life. I feel proud and glorious for you. Your white dress is ugly. I'll change it for you. Your favorite military uniform. "
She gently stroked the man with one hand, firm and soft face, and then touched the wound on his neck -
Jing Xuan and others found Jing Hua and others in the explosion ruins.
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
Without their bravery and fearlessness to rush to the front, it would be impossible to destroy the enemy so quickly and come back so quickly.
Soldiers have the spirit of immortality, but there is no body of immortality
Jinghua was stabbed to death by a sharp weapon.
Gu Jiajia felt his wound and choked: "was it painful at that time? And now? Do I feel the pain when I touch it like this? "
“……”
"At the beginning of tomorrow, will we never meet again?"
“……”
"You bastard, why are you so cruel? I've been waiting for you to come back. Why do you come back in such a cruel way? You know I can't take it... "
“……”
"You love me, you shouldn't come back to see me like this..."
Gu Jiajia wept like rain again and cried: "after all, you are still in love with sister canjuan. If you don't want her alone, you will go to accompany her. But me? How can you be so cruel to me? "
Gu Jiajia's eyes were blurred by crying. Her hand went back to Jinghua's cold and stiff face. She stroked and cried: "I What's wrong with me? Do you love me or not? "
“……”
"Jinghua, I just need a word from you. Wake up and tell me if you love me...?"
“……”
"You bastard!"
When she cried to the saddest place, Gu Jiajia almost fainted.
She pretended to hold on
She picked up Jinghua and said to herself: "listen, you must dress up, or you will be bullied on huangquan road. The following people also like to bully new people... "
After changing Jinghua's clothes, Gu Jiajia applied makeup to the wound on Jinghua's neck with cosmetics. It was light. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a wound here.She put makeup on the wound and said: "from the first time I saw you, I had a special feeling for you Jinghua, do you remember where we first met? "
Gu Jiajia cried and smiled: "in the latrine, two Leng fools want to bully Tang Huai. Fortunately, you show up in time..."
She and him, a lot, a lot
But he didn't return her a word.
Second, the funeral begins -
the funeral is very grand!
In front of them are the soldiers of the elite troops. They are in good order and militarized.
Behind them, there are one military vehicle after another. On top of each military vehicle, there is a coffin -
for those who come to the hero's hall to see them off, when the military vehicle appears in their own sight, they all mourn and weep
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Gu Jiajia sits there with her shoulders down. Her body looks soft, and she has no strength at all.
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 very sad tears, Zhong Xing's eyes moist.
His heart, a pull a pull.
Why?
Why is this happening?
Why did Jinghua leave her?
That bastard!
Gu Jiajia didn't speak, so she sat there crying.
She can't listen to anything.
It seems that all the atmosphere is full of sadness. The hearts of Tang Huai and Liu Xiaoxiao are also dignified and sad with this atmosphere
Knowing that Jing Huawei died, Gu Feng came to guard Gu Jiajia.
Looking at Gu Jiajia overnight, she was haggard and emaciated. Being a mother, her heart ached.
Gu Jiajia's tears did not stop flowing.
After receiving the notice that she could go to see Jinghua for the last time, she stopped her tears.
Ming is about to hold a funeral. From this afternoon, the families of the dead soldiers can come to the Hero Hall and see the last glimpse of the dead hero.
Gu Jiajia washed her face and walked out of the hygiene.
Tang Huai, Tang Li and Da Ya are waiting for her in the living room.
After crying for so long, her eyes were red and swollen, and her bags and dark circles came out.
When they saw her, they couldn't help feeling sad.
They love her!
And Jinghua's sacrifice made them feel sad again and again.
An unrelated person will feel heavy when he hears about his death. What's more, Jinghua, who lives in the same village, has known him since he was born
Tang Huai never believed in Jinghua's sacrifice.
In his last life, Jinghua was a senior military officer, who contributed a lot to the country!
He also married a wife, gave birth to children, and lived a beautiful life. How come in this life, everything has changed?
Up to now, she has never seen Jing Hua's body. She would rather be Jing Xuan and they mistakenly treat other soldiers as Jing Hua, than believe that Jing Hua is really sent to the Hero Hall.
In a moment, they can go to Hero Hall. When they get to Hero Hall, they will know that the one who is regarded as Jinghua must not be Jinghua!
Seeing that they were going to cry, Gu Jiajia smiled instead.
But her smile is worse than her tears.
She looked at Tang Huai and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to wear beautiful clothes. Tang Huai, would you come in and help me choose a beautiful dress?"
"Good." Tang Huai and Gu Jiajia came into her room.
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, which one do you want to wear?"
In the full wardrobe, there is only a black middle sleeve dress. Tang Huai reaches out and takes it: "everyone who goes to the hero's hall will wear black. Today, not only Jinghua's family members, but also the families of other sacrificial soldiers will go there. They are no more black than everyone else. Are you wearing colorful ones? "
"I want to dress up beautifully. I want Jinghua to see my most beautiful side." Gu Jiajia looks at Tang Huai's skirt and reluctantly pulls 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 hall.
It was built twenty years ago.
The hall covers an area of 150 mu.
Among them, there are 50 mu, which are used to build a two-story building after another.
The rest are designed as a square.
It looks like anmen Square in Kyoto.
Today, the square is surrounded by white wreaths and white cloth strips.
On the outskirts of the square stood rows of people who came to see the hero off. Inside, there are lines of soldiers. Their uniforms are neat and their looks are serious. If it wasn't for the sad air, there were white wreaths around the square, some people would think it was a military exercise.
Jinghua's family came to martyr's room 1, block C.
A martyr a room
In the middle of the martyr's room, there is a one meter wide wooden bed, on which the sheets are all white.
Even Jinghua, who lies on it, is dressed in white.
As soon as Mrs. Jing came in, she saw the quiet man lying on the bed. Suddenly she burst into tears and jumped up: "Jinghua My grandson... "There are a lot of family members in the Jing family. The martyr's room at 28ping is full of people at the moment.
Jing Juntai and village head Shu Yu are ahead of them, Gu Jiajia and Tang Huai are behind them. This is the rule, from close relatives to distant relatives
Looking at the bed of people, Shuyu tears, like the lack of dam, surging out of the mouth.
Shaking her legs, she walked slowly forward
Up to now, her whole person is muddleheaded, the brain is muddleheaded like a paralysis paste.
Her son
Her son is lying here.
That's her son!
When she got to the bed, she fell down on her knees with a comfortable plop. She held out her trembling hand and touched Jinghua's quiet face, but there was no bloody face. She choked and tears flowed
Listen to the old lady Jing's cry, listen to the weeping around me. Gu Jiajia doesn't care about the rules.
She shuffled slowly to the front.
Looking at the person in bed, she tears like rain, tears in torrents
Does it hurt?
She can't describe it. She just feels that her world is dark when she collapses.
She cried into tears.
Tang Huai knew her pain. He came forward and hugged her trembling.
No one here is not sad.
Their tears, the flow of brush.
The saddest and saddest are Shuyu and gujiajia.
One is a woman who lives in Jinghua, the other is a woman who loves Jinghua deeply
The child is more important than anything in his mother's heart. Now, he is gone, holding Jinghua's hand comfortably and crying to death.
Gu Jiajia almost fainted in Tang Huaihuai when she cried
It's all dark.
The families of the martyrs refused to leave.
Hall of heroes, crying.
Even the master was sad and shed tears. It rained all night.
Old lady Jing is tired of crying. At Jing Juntai's strong request, they go to the family room of Hero Hall to have a rest.
When she went out to Tanggu Jiajia and returned to the martyr's room again, she was holding a set of clean and tidy military uniforms of Jinghua military rank in her hands.
On the top of the uniform, there is a delicate box
In addition to the heavy sadness on her face, her face is calm.
She went to the bed and put the uniform on a table by the bed.
She knelt down in front of the bed and held Jinghua's hand. Her eyes were locked on his bloodless face. A light smile came out from the corner of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse: "you have been loyal to the country all your life. I feel proud and glorious for you. Your white dress is ugly. I'll change it for you. Your favorite military uniform. "
She gently stroked the man with one hand, firm and soft face, and then touched the wound on his neck -
Jing Xuan and others found Jing Hua and others in the explosion ruins.
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
Without their bravery and fearlessness to rush to the front, it would be impossible to destroy the enemy so quickly and come back so quickly.
Soldiers have the spirit of immortality, but there is no body of immortality
Jinghua was stabbed to death by a sharp weapon.
Gu Jiajia felt his wound and choked: "was it painful at that time? And now? Do I feel the pain when I touch it like this? "
“……”
"At the beginning of tomorrow, will we never meet again?"
“……”
"You bastard, why are you so cruel? I've been waiting for you to come back. Why do you come back in such a cruel way? You know I can't take it... "
“……”
"You love me, you shouldn't come back to see me like this..."
Gu Jiajia wept like rain again and cried: "after all, you are still in love with sister canjuan. If you don't want her alone, you will go to accompany her. But me? How can you be so cruel to me? "
Gu Jiajia's eyes were blurred by crying. Her hand went back to Jinghua's cold and stiff face. She stroked and cried: "I What's wrong with me? Do you love me or not? "
“……”
"Jinghua, I just need a word from you. Wake up and tell me if you love me...?"
“……”
"You bastard!"
When she cried to the saddest place, Gu Jiajia almost fainted.
She pretended to hold on
She picked up Jinghua and said to herself: "listen, you must dress up, or you will be bullied on huangquan road. The following people also like to bully new people... "
After changing Jinghua's clothes, Gu Jiajia applied makeup to the wound on Jinghua's neck with cosmetics. It was light. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a wound here.She put makeup on the wound and said: "from the first time I saw you, I had a special feeling for you Jinghua, do you remember where we first met? "
Gu Jiajia cried and smiled: "in the latrine, two Leng fools want to bully Tang Huai. Fortunately, you show up in time..."
She and him, a lot, a lot
But he didn't return her a word.
Second, the funeral begins -
the funeral is very grand!
In front of them are the soldiers of the elite troops. They are in good order and militarized.
Behind them, there are one military vehicle after another. On top of each military vehicle, there is a coffin -
for those who come to the hero's hall to see them off, when the military vehicle appears in their own sight, they all mourn and weep
Gu Jiajia sits there with her shoulders down. Her body looks soft, and she has no strength at all. 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 very sad tears, Zhong Xing's eyes moist. His heart, a pull a pull. Why? Why is this happening? Why did Jinghua leave her? That bastard! Gu Jiajia didn't speak, so she sat there crying. She can't listen to anything. It seems that all the atmosphere is full of sadness. The hearts of Tang Huai and Liu Xiaoxiao are also dignified and sad with this atmosphere Knowing that Jing Huawei died, Gu Feng came to guard Gu Jiajia. Looking at Gu Jiajia overnight, she was haggard and emaciated. Being a mother, her heart ached. Gu Jiajia's tears did not stop flowing. After receiving the notice that she could go to see Jinghua for the last time, she stopped her tears. Ming is about to hold a funeral. From this afternoon, the families of the dead soldiers can come to the Hero Hall and see the last glimpse of the dead hero. Gu Jiajia washed her face and walked out of the hygiene. Tang Huai, Tang Li and Da Ya are waiting for her in the living room. After crying for so long, her eyes were red and swollen, and her bags and dark circles came out. When they saw her, they couldn't help feeling sad. They love her! And Jinghua's sacrifice made them feel sad again and again. An unrelated person will feel heavy when he hears about his death. What's more, Jinghua, who lives in the same village, has known him since he was born Tang Huai never believed in Jinghua's sacrifice. In his last life, Jinghua was a senior military officer, who contributed a lot to the country! He also married a wife, gave birth to children, and lived a beautiful life. How come in this life, everything has changed? Up to now, she has never seen Jing Hua's body. She would rather be Jing Xuan and they mistakenly treat other soldiers as Jing Hua, than believe that Jing Hua is really sent to the Hero Hall. In a moment, they can go to Hero Hall. When they get to Hero Hall, they will know that the one who is regarded as Jinghua must not be Jinghua! Seeing that they were going to cry, Gu Jiajia smiled instead. But her smile is worse than her tears. She looked at Tang Huai and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to wear beautiful clothes. Tang Huai, would you come in and help me choose a beautiful dress?" "Good." Tang Huai and Gu Jiajia came into her room. 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, which one do you want to wear?" In the full wardrobe, there is only a black middle sleeve dress. Tang Huai reaches out and takes it: "everyone who goes to the hero's hall will wear black. Today, not only Jinghua's family members, but also the families of other sacrificial soldiers will go there. They are no more black than everyone else. Are you wearing colorful ones? " "I want to dress up beautifully. I want Jinghua to see my most beautiful side." Gu Jiajia looks at Tang Huai's skirt and reluctantly pulls 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 hall. It was built twenty years ago. The hall covers an area of 150 mu. Among them, there are 50 mu, which are used to build a two-story building after another. The rest are designed as a square. It looks like anmen Square in Kyoto. Today, the square is surrounded by white wreaths and white cloth strips. On the outskirts of the square stood rows of people who came to see the hero off. Inside, there are lines of soldiers. Their uniforms are neat and their looks are serious. If it wasn't for the sad air, there were white wreaths around the square, some people would think it was a military exercise. Jinghua's family came to martyr's room 1, block C. A martyr a room In the middle of the martyr's room, there is a one meter wide wooden bed, on which the sheets are all white. Even Jinghua, who lies on it, is dressed in white. As soon as Mrs. Jing came in, she saw the quiet man lying on the bed. Suddenly she burst into tears and jumped up: "Jinghua My grandson... "There are a lot of family members in the Jing family. The martyr's room at 28ping is full of people at the moment. Jing Juntai and village head Shu Yu are ahead of them, Gu Jiajia and Tang Huai are behind them. This is the rule, from close relatives to distant relatives Looking at the bed of people, Shuyu tears, like the lack of dam, surging out of the mouth. Shaking her legs, she walked slowly forward Up to now, her whole person is muddleheaded, the brain is muddleheaded like a paralysis paste. Her son Her son is lying here. That's her son! When she got to the bed, she fell down on her knees with a comfortable plop. She held out her trembling hand and touched Jinghua's quiet face, but there was no bloody face. She choked and tears flowed Listen to the old lady Jing's cry, listen to the weeping around me. Gu Jiajia doesn't care about the rules. She shuffled slowly to the front. Looking at the person in bed, she tears like rain, tears in torrents Does it hurt? She can't describe it. She just feels that her world is dark when she collapses. She cried into tears. Tang Huai knew her pain. He came forward and hugged her trembling. No one here is not sad. Their tears, the flow of brush. The saddest and saddest are Shuyu and gujiajia. One is a woman who lives in Jinghua, the other is a woman who loves Jinghua deeply The child is more important than anything in his mother's heart. Now, he is gone, holding Jinghua's hand comfortably and crying to death. Gu Jiajia almost fainted in Tang Huaihuai when she cried It's all dark. The families of the martyrs refused to leave. Hall of heroes, crying. Even the master was sad and shed tears. It rained all night. Old lady Jing is tired of crying. At Jing Juntai's strong request, they go to the family room of Hero Hall to have a rest. When she went out to Tanggu Jiajia and returned to the martyr's room again, she was holding a set of clean and tidy military uniforms of Jinghua military rank in her hands. On the top of the uniform, there is a delicate box In addition to the heavy sadness on her face, her face is calm. She went to the bed and put the uniform on a table by the bed. She knelt down in front of the bed and held Jinghua's hand. Her eyes were locked on his bloodless face. A light smile came out from the corner of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse: "you have been loyal to the country all your life. I feel proud and glorious for you. Your white dress is ugly. I'll change it for you. Your favorite military uniform. " She gently stroked the man with one hand, firm and soft face, and then touched the wound on his neck - Jing Xuan and others found Jing Hua and others in the explosion ruins. 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 Without their bravery and fearlessness to rush to the front, it would be impossible to destroy the enemy so quickly and come back so quickly. Soldiers have the spirit of immortality, but there is no body of immortality Jinghua was stabbed to death by a sharp weapon. Gu Jiajia felt his wound and choked: "was it painful at that time? And now? Do I feel the pain when I touch it like this? " "At the beginning of tomorrow, will we never meet again?" "You bastard, why are you so cruel? I've been waiting for you to come back. Why do you come back in such a cruel way? You know I can't take it... " "You love me, you shouldn't come back to see me like this..." Gu Jiajia wept like rain again and cried: "after all, you are still in love with sister canjuan. If you don't want her alone, you will go to accompany her. But me? How can you be so cruel to me? " Gu Jiajia's eyes were blurred by crying. Her hand went back to Jinghua's cold and stiff face. She stroked and cried: "I What's wrong with me? Do you love me or not? " "Jinghua, I just need a word from you. Wake up and tell me if you love me...?" "You bastard!" When she cried to the saddest place, Gu Jiajia almost fainted. She pretended to hold on She picked up Jinghua and said to herself: "listen, you must dress up, or you will be bullied on huangquan road. The following people also like to bully new people... " After changing Jinghua's clothes, Gu Jiajia applied makeup to the wound on Jinghua's neck with cosmetics. It was light. If you don't look carefully, you can't see a wound here.She put makeup on the wound and said: "from the first time I saw you, I had a special feeling for you Jinghua, do you remember where we first met? " Gu Jiajia cried and smiled: "in the latrine, two Leng fools want to bully Tang Huai. Fortunately, you show up in time..." She and him, a lot, a lot But he didn't return her a word. Second, the funeral begins - the funeral is very grand! In front of them are the soldiers of the elite troops. They are in good order and militarized. Behind them, there are one military vehicle after another. On top of each military vehicle, there is a coffin - for those who come to the hero's hall to see them off, when the military vehicle appears in their own sight, they all mourn and weep
