C280 Died Young
C280 Died Young
At this moment, Shen Ze's heart had become very heavy.
After he put his phone away, he said in a very low voice, "One of my comrades died in a peacekeeping mission overseas."
Mu Ling's expression became a little sad when she heard that.
She did not say anything. She only reached out her hand and patted Shen Ze's shoulder gently to comfort him.
Qin Chao, who had always been carefree and carefree, suddenly became serious and solemn at this moment. He asked in a deep voice, "Young Master, which brother has sacrificed himself?"
Shen Ze took a deep breath and said calmly, "Zhao Hsingyang."
When Qin Chao heard this, he seemed to be blaming him on the surface, but in reality, he said sadly, "Fuck, what's the matter with Old Zhao? Back then, the five of us brothers said that we don't want to live on the same day of the same year, but we want to die on the same day of the same year, the same month, and the same day."
"The other four of us brothers are still alive. Why is he not keeping his word? He left first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chao, who was a tough and tough man, burst into tears like beads with broken strings.
Men did not shed tears when they bled. It was just that they did not reach the point of sadness.
Shen Ze had a total of five capable generals who had been following him on the battlefield. Among the five of them, it was Leng Feng. Qin Chao and Zhao Hsingyang who had just been sacrificed.
Although due to his identity, he appeared to be a powerful general on the surface. Leng Feng and Zhao Hsingyang were the only brothers on the surface, but Shen Ze had always regarded these five capable generals as his brothers in his heart.
Shen Ze and Qin Chao were very sad about Zhao Hsingyang's sacrifice, and they didn't feel good about it.
The originally happy atmosphere suddenly became gloomy because of this sudden bad news.
No one spoke anymore. The car fell into silence.
There was nothing to say along the way.
After returning to Mu's Mansion, Mu Ling did not pester Shen Ze anymore. After saying good night to each other, they went back to their rooms.
Qin Chao followed Shen Ze to the bedroom.
Qin Chao said to Shen Ze with a bitter face, "Young Master, Old Zhao's house is in Hai City. Let's go to his house to visit tomorrow."
Shen Ze nodded. "Yes."
Qin Chao was upset. "Young master, I want to drink now."
Shen Ze also wanted to drink. "Go get some bottles of wine. Let's go to the back garden."
"Okay, I'll go get it now."
After that, Qin Chao took a few bottles of white wine and went to the pavilion in the back garden with Shen Ze.
The two young men did not say anything. They just drank and did not say anything.
One cup after another. It wasn't until late at night that the two of them got drunk that they returned to their rooms.
The night was silent.
The next day, after lunch, Qin Chao drove Shen Ze to the countryside outside Sea City.
Zhao Hsingyang was a native of Hai City. He lived in a small village called Xifeng.
There were four people in Zhao family: Chen Zhifaang, the eldest son Zhao Hsingyang, the second son Zhao Hsinghua, and the youngest daughter, Zhao Susu.
Because his father died young and his family was poor, Zhao Hsingyang joined the army before he even finished high school.
Although Zhao Hsingyang was not smart enough, he had been working as a farmer since he was young. He was tall and strong like a bull, and he was very brave.
In the seven years that Zhao Hsingyang had been on the horse, he had made a lot of contributions. From a nobody to a major.
After the war in Dragon Country subsided, Zhao Hsingyang took the initiative to join the peacekeeping force. He had planned to retire after two years of peacekeeping, but he did not expect that when the two years were about to end, he would sacrifice himself.
It was just that the heavens did not fulfill one's wishes, and the world was unpredictable!
Zhao Hsingyang's sacrifice was undoubtedly a bolt out of the blue for the Zhao family.
After receiving the news of Zhao Hsingyang's sacrifice last night, Mother Zhao and Chen Zhifaang fainted on the spot. Zhao Hsingyang's younger brother, Zhao Hsinghua, ended his work immediately and returned home.
Zhao Hsingyang's younger sister, Zhao Susu, who was attending a university in the neighboring city, also rushed home from the neighboring city overnight.
Zhao Hsinghua returned home and woke up the unconscious mother.
When Chen Zhifaang woke up, she hugged Zhao Hsinghua and cried bitterly.
Zhao Hsinghua tried his best not to cry, but to comfort his mother.
Not long after, Zhao Susu returned home.
Looking at Mother Zhao and Zhao Hsinghua who were hugging each other and crying on the ground, the little girl felt as if she was touched by a scene. She immediately broke down and rushed forward to hug Mother Zhao and cry.
Zhao Hsinghua was a man and was relatively strong. But seeing Mother Zhao and her sister cry, he could not help but cry as well.
The three of them cried for an unknown amount of time until their tears dried up.
Zhao Hsinghua and Zhao Susu were both young people. Even if they cried, their bodies would still be able to hold on.
However, Zhao Susu's mother was already very old. In addition, she had been working in the fields all year round and had a chronic illness. After crying like this, she immediately lost her spirit and became dispirited.
The siblings were worried that Mother Zhao would be too sad and her body would be seriously injured. They wanted to send Mother Zhao to the hospital to recuperate.
However, Zhao Mu refused immediately.
Mother Zhao did not want to go to the hospital because she wanted to establish a memorial tablet for her eldest son, Zhao Hsingyang, overnight.
Mother Zhao's attitude was firm, and Zhao Hsinghua and his sister were helpless. They could only follow Mother Zhao's wishes.
Mother Zhao laid on the bed and rested for a while. Then, she brought the siblings and began to prepare for Zhao Hsingyang's funeral.
The three of them were busy until early in the morning. They went to rest after three o'clock in the morning.
Of course, this night was destined to be a sleepless night for them.
The next morning, Mother Zhao stayed at home while Zhao Hsinghua and Zhao Susu went out to buy the things needed for funerals.
Everything was ready before noon.
Around two in the afternoon, Shen Ze and Qin Chao arrived at Xifeng Village.
Since the road into the village was narrow, they could only park their cars at the entrance of the village and get off the car to walk into the village.
After walking around for a few times, Shen Ze and Qin Chao finally arrived at the entrance of the Zhao family.
Just as Shen Ze and Qin Chao reached the entrance of the Zhao Family, a man around thirty years old wearing a suit of inferior quality walked into the Zhao family.
The moment they entered the courtyard, The man in the bad suit began to clamor.
"Chen Zhifaang, what kind of immoral thing did you do, an old woman? First, you killed your husband, and now you killed your eldest son. You are really capable!"
Hearing the words of the man in a bad suit, Shen Ze and Qin Chao, who had just stepped over the threshold, revealed a cold killing intent in their eyes.