After studying for several months, Wei Jianguo finally had a rare two-day holiday.
When at home, he uses his vacation time to help his wife with household chores, or to go out and play with his wife and two children.
Now that they are not around, Wei Jianguo himself has no interest in going out.
He plans to go to the library and continue reading. He only has one year, but he wants to learn a lot.
Just as he was about to go out, he met Liu Xinguo who came to him.
He found a small stool and sat down, his long legs curled up in frustration, with nowhere to put them. He picked up the cake on the table and ate it while saying, "Song Shuqian treats you like a child. Why did she send you small cakes? This one is really delicious. What is this?"
Wei Jianguo silently locked the small cakes that he had forgotten to put away in the cabinet.
This was made for him by his wife. She made it salty according to his taste, and it was almost sold out by these people.
Liu Xinguo looked at him with disdain, "Why are you so stingy? If you like it, just let your wife do more."
Wei Jianguo disagreed with his words. "Xixi has to take care of two children and work. It's already very difficult for her to find time to do something for me. How can I ask her to do more? It's too hard."
Wei Jianguo also likes to act coquettishly with his wife and ask for things, but what he wants are things that his wife can buy directly with money.
After finishing the cakes, Liu Xinguo told the purpose of his visit, "The monk's home is nearby, should we go over and help him burn incense for his parents?"
Liu Xinguo said this with some hesitation, because feudal superstition is now opposed, and burning incense is strictly prohibited.
Wei Jianguo thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to burn incense, but we can go and see the place where he lived."
The implication is that you can go there secretly, but not make it known to anyone.
After knowing each other for many years, they still have this tacit understanding.
The monk was their former comrade-in-arms.
He died in a battle.
His parents died when he was young and he was adopted by a monk. Since then, he has been called the little monk. Even after joining the army, he was still called a monk.
The monk is the most educated among them. He usually has a lot of clever ideas and likes to add "our ancestors said" before he speaks.
Wei Jianguo could imagine the scene when he left with his eyes closed. The monk was spitting blood from his mouth, but there was a smile on his face.
He said, "I saw the big steamed buns, white, plump, fragrant and soft, they looked delicious.
It smells so good…"
They were hiding in a trench, beneath a pile of dead bodies. I couldn't tell whether the water on my body was sweat or blood.
Everyone was extremely tired, but their spirits were high.
After this battle, they can go home.
Liu Xinguo raised his hand and waved it in front of him, "Old Wei, what are you thinking about?"
Wei Jianguo wiped his face with his hands and quickly adjusted his state. "I thought of the big white buns the monk mentioned when he left."
We will buy two bags later and put them in front of his parents’ grave.
If they can eat it, they will definitely be willing to give half to the monks.
"OK."
The monks died on the battlefield. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the war, their bodies were buried on the spot. When the future boss was capable, he would take them home.
It’s not that I don’t miss you all these years, it’s just that I haven’t been able to pay tribute to you.
Without alarming anyone, the two quietly left the school and headed towards Hekoudong Village.
The monks opened their long-forgotten memories, blood, blood everywhere.
Heizi was holding a photo just now and said, "This is the first time my mother took a photo. We took a photo together as a family. It cost us one dollar, which is enough for our family to live on for three months."
The pain on his face was visible to the naked eye.
The look in his eyes when he looked at the photo was very gentle, a gentleness that was out of place on the battlefield.
The next moment, a bullet pierced through his forehead and the photo in his hand was stained red with blood.
Monkey has always been thinking about retiring from the army after the war, going home to take care of his mother, and having a few chubby babies with his wife whom he has never met.
But he remained on the battlefield forever.
Those past events that were deliberately forgotten all appeared in my mind one after another.
The two people didn't say a word along the way. Wei Jianguo's face was terribly cold, and Liu Xinguo no longer had the dimples that he usually had on his lips.
After traveling 70 miles, crossing a mountain and two valleys, they arrived at a small village.
From a distance, you can feel the dilapidated state of this village, with houses covered with yellow mud, muddy dirt roads, and five children playing at the entrance of the village.
As soon as they reached the village entrance, Wei Jianguo and Liu Xinguo were surrounded by several children.
They hid behind big trees and rocks, looking timidly at the strangers in front of them.
Fearing that they might be frightened, Wei Jianguo and the other man stood where they were, trying their best to restrain their aura and spoke to them softly.
"Little friend, the two of us are looking for your village chief. Can you take us there?"
No one spoke, and no one moved.
Wei Jianguo and the others also stood there patiently, allowing the children to look at them.
They were all boys, all very thin, with big heads, thin bodies and round bellies. They were only wearing a pair of shorts full of patches. Some of them were barefoot, while others wore straw sandals.
Wei Jianguo thought of his two children. Song Shuqian was worried that the children would not feel comfortable, so the clothes they wore were made of fine cotton cloth without any patches. They had at least one set of clothes for every season.
When eating, you should ensure that your food is nutritionally balanced.
Wei Jianguo closed his eyes tightly and felt that he was really ridiculous. He had lived a good life for so many years that he almost forgot about life in the countryside.
After a while, an old man came running over with five young men, holding sickles and hoes in their hands.
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I was relieved when I saw that they were two young men in military uniforms.
The village chief came out and asked, "Hey, leader, do you have any instructions for us?"
Liu Xinguo said, "Uncle, is this Hekoudong Village?"
"Of course."
"There is a young man in your village who joined the army. His name is Heshang. We are his comrades-in-arms. We came back to see his parents on his behalf."
The village chief was stunned for a moment, then looked at the people around him and saw that everyone was shaking their heads. Then he said, "There is no such young man in our village!"
People around also said, "Yes, there is no such monk in our village."
Wei Jianguo explained, "He is not a real monk, he is just called a monk."
The village chief and others still said that there was no such person.
Liu Xinguo said, "He was about 1.6 meters tall, about as tall as me. His skin was very dark, his eyes were not very big, and he might be a little nearsighted. He would squint unconsciously when looking at things, but his eyes were very bright."
As Liu Xinguo described, an image gradually appeared in everyone's mind.
They all said at once, "So what you're talking about is donkey dung?"
"No, it's a urinal."
"It's shit."
In rural areas, people believe that it is easier to raise a child with a humble name. Although these names are not nice, Wei Jianguo and his friends were not angry.
Until someone said, "Oh, it's that bad guy who caused all this trouble! He killed his parents and he can steal things. He stole the steamed buns from our house. Leader, will you compensate him?"
After all, he is the village chief and reacts faster than others.
Wei Jianguo and Liu Xinguo's faces became increasingly ugly. He slapped the man who spoke on the back.
"What are you talking about! When did he steal anything from my house?"
Turning around and facing Wei Jianguo and the other man, he had a completely different attitude.
"Boss, they grew up together, so you can talk casually. They are just joking around, there is no other meaning."
Wei Jianguo looked at the person who spoke.
He is a man who fought on the battlefield. Although he lived a happy life after marriage, he gradually calmed down and became peaceful. But even a little exposure is not something these country men can bear.
The person who was speaking started to tremble and almost peed himself on the spot.
Wei Jianguo said, "Since you know who we are looking for, take us there. Let's go now."
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