"Grandpa Yang, the procedures for re-application are also true, there is no fraud, how can there be trouble?" is another question that puzzles me very much.

"Little guy, it was a very special period in the country - the period of the 10-year Great Revolution, and the results of the 'anti-rebellion movement' in the anti-Japanese base areas of that year are similar, in the process of persecuting a large number of outstanding comrades to death, Comrade Shao Qi and Comrade Xiaoping of the Central Committee were wronged, and the result was really painful for the relatives and happy for the enemy, not to mention our people......"

I still remember that I was convicted of "cheating and stealing the fruits of the victory to resist US aggression and aid Korea", and I was locked up and criticized for a long time, hehe...... It was a really painful memory......

When I was imprisoned, I thought countless times, and many of my victorious comrades-in-arms must not have imagined that the iron-blooded man who faced the rain of bullets in the Korean War and did not frown in the face of life and death would die on the homeland he once longed for, and was persecuted by "comrades" under the banner of "Great Revolution"!

It wasn't until I was rehabilitated and released that I learned that the few comrades-in-arms who assisted me in opening the certification materials were implicated by me because of this incident, and two of them were even tortured to death and died of depression!

"Hey...... I hurt them......" Grandpa Yang shook his head helplessly, sighed, and burst into tears again.

Maybe some people will regret it, why didn't they die on the battlefield?

Fight on the battlefield, no regrets in life and death!

Although he does not have the idea of making a name for himself and attracting the attention of all people, he has the determination to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions and glorify his ancestors! Even if he throws away his head, spills his blood, and sacrifices his life, it will be called a glorious sacrifice!

However, during the "Great Revolution," such a crime of being wronged and persecuted was a disgraced and unjustly condemned ghost, and he could not even be regarded as cannon fodder! How can we talk about martyrs? How can we talk about immortality?

What is even more unacceptable is that those who claim to be standing on the political and moral high ground are actually some people who do not know what a battlefield is, what a soldier is, what a soldier is, and what a military soul is!

"It's okay if you don't mention it, it's okay if you don't mention it......" Grandpa Yang waved his hand, and seemed to have no desire to say any more.

I didn't ask any more questions, because I found that my questions always reminded Grandpa Yang of the sad past of those years.

The air in the house has been silent for an unknown amount of time, and occasionally some "ticking" sounds come into my ears.

The rain stopped.

The sun's brilliance spilled in through the cracks in the windows, the sky was exceptionally blue, the houses, tiles, and roads baptized by the rain were incomparably shining.

I opened the door and walked out, opened my arms, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the beauty and silence of that moment between heaven and earth.

"Let's go, little one, take you to the village committee and let the village chief broadcast it on the loudspeaker to find your family. Grandpa Yang walked out first, and walked forward with staggering steps, regardless of whether I responded or not.

I hurriedly followed, and after chatting with Grandpa Yang so much, I had no extra defenses against him, a veteran full of legendary stories, on the contrary, it was full of infinite respect!

"Grandpa Yang, wait for me!"

......

I don't know how many turns I made, I don't know how many alleys I crossed, Grandpa Yang walked unhurriedly, I followed closely behind me, I trotted all the way, and I always felt a little unable to keep up with the pace of this old man......

Finally came to a fence gate, Grandpa Yang walked in, went straight into the room with "Village Chief's Room" written on the door, and said to an old man who was about his age, with a dark face and a hat: "Village Chief, this little guy is lost, you use your loudspeaker to broadcast to the radio and find his family!"

"Okay, Lao Yang, you old fellow has come to do good deeds again! If you don't do good deeds for a few days, you will be a little embarrassed, right? Hehe!" the village chief laughed and joked.

"Okay, okay, the children are crying in a hurry, and the parents must be burning their eyebrows, so don't joke here, hurry up and shout a few words with a loudspeaker!" Grandpa Yang seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the village chief's performance, and pretended to be annoyed.

"Okay, your old Yang is a good old man in the village, okay!" said the village chief, finding a key, walked to the window, opened a white cabinet with the lid open, and asked me, "What is your name, young man?"

"Liu Xidun. I replied obediently.

The village chief nodded, put his hand into the cabinet, seemed to turn on a switch, and yelled into the cabinet, "Hey, hey, hey!"

After speaking, he patted something inside with his hand, and continued to roar: "Liu Xidun's parents, Liu Xidun's parents, your children are lost, now the village committee, after hearing it, hurry to the village committee to get people, and after hearing it, hurry to the village committee to get people......"

The village chief shouted like this three times in a row before turning off the loudspeaker.

I stood on tiptoe curiously and was about to see the "true face of Lushan" of the big speaker in the cabinet, but the village chief said with a smile while closing the cabinet door: "Young man, your heart is very big, you can't find your family and get lost, not only are you not in a hurry at all, but you are also so curious about this big speaker, you little guy is very interesting!"

I scratched my head embarrassedly: "Hehe, isn't this blind worship and infinite trust in Grandpa Yang!"

"Haha, yes, yes, young man, you can talk!" said the village chief, patting me on the shoulder.

Grandpa Yang couldn't help but laugh when he looked at me.

The village chief then said, "Liu, Xidun, huh?"

"Hmm!" I nodded heavily.

"This time you are lucky, you met your grandfather Yang, your grandfather Yang is a good person in the village! If you meet a bad person, the consequences will be unimaginable!" the village chief said to me very seriously.

"Yes! I understand!" I nodded again.

"Okay, okay, village chief, don't scare the children! Why are you making the atmosphere so tense!" Grandpa Yang said with a smile: "Let's go, little guy, I'll take you to wait outside the village committee, maybe your family will come to pick you up in a while!"

"Let's go!" Grandpa Yang said without replying, but I knew that he was greeting the village chief.

Just as our grandfather and grandson stepped out of the gate of the village committee, a figure riding a bicycle suddenly appeared in the distance.

The man seemed to see me too, and rushed up to me excitedly.

"Second aunt!" I yelled.

Seeing that the second aunt had not stopped, she quickly jumped off the bicycle and let the bicycle fall to the ground with a "duang" sound under the action of inertia.

"Where have you been?" The second aunt grabbed my arms tightly with both hands, looked back and forth, and found that I was "unscathed", but she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise, your father would have scolded us to death!"

At this time, I noticed that my second aunt's hair and clothes were all soaked, and I guess she came out to look for me when it was raining! So I asked, "Second aunt, how did you find me? Did you hear the radio?"

"I haven't heard any broadcasts, since I couldn't find you, your dad went to my house and started going crazy, swearing, forcing our whole family to brave the heavy rain to come out to find you, and now your grandma is still scolding at home!" The second aunt shook her head helplessly and said: "Your dad looks like he is going to eat people! None of us dare to stay at home, otherwise, I really feel that he can kill our whole family!"

"Second aunt, it was Grandpa Yang who saved me, I took shelter from the rain at his house when it rained, he told me about his experience of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, as well as the love story of Grandma Hetian, and just brought me to the village committee to find you with a loudspeaker!" I hurriedly said to my second aunt.

After listening to me, the second aunt immediately bowed formally to Grandpa Yang and said, "Thank you, uncle, thank you, thank you so much!"

As he spoke, he began to grope all over his body, and after taking out all the pockets and trousers on his body, he finally took out about a few dozen yuan and stuffed it into Grandpa Yang's hand, and thanked him again: "Thank you so much, I am the second aunt of Dunzi, prepare when I come out, that's all, you can buy a pack of cigarettes or something!"

Grandpa Yang didn't stubbornly resist the second aunt again and again, so he took it a little embarrassed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, next time you as parents just take care of the child, don't be so careless, forget the child at the bus stop." ”

"Alas, alas!" the second aunt nodded yes again and again, and then said to me, "Let's go!"

When I heard that I was going to say goodbye to Grandpa Yang, tears suddenly gushed out of my eyes, and I ran to Grandpa Yang's side with all my strength, hugged him vigorously, and said with a choked cry: "Grandpa Yang, thank you! I am really reluctant to leave you!"

At this moment, I suddenly found that this old man had left such a deep impression on me in just a few hours, and he had thoroughly infected me with his own experience and story, and made me thoroughly understand the noble qualities of soldiers, and their attitude towards love, as well as their moral character in dealing with people, I didn't want to leave! I didn't want to leave! I couldn't bear to leave!

Grandpa Yang also patted me gently on the back and said, "Child, Grandpa Yang also wants to thank you, a few hours with you, let Grandpa relive the past and beauty of his life, although some sentimental sadness, some lonely sadness, but these are the best memories in Grandpa's heart!"

Listening to Grandpa Yang's words, I was even more reluctant, hugging him tightly, as if he and I had some kind of blood connection.

"Grandpa Yang, I'll miss you!"

"I'll miss you too!" Grandpa Yang held back tears and continued: "Next time, I have to recognize the way, I can't get lost again!"

"Grandpa Yang, I know, I know, you also have to take care of your health, I will come back to see your ......"

Sitting on the bicycle, watching Grandpa Yang's figure get farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, until he disappeared from my sight, I knew that he was the first destined noble person I met in my life!