Chapter 21 end

A voice came from the train radio: "There are still five minutes to Xuzhou Station, passengers who get off the train, please get ready." The mysterious passenger on the opposite side stopped talking, and I couldn't help asking: "What happened next?" The passenger said indifferently: "Later? Then I saw Zhang Sanbiao put away the bayonet and solemnly pinned the medal on Li Cunzhuang's chest. I never said the last part of the sentence to him: Li Cunzhuang was the only survivor of the Lijiazhuang massacre in Shanxi. .” I couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you tell? Zhang Sanbiao should be punished." The passenger took a puff of cigarette: "Zhang Sanbiao also died soon, four months later, in the battle of Taierzhuang. He was in the Seventy-Fourth Division The division headquarters cooperated with the command, and he was the last one left when he reached the position, and stuck the bayonet he treasured into his chest in the headquarters surrounded by devils."

We were all silent.I said with emotion: "It's really a tragic story." The passenger raised his head and smiled: "Is it just a story? Why do people always believe their eyes and refuse to believe their ears?" I stood up and said, "We've arrived, let's get off." The passenger whispered, "Wait a minute, let me show you something." I stopped curiously, and the passenger put an iron box on the car table: "Are you interested in opening it?" I was startled: "This is the iron box?" The passenger nodded: "Here you are." gone."

I was taken aback: "What?" The passenger looked at the iron box and whispered: "Leaving this iron box, I will grow old rapidly, so we will not meet again in the future, and I will go to the place where my brothers are buried." place, please cherish it.” I looked down at the iron box intently.When I looked up, the passenger was gone and the door was open.I hurriedly grabbed the tin box and ran out of the car. There was a crowd of people getting off and getting on the car, and there was no sign of the passenger in the vast snowflakes. A gray-haired old man smiled at me at the exit of the station in the distance, turned around and went out.