Chapter 1541 The Price of a Happy Life (Second update, please subscribe)
Like all cities, Dongning is also a city made up of immigrants. Once upon a time, it was just a small seaside town, and most of the people living here were dark-skinned Irians.
In terms of skin color, they are not even Asian, but closer to African.
Of course, this is not Asia, but Oceania.
But all this is in the past.
"Company Commander, look, this is our place..."
Zhou Dafa, who was sitting in front of the tombstone, looked at the words on the tombstone and said:
"Look, the people buried here are all our compatriots. When you were in the Japanese concentration camp, you said that if you die, let me burn you to ashes and bury you in your own land. Don't be a foreign ghost. In fact, it’s not foreign. Look, doesn’t this place belong to us?”
Zhou Dafa, who was smoking, sighed and continued:
"Company Commander, don't blame me. I wanted to take you back at first, but then the Australians sent us all here. Later, there were more and more Tang people here. Look, they are not our own." ……”
In this way, he and the company commander were talking and chatting without a word.
In the past few years, Zhou Dafa would come to the cemetery every festival to chat and talk with his comrades.
At that time, he and his comrades fought against the Japanese and stayed in the solitary camp for several years. When the Pacific War broke out, the Japanese army broke into the British Concession, captured the remaining troops trapped here, and took them away. They were imprisoned in Nanjing Laohuqiao Prison and subjected to all kinds of torture and abuse. , some people were escorted to Japanese concentration camps in Papua New Guinea in the South Pacific to serve as laborers.
During those years, the comrades around him died one by one. After Japan surrendered, they were rescued by the Australian army, but the company commander and others died on the eve of victory.
He originally wanted to take their ashes back home, but then they ended up here. Because of this, he felt somewhat guilty towards his comrades. After all, he could not bring them home.
After chatting with his comrades for a long time, Zhou Dafa left the cemetery and drove home.
Because it is the weekend, the whole family is at home. His wife Yumei is preparing lunch in the kitchen, and the daughters are doing aerobics in the living room following the TV. As for those little boys, some are crazy, and some are crazy. is reading a novel in the room,
"Ah Hui, hurry up and call your brothers to eat. Fu Sheng, hurry up and wash your hands."
Yumi greeted the family and asked her eldest daughter to bring out delicious dishes and soup.
Looking at the table full of food, Zhou Dafa looked at the sweat on Yumi's forehead and felt a little emotional. Yumi was of Japanese descent. During the years she was married to him, she not only worked hard and was extremely virtuous, but also gave birth to 7 children for him, four. A son and three daughters.
For a family of nine, just cooking is hard enough. But she never complained.
The family was eating, laughing, and chatting. This was their happiest moment.
Suddenly Yumi said:
"I don't know how Wangtang is doing in Kenya. It's almost the Spring Festival. I miss him very much."
"Well, I'll look back and write him a letter with a few words of advice..."
Zhou Dafa specifically said:
"Although there is no risk in our war now, be careful and you won't make a big mistake!"
The eldest daughter also said:
"Oh, don't worry, Dad, Wang Tang is fine, nothing will happen to him."
After eating, Zhou Dafa started to flip through the newspaper. While his daughters went to wash the dishes, Yumi also turned on the TV and watched TV.
On this day, everything was the same as all the past weekends. The family was enjoying a leisurely weekend.
Zhou Dafa reads newspapers differently from other people who read local news first. He has a habit of reading national events first.
In fact, as a local policeman, he doesn't need to pay attention to these news at all. What international news or national events have to do with him?
A lot of news in newspapers is related to the war, including the US military bombing and military operations in Saigon, as well as anti-terrorism operations in Sumatra, Java and other places.
"This world is not peaceful!"
While feeling emotional, Zhou Dafa thought of his son, who was serving in the army. He went to Kenya with the army to participate in Commonwealth military operations.
"God bless him and keep him safe..."
For Zhou Dafa, who experienced World War II, he would still pray for his children.
"Dad, someone is coming."
At this time, the second brother Zhou Wangchu's shout interrupted his meditation. Only then did he notice the doorbell ringing.
Zhou Wangchu had already walked to the living room door. After opening the door, he saw several soldiers in military uniforms standing in the corridor through the screen window.
"Excuse me, is this the home of Senior Soldier Zhou Wangtang?"
"Yes, sir, please come in."
When inviting them into the house, Zhou Wangchu turned around and shouted.
"Dad, there are several officers looking for big brother."
Several officers came to Wangtang.
In an instant, Zhou Dafa was stunned, and he clenched his fist involuntarily. As for Yumi, who was watching TV, she was also stunned. She bit her lip fiercely and trembled uncontrollably. Bad thoughts emerged in their hearts, and Yumei even nervously held her husband's hand in search of strong support.
But Zhou Dafa's hands were trembling there, and he was biting his lips, as if he didn't want to face all this.
At this time, three soldiers walked in, a captain and two soldiers. When the three of them saw Zhou Dafa, they stood at attention and saluted.
"Mr. Zhou Dafa, I am Captain Zhao Chao from the Dongning Military Affairs Office. I am here under orders..."
At this moment, Zhou Dafa's legs were shaking, his throat was whimpering, and he could hardly stand still. Yumi cried "Ah" loudly, and the children were also stunned. The sisters and their mother hugged each other and cried bitterly. Several teenagers stood there in a daze, and Zhou Wangchu suddenly sat on the ground.
"This letter is issued from the Defense Command!"
This is a special envelope, specially designed to contain notices of fallen soldiers.
"On behalf of the military, I express my condolences to Mr. Zhou Dafa and your family. Mr. Ling was killed in Kenya three days ago..."
Shudderingly, he took the letter. This thin letter seemed to be heavier than everything else. At this time, Zhou Dafa could no longer support it. He sat on the sofa and read the letter over and over again. , chanting:
"This, this is impossible, no, impossible, no..., I, I passed by that, so many people, none of them died, none of them died..."
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His lips were trembling, and tears were already flowing down.
He couldn't believe it was true, because he didn't want to believe it, and he wanted to say more - you must have made a mistake.
At this time, Wang Quanfu, who lived opposite him, and several neighbors came. I saw the military car and the arrival of these officers.
Although I don't know why they came, I can guess that their arrival may not necessarily bring good news.
Looking at Zhou Dafa who was trembling all over and sitting on the sofa crying. Wang Quanfu walked to him and said:
"Brother Zhou..."
Wang Quanfu's wife Aizawa Yuya walked to Yumi's side, hugged her tightly and comforted her. And she lay on Yu Aizawa's body in despair, crying, there was no sound, only tears.
"Full blessing, full blessing, look forward to him, he..."
Zhou Dafa cried again when he said this. Any comfort at this time is in vain. The most painful thing in the world is when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person to someone else.
I don't know how long it took before Zhou Dafa opened the envelope and took out the ominous letter inside:
Dear Mr. Zhou Dafa:
Your son, Captain Zhou Wangtang, served in the Third Company of the Second Battalion of the 1st Mobile Brigade under my command. He fought bravely with the troops during their mission in Kenya, but unfortunately he was killed in action on January 23. In recognition of the merits of Senior Private Zhou Wangtang, I have awarded him the Medal of Loyalty and Valor. I would like to express my deepest condolences to Senior Soldier Zhou Wangtang. And please express your condolences.
Yours faithfully
Colonel Ma Pengyuan, commander of the 1st Mobile Brigade
in Nairobi, Kenya
A letter traveled by plane from a distant foreign country and finally reached its destination after many twists and turns.
It kept a father's heart beating happily for three more days.
However, the thunderous blow finally came, and Zhou Dafa lost his eldest son. For an old man in his fifties, the blow to his spiritual building was unimaginable.
After reading this letter, the old man who had survived in Sihang Warehouse, Japanese prisoner of war camp, and concentration camp convulsed there and let out a short and painful howl.
Zhou Dafa originally thought that he was strong, after all he had experienced so many hardships, but he never thought that when he saw this letter, the pain he felt far exceeded anything he had faced in the past.
Even in the concentration camp, even though he suffered all kinds of hardships, he never shed tears or cried.
He believed that strength was the foundation for overcoming all hardships, but now faced with the news of his son's death in battle, his whole body was in a state of extreme pain, and he could only let out a heart-rending howl in this kind of pain.
"Brother Zhou..."
Wang Quanfu walked up to him and helped him up with both hands. He stared at the old neighbor's face for a long time, looking at the somewhat old face tortured by time, and then slowly but firmly hugged him.
They were all silent and didn't speak.
Wang Quanfu gave his neighbor a strong hug. Slowly, Zhou Dafa's sharp wolf-like howling stopped, and the violent ups and downs of his chest gradually subsided.
His grief was unconcealable, and although he didn't say a word, everyone felt the pain from the bottom of their hearts.
On this day, people in the community where they lived soon learned of the news, so they hung the double-star flag in front of their homes. At the school where Zhou Wangtang once attended, people saw his photo at the school gate. , with a bright smile on his face, he was 19 years old. Around the photo, there were flowers, lit candles, everything.
On this day, as many people said, for Zhou Dafa and his family, they are not mourning alone, many people are mourning with them.
There were also some young students who silently looked at the senior in the photo and his bright smile. Some of them were even his friends and neighbors. And, of course, his classmates.
Facing the sacrifice of friends and the death of friends, people have different moods. It was at this moment that these young people seemed to understand the text they had learned in class.
"Happiness does not come without a price!"
(End of chapter)