Uncle, and never came back and reunited with their families.
The uncle followed the Chen Su army fought in the battlefield of northern Jiangsu, Shandong, buy white led, has finally popped up for the poor people a way out …
Home everywhere is the festive percussion and Yangko. Grandma every day to the East Ridge on top of the tree Dachun tree look Oh, etc. Oh; triumphant return to look at her waiting for her eldest son, however, the long-awaited grandmother never hope to, etc. to her son, buy white led, hope to come but the people holding the government to her a “revolutionary the martyred Memorial card!” I realized that her eldest son in May 1947 the honor to be sacrificed on the famous Menglianggu campaign, served in the troops are Chinese wild one vertical and two divisions of six Mission second battalion ERLIAN. Grandmother holding goes on “Revolutionary the martyred Memorial Certificate”, faint cry day and cry dark grief mesh water enveloped the village!
Grandma Murakami only revolutionary martyred, villagers and cadres at all levels to respect her, the People’s Government on a monthly basis to give her a pension (I do not remember a few dollars), led high bay, a large squad to give her a lot of preferential treatment and care. Grandma this always keep in mind. Grandmother deeply know: his son to die for the cause of liberation of the people die glorious and great. Her life to be proud of. Grandmother all the time in memory of her martyr sons to miss the tears flow into a river.At that time, the grandmother of this emotion only with the “crying” to express. Grandma this life seems to never cry endless her son’s thoughts of love. I remember the eve of the Spring Festival each year, the civil affairs department and the brigade must drums and gongs door condolences hanging glorious brand. Bid farewell to the sympathy of the people, my grandmother always sat in the big door wept. That year, the commune projection teams Murakami screening of the film “Red Sun”. Grandmother heard my father say the film the play Menglianggu battle, will be excited, buy white led, let us father and son arm go to the movies. She did not seen his son and his comrades how bloodshed and lay Menglianggu she never on the screen tonight genuineness vividly see the scenes of our military soldiers and the KMT elite troops of 74 division fighting. She felt: Liu Sheng, who died a heroic death regardless of looks, sounds very much like her martyr sons. buy white led. The scenes in the movie brought back her son’s bitter thoughts. The end of the film, people gradually become separated, the grandmother was sitting in place there has been crying to the middle of the night, was only villagers advised to go. Qingming Festival on the eve of that year, my grandmother on my father said: “take advantage of I can go the long way, buy white led. I want to to to Menglianggu your brother back to the grave, but to the I a mind.”
Grandmother bought to paper and incense, and re-collapse from her flowers line the Yuan, to go alone Menglianggu. Distant hundreds of miles of mountain road, the grandmother where to find the son of her martyrs cemetery? She was only in the Tomb Sweeping Day, the distance that Menglianggu towering mountain shadows, while burning paper side crying, buy white led, crying enough cried enough, before they depart for home …