013 It's not the right time

013 came at a bad time

When Zhao Guodong saw the photo on the bedside, the whole person was already sluggish, the two people in the photo were a man and a woman, the female Zhao Guodong didn't know who it was, but the man in the photo Zhao Guodong was very familiar, he was Mao San! Mao San, who died heroically in order to defeat the enemy! Although Mao San on the photo is still slightly green.

At this time, the woman lying on the hospital bed coughed a few times and woke Zhao Guodong up, "Brother Wang, why are you here, please take a seat." As if speaking was a tiring thing for her, the woman closed her eyes very weakly after saying these words.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Wang Changgui seemed to be very familiar with it, so he took out two small black benches from under the bed, handed one to Zhao Guodong, and sat down himself.

"Brother Wang, is our junior in trouble again?" The woman said weakly.

"Oh, no, no, I brought a guest today, he wants to find someone, I'll take him to see if it's your house." Wang Changgui said.

At this time, the woman raised her head and glanced at Zhao Guodong, as if she had just noticed that there was still a person standing at the door, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, I'm not physically fit to serve you tea and pour water, please come in, sit down." ”

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Zhao Guodong put the box aside, and Wang Changgui consciously put the two cups, both of which were old-fashioned enamel jars, although they were old but very clean. Wang Changgui poured two glasses of water and handed one to Zhao Guodong.

Zhao Guodong took the water cup, and there was a strong fishy smell in his nose, Wang Changgui seemed to see Zhao Guodong's hesitation, and said: "Don't mind, this place is not as good as other places, it is more difficult to get water here, and it is all carried from other places bucket by bucket." Only then did Zhao Guodong see that there was a plastic bucket in the corner, which could hold about fifty catties.

"The water here is polluted, and it's hard to find drinking water." Wang Changgui said, "Don't mind too much. ”

"It's fine." Zhao Guodong picked up the enamel jar and poured two mouthfuls into his mouth without hesitation, the taste in the mouth was really not so good, slightly bitter, and his mouth was full of fishy smell.

"Who's the person in that picture? It looks like this photo is a long time ago. Zhao Guodong can confirm that the person in the photo is Mao San, but to prevent someone from deliberately making it bad, Zhao Guodong thinks it is better to ask clearly.

"Oh, that picture is a long time ago, I probably took it with my brother when I was ten years old." When the woman saw the photo, there were seven points of longing and three points of tenderness in her eyes.

"Oh? How old was your brother then? What is your name? Zhao Guodong asked.

"My brother's name is Mao San and he doesn't have a big name, my name is Mao Lingling, and my brother should have been seventeen years old at that time." The woman seemed to fall into a memory, "At that time, the two of us went to a relative's house, and the relative's house happened to open a photo studio, so he took a photo of the two of us, you don't know that the two of us were excited at the time, and we didn't sleep well all night." ”

"When it was time to take pictures, we were still thinking about how to stand and look good." Mao Lingling said, "When the photo was washed out, my brother treated this photo as a treasure, and no one was allowed to move, not even me. ”

"And who else is in your family?" Zhao Guodong asked again.

"My son and I are the only ones left in the family, my mother and my father died ten years ago, my brother didn't know where to go twenty years ago, and after looking for so many years and no one was found, I gave up." Mao Lingling said lonely.

"What about your husband? And what about children? Zhao Guodong asked again.

"My husband went to work on the construction site not long after my son was born, fell off the shelf and died, my son probably went out, my son did not follow his husband's surname, followed my surname, we planned to do so at that time, we had no seedlings at home, so I asked my son to pass on to our family, and then I wanted a surname with my husband, but I didn't expect the child to be less than a year old, he ......."

Mao Lingling said that she couldn't go on here, and the tears in her eyes flowed out all of a sudden, as if she was too excited and kept coughing. Wang Changgui hurriedly poured a glass of water for her, "Drink saliva, don't be in a hurry and say slowly, isn't the matter over?" Hasn't your son grown up too? Wang Changgui comforted.

"That's right, when I think of my brother and my husband alone all these years, I can't stop it, and my tears are about to dry." Mao Lingling took a sip of water and finally quieted down, "I know that my son, I haven't disciplined him well since he was a child, if it weren't for Brother Wang, you helped me take care of it all these years, who knows what kind of disaster he can cause, if something happens to him, how can I live." ”

"Your son is very sensible, I've been busy finding a job for him in the past two days, after all, he is such a big person, he can't stay at home all the time, you also have to live, always rely on the subsidy of one or two hundred yuan, it's not a thing." Wang Changgui said.

"Then thank you, Brother Wang." Mao Lingling said, "I'm embarrassed to let you worry about our family's affairs all these years." ”

"It's all old neighbors, saying that's what I do, and who can take care of you if I don't take care of you." Wang Changgui said.

"Do you know where your brother went in the first place? What did you do? Zhao Guodong asked.

"I don't know, I know that my brother went to Zhaojia Village to string relatives, saying that he was wearing relatives is actually a good buddy of his who invited him to go there to play, and I haven't seen my brother since then, and then we went to my brother's house to find it, they said that my brother was a soldier, but he went to which army to be a soldier, and he didn't know, and their boy didn't know. All said so, we searched all the surrounding conscription troops, and they all said that they did not go to Zhaojia Village to recruit soldiers. ”

Mao Lingling continued, "At that time, my father and my mother were going crazy, my father was looking for my brother all over the world, my mother's eyes were blind from crying, and when the second elder left, he didn't see my brother, and he didn't even have any news. ”

In fact, when Gao Jiancheng went to recruit soldiers, it was actually across regions, and the soldiers originally recruited from Zhaojia Village were going to the northwest, but they didn't expect that they would go to the southwest, and they would definitely not find anyone.

Zhao Guodong can basically be sure when he hears this, she is Mao San's only relative in the world, Zhao Guodong is holding the enamel jar and keeps turning, and his head is constantly thinking, and the whole room only hears the sound of coughing and drinking water.

"I'm Mao San's comrade-in-arms." Zhao Guodong said this sentence very abruptly, so abruptly that the other two people did not have the slightest chance to react, Wang Changgui looked at Zhao Guodong with wide eyes, I don't know what Zhao Guodong meant, but Mao Lingling had a lot of ideas in her head after the initial confusion.

Is Mao San's comrade-in-arms? My son is now less than 20 years old, and I am saying that I have never been a soldier, how can I have comrades-in-arms? Could it be ......, "You are my brother's comrade-in-arms?" Mao Lingling said almost word by word.

"Yes, I am Mao San's comrade-in-arms." Zhao Guodong looked at Mao Lingling and said very firmly.

"Are you really my brother's comrade-in-arms? Did my brother really go to the army? So where is my brother now? Why didn't he come back? Mao Lingling's eyes began to look outside the door, but there was no one outside the door.

"I am indeed Mao San's comrade-in-arms. Don't look at it, Mao San didn't come back. Zhao Guodong said, and then prepared to take something out of his pocket leaning on his chest.

"Why are you here? You get me out! At this time, a figure shouted at the door, and Zhao Guodong looked up and found that it was Mao San who came back, of course it was not that Mao San, but Mao Lingling's son Xiao Mao San.

"San'er, how can you talk like that? He was our guest. Mao Lingling spoke too quickly and coughed several times.

"Mom, come and drink saliva, don't worry." Mao San hurriedly ran over to help Mao Lingling up and feed her water to drink.

Mao Lingling breathed a sigh of relief after drinking water, "San'er, he is a guest of our family, you can't talk like this, you are so old, you must be polite." ”

"But ......." Mao San was about to say something again, but when he saw Mao Lingling's weak appearance, he swallowed his words, but he still glared at Zhao Guodong fiercely.

"Senpai, why are you here?" Another figure, Zhao Guodong saw that it was the head of the police station in the town.

"Oh, this is the family I'm looking for, why are you here?" Zhao Guodong was also surprised, not knowing how he came here.

"I'm here to see off this child, but I didn't expect to meet my seniors here." The director said. Wang Changgui was also surprised, but he didn't expect Zhao Guodong to know the people from the police station, and it seemed that the friendship was not shallow.

"You're a cop? What happened to my child? Did you commit something? As soon as Mao Lingling took a breath, she found that there was a policeman standing in front of her house.

"That ......." The director was just about to say something, when he found that Zhao Guodong was blinking at him, but as soon as he stopped, Mao Lingling fell ill, coughing violently, and while coughing, she was beating Mao San with her weak fist.

"Why do you say you keep talking, you have been getting into trouble since you were a child, don't you think I'm not ashamed enough, is it that you really have something to do with you to be willing, ah, if something happens to you, how do you let me live, I'm just a relative like you, your father died early, your grandparents also died early, and your uncle still doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, why do you say that you are so unreassuring." You...... You....... ”

Mao Lingling fainted before she finished speaking, "Mom, Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mother? Mao San hurriedly hugged Mao Lingling and shouted.

Wang Changgui hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Mao San away, "Don't move, I'll take a look." Wang Changgui opened Mao Lingling's eyelids and looked at them.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm dizzy in a hurry, just rest for a while."