Chapter 43: The Meaning of Life

On Saturday, there were more people in the gym at night, and when Wang Dong went in, he found that the two sandbags had been occupied, so he went to play with other equipment, but the attraction was not as big as the sandbags, and he went home after playing for a while.

When he got home, Wang Dong read the book, did exercises, took a shower and fell asleep.

The next time, Wang Dong went to the park to box, and after he came back, he read at home until it was time to make lunch. After eating, Wang Dong rested at home, then went to Uncle Zhou's house and made an appointment to collect insurance money this afternoon.

Knocking on the door of Uncle Zhou's house, Uncle Zhou answered and then opened the door, saw that it was Wang Dong, and immediately welcomed him inside, after this period of Wang Dong's massage, Uncle Zhou's chest tightness felt much better, and he was very grateful to Wang Dong, "Dadong, sit down first, the apples on the coffee table have been washed, take it and eat it directly, don't be polite." ”

"Okay, Uncle Zhou." Wang Dong answered, walked in, and saw an old man sitting on the sofa, aged **ten, it should be Uncle Zhou's father, Wang Dong greeted politely: "Old lady Zhou, okay." ”

The old lady Zhou, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't seem to hear Wang Dong's shout, and didn't react at all. Uncle Zhou, who closed the door, raised his voice and shouted, "Dad, Dadong greets you." ”

"Ah, Dadong." Old lady Zhou answered inarticulately.

"Yes, that's what I came here last time." Uncle Zhou emphasized the sound, and the old lady Zhou answered twice and stopped talking, Uncle Zhou explained with a smile: "The old man resisted when he was young, it was the Siye reconnaissance company, and later when the civil war broke out, the local fighter jets dropped bombs, and the eardrum was damaged, and now that he is older, his hearing is even worse." When I was a child, I often heard my father talk about their reconnaissance company, especially their company Zhang Xiangdong, who was definitely a big hero, but unfortunately died later. ”

Wang Dong couldn't help but be shocked when he heard that Mrs. Zhou was a soldier of the Four Fields, and when he heard the name Zhang Xiangdong, he was even more confused, Zhang Xiangdong, the commander of the Four Fields Reconnaissance Company, wasn't he himself? Old lady Zhou is a soldier under his own hands? I couldn't help but get excited, and asked a little abruptly: "Uncle Zhou, I don't know what Ling Zun's name is, I once heard a distant uncle of mine say that his grandfather is also from the Siye Reconnaissance Company, called Fang Shumin." ”

"Oh, what a coincidence, my father's name is Zhou Dashan, and he was only sixteen or seventeen years old when he joined the army." Uncle Zhou said with some emotion.

Zhou Dashan? Wang Dong's mind was running rapidly, and he tried his best to search for this name in the memory in the depths of his mind, Zhou Dashan, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man? Suddenly, Wang Dong, who was frowning, thought of something, and he had the impression that there was not such a young man joining their reconnaissance company!

Only three months later, Wang Dong was sent to the military medical department, but his impression of Zhou Dashan was deep. At that time, he was the youngest and bravest in the whole company, and his marksmanship was good. Unexpectedly, when he saw Zhou Dashan again in a blink of an eye, he was already an old man who was about to die.

Looking at the current situation of Zhou Dashan's life, Wang Dong's heart overturned the five-flavor bottle, and he was a little moved when he heard Uncle Zhou say that his father Zhou Dashan was a veteran of the four fields, and when he heard that he was still a soldier brought by himself, his heart was even more unpleasant, how could this be? Why are the veterans of the reconnaissance company living so poor now?

"Dadong, you sit, eat an apple, I'll go into the house and get the money." Uncle Zhou said something and entered the house. Wang Dong, who sat down, greeted Zhou Dashan, although the voice was very loud, but Zhou Dashan only answered Ah Ah twice, and his stuttering was very unclear.

Later, Uncle Zhou, who went into the room to withdraw money, walked out, took a few hundred yuan, handed it to Wang Dong, and said gratefully: "Dadong, it will be troublesome in the future." ”

"Uncle Zhou, what to say, this is what should be done." Wang Dong got up and took the money, and asked with concern: "Uncle Zhou, the old lady can't do it except for her ears, is her body okay?" ”

"Hey, my old father is also a hard life, he didn't suffer any serious injuries when he played the little book, and then in the Liberation War, he was shot twice, and some eggshell fragments have not been taken out until now, and it hurts badly in the cold weather." Uncle Zhou let out a long sigh.

Wang Dong was taken aback, "Old lady Zhou still has eggshell fragments in his body?" Now that medical skills are so developed, why don't you take them out? ”

"Hey, it's all useless for me, I can't afford the medical bills." Uncle Zhou said reproachfully, Wang Dong was gloomy, and asked unwillingly: "Uncle Zhou, don't you care about the political axe now?" ”

"It's still a little bit now, although my father has resisted the war, fought the liberation, and aided the DPRK, but the ancestral composition is not good, my grandfather is a landlord, and he was put on a high hat during ......the big movement," Uncle Zhou sighed, "But now it's better, the country's economy has developed, and the political axe pays a living allowance of 400 yuan a month, but this money is only barely enough for living expenses, and compared with the sky-high medical expenses, it is a drop in the bucket." ”

Wang Dong was indifferent, his heart was a little empty, he felt that what he should do for his old comrades-in-arms seemed to be a mission arranged by God, maybe it was really his own mission, otherwise why should he let himself be reborn as a dead person? Even if it is not an arrangement, Wang Dong is willing to take on such a mission.

I wish to have tens of millions of mansions, and the poor people in the world are happy!

In an instant, Wang Dong felt that the burden on his body had sunk a lot, and he understood the meaning of life, perhaps he was reborn not only for the sake of his separated family, but also for these old comrades-in-arms who lived below the poverty line. Wang Dong thinks that he is not a saint, but he also does not want to see his comrades-in-arms who have traveled with him through the sea of corpses and blood, and their lives are ruined. It stands to reason that whoever in the world is most qualified to enjoy the beautiful material life today is undoubtedly these revolutionary fighters who shed their blood with their heads!

After collecting Uncle Zhou's money, Wang Dong said goodbye and walked home with a very heavy heart, thinking about what to do repeatedly? How to make money, it is best to have a pension fund for revolutionary veterans in the city.

Scanning skills? It seems that it is not so easy to pick up leaks, and it has always been a small leak, and without a stable economic source, the road of picking up leaks will not work. Do you rely on your own salary? It seems that I haven't signed a single order this month, and my income is not guaranteed, what should I do?

That's right, medical skills! No, the Taoist master taught himself medical skills, but he told him not to use the medical skills he learned to collect money everywhere, not to use the medical skills he learned to help the master, and he also promised the master, do you want to break your promise?

Contradictions, Wang Dong is very contradictory, his heart is like numbness, the problem is in front of him, and there is really no way to solve it.

With a conflicted heart, Wang Dong returned home and stayed in his room all afternoon, not coming out until it was time to make dinner. In one afternoon, Wang Dong thought about a lot of things and sorted out a lot of things, and the final result was that there was still a long way to go in the idyllic life he longed for.

Originally, he planned to redeem Hetian Yu, recover the debt of 30,000 yuan, and make a small amount of money, and then he could go back to his hometown in his previous life to rent two acres of land, build a small building, and live an ideal life of making and resting. But seeing the affectionate Zhou Dashan today, Wang Dong couldn't lock himself in the life he was looking forward to, and he didn't see it.

Improve, be sure to improve! The world is peaceful because of them.

When dinner, Wang Dong couldn't help but think of Zhou Dashan and Mrs. Zhou, as well as Uncle Zhou, what did they eat for dinner?

Nostalgia, the former artillery fire seems to be in the ears, the former charge horn is still very loud, and the former comrades-in-arms, how are you?

While eating, the attentive Wang Xiaowei noticed that Wang Dong's mood was a little abnormal, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" How does it look not so happy? ”

"Is there one? I'm just thinking about some work and the stall we're about to open. Wang Dong diverted the topic. Wait, stalls? Yes, I can't change Zhou Dashan's life financially now, but I can change it in terms of food, become a small vendor by myself, and occasionally send him some delicious food to improve his diet!

"yes, I almost forgot that we were going to set up a stall." Wang Xiaowei looked excited and asked, "Brother, have you figured out how to get it?" ”

"Almost, the theme of our stall is nutritious and healthy eating, and the food is matched according to the physical condition of your school students." Wang Dong said very seriously.

Wang Xiaowei frowned, looked cute and cute, and said, "It seems that I don't understand a word, but I think it makes a lot of sense." After a pause, Wang Xiaowei asked puzzledly: "Brother, how do you know the physical condition of the students in our school?" Do you use a questionnaire to investigate? ”

"Don't bother, you'll know when the time comes." Wang Dong said with confidence, Wang Xiaowei didn't know that his brother Wang Dong not only made delicious food, but also had excellent medical skills.

After eating, Wang Dong went downstairs for a walk, and then went to the fitness club, as if he hadn't met Officer Chen, who was mighty and domineering in the past two days, maybe Officer Chen just went to the fitness club on a whim last time, which made Wang Dong breathe a sigh of relief, and felt that he should escape the fate of the human sandbag.

Came to the fitness club, there are not as many people in it today as yesterday, there is an empty sandbag, Wang Dong is very satisfied with this, he came to the fitness club for the sandbag, if every time he comes to the fitness club there is no sandbag, what is he doing in the fitness club? The best time to exercise is between two and five o'clock in the afternoon, when the exercise effect is the most obvious, but Wang Dong has developed the habit of coming to exercise at night because of work, and he is familiar with the members who often come at night, nodding friends.

At nine o'clock, the fitness club closed, and Wang Dong dragged his tired body out of the fitness club, ready to go home. However, as soon as he went out, he heard a roar of a large-displacement motorcycle, and a beautiful woman in a tight black T-shirt walked towards Wang Dong.

Seeing the other party, Wang Dong was stunned affectionately, and greeted unnaturally: "Hello Officer Chen." ”

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