Bald dogs?

Chen Yilingtai is as bright as a mirror, and the observation is subtle, even if it is dark at night, you can see some things on the ground clearly in the air, not to mention that there is still that bit of light.

He saw the bald dog he had met last time in the powder shop.

There was another person on the side.

Chen also descended.

I saw the bald dog biting the man's clothes, grasping the ground with three legs, and pulling back hard.

It was an old man, and a tricycle had overturned on the side of the road, and a flashlight was attached to the handlebar, still on.

It seems that the old man should have been riding a three-wheeled wheel, was thrown down, and couldn't stand up, and the bald dog wanted to pull him up.

Chen Yi's eyes flashed slightly, picked off the bamboo dragonfly, and walked over.

"Wang! Barking! ”

Seeing someone coming, the bald dog grinned, bared its fangs, and barked loudly.

"It's been a long time since you saw me, you don't know me?" Chen Yi said with a smile.

When the bald dog saw Chen Yi's appearance clearly, he thought he recognized him and stopped barking.

Chen Yi smiled, walked over, and stretched out his hand to the old man, the bald dog seemed to hesitate and did not stop him.

"Thank you, young man, ouch, it's really useless, you can still wrestle when you walk, and you can't get up if you fall, if it weren't for you, my old man would have to spend the night here tonight."

The old man looked old, should be in his seventies, and looked kind.

Stretched out his hand for Chen Yi to help him and stood up.

Holding the old man's thin and withered hand, Chen Yi paused slightly, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, old man, where do you live?" I'll send you back. ”

"No need, I've got it, I can go back, it's too dark, the road is not easy to walk, I won't delay you, young man."

The old man pointed to the bald dog, leaned down, and struggled to help a small tricycle on the side of the road.

Chen Yi hurried over to help the little three-wheeler up.

The small tricycle was remodeled, without a saddle was removed and a low chair was installed.

"Thank you so much, young man."

The old man smiled and thanked him again, and sat down directly on the small chair.

The bald dog on the side ran over, glanced at Chen Yi indifferently, and skillfully took a collar from the handlebar and put his neck in.

Chen Yi only then discovered that a rope was tied to the handlebar.

The bald dog put the rope on and pulled the small tricycle in front, and the old man held the front of the car and walked slowly on the path.

It's just that the bald dog now has only three legs, and he staggers on the dirt road, pulling hard, but he just pulls the car silently, and looks back at the old man from time to time.

Chen Yi sighed, walked over, and grabbed the front of the car without waiting for the old man's consent: "Old man, I'll give you a ride." ”

"Huh? This...... I'm sorry to bother you, boy. ”

When the old man saw that he had already pushed the cart away, he said a little shyly.

"It's fine."

The bald dog glanced back at him, barked at him, turned back again, and silently pulled the cart.

Chen Yiyi smiled, he couldn't understand the dog's language, but he could feel its warning.

Was this a warning to him to be careful and not to make a mess of it?

After pushing the cart for more than a kilometer, the old man said, "Young man, you are here ahead." ”

Chen Yi looked forward, and it was not far from the entrance of the Nanling Forest, and in the distance there was a black outline of a mountain like a giant beast.

There was a small house, a very old house made of wood, straw and mud.

"Young man, thank you for your hard work, let's go into the house and drink saliva."

The old man stood up from the car tremblingly and beckoned.

"Okay." Chen Yi agreed very simply.

The old man looked happy, opened the door, and went in, and he walked very slowly, and the bald dog followed closely with him.

After fumbling behind the door for a while, the lights came on in the room.

"Come on, come in, lad."

Entering the house, Chen Yi also looked at the furnishings in the room.

The house is small and simple, a bed, a table, and an earthen stove, and that's it.

The lights are dim and dim, but there is a kind of warmth.

"Old man, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to live here alone?" Chen also said casually.

"I've lived here all my life, I'm used to it."

The old man said nonchalantly, bent down and fiddled under the earthen stove, put in a handful of hay and a few fine sticks of firewood, and blew a few mouthfuls with a bamboo tube, and the ashes of the stove with residual heat were burning.

The old man sat on the stove with a blackened kettle, and looked back a little embarrassedly and said, "Young man, you sit down for a while, and the water will be fine for a while." ”

Chen Yi retracted his gaze: "The old man doesn't have to be busy, I'm not thirsty." ”

"This guest comes to the door, bringing tea and water, it is a heart, and it is indispensable."

The old man said with a smile, although the movements in his hands were strange, they did not stop.

Chen Yi smiled and let him go.

"Old man, have you always lived here alone?"

"It's not a person, isn't there still it?"

The old man pointed to the bald dog lying quietly at his feet beside the stove.

"Woohoo......" The bald dog looked up and barked when he saw him pointing at him, and put it back on its two front paws.

"Where's your family?"

Chen Yi knew that this question must not be a happy thing, but he still asked.

"It's long gone."

The old man did not have a sad expression, but a trace of warmth and happiness crept up on his face.

The focus in his eyes spreads, as if he has fallen into some kind of fond memory.

The kettle on the stove suddenly burst into white air, rushed up the lid, and woke the old man up.

"Look at me, when people are old, they like to think blindly, I'm really sorry."

The old man stood up apologetically and walked back with the kettle.

Flip up the cup on the table, rinse it with boiling water, and pour out the rinse water before pouring the cup again.

"Come, lad, drink water."

Chen Yi took the cup, and the steaming water made his hands feel cold.

"You were thinking about your wife, weren't you?"

"It's her,"

The old man nodded, and his smile brightened at the mention of his wife.

"Speaking of which, we met on the battlefield, and we also got married on the battlefield......"

The old man fell into the memory, and did not ask Chen Yi if he wanted to hear it, and told his own story.

Chen Yi didn't interrupt him, he listened quietly, but heard a story that was not very heartwarming, very simple, but touching enough.

The old man's name is Li Aiguo, who went to the battlefield 50 years ago (fictional, don't investigate) and has made a lot of contributions.

His superiors introduced him to a medical soldier named Zhu Shundi, who was his later wife.

Whether it was a characteristic of that era, or it was love at first sight, at the banquet arranged for the two of them—in fact, there were only military rations in the army, and a can of canned meat captured from the enemy—and the two men met and decided.

Their weddings are all soldiers, their wedding clothes are their military uniforms, and their wedding banquets are still military rations.

The relationship between the two is not a mountain alliance and a sea oath, there is no vigor, just a plain respect for each other like water, in this battlefield where there is only iron and blood, but it is a rare warmth.

In the second year, Li Aiguo went to various places with the army and attacked various positions of the enemy army. Zhu Shundi stayed in the rear to treat the wounded soldiers sent back by various departments.

On the battlefield, changing rapidly, Zhu Shundi's rear unit encountered enemy troops, and at that time, she was pregnant......

When the old man Li Aiguo said this, he smiled, wiped the muddy tears from the corners of his eyes, and did not continue.

He is more open-minded, and this is also a painful memory that he can't let go......