"The lieutenant general ignored them. You can rest assured." T6 saw Commander-in-Chief Xia walking in front and reminded him softly, "The lieutenant general has guards around him. The two of them won't get close easily."
As for how the two of them got closer… T6's gaze darkened. He needed to ntion this to Xia Jinyuan.
No one was walking around casually. They watched as the eight lieutenants lifted the flag-covered coffin again. Ye Jian, who was holding Grandpa Gen's black and white photo, couldn't help but tighten her grip.
Uncle Gen, who chose to be cremated, would eventually lie in a small urn… and be sent to the martyrs' morial park to rest.
From now on, she wouldn't be able to see the old man who would send her to the village entrance every ti she went out and would only go ho when he couldn't see her.
From now on, she wouldn't be able to hear the old man's kind voice or bright laughter anymore.
"Let's go." Xia Jinyuan gently held the girl whose willpower made his heart ache. He said gently, "We need to send Uncle on his last trip. We need to send Uncle to his old comrades' sides."
Ye Jian took a deep breath and nodded slightly. That's right. Grandpa said that he missed his old comrades very much. He wanted to return to their side and sing the song of the long march together so that they could relive the hard tis together.
The coffin was carried by eight lieutenants. Ye Jian was still walking at the front. The only difference was that she was accompanied by Xia Jinyuan and Commander-in-Chief Xia.
Ye Zhifan wanted to chase after them but when he saw this, he imdiately pulled Ye Ying to the martyrs' morial park.
This was Ye Zhifan's ability. He knew that it was useless even if he followed them now. He decided to go to the cetery and wait for them. He wanted to see if there was anything he could help with.
Ever since Ye Ying saw her father talking to the lieutenant general who was said to be the highest-ranking officer in the military, she couldn't help but admire him. She didn't express her opinion casually anymore. If not, why would there be the saying "the older, the wiser"?
"When you reach the morial, find sothing to do. Be more obvious and agile. You must let the lieutenant general see what you are doing, even if they only look at you once. Yingying, that will be their impression of you. Do you understand?"
The convinced Ye Ying listened to his advice readily.
She knew that her father was capable but she had never seen soone as powerful as him. When the senior official looked at her, her knees almost buckled. But her father was able to talk to the lieutenant general!
Ye Ying was extrely proud. If she could get close to the lieutenant general, she would have no problem entering the capital city's political regint! At that ti, she would teach Ye Jian a lesson!
Her heart was filled with hatred. Sohow, she felt emboldened.
What happened today left a shadow in Ye Ying's heart. Now, when she thought about how Ye Jian had a military rank before even entering the unit, she felt so frustrated that her heart hurt.
At 6 pm, Ye Jian ca to the martyrs' morial park with an urn covered with a folded flag. She walked one step at a ti to the grave where Uncle Gen will be buried. However, she realized that even the tombstone had been carved.
"Uncle Gen knew that he wouldn't be able to make it. He even asked Commander Liu and Commissar Yan to prepare everything behind my back. He didn't want to make you sad." Principal Chen's voice was hoarse. It was so gritty that you needed to listen carefully to know what he said.
The last handful of soil was filled up. Ye Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly as she kneeled. She tried her best to suppress her trembling voice and smiled while crying, "Grandpa was afraid that I would get distracted during my training. He endured it even when he was sick."
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