Her husband had given their fellow countrymen an unwavering faith in the country. He had given the people a lot of trust in the country and the military's capabilities.
He was a man who made her proud, a man who made her proud, and a man who made her family proud.
Jiang Yao's heart felt soft. Even if no one knew that he was the one who did that, it was enough for her to know.
'Lu Xingzhi, Lu Xingzhi.'
She repeated his name in her heart over and over again, engraving it in her heart.
At that moment, Jiang Yao really missed Lu Xingzhi. She really wanted to see him, give him a hug and a kiss, tell him how proud she was of him, and tell him just how much she missed him.
Everywhere she went, she heard people talking about the broadcast they had heard in the morning. Even though not every family had a radio or television, the news had spread verbally.