Chapter 4: Beaming

The death of the old squad leader is the biggest blow to me since I lived. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment I learned of his death, I even felt that the sky was gray.

The old squad leader is my master, my benefactor, I was saved by him, and he ate maggots with me.

This kind of master-apprentice and comrade-in-arms is unforgettable for a lifetime, and blood is thicker than water for a lifetime. It was cultivated little by little on the battlefield, and it was watered in the melting pot of the barracks with painstaking efforts that were redder than molten iron.

It is no exaggeration to say that the death of the squad leader is no different from digging out my heart.

This funeral took away all my hopes, all my sustenance and support.

Because of this, at the old squad leader's wedding banquet, I was extremely lonely and depressed.

I looked up at the sky, there was a white banner in the sky, I looked down at the ground, and there was newly scattered paper money on the ground.

I looked up and saw in front of me the coffin of the old squad leader and the black and white appearance of him and his bride. I turned back, and behind me was the hoarse and miserable music of the mourning orchestra.

On this gray day, the lead singer took the microphone and shouted the same tune over and over again: "Today is a good day!" Anything you want can come true! Today is a good day......"

Ay! Where did he find the "Bichi" orchestra! If it weren't for the face of Zhao Haikun and his fathers and fellow villagers, I really wanted to grab a kitchen knife and bleed them one by one!

In this background music that made me particularly bored, Zhao Hong and I were eating the wedding banquet bitterly, sitting on the stool, but we were both fidgeting with needles in our buttocks.

"What the is this (harmony)!" I drank a glass of wine and complained to Zhao Hong: "It's obviously a funeral, it's the same as the Spring Festival Gala, is there such a trend in the countryside now?" ”

Compared with my discomfort, Zhao Hong showed amazing endurance and adaptability.

He even patted me on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Okay, Lao Tian!" Now the countryside is like this, the dead are not married with the underworld, in order to let the people in the village come to cheer, the red and white things are all singing some festive songs, in a hurry, and there is a content of 'not suitable for children' at night......"

I glanced at him and said angrily, "You are so good, do you often attend funerals?" ”

Zhao Hong waved his hand and said, "No, the last time I participated, it was when my second uncle's dog died." ”

I was stunned and said, "Your second uncle's dog died and you still have a funeral?" ”

Zhao Hong nodded and said, "Of course, my second uncle is a decent person, after the dog dies!" He was sad and sent it personally. also asked my nephew to wear linen and wear filial piety as a filial son, and the flowing water banquet lasted for three days! That scene is much more beautiful than the old squad leader's house! ”

"Get out!" I said angrily: "Don't take a dog to insult the old squad leader!" ”

Zhang Hong looked at the state of my red eyes, and knew that he had said the wrong thing, he cheated his tongue, stopped talking, lowered his head and sandwiched a piece of beef from the banquet, and prepared to eat.

But at this time, I looked at the cooked red beef, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"Don't eat that beef!" I hurriedly stopped him and said, "The things at this banquet are 'not very clean', you eat less meat!" ”

Zhao Hong listened to my words, and directly opened his eyes and said, "Huh? But I've eaten so much! What's not clean? It won't be fatal, right?! ”

I'll go! It's too fast. I didn't pay attention, and I didn't look at it without a word.

But at this point, I don't regret anything, so I can only smile and tell him: "There is a saying that 'enjoy happiness on the lips and suffer sins below', you should cherish it yourself!" ”

After speaking, I stood up and prepared to leave the "wedding banquet" that bothered me.

Zhao Hong looked at the figure I was about to leave, and hurriedly said, "Where are you going!" What's wrong with this food? ”

I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so I simply responded to him all the way: "I'll look at the king's roar!" ”

Then I left the table.

But just as I was about to turn into the side room of the Zhao family, my blistering ears suddenly heard the main body on the mourning hall howl again!

The lead singer shouted: "To commemorate today's joyous day, in order to express our feelings of longing!" Let's enter the song ordering time, if any fellow wants to express his blessings to the newcomer, you can order a song! Fifty-one songs! Led by a famous musician from the village......"

His words made me completely angry!

At that time, I immediately turned around and threw Zhao Hong a hundred yuan and asked him to find that musician to "order songs"!

"Let that 'deflated calf' sing 'Joyful' to me twice in a row! I said that if the king heard the roar behind the courtyard, he would be able to wake up! "I don't have a good airway.

Zhao Hong looked at the expression that I wanted to cut people, and didn't dare to say anything, he took the money and went to the lead singer.

…… Under the cheerful and joyful background, the anger in my heart calmed down a little. Only then did he turn around, pass through the bustling banquet, enter a small courtyard, and come to the room where Wang Roar was lying.

As soon as I entered the small courtyard, the first thing I saw was the virtuous red leaves guarding the door of Wang Yao's room.

After coming to Zhao's house, during the time when Zhao Hong and I were "stabilizing our emotions", Hongye was not idle. She once again showed good social skills, and together with Zhao Haikun, she arranged the unconscious Wang Roar into the room in the east room, and settled him down first, she had already told Zhao Haihu about Wang Roar's situation, but she didn't tell the Zhao family about the character called "Old Nineteen".

She didn't let me worry about the whole process, and by the time I knew all this, Zhao Haiju and she had already gone to deal with Wang Yao's matter.

In my heart, I am once again grateful for Momiji's logistics work, and I have to say that she is a very good "comrade-in-arms", and she has done many things very well and caringly.

What is combat friendship, this is called combat friendship!

At this time, the red leaves were standing under a pomegranate tree in the middle of the courtyard of Zhaojiatao, drawing circles with their feet with a gloomy face. That expression seemed to go back to when I first met her.

I know why she wasn't happy.

From Hebei all the way to Lunan, the belief that supports Hongye is to believe that my old squad leader can cure the "White Food Gu", and believe that I can help her solve the crisis about the "Snake Girl Xiao Jiu'er".

And with the death of my old squad leader, all this is already very slim.

However, compared to the loss of red leaves, I am much more optimistic, because after all, although the old squad leader is gone, the squad leader's brother Zhao Haikun is still there, and he, as a "monk" from the same temple, should know some knowledge about this......

And because I had such thoughts, I was not infected by the pessimistic atmosphere of Momiji, and even pretended to smile and greeted him and said, "Thank you for your hard work!" ”

Momiji glanced at me, lowered his head again, and pulled the ground with his long legs: "Relieved yourself so quickly?" Don't pretend to laugh if you don't slow down, it's worse than crying. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal: "How is Wang Roar?" ”

Hongye nodded at the house beside him and said, "In the house, Zhao Haikun is giving him 'Ba Ai', but he said, let's not get too hopeful." He doesn't heal the 'Eating Curse'. ”

I nodded, turned around and prepared to go in, but I looked at the lonely expression of the red leaves out of the corner of my eye, and I went and returned.

I shook her shoulder lightly and said, "You don't have to worry about Gu, since I have promised, I will definitely do it." ”

Momiji nodded and smiled at me.

To be honest, I couldn't see any hope on her smiling face.

But now, that's all I can do.

…… In desperation, I walked into Wang Yao's ward alone and in a lonely mood.

This house is not big, and there is only one kang in it, which seems to be only for guests. As soon as I entered the door, I immediately saw Wang Roar lying on the kang with a pale face. And beside him, Zhao Haikun sat in a wheelchair, holding an Ai Tuan that kept smoking the Yongquan acupoint at his feet.

I don't know why, Zhao Haikun's face was very gloomy, so gloomy that I looked at it and felt uneasy.

In my apprehension, I whispered, "Uncle! ”

My words made Zhao Haikun tremble, he raised his eyes to look at me, and immediately corrected: "Don't call me uncle, call me old Zhao Yicheng, you and Haipeng have never performed the master and apprentice ceremony, at best, it is 'private', I can't afford the word uncle." ”

Zhao Haikun's words made me feel very uncomfortable, but everyone said so, and I couldn't refute anything.

However, it is definitely not possible to call Lao Zhao! So after thinking about it, I called him Brother Kun for the rest of his life.

Zhao Haikun smiled, and finally didn't shirk.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I didn't ask him about Wang Yan's illness, but came up and asked, "Brother Kun...... Can you tell me how my old squad leader died? ”

I have been holding back this sentence for a long time.

Since I learned about the death of the squad leader, I have always wanted to ask this question, but Zhao Haiyu has been busy with the affairs of the king roaring with the red leaves, and the owner of the family is not idle, and I am in a depressed mood, so I didn't ask immediately.

Now that I have time, I will inevitably ask this question, I very much want to know, what happened to the Zhao family in the past few days? Why is my old squad leader gone for no reason?!

My words made Zhao Haikun sigh, and his expression became more melancholy.

From his expression, I could see that the death of the old squad leader must have something unspeakable.

After sighing a few times, Zhao Haikun finally spoke: "You are not an ordinary outsider, so I will tell you the truth." The second child committed suicide three days ago, and he ...... Hang yourself from the beams of this house! ”

Zhao Haikun's words made me like five thunders.

Suddenly, I looked up in amazement and looked at the main beam with the thickness of the bowl above my head.

A cold breath instantly passed from the white wood into my heart.

Old squad leader...... Suicide? Hang oneself?! Why is that?! Why!

Then, I drooped my head and said weakly, "In the end...... What's going on? ”

When Zhao Haikun heard this, he also lowered his head, looked at me, and slowly said the whole incident.

…… After my old squad leader Zhao Haipeng was discharged from the army, he went to Jinan to work.

I know the old squad leader's kung fu, he is very good, especially the craftsmanship of the "red case" and "knife work", no one I have seen can match it.

Because of this, the old squad leader was smooth sailing in the hotel, and soon earned more than 10,000 yuan a month.

During this period, he relied on his own income to build a three-story tiled house for his brother in his hometown. He also talked about a few quite decent objects, which had a lot of money for the old Zhao family and revitalized the momentum of the Zhao family.

But just half a year ago, the old squad leader suddenly resigned from his job in Jinan and returned to his hometown of Shirengu alone.

And the squad leader who returned to his hometown was like two people from before. In Zhao Haikun's words...... His second brother seemed to have lost his soul and was downcast.