Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

Yan Bugui spent half of the class talking about the contents of the book, and the rest of the class talking about the stories of the Red Army, from the "Red Army division commander who sacrificed his life" to the 34th Division of the Red Fifth Army Corps, which was responsible for the transfer of the central organs, and almost all of the 6000 soldiers died heroically, to the story of "Seven Matches". This class talked about many stories of the Red Army.

Yan Bugui burst into tears when he was talking about him. The students burst into tears. When the get out of class was about to end, Yan Bugui calmed down and announced: "Students, the day after tomorrow is Qingming Festival! Our school has decided to organize students to visit the martyrs! On that day, students should bring some food and drinks, and it would be best if you could bring a small white flower to give to those lovely soldiers who sacrificed their lives for this country."

"Of course, if your family is not doing well, you don't need to bring flowers. Just take your grateful hearts to visit those people who deserve respect."

"Some flowers can be made of paper. I taught you that two years ago."

The students wiped their tears and responded loudly: "Got it, teacher!!"

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When Yi Jiale returned home, he was obviously not in a good mood for dinner, so Yi Zhonghai and his wife asked with concern: "Tuanzi, what happened to you today? Why can't you eat after coming back?"

Yi Jiale swallowed the food in his mouth and started talking about the "Red Army stories" that the third uncle told in class today, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

Yi Zhonghai and his wife looked at Yi Jiale with relief: "Tuanzi, as a Chinese, it is right for you to feel bad. However, each generation has its own mission. Your generation should study hard to serve the motherland and live up to those sacrificed soldiers."

Yi Jiale nodded vigorously, with a determined light flashing in her eyes, and she said loudly: "Yes! I want to serve my motherland!" Her voice was full of strength and determination, as if the whole world could hear her oath.

Yi Jiale is well aware of the weight of his responsibility. After all, he has a system. If he is still timid and dares not change history even with the system, then this journey through time would be in vain.

Contribute her own strength to the prosperity of the country and the happiness of the people. A flame ignited in her heart, which was the love and loyalty to the motherland. She was determined to use her wisdom and technology to contribute to the construction and development of the motherland.

"Mom, Uncle Three said that we have to bring white flowers when we go to visit the graves. Please help me prepare them on Qingming Festival."

Auntie: "Okay, both white and yellow chrysanthemums are suitable for tomb sweeping. Mom will buy three of them, two of which represent your father and me, as a token of our appreciation."

Yi Jiale nodded.

Yi Zhonghai quickly put a few pieces of meat into his daughter's mouth: "Tuanzi, eat quickly! Only if you are full and grow fast can you serve the motherland!"

Yi Jiale nodded in agreement and ate the meat and rice in big mouthfuls.

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Soon it was the Qingming Festival. Yi Jiale got up early today, put on a small army green uniform, a five-pointed star hat, a army green five-pointed star backpack, a military water bottle, and green work shoes. In the bag was food brought by his mother.

Yi Jiale held three white chrysanthemums and, like Lin Xiong, was dressed like a little Red Army soldier. He went to call Huo Sheng to go to school.

Huo Sheng was wearing the same clothes as usual. After all, in this era, the army green uniforms were very expensive, and few children could get a complete set. Huo Sheng had a few white chrysanthemums that he made himself to imitate chrysanthemums.

It was cloudy and rainy today, but the parents didn't bring umbrellas, so they just put a piece of plastic sheet over the children's heads, put on red scarves, and let them go to school.

in school

Each class is in its own classroom, leaving in order, starting with the younger grades first.

Today, you are not allowed to use umbrellas on the road, and you are not allowed to use plastic sheets above your head. You have to put the plastic sheets in your bag, or use the plastic sheets to cover the flowers.

It is said that in order to maintain a solemn atmosphere, participants are not allowed to hold umbrellas unless it rains heavily. Teachers also explained that no playing and fighting on the road is allowed, and excessive noise is not appropriate, as it would be disrespectful to the deceased.

Teacher Yan also explained: "You must dress neatly. You are not allowed to wear overly bright or strange clothes. It is best to wear dark formal clothes or simple clothes."

"When paying respects, you must follow the memorial service procedures. When offering flowers, you must present them with both hands to show respect. You must bow three times according to the teachers' instructions."

"Teacher, let me tell you why we have to bow three times?"

"A bow is a token of gratitude for the martyrs' heroic sacrifice and selfless dedication."

"The second bow is to learn from the will of the martyrs, strive to be a red successor, carry forward the national spirit, be a good team member in the new era, and express the belief and determination to inherit the will of the revolutionary martyrs."

"Bow three times. It expresses the highest respect for the martyrs and deep remembrance for the heroes, and expresses grief."

Through Teacher Yan’s detailed explanation, the students also understood a lot.

Soon it was Class 31's turn. Teacher Yan organized the group and lined up the students from shortest to shortest. The class monitor stood at the front of the class holding a sign for Class 31 and led everyone outside step by step.

Yi Jiale was the shortest in the class, and Huo Sheng was the second shortest. The two stood behind the monitor, who whispered to Yi Jiale, "Yi Jiale, if you can't walk anymore, tell me and I'll walk slower."

Yi Jiale: "Team Leader, just walk normally. Even if I run today, I can keep up with you."

Squad Leader Shen Zhaodi: "Okay, just don't be so stubborn!"

Huo Sheng: "Squad leader, it's okay. If Tuanzi can't walk, I will support her."

Huo Sheng originally wanted to say that he would carry her on his back, but thinking about today's situation, he changed his mind and said he would support her.

Walking out of the classroom, a drizzle fell on everyone, but every student had a determined look in their eyes and walked carefully step by step.

Yi Jiale looked ahead and then behind him, and saw pairs of students walking in a line that stretched as far as the eye could see, going to sweep the graves resolutely and seriously in the rainy weather.

Their figures were looming in the mist, like a silent army, marching towards their destination. Every student had a serious look on his face, and their steps were firm and powerful, as if they were paying tribute to the deceased martyrs.

In such weather, their figures seem particularly small, but their actions are full of power. They use their actions to interpret their respect and remembrance of the martyrs, and also show the responsibility and commitment of the younger generation.