Chapter 633 Tragic History 2

Feng Qingxue's nose felt sore, "You must be able to see the peaceful and prosperous age of our country to comfort Mr. Li's spirit in heaven!"

With the desperate efforts of one generation after another, why should the country not be strong? Why worry about not having peace and prosperity?

Whether they are heroes who have died in the war, or current border guards, third-line workers, children supporting the border, etc., they are all using their backbones to hold up the sky for the next generation.

Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. No one understood the meaning of this sentence better than she, a person from the 21st century.

"Sister Wang, our country is a dragon waking up from its slumber, and a lion waking up from its slumber. The devastation has become a thing of the past. Give our country some time, and we and our next generation will definitely be able to see To the scene of the giant dragon soaring and the roaring lion!" Feng Qingxue continued.

Wang Sanbao nodded, "Yes, time will prove that our country will gradually become more prosperous, we will wait and see! I never want to see the ravines and lakes filled with the corpses of the people again!"

"Ah?" Feng Qingxue was shocked.

All the ravines and lakes are filled with the corpses of the people. How tragic is that? How shocking!

"That's what happened in your hometown. Aren't you and Lu Jiang from Huaihai City?" Seeing Feng Qingxue nodding, Wang Sanbao said: "More than ten years have passed since the Battle of Huaihai, but I still remember it vividly. I was on the battlefield back then, and I went there several times after the founding of the People's Republic of China. When the old people couldn't walk, they asked the young people to run away. I missed the old people who stayed at home. After the war stopped, Many people went home, and the houses and courtyards were filled with bullet casings and cannon shells. They could sweep out a small mountain! There is a mountain near your Wanglou Village. It was not that short originally, but the top of the mountain was blown away by artillery fire. There are ravines in the south and north of the mountain. It was filled with corpses. The reservoir in Wanglou Village was originally a piece of flat land, but it was a deep hole created by the shells that formed the reservoir today. "

"I have never heard of these things." Feng Qingxue said.

Wang Sanbao sighed: "Those who can survive have their lives stolen from the King of Hell. No one wants to look back on the past. I can understand their thoughts. Maybe after a few decades, when the trauma is over, they may mention the past. Suffering. If you go back and ask Lu Jiang, he will definitely remember what happened. When he joined the army, he was in my army and participated in that battle. "

Feng Qingxue knew that Lu Jiang had joined the army at the age of sixteen, but she did not know that the first battle Lu Jiang participated in was the famous Battle of Huaihai. When she got home in the evening, she did not bother to show off her military uniform to Lu Jiang, but asked him if he was That's really what happened.

Lu Jiang didn't think about the past for a long time. He was stunned for a while when his wife spoke.

"Why do you think of asking these things?" he asked in confusion.

"I heard Sister Sanbao talking about this battle today. I feel ashamed. Although I live in my hometown, I don't know the experience at all. I think I should ask clearly and keep history in mind."

"Yes, Sister Sanbao is right." Lu Jiang teased the giggling Xibao to explain the past, "The air-raid shelter in Xishan has come in handy. No one is living in it now, but that doesn't mean it was empty at that time. . I remember when the war was raging, the old and young in Wanglou Village hid in the air raid shelters and didn’t dare to come out until after the air raid, so it wasn’t as tragic as yours in Caohu.”