Chapter 2 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
After a somewhat painful grunt, a gurgling sound came from the young man's throat, and then he began to cough violently. Then, he opened his eyes, leaned over the side of the bed and began to vomit in agony.
But alas, he seems to have not eaten for a long time, his stomach is empty, and he only vomits a little green juice in the end. This also made his mouth more and more bitter, and he couldn't help but shout: "Water...... Water ......"
The big wolf dog who had been lying next to him had already been awakened, looking at the owner's vomiting, but he didn't know what to do, heard his moaning, groaning, and immediately ran to the door, and barked loudly.
The servants who were busy heard the barking of the wolfdogs, and after a while they all ran over, and the fattest Kelly rushed to the front. She was worried, Jonas had been in a coma for three days, and most people were not optimistic that he would be able to wake up. Kelly didn't want to believe it, but she also knew that Jonas was unlucky.
During the three days that Jonas was in a coma, John had not eaten anything, and no one could do anything about it. Hearing John's scream, Kelly knew better than anyone that Jonas must have reacted.
As soon as she entered the house, Kelly smelled the sour smell of the vomit that Jonas had vomited, but she didn't dislike it in the slightest, and stepped forward to hold his head, removed the pillow that he had vomited on, and helped him wipe the vomit. While doing all this quickly, I cried happily. "Jonas, my Jonas, you have finally woken up."
However, Jonas did not come to his senses, and only shouted "water" intermittently...... Water ......"
Unfortunately, no one could understand him, and it was not until Hoffman rushed to hear the news that he said, "Go and pour a glass of water and add a little salt to it." ”
At this time, John, who had been hungry for three days, smelled the food in his rice bowl that had become a little sour, and began to eat it in large gulps.
Seeing this change, a smile appeared on everyone's faces. They knew that John was willing to eat, indicating that Jonas's dangerous period had passed.
Over the next few days, Jonas woke up longer and longer, and was able to eat a little liquid food in addition to water. But contrary to his gradual improvement, Jonas became more and more silent.
Many times, like a fool, he looked at the crowd around him, staring hard at his left hand. Everyone thinks that Jonas has been injured in the brain and may turn into a fool. Only Kelly insisted on not believing all this, and took care of Jonas as carefully as always, always telling him stories of the past in his ear when he was fine, hoping to recover his lost memories.
In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of Hu Die, and Hu Die was lifelike, self-proclaimed and suitable, but he didn't know Zhou Ye. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou? Zhou and Hu Die, there must be a difference. This is called materialization.
Zhou Nan only felt that he had a long dream, in which he had already experienced his whole life, until more than seventy years later, ending with his death.
But when his eyes opened, he was still him, still lying in his house in Arnhem, Netherlands, in 1943. Everything that happens in the dream seems to be just a dream.
But is it really a dream?
If it's a dream, why is it that everything you experienced in the dream still hurts you? If it was a dream, why did everything he learned in the dream remain in his head? If it was a dream, why did those people make themselves so concerned?
Perhaps, it was everything that happened to me in another time and space, maybe it was my own injury that made the two lives have an intersection point, and the two lives are no longer parallel.
Which paragraph is true? Which paragraph is false? Or is it all true? Or are they all fake?
Zhou Nan didn't know either.
To the void and keep quiet. All things work together, and I look at it. All things return to their roots. In the final analysis, it is said to be quiet, which means to return to life; Returning to life is said to be normal, and knowing is often said to be clear. I don't know what is usual, and I act in vain. Knowing the constant tolerance, tolerance is the public, the public is the whole, the whole is the sky, the sky is the way, the road is long, and the body is invincible.
Could it be that this is Dao Zun reminding himself? Zhou Nan believed this, without Daozun's reminder, would he be like in a dream, a lifetime of exile and misery?
That should be a certainty.
Zhou Nan has never figured out that he has never been harmless in his life, but he ended up like this in a dream, what kind of report is this?
He lost his mother in childhood, lost his father in his youth, and became a spy because he had been in Europe. Because he was forced to join the national army, he became an anti-rebel and mobilizer. It was difficult to marry a wife with a broken hand, and after less than 20 years as a Taoist priest, he was driven back to his hometown to farm. Then he was beaten again and again, criticized again and again, and it was not until he was sixty years old that his life was stable.
But who really cares about an old man in his sixties? But there is food to eat, and there is a bed to sleep in. If it weren't for the meritorious service of the box of Taoist scriptures he had saved, I am afraid that no one would remember him until he died.
He didn't know who was to blame for this, it seemed that he could only blame him for being born in the wrong era. The war has changed the fate of countless countries, not to mention him, an ordinary little person, who can only passively go with the flow.
In the end, the dust returns to the dust, even if the thousand-year-old iron threshold is required, there must be a soil steamed bun.
But now, everything seems to be different.
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Half a month has passed, and Zhou Nan's body has almost recovered, and he has regained his current German name, Jonas.
However, a twenty-one-year-old young man with a ninety-five-year-old soul can be seen by anyone, Zhou Nan's changes.
Fortunately, Hoffman, who was most familiar with him, had now gone to Brussels for work, otherwise, he would have doubted Zhou Nan's current changes.
Since Zhou Nan was two years old, he has lived with Hoffman, and they have lived like father and son for nearly twenty years. Almost all of his knowledge was taught by Hoffman, reading, literacy, drawing, music, and later statistics, all of which Hoffman taught him little by little. The slightest change in him could not be hidden from Hoffman's eyes.
The fields and scenery of the Netherlands have always been the best memories in Zhou Nan's heart, but at this time, they were truly presented in front of him.
Summer is coming, and the trees in the forest are all different shades of green, and there are a variety of wildflowers underneath the trees. In the distance are well-groomed fields, most of which have been developed into farmland due to the arrival of the war, and the wheat crops are growing very well.
But in the Arnhem Forest, the meadows were preserved, because almost every German commander who lived here had one or two horses. Not only did the horses need a source of grass, but they also needed an open space for them to gallop around.
Zhou Nan was sitting on the stump by the lawn at this time, watching a few Dutch grooms train the horses there, with a cup of tea and a few snacks prepared for him by Kelly beside him.
The warm sunlight shone on him, and his eyes kept on his left hand, looking at them gently. He curled up his fingers slightly, then stretched them out again. Watching your fingers curl up one by one and slowly stretch them out, it feels so good to have hands!
In the dream, what year was it? Oh, it should be 48 years, in the Shandong battlefield, he was directly smashed by the back axle of the car blown away by a shell and broke his palm, and since then, he has only one hand left and has lived for seventy years.
"Hey, Jonas, do you want to ride a horse?" Mafsulz is an old German man who is happy all day long, although he is old, he is still a good hand at feeding horses.
"No, my body doesn't allow me to exercise vigorously yet...... Zhou Nan's words didn't fall, and Sulz, who was riding a horse, had already swept past him quickly, leaving behind a burst of laughter.
Zhou Nan looked at his back, but he couldn't remember his fate clearly, it seemed that he hadn't seen him since the Battle of Operation Market Garden.
Zhou Nan recalled little by little, there were too many things he had experienced in his dreams, and he had forgotten many things.
He was born in Hoffman's family, because his father, Zhou Dazhuang, who worked as a Chinese laborer in World War I, knew some foreign languages and had seen the world. Since the elder Hoffmann took his family from Hamburg to the island city to do business in 20, he hired Zhou Dazhuang, that is, his father.
He had no memory of his mother anymore, because she died before he could grow up. He grew up living with Hoffman Jr., who was twenty years older than him, and the Hoffmans had no children at that time and had always raised him as their own.
Not only did he learn a lot of knowledge from Hoffmann, but he was also influenced by Hoffmann in terms of life, and even his German name Jonas Hoffmann was chosen by Hoffman Jr.
At that time, the optical axis shifted from the past to the future, and everything in the dream intersected with reality, and everything made Zhou Nan a little uncertain.
Hoffman would be killed by the British in the next year's Operation Market Garden. Later, Germany was defeated, he himself was captured by the British, and in order to take care of Mrs. Hoffman, he escaped from prison.
It was for this reason that although he did not do anything against his conscience, he was imprisoned for a full year, and although he was later acquitted, he was sent to the delegation of the National Army that came to Europe for purchases, and he was forced to return to China.
Since then, his fate has never been controlled by himself, and he has fallen into the abyss of pain.
He couldn't remember how many good things he had done or how many people he had helped. But he always remembered that there were two people he was sorry for in his life.
One is the father who has long been blurred in his memory, thinking that before he died, he also told himself to get married and have children, and spread the branches and leaves of the old Zhou family. But when he lived to the age of ninety-five, he didn't leave a queen for the old Zhou family, he was really a sinner of the old Zhou family!
The other is Hoffman. This typical German man, silent, steady, upright, and tenacious, was his lifelong life mentor. But when he needed his help the most, because of one of his reckless acts, he was imprisoned and forced to return to China, leaving him with a weak wife and three children to take care of.
Zhou Nan has never dared to imagine how such a woman with three children could survive in Germany after World War II. Although he tossed and turned to Germany many times after the 90s, he did not find Hoffmann's family, which is also an eternal pain in his heart in his dream.