In the north, on an inaccessible path, the boy walked in front, looking at Chu Tiannan cautiously from time to time, like a little wolf who took a stranger back to his own territory.

Chu Tiannan was depressed in his heart.

What kind of growth environment can make a twelve-year-old boy so wary of strangers.

He wanted to ask a few questions, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped and changed his way, saying, "Has your mother eaten?"

The little boy stopped and shook his head.

Chu Tiannan went to the store next door, bought two pastries, and carried some small cold dishes.

Don't buy meat, the little boy and his mother are in such poor condition, it is estimated that they have not eaten meat for a long time, and they can eat meat by slowly supplementing their nutrition.

The little boy took the pastry and carefully held it in his arms, unwilling to eat it.

Chu Tiannan was helpless, so he bought another one: "It's for you, let's eat it first." ”

The little boy gobbled up for a while, and Chu Tiannan, who was watching, was silent for a while.

Is the environment in the north so bad?

After a while, I walked through the crowded streets of the city, and became more and more desolate, until I finally came to a small village, where a few puffs of cooking smoke rose and a few figures on the small dirt road.

"Are you and your mother the only ones in the house?"

The little boy nodded.

Perhaps it was because of the food and Chu Tiannan who paid for the medicine, and the little boy was not so wary.

"Where's your dad?"

"Dad is a hero. The little boy said weakly.

Chu Tiannan was stunned, and then did not speak again.

He seemed to understand something.

Walking towards the end of the path, the small bridge is flowing water, and the old trees are smoking. At the end of the old-fashioned street, one of the most dilapidated houses, the houses of this street, have been renovated several times, but the little boy's house is still a dilapidated wooden house.

Other homes, at least, are red bricks and white porcelain.

Walking into the wooden house, the wooden bench, the yellow table with mottled traces, and the lit candles gave Chu Tiannan the illusion that he had crossed over, and in the room, there was a pale woman lying on the small bed.

Her small bun face looks okay, but her face is sickly pale and looks unusually weak.

The little boy turned out a medicine jar and a small old-fashioned stove in the house.

This is probably the only firearm in the house that has been preserved intact.

He lit a fire and boiled Chinese medicine.

Chu Tiannan and Yelu Feiguang sat quietly on the small wooden stool and waited, not going to help, seeing that the little boy was busy with everything, coming and going in a hurry, and boiling the medicine in a hurry.

Carefully put it in a bowl and put it into the woman's mouth.

It didn't take long for the woman to wake up. Maybe it's just an ordinary wind chill, but the home environment is not good, there is no charcoal fire in winter, no folding fan in summer, and it is busy every day, and there is something wrong with the body.

At this time, I took the medicine and fell asleep for a few minutes.

And the woman awoke in haste as if in a dream. The body was still a little paralyzed, and she looked for her child as soon as possible, muttering in her mouth: "Fang Fang, Fang Fang." ”

The little boy hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words in his mother's ear.

The mother let the little boy help her up, and went into the house weakly, rummaging through the cabinets for a while, and finding the only half-jar of tea left in the house.

She used the hot water she had boiled before and filled two cups in a small white bowl.

Let the boy kneel in the house first, and the woman taught: "We are poor, we can't steal, we can't rob, it doesn't matter if you're poor, you still study, our family still has a head, if we become thieves and break the law, we will lose our dignity." ”

"Kneel first. ”

Fang Fang was very well-behaved, and immediately knelt in the hall, silent and did not speak.

Like a lamb.

The woman holds two white porcelain bowls and places them on a mottled yellow table.

"Thank you, benefactor. ”

The woman bowed.

Chu Tiannan looked at it, and the woman's face turned pale and weak. But the figure is very healthy, the clothes are plain, the buttocks are upturned, the chest is undulating a lot, the hands are in the corners of the clothes, and there are some calluses in the past.

A pair of hands that can only be had by needlework all year round.

Chu Tiannan looked at the two bowls of "tea" on the table, this may be the only luxury in their entire family. He picked up the white bowl and took a big sip, "Sister-in-law, where did the child's father go?" ”

"Why don't you two stay there? ”

The woman only explained at this time, and Chu Tiannan listened to it and understood it.

The child's father was also in the village in the early years, and later recruited soldiers, so he followed, but he didn't follow the wealth, and his life was set on the battlefield in the north.

Chu Tiannan's body seemed to have an electric current striking it, "Didn't the pension come down?"

The woman opened her mouth and told the story that the pension was twice as low as that of others, and the local magistrate said that her man was a deserter and did not die on the battlefield, and that it was a blessing to give them a pension.

She is a weak woman, what can she do.

Watching people take money from men, or pensions, repair houses, and buy new clothes.

The woman took the money to pay the child's tuition, and stayed up all night doing needlework to provide for the child's schooling, and she did not complain, nor did she dare to complain.

only knows that giving the child out is the only way out, and what else can she do as a woman.

I didn't expect to faint one night, but fortunately it was just a cold.

Chu Tiannan felt a pang in his heart.

And so it was......

There's a fart deserter in the North!

For so many years, there have been deserters in the north, but none of them did not die on the battlefield, even if they fled, they died at the hands of their own family members on the battlefield, died on the enemy's cold arrows, and died on the back and were slashed a few times.

Pensionable?

As long as they go to the battlefield, they are all the same, the northern border recruits soldiers from the surrounding rural neighbors, why can anyone be willing to participate in it, relying on the propaganda everywhere that the northern border is defending the country for China and the safety and survival of the people in the Central Plains.

Send someone to inquire casually, no one in the north believes in this set, and no one eats this set.

The north does not treat the people badly, let alone the life.

Dead, is sacrifice, are all heroes, as long as they do not betray the country and collaborate with the enemy, as long as they die on the battlefield, the north will leave a name for everyone to commemorate and erect a monument for everyone.

A large sum of money is paid to everyone, and a pension is sent out every year.

But the woman said that in the past few years, she has received a pension, because of what?

Chu Tiannan didn't know, but there must be a part of this.

It was impossible for him to carry out the orders he sent out door to door, but Chu Tiannan originally thought that the northern border was monolithic.

But today, he saw a different side than before.

Someone pushed the door open.

"Yo, Sister Wang's house is a guest? It's still two, clean up, I found you a good job, Liu Ping in the south of the city knows no, let you go to his house to spin threads, and take a few female workers. ”

"I'm willing to give you 4,000 yuan a month, Sister Wang, your son's tuition is there!"

"Hurry up and pack up, and go over with my brother for people to see. ”

Chu Tiannan only knew at this time that this woman's surname was Wang.

Good surname.