Vietnam is a tropical monsoon region, and even in the mountains that stretch out in the mountains, the temperature in winter is difficult to drop below zero degrees Celsius, and there is almost no snow. But its average annual rainfall reaches 1,800 to 2,000 millimeters, and in local areas, even 3,000 to 4,000 millimeters. In Hanoi, it rains for more than 150 days a year.

In such an environment, Wan Likai's clothes have always been damp, and he can smell the smell of sweat mixed with the slight decay of cotton fabrics from a long distance.

"Brother, I know you're in good health, but you have to learn to protect yourself."

Liu Shaolong pointed to his knee and said, "Do you see it, this is the biggest memorial left for me in the past few years in the army." Not only me, but seventy or eighty percent of my comrades-in-arms who have stood guard for more than a year and a half have suffered from arthritis of varying degrees. At that time, we were all young men with strong blood and strength, and no one took it seriously. But at our age, the problems left at that time began to flar-up. ”

Changed into freshly opened underwear and a new coat, these are dozens of dollars of stall color, Liu Shaolong obviously put a lot of effort, their texture and materials are quite good, although the handiwork is not exquisite, but it definitely belongs to the type that lasts for a long time.

Liu Shaolong even brought a few packets of tiger bone musk cream that can prevent rheumatism and arthritis, and he couldn't help but help Wan Likai stick it to the knees of his legs.

Wearing dry underwear and coats, the two pieces of tiger bone musk paste on his legs were more like fire, and a fiery feeling was transmitted along the skin on Wan Likai's knees, to his knee joints, and to his heart. Wan Likai looked at the extraordinary man in front of him with grateful eyes, and watched him every time he came over, he would routinely put some various supplies necessary for Wan Likai's life in the trolley.

Wan Likai suddenly remembered something, he grabbed his tattered designer jacket with holes everywhere, and pulled out a handful of banknotes from his pocket that had been glued together and smelled even more musty.

Liu Shaolong looked at the banknotes that Wan Likai sent to him, and this extraordinary man smiled, "I left my wife and children like this, like a merchant walking the streets and alleys, running between China and Vietnam with a handbag, isn't it just to make money, don't I just hope that my wife and children can follow me for a few days to live a comfortable life?" Money is a good thing! ”

But Liu Shaolong didn't take the banknote handed over by Wan Likai in the end, and he said to Wan Likai: "Brother, if you do this, you are scolding me!" I can't do what I want to do like this, but at least ...... I used to be a soldier too! ”

Liu Shaolong took a deep look at Wan Likai again, picked up his handbag that would be significantly smaller every time he arrived at Wan Likai, and slowly walked away with a map of Vietnam in his arms. On the map of the whole country of Vietnam, which Liu Shaolong collected and carefully wrapped in waterproof plastic paper, Wan Likai's next place was marked.

As long as Wan Likai does not give up his mission, as long as Liu Shaolong still relies on this kind of work to support his family, in the near future, they will meet again in another martyr's cemetery belonging to the Chinese [***] people in Vietnam.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

The heavy hammer smashed on the hard cement grave again, and the loud voice was Wan Likai's farewell to Liu Shaolong. Liu Shaolong walked away with a smile, and Wan Likai became more and more energetic.

This heavy hammer sound is a common tacit understanding between two men with completely different backgrounds, outlook on life and price, who have a considerable distance after meeting and knowing each other by chance.

Grabbed a bottle of liquor that Liu Shaolong left by his side, Wan Likai must say that Liu Shaolong is really a fucking stingy ghost, and what he gave himself was a bottle of liquor burning knife for five or six yuan. Wan Likai twisted the cap of the bottle, looked up to the sky and poured a mouthful, the spicy liquid like a flame crashed into Wan Likai's stomach pouch, and then in Wan Likai's whole body, a hot and spicy heat was raised. Wan Likai grabbed the bottle of this cheap spirit, sprayed a strong smell of wine in his mouth, and shouted: "Cool! ”

It is because of Liu Shaolong's dual material and psychological support that Wan Likai persevered in this strange land. As his physical strength increased day by day, as the hammer became lighter and lighter in his hand, Wan Likai inevitably began to lose sleep in the silent night, when he no longer wheezed as soon as he lay down in bed.

Sometimes Wan Likai would jump up and run hard in this dark primeval jungle and lofty mountains without even wearing shoes. Until he was exhausted from running, until his knees went limp, and finally he fell heavily to the ground. I don't know how many times, Wan Likai lay on the dew-soaked grass with his whole body weak, allowing the warm liquid flowing from his eyes to mix with these dewdrops with the coolness of the night.

In this strange world, where it is impossible to communicate smoothly through words, and everyone regards him as an out-and-out madman, Wan Likai ...... Lonely!

Doing repetitive work again and again, Wan Likai ...... Lonesome!

Sometimes Wan Likai was lying in the grass, and the blood-sucking leech took the opportunity to bite his arm, but Wan Likai could still lie there quietly, watching how the leech sucked his own blood, and how he thought that the ghost slipped away quietly. Anyway, it doesn't hurt, looking at its complacent appearance is also a good spice, and it can even be said to be a kind of entertainment.

"Master, back then, you relied on your own hands to climb the iceberg that no one has been able to conquer for decades. It took seven days, and even when it was impossible to dispatch a helicopter, the two heroic brothers who had been sleeping on the iceberg for decades were brought back to the world. You are facing the bitter cold of more than minus 30 degrees Celsius, you are facing the threat of death, you don't even have the tools at hand, you can only use broken bayonets and your own hands to cut away the ice that no one has tried to conquer for hundreds of years...... Compared to you, what is all this I am facing?! ”

I repeated these words over and over again in my heart, when the morning sun of the next day poured on the tall heroic monument at the front of the Chinese Martyrs' Cemetery again, the sound of heavy hammers and cement graves would always sound on time again.

In the midst of a strong rainstorm, the sound of hammer striking was uninterrupted.

During the typhoon in Vietnam in July, the sound of hammers striking was not interrupted.

In central Vietnam, in the dry heat of August, the temperature reached 40 degrees Celsius, and the surrounding area suddenly became arid, and there were dry and dead plants everywhere, and the sound of hammers still did not stop.

In the face of such Wan Likai, Liu Shaolong wanted to ask the most, but in the end he didn't ask a question in person, that is: "Are you a person?!" ”

In the end, even Wan Likai himself forgot how long he had been in the country of Vietnam, and what he knew was that there were more and more urns of martyrs carefully placed in his trolley.

When Wan Likai finally stopped what he was doing, he could no longer put tools on his trolley, and some were truckloads full of military kettles, lunch boxes, and wooden urns made by himself with more and more flexible and powerful hands. Wan Likai really can't remember how long he has been in Vietnam, but he clearly knows that his cart is carrying the bones of one hundred and forty-two heroes who have been sleeping in a foreign land for forty years!

It was only at this time that a word suddenly came to mind in Wan Likai's heart...... Go home!

Yes, he should go home. Wan Likai is already very tired, he wants to go home, and he should also take these heroes home.

Pulling such a trolley, Wan Likai walked slowly along the simple tools of the Chinese [***] people, such as shovels, wheelbarrows and shovels, which were carved out of the primeval forest. This time, even if Wan Likai reached out to stop him, there was no truck driver, who was willing to stop and pull a man with long hair and beard, and the clothes on his body were in tatters, and he exuded a wild surname, which was likely to be mentally abnormal.

After being rejected several times, Wan Likai simply gave up the idea of taking a car, he could work alone for so long, only the bones of martyrs were silently accompanying him every day, how could he care about walking so much?

Wan Likai used his legs to start from Pa Zhou in Thanh Ha County, Lai Chau Province, Vietnam, and walked slowly, he took his own cart and walked through Hoang Lien Mountain, which is more than 3,000 meters above sea level and still uninterrupted on Highway 10; He walked through one jungle after another, where wild bananas could be picked everywhere when the season was ripe; He walked through the bamboo forests that had caused the Chinese troops to suffer great losses in the Vietnam War; After the Chinese troops entered Vietnam, they called on everyone not to have the slightest "chauvinism" style of a big country, not to take a stitch from the Vietnamese people, and to create their own vegetable fields decades ago in order to ensure the supply of vegetables; He walked past one tree after another, and it was clear that there was no owner, but the [***] people would rather be thirsty and hungry than reach out to pick wild fruit trees......

When Wan Likai finally walked to the border between Vietnam and China and could almost see the majestic "Sino-Vietnamese Friendship Bridge", Wan Likai was stopped. It was only at this time that Wan Likai wanted to give him the identification certificate before he left, but he rummaged around his body, but finally found nothing. Looking at the increasingly gloomy faces of the Vietnamese border guards, Wan Likai thought of bribery, a life-saving trick, but what he finally dug out of his pocket was not money at all, but a pile of confetti that was so rotten that he couldn't even distinguish the color.

Wan Likai knew that at this time, he couldn't blame these Vietnamese soldiers at all, who saw a man who was more like a savage than a savage, pulling a trolley full of various military kettles and lunch boxes, and walking to the border line in a big way, but he couldn't show any identification, and he would show the same vigilant and suspicious expression, right?

Whether it is physical or energetic, Wan Likai, who has reached the limit, was pushed to the ground by a soldier with the most brutal movements without resistance, when several Vietnamese soldiers carefully picked up a heavy military water bottle, twisted its lid, and poured it over, looking at the wisps of gray powder raised from the kettle, Wan Likai's eyes were torn apart by him in an instant.

A group of Chinese tourists under the leadership of the tour guide, walked past Wan Likai, and some people cast a trace of pity on Wan Likai, Wan Likai looked at these his compatriots, his eyes suddenly raised a glimmer of hope, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the water bottle that was sprinkling the ashes of the martyrs to the earth, and suddenly let out a painful, sad howl: "Save him...... That's our ...... Souls......"

No one paid attention to Wan Likai's indescribable shouts, and those Chinese tourists turned their heads and accelerated their steps away from Wan Likai under the guidance of the tour guide. Wan Likai looked at the backs of those compatriots, he knew that they were afraid, who would be willing to get involved in this kind of dispute after going abroad?

But...... Wan Likai only felt that he couldn't spit out a breath of stuffy breath in his chest, and in a convulsion that was almost suffocating, he rolled his eyes and suddenly fainted to the ground.

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Wan Likai finally woke up, and facing the sunlight outside the window, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly. At this time, Wan Likai's first thought in his heart was: "I, a dangerous person who carried a large amount of 'dangerous goods' and tried to cross the border, am I now being put in a detention center, or am I simply thrown into prison?" ”

"Isn't Vietnam poor?" Wan Likai looked at the futon covering his body suspiciously, this set of pale cyan bedding was cleaned cleanly, it may have been taken out to dry in the near future, and it also had a smell that could only belong to the sun, and then looked at the pajamas on his body that he didn't know when he was bumped into by someone, Wan Likai reached out and scratched his head, and muttered to himself: "In their prison, can the suspects also enjoy this kind of high-end goods?!" ”

A chuckle suddenly sounded beside him, Wan Likai quickly turned his head, and it was only at this time that he was surprised to find that there was another person in this room. When he tried to open his eyes wide, and finally saw the face of the woman sitting in the corner of the house clearly, Wan Likai's eyes widened suddenly: "Master?!" ”

(To be continued)