The Mountain Is Strong Because Of The Ridge, The House Is Firm Because Of The Pillar
Editor: Henyee Translations
Their silent sorrow enveloped the cemetery. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was like a huge rock that kept pressing down. The cold air enveloped everyone as they cried.
J5's parents weren't as emotional as yesterday. The white-haired old mother touched J5's photo on the tombstone again and again with her rough hands. "Son, your comrades are here to send you off. You have to bless them with their safety, understand?
"Even though you've left, your comrades are still alive. You have to bless them. Bless them well."
She had cried too much. Her voice was so hoarse that every word was unclear. Even so, all the soldiers from the Xueyu unit standing in front of the tombstone heard her.
When Major General Yang put on his military cap, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes and said to Ye Jian, "Little Ye, go and help Aunt up…" It was time to go down the mountain. If they stayed any longer, the elderly's bodies wouldn't be able to take it.