"Sister Qin Zhen, go all the way!"

The wind keeps blowing.

This is a halfway up the mountain, with green trees and birds singing and flowers blooming.

On the mountain, a new grave was flying white paper.

On the mottled tombstone, there are several red characters carved: The Tomb of Martyr Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen was buried in a quiet place.

Here, facing the Yuexi Dam, she can protect her hometown and beside her parents at all times.

She no longer has to look westward in Chengdu hundreds of miles away in front of the vast starry sky.

Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

Chen Xi stood in front of the tombstone and was silent.

But I wish the dead to rest in peace and the living to be strong.

Because, beside her, there was a middle-aged man and woman who supported each other and had gray hair.

"Child, I'm proud of you!" After a long silence, Qin Yong looked at the tombstone and straightened his back.

"salute!"

Behind the old man was Zhao Gang and his team of policemen, holding their heads up and saluted to the tombstone.

At this time, someone cried in a low voice.

They were the elders and fellow villagers from Yuexi, wearing Yi clothes and holding a white chew on their heads. Everyone was very sad.

However, what has passed away is gone, and the heroic woman will never come back.

Sorrow is inevitable, but those who are alive have to continue to live.

"Let's go! She still didn't come!" Qin Yong sighed, held his wife and turned around.

Everyone moved their steps one after another.

"Sister!" At this moment, a heart-wrenching roar came from the bottom of the mountain.

Everyone looked at it.

"She is here!" Chen Xi murmured to himself, and finally let out a long sigh on his face.

It was a beautiful figure.

She has braids, black leather jacket, jeans, and black boots, which are wild and hard to tame.

She ran over with a Martin guitar on her back.

"The crazy girl is back, the crazy girl is back!"

Everyone made a way out.

"Feng'er!"

At this moment, the two white-haired old men were filled with tears again.

"Dad, mom!" She walked through the crowd and came to her parents, and knelt down with a bang.

"Child! Go and see your sister!" The two old men pointed at the mottled tombstone with trembling hands.

"Sister, I'm back, I'm back!" Qin Feng cried, heart-wrenching.

She knelt, crawled, and came to the tombstone.

Her hands were stroked from the tombstone as if they were touching a person's face.

"The Tomb of Martyr Qin Zhen!" She murmured in a low voice, laughed bitterly, and suddenly, stood up and roared loudly.

"No! Sister, don't leave! No! What a bullshit martyr, who carved it? I always don't want you to be a policeman. What kind of policeman? I want you to come back, sister!"

Qin Feng became crazy and suddenly climbed to the grave. She was digging the soil with bare hands.

"Sister, I'm back home! You can't leave me behind!" As the loess flew, her heart was torn apart inch.

"Girl, what are you doing? That's your sister's grave. How do you dig your sister's grave?" The white-haired old woman cried bitterly.

She wanted to stop Qin Feng, but as soon as she took a step, she staggered and almost fell down.

Qin Yong held her in time and looked at the crazy figure on the grave, heartache as if it was a knife.

"Girl, what are you doing? Come down, your sister is dead, what else do you want to do toss!"

"No!" Qin Feng roared, his eyes red, and he kept throwing the soil, "I want my sister, I want my sister!"

"Child, I'm down, let your sister rest in peace!" Zhao Gang walked forward with a bitter expression, trying to pull Qin Feng down.

"Bang!" Qin Feng slapped Zhao Gang in the face with his backhand.

Everyone was stunned.

She actually took action.

"Get out! Get out of all!" Qin Feng said in a cold voice, "It's you, you, who killed my sister! Everyone praised her as a hero, and said she was proud, and forced her to death, and got out of here!"

Suddenly, Qin Feng stopped crying.

She walked down to the grave and handed over the loess she had dug out, and then picked up the original position again. In terms of fact, she had already dug out a pit.

"Sister, I'll help you!" Chen Xi stepped forward and brought the sprinkled loess back to the grave and filled the pit with Qin Feng.

After a long time, Qin Feng returned to the tombstone, knelt down again, without saying a word.

Chen Xi stood beside him, silent.

After three years of missing, Sister Qin Feng grew taller and became more generous. However, Chen Xi felt a little dazed. She felt that she was getting further and further away from Sister Qin Feng.

Three years of time seem like a lifetime ago.

They are all growing up, but some things can never come back.

"Dad, mom, my daughter is unfilial. You go home first, I'll be here to accompany my sister."

After a long time, Qin Feng spoke.

"Okay!" Qin Yong sighed, shook his head slightly, held his wife, staggered, and walked down the mountain.

If it were in the past, their father and daughter would have to have a big quarrel.

Now, I don’t even feel like a quarrel.

The crowd gradually faded away, and there were only two people left in front of the grave, one kneeling and the other standing.

"Sister, get up!" Chen Xi finally spoke.

"Yes!" Qin Feng stood up, put down his guitar, and sat directly in front of the tombstone.

"You shouldn't blame them, let alone parents!"

Chen Xi said, "This is Qin Zhen's choice!"

"I..." Qin Feng wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

"Uncles and aunts are old, they are even sadder than you!" Chen Xi said.

"I'm not blaming them, I'm blaming myself!" Qin Feng held his head in great pain.

"When I left, I had a fight with my sister, wuwu!" Suddenly, she hugged Chen Xi and started crying again.

"I have always wanted to ask you a question!" Chen Xi asked without any consolation, but instead, "Do you think pursuing dreams is important or family members are important?"

"Hmm?" Qin Feng was stunned and let go of Chen Xi.

"Actually, we discussed this issue three years ago, but at that time, I was still young and confused, and I couldn't figure it out!"

Chen Xi continued, "It is a good thing to have dreams, but if you pursue your dreams wholeheartedly and give up your family, what's the use of such a dream? Isn't such a person ungrateful? Especially the kind of parents' kindness is greater than that of a mountain. If even parents can give up, then is it still considered a human being? Such a person, even if he achieves a high level of success, it makes people despise it!"

"Xiao Xi, are you scolding me?" Qin Zhen looked at Chen Xi, unable to believe it.

"No!" Chen Xi shook her head, "I just feel that you really passed this time."

"Although Sister Qin Zhen doesn't go home often, that's a helpless act, she always cares about her parents. In your heart, there is only guitar and only music. Have you ever thought about your parents being old? You have thought about how old you went to the film school with a guitar on anger. My aunt was sick and couldn't get out of bed for more than a month? You have thought about how uncomfortable you felt when you were crying and making a fuss here just now? They are old! They can't stand your troubles several times! Last time I saw you, you were having a hunger strike, and now, this is the case again..."

"I..." Qin Zhen was speechless.

"You want to learn music, communicate well with your parents, and discuss it. Just go to the music school. As long as your uncles and aunts understand what you think, how can you not support you? If you leave in anger, what if you get admitted to the film school? Will they be happy? Do you want them to feel that they owe you? Do they owe you? Don't forget, you are a daughter, not a king of heaven!"

Chen Xi said, stood up, respectfully towards the tombstone, bowed respectfully, and turned around and left.

"I'm going back first. Uncle and aunt are at home and need someone to take care of you. Think about it yourself... Finally, I'll say, if you do this, even if you occasionally create some works, you will have no soul!"

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Chapter completed!