Luo Zhiyuan patted Xia ruofei's shoulder and said with a smile,""Young man, I can see that you have a deep relationship with little Luo!"
Xia ruofei nodded silently and the two of them walked down the mountain.
Back at the entrance of the cemetery, Xia ruofei shook hands with Luo Zhiyuan and said,""Thank you so much for today, uncle Luo. I'll have to trouble you to take care of my class monitor's grave in the future ..."
"Don't worry, young man!" Luo Zhiyuan smiled and said,"I'll take good care of every comrade who is sleeping here."
Xia ruofei nodded and saluted to Luo Zhiyuan. This was his respect for a veteran who had been holding fast.
Luo Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, but he immediately saluted back.
Under the setting sun, one of them was dressed in casual clothes, while the other was wearing an old military uniform from decades ago. However, their military salutes did not look out of place at all. Instead, they looked very solemn.