At the end of March, on the eve of Jiang Yao's childbirth, the Ruan family received the news.

  It was said that Tang Man sacrificed himself in the mission, and Ruan Jiangjin was the first to know.

  Because Tang Man's superior was also his former comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side with him.

  Superior said she was the only female soldier and warrior among the heroic martyrs who sacrificed in this mission.

  Actually, it wasn't her at first, but Tang Man said that both of her parents had passed away, she didn't have a lover, and no children, except for one or two good friends, unlike others who still had things to worry about.

  And she has been the top scorer in these months of training. In January this year, she was promoted to be the leader of the row.

  The situation is urgent and the situation is severe. It's said that we should make arrangements early, arrange for reinforcements, so the squad leader agreed.

  She took an overnight military truck and rushed to the front line with her comrades.

  Kanamori Kunlun Mountains, that is the most distant border of our motherland.

  Someone has been eyeing covetously and repeatedly attempting to blur the boundary area, provoking multiple times.

  They were a group of people with backpacks on their backs, wearing military uniforms, rushing to the unknown battlefield with a passion for blood, fearless of danger.

  *

  Jiang Yan received this message at night, and it was a call from Tang Man's superior. The two regions were separated by a 15-hour time difference.

  The reason I called her was because Tang Man's will was left to her.

  Every soldier rushing to the battlefield will write a letter of farewell to their loved ones in advance, fearing that if they really sacrifice themselves, they can have an explanation and not die without a word.

  Tang Man also wrote it, leaving it for Jiang Yan.

  Jiang Yan's first reaction upon receiving the phone call was a daze, her brain couldn't even process grief in time, and she felt somewhat uncertain.

  Tang Man, the bright girl in memory, from a head of curly hair to a neat short haircut, wearing a military uniform that is exceptionally dashing, but wearing a military overcoat looks a bit silly, especially after getting some highland red.

  She has also been hurt for love and is particularly righteous towards her friends. Although she was born to be bold, deep down inside, she has some inferiority complex.

  She is Jiang Yan's close friend and also a soldier.

  She traveled thousands of miles for love and arrived at Mount Tian.

  Now with the most ardent and sincere love for his motherland, with the common faith he shared with Ruan Jiangjin, he stayed there forever, never to return.

  Tang Man's love has always been deep and profound.

  The spirit of loyalty and dedication to the country will always be there. Every inch of our motherland's territory is inviolable, she defends her country with her life and blood, a country that belongs to everyone, a people's country.

  Every inch of land under her feet is what she admires and protects.

  She and Ruan Jiangjin traversed the endless mountain ranges in different time and space, the Tian Shan mountains that were snow-capped all year round, stretching for thousands of miles, with majestic momentum, spanning the central region, far and distant.

  Jiang Yan didn't see Tang Man's body, only heard the result, her whole body was covered in blood, especially her face which was the most severe, with a long scar from being cut by a stone and multiple fractures.

  The lovely girl has scars on her face.

  And with so many wounds, how painful it must have been for her when she died?

  Jiang Yan didn't dare to think about it and also didn't want to think about it.

  Tang Man's superior said that Tang Man is a hero, fighting bravely and charging forward, she will be buried in the Heroes' Cemetery.

  Jiang Yan was on the verge of collapse, she even dared not believe that Tang Man, who had called her during the Spring Festival, had passed away.

  They had previously agreed that in summer, after Tang Man was discharged and on summer vacation, they would go to Erhai together.

  She took the lead and left first.

  That day, the border wind blew all the way to Kyoto and then to Connecticut in northeastern United States, blowing away Jiangyan's tears for a night.

  The will is left for Jiang Yan, and the body is left for the Ruan family, because they are not real relatives in a legal sense, nor can they be considered adoptive relations.

  So we have to go through many procedures and ask if the Ruan family is willing or not.

  Ruan Jiangjin received the call while standing at the delivery room door, just as Jiang Yao was being pushed in.

  Tang Man considers him as his own foster son, with a deep affection like that of family members, having high expectations and tender loving care.

  What was originally supposed to be a joyful night for the Ruan family turned into a mix of happiness and sorrow.

  He clutched the phone and stood there for a long time, his veins bulging, and he was slightly trembling.

  He was also a soldier, with a strong sense of national sentiment, but at that moment, Ruan Jiangjin wavered, doubted and regretted whether he should have pulled the man back from the team in the first place.

  After a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a word from his mouth: "Want."

  Jiang Yaosheng gave birth to a daughter, who was too young and couldn't tell whether she looked like her father or mother.

  When Ruan Jiangjin was held in his arms, he was small and warm, warming his entire heart. He shed tears, at least no one had ever seen him cry before.

  I don't know whether I'm crying for Tang Man or for that little guy.

  Jiang Yao spent half a month resting at Ruan's residence after being discharged from the hospital, and it was still Ruan Jiangjin who bustled around for her.

  Jiang Yao looked at him as if the tall man would faint in the next second.

  For a time, the Ruan residence was quiet, except for the occasional crying of the new life, even the previous joy had disappeared.

  The old man was silent for a long time. He didn't expect that the girl he had been so cold to would leave, and now she's walking ahead of him. As an old general, he couldn't help but admire her.

  The old lady even regretted it a bit, that child was so pitiful, but she had been cold to him for many years.

  The grudges in the hearts of the Ruan family also dissipated with Tang Man's sacrifice.

  The body has been brought down. Tang Man is to be buried in the Martyrs' Cemetery. The corpse should not be kept for too long, it will stink. After discussion, they decided to cremate it instead.

  Only one box of ashes is left, covered with a national flag, and family members can accompany it on that day.

  The night before picking her up, Ruan Jianglin also returned to the Ruan mansion, teased that soft dumpling for a while, and handed it over to the child's mother after she fell asleep.

  He sat with Ruan Jiangjin for a while, but didn't say anything.

  That child has been with our family for so many years, following him around and always calling him "Young Uncle", people will naturally develop feelings.

  "She will always be a child of the Ruan family."

  Ruan Jiangjin had quit smoking for a long time since he got married, but that night, he sat by the window and smoked all night without entering the house, afraid of disturbing his mother and children.

  Jiang Yao knew he was in a bad mood and didn't disturb him. She only covered the man with a quilt at midnight.

  *

  Jiang Yan couldn't go back, and even if she did, it would be too late.

  She couldn't attend her best friend's funeral and see her for the last time.

  The letter was mailed and took about half a month to reach her hands.

  There is also a photo in the will, which shows Tang Man standing at the top of the snowy mountain, with short hair and holding half a Xinjiang naan bread in her hand. The wind and sand have blinded her eyes, and she has a squinting expression, still wearing a military cap.

  When Jiang Yan opened it, the photos fell out first, and she burst into tears again.

  That bright girl, with a beauty of around twenty years old, should have had a long life ahead of her, but she left at this age.

  She sat in the entrance hall, crying so hard that she couldn't catch her breath, with the photo clutched in her hand, which was somewhat crumpled.

  If I have time tonight, I will write another chapter. After that, I'll think about the fixed update time and let everyone know later.

  (End of chapter)