Today the old lady lies in the chamber, all must drink milk, patching porridge, fruit juice, knowing the person but only looks on it. Instracting most of the hospital, no matter whether desponde 9: 00/7: 45 South Diabases invited doctors to come to. The physician was very well examined and said smallly with Mr. Nha's son, the old body was too depressed, the parts were bugs according to the natural rule, only to let him at home and fostered , Is that day or that day. Painting: Cloves are about to go? Only half a month ago still saw the stick against sticks around the neighborhood, chatting
. So, suddenly gives birth to a severe illness, it is true that the elderly does not know how it is. In this village, the most longevity time, was in the age of nine six. Once ahead of the day, three, four hundred years ago under unspecific law, instruments have been entitled to the title of the state
Those eighty years old to eight nine is a doctor, ninety years or older poinsettias. Although not in the yellow table, there is no style, but the raw aspires, a doctor when he returns to the village must first bow to hello the tense. Today even though there is no good practice of tense, the missed instrument is still very respected by the villagers and communes. I am very straightforward, honest, 70 years old Party is a history of the village and the village. He tells that the walls of the walls, the archetrics in the village since the time of the August Revolution to now. The stick to join the army in the commune in the commune to enter the district to won the revolutionary government, the leadership of the guerrilla to fight the French battle, dig hiding the staff right below the cumulative bamboo of his garden. The liver, struggle against the enemy, who cowardly, pointing to the West. As well as in land reform, who honestly, who puts things, lies. Because of the cadres in the district, the province though to meet this organization, the mass organization, must come to ask for the industry when writing the history of this commune. It is said that the age of the age of eight years of eightzy, but for many years, it was no longer the same as before, while remembering the moment, eyes were blurred, the ears
The name is the name of the mandarin from the morning. Devotional, hungry before the revolution. He was in the Nationwide Defense on the first day of the nationwide war, joining the Dien Bien Phu campaign. Hoa Binh restarts the rise, to take charge of the captain commune. In 1966, Mr. Tuy Tuy Phong was in the past. It was a thing that had always missed the wing in his lap, so far it was still tearless when anyone mentioned her husband and son. That is now still not finding the remains of two people. Mr. Tangang and the unit was shot by the US bombing to the valley at the foot of the mountain next to the stream, hard to find the remains of the remains but still sacrificed in the middle of the star still to be buried. From the severe illness, The villagers in turn visit. Old yes. Children have. People in the village. Outsiders. Even the mass came to that union. Today there are seven, eight older grandparents coming. They know a little late. In the chamber, everyone was surprised on the wall of the door to the end of the bed with two photos of her husband and son. These two photos daily still put on the worship board on the third floor, now here again. - Why is it hung in this underworld? A lady asked Mr. Nha.ong the head of the head was in addition to the feet of seventies from small, pensive. - She caught up here from the sick to every day she looked. Sometimes she again ... his wife - Mrs. Ly, continues: - The two sick days, she called me to tell me, my mother, tonight I kept seeing Mr. Tonang with the grapes. Mr. Incense stood at the top of the bed looking for a long time, glare the disappearance. Later, I saw the grapes mistakenly came right at the edge of the bed to give me a big broth, bigger than the ancient mortar. She just caught crying ... on the wall was the two photos of his father and son. Young people, colored green coat, outside the rugged shirt, a dark green cloth hat with a net, look serious. This black and white photo is that he taken since 1954 when he returned to the provincial capital. This is also the only picture he has. Later he had no portrait photos though the photographer was no longer rare like before. - The price of Mr. Tool still lived until now to go to the general. At that time he was the head of the chief regiment - an Ongang Ong.- which was sure. Mr. Lu His son was in our village to go to the village from 1980, the Colonel was two years ago - he sat by nodded. Below the picture of Mr. Tomb, on the right, is a grape image, burly boy, fresh Laughing, his youngest little. Eighteen years of volunteer volunteers enlist, sacrificing Y Letters on April 30, 1975, a few hours ago to liberate Saigon. Before the dates of enlistment, grapes sword for the mother of the barrier with a shady shell with a shady shell with aluminum rods, cutting sharpened three sharp teeth to crush betel nuts instead of old mortars and baseball curves. Daily grape still retires with her mother. In the chamber, people go into people to give each other. She sitting on the side always massaged his limbs, asked. At the moment of opening his eyes, it was tearless, but didn't say anything. - Dear, do you know you? - He must live until he needs it. Needs are stationed at the border, tomorrow. It was designed . Dịch vụ:
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