It was the graduation season, Yuncheng Airport was overcrowded, Zhao Fengdemon originally planned to find a job internship in Yuncheng first, but who knew that he was packed his luggage and got on the return plane after a phone call from his second uncle Yu Dahai.

Zhao Fengyou can still clearly remember what his second uncle said to him on the phone.

"Feng Demon, come back quickly, the old man is dying."

Yu Dahai on the other end of the phone choked up, but Zhao Fengdemon on the other end of the phone seemed to have been hit on the head, and the whole person spent a night in a daze, and came to the airport in the early morning of the next day, waiting for the flight to Spring City.

Some intermittent pictures flashed in his mind, and Zhao Fengyou couldn't believe that an old man with such a strong body would suddenly die.

The old man's name is Zhao Ziyu, he is Zhao Fengdemon's grandfather, when Zhao Fengdemon was in elementary school, he came into contact with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and only knew that his old man's name was only one word different from Zhao Zilong, the victorious general of Shu Han, but his fate was not half a point.

Zhao Feng's demon life is hard, his mother died in childbirth on the day he gave birth, and his father Zhao Pojia joined the army at the border, so everything was done by his grandfather behind his ass.

Zhao Fengyou was ignorant when he was a child, and always contradicted the old man, once Zhao Pojia went home for vacation, and saw Zhao Fengyou, who was angry with the old man, only to know that because he was not by his son's side all the year round, his son had become a little strange.

So there was the first long talk with his son, and the last long talk, because since this time, Zhao Pojia has never come back since he returned to the border, and what he came back was only his ashes and the news that he sacrificed his life for the country.

Zhao Fengyou clearly remembered that he was only nine years old at the time, but the words his father said to him seemed to open an unknown door for him.

Zhao Pojia was sitting on his own dilapidated mahogany chair, in front of him was Zhao Fengyou, who was sitting in the same precarious position as him, and his nine-year-old height made the chair he was sitting on a little empty, but Zhao Pojia clearly knew that the son in front of him was not inferior to himself in terms of momentum.

"Feng Demon, I know that you have always hated me in your heart, hated the number of times I have visited you for so many years, and hated me for not caring about you for so many years, but you have to remember that Dad loves you, but some things do not follow people's wishes, Dad is a soldier, you have to fulfill your duties, you can hate Dad, because I am indeed not a competent father, but you don't take this hatred for me out on your grandfather, this is not what a man should do."

Although Zhao Fengyou is young, he is precocious, and he can fully understand his father's words.

Zhao Fengyou nodded, did not respond, and seemed to agree with Zhao Pojia's words.

"It's not easy for the old man all these years." Zhao Pojia sighed, stood up, took out a yellowed photo album from his cabinet, and handed it to Zhao Fengyou, "I don't know if you can understand my words now, and I don't know if you will have a chance to say these words to you again in the future, all when you can understand what I mean." ”

"Your grandfather was a great man when he was young, and a large part of the reason why I chose to join the army and work so hard was also caused by your grandfather." Zhao Pojia knows that part of the reason why Zhao Fengyou will be like this to Zhao Ziyu and remove his relationship is that once a dead person happens in the village, Zhao Ziyu will always be found to preside over the white affairs.

Zhao Fengyou still didn't speak, but looked at the album he saw for the first time in front of him, the photos on it were all black and white, and the most common thing in the photos was a young man wearing glasses, wearing a Mao suit, meticulous, with a resolute and angular face, very similar to his father Zhao Pojia, and most of the background was the natural landscape of some mountains, rivers and lakes, many of which were single photos.

In the remaining part of the group photo, the man's clothes were changed to a military uniform, which was very spiritual, and most of the people standing with him were also soldiers, but the military uniform was very different from the military uniform that Zhao Pojia wore back.

"This is what your grandfather looked like when he was younger." Zhao Pojia pointed at the man and said, "Our Zhao family was originally a southern wang clan, and your grandfather was the young master of the Zhao family, who was infinitely beautiful at a young age, and was the deputy director of the Southern Feng Shui Bureau of another faction at that time. ”

"Feng Shui?" Zhao Fengyou made a childish voice.

"Feng Shui is extremely profound, your father and I will really not be able to explain it for a while, but you mainly remember that your grandfather is not what you see now, it is enough, our Zhao family is not what you see, we used to be a big family, a big family with scenery." Zhao Pojia said.

"Then why did we come to the Northeast?" Zhao Fengyou asked.

"At that time, in order not to bring trouble to the Zhao family, your grandfather came to us with me and kept me incognito, so he became the current Zhao Banxian." Zhao Pojia said.

"Why don't we go back to Zhao's house?" Zhao Fengyou asked.

"It all started when your dad and I were young." Zhao Pojia recalled.

I don't know when, Zhao Ziyu came to the house, stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Pojia's head, "The child is still young, what are you talking about, it's not too early, go back to sleep." ”

Zhao Pojia was very afraid of Zhao Ziyu, and was very obedient, stood up from the chair, and said with a smile: "The children are not young, they are all nine years old, and I was nine years old when I was nine years old. ”

"Can you compare then to now?" Zhao Ziyu glanced at Zhao Pojia with a bad face, "Besides, your character, if I don't take you with me, maybe you will cause me some trouble at home." ”

Zhao Pojia's snoring was very loud, that night Zhao Fengxian remembered that he slept very soundly, Zhao Pojia was shouted by a guard called Zhuangzi, Zhao Fengxian didn't know what Zhuangzi said to Zhao Pojia, anyway, the two talked outside for a long time, and Zhao Pojia resigned with Zhao Ziyu after he came back.

Zhao Fengyou can still remember what Zhao Pojia said to him when he left.

"Boy, you are also nine years old, you should be sensible, during the time of your father's absence, you have to learn to share your grandfather's worries, look at your grandfather, his beard is almost white." Zhao Pojia looked at Zhao Fengyou and said sternly.

Zhao Ziyu glanced at Zhao Fengyou, whose eyes were red, and said the sentence he wanted to ask the most, his voice was very soft, but his feelings were complicated, "When will you come back?" ”

"Come on, Dad, when the other side is completely stable, I will apply for discharge from the army and come back to educate this kid personally." Zhao Pojia said with a smile.

Zhao Fengyou remembered that when Zhao Pojia left, Zhao Ziyu looked at his back, his eyes were full of tears, this was the first time he saw his tough old man shed tears.

Perhaps, at that time, the old man clearly knew that his son, Zhao Fengdemon's father, Zhao Pojia would not come back.

In less than a week, Zhao Ziyu received the news that Zhao Pojia sacrificed his life for the country, and on that day, Zhao Fengyou suddenly had a fever.

Zhao Ziyu searched for the best doctors in the town before he reluctantly pulled Zhao Fengdemon back from the door of death.

On the day when Zhao Fengyou woke up, he knew that his eyes had become different, he could see some people who had already died, wandering around the town, he didn't tell Zhao Ziyu about this, but buried it deep in his heart, because he was afraid that his grandfather would find a way to restore his eyes to normal after knowing about it, and he was afraid that he would never see his father again, the Zhao Pojia who stood up to the sky.