Taoyuan Little Miracle Doctor

Chapter 664 Cemetery Gathering
Wen Shuya's words may sound a bit awkward at first because her words are full of utilitarianism.

But after Wang Chen thought about it carefully, he suddenly understood that Wen Shuya's intention was not to let him use every opportunity to curry favor with powerful people.

Instead, look for opportunities to integrate into different circles and meet different people.

And then enrich yourself by learning different things with these people in these circles.

And when the friendship between each other reaches a certain level, there will inevitably be a situation of helping each other.

At that time, Wang Chen will no longer rely on those people to do things, but will be able to do their own things more conveniently.

Network is intangible wealth.

The connections gained through flattery can only bring short-term wealth to this person.

But the connections built through heart-to-heart communication and mutual help can be inexhaustible wealth throughout a lifetime.

After thinking about this, Wang Chen looked at Wen Shuya with gratitude: "Thank you, I will seize this opportunity."

Wen Shuya smiled, her eyes full of admiration.

She likes to deal with smart people like Wang Chen, because working with smart people doesn't make them tired.

And if you work with a person who is very arrogant, you will not only be exhausted in the end, but you will even be burdened with yourself.

While talking, they had already walked along the steps to the corridor halfway up the mountain.

Wen Shuya pointed to the roads on the left and right sides and said: "These two are a circular road. No matter which way you go, you can see some miniature sculptures from the war period on the road.

To put it simply, the entire road around the mountain is lined with war scenes carved out of stone.

On the other side of the mountain, where the two roads meet, is a large martyrs cemetery. "

Wang Chen clicked his tongue and said, "I just heard that there is an Evergreen Mountain in the county, but I didn't know that there are such buildings and meaningful things on the Evergreen Mountain."

Wen Shuya took Wang Chen to the left and said: "Every war has cost countless ancestors their lives. It can be said that the current peace is bought with their blood.

As future generations of us, living in this peaceful era, in addition to adhering to their last wishes and building a stronger homeland, we must also remember their contributions.

The best way to remember them is to watch their experiences and feel their pain.

Therefore, during peacetime, countless cemeteries were built in China, and many war miniature sculptures were also made.

Its purpose is to alert future generations so that they can be more energetic and strong! "

While walking, Wang Chen listened to Wen Shuya's introduction while observing the sculptures around him.

Although those sculptures are all carved from stone, the scenes they form when combined can easily remind people of the brutality of the war and the tragic sacrifices of those ancestors!
Of course, it also makes people more aware of the hatefulness of those enemies!
When seeing this, Wang Chen's mood was a little complicated.

He mourned the sacrifices of those who came before him.

I am also grateful to be in peace at this time.

At the same time, he was also thinking that when people complain about being tired and complaining about the unfairness of the world, they really should come here to take a look.

Looking at the sacrifices of those ancestors and the brutality of those wars, then I am afraid they will not feel that they are very tired.

The mountain road is very long.

But while walking and observing, he quickly followed Wen Shuya to the door of the cemetery.

The buildings and sculptures in the cemetery all have a solemn and solemn atmosphere, which makes people feel awe-inspiring just by standing in front of the door.

Wen Shuya pointed to the small pavilion in front of her: "That's where Uncle Zhang and the others gather every time." Wang Chen followed her pointer and saw that there were already more than a dozen figures standing in the small pavilion.

There are old and young, male and female.

The old one is sitting in a wheelchair, while the others are standing upright in the pavilion.

"Let's go there." Wen Shuya smiled and led Wang Chen into the pavilion.

"Girl Shuya, is this your boyfriend? He looks very handsome."

As soon as they entered, a middle-aged man standing at the door of the pavilion asked with a smile.

Wen Shuya blushed, shook her head and said, "Uncle Qian, he is my friend Wang Chen, and he is here on behalf of Uncle Zhang this time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Chen clearly felt that everyone in the pavilion was looking at him.

When he was a little at a loss, a gray-haired old man came over, grabbed his hand and asked: "Squad Leader Zhang... is gone?"

"This is Uncle Li. During the war, he was the youngest soldier in Uncle Zhang's class." Wen Shuya on the side introduced.

Wang Chen greeted him respectfully, and then took out the box that Uncle Zhang gave him from his bag: "Uncle Li, Uncle Zhang passed away more than ten days ago. This is the relic that he asked me to give to you before he died. "

Uncle Li took a deep look at Wang Chen, and then took Uncle Zhang's relics with trembling hands.

He walked into the pavilion step by step, and then several old soldiers gathered together.

They were looking at the things Uncle Zhang left and talking about some things they had with him.

Wang Chen and Wen Shuya didn't speak, they just stood quietly and listened quietly.

Half an hour later, the old soldiers wiped away their tears, tidied their clothes, and walked to the small house not far away with the box left by Uncle Zhang.

Wang Chen was about to follow, but was stopped by Wen Shuya.

Wen Shuya said: "In that house, there are memorial tablets for each of them. The tablets of the living people are covered with cloth. When they pass away, the remaining people will lift the cloth. Then place the relic behind the tablet.”

The house they went to was only less than twenty square meters.

Wang Chen couldn't help but asked in confusion: "They are all heroes and martyrs. They should be placed in a bigger house. Why would they put the memorial tablets in such a small house?"

"Because they don't want to take up too much public space." Wen Shuya's lips moved: "It's not like those rich people nowadays who want to build a cemetery bigger than a villa after they die!"

Wang Chen's lips moved, and he was even more in awe of these veterans and martyrs.

After a while, the old soldiers came out of the house again.

After returning to the pavilion, they waved to everyone.

Then everyone sat down.

Wen Shuya whispered: "Every year there is an unwritten process for the gathering. The first step is to tell the juniors about the war they experienced in the pavilion.

The second step is to take us to the cemetery and introduce us to the lives and past of those martyrs.

The third step is for everyone to sit together and chat, talk about each other and the future. "

Wang Chen nodded, and then he, Wen Shuya and others quietly listened to the stories of the seniors...

(End of this chapter)