Liu Handong asked the driver of the Audi car to stop, got out of the car, and hesitated to step forward, the familiar old man was his grandfather, but it was not the original lieutenant colonel rank transferred to the local area, the second half of his life was depressed, relying on planting flowers and grass to pass the time of the kind old man Liu Xiaoyong, the person in front of him is the strong backbone of the republic, the pillar of the army, the famous general Liu Xiaoyong.

"Dongdong is here, come and sit." Liu Xiaoyong stopped boxing and walked to the seat under the parasol, the orderly who had been waiting under the porch immediately came over with a tray, Lao Chengtou took his own cigarette pouch and pot, Liu Xiaoyong took out a cigarette with a filter that accounted for two-thirds of the length from the white cigarette case, the orderly helped them light it, and then stood next to it and waited for the dispatch.

Liu Handong walked over, pulled a chair and sat down, a little apprehensive.

"Xiao Li, it's okay." Liu Xiao said bravely, the orderly soldiers quietly retreated, today the sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the gardener in the distance is pruning the branches of the trees, and the peaceful and quiet scene makes Liu Handong feel like he is in a dream.

"Grandpa, you ......" Liu Handong didn't know where to start.

"Just ask." The old man was very indifferent.

"Grandpa, you changed history and changed fate, why didn't you keep my dad." Liu Handong's eyes were red, his father's sacrifice brought great psychological trauma to him in his childhood, and he couldn't understand that since history has changed, the fate of others has also changed, why his father still sacrificed.

"People's lives are sometimes predestined, and no matter how powerful a person is, he can't control the lives of others." Liu Xiaoyong was gloomy, "Kaihua is a good soldier, and his personality is too strong, I didn't want him to enlist in the army, but he forced him to die, I made the mistake of empiricism, thinking that as long as I was in the army, I could control the situation, at least I could avoid sacrifice by not letting him participate in that battle, in fact, I also did this, Kaihua did a very good job on the Laoshan front, and he was uninjured in more than a dozen battles large and small, but when he was resting in the rear, a soldier wiped his gun and ......"

Liu Handong was speechless, so he could only smoke hard.

Lao Chengtou persuaded beside him: "Be content, kid, people can't fight the sky, they can't fight their lives, some people's lives are destined by God, Chen Dashuai is such a wise and martial person, your grandfather is so bitter to persuade him to go abroad as soon as possible, in the end, it is not to be criticized, and he is not still running to Hong Kong at the same age, alas, this is all fate." ”

Liu Handong nodded: "I understand." ”

Liu Xiaoyong said: "What do you understand? ”

Liu Handong said: "General Chen Zikun, like his grandfather, really wants to change this country, and the great man of this nation is not a villain who lives for his own selfish interests. ”

Lao Chengtou nodded: "It's still this Handong who is more sensible, people have to suffer a little more, and they can see through it with more experience." ”

Liu Handong was taken aback, his grandfather's words were inexplicable, who is this comparing himself with? Could it be Liu Handong in this time and space? Another self with a completely different upbringing?

Liu Xiaoyong continued to talk about others: "Your Uncle He is a good soldier, and he is a good person, your mother followed him, and he didn't suffer, you have to go to Beijing to see him, by the way, you go back to the original army to go through the transfer procedures." ”

Liu Handong said: "Which is my original unit?" Is it still the Fourteenth Army? ”

Liu Xiaoyong said: "Your old unit is the 14th Army, and now the special forces under the General Staff are not interesting, you can follow Yan Zhi in the future." ”

The old man shouted, "Xiao Li." ”

The orderly came over: "Chief." ”

"Take Handong back to his room."

Liu Handong got up, stood up and saluted, and followed the orderlies into the small building, a bedroom on the second floor belonged to him, the walls were full of photo frames, and the photos recorded his tampered life, he did not go to a local university, did not become a car soldier, did not drive a black car, mixed society, and bloody world, but graduated from high school and entered the army academy, and then was assigned to the best troops, and it has been smooth sailing until today.

There are military uniforms hanging in the wardrobe, all kinds of regular dresses are used as training uniforms, the epaulettes are the rank of lieutenant colonel, and the box of military merit medals is placed in the drawer, Liu Handong has been awarded three third-class merits, two second-class merits, and countless other commemorative medals and foreign military badges, and suddenly he saw a small mirror frame on the bookshelf, two men and a woman leaning on the railing of the ship and taking a group photo, respectively Zheng Jiayi, Luo Han and himself.

The people you meet in this life are always the people who were entangled with you in your previous life, Liu Handong thought of Ma Ling, Shu Fan, Huanxi, and friends on Iron Slag Street, like a world away......

……

Ma Fengfeng has worked in the Central Dispatch Department for so many years, and he still has some ability, he started with his grandfather Ma Yunqing, and finally found a clue.

Ma Yunqing once served as the main leader of Jiangdong Province in the 60s, but the relevant archives could not find this name at all, and finally found Ma Yunqing's name in an old cadre publication, Ma Fengfeng's heart suddenly cooled half, his grandfather's position when he retired was only the director of the county water conservancy bureau, a section-level cadre.

The deputy national level has become the main department level, this gap is too big, Ma Fengfeng came out of the archive in despair, thought about it and thought about it, or decided to go home to have a look.

The Ma family is registered in Beihe County, a poor county next to Jinjiang City, Ma Fengfeng doesn't even have the money to take a long-distance bus, fortunately, he has been trained as an agent, and he picks the door and doesn't lock it to avoid monitoring or something, but he doesn't start with ordinary houses and shops, but he doesn't have a conscience, because it is easy to have an accident, Ma Fengfeng swaggered into the tax bureau building, took advantage of the lunch break to pry two offices in a row, and harvested more than 100,000 yuan in cash, two soft China, countless shopping cards, and there is a coil to go home, and there is no need to worry about someone reporting the case.

Ma Fengfeng first bought himself a tablet computer and mobile phone that can access the Internet, took a taxi back to his hometown in Beihe, and found his specific address through the Internet along the way.

A middle-aged policeman in uniform walked over with a bicycle, looked at Ma Fengfeng with hateful eyes, and then looked at the taxi with Omi license plate, shook his head and left.

Ma Fengfeng replied with fierce eyes, paid the fare, went upstairs, came to the door of his house, knocked on the door, the door was empty, and it opened as soon as he pushed it, and the strong smell of the human body not bathing all year round in the house permeated the house, almost smoking him.

Father Ma Jingsheng was half-lying on the bed, watching "Yanhuang Chunqiu", scolding while watching, the unique Beijing accent of the mellow and proud courtyard disciples became the dialect of Beihe County, Ma Fengfeng couldn't understand it, but his father's miserable situation made his eyes moist, and shouted: "Dad~"

When the old man saw that his son was back, he picked up the small teapot on the bedside table and threw it over: "Brute, you still know to come back." ”

Ma Fengfeng dodged to avoid the attack of the teapot, he couldn't guess the reason for his father's anger, but he knew very well that most of the contradictions in this poor family came from economic embarrassment, so he quickly took out a bundle of banknotes from his bag and presented it, and sure enough, the old man immediately died down and muttered: "It's still a little conscience for your dog's day, go buy some rice and come back, your old man has been hungry for two days." ”

Ma Fengfeng looked at the furnishings at home, and came from the bottom of his heart, the chest of drawers and wardrobes were all products of the eighties, the ceiling fans on the ceiling were full of dust, the kitchen boards were moldy, the kitchen knives were rusty, the rice jar could run mice, and there were a lot of empty wine bottles, piled up half of the balcony.

"Dad, you smoke a cigarette." Ma Fengfeng dismantled the soft China and lit a cigarette for Ma Jingsheng, the old man looked at the trademark on the cigarette roll, and scolded: "Loser, what are you doing with such a good cigarette, how good it is to keep it as a gift." ”

Ma Fengfeng went out to buy food, fried eight dishes in the restaurant and packed them home, and bought a bottle of liquor of about 100 yuan on the way.

Back at home, the middle-aged policeman he saw before was sitting in the house, with Chinese cigarettes, cash and shopping cards spread on the table, Ma Fengfeng noticed that something was wrong, turned around and left, the two assistant policemen had been waiting for him for a long time, but how could the assistant police of the county police station catch the senior scout of the Central Investigation Department, Ma Fengfeng put the lunch box on their faces, rushed into the house, jumped straight from the balcony on the third floor, landed on the roof of a Changhe van, and then turned over and jumped off, and ran away with a smoke.

Upstairs on the balcony, the middle-aged policeman came out and exclaimed, "Good girl, why is Ma Fengfeng so powerful." ”

The two assistant policemen were full of soup and embarrassed, and they also wondered why Ma Fengfeng, a perennial drug addict, was suddenly so violent, and his reaction speed could catch up with the special forces.

Just now, a public security activist reported that Ma Fengfeng brought back a lot of money from unknown sources, and the film police brought people over, and they wanted to bring people back for interrogation, but they didn't expect to see this scene.

Ma Fengfeng knew that Beihe County couldn't stay anymore, and he didn't want to continue to stay in this hopeless place, he didn't belong here at all, and he was also the son of the paralyzed patient on the bed, he was the director of the Central Dispatch Department, his father was Minister Ma, and his grandfather was a deputy state-level leader, not the Ma Yunqing who died early as a section-level cadre!

On the national highway, a Passat was galloping, Ma Fengfeng stole the car and returned to Omi, he had never suffered such a big setback, but he did not intend to give up, since fate can change, then it must be changed back.

……

At the Jinjiang high-speed rail train station, Liu Handong stood at the exit of the station, with mixed feelings, just now he called Ma Ling on the train, and the owner of this number turned out to be really Ma Ling, but Ma Ling didn't know him, thinking that he was a hooligan who called and harassed the girl indiscriminately, and hung up without saying a word.

The sad Liu Handong got into a taxi, the vehicle was driving unhurriedly, and suddenly a bus came from behind at a gallop, the moment of overtaking, Liu Handong raised his eyes and saw the heroic female driver, and at a glance, the bus went away, leaving only the back of Route 520.

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