However, once they retire and suddenly return to their normal lives,
The whole person is unable to live like a normal person. The tense spirit suddenly relaxes, and some mental illnesses follow.
Some people returned to real life physically, but their souls remained on the battlefield. Even with psychological treatment, they could not return to normal.
It was fine when they were young, but as they got older, countless veterans suffered relapses of old injuries and lived a life worse than death.
even,
Some veterans don’t even have any subsidies, and their lives in poverty in their later years. Or perhaps it’s not that they don’t have any subsidies, but that the money doesn’t fall into their ragged clothes and their pockets are full of holes. Perhaps the money has fallen into the holes.
Finally he was reduced to begging.
Disappeared in the home built with garbage cardboard that I had lived in for who knows how many years...
No one knows what the final fate of this old man is.
I think maybe you have seen him on the street before. He is ragged, hunched over, and has a dull look in his eyes.
He sat on the busy street with a broken bowl in front of him.
Even kneeling on the ground with head bowed,
In the bowl on the ground, there are a few bills and coins.
Shallow, not reaching the bottom of the bowl, not full,
But,
With her head lowered, tears fell drop by drop into the bowl, filling it up!
When someone passed by, he kicked his bowl away, and banknotes and coins fell all over the floor.
He crawled on the ground crying and picked up the money piece by piece.
Some people even mocked him sarcastically, saying that he must have been bad to his children when he was young, or had been messing around outside, so his children were unwilling to support him when he was old, and he deserved it!
Some people say that he is lazy and likes to eat. But if he has a little dignity, picking up some trash is better than begging!
But,
They left after saying this, not knowing that he once wanted to exchange the honor he had earned on the battlefield for a few pieces of his dignity.
But...........
What was his fate?
They also don't know that decades ago, a couple sent their teenage son to the battlefield with tears in their eyes.
The father said goodbye tearfully: "Son, I have to stay here to take care of your blind mother. I can't go to serve my country. But when the country is about to fall, how can its eggs remain intact?.........When you go, don't worry about us. Until I defeat the little villain, you are not allowed to return home!"
The blind old mother did not say anything, but just reached out and stroked her son's face. She wanted to remember her son's appearance firmly in her heart.
He didn't say anything, just knelt down and kowtowed three times, then turned around and left in tears.
Since the second year since my son joined the army,
Every day, the blind old mother would sit on a big rock at the entrance of the village, leaning on a bamboo cane. She would turn her eyes towards the direction her son left.
She can't see.
But she knew that her son was in that direction.
Her son is beating up little bastards and defending his country...
The third year,
Fourth year,
Year 5...
Whenever someone passed by, she would always stand up and ask in surprise: "Son, is my son back?"
Every time,
She sat back in disappointment.
Until the sixth year, the blind old mother still did not wait for her son, but waited for a group of little bastards. The blind old mother who was waiting at the village entrance heard the footsteps and she thought it was her son.
She stood up in surprise and asked, "Son, is my son back?"
laugh!
The bayonet pierced her chest fiercely, and blood flowed out of her mouth...
She fell to the ground.
She was still calling out, "Son...son...son..."
"Madam, this blind old woman's son is a Tubalu..."
A flattering voice sounded,
"Massacre the village!"
After a while, the whole village was in chaos, with shrill screams and angry cries of killing... Finally, everything returned to peace.
A big fire......
It was dark, and the whole sky was illuminated by the fire...
From then on, the entire village became a ruin...
A few years later,
The war was over, and a man in a simple military uniform returned home. On the brim of his hat was a shining red star, as dazzling as the rising sun in the east.
He went home,
But,
Where is home?
Home is gone,
He has no home anymore!
He knelt at the door of his former home for three days, gently ripped the string off his hat, took off the red star and put it inside the house.
He stood up. This time, he was going to a foreign country to continue to protect... defend his country...
He was supposed to defend his country.
But the home is gone.
I don't know how many years later,
He withdrew from the battlefield. During the Battle of Shangganlin, he had one leg blown off.
He returned to his home, which had become a ruin, with a few hundred yuan in retirement money, built a thatched hut for himself, and lived in hiding from then on.
But as he grew older, his old injuries recurred and he was tortured to death every day.
One of his legs gradually became unable to support his movements, and he could only crawl on the ground using a piece of cardboard.
He has been saving a few hundred yuan of retirement money, and even saved a few thousand yuan by picking up garbage over the years.
But the world is changing too fast.
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