Chapter 349: Once Upon a Time in Love (2)
The sorrow and pain on Mr. Lin's face infected Bai Ling, the tenderness of the iron man is like this, a man full of blood all his life, after losing his beloved, the pain and longing that are beyond words have tormented Mr. Lin for decades. γFengyun Reading Network. γ
Bai Ling sat down next to Old Man Lin and said in surprise: "Huh? Bai Ling is a little messy in the wind now, the person in this photo has big eyes, two braids hanging down on his chest, neat bangs just above the eyebrows, the slightly upturned corners of the mouth show that the owner is in a happy mood, and the most intoxicating thing is that there are two deep dimples on the face with baby fat. It's good-looking, isn't it the most amazing, what makes Bai Ling scream is how does this person look like her, and how does he look like her mother Bai Han?
"Curious, right?" Old Man Lin smiled bitterly.
"Grandma Lin, is it not our grandma's sister?" Bai Ling took the photo in Old Man Lin's hand, and couldn't wait to stare at it.
"I don't know, I was so suspicious when I saw your mother. Over the years, I have not stopped searching, but I have found nothing. But it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that I promised her that I would only have one woman for the rest of my life, and that was enough. Old Man Lin had a desolate smile on his face.
"Grandpa, do you take care of us so much because my mother and Grandma Lin look alike?" Bai Ling asked in a low voice.
Old Man Lin touched Bai Ling's head and said with a smile: "It was true at the beginning, but it wasn't anymore later, just because you really treat me as an elder, and I really love you." β
"Grandpa! Thank you! Bai Ling said gratefully, and suddenly remembered something, Bai Ling quickly stood up and said: "Grandpa, I seem to remember, there seems to be an old photo album in our house, which seems to be a photo of my grandmother when she was young, and there seems to be a similar one to her in it, I was still muttering at the time." How could the photographic technology at that time be so good that two identical people could appear in one photo. β
"Is there really one?" Old Man Lin's heart once again rose with hope.
"Wait a minute. I'll go upstairs to get the keys! Bai Ling climbed upstairs and took the key. When he came down, Old Man Lin was already ready, and Xiao Zhou had already arranged the car.
arrived at the courtyard where Bai Ling lived with his mother. From inside a bunch of keys. I found a few smaller keys, tried them a few times, and finally opened the door.
"Xiao Zhou, uncle, help bring out all the three big boxes in me, thank you!" Bai Ling politely requested, although the three boxes were large, they contained books and some photo albums, as well as some old objects.
After Xiao Zhou went in alone, one by one. Placed directly in the middle of the courtyard, Bai Ling opened the box. I searched one by one, and finally found about five or six photo albums in the second box. Among them, there is one of the most shabby ones, placed at the bottom, Bai Ling opened it and took a look, on it was a photo of Bai Ling's grandparents and grandmother, and there were no photos that were very similar to his grandmother.
Bai Ling is no longer opportunistic, flipping through albums and albums. Old Man Lin was not idle, and followed along.
Xiao Zhou wanted to help. But I don't know what Old Man Lin is looking for, so I can't help for a while; I want to ask the old leader what he is looking for. But seeing that the old leader was anxious, he didn't dare to ask.
For a while, Bai Ling only took care of himself flipping through the photo album, and didn't notice the strange appearance of the old man Lin next to him, until Bai Ling finished flipping through one photo album and changed to another volume, he didn't notice the strange appearance of the old man Lin.
"Grandpa, grandpa!" Bai Ling hurriedly pinched Old Man Lin's people, "Grandpa, don't be excited, I wouldn't have brought you over if I knew it." "What kind of affection can make the person who died decades ago still deeply imprinted in the heart of Old Man Lin.
After the initial excitement, Old Man Lin slowly calmed down and gently stopped talking about the photos in the album. Mr. Lin can already confirm that the girl in this photo is her deceased wife Emma. Emma is a foreign name, because Emma is a Chinese abroad, learned a body of medicine, participated in the international revolution, after the War of Resistance Against Japan, he was transferred to Huaxia Kingdom, and has been in the rear, fighting with the disease with a scalpel.
Bai Ling saw a long piece of hair with a few wavy curls on it, and a bow tied on the top of his head.
"Is this grandma? Are you sure it's not my grandmother? Bai Ling asked cautiously.
"It's your grandmother, the first time I saw her, I was wearing this dress, she took a boat to Shanghai, and I went with a few brothers to pick her up. When Emma came down from the tall cruise ship, I felt like she was like a fairy, falling from the sky, so I was very familiar with this dress and dressing, this is one of them; Second, have you ever seen a laughing birthmark on her left hand with a bottle cap and not on your grandmother's hand? In this way, if I am not sure that this is your grandmother, I guess your grandmother will scold me in the spirit of heaven. After the initial sadness, Old Man Lin became very calm, and the expression on his face softened a lot when he told about the incident with Emma.
"Grandpa, take this album away, this album is more important to you!" Bai Ling took it upon himself to give the album to Old Man Lin, because Bai Ling thought that these things could only be reflected if they were given to the people who needed them the most. Mr. Lin has lost his wife and son, and his only thoughts are the two-inch photo in his wallet.
"Thank you, Little Spirit!" Old Man Lin hurriedly said, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the dust on it, and stood up.
"Grandpa, if it is calculated according to the seniority of relatives, you should be my aunt and grandfather!" Bai Ling snapped his fingers, the husband of his grandmother's sister should be called aunt and grandfather.
"Don't bother so much, you better continue to call me grandpa. Emma's family, only you and your mother are left, they are my relatives, and I will protect you for the rest of my life until the moment I close my eyes, which is what I owe Emma. Old Man Lin hugged the photo album in his arms tightly and said slowly.
"Okay, grandpa, tell me what kind of person grandma is?" Bai Ling was curious about the woman in the photo and wanted to hear the story between her and her grandfather.
"Emma is a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and we have maintained a very good relationship since we first met; When we first started, when we were resisting the Japanese attack, I was given an order from above that we must hold for ten hours before reinforcements arrive; We ran out of ammunition, the enemy pressed up, and the only thing we could do was hand-to-hand combat. Fortunately, in our regiment, I usually have a big knife on my waist, I like knife skills, so I have studied a set of knife techniques to deal with bayonets, which is very simple, meet them head-on, come with bayonets, dodge, and look at them with a knife, there are only two movements. But if you want to practice well, it will take effort, but it is much easier than practicing bayonet fighting. Hundreds of people, fighting with Little Japan for more than three hours, killed red eyes, I was stabbed in the abdomen in order to save a brother at the time, and I was shot once, I lost too much blood and fainted. When the reinforcements arrived, many people were red-eyed and finally won. At the time of victory, they didn't find me, everyone thought I was dead, only Emma, who didn't give up, looked for me one by one from the corpse, and finally found me in the pile of dead people. At that time, I had lost so much blood that I was about to die, but Emma was not convinced and had surgery under extremely difficult conditions. Emma kept encouraging me, and I deserved to die, and she really saved me. Old Man Lin sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, telling about the battle situation, and Bai Ling could see the tragedy and tragedy of the battle from Old Man Lin's eyes.
"Then grandpa, I heard that the name Emma should be a foreign name, don't you know grandma's Chinese name?" Bai Ling was a little puzzled, even if it is Chinese, there are still Chinese surnames and names abroad.
"At that time, he was sent by the Comintern, in order to protect her family, her home was in Germany, which was an ally of the Nazi Party Hitler and Japan, Italy, and it was understandable not to say it, so I didn't know Emma's Chinese name in the end. But now I know, Yang Rose is really as beautiful as a rose! Old Man Lin had a satisfied smile on his face, Rose, what a nice name.
"That Cheng Shiyun, what's different from grandma?" Bai Ling asked.
Old Man Lin shook his head and said, "First of all, she has not experienced the rain of bullets, so she does not have the kind of perseverance that is not even afraid of death; Second, although the face is similar, but the personality is not the same, when Emma and I are together, they are looking at me, not talking; Third, no matter how similar they look, their hearts for me are worlds apart, Emma can risk her life to protect me and save me, but one is just close to me, wanting to rely on her son a little. β
"I see, I originally wanted to match you!" Bai Ling suddenly realized and said, almost doing a thankless job.
"Don't, if that's the case, I'm really going to be late. At first, I was indeed shocked by Cheng Shiyun's appearance, and I couldn't help but look at her, but what I thought in my mind was, if Emma was still alive now, would she be the same as she is now, with gray hair and wrinkles on her face? Old Man Lin explained, "That's all, I really don't have any other ideas, if I wanted to find it, I would have looked for it a long time ago." When we are engaged in revolution, we have no time and no energy; After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhao Datou and Brother Qin, which one of them didn't often introduce me, they were all rejected by me. I could survive when I was young, let alone 10,000 years. No matter how good a woman is, she is not as good as Emma in my heart. (To be continued)