He Pet didn't have any displeasure because of Bai Meng's tardiness, he politely asked Bai Meng to get into the car and drove to the old man's yard in the suburbs.

Bai Meng was a little surprised that the old man lived so far away, He Chong smiled bitterly, and explained that his grandfather couldn't look down on some things about his father's residence, but he couldn't stop it, so he simply lived in the countryside, out of sight and out of mind.

Bai Meng couldn't help but be interested, He Chong saw that the long road was boring, so he told Bai Meng some things about his grandfather back then, and casually let Bai Meng have a bottom about his condition.

His grandfather, He Shangu, was born in an old Beiyang bureaucratic family, and the family was the standard bully landlord, big businessman, and comprador in the propaganda.

It's a pity that a collateral boy is not qualified to inherit the family business, but thanks to the family's financial resources, this old man has received a strict Western-style education since he was a child, and has mastered three foreign languages: Japanese, German, and English.

Because of the fear of land reform and the fear of communism, most of the people in the family fled with the softness. As a non-stellar sideliner, no one was going to take him with him. In February 49, the Red regime peacefully entered the imperial capital.

He didn't want to participate, but then he would have no money to get, and in order to survive, he had to join the Red Regime, do its old job, build bridges and pave roads.

In 50 years, when the news of the bombing of Dandong by the United States came, he was very excited. He was stimulated by the sense of national pride that had haunted the hearts of the old literati for hundreds of years. He hoped that the nascent red regime would be able to defend the dignity of the motherland and the nation. But I was skeptical. Finally, the news of the Volunteer Army's entry into the Korean War came. Without hesitation, he signed up for the North Korean Iron Army. He wants to use his own technology to defend the dignity of the motherland and the nation.

In November 50, he went to North Korea as he wished. Go and guard the Cheongcheon River Railway Bridge until the end of the war.

The old man's first wound was at the Qingchuan River Railway Bridge. At that time, only the piers of the Qingchuan River Railway Bridge remained, standing alone in the middle of the river. To repair the bridge, it is necessary to start by repairing the piers. The vegetation on the banks of the river had been swept away by the bombing, and the piers had no cover at all. If enemy planes come to bomb, it will be impossible to cover the people above, the river bank, and the boats. It can only be bombed casually. Although the air defense forces are trying, this is still not guaranteed.

At that time, the head of the regiment set an iron rule: party members went to the bridge piers, Komsomol members got on the ship to transport materials, and others relayed on the shore. And all battalions are required to implement 100% without discount. So, in less than 48 hours, the instructors of each company were full of applications to join the party and join the regiment, including the old man.

Not for power, not for official positions, for a position closer to death.

As the treasure of the whole regiment, the old man was protected by the fighters of the 1st squad. The regiment commander told him that he could only direct emergency repairs in the air-raid shelter at the regiment headquarters and was absolutely not allowed to leave the air-raid shelter. However, without on-the-spot observation and guidance of emergency repairs, the progress is too slow. Again and again, the old man disobeyed orders and got closer and closer to the riverbank. But the bomb kept an eye on him and didn't fall near it. So he took orders less and less, and got more and more forward.

Until one day, a plane strafed him. The warriors who protected him desperately crushed him under him. The fighter lost 6, he was punched 3 holes in the arm.

The blood-stained garment was still under the old man's pillow, and he didn't allow anyone to touch it.

The repair work continued, and the methods of dealing with the bombing of enemy planes were gradually devoured, and the progress of the emergency repair was getting faster and faster. However, the sanitary conditions on the front line are too poor, and the old man's wound infection has started a fever, but the repair project is in the most critical stage, only one step away from the opening of traffic, and the old man continues to direct the repair on the river beach every day with illness. The political commissar asked the old man to go on a stretcher to command, but the old man did not listen, he was a very proud person, and he did not want to look so weak in front of others. So, the price of stubbornness is to faint several times.

It is estimated that the root of the disease fell there, He Pet paused here, saw Bai Meng nodded, and continued to speak.

Returning from North Korea, he became the most loyal and fanatical believer of the Red Regime. After the war, he presided over the design and construction of 3 railways and dozens of bridges. Subsequently, he went to Vietnam to guard the Du May railway bridge. Then he returned to China to preside over the training work. Until retirement.

After the reform and opening up, those relatives who fled abroad 49 years ago returned to China to visit their relatives. Everyone got together to catch up on the old days, drunk until they were half drunk, the eldest son of that generation, He Pet should call the old man of the grandfather, and asked He Shangu semi-provocatively: Staying in the country for decades, born and dying twice, and finally having no money and no name, do you regret it?

He smiled and asked, "What have you done in this life?" Money, fame, and power? I don't have any. However, I have spent my life building railways for China. Regardless of doctrine, regardless of faith, they are all in the service of our nation and country, aren't they? I have a second chance in my life to defend the dignity of my homeland. Regardless of doctrine or faith, we are all Chinese.

Then there is the cold, the embarrassment.

This was the last meeting in the lives of the lieutenant general and the general of the red regime on the other side of the Taiwan Strait.

"How's it going, do you have faith to heal?" He Pet lit a cigarette, maybe he talked too much, and his voice was a little hoarse.

After Bai Meng listened, he was a little silent, and it took a long time to react, and he said flatly: "I have some ideas, but I have accumulated old and injured people, of course, I haven't dealt with them well, so I'll wait until I see the old man." ”

He glanced at He Chong, he didn't expect this hip-hop young master to have such a background, although the old man in his mouth has no money, reputation and power, but the general is unimaginable in the eyes of ordinary people.

Although not every general was illustrious, and perhaps nothing compared to the eldest son of his generation, he was at least admired by Bai Meng.

Whether he is a hero or not, he is a hero who stands up at that time. Although Bai Meng is young, he also has a lot of enthusiasm, and he can't deal with such an old man sloppily.

There was nothing to say all the way, until they arrived at a small courtyard with two entrances, He Pet knocked on the door and led Bai Meng up.

Bai Meng saw the elegant mahogany furniture inside, planted with beautiful flowers and plants, swimming and playing, and he was a little stunned when he was just immersed in the revolutionary story.

When He Pet saw him, he laughed, patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "Do you think it's the kind of old Red Army in the movie?" Living in isolation, building a thatched house, picking dung and growing vegetables by yourself? ”

Bai Meng nodded subconsciously, he really imagined the image of such an old man.

"My grandfather was born in a wide range of years, although he is a side branch, he can enjoy more than me." He Pet shook his head, and a nanny led them into the study.

"Sit down." He Shangu stood at the door to greet Bai Meng, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hand and shake Bai Meng.

Bai Meng took the opportunity to observe the old man, only to see that he was not tall, he had a kind of rigor in his skills, and his spirit was strong, but after all, he was already nearly ninety people, his face was wrinkled, his legs were a little inconvenient when he turned around, he was rubbing on the ground, and his left arm hung unnaturally on the side of his body, as if it was not his own.

Seeing this situation, Bai Meng already had a rough idea of his condition, combined with what He Pet said, the old man had suffered on his arm and had injuries on his waist.

There was a row of sofas in the room, where He Chong and Bai Meng were sitting, and He Shangu was sitting on the Taishi chair opposite.

Although he had a couch at his waist, he was upright, and he did not lean on the back of the chair like an ordinary old man. He looked at the people in the room without squinting, and did not speak first, but there was a feeling of seeing through people's hearts, which made He Pet twist his body a little uneasily.

Bai Meng didn't seem to feel it, he was still in that calm state, he didn't talk nonsense, and said politely to He Shangu: "Old man He, sit down, I'll show you your arms and waist." ”

He Shangu's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "The young man is good, Xiaolan, Shangxiang tea." ”

He is full of energy, and the loudness that does not match his style and appearance is estimated to be the volume practiced in the battlefield.

"Yes, sir." The middle-aged nanny who brought them in went out.

He Pet found that something was missing in the house, and it turned out that the tea was not served! He Shangu is a little stereotypical, whether the hospitality is poor or rich, it is handled meticulously, this is not even tea, and some rely on the old to consider the meaning of Baimeng.

He Pet secretly gave Bai Meng a thumbs up, and when he saw that the middle-aged nanny had returned, he said loudly: "Aunt Lan, I'll help you put it." ”

Bai Meng knew that this was a test, and looked at the tea set and a few plates of preserved dim sum and fruits that were quickly placed on the table, and even knew that this was prepared early in the morning.

He Shangu, a person of this age, has not seen any strong winds and waves, although he is recommended by his grandson, but after all, he is young, and there is a trace of distrust in his heart.

If Bai Meng said at that time: I will show you the arm. It is estimated that not only will I not be able to drink tea now, but I will be sent out of the courtyard by the old man.

But Bai Meng saw at a glance that the old man's illness was not only in his arms, but also in his waist, which he didn't even know about He Pet, otherwise he would have told Bai Meng in the car.

Bai Meng saw at a glance that he was qualified to let the old man serve tea, and he didn't even think of He Pet at this hand, so he was slightly surprised.

I can't help but think of Su Shi's couplet, please sit down, please sit down, tea on tea and fragrant tea, this capable person can get the respect of others, since ancient times, this truth has not changed.

"You relax, I'll check it for me first, and then it's not too late to drink tea." Bai Meng smiled, He Shangu would not trust himself, but he had expected that his youth was an advantage in other aspects, and he was only not convincing enough when treating people.

He Shangu glanced at Bai Meng, sat upright and leaned on the back of the chair, slowly relaxing the joints.

Bai Meng pulled up He Shan's left hand hanging by his side, starting from the end of his fingers and gently twisting and slowly pushing upward, fingers, palms, wrists, elbows, shoulders, and his hands gently swiped to the spine, pushing his shoulders outward, and everyone only heard a series of crisp clicks, which were actually from the shoulders all the way to the little fingers, and every joint was hit.

"Grandpa, are you comfortable?" He Pet noticed He Shangu's eyebrows jump, and let out a sigh of relief.

He Shangu closed his eyes as if sensing something, and did not answer He Chong.

Bai Meng said: "You try to make a fist." ”

He Shan's stiffened hand flicked as a chicken claw, and the green tendons suddenly burst out, forming a steel fist!

"Can I move my arm?" He looked at his hands and couldn't believe it.