Zhou Wen walked around the hillside.

The hillside is covered with dense bushes and bamboo forests, but the old man has carved out a place near the water source to grow all kinds of vegetables.

I didn't come back for more than ten days, and grass had grown in the vegetable patch.

Zhou Wen looked at it, and then returned the same way.

When passing through the dog pen, the big wolf dog who had just poked his head out and was about to bark saw that it was Zhou Wen, and he was so frightened that he immediately retracted again.

A few old men and ladies who came to visit Li Yunlan are still there.

Because Li Yunlan suffered from Alzheimer's disease before, and she was suffering from cancer, everyone thought that she would die in the hospital when she went to Jinling, but she didn't expect that she didn't die, and the dementia was cured, so they all surrounded her and asked her non-stop at this time.

The old lady had been advised by Zhou Wen, so she didn't talk nonsense, just said that she was cured in the hospital.

Here, the old man is washing rice in the hut and cooking lunch.

Zhou Wen saw it and hurriedly went up to help.

"Old man, you rest, leave it to me here......"

Without waiting for the old man to refuse, Zhou Wen snatched the rice cooker in his hand, put the water on the rice cooker.

Then he took out the vegetables, mushrooms, and pork ribs he bought on the road from the plastic bag, and quickly burned the vegetables.

One of his hands has been blessed by the system, and he also drew a high-level cooking skill in the last lottery, so whether it is cutting vegetables or cooking vegetables, it is definitely a master-level level.

Li Zhongyun was worried that Zhou Wen, a big doctor, would not be able to cook at first, but when he saw his posture of chopping vegetables, he immediately knew that he was worried in vain.

So he went outside to the firewood pile and came back with a bundle of broken wood and began to burn the fire......

Zhou Wen has a lot of things, hospitals, companies, research institutes, a lot of things.

There are still seven or eight system tasks for him to complete.

However, he was not in a hurry at all.

The people of the world are panicking, and all they want is a few taels of broken silver.

But he is not short of those few taels of silver now, so he acts more calmly and calmly.

After eating, I walked around the neighborhood, and then chatted with the person in charge of the decoration company in the town about how to pick up the old man's house again.

At night, Zhou Wen stayed at the old man's house.

The old lady went to bed early.

The old man returned home, and brought his wife back alive, in a good mood, and had a few drinks with Zhou Wen.

After a few cups of high Moutai, the old man finally couldn't hold back and told Zhou Wen about those eventful years.

"It was the spring of 1950, and I was 18 years old......"

The old man is old, he speaks very slowly, and his memory is still a little vague, some times, places, and people are not so clear, but what happened has not been forgotten at all.

With the old man's speech, Zhou Wen seemed to have returned to the war-torn years.

During this period, the old man also mentioned his grandfather Zhou Kun.

According to the old man, his grandfather once had a trench with the old man Li Zhongyun and fought side by side, but later he was wounded on the battlefield and retired from the army, and since then he has lost contact.

With the strength of the wine, the old man got up and went to the bottom of the table to rummage things.

"Sit, old man, tell me where I am, I'll look for ......"

Under the guidance of the old man, Zhou Wen took out a jar of pickles sealed with thick mud from under the table, which was covered with cobwebs and brown dust.

The old man wiped away the cobwebs and dust from the pickle jar with a rag, then pulled the upturned rope to untie it, and unwrapped the mud seal with the plastic sheet.

Pulled out a stack of commemorative medals, a certificate of honor wrapped in clear plastic wrap, and even a copper bowl for eating and a faded white enamel jar.

The others were fine, but one of the dark gray silver military medals engraved with Chao-Xianwen surprised Zhou Wen.

As far as he knows, only those who have been awarded the first-class meritorious service or three major meritorious services of the Volunteer Army, or those who have been awarded two great meritorious services in one battle, will be awarded the military merit medal.

When Li Zhongyun saw the medal, his dark face showed a proud look, and he took it and slowly spoke.

"It was the winter of 1950, and I remember it was very cold......

While listening to the old man tell the history of blood and fire, Zhou Wen looked at the various commemorative medals on the table, as well as those glorious certificates.

When the old man was almost finished, Zhou Wen asked: "Old man, ask you something, why didn't my grandfather mention the matter of his last dynasty-Xian battlefield? And you too, if I hadn't asked you before, I'm afraid you wouldn't have admitted it." ”

When the old man heard this, a sad look appeared on his face.

Zhou Wen poured him half a glass of wine.

The old man took it and poured the wine into his mouth, sighed deeply and said, "Do you know what a battlefield is?

I tell you, the battlefield ...... It's not as exciting as it is on TV.

When you go to the battlefield, you will know that being cut by a knife is to death!

Understand the truth that if I don't kill you, you will kill me, which is soaked in blood on the battlefield.

When the bomb explodes on the side, when the comrade around him is shot through the head, when the bayonet begins, a soldier will not remember why he participated in the war.

At that time, justice, truth, and the state were all ...... It's all on one side, and the biggest motivation to support them in fighting is to kill each other and go home alive, and to avenge their dead comrades!"

After the old man said this, he couldn't help but gasp a few times.

With trembling hands, he picked up the cigarette case on the table.

Zhou Wen hurriedly picked up the lighter and helped the old man light it.

"Also, there is a more brutal death than being hacked to death with a knife and killed by a bullet......

Because it was fighting in a foreign country, logistical supply was very difficult at first, and our 38th Army was precisely the first landing force......

We have to fight not only the enemy, but also hunger, and many of our commanders and fighters are not killed in battle, but are starved to death......"

Speaking of this, the old man didn't want to recall, and said sadly: "Compared with war, peace is the greatest happiness!"

"You're right!"

Zhou Wen thought so, and at the same time understood why his grandfather and old man were reluctant to mention his war past.

In his opinion, this is an extremely honorable thing, but in the eyes of the old man, perhaps this is the last thing they want to talk about.

Otherwise, there would be no after-effects of war and battlefield syndrome.

What's more, the little soldiers who survived the anti-M aid C, which one was not nine deaths back then?

A dinner was eaten for more than three hours.

It didn't end until ten o'clock.

……

"Oh oh oh ~ ~~"

When the sound of roosters crowed in his ears, Zhou Wen slowly opened his eyes, and in his ignorance, he thought that he was in Jiangdu's hometown.

But when I saw the roof covered with cobwebs, I remembered that I was now in Yongyang, Hui Province.

When I woke up, breakfast, fritters, and buns were already on the table in the hall.

Zhou Wenleng remembered for a moment that Wang Wu must have bought it.

When I got out of the house, I saw that the old man was pushing the old lady for a walk on the cement road in front of me.

Zhou Wen came to the simple kitchen, where there were toothbrushes, toothpaste, and towels on the small square table next to the stove.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he came to the car and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Wang Wu, who was sitting in the car, said: "We have all eaten. ”

"So early?"

Zhou Wen said a word, and went back to the house for breakfast.

After breakfast, the old couple also happened to come back.

Zhou Wen told the old man about repairing the house, and the old man hurriedly said that he didn't need it.

But seeing that he had been insisting, the old man Li Zhongyun didn't say anything, anyway, the favor was already owed, and if nothing else, he couldn't afford to pay it back in this life, so he went with Zhou Wen.

While chatting, Zhou Wen suddenly thought of something, "By the way, old man, why didn't you receive a pension? According to your situation and Yongyang's local policy, at least 5,000 yuan a month." ”

Zhou Wen can understand the reluctance to mention the past of the battlefield, but he doesn't even have the money for treatment, and he doesn't want to ask for a pension, so he can't understand this.

This is money in exchange for life.

The old man sighed and said, "A few years ago, I went to the county WZB and the Civil Affairs Bureau to ask, but it turned out that they couldn't find my file...... I asked a few times and there was no news, and then I was gone. ”

Zhou Wen was shocked, "What, there is such a thing......"