Qin Long and their team, composed of Liujiapo mountain people, is probably the first team to walk on the mountain road of the old company commander, and they really feel the convenience brought by this mountain road.

Without this path, there are only two options for the cliffs of the mountain in front of you, which are dozens of feet high, either spend a few more hours taking a detour or risk your life to climb this daunting cliff.

But with this mountain path carved out little by little along the cliff wall, you can walk to the other side of this cliff in just over half an hour.

This stretch of road is like a belt, cutting off this formidable cliff.

The old company commander carefully left a fence more than one foot wide and one meter high on this side of the mountain road against the cliff, and every time he walked a distance, the old company commander even carefully dug a drainage outlet on the fence, so that the rainwater entering the channel and the mountain spring that seeped in could be discharged to the bottom of the cliff along the drainage outlet.

Walking on this mountain road, which is only more than a meter wide, there is no need to worry about falling under the cliff.

However, this section of the mountain road, which is only two or three hundred meters long, is no different from digging a tunnel on the cliff, and the difficulty of excavation is several times higher than that of directly opening the road and adding guardrails, but it is safer.

The old company commander was thinking about a hundred-year plan and future generations, but what he exhausted was his own life!!

The mountain people sandwiched Qin Long and the old company commander in the middle, and walked silently on this mountain road.

Qin Long saw more than once that some mountain people had to squat down to pick up one or two small stones that fell down from the mountain road and throw them to the cliff outside the fence, despite the heavy things on their backs.

It's a silent respect, a respect for those who came before us.

Walking on this mountain road, which was densely covered with steel drill marks, Qin Long could imagine how the old company commander carved out this mountain road day and night, and could even hear the monotonous but uninterrupted music played by the steel drill, the iron hammer, and the rock ensemble in his ears.

In the depths of Qin Long's soul, something was touched by the dense steel brazing marks on the mountain road in front of him.

Two teardrops rolled down from Qin Long's eyes and dripped on the urn that Qin Long was holding tightly.

Uncle Da Zhuang silently picked up a small pebble from under his feet and threw it outside the fence, just in time to see Qin Long crying.

Uncle Zhuang sighed softly and shouted at the people in front and behind: "Let's stop for a while, eat something, and let the old company commander rest on this road for a while." ”

A mountain man who was about the same age as Uncle Da Zhuang put down a few LCD TVs on his back, sat silently on the mountain road, took out a dry tobacco bag from his waist and lit a pot of cigarettes, and smoked it, a big hand full of calluses that was very similar to the old face gently stroked the steel brazing seals densely arranged one by one beside him, and it took a long time to spit out a deeply touching sentence: "This road, reluctant to go." ”

Brush, Qin Long's tears burst out of his eyes, he never knew that he still had such rich tear ducts.

When he was a child, no matter how his father beat him, he just howled and never shed tears!!

But today, he cried a lot for a road!!

Qin Long carefully put the urn of the old company commander on the mountain road, slowly opened the black cloth wrapped in the urn, and said in a trembling voice to the urn: "Old company commander, let's come back, you can take a look at this road again." ”

Facing this delicate white marble urn, Qin Long was so annoyed that he even wanted to slap himself.

Why didn't I think of taking a picture of the old company commander at that time? With a photo, he could keep the old company commander's eyes, and he would be able to see this mountain road with his own eyes.

Uncle Da Zhuang sighed softly, took out a cloth bag from his arms, took out a fist-sized piece of braised pork from it and put it in front of the old company commander's urn, and picked up another slightly smaller one and handed it to Qin Long: "Eat something, let's rest for a while, I miscalculated, there is this road, we will definitely be able to reach Lijiagou before dark, and we will not be busy on the road." ”

Qin Long looked at Uncle Da Zhuang with a glimmer of hope and asked, "Uncle Da Zhuang, do you know who has a photo of the old company commander? I want to find a photo of the old company commander to help him put it on the urn." ”

Uncle Da Zhuang pondered for a moment and shook his head with a wry smile: "Liu Jiapo doesn't, I'll ask when I get back, maybe someone in these ten miles and eight villages will have a photo of the old company commander." Let's eat first, after eating, let's go to Lijiagou first, maybe we can find photos from the old company commander's house. ”

Qin Long nodded silently, stretched out his hand to block the piece of meat handed over by Uncle Da Zhuang, pointed to the two potatoes in his cloth bag and said, "Uncle Da Zhuang, I want to eat a potato." ”

Uncle Zhuang smiled and handed Qin Long a potato, and then handed the piece of meat to Qin Long: "Just eat the meat, it's fragrant." ”

Qin Long smiled bitterly and refused: "That's it." ”

Seeing Qin Long's resolute attitude, Uncle Da Zhuang hummed and carefully wrapped the piece of meat and stuffed it back into his arms, it seemed that he was reluctant to eat it and was going to take it back to the child to eat.

Uncle Zhuang took another potato and said to the old company commander's urn: "The old company commander has eaten." ”

After all, Uncle Da Zhuang had already taken a big bite of the potato, and it was still so natural, just like the old company commander was still alive and sitting next to them.

Qin Long couldn't help but think of the famous poem by the famous poet Zang Kejia that he had learned when he was in school, and some people:

Some people live,

He's dead;

Some people died,

He's alive

Some people,

Riding on the heads of the people: "Oh, how great I am!"

Some people,

He bent down and served as cattle and horses for the people

Some people,

carve the name into the stone, want to be "immortal";

Some people,

I would rather be weeds and wait for the fire to burn underground

Some people,

If he lives, no one else can live;

Some people,

He lives for the better life of the majority

Riding on the heads of the people,

The people threw him down;

He who is a cow and a horse for the people,

He will always be remembered by the people!

He who carved his name into stone,

Names rot earlier than corpses;

As long as the spring breeze blows to the place,

Everywhere there are green weeds

He who lives others cannot live,

His fate can be seen;

He lives for the better life of the many,

The crowd lifted him high, very high

Qin Long really didn't expect that he would be able to think of this poem so completely now, he thought that these things he learned when he was in school had already been returned to the teacher, but until this moment he knew that there were things that had already been deeply imprinted in his mind, but they had not been triggered.

And this old company commander who has only had brief contact with him is not the same person who 'some people are dead, but he is still alive'?