"The lieutenant general ignored them. You can rest assured." T6 saw Commander-in-Chief Xia walking in front and reminded him softly, "The lieutenant general has guards around him. The two of them won't get close easily."
As for how the two of them got closer… T6's gaze darkened. He needed to mention this to Xia Jinyuan.
No one was walking around casually. They watched as the eight lieutenants lifted the flag-covered coffin again. Ye Jian, who was holding Grandpa Gen's black and white photo, couldn't help but tighten her grip.
Uncle Gen, who chose to be cremated, would eventually lie in a small urn… and be sent to the martyrs' memorial park to rest.
From now on, she wouldn't be able to see the old man who would send her to the village entrance every time she went out and would only go home when he couldn't see her.
From now on, she wouldn't be able to hear the old man's kind voice or bright laughter anymore.
