Chapter Ninety-Five, Medals, Glory
"You're really interesting, young man. Old lady Feng Yanying chuckled.
"If you grab money that you shouldn't get, you can be considered a small punishment. Li Yu said confidently, without the slightest guilt after fooling people, and wanted to ask for 100 more, why.
It is impossible to give more, it is impossible to give more in this life, and only by fooling people can we maintain the appearance of life.
"Anyway, you're curious about this..."
"Yes, yes, as soon as he comes, he can take us away, it's amazing, it's all at once, I remember the way from my house to here, I had to walk for a long time, it would take a few days to get there..."
Feng Yanying, like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, was full of curiosity everywhere, looking at the car from time to time, and from time to time at the renovated buildings and asphalt roads around here, wanting to touch them, but as a soul body, she couldn't touch these things.
"That thing is called Didi Taxi, and we can call a vehicle with our mobile phone..."
"Brother, take a ride? Is the car like this? It's called a car, I've heard my son say it before, it's amazing. Feng Yanying looked at the cars parked on the road and said, "These cars are different from the cars I have seen, and the road is wider than before... It's only been a few years, and I don't know anything. ”
Li Yu: "......"
Li Yu faintly guessed something bad, and frowned: "I take the liberty of asking, how many years were you born..."
"Ahh I... Yes. Feng Yanying smiled: "I don't know, I don't have much cultural knowledge." ”
"Then you know, the rulers of the time... That is, who is the emperor. ”
"Then I know. Feng Yanying said: "At the beginning, it was the Great Qing Dynasty, and later it became Manchukuo here, and I still remember that the emperor was..."
Li Yu fell into silence, just watching Feng Yanying chatter to herself.
I got something wrong before.
Li Yu subconsciously thought that Feng Yanying was a person from this era, or a person from the last century, but he didn't expect to cross the difference so far.
Mrs. Feng Yanying is not a person of this era, but a person born in that war-torn era.
"What's wrong with you, let's go home, we want to go home..."Feng Yanying looked a little impatient, eager to go home.
The way home is more like an obsession, even if the vicissitudes of life and the changes of time, you can still rely on some kind of connection to find its existence.
"Let's go back to Tarzan Yin to rest first, your spirit body is a little unstable. ”
The old lady Feng Yanying was very obedient and returned to Taishan Yinli.
Li Yu walked into the neighborhood in Feng Yanying's memory.
It is a poor town, but because of poverty, it still retains the style of the last century, and it has not changed much.
Since it was already five o'clock in the morning, the people in the neighborhood also got up early, intending to start their day's work.
Li Yu followed Feng Yanying's memory and walked into the block.
And the people in the neighborhood saw Li Yu an unfamiliar Taoist priest come in, and they all looked at it curiously, of course, it was limited to the younger ones, and the older ones looked at Li Yu's expressions a little vigilantly, Li Yu casually found an old man who looked quite old, but was in good spirits, but the old man's eyes were very vicious, and he looked as gloomy as a vulture, which was very unpleasant.
"Hello, I'm here to find someone..."The biggest difference between a small town and a city is that everyone looks down and doesn't look up, and everyone knows each other.
"Who are you looking for?" the old man looked puzzled.
"Come to Feng Yanying's relatives. ”
Bang Bang –
The firewood in the old man's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at Li Yu with a vigilant expression: "You... How do you know the name... Are you pretending to be her family..."
"I just want Ms. Feng Yanying to return to her hometown... So, can you let me know where Ms. Feng Yanying's descendants are now... As long as it is a descendant, it will be fine. Li Yu did not ask for Feng Yanying's grandchildren.
The old man shook his head with a face.
"I don't know. ”
With that, the old man made a gesture and left.
You don't know who believes this posture, Li Yu was speechless, and said again.
"I'm from Fangsheng Town, if you really know, I hope you can tell me..."
The old man hesitated this time, and the expression on his face seemed to be struggling with something.
Finally, he said.
"Hmph, then you can come with me..."
...
The old man is very strong, he carries a bamboo basket and a firewood knife to walk the mountain road without the slightest breath, and he is wearing a single coat to keep out the cold, Li Yu feels that if it is his current physique, he also needs to wear an extra piece of clothing to resist the cold.
Through the sweaty single clothes, Li Yu could faintly see that the scars and wounds on the old man's body, there were countless small wounds, and there was even a scar across it, which was only a few centimeters away from the vital point.
Name: Wu Chang
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Note: A scar is a medal, and a medal is a glory.
"Aren't you afraid, I'll bring you to this barren mountain and wilderness, but birds don't here, and no one will save you if you shout and cut your throat. Wu Chang suddenly turned to look at Li Yu and said, "It is said that the poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, and the people outside have no good impression of our poor town." ”
Wu Chang's words are more like a joke, but also like reality, this small county town may be a little too poor from an economic point of view, and while the people are simple, there are more people with bad intentions and those who want to take evil paths.
Li Yu smiled indifferently.
"A scar is a medal, and a medal is glory... There are as many scars on your body as there are honors, so why should I be afraid of a person with honor engraved on you?"
Wu Chang said after a moment of silence.
"It's very rare, when I moved to this town, everyone was afraid of me, what can I do if I was born with this look... Actually, I don't want to come here, who said that my hometown has long been destroyed, and my family has died in the chaos, so I can only follow my best friends, take them home to see, and settle here by the way, and watch over my hometown with them. ”
On the barren mountain, a small grave, three residual incense, and a pot of soju.
Two tombstones, with a small white cloth hanging from the branches...
The tomb of Yan Ying, an infantry of the 655th Regiment.
The tomb of the infantry of the 655th Regiment Yan Hai.
Wu Chang squatted down, opened the lid of the soju, and spilled the mellow liquor on the tombstone.
"The day before they died, the father and son were still thinking that they would go home to see their grandmother and mother, and they were still praying that the flames of war would not burn here, and they joined the army on the same day and died on the same day. ”
Wu Chang wiped his eyes, and knocked on Fang Hai's tombstone and said.
"This guy was still a virgin before he died, and he didn't have any heirs or anything..."