Wang Gensheng was very frightened, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been afraid to call the police as soon as possible, but the first thing the old man thought about was to save people.

While busy boiling hot water and cleaning up the house, he helped clean up the blood stains on the wounded.

He had never seen such a sturdy man, not far behind his ploughing ox.

I have never seen such a seriously injured person, with small holes bleeding everywhere on his body, especially the empty eyes, which are mixed with red and white meridians, which is terrifying to see.

In the next few days, the tower man went out early and returned late every day, and he was responsible for guarding the wounded.

Every time the tower man came back, he brought some strange herbs that he couldn't name.

When he returned, he began to stir some herbs into water and pour them into water, and some of them were boiled into black paste and applied to him.

Under the careful care of the tower man and him, the man got better day by day, and he was already able to drink a large bowl of porridge.

The old man had to sigh that it was good to be young, and he was so seriously injured that he could get better so quickly. Naturally, he wouldn't know that no matter how young he was, a different person would have died hundreds of times.

After a few days, the old man knew that the tower-like man was called Huang Jiujin, and the person in the bed was his friend, because he was seriously injured in the fight and it was inconvenient to stay in the hospital, so he sent him to the countryside for treatment.

Although the old man is an old peasant, he is not stupid, and he also fought with the people in the village when he was young.

But he didn't say anything, and he wasn't afraid, because he saw the simple side of rural people from this tower man, which people who didn't grow up in the countryside couldn't pretend.

Of course, more importantly, as a left-behind old man living alone in the countryside, he has been lonely for too long.

He needs someone to talk to, even if he's not sure if it's a good person or a bad person.

There are not many such old people in the countryside, but there are definitely a lot of them.

When he was okay at night, he pulled Huang Jiujin to talk about some old things, of course, the most talked about was how cute and smart his grandson was, and he would definitely be admitted to a prestigious university in the future, and his words were full of doting and missing.

At first, he was a little scrupled, after all, today's young people pride themselves on being well-informed and knowledgeable, and they no longer like to listen to outdated clichés.

But after contact, he found that this young man was different, no matter how long he said it or how boring it was, he always listened with a smile on his face.

And it is very serious, unperfunctory listening.

In the past, his son and daughter-in-law always said that he was unorganized, unnutritious, and didn't listen to a lot of words. So much so that he didn't talk much later. Now that he had found confidence, he suddenly felt that his son and daughter-in-law were not right, and the young man in front of him was happy to listen to him.

Wang Gensheng rolled several rolls of leaf cigarettes in a row, and the moon also rose to the sky, so he said a little embarrassedly: "When people are old, they like to nag and delay your sleep."

Huang Jiujin shook his head, "Uncle Wang, I really like to listen to you."

Wang Gensheng smiled contentedly, and then sighed again, "If only my children could have half your patience."

Huang Jiujin said lightly: "There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, they are born in the blessing and do not know the blessing."

Wang Gensheng smiled, "Don't make my old man happy."

"Really, sooner or later they will understand". Huang Jiujin said seriously.

Wang Gensheng shook his cigarette stick, "Maybe."

But when they understand, the grass on my grave doesn't know how deep it should grow."

"Uncle Wang, don't plant so much land, take care of your body, you can wait until that day."

Wang Gensheng grinned, his face full of pride. "My grandson is in high school now, he studies very well, I heard my son and daughter-in-law say that if I can be admitted to 211 and 985 universities, I have to save some money for Jin'er, and give him a big red envelope when the time comes."

Huang Jiujin was very happy for the old man, but he didn't know why, he just couldn't be happy, so he had to reluctantly squeeze out a smile.

"Uncle Wang, if you are less tired and live a few more years, it is the biggest red envelope for your grandson."

Wang Gensheng waved his hand, "It's not a truth, let me tell you, there is an old man Li in our village, who is about the same age as me, the year before last, his grandson was admitted to the university to hold a college banquet, and his grandson invited him several times and didn't go, do you know why."

"Why?" Huang Jiujin asked subconsciously.

"Because he doesn't have the money to give his grandson a red envelope."

Huang Jiujin sighed, quite surprised. "It's the first time I've heard of anything like this."

Wang Gensheng sighed, "Old man Li fell ill because of this matter, and he went in less than a year." As he spoke, he pointed to the dark hillside in the distance, "It's buried there." When he died, his children were working outside the home, and his grandson was going to college in another place, so I wiped his eyes. ”

"Hey, I don't blink my eyes when I die, when I die, I'm still talking about my inability, I'm sorry for my grandson."

Huang Jiujin frowned slightly, looked into the distance, and only saw a black patch, but he couldn't see the grave.

"Why bother, his grandson shouldn't mind that red envelope."

"Yes, his grandson is a sensible good boy, this year's Qingming Festival also made a special trip from school to go to the grave, before he didn't know why his grandfather didn't want to go to his school banquet, this year when he came back to the grave just happened, I told him. The boy immediately burst into tears, ran to the grave and wept."

Huang Jiujin sighed, and a wave of sadness surged inexplicably in his heart.

"So, you young people can't understand it, and you'll understand it when you have grandchildren."

Wang Gensheng shook the cigarette stick, shook off the cigarette residue in the cigarette stick, got up and said, "I have to go to bed too, and I have to get up early tomorrow to harvest beans."

"I'll help you tomorrow". Huang Jiujin raised his head and said.

Wang Gensheng shook his head, "You better take good care of your friends." As he spoke, he walked towards the inner room with his hands behind his back, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Huang Jiujin.

"What kind of university is 211, 985"?

Huang Jiujin grinned and said, "The best university in Huaxia."

Wang Gensheng laughed, took a brisk step, hummed a cheerful tune, and the whole person looked dozens of years younger.

Looking at the old man's back, although Wang Gensheng's figure is much thinner than his grandfather, he looks as majestic and tall as his grandfather. He suddenly felt that an old man like Wang Gensheng was a real hero, just like his grandfather, a real hero.

Huang Jiujin sat in the courtyard, looking at the moon in the sky, and unconsciously thought of Mazui Village, at that time Grandpa was still there, Grandpa Lu was also there, as well as Daoyi, Shanmin, Xiao Nizi, that world is very small, but it is enough to contain the happiness of the world, and now the world is very big, but it can't contain the peace of the family.

"I can talk to an old man in the countryside like this, I haven't seen you talk so much before."

Wu Zheng, who was covered in bandages, walked into the courtyard and sat down

The place where Wu Gensheng sat just now.

Huang Jiujin didn't retract his gaze, still staring blankly at the moon in the sky.

"If it weren't for this old man in the countryside, you would have died."

"You are exactly the same as before, no matter how much merit you make, no matter how many lives you have saved, you always look calm, as if it is none of your business."

"I save people, and I never need the gratitude of others." Huang Jiujin retracted his gaze and glanced at Wu Zheng. "The breath is steady, the momentum is steady, you are recovering faster than I expected."

"Why save me"?

Huang Jiujin turned his head, half-lying on the bench, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not answer.

Wu Zheng chuckled and asked, "Is it because I am your brother, or is it because I am alive and beneficial to Lu Shanmin"?

"Does it make sense to say this now"?

"Isn't it meaningful?" Wu Zheng asked rhetorically.

"Your life is your own, and the path is your own choice, I don't want to judge your choice."

"I just don't understand how different I am from Lu Shanmin. He is for revenge, I am also for revenge, why is he on the side of justice, why am I on the side of evil. Is it because of my background that I was born to be spurned?"

Huang Jiujin opened his eyes, looked at Wu Zheng, and said, "I have never spurned your background. You can't choose your origin, but you can't live in life. If your origins are a mistake, there are countless opportunities in your life to change that mistake."

"Isn't what I'm doing now trying to change that mistake?" Wu Zheng said confidently.

Huang Jiujin didn't say anything more, he never said anything big, what he believed in the most was what his grandfather said, and there was no need to say it with his mouth if he could explain the truth clearly with his fists.

But sometimes, for example, now, it seems that it can't be solved perfectly, whether with the mouth or with the fist.

"I just hope we don't get to the point when you live or die."

The momentum in the courtyard gradually rose, converging at one point in the sky, and suddenly pressed on Huang Jiujin's body.

"From the first day I met you, I made you my idol and my goal. I don't feel worse than others again, whether it's the Wu family or you"!

The muscles of Huang Jiujin's whole body suddenly tightened, and his momentum rose in an instant when he was triggered, competing with the coercion above his head. Wu Zheng's coercion, although it didn't pose much of a threat to him, was much more condensed than before.

"You're still so competitive."

Wu Zheng reined in his momentum, and the bandage was slightly red. "The martial arts road is rugged, indomitable, indisputable, how can you fight for the independent head overlooking the place where the ants stand."

Huang Jiujin shook his head and asked, "Wu Zheng, do you have anything you want to protect?"

Wu Zheng laughed, the blood reflected the bandage, "Heaven and earth are unkind, all things are used as dogs, I protect others, who will protect me"!

Huang Jiujin said lightly: "Maybe one day, when you have someone to protect, you will understand that fighting with heaven and earth is not to win half of heaven and earth, but to stand up to the sky and protect your most precious things."

PS: Regarding the fact that the old man didn't go to the grandson's college banquet because he didn't have a wallet red envelope, it wasn't that I deliberately wanted to count the words. Because this happened to me, and it has always been a regret in my heart. When I learned the reason why my grandmother didn't come to my college entrance banquet, I still remember it vividly and couldn't describe it. I would like to take this opportunity to write it here to express my guilt towards my grandmother.