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The song flew up in the sky like wings, passed through the open door, and floated outside the theater. This theater was next to a small warehouse. At this time, Wang Jiang was leaning at the door of the small warehouse, as if he was in a daze. He stood there motionless, listening to this extremely familiar song, and couldn't tell what it felt like. But before he could stand for a while, his cousin's sharp voice sounded again behind him. He scolded: "You just eat what you want and don't do anything?" He knew he was talking about himself, so he could only smile bitterly. He was about to turn back to move the goods when he saw a burly People's Liberation Army cadre carrying a neat marching backpack and holding in his hand Carrying a package, I strode over. I saw him at a glance and called out: "Fellow, I want to ask you, how to get to Nanping Grand Theater?"
Wang Jiang was stunned for a moment, pointed at the huge building next to him, and told him: "It's right here!"
"Oh!" The People's Liberation Army cadre smiled on his face and said repeatedly: "Thank you, fellow man!" As he said that, he passed in front of him and ran quickly to the place where the singing was wafting.
Wang Jiang was still paying attention to the passerby, and suddenly he felt that his face looked very much like Xiong Sanwa. But when he thought of Xiong Sanwa, he felt like he wanted to escape quickly. He had already heard that Zhang Xian was dead. On the battlefield in Huaihai, the person he was most afraid of seeing at this time was Xiong Sanwa, who was Zhang Xian's closest orderly and one of the people who was most afraid of him. But this world is so lucky. That day I was in a bad mood and drank to a pulp, and I happened to meet Xiong Sanwa, who had become a squad leader of the People's Liberation Army, and was sent home by him. It was really embarrassing and humiliating. Now my Compared with Xiong Sanwa, this situation is like heaven and earth, as long as he doesn't cause trouble for himself! Thinking of this, my cousin's urging sounded in my ears again: "Why don't you have ears?" Wang Jiang smiled bitterly. His vanity had been polished away long ago during his time in prison, and he had long learned to tolerate it. , now it¡¯s just dragging a broken body, let¡¯s just treat it as a walking corpse! He slowly turned around and went about his business under the disgusted eyes of his cousin.
The PLA cadre who asked Wang Jiang for directions was Xiong Sanwa¡¯s second brother, Xiong Guigui. Now he is a combat hero of the 214th Division and was promoted to deputy company commander. At this time, he took a few days off during the Chinese New Year to visit his younger brother Xiong Sanwa in the 215th Division. He also came to see his old boss Xia Yang and his old friend Zhang Yi.
The 214th Division did not enter Kunming, but was stationed in Anning County to the west of Dian Lake, so it was already past noon when he arrived at Kunming. When he arrived at the camp, he found out that everyone had gone to the Nanping Grand Theater. Although he It wasn't his first time here. He had been to this city before when he joined the Kuomintang expeditionary force, but it was far away after all, and he still had some diversions when he came here.
Finally arriving at the entrance of Nanping Grand Theater, Xiong Guangye showed his ID to the guard. This guard from the 643rd Regiment had heard of such a hero in the 72nd Army, and chatted with him cordially, and Tell him that his brother Xiong Sanwa is performing on stage at this time!
Hearing that his younger brother was also on the stage, Xiong Gengjie didn't care to say anything anymore and ran towards the theater. As soon as he rushed through the door, he saw Xiong Sanwa singing loudly on the stage. He couldn't help but get excited. Think about it. , the two brothers have not seen each other for several years. For him, the last meeting in the hospital behind Nakano was just a dream and had no impression at all. At this time, if he were not in such a theater with thousands of people watching, he would definitely rush forward and hug his brother tightly.
Xiong Guangye still suppressed the excitement in his heart and quietly walked to the front stage along the outer passage of the theater. He was going to go backstage. He knew that after the performance, he would definitely go backstage.
However, when he was about to walk to the stage, he suddenly saw Xiong Zhuoran sitting on the edge. Xiong Zhuoran was the political commissar of the 72nd Army. His appearance here did not surprise him, but he also saw Xiong Zhuoran sitting next to him. Sitting next to Xiong Zhuoran was a woman who was much younger than him. This woman was also wearing the uniform of the People's Liberation Army, and he seemed to have seen that face before. On the other side of Xiong Zhuoran, there is an eight or nine-year-old girl sitting, with a bow on her head, leaning on Xiong Zhuoran, and holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. People who don't know her can also see it. This is a father and daughter. Xiong Gegege suddenly remembered that he had seen this woman before, in Xiong Zhuoran's photos. She was the wife he later married, and she should be the woman named Li Yue. A kind of natural disgust suddenly rose up in Xiong Qingye's heart.
On the stage, Zhang Xian and Xiong Sanwa had finished singing their second song and were about to take the curtain call. Xiong Zhuoran¡¯s wife shouted to the little girl leaning on Xiong Zhuoran: ¡°Xiao Zhen, go give it to your third brother. Send flowers!¡±
This girl named Xiao Zhen agreed,nbsp; "Let's go!" Xiong Zhuoran said softly.
Li Yue nodded, held Xiao Zhen's hand, and turned to leave with Xiong Zhuoran.
Zhang Xian knew that even if Xiong Gengyi didn't come here, given Xiong Sanwa's character, he wouldn't have followed them; but think about it, didn't Xiong Zhuoran know that this would be the result? He must know, but as a father, there may always be a little bit of hope, maybe thinking that one day, his son will change his mind.
Seeing Xiong Zhuoran and his wife disappearing around the corner outside the theater, Zhang Xian held the bouquet of flowers and prepared to go find Xiong Sanwa and Xiong Revolution. When he turned around, he saw Wang Jinna and Xiaohu, Looking at him from the corner on the other side, his heart suddenly jumped!
It¡¯s the New Year. According to Chinese tradition, everyone hopes to reunite with their families during the New Year. Of course, both Zhang Xian and Wang Jinna also have this hope. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com