An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 102 Success after another
The closer they got to the border, the thinner the clouds overhead became. The towering mountains in the distance were covered with snow. As the car drove across the flat land at the foot of the mountains, Meng Youyou didn't feel particularly cold inside the car.

Ahead lies the Wanting Port on the border of Panzhou City, which was also the departure port for the first batch of Chinese Expeditionary Force soldiers to go to Myanmar to fight.

The scenery outside the car window rushed past, and the people inside had no time to notice it.

Looking ahead, a tall, beige stone building stands before you, rectangular in shape with strong and simple lines.

On the platform atop the building, several sturdy square columns pierce the sky, supporting a wide canopy whose metal frame gleams brilliantly in the sunlight.

As the car slowly approached, the details of the port's architecture became increasingly clear. Neatly arranged metal rivets on the dark brown, thick wooden gate highlighted its sturdiness and stability. The four large characters "Wanting Port" were carved on the stone beam above the gate, the characters strong and majestic.

Yang Jianze's gaze was fixed on the golden national emblem inlaid above the port gate. His two dry, grotesque hands, resting on his knees, unconsciously rubbed back and forth between his knees and thighs. His eyes glistened with tears that seemed to understand Meng Youyou.

The car stopped less than fifty meters from the port, and Meng Youyou helped the elderly Yang Jianze out of the car.

After the old man got off the bus, he suggested that Meng Youyou no longer help him, and insisted on walking over by himself.

Meng Youyou agreed without hesitation, and silently followed the old man step by step toward the port.

She walked behind, a little over a step away from the old man, watching his hunched back.

Every step he took was unsteady and heavy, his legs trembling slightly.

The old man's back was bent from the years and the hardships of war, but you could still see that he was trying hard to keep his back straight.

He left as a youth, and returned at the age of seventy.

Two rows of border guards stood in neat rows on both sides of the port. They stood upright with their feet firmly planted on the ground, holding their guns with the butts close to their hips and the gun barrels roughly perpendicular to the ground and slightly tilted upwards.

As the old man slowly approached, a loud shout of "Attention, all! Salute to the anti-Japanese war heroes!" broke the silence.

With a "whoosh!", their movements were perfectly synchronized, their eyes focused and filled with respect. Yang Jianze suddenly stopped, his lips trembling slightly, a mixture of joy and excitement in his eyes, as he shakily raised his right hand above his forehead.

They share a common mission, and the meaning of inheritance and legend merges together at this moment.

There will always be those who follow in their footsteps, even at the cost of their lives.

Meng Youyou thought that perhaps she would never forget this scene.

……

After crossing the border, a group of people led by Commander Wang were waiting there.

A huge red banner hung in front of us: "Welcome Yang Jianze, a veteran of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, back to China to visit his family."

Before the man had even gotten close, Commander Wang hurriedly stepped forward, grasped the old man's hand with one hand, and supported his arm with the other.

"On behalf of all officers and soldiers of the 624 Border Defense Force, I welcome you home."

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"..."

Meng Youyou quickly spotted the man among the group of people standing behind her. She raised her eyebrows at him, as if to say, "Look, mission accomplished."

He smiled first, then his lips opened and closed silently.

The two weren't close, but Meng Youyou understood, and he said she was "very impressive!"