When Jiang Yue returned to the clothing store, Yang Cuiling saw that she was worried, so she asked, "Sister Jiang Yue, who made you unhappy?"
"Cui Ling, do you know Qiantou Village?" Jiang Yue put down the basket.
"I know them. They're not far from our village. Sister Jiang Yue, are you going to Qiantou Village?" Yang Cuiling asked, "What are you going to do there?"
"Well, an old man who collects scraps whom I knew before is sick. His home is in Qiantou Village. I want to go see him!" Jiang Yue remembered what the elder brother said about Uncle Lin being in poor condition, and did not dare to delay.
Although she and Uncle Lin have not known each other for a long time, Jiang Yue still admires him from the bottom of her heart.
Not to mention that the old man is so old, but he is still working hard collecting waste. Even his status as a martyr's relative is worthy of respect.
Besides, the old man also helped Jiang Yue find Yuan blue and white porcelain, as well as small yellow croakers found on the huanghuali table. It was only right and moral for Jiang Yue to go visit the old man.
"Are you talking about Old Man Lin? What happened to him?" Aunt Yang came in from the backyard and asked hurriedly when she heard Jiang Yue's words.
"Auntie, do you know Uncle Lin? I heard that he is sick and his condition is not good!" Jiang Yue said.
"Yes, my mother's family is from Houtou Village, which is separated from Qiantou Village by a river. Old Man Lin used to pass by the old street when he collected waste. Sometimes he would ask me for water. Alas, he was also a miserable person!"
"In the early years, my three sons all joined the army to fight in the war," Aunt Yang sighed. The sigh lasted a long time, so long that Jiang Yue realized that what Aunt Yang was going to say next must be unusual.
Sure enough, Aunt Yang wiped her eyes and said, "Of the three sons, none of them came back! His husband passed away a few years ago, and he is the only one left!"
Jiang Yue was shocked. She only knew that Uncle Lin was a relative of a martyr. The first time she bought a book, Uncle Lin mentioned when he sent her to the family compound that his son was also a soldier and had been dead for more than 20 years. However, she didn't know that he had three sons and all three of them had gone to the battlefield.
"Jiang Yue, I know old man Lin's home. I'll go with you. I want to see him too!" Aunt Yang put down the work in her hands and went back to the house to change into a thick cotton jacket.
"Okay!" Jiang Yue said to Yang Cuiling, "Then Cuiling, you stay at the store. Auntie and I will go over and see what's going on!"
Jiang Yue and Aunt Yang each rode a bicycle, and when they passed the department store, Jiang Yue stopped the bicycle, went in and bought a few canned foods and malted milk, which he put in a net bag and hung on the bicycle.
Aunt Yang had just learned how to ride a bicycle, so she couldn't ride fast. The road to the village in front was all dirt and very bumpy. It took the two of them more than half an hour to ride and push the bicycle before they finally entered the village.
"It's right in front!" Aunt Yang led Jiang Yue around the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, walked about a hundred meters forward, and pointed to a low thatched house, "This is it!"
Jiang Yue couldn't believe that Uncle Lin actually lived in such a shabby thatched house!
Although not every household in the village had a brick house, and many still had thatched houses, none of them were as small and shabby as the one Jiang Yue saw. Even the kitchen was open-air, with just a few bricks built in the yard and a pot on top.
"Actually, this is not Old Man Lin's home! Old Man Lin's family was the first in the village to build a tiled house. Unfortunately, all three of the Lin family's children died, and the old couple also lost their energy. The tiled house was given to their nephew, and the old couple moved here." Aunt Yang kept sighing.
Jiang Yue felt even more depressed after hearing this.
At this time, a middle-aged man came over from not far away, holding a bowl in his hand. Seeing two people standing in front of the thatched house, he hurried over and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Liu Laoer, it's me. I heard that your uncle was sick, so I came to see him!" Aunt Yang knew Uncle Lin's nephew. To be precise, Liu Laoer was the nephew of Uncle Lin's wife.
Jiang Yue later found out that Uncle Lin had fled here due to famine and married into Qiantou Village.
"Brother, we've met before!" Jiang Yue also recognized the man. When she found the Yuan blue and white porcelain, Uncle Lin asked his nephew to deliver the goods for her on a tricycle.
"It's you, girl, why are you here?" Liu Laoer obviously recognized Jiang Yue. He could not hide his surprise. Just now a child ran to his house and told him that there was a very beautiful girl standing at the door of his uncle's house. He thought it was a lie.
"I'm coming to see Uncle Lin!"
"Are you here to bring food to the old man?" Jiang Yue looked at the bowl in Liu Laoer's hand. It was a bowl of porridge topped with salty beans.
"Well," Liu Laoer Jiang Yue stared at the bowl and explained, "Uncle can't eat rice, so he can only eat soft food."
"Can I go in and take a look?" Jiang Yue asked.
Liu Lao Er looked a little embarrassed, "Girl, it's not that I don't allow you to come in, it's just that there is really no place to step inside."
"It's okay!" Jiang Yue came here just to see Uncle Lin, and he couldn't just arrive at the door and not go in.
However, as soon as Jiang Yue stepped into the thatched house, he was overwhelmed by the musty and foul smell.
"Jiang Yue, you go out, I'll go in!" Aunt Yang was afraid that Jiang Yue couldn't stand the smell, so she asked her to wait outside.
Jiang Yue thought, since I'm already here, there's nothing I can't endure.
The thatched house looked very small from the outside. After entering, Jiang Yue saw that there was barely room for a bed. The stench and musty smell came from the bed. With three people sitting together, it was difficult for them to turn around.
"Uncle, Miss Jiang is here to see you!" Liu Laoer went to call Uncle Lin.
Uncle Lin opened his cloudy eyes, saw Jiang Yue, opened his mouth with only one tooth left, and smiled, "You're here!"
But Uncle Lin's voice was weak and he was already thin, and now he was even thinner and looked like he would not live long.
Jiang Yue saw Liu Laoer feeding porridge to Uncle Lin. She and Aunt Yang were standing there, which was a bit of a nuisance, so she took the initiative to stand outside the door.
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