Kryptonians come to the second dimension

After half a day's journey,

They came to a small town.

Then continue to cross a large area of ​​lofty mountains,

Only then can we reach today’s destination: Bafangtun.

There are mountain roads ahead, and transportation is inaccessible, so we can only go there on foot.

Fortunately, this team alerted the local government.

The local government directly sent a helicopter to send Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf to Bafangtun.

As for the other warriors, they went there on foot.

After some twists and turns,

The two finally arrived at their destination: a simple private house.

Lone Wolf sighed repeatedly: "There are four martyrs in a family, but their families live in such a simple and difficult condition. I feel sorry for the soldiers in northern Xinjiang."

"Brother, after I go back, I am willing to confine myself to self-imprisonment for half a year."

Ye Wudao: "Find out the situation first and then talk."

"Let's go in."

The two of them entered the courtyard.

In the courtyard, an old lady with wrinkles on her face was sitting.

The old man is quite old, but he is still weaving bamboo baskets.

Her hands were full of holes punctured by bamboo.

There is no doubt that

The old lady supplements her family income by weaving bamboo baskets.

When she noticed someone coming in, the old lady slowly raised her head and looked at them with squinted eyes.

After confirming the identity of the two people,

The old lady's hand shook and the bamboo basket fell to the ground.

His eyes also became cloudy.

She seemed to have realized the purpose of the two coming here.

The old lady calmed down quickly.

She stood up with difficulty and nodded to the two of them: "Chief, you are here, please come in and sit in the room."

good!

The old lady tremblingly led the two of them into the room.

Ye Wudao saw that she was unsteady and helped her up personally.

The room was very simple and dilapidated.

But it was kept clean and there was no smell.

Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf just walked in,

His eyes were attracted by the tribute table at home.

Although the old lady lives in poverty,

However, the offerings on the tribute table were abundant.

Fruit, snacks, meat.

On the tribute table, there are four spiritual tablets.

Only then did Ye Wudao and Lone Wolf know,

It turned out that the old man's father was also a martyr.

So far, the old man's father, husband, and three sons have all died in the battlefield.

Well-deserved home of martyrs!

Lone Wolf felt even more guilty,

He didn't even have the nerve to express his intention.

He wanted Ye Wudao to hand over Wang Wei's ashes to the old lady.

Can,

He called Ye Wudao several times, but he didn't respond.

Lone Wolf raised his head and discovered that Ye Wudao was staring blankly at the memorial tablet.

There was a strange color in his eyes.

Ye Wudao asked: "Old man, may I ask who wrote these spiritual tablets?"

The old lady sighed and carefully wiped the coffin.

"These spiritual tablets were sent by a white-haired man."

The three words "white-haired man" deeply touched Ye Wudao's nerves.

He couldn't wait to ask again: "Old madam, do you know the identity of that white-haired man?"

"Or any information about him?"

The old lady shook her head: "I know nothing."

Ye Wudao thought for a moment and said, "The white-haired man sent the spiritual remains of your relatives. He must have a close relationship with your relatives."

"Old madam, may I ask which army your relative served in during his lifetime and what kind of job he did?"

The old lady shook her head again: "I don't know either, they never told me."

Ye Wudao took out the photo of the master and He Qingtian and showed it to the old lady: "Old lady, is that the white-haired man who sent the spiritual throne back then?"

The old lady took one look and nodded without hesitation: "Yes, that's him."