On the road, a jeep with a military license plate drove quickly and then came to Weijia Town.

Originally, it normally took about six or seven hours to get here from the provincial military hospital, but this time it only took five hours, which was still considering that Wang Kang was injured, and some sections of the road were not good, so the speed must be reduced to reduce the cause of vehicle vibration, otherwise it is likely to be able to arrive in four hours.

After passing through Weijia Town, the jeep drove into a small road and then arrived at Shetian Village, where three minutes later the jeep slowly stopped outside a courtyard.

Before the car could be completely stopped, the door on the right side of the back seat was opened, and Wang Kang looked at the road outside the car, some strange traces, as well as some white paper that seemed to be torn in the grass on both sides of the road, and the debris left after the firecrackers burned. Wang Kang's breathing became slightly short, and he grabbed the iron green in his right hand that grabbed the car door.

Wang Kang rushed out of the car abruptly, and then rushed towards the familiar courtyard, rushed through the courtyard gate, and rushed to the gate in the middle of the old house.

Wang Kang's body froze suddenly, and he stared blankly at the right side of the hall, next to the portrait of his father, there was a new photo frame.

In the frame is a woman in her forties, at that time the woman's hair was not white, still full of green silk, her eyes were also bright, not white, with a smile on her face, even though she knew that the black and white photos taken at that time were to prepare for the future, but she still smiled so brightly.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar face, Wang Kang seemed to feel that his heartbeat stopped beating at that moment, and his right hand grabbed the corner of the wall next to him, trying not to let himself fall, but on the threshold, there was a constant sound of rain dripping.

Tick, tick, tick.......

Sensing the sound of footsteps in the yard, a figure walked out of the side room next to him, and when he saw Wang Kang, he was stunned, but in the end he slowly came to Wang Kang's side and stood quietly.

Time, as if frozen in that moment.

Wang Kang stood outside the gate, his right hand clutching the masonry in the corner of the wall, tears streaming down his face, like rain dripping, but the whole person did not make any sound.

Behind him, Zhang Kun stood quietly, his head slightly bowed, and his face gloomy.

After I don't know how long, Wang Kang slowly turned his head, at this time, his eyes were like angry rubies, and the bloodshot stained the entire whites of his eyes red, as if he was about to cry blood.

Wang Kang looked at Zhang Kun behind him, and said in a low voice: "That's what you told me, help me take care of my mother." ”

"Ah......" Wang Kang's face instantly turned angry, and he roared violently, and the huge sound even made the hair on Zhang Kun's forehead blow down.

Zhang Kun lowered his head, his face gloomy, but he never had anything to say.

Wang Kang trembled slightly, his face became redder and redder, and then he swung his right fist violently and hit Zhang Kun on the cheek.

This punch seemed to gather all the strength of Wang Kang, and under the heavy blow of the punch, Zhang Kun didn't even stumble at all, and the whole person was directly beaten to the ground, and his head hit the dirt floor, but it made a hard and tense sound.

knocked down Zhang Kun with one punch, but the anger in Wang Kang's body did not dissipate because of this punch, this punch was more like a guide and a fuse, completely detonating the anger in Wang Kang's body.

Wang Kang was like a bloodthirsty beast, his whole body slammed into Zhang Kun's back, like Wu Song beating a tiger, sitting on Zhang Kun's chest, and then his fists were like raindrops, constantly hitting Zhang Kun's face.

After more than a dozen punches, Zhang Kun's nose and face were swollen, one was red, the other was blue, the tip of his nose was scratched, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and it was obvious that Zhang Kun's gums in his mouth were bleeding.

However, from beginning to end, Zhang Kun did not make any sound, and in the face of Wang Kang's anger, Zhang Kun did not dodge, just bearing Wang Kang's anger in front of the human flesh sandbag.

After more than a dozen punches, Wang Kang seemed to burst out all the only strength in his body, the wound on the front and back of his chest was torn again, and the clothes he had just changed were dyed red again.

The tears in Wang Kang's tear glands seemed to have dried up, leaving only countless dry tear stains hanging on his face.

Wang Kang finally stopped, his face was expressionless, his eyes were blank, he glanced at Zhang Kun lightly, then got up, slowly crossed the threshold, came to the right side of the hall, in front of the two photo frames, and knelt down silently.

Looking up at the two picture frames on the wall, one new and one old, only three years apart, they were all familiar faces, but they were never seen again.

Wang Kang's face was blank, no sadness, no anger, no sadness, no ...... , nothing, just quietly watching, looking up, as if I want to see the world like this, forever, for a lifetime.

Outside the door, Zhang Kun slowly stood up, raised his hand, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Wang Kang who was kneeling on the ground, Zhang Kun walked over slowly.

After coming behind Wang Kang, Zhang Kun spit out three words in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"

But Wang Kang didn't move, and there was no response, as if Zhang Kun behind him didn't exist, and in his eyes, there were only the two black and white figures on the wall.

The room was silent, and after another two minutes, Zhang Kun took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket that he had carefully kept, and slowly stretched it out towards Wang Kang: "This is what the eldest mother left for you." ”

Wang Kang on the ground finally made a move, slowly turned his head, and looked at the paper in Zhang Kun's hand.

The paper is a very common kind of workbook paper, and there are green stripes printed on it, Wang Kang slowly took it, and then opened it little by little.

The words on the paper are written with a black oil-based pen, the handwriting is very messy, the size is different, and even the weight of the pen is different, a word on the edge of the paper, and nearly a third is written outside, only the remaining half of the paper remains, but before and after the combination, you can also guess what the word is.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, but my son can be a general. ”

Looking at the last words left by his mother in this world, Wang Kang was silent, slowly folded the paper carefully, and then turned his head again, looking at the photo frame on the wall, silent.

After handing over the paper, Zhang Kun waited for another two minutes, and after making sure that Wang Kang had nothing to say, Zhang Kun said in a low voice: "The grave of the eldest mother and the uncle are leaning together. ”

Wang Kang still knelt there silently, without any response.

Zhang Kun was silent for a while, the corners of his mouth moved, but in the end, he didn't say anything more, quietly looked at Wang Kang for the last time, and then carefully retreated, leaving the entire space to Wang Kang.

Pity...... There is no greater death of the heart, and the death of a person is also secondary.