In the small year of 1980, the north wind whistled like a knife, the sky was covered with snow, the huge square of the Beijing Railway Station was thick with snow, empty and there were few pedestrians, at this time in a corner of the square, a middle-aged woman with a boy looked in front of him, wearing an old army coat, a middle-aged man with a stubbled beard.

"Uncle Wu, you don't have to be like this, you won't be having a good time now! We have enough money on them! The middle-aged woman wore a headscarf around her head and a somewhat shabby black down jacket, pushing the middle-aged man hard in her hands.

"Sister-in-law! Don't be like this, this is what I should, not much money, it's a little bit of brother's meaning! The middle-aged man, holding a dozen large solidarities in his hand, forcefully stuffed the money into the middle-aged woman's pocket.

"Hey! This......! The middle-aged woman didn't fight for the man, so she had to reluctantly accept the money.

"Xiao Hao! In the future, you have to listen to your mother and take care of your mother! The middle-aged man bent down, looked at a little boy who was only five or six years old standing next to the middle-aged woman, and touched his head, the boy's little face was already red from the cold, and the snot was about to flow to his mouth, and a pair of bright eyes just looked at the middle-aged man in front of him timidly.

"This kid, I don't even know if the shoelaces are open, come! Uncle helps you tie your shoelaces! ”

The middle-aged man showed a sour smile on his face, squatted down, tied the laces of the little boy's cotton shoes, and looked up at the boy, the boy's snot had frozen at this time, the middle-aged man reached out to help him wipe it, and suddenly hugged the boy tightly, and tears had come out of his eyes.

"Sister-in-law! I'm leaving! Take care! Suddenly, the middle-aged man stood up, said a word to the middle-aged woman, and resolutely turned around and walked out of the square.

The boy's big eyes looked at the man in the distance, he knew this person, his name was Wu Congbiao, he was his father's comrade-in-arms, he used to go to his house to drink with his father, since something seemed to have happened to his father a few months ago, the boy had never seen this Uncle Wu again.

It wasn't until today that I and my mother moved out of our home in the warm and comfortable military compound, and when we were about to leave this place and go to my mother's hometown of Liancheng, we saw this Uncle Wu again, but his leg was already lame.

The tears of the middle-aged woman at this time could not be suppressed, her name was Liu Caiping, she was a full-time housewife, and she used to live a happy life without worrying about food and clothing. Until her husband disappeared, she and her son were placed under house arrest for several months. Yesterday she was informed that she must move out of the military compound immediately, and she is not allowed to bring anything with her, and she cannot continue to stay in the capital. Everything came too suddenly, but fortunately, her former sister introduced her to a job in Liancheng, and she took her son to take the train to Liancheng today.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry! You get the idea! Suddenly, four men in civilian clothes appeared out of nowhere and surrounded them. The leader of the person, the tone was respectful and polite, but the movements in his hands did not stagnate at all, he reached out and turned out the money that the middle-aged man put into Liu Caiping's pocket, carefully checked them one by one, and looked at them several times without finding any problems.

Looking at Liu Caiping, who was expressionless on his face, the man opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just sighed deeply, took out a few 10 yuan bills from his pocket, put them together with the original money, stuffed them into Liu Caiping's pocket, nodded politely, and turned around with the person to leave.

This person, the boy also knew, used to follow his father a lot, but the name was just the name, and the boy couldn't remember it.

Watching those people walk away, Liu Caiping took her son Song Hao and walked into the station silently.

The snow outside is still falling, the train is galloping on the vast snowfield, everything outside is gray, Song Hao, who was sitting by the window, looked out quietly, he took the train for the first time, everything he saw was so strange.

Song Hao bent down and took out something in his cotton shoes. It was a black stone with three small holes, crescent-shaped, half the size of a penny, covered with intricate lines, and a shallow scratch that looked like a fingernail.

Song Hao didn't know what it was, he only remembered what Uncle Wu said when he hugged him tightly, this is what your father left you, you must keep it.

Song Hao clutched the stone tightly in his hand.

Liancheng Nanshan villa area, this villa area was originally the place where the senior officials of the Japanese state lived during the Anti-Japanese War, and after the liberation, it became the residential area of the city officials.

The scorching sun in July is like fire, and I know that I am screaming desperately, which adds a bit of restlessness to this hot weather.

At the entrance of the villa area, a dilapidated two-story building with a wooden sign of "cleaning office", Song Hao walked out with a water bottle, came to the car parked in the shade of the big tree at the entrance of the small building, knocked on the window, the window rolled down, and inside were two men in black suits.

"Uncle! This is the sour plum soup my mom gave you! ”

The man in the sedan smiled bitterly, took the water bottle and did not speak.

Song Hao didn't stop, he had already gotten used to the style of these people, and turned around and went back to Xiaolou.

It's been a few years, and Song Hao is already in the fourth grade of primary school. His home is constantly monitored by three people, two people in the car and one person in the house opposite, although people change often, but the smell of those people has not changed, it is the smell of his father.

Time flies, and fourteen years have passed .......

"Get up, Song Hao! If you have a big class today, you will be in trouble if you are late! A big chubby face almost pressed into the ear of Song Hao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and shouted loudly.

Song Hao, who was on the bed, turned around lazily and covered his head with a quilt.

"Okay! You're awesome! You dare to be late for Liu Yanwang's class! ”

This person's name is Sun Jian, and he is Song Hao's college roommate, and at this time, only he and Song Hao are still in the eight-person dormitory.

"Got it! You go and help me take a seat first, and I'll wash my face and go!" Song Hao reluctantly turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and his eyes were full of worry. Yesterday was the birthday of the boss of their dormitory, Song Hao drank too much, and now his head is still hurting.

"Good! Good! Hurry up! Sun Jian answered, hurriedly picked up the book and hurried out of the bedroom.

Song Hao squinted, smacked his somewhat shriveled lips, habitually touched the crescent stone pendant on his chest, and looked out the window. The weather was sunny and sunny, "Alas! With such beautiful weather, it's a shame not to sleep! ”

However, thinking of Sun Jian's words, today is Liu Yanwang's big class, Song Hao had to cheer up, picked up the basin towel, and walked to the toilet.

In the corridor on the second floor of the teaching building of Modu University, Song Hao, who was walking quickly, suddenly saw a thin middle-aged man with glasses in front of him who was about to arrive at the door of the classroom.

At this time, the classroom was already sparsely packed, Song Hao quickly found Sun Jian's position and squeezed over, nervously rubbed his chest with his hands, and gasped: "It's so dangerous!" I almost got caught! Sun Jian glanced at Song Hao and sneered: "I thought you kid could be awesome to the end!" Aren't you afraid of King Liu Yan? ”

"Cut! I haven't said you yet, how to choose this position! "The best location in the classroom is in the back row, where the sky is high and the teacher is far away, as long as you don't make a fuss, you can do anything. Sun Jian's position this time is in the middle of the classroom, which is more awkward, and the teacher usually stares at this position in class, and it is difficult to doze off.

"You still say, it's not your fault, let me be late, all the good places are occupied!" Sun Jian looked dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice.

Soon, the middle-aged man with glasses walked into the classroom, his name was Liu Xuesong was the head of the history department, and he was also a famous professor of archaeology in the country. Song Hao has been late twice, and if he is late again, he will definitely die.

Song Hao originally reported to the Department of Management, who knew that the system entered the Department of History, compared to the beauties of the Department of Management, the Department of History can be called a Buddhist resort, all monks, and the only girls are also dinosaur-level. Song Hao was depressed for several days about this, and vowed to unload the recording system, but it is still an unsolved case.

After the roll call, Song Hao covered his face with a book, his chin rested on the table, drowsy, the hangover made him still have a splitting headache, and he didn't want to listen to what the teacher said on stage.

Suddenly, Song Hao was woken up by a scream, so frightened that he couldn't bother to wipe the saliva that had been left, and sat up straight.

I saw Mr. Liu standing in front of the front seat, tugging at a classmate's ear and scolding, "Get out!" I read novels in class and thought I didn't know! ”

The students were frightened for a while, but the students hid the novel behind the textbook, could it be that Professor Liu had already practiced the legendary clairvoyance.

"Today is about the history of Qing Wei, I want to cry when I see it, you can still laugh!"

"Oh!" The people in the classroom let out a long breath.