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Chapter 59 Hope (1)

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    ¡°What beautiful flowers!¡± Wang Jinna couldn¡¯t help but say as she watched Zhang Xian walking over slowly.

    Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the first time he and Wang Jinna went shopping, also on the streets of Kunming. On that day, he gave Nana a large bouquet of white gardenias. It was his love, and now it has become  Wang Jinna's love.  He looked at the bouquet in his hand again. It was a bunch of red camellias, mixed with a few yellow and white ones, and many of them were still in bud.

    Zhang Xian really wanted to give this bunch of flowers to his wife, but he promised to give this bunch of flowers to Xiong Sanwa for Xiao Zhen.  At that moment, when he heard Wang Jinna talking about it, he smiled and said, "Commissar Xiong's daughter asked me to give this bouquet of flowers to her third baby, who is her third brother, and I agreed!"

    Wang Jinna also smiled and said: "Look, I don't want this bouquet in your hand!"

    "Uncle Yu, you sing so beautifully!" Xiaohu interrupted.

    Zhang Xian felt a little awkward in his heart. He handed the flower in his hand to Wang Jinna, leaned over and picked up his son, and said with a smile: "Xiaohu, can you call me daddy?"

    Xiaohu was startled for a moment, frowned and shouted: "No barking, no barking! Many uncles want me to call them daddy, but I just won't bark!"

    Zhang Xian and Wang Jinna looked at each other. Wang Jinna could see the bitter taste in his heart. She said to Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, Uncle Yu sings so beautifully. From now on, you can call him daddy. He will sing a lot for you."  What a nice song!¡±

    Xiaohu thought for a while and felt that this exchange was not bad, so he finally shouted: "Dad!"

    "Alas!" Zhang Xian agreed and immediately became elated.

    However, good times never last long enough. Zhang Xian still had many things to say to Wang Jinna. Xia Yang emerged from the theater without knowing it and shouted from a distance: "Ah Shui, what are you doing? You haven't come back yet?"  "

    The troops were being disciplined. Zhang Xian knew that as a platoon leader, he could not rest even after the performance was over. He had to return to his seat to watch his soldiers. He quickly turned around and responded: "It's coming.  !¡±

    Xia Yang did not see Wang Jinna and turned back to the theater.

    Zhang Xian put down Xiaohu and took the bouquet from Wang Jinna's hand, but he was a little reluctant to let it go, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

    "Wait a minute!" Wang Jinna shouted.

    Zhang Xian turned around.

    "Tomorrow night Liu Xinghua will hold your 72nd Army's New Year's dance at the National Song and Dance Hall. You must come!" Wang Jinna told him.

    Zhang Xian gave a wry smile. He also knew about this dance, but there were conditions for those who could attend the dance. Most of them were battalion commanders or above. In fact, Liu Xinghua was trying to deal with some over-aged cadres in the 72nd Army.  He also contacted female workers from Kunming Girls' School and cloth-making factories to participate in the special meeting on marriage issues.

    "With my identity, let's forget it!" Zhang Xian replied.

    "It's okay, Zhang Yi will take you there!" Wang Jinna affirmed and said at the same time: "Haha, we haven't danced together for several years!"

    Zhang Xian couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly remembered that he had never danced with Wang Jinna since he left Wuhan. He had almost forgotten the dance steps for such a long time.

    "I'll see then!" He could only answer his wife.

    "You must go!" Wang Jinna warned again.

    However, Zhang Xian felt unspeakable uneasiness in his heart. He didn¡¯t say go or not, but turned around and walked towards the theater.

    The party was finally over, and the Peking Opera troupe that had been invited came on stage. The play said that there was also a famous Dao Ma Dan in this troupe, who performed a lively and beautiful "The Flower Spear", but Zhang Xian had no intention of watching it.  Holding flowers in her hands, her heart had already flown to the war-torn city of Kunming, and she was still recalling the scene when she first met Wang Jinna.

    There were constant cheers, flags were flying on the stage, and silver snakes were shot away. It was really lively. However, what flashed in Zhang Xian's mind was the dance floor where he first met. He was leading Wang Jinna on the dance floor to the music.  It kept spinning and flying, just like the martial arts student on the stage spinning and flying with a sword and horse.

    "Why hasn't Sanwa come back yet?" Wu Xiaoyang beside him became a little uneasy. It had been so long, but he still hadn't seen Xiong Sanwa's shadow.

    "His second brother is here!" Zhang Xian told the deputy platoon leader.

    "Revolution Bear?" Wu Xiaoyang asked.

    Zhang Xian just clickedclear!  "Zhang Xian told Xiong Sanwa, but then let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that we didn't ask clearly. If we want to ask him again, I'm afraid it's impossible!  "

    Xiong Sanwa knew that Yao Yu had already gone to Taiwan with the 12th Corps of the National Army newly formed by Hu Congjun. There might be a chance to meet again. Then we would have to wait until Taiwan was liberated. But at that time, would Yao Yu still be there?  Survival is still a problem!

    Seeing that Xiong Sanwa stopped talking, Zhang Xian knew that he was changing his mind. He leaned down and patted him on the shoulder: "Many things may be just a misunderstanding. Your eldest brother is no longer here. If a living person continues to live  In the shadow of the dead, you can never be freed. So, what is the difference between being a dead person? Let the past go by, or should you think about good things and the future. Maybe it is not that bad, as long as there is  If there is hope, then it is worth staying strong and worth living happily!"

    "Hope?" Xiong Sanwa murmured to herself.

    "Yes, that's hope!" Zhang Xian answered with certainty, and at the same time stretched out his right hand and handed it to Xiong Sanwa.

    Xiong Sanwa was stunned, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Xian's hand. He felt that this hand was so firm and strong. Before he was ready, Zhang Xian had already pulled him off the ground.  stand up.

    "What are you still doing with these flowers?" Xiong Sanwa saw that Zhang Xian was still holding the bunch of flowers that Xiong Gengwen snatched and threw on the ground in his other hand.

    "This flower is yours!" Zhang Xian sent the bouquet of flowers to him.

    Xiong Sanwa shook his head and said unhappily: "I don't want it!"

    "Do you know who gave you this flower?" Zhang Xian asked.

    Xiong Sanwa nodded and said: "Second brother is right, we are not the same family as him. He already has a new family, so he doesn't need us brothers at all. Besides, our father has been dead for many years, so there is no need for him at all."  Didn¡¯t raise us!¡±

    Listening to Xiong Sanwa's words, Zhang Xian couldn't help but feel sad for Xiong Zhuoran, and suddenly thought of himself. Now he is also ashamed of his son Xiaohu. He can't fulfill his father's responsibility to raise his son, although he is very sad.  It's helpless, but if one day his son comes to question him so confidently, how will he face it?  What father doesn't love his child?  Come to think of it, Xiong Zhuoran may have had some reasons for abandoning his wife and children back then.

    "Listen to me!" Zhang Xian persuaded patiently: "This flower was not sent by Political Commissar Xiong, but by his daughter!"

    "Aren't they all the same?" Xiong Sanwa said.

    "It's different!" Zhang Xian said seriously: "Whether you admit it or not, his daughter is your sister. Even if he makes all kinds of mistakes, your sister is innocent and she is connected by blood like you.  She is an innocent little girl, if you even throw away your sister¡¯s gifts like discarded paper, then you are too cruel and stingy!¡±

    Listening to Zhang Xian¡¯s words, everything made sense. Xiong Sanwa thought for a while and accepted the bouquet of flowers.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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