Chapter 643: A happy birth of a son?
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It’s the end of December, and there are still about twenty days until the Chinese New Year.
It is winter now.
After a few snowfalls, the temperature dropped sharply and the wind was biting.
The weather was very cold. The breath exhaled by people who went out was covered with white mist. The roads were covered with snow and there were very few people around.
A military green figure appeared at the intersection of a dilapidated-looking village.
Lin Weiguo finally found the place by following his comrade's address.
It was snowing heavily and the snow on the road was very thick, making it very difficult to walk on.
He was able to find it thanks to his strong physique.
After entering the village, Lin Weiguo went straight to the team leader.
After explaining the purpose of the visit, I found that the old man and the others had slightly stiff expressions.
Yu Gen's comrades were looking for Ku Wa, and everyone felt a little uneasy...
Lin Weiguo's eyelids jumped. "Is there any problem?"
This is a huge problem.
...It can't be explained in a few words.
A dilapidated thatched house at the end of the village.
The roof and windows had been repaired, but a cold wind still blew in.
The light in the room was dim and there was a dead silence.
A small figure was hiding in the corner, its body trembling violently.
He was small and thin, and his eyes, which occasionally showed, were frighteningly large.
The children covered the ground with almost everything they could in the house, but it still couldn't stop the cold wind from seeping in.
He felt dizzy and uncomfortable all over.
"Dad, Mom doesn't want me anymore. Can you come and pick me up? I don't eat much. One steamed bun a day is enough. I can still work. I can collect firewood, dig wild vegetables, catch fish... I can do everything. Please come back and see me..."
The child was shivering with cold, and his broken, tender voice echoed in the thatched hut.
Lin Weiguo was brought over by the team leader. When he opened the door, he saw the child curled up in the corner.
Looking around, there were very few things in the house, even worse than an abandoned temple.
The child in the corner curled up into a ball, his body shaking. When he heard the door open, he looked up blankly.
Lin Weiguo looked at the emaciated child and thought of his fallen comrades, feeling a tearing pain in his heart.
He quickly took off his military coat and went forward to wrap the little guy with the clothes.
The child was wearing a torn jacket that was damp and hard and not warm at all.
He piled the only other things in the house, such as hay and rags, on himself in an attempt to keep warm.
Lin Weiguo cleared the mess off the child and wrapped him in clothes.
"...I'm sorry I'm late." He said in a heavy voice.
There was no heat in the room.
Beside the child was a broken bowl with a hole in it, and in it was half a black ball.
This scene made Lin Weiguo look extremely ugly.
Yu Gen's son, the descendant of a hero, is this the kind of life he lives?!
Kuwawa felt his body warming up and his frozen mind gradually came back to consciousness. When he saw the man in the green military uniform, his eyes lit up.
"Dad..." He grabbed Lin Weiguo's sleeve, his voice breaking with excitement, "Dad, are you here to pick me up?"
He has a picture of his dad, and his dad is also wearing this outfit.
It must be his father who heard his voice, right?
Lin Weiguo's face froze.
...A new baby boy?
"I'm not your father. I'm your father's comrade-in-arms. You can call me Uncle Lin."
When the child heard this, his face suddenly darkened and his hand that was holding Lin Weiguo's sleeve dropped in disappointment.
His hands almost dropped. Something occurred to him, and he said expectantly, "What about my dad? Have you seen my dad? Can he come pick me up?"
"I don't eat much. I only need a little food every two days. I can still work. I don't have much strength now, but when I grow up, I will have more strength and be able to do more work..."
"I'm very obedient. I can wash clothes, dig wild vegetables, and cook them... I can help my father with many things. Can you take me to see my father, even if it's just for a while?"
He counted his uses by counting on his fingers.
The child looked at him eagerly, and Lin Weiguo's eyes felt a little hot.
The captain knew that Yu Gen had died, and Ku Wa was trying to embarrass him. He suppressed his sorrow and said, "Ku Wa, don't embarrass me. Your father is gone, and this is your father's comrade..."
Ku Wa? Lin Weiguo felt bitter when he heard this name.
Yu Gen thought of several names for the child, Ping An, Da Fu, Zhuang Zhuang...but none of them meant "poor child".
If his comrades knew that their beloved son had this name, they would feel very sad.
When Kuwawa heard what the captain said, his eyes suddenly dimmed.
"...I'm sorry." His voice was filled with heartbreaking tears. "They said my father died. I know that death means turning into a small mound of dirt..."
While speaking, the child shed tears silently, which made people feel sad.
Lin Weiguo rubbed Kuwa's dry hair and said in a deep voice: "Your father is a hero."
Ku Wa wiped his tears and asked in a sobbing voice, "Is my father tall, strong, and powerful?"
"Tall, tall, strong, and very powerful."
Yu Gen is not the tallest, nor the strongest among them, but he has the bravery and tenacity of a soldier.
Kuwa lowered his head, pinching the corner of his clothes with his fingers. He hesitated for a moment and said nervously: "...Then my father, do you like me?"
He has grown up so much, but he has never seen his father.
Lin Weiguo is a man of steel, but his eyes became hot several times because of the little guy in front of him.
How can a child who is less than six years old be so sensible?
"I like you. When your father was still alive, he often mentioned you and gave you several names. Ping An, hoping you would live a peaceful life. Da Fu, hoping you would have enough to eat and be blessed. Zhuang Zhuang, hoping you would be healthy..."
Lin Weiguo is not a talkative person, but he couldn't help but say a lot to such a lovely child.
The captain's words about Kuwawa's mother flashed through his ears, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
It would be fine if she used Yu Gen's pension to get married, but she is not worthy of being a mother if she abandons the child.
After hearing what Lin Weiguo said, Kuwawa felt satisfied and happy.
...His father likes him.
After talking for a while, Kuwa felt uncomfortable because of the emptiness in his stomach, so he pressed his stomach out of habit.
Don’t think about it. If you don’t think about it, you won’t be hungry.
Even though I was brainwashing myself like this, my body's reaction was very real.
Kuwawa's stomach made a few rumbling sounds.
"...My stomach exploded." He said embarrassedly.
He carefully reached out and took the black noodles from the broken bowl beside him, swallowed his saliva, and handed it to Lin Weiguo.
"Uncle, this is all I have here, please eat it."
Although no one taught him, he knew that he had to entertain guests when they came to his house.
So even if he was hungry, he had to endure it, because he was used to it anyway.
Lin Weiguo took the black ball that was harder than stone in a daze and closed his eyes reluctantly.
Suppressing the bitterness in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Kuwa."
As he spoke, he took out a white flour bun from the bag he brought.
"This is for you, eat it quickly."
Put it in the child's hand.
(End of this chapter)
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