Chapter 205 What Happened That Year
Shen Tinglan took it carefully and looked at it carefully in his hand.
It was not until she saw the word "Chuan" on the cloth that she suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock, her mouth open and unable to speak.
this?
How could that be?
My grandfather said that my great-grandfather risked his life to save him and another child.
Is this kid Grandpa Lin?
Shen Tinglan couldn't believe it. She pinched the cloth strip, her chest vibrating, and she could clearly hear the frequency of her heart beating faster.
This is too much of a coincidence.
She stared at Mr. Lin again with eyes full of question marks, seeking answers.
Lin Lixiong finally calmed down and slowly told the whole story of how he saved his life.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, not only Shen Tinglan was shocked, but also Lin Zhizhou and Lin Zhiqiu were extremely shaken.
The private room fell into silence for a long time.
Chen Tinglan's heart was in turmoil, and there was frost in the corners of his eyes. His grandfather had never told him the details of what happened back then.
My grandfather said that the leg injury and the gunshot wound on the shoulder were caused when he evacuated Wuhan after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.
But he didn't say how it fell.
She couldn't imagine what kind of perseverance her grandfather had back then. He was only seven or eight years old.
How a child of seven or eight years old was shot and had a sharp knife stuck in his leg, but he still blindfolded another child without saying a word to protect the other child.
Shen Tinglan couldn't bear the pressure in her heart, and her body began to tremble. The images that kept jumping in her mind were the bits and pieces of her grandfather's interactions since she could remember.
When she was little, her grandfather could walk with the help of a cane. When she was learning Sanda, her grandfather was there to guide her movements. Later, as she grew up, her grandfather could occasionally stand at the intersection of the old community, waiting for her and Shen Jianan to come home from school with a loving face.
She and Shen Jianan often fought for the chance to be the first to hug her grandfather. Of course, Shen Jianan always lost.
Later, when grandpa was in a wheelchair, she and Shen Jianan began to compete to push the wheelchair.
Of course, Shen Jianan still couldn't win.
At that time, she and Shen Jianan often sat next to their grandfather, listening to him tell stories from the past, stories about him and his grandmother, and his insights into life.
This kind of life is very satisfying, and life with grandpa is very wonderful.
But time flies again.
When she grew up, she won many Sanda medals, but when she practiced, the coach's position was empty. She could only put the medals symbolizing victory on the chest of drawers in the living room because her grandfather's black and white photo was there.
The old neighborhood was demolished and rebuilt, and she and Shen Jianan could no longer compete for the arms of the little old man with a cane, and they couldn't even find the intersection where he waited for them after school.
Later, the living room was empty, and she and Shen Jianan no longer competed to push the wheelchair. They just opened the wheelchair and placed it in the living room. Shen Jianan brewed a pot of the old man's favorite tea. She and Shen Jianan sat cross-legged on both sides of the wheelchair, one on the left and one on the right. She and Shen Jianan talked about interesting things at school, but there was no old man in the wheelchair to agree with them anymore.
Even when she and Shen Jianan got into trouble at school, the voice of the man instructing in the wheelchair never rang out again.
She loves grandpa very much.
When her grandfather passed away, she and Shen Jianan cried for a long time.
They don’t understand why such a good person like Grandpa died?
Grandpa is the most important person in her heart.
When Shen Tinglan became emotionally unstable, Lin Zhizhou got up from his seat and sat in Lin Zhiqiu's original position, while Lin Zhiqiu stood behind Shen Tinglan.
The big boss held the little woman, who was crying uncontrollably, in his arms with a look of heartache, and patted her gently again and again.
“Don’t be sad, Suisui, Grandpa Shen is a hero, we all admire him.”
After Shen Tinglan rested in Lin Zhizhou's arms for a long time, his mind went blank for a moment.
After the chaos, she wiped her tears and stepped out of the big boss's arms. She said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Grandpa Lin, I made you laugh. Just now, when I heard you talking about my grandfather, I missed him so much. My grandfather and I had a good relationship. What you said just now brought me back to the past. I miss him so much. I'm really sorry."
Lin Lixiong smiled, waved his hand, and his voice was choked and dry when he spoke: "Xiao Lan, your grandfather and I are grateful for saving my life. I have been looking for him for many years without any results. I had given up. It was you who helped me find him, Uncle Shen."
The tears on Shen Tinglan's face were still wet, "Uncle Shen? That's my great-grandfather?"
Lin Lixiong looked at the little girl, his eyes moist as well. "Well, I saw the photo you sent. There was a similar piece of cloth in the photo, right?"
Chen Tinglan nodded with tears in her eyes, "Yes, it was brought back by grandpa. There is a word 'Chen' on the piece of cloth in our house. Grandpa said that it was embroidered by great-grandfather's mother herself when great-grandfather left home to fight in the war."
Lin Lixiong felt relieved and relieved, as if he had found his savior.
She is still Xiaozhou’s daughter-in-law.
Isn't this fate?
Lin Lixiong believed that it was the uncle of the Shen family who was watching from heaven and bringing the two younger generations together.
Continue the destined bond between the two families.
Lin Lixiong said gently: "Two days after I was rescued, I led the Red Army soldiers back to that battlefield. Uncle Shen——"
Lin Lixiong paused for a second, and Shen Tinglan asked with a glimmer of hope: "How was my great-grandfather? Was he still... alive at that time?"
Lin Lixiong said in a dull voice: "Sorry, Xiaolan, when we were going back, all the members of Uncle Shen's team died."
When Shen Tinglan heard this, his expression froze for a few breaths, but he quickly adjusted himself.
As expected.
She in turn comforted the depressed Mr. Lin.
"Grandpa Lin, you don't have to apologize. It's like this on the battlefield. Life and death are beyond our control. But I believe in my great-grandfather and grandfather. They are people with firm beliefs. Maybe my great-grandfather knew about Grandpa Lin's current achievements. He would definitely be happy for you. He must be very pleased that he saved such an amazing child."
Lin Lixiong suddenly turned his head to look at the little girl and stared at her for a moment. The tears he had been holding back since the private room could no longer be suppressed and burst out.
Tears streamed down my face.
Lin Zhiqiu, who was standing behind him, hurried over to comfort him: "Grandpa, this is a happy thing. Our two families are now doubly happy."
Lin Lixiong patted his granddaughter's hand and said sadly: "Like, like, like, really like." He said to Shen Tinglan: "Xiaolan, the tone of your voice just now is very similar to Uncle Shen back then. Grandpa Lin couldn't help but laugh."
Shen Tinglan went to hold the old man's hand, smiling with tears in her eyes: "Grandpa Lin, how could it be? Just like Zhiqiu said, our fate is destined, we should be happy." After saying that, she looked back at Lin Zhizhou.
She and her big boss were also destined.
Lin Zhizhou came over and hugged the little woman.
Yes, it is destined.
Lin Lixiong smiled brightly: "I should be happy. I am crying with joy. There is another thing. Although Uncle Shen died, we later buried his remains in the Kyoto Martyrs' Forest Park."
"Grandpa Lin is saying that my great-grandfather's tomb is in Kyoto, not in Wuhan?"
"Yes, Uncle Shen's body was originally buried in Wuhan with a special mark, and was later moved to the Kyoto Martyrs Cemetery."
Shen Tinglan was overjoyed. When his grandfather was alive, his biggest regret was that his great-grandfather could not return to his roots.
She immediately asked anxiously, "Does that mean Great-grandfather... has a chance of moving back to Jiangcheng?"
Lin Lixiong affirmed: "Of course, I went to Jiangcheng mainly for Uncle Shen's matter, and I also wanted to pay my respects to the elder brother of the Shen family."
Shen Tinglan’s eyes were watery again. He stood up and held Lin Lixiong’s hand tightly: “Grandpa Lin, thank you, really, thank you.”
Lin Lixiong stood up slowly. "Why are you thanking me, kid? It's our Lin family who should thank Uncle Shen and Brother Shen. Without them, there would be no Lin family today."
One can't help but sigh.
Everything has its own cycle, and the cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny.
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