The old man Zou at the door of the room and Zou's mother interrupted the two young people who were showing affection, and if they didn't stop it, something big would happen.

When Zou Wenfang and the others heard the coughing sound outside, they immediately bounced away, and like good babies, they stood in front of the two old men with their heads down.

The two old men were also awakened by the loud noise just now, and they all knew what Chen Shilian had just said to Zou Wenfang.

"You all come to the study, I have something to tell you." After the old man Zou finished speaking, he left with Zou Mu first.

Zou Wenfang and Chen Shilian glanced at each other, smiled, and walked out side by side. Both of them couldn't help but hold hands together and walked towards the study.

When he arrived at the study, Zou Wenfang still refused to let go of Chen Shilian's hand, and Chen Shilian had no choice but to lower her head and let him lead her.

The two old men were also happy to see the two children making progress so quickly, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ahem, you're all about to get married, and we two old people can't control you so much, anyway, you just pay attention to moderation yourself." Old man Zou saw that the two little ones were shrinking turtles, and it was not easy to continue, so he changed the subject, "We have all heard what you said at night, in fact, this is not a secret, but Xue Hui and the three sisters in the study room were afraid that I, the old man, would not be able to bear the pain of losing my son, so they never mentioned it again." Actually, it's nothing, old man, I haven't seen any storms and waves in the past few decades, not to mention that I don't believe that they are dead at all. ”

Zou Mu also spoke at this time, "Old man, why are you so stubborn? After all these years, they didn't hear from them at all, so they left those notebooks. You say you don't believe they're dead, but you never dare look at those things. Do you yourself feel very heartbroken? ”

As she spoke, Zou Mother Yang Xuehui cried by herself.

"Do you know the study? In the days when the bad news came back, your father locked himself in his study, didn't eat, and didn't take care of people. This old man was originally a middle-aged man in his forties, and his gray hair grew overnight. I and your sisters looked at him like that, not to mention how sad I felt in my heart. ”

Zou Liangshi also hurts his daughter-in-law, grabbed Zou's mother's hand and patted it gently. But he still said, "Okay, okay, do you want me to cry in front of my son and daughter-in-law?" ”

The two little ones looked at the old man with a straight face, and they didn't dare to speak much, but listened quietly.

Zou's mother also burst into laughter, she remembered that Zou Liangshi was able to write and martial arts when he was young, and he was humorous, and he was picked up by himself, and she always felt that she was a very happy woman.

But that bad news ruined all the good things.

During that time, the old man at home directly changed his personality, and it was obvious that he was hit hard. He became less talkative, and the atmosphere in the house was much quieter.

After a few days, the old man felt like he had recovered from his injuries, he talked more, and the atmosphere in the house became better. However, strangely enough, he became very fond of girls, and cared for all three daughters. When other families brought girls to the house, he was happy. Before the daughters got married, the atmosphere at home was very good.

Later, a few months after Zou Wenfang was born, Old Man Zou went directly to meet his old lover Shui Mei to celebrate her daughter's birthday.

Mother Zou has always been very glad that she can marry such an excellent husband, and she doesn't care about these. She knew that he had always been bitter in his heart, but he just didn't want to say it.

Today, it was the old man who wanted to tell his youngest son about the incident. When Zou's mother saw that her son and daughter-in-law were here, she insisted on forcing the old man to tell what was in her heart. She doesn't make trouble, she doesn't hang herself, she just has to cry. She believed that he would open his heart today.

Thinking so, Zou's mother continued to wipe her tears with a handkerchief and said, "You said it yourself, why did you suddenly like your daughter and not your son so much?" ”

The old man said casually because he couldn't make up any reason for his career: "How good my daughter is, she is obedient and knows how to honor me, of course I like my daughter." ”

"I knew you were lying when I looked at your eyes, after so many years of husband and wife, you couldn't hide it from me. Isn't it because of the matter between Yulin and Yuchun, you can't accept it for a while? Old man, you are so bitter in your heart, don't hold it in your heart, we can all bear it with you? ”

Chen Shilian also walked to the other side of Zou's mother at this time, shook hands with the two old men, and comforted softly: "Yes, uncle, we are still here, you can tell us that you are bitter in your heart, it is not good to hold it alone." ”

Chen Shilian saw that Zou Wenfang was still stunned in place, and gave him a look anxiously.

Zou Wenfang hurriedly stepped forward at this time and wanted to shake with them, but there was no space between the three of them on the other side of the desk, and it was difficult for him to squeeze together with them. So he walked to Chen Shilian's side and said to the old man: "Yes, Dad, it feels better to say it." ”

Zou Liangshi was still silent, but his eyes were directly moist. He remembered what the two brothers Yulin and Yuchun looked like when they were children, and for a while, the old tears were rampant, like a flood that broke the embankment, out of control.

The other three stopped talking, everyone's eyes were red, and tears were left behind.

When Zou Mu saw that her old man was finally willing to cry in front of everyone, she cried with joy, laughed, and cried.

Zou Wenfang finally knew the truth of the matter, he knew that his father, mother and sister were not really isolated from him, they all had hardships, and his knot for so many years could be regarded as untied. He cried because he wanted to, so he cried. There is the joy of untying the knots in my heart, the sadness of working hard for my father for so many years, and more the joy of knowing that I am no longer lonely.

Chen Shilian is a sentimental person, and her uncle has buried the bitterness in her heart for so many years, but today she finally saw it and vented it, she was really happy for him.

After everyone's emotions were adjusted, Old Man Zou blushed and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry." It's been so many years, what's not to think about. Where did we just go? ”

Zou Wenfang's memory is really good, and he said directly: "Eh, you don't believe that your brother is dead." ”

"You stinky boy remember it so clearly," Old Man Zou said in a somewhat praising tone this time, "Yes, the two brothers went to the revolution with a few of your cousins. During the war years, news was closed, and after they went out, they never sent back any letters. A few years later, they had something to send back for the first time, but it was those things. Although war kills people, I just don't believe that, old man. How could my son of Zou Liangshi die so easily? I haven't seen those things once since they were sent. Scholar, do you believe in Daddy? ”

Zou Wenfang felt that his father was completely different from him, "I believe it, of course I believe it." I've read those notebooks many times, and I've always found them very kind, and now that I know that they were written by my brother, I have a vague feeling that they might still be alive. Although it was only their diary, there was nothing special mentioned, and there was no implicit message. It's just that these things don't look like relics at all. This strikes me as strange. ”

"Oh, you say, what's so strange?"

"I don't know, I can't say it. Hey, don't many people who go to join the army write a suicide note? The only ones sent back were these few notes, and there was no suicide note at all. I think there must be something strange in those notebooks, or it is like the ancient ones who used a special pen to write, and the words appeared when they were stained with water and roasted on fire; Or maybe there's some special mark that I don't recognize. ”

As he spoke, the other three people also took the notebooks and looked at them.

Chen Shilian's eyes were sharp, and she found that the notebook on the notebook didn't know when a few tears dripped down, so she quickly picked it up and wiped it with her sleeve. Suddenly, she noticed a small black dot in the lower left corner, she thought it was dripping ink, wiped it with her hand, and found that it had been dry for a long time. She casually continued to flip through the pages, and she noticed that each page had small horizontal bars or small black dots, or they could be blank. She was shocked for a moment, she seemed to have seen this somewhere. She couldn't think of it for a while, so she said:

"You see, there is a small mark in the lower left corner of each page of notes, are those small horizontal bars and small black dots the special marks that the study just mentioned?"

Zou Wenfang slapped his head and said excitedly: "Oh, I've read it so many times, and I still think it's the one, two, three of the pages of the book when I look at it now." Is it just that these things can also convey a message? ”

The old man was still well-informed, "If I'm not mistaken, these are Morse codes, and telegraph transmission relies on these small signals." It's just that we, who will understand these things? ”

Zou Mu was excited all of a sudden, "Then let's write down those marks first, and ask people everywhere, sooner or later there will be a day when we will know." ”

Chen Shilian immediately found paper and pen, "You read it in the study, and I will write it." ”

The two old men stood and looked at them, their eyes full of anticipation.

Zou Wenfang opened one of the books and said, "Okay, I'll start it." This one is: bar, point, bar, point, point, point, point, point, point, point That's all, have you written it? ”

"Well, I've got it all in mind."

"Then I'll read the next one. This book is: point, horizontal bar, then empty, then point, horizontal bar," Zou Wenfang felt that something was wrong, so he flipped through the next one, it turned out to be the same "point, horizontal bar", kept repeating, "Well, the back is the same, then it seems that this is the information of 'point, horizontal bar'." ”

After that, three more messages were recorded: "point, point, point, point, point, bar"; "point, point, point, point, point, point, point, point, point" and "bar, point, point, bar".

The four of them looked at this little bit of barrage, staring at the small words with big eyes, and they didn't know what it meant.