082 Mao San's Story (2)
"Can you tell us your story?" Since Mao Xiangri got married to Xia Yuhe and Huadao Lily, only Mao Xiangri and Xia Yuhe were in the courtyard, and Huadao Lily left and lived in the barracks after getting married that day, and never came back.
Many people think that Mao Xiangri and Xia Yuhe sleep in the same bed, but they are wrong. Including the sentence "Lady, let's rest" on the wedding night, it was all said to confuse the people outside the door, the real situation is that Xia Yuhe slept on the bed, with two layers of curtains, and Mao Xiangri slept on a simple bed with a stool, and the two of them got the futon good every morning so that others would not find out. In other words, Xia Yuhe is now complete.
"Do you really want to hear it?" Mao San (I still think that the word Mao San is easy to play, Mao Xiangri's name is weird, but now I can't change it, unless I encounter an official written letter, I will change Mao San to Mao Xiangri.) Brother Mao, I can't help you, kitten, 555555555555. said.
"Yes." When Xia Yuhe saw Mao San for the first time, Mao San quietly stuffed a silver dollar in her palm, so that she had money to buy medicine for her father to treat his illness; But when they saw him again, they wanted to rob her of his wife, and once again beat her father to serious injury; But after getting married, Mao San didn't move a finger of himself. She really couldn't understand this man who lived under the same roof as her.
Mao San was lying on the simple bed, his eyes staring straight at the dark ceiling.
"I grew up in a place called Zhaojia Village, and I haven't seen my parents since I can remember, and it was an old grandfather who picked me up when he was collecting medicine in the mountains, and the old man said that when he picked me up, it was only so big." Mao San gestured in the dark, and he didn't know if Xia Yuhe could see it clearly.
"Just lying in that little padded jacket, my little face is frozen purple, and I won't cry. The old man originally thought I was dead, but he didn't expect that I still had breathing and heartbeat, so he took me to his house, and every day he would warm me a bowl of goat's milk, which made me gradually cry, and the voice was louder. Later, my grandfather said that in order to give me hot milk, he starved to death the lambs born by the goats themselves. β
"It's been thirteen years, and my grandfather and I relied on each other for our lives in those years, my grandfather used to have a wife who was picked by the enemy, and his two sons were innocently killed in the war, and a daughter-in-law was raped to death, and his big fat grandson was gone. Grandpa said that if his little grandson lived, he would be about the same age as me. β
"When I was thirteen years old, the old man died, he died of illness, and this old man, who had no children and no daughters, told me when he was dying that he had five silver dollars under his pillow, and told me to take good care of myself while he was away. After I died, I asked me not to hold a funeral for him and build a mourning hall. Leave money for me to eat. β
"I even feel that he is my real grandfather, and I am his real grandson. I went to the market and bought a coffin myself, and asked my neighbors in my village to help transport it to a hill where I was optimistic, and I would see the whole village there, because my grandfather always took me to sit under the big tree at the head of the village when he had nothing to do, and watched the grandparents, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters in the village walking around busily. β
"I didn't let other people help, I, thirteen years old, climbed to the top of that hill step by step with my grandfather on my back, no matter how many times I fell, I didn't let others help, I want to carry my grandfather, for as long as I can remember, it was my grandfather who carried me, and now that I am grown up, my grandfather is gone, and I want to give my grandfather a ride."
"You haven't experienced it, so you can't know how it feels. This feels like a kind of persistence, no matter how difficult it is, I have to persevere, I have been persevering, maybe grandpa will wake up when he sees that I am tired. β
"The moon is bright, the wind is light, the leaves cover the window lattice, and the crickets are called Zheng Zheng...... I put my grandfather in the coffin and sang the song that he sang to me every night, and he slept peacefully. I used to pull a few handfuls of my grandfather's beard before going to bed, but now I see that my grandfather's beard is blown by the wind, I put it carefully and I tell my grandfather, grandpa no one will pull your beard anymore, you can rest in peace. β
"The lid of the coffin is tightly covered, I can no longer see my grandfather's smile, I can't hear the lullaby that my grandfather sings to me, I can't pull my grandfather's beard anymore, I can no longer sleep on my grandfather's back, I can no longer sit in my grandfather's arms to fish."
"The loess buried the coffin little by little, and buried my own last thoughts in the depths of my heart. Do you know the truth? Mao San lay there and asked, and without waiting for Xia Yuhe to answer, he said to himself, "That day, I didn't cry, not a single tear fell." I don't know what the road is about, I just can't cry. β
"From that day on, I became an orphan again, running around the village all day long, eating hundreds of meals, wearing hundreds of clothes, and so on for another six years. On that day I went to play in the next village, and I happened to encounter the enemy's sweep, and I was hit in the back by a stray bullet, and I lay on the ground, and I was stabbed to death by the enemy with a bayonet, and it was at this time that they rescued me. β
"It was Lao Gao who shot that man to death, and I was able to live, but there were only a dozen people in that village and me who lived, and everyone else died tragically. My injuries were healed by Lao Gao, and it happened that they were going to Zhaojia Village to recruit troops, so they brought me over. Then, I became a soldier with Lao Gao and joined the army. β
"Then why did you come to Qingyang Town?" Xia Yuhe had been listening to Mao San talking, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Actually, I'm here to go undercover." β
"Huh?" Xia Yuhe was taken aback, Mao San was a spy, was he originally Junichiro Takagi's person?
"I'm here to spy on Junichiro Takagi."
"Is this opening also for ......?"
"Yes, although I can get information, I can't send it out, it's a lot more convenient to have such a faΓ§ade, plus I'm still a Junichiro Yoshiko Takagi, this identity can make us safer."
"How's my dad?" Xia Yuhe has been thinking about his father.
"It's okay, Zhang San will send it over tomorrow, the old man has nothing to do, don't let your father know about this matter, after all, the old man is already old."
"Then what are you going to tell me?"
"Do you know the way? The first time I saw you, I knew I couldn't live without you. β
The two were relatively silent, neither of them knowing the expressions on each other's faces in the dark.
"You, come and sleep in bed."
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