Hermes-Epitek Supermarket, near the entrance and exit of the east side of the town, has a small signboard and LED lights that say the word supermarket.

There was an old god car Wuling Hongguang parked at the door, which should be used for purchase at ordinary times, Yu Zhiqian and Li Yang of the Cultural Bureau confirmed it and walked into the supermarket.

In a small supermarket, with three rows of small shelves, an old-fashioned-looking old man sits behind the counter, picking garlic while watching TV, and an old anti-Japanese drama is playing on the TV.

Hearing someone coming in, he slowly raised his head, looked at it, and then continued to stare at the TV series, a pair of old hands, still slowly cleaning up the garlic.

"Old man, is this Chen Hanmin's home?"

"Chen Hanmin?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and shook his head a little puzzled, but the name felt very familiar.

"Old man, Chen Hanmin, Chen Hanmin, do you know?"

"Chen Hanmin!" After the old man muttered a few words in a low voice, as if he remembered something, he suddenly became a little excited: "Are you looking for my father?" My father died a long time ago, and the little devil died when he entered China. ”

"I know!" After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he took out a photo, which was taken by Yu Zhiqian before, specially printed in black and white, and pointed to one of them: "Old man, are you sure this is your father?" ”

The old man picked up a reading glass, looked at it for a while, and shook his head: "I can't remember clearly, I haven't seen him when I was a child, I only saw photos, who are you?" ”

"Old man, I am from the Anyuan District Cultural Bureau, this is Yu Zhiqian, he is here to find Chen Hanmin's family and send relics!"

"Ah, where are you?"

The old man's ears were a little bad, and after communicating for a long time, he made it clear what happened, and the old man stood up tremblingly: "Wait a minute, I will let my son carry my mother off!" ”

Soon, a middle-aged man rushed back from outside and looked at his father: "What's the matter with Dad?" ”

"In this way, I am from the Anyuan District Cultural Bureau, and this Comrade Yu Zhiqian is here to find the descendants of Mr. Chen Hanmin!" After a brief introduction, the middle-aged man nodded and looked at his father: "Dad, who is Chen Hanmin?" ”

"Your grandfather's name is Chen Hanmin, he died when he fought devils, you go and carry your grandma off, your grandma should remember what your grandfather looks like!"

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man named Chen Jun came to the front of the supermarket from behind with a gray-haired and wrinkled old man on his back, and after putting the chair away, Yu Zhiqian and the others walked over.

"Hello grandma, do you know the person in the photo?"

The old man's teeth had fallen out, and after seeing Chen Hanmin in the photo, tears fell, and he gently stroked the person in the photo with his hand and muttered: "You have no conscience!" You have no conscience! ”

"Grandma, do you know you?"

"Yes, this is my husband!" The old woman said softly, tremblingly took out a wooden box wrapped in red cloth, tremblingly opened the wooden box, and then carefully took out a yellowed photo, and gently stroked it: "This is Hermes-Epitek." ”

A wedding photo, a popular costume in the Republic of China, Chen Hanmin is wearing a Mao suit, and the old lady is wearing a cheongsam with no visible color. The two of them sat together, beaming with happiness.

"I'll take a look!" Yu Zhiqian carefully took the photo, looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was Chen Hanmin, he slowly put it back in the old lady's hand: "Old lady, that's right, it's Chen Hanmin, he has some things that he wants to mail back to you, but he may remember to mail it out in the future, and he has already sacrificed, and I also got this by chance, and there is a letter!" ”

After finishing speaking, she carefully took out the things and put them in the hands of the old lady, who opened the oilcloth paper tremblingly and took out the contents of the paper: "This bracelet! ”

The old lady picked it up carefully, and then rubbed it gently, as if she remembered something: "He said in his letter before that he wanted to put it on for me with his own hands, hey! ”

The old man's speech is quite clear, and he can say very clearly when he recalls the past, Yu Zhiqian listens to the old man talk about the past, as if he can see the previous picture.

"There's also a letter here, Jun, read to Grandma!"

The middle-aged man named Chen Jun carefully opened the envelope, but after taking a look at the contents, he was a little embarrassed: "Grandma, I don't know the words on it!" ”

"Didn't you go to college?"

"It's traditional Chinese characters on it!"

"I'll do it!"

Yu Zhiqian stretched out his hand and signaled to give the letter to himself.

"I love Xiuzhi,

Seeing the letter like face, it has been three months away from home, always missing, but the military affairs are entangled, can not meet, the country raises soldiers for a thousand days, with soldiers for a while, on this eventful autumn, the husband is still responsible, I am a soldier, how can I retreat.

In the near future, our department will be transferred, and the previous address will not be used, if the reply letter is forwarded to the military headquarters of the 74th Army.

The old mother, young children and young daughters all rely on their wives alone, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are in a dilemma, and hope that the wife will bear with them, if you are unfortunately martyred and die on the battlefield, it is extremely glorious, and you can choose someone else to marry.

……”

The letter was very long, about five or six hundred words, and after Yu Zhiqian read it, not only the grandmother, but even the people from the Cultural Bureau beside him felt moved and wiped their eyes.

"You have no conscience, you have no conscience!" The old grandmother kept muttering a sentence in her mouth, until she finally said that she was tired, and slowly fell asleep, still muttering to herself.

"Thank you!" After Chen Jun sent his grandmother back to the house, he grabbed Yu Zhiqian's hand and didn't let go.

"As it should be!"

"You spent a lot of money on these things, didn't you? How much is our family out! ”

"No, no, no, it should be, just return it to its original owner!" Yu Zhiqian hurriedly waved his hand, although it was decades late to deliver the letter and things, he finally fulfilled his promise, and did not disappoint Chen Hanmin, nor did he disappoint the old lady who had been waiting for decades.

When Yu Zhiqian returned to Pingxiang, his heart was still unable to calm down for a long time, there were too many singing and crying things in that era, and he only experienced a small part of them, but he was deeply shocked.

After being busy with everything, Yu Zhiqian did not continue to stay in Jiangxi, but booked a ticket home, and he came out of the New Year until now, as if he hadn't seen his mother for a while, although when he was at home, he was nagged by her every day, but now, Yu Zhiqian couldn't help thinking about her.

ps: Deal with something, I'm sorry to be late for the third update!

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