Until now, I haven't even found his grave. I went to the Mountain Castle to find his grave, but the people there told me that there is no tomb of the Red Army martyrs in the Mountain Castle, and those Red Army soldiers are buried around it.

There are ravines in the mountains.”

Turning off the phone screen, Wei Ran took another puff of cigarette, "Look, they have done so much and paid so much. I just drove a long distance, it's nothing at all."

"Are you also a party member?" Secretary Bai asked abruptly.

Wei Ran shook his head, "No, I'm still studying in Russia."

Secretary Bai smiled gently, "Everything you just said seemed to come from the mouth of an old party member. You are obviously a young man, but you feel like an old party member to me."

"I'm a historian," Wei Ran said with a self-deprecating smile, "I have a stale smell all over my body, maybe."

"Young man, don't be too sentimental."

Secretary Bai patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and said with relief, "Communists don't care where they are buried in the future, let alone how much suffering they have to suffer for the good life of the people. Okay, let's get out of the car.

I will arrange a room for you to have a good rest."

"Thanks"

Wei Ran smiled, waited for the car to stop, stretched out his hand to open the door, picked up his bag and followed Secretary Bai into a hotel on the roadside, letting the latter arrange a room for him.

Declining the other party's kindness to send him upstairs, Wei Ran walked into the elevator alone, got into his own room, and fell asleep with the remaining drunkenness.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In this sleep, Wei Ran fell asleep in the dark and the sky was extremely solid.

When he was awakened by a knock on the door, the sunshine outside the window was particularly bright, and a few pigeons were standing on the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, cooing.

I took out my phone and pressed the power button. The phone, which had run out of battery before going to bed, had turned off on its own.

Without taking out his spare cell phone, Wei Ran put away his bag that was still thrown aside, stood up and opened the door which was still being knocked rhythmically.

"I'm about to ask someone to come and open the door," said Qin Er, who was wearing a formal suit and walked into the room in a familiar manner.

"When did you arrive?" Wei Ran asked, yawning.

"yesterday"

Qin Ersi was already sitting on the sofa while he was talking. He took out his cigarette case, popped one out and lit it, "I heard you were sleeping, so I didn't call you."

"Yesterday?" Wei Ran was stunned, "What time is it now?"

"4:30 pm"

As Qin Er spoke, he pushed over several pieces of folded A4 paper, "You have been sleeping all day. I have brought the camera crew over there to finish all the filming and interviews. Now it's time to

I'm about to interview you. This is the question I want to ask. You should be prepared. There will be an exclusive interview with you tonight. Tomorrow morning I will probably go to those cave dwellings and Uncle Yao's house to shoot some scenes."

"An interview with me?"

Wei Ran, who was still not fully awake, reacted immediately, then picked up the papers, opened them and glanced at them.

"This time you and Xia Shushi are the protagonists."

Qin Er said in a puff of smoke, "Even Xia Shushi and his teacher didn't come forward, giving all the opportunities to show off to you two. I say brother, you can't let me off the hook when the time comes."

"What's this?"

Wei Ran shook the paper in his hand dumbfounded.

"I'll give you a layer of armor so that the Yankees won't miss you every day."

Qin Er said with a playful smile, "Besides, there is another matter. It's all up to your own free will."

"What's the matter?" Wei Ran threw the pieces of paper aside and asked.

"Let's go back together when things happen here."

Qin Er paused and said, "When I get back, my stupid father wants to invite you to my house for a meal."

"Going to your house for dinner?"

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and nodded happily, "No problem, it's convenient for me at any time."

"When the time comes, take your Queen and those beautiful girls with you."

Qin Er said casually, "My stepmother is so curious about what's going on with you, the prostitute, and those girls."

Stepmother? Wei Ran suppressed the weirdness in his heart and still happily agreed, but he didn't even answer the question about the "general prostitute".

“That’s all there is to the business.”

Qin Er took out his cell phone and checked the time, "I have an event later, do you want to go?"

"Social entertainment?"

"Uncle Yao and his family were also invited to the reception meal arranged by the county for the film crew." Qin Er stood up as he spoke, "Are you going?"

"I won't go." Wei Ran waved his hand and chose to refuse.

"Then you continue to rest"

Qin II had already walked out of the room while he was talking, "By the way, remember to call your Queen. I have arranged the evening discussion and will come back to pick you up."

After saying that, Qin Er had already helped to close the door from outside, leaving him only a room full of second-hand smoke.

Waving his hands to disperse the surrounding smoke, Wei Ran stretched hard and checked the room unhurriedly. Then he charged his mobile phone and went into the bathroom to take a good bath.

After wiping it clean, he took out his suitcase and put on the sleek but uncomfortable formal attire. Only then did Wei Ran make a video call to Suisui, and while the call was connected, he looked at the other person.

Those unread messages sent previously.

That night, Wei Ran formally accepted an interview with domestic official media for the first time. As a historian, he told the story of the little lama and others, and also described his process and experience of finding Sister Juan's family.

wait.

For him now, accepting interviews has long been familiar, but facing interviews with his own official media still makes him a little nervous and excited.

Of course, the one who was more excited than him was Sister Juan who had already returned home.

She was excited that she had the opportunity to be interviewed, but she was also afraid of the embarrassing dilemma she might face after the identity of her former beloved family was revealed.

Unfortunately, she had completely forgotten the password and security issues of her blog account from more than ten years ago, so naturally she had no way to delete the dark history that she did not want to look back on before the interview was broadcast.

In the next few days, Wei Ran accompanied the film crew to film the entire process at the entrance of Uncle Yao's old cave dwelling, then took their family to say goodbye to Secretary Bai and others, and then drove the pickup truck again, taking the film crew with him.

He traveled thousands of miles to Ganzi, and together with Xia Shushi, who was still staying here, he accepted the second round of interviews at Uncle Jiang's house.

By the way, he also witnessed Sister Juan personally handing over the wooden box and other items that Wei Ran dug out of the cave, together with the single negative and the small medicine bottle that she discovered more than ten years ago, to Mr. Jiang Ji.

Not only that, he also met the grandchildren of Squad Leader Liu as he wished, and listened to them talk about the changes in their hometowns. He also witnessed the special gifts that Uncle Yao’s family brought to Uncle Jiang’s family, and various gifts that Uncle Jiang and the Liu family gave back to Uncle Yao’s family.

A return gift.

In the blink of an eye, Teacher's Day arrived. Wei Ran and Xia Shushi, who had completely recovered from their colds, also said goodbye to Uncle Jiang and his family who were seeing them off, and followed Qin II on board the flight back to the capital.

In the future, how Uncle Jiang's family, the descendants of Squad Leader Liu, and even Uncle Yao's family will continue the red friendship has nothing to do with him, but Wei Ran knows that the three families will definitely cherish this special friendship.

"Brothers, I just got some inside information."

On the flight that was about to take off, in the last row of the economy class where few people were willing to sit, Qin Er, sitting in the middle, turned on his mobile phone in airplane mode and lowered his voice and spoke to the people on both sides.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What inside information?"

Xia Shushi, who was still fiddling with his cell phone, asked absently. He was chatting with his prospective girlfriend for the last few words before his cell phone went offline. As for Wei Ran, who was sitting by the window, he just turned his head.

"Those 27 photos, and everything you found, will be held in a special Long March exhibition on November this year. It is said that the three families will be invited to the capital as guests by then. And we are still digging into the Jiang family's children.

Those military exploits seem to be prepared for publicity together."

Qin Er put away his mobile phone and said, "Especially those 24 Long March photos, which are almost the only real-life photos of the Long March."

"That's not the case"

Xia Shushi, who was finally willing to turn on airplane mode, was not surprised at all, "Let's put it this way, the historical value of the more than 20 photos found by Wei Ran in our country is almost equal to or even exceeds that of the Berlin Reichstag building he discovered before.

The top photo of the red flag has historical value for the Soviet Union and Russia."

"You don't seem happy at all?" Qin Er looked at Wei Ran who still didn't say anything.

"I'm happy, I'm happy." Wei Ran forced a smile, "I just feel a little regretful."

"Comrade Li Zhuang's grave has not been found yet, right?" Xia Shushi, a fellow traveler, was the first to guess Wei Ran's heart.

Wei Ran nodded absently and sighed, "It would be great if we could find his grave."

"The most regretful thing in history is always regret," Xia Shushi said, "It is a pity that Qin II died..."

"Hey? Who are you insinuating?" Qin Er was unhappy.

Glancing at his scumbag brother, Xia Shushi continued, "It's a pity that He's Bi cannot be found, and it's a pity that the preface to the Lanting Collection was buried with him.

More recently, I regret that I failed to catch up with the industrial revolution and suffered the humiliation of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. I regret that the land was ceded over and over again to pay compensation. I also regret that the country was weak and had little devils riding on its head.

It is a pity that there are not many generous people like Senior Li Zhuang recorded in the history books. It is a pity that even though we know that they existed, we can no longer find any trace of them."

Having said this, Xia Shushi smiled and said, "But fortunately, there is one thing we don't have to regret. It can even be said to be as lucky as winning the jackpot."

"Which one?" Qin Er asked curiously.

"Blessed by our revolutionary ancestors," Wei Ran murmured to himself and gave his answer, "Born in this prosperous China."

"yes"
Chapter completed!