The content inside is written down in chronological order, and the text is very plain. Ji Dong was very upset when he read it.
No one had ever mentioned this in the previous textbooks. I put down my notebook and looked at the list of dead. Many of them were just temporary numbers given by a cleanup staff, recording the sequential positions of the bones.
Some names and numbers were found on the clothes with silk threads showing them, and some were recorded on them.
The Northeastern Army, the Northwest Army, the Sichuan Army, and some came from the south, but most of them were blank. As white as the bones of these people, as blank as if these people had never been here or fought this battle.
"Mr. Ji, according to the county records, the Battle of Baoding took place here that year. In the end, the Japs' army won, and our army left a few troops to stop them. It is said that it was very miserable. Not many people were evacuated in the end. Those who died in the battle that year People are everywhere, and there is some information that we cannot find locally.”
"In addition, the clothes of these people are not that easy to identify. We recommend that they be submitted to the National Archives in the end. If we do it ourselves, it will cost a lot of money."
Old Wu knew that Ji Donglai had come, so he hurriedly came back from the construction site, found a basin and washed his hands, and then whispered to Ji Donglai.
As Ji Donglai's old teammate when he started his career, the other party never paid much attention to him. Looking at Ji Donglai was like seeing his own son.
From being childish, Ji Donglai is now mature and steady. Lao Wu respects and loves Ji Donglai.
"Let's do it. Although the land under our feet was bought from the state, it was conquered by this group of people. Although they died and could not see the final victory, after all, they fought bloody battles here. We These people develop the land to make money, and they should also get a share from others, right?”
"I told Mr. Yu, don't be stingy with this little money, we can make it back. The Liuli River flows endlessly, and we grow up drinking this water. This is a place soaked in people's blood. Don't let people die and be heartbroken. There are not enough people here. You can come to me directly, and it doesn’t matter if I pay for it personally.”
It is difficult for Ji Donglai to imagine the tragic battle that year, but through the few words in this diary, Ji Donglai can barely understand it.
Lao Wu nodded and went back to call Yu Dahe, while Ji Donglai started walking around the construction site.
The storm has passed, and history has gone through great changes. This place is at the foot of the emperor. It has always been a battleground for military strategists. Coupled with various floods and droughts, the land has long since changed.
What remains unchanged is that the breeze here is smiling and the rain is falling in the cold autumn.
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Once the strong man is gone, he will never come back! I'm talking about these lonely ghosts and sad men!"
Taking heavy steps, Ji Donglai felt something.
At this time, few people in China remember what happened here. They only remember that there was a group of deserters in Yanzhao. Some people say that if you do something, you should be scolded.
But he deliberately ignored everything that happened after that. Ji Donglai didn't understand and didn't want to understand, and of course it was difficult to understand!
One will become famous and thousands of bones will cry! ! !
Ji Donglai finally understood what this sentence meant!
"Mr. Ji, look for me!"
Yu Dahe came to the construction site and hurried over in the direction Ji Dong came. Ji Dong took a look at him and then looked at the planning drawing standing there.
"These buildings are cancelled. We build buildings from here to here. This community can make no money. Let the civil affairs department approve a higher-end Anti-Japanese War museum here, preferably one with holographic projection. We will pay for it, and then A rockery is piled over there to separate the view from the community and here."
"Get some granite from other places and build a simple monument here. If someone passes by, they can pay their respects and follow the official procedures."
"A cemetery will be built behind these bones. Those whose identities can be verified will be asked by the civil affairs department to contact their families. If they cannot be contacted, they will be burned here and a tombstone will be built... By the way, leave a bone, just in case. If someone comes looking for me in the future, it would be good to do a DNA test in the future."
Facing Dahe, Ji Donglai said while taking advantage of his voice.
As a person with a strong military background, when I came in and looked at the bones in front of me, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. It was as if I had once been a member of it, and as if I was looking at a relative.
"Mr. Ji, it will cost a lot of money to change the planning map. We have already sold these buildings. If we make changes, we will need to pay the customer's liquidated damages. Also, the rockery is a feng shui, and we have to ask the master again. Come and take a look. This is a huge investment, not just a small thing."
"Don't make the monument. This is at the foot of the capital. There is a monument over there. If we make it, it won't be used by people with intentions. How about using a different material, which can be cheaper and avoid trouble..."
As a master with a background in architecture, Yu Dahe knows all aspects of architecture and has encountered many things over the years, including changes to monuments and architectural plans.
Each region has its own regulations, and if they are broken without reason, the consequences will be serious.
Besides, this is a bit disgraceful. Once the troops here get involved, they will be scolded. This kind of voice has been heard all these years. Children start reading textbooks in the third grade, and it is deeply ingrained until they graduate from college.
"It doesn't matter if you spend a little money, don't worry. As for the monument, look for the Great Wall, they will definitely find a way. As for being scolded, it doesn't matter. We are not the ones scolded for building the monument. As for the merits and demerits, let history judge. , rather than the words on the winner’s list to exclude.”
"You and I are both entrepreneurs. Sometimes it is harder to do something right than to do something bad. Do it once or twice in your life, otherwise we will only say "snobbery" when we conclude the coffin. How sad!"
"Change the name of the community and call it Junhou Palace! By the way, make a notice and post it at the sales office. There are descendants of the 53rd Army who were reorganized at that time, or descendants of veterans who fought here, and the houses are half sold and half Free, while stocks last. We do not entrust the sales of this property, we will do it ourselves."
Feeling so uncomfortable, Ji Donglai finally said a few words to settle everything, and turned around to leave this depressing place.
Yu Dahe poked his finger behind him and secretly said that Ji Donglai's old habit had happened again.
Every time the other party gets sick, it costs money. It's okay to be patriotic, but it's not okay to waste money.
"Mr. Ji, this is the list of our first batch of companies going to Horgos. Take a look. If there are no problems, we will officially start setting off."
Ji Donglai returned to the company and took a nap because he was depressed. He didn't know what time it was when Xinli knocked on the door and came in. Ji Donglai rubbed his eyes.
(End of chapter)
