Qufu, Shandong, the hometown of Confucius, bursts of heavy scholarly fragrance and elegant buildings, full of extraordinary cultural connotations, but for Runzi, in addition to opening the eyes, there is only a view left. After three turns and four turns, the two walked into a neat bungalow area, and before they took two steps, they saw a thin-haired old man on crutches leaning against the door and looking into the distance. Runzi's father hurriedly ran over and said, "My old squad leader, why did you come out, what happened to your family, are you old and sick?" ”

"Hehe, don't get in the way, don't get in the way, isn't that anxious waiting for you." Jiang Jiezheng saw Runzi's father, pretended to be relaxed, stretched out the half-lame calf, looked back, pointed at Runzi and asked, "Who is this young man?" ”

Runzi's father hurriedly pushed Runzi in front of him and said, "My son, Runzi, call Uncle Jiang quickly!" ”

"Uncle Jiang is good!" Runzi looked at the old man's charcoal black skin in front of him, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and sharp eyes, how he didn't look like a good person.

Jiang Jiezheng let out an "oh" and asked softly in his ear, "Fengzi, why did you bring the child?" ”

"It's not that he has to come along, I thought it would be good for him to come out and see the world, so I brought it here, you can just say anything!" Runzi's father saw that Jiang Jiezheng's face was ugly, and the dark circles under his eyes were very heavy, judging from the content of the telegram, this matter should not be trivial, and he couldn't solve it.

"It's a long story, and it's not something that can be explained clearly in a while, but it's a strange thing...... Let's go inside and chat. Saying that, Jiang Jiezheng opened the door and let the two of them in.

Runzi heard his father say that Jiang Jiezheng's life was dedicated to the army, and he was still a person until now, as for the reason, it was not that he was unwilling to marry, as the saying goes, "unfilial piety has three nos, and the queen is great", who doesn't want to leave a root for himself, but the world is impermanent.

When he first joined the army, he also had a relationship, and it reached the point of talking about marriage. The other party was a female medical soldier of the same company, but later in an emergency retreat, the daughter-in-law who did not pass through the door was hit in the head by a stray bullet, and she didn't even say a last word. Since then, he has been like a different person, silent all day long, as if everyone owes him money, not only in the army, but also on the battlefield, he also seems to have gone crazy. No matter how fierce the battle was and how ferocious the enemy was, he was at the forefront, and no one could stop him, and he completely became a "superman", and the rain of bullets and bullets was like a drizzle in front of him. God still has mercy on the miserable people, after so many years, only one leg was broken, and it did not hurt his life, not only did he not sacrifice meritorious deeds, but he gained a lot.

But he didn't care about these at all, just thinking about it all day long, wanting to see his daughter-in-law who hadn't passed through the door. But the pressure of reality made his personality change 180 degrees, not only to his subordinates, but also to his superiors, and sometimes he couldn't make sense, so he scolded people, and even to the point of pulling out a gun, which made everyone not want to see him, and in the end not only did he not get promoted, but he was given a big demerit and discharged from the army early.

In the past few years, Jiang Jiezheng has been single, guarding this old house, although he lives alone, the house is clean (in fact, there is no furniture), a kang, a cupboard, three small benches, a so-called table made of bricks is scattered with a cigarette stick and a box of tobacco, and there is not even a tea bowl to drink.

Jiang Jiezheng arrived in the house, put the crutches on the kang, took the dry tobacco on the table and smoked it himself, there was no due hospitality at all, Runzi's father and Runzi had already thought of it, and they didn't care. He sat cross-legged, spit out two smoke rings, and waited for another minute before he said with a difficult face: "Actually, I notified you this time just to find you to give me an analysis and analysis, I am afraid that I will misestimate and delay others." ”

Runzi's father thought to himself, as expected, this matter is not trivial, but after getting along with Jiang Jiezheng for so many years, what can make him so distressed, he really can't figure out the way, is it because he is too lonely and wants to find someone to talk to the matchmaker, this idea is too ridiculous, needless to say, he knows that he thinks too much.

Runzi on the side smiled "poof", obviously thinking of it with Runzi's father.

Father Runzi pretended to be calm and asked: "Eh, my old squad leader, you used to tell a few of us that when the sky falls, there are naturally tall people staring, what can be difficult for you, I think you are still too worried." ”

Jiang Jie looked at Runzi's father upright, as if he had thought of something, his eyes became sharper, and said, "Do you still remember the 'depressing wind lantern' I mentioned to you when you were a soldier?" ”

When Junko heard this word for the first time, she thought she had misheard it, and asked in a low voice, "Magical wind lantern, what is it?" ”

Runzi's father coughed, made a look, signaled Runzi not to interject, and answered: "Of course remember, I still chased you for a long time at that time!" ”

Jiang Jiezheng seemed to remember the past when he was a soldier, smiled and said, "Since Runzi wants to know, you can talk to him." ”

As soon as the conversation began, Runzi's father recalled the past......

In the 30th year of the Republic of China, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression entered a scorching period, and the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party during this period seemed to be about to leave, in order to maintain the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War, part of the communist army south of the Yangtze River began to move to the north, and Runzid, who had just joined the army for less than half a year, was also among them, and the weather was extremely cold, and his large army rested on a flat land between the mountain passes.

"Fengzi, I think it's snowing soon!" Jiang Jiezheng was carrying a rifle on his back and said to Runzi's father, who was walking at the end of the line.

"It's so cold, I don't know if I'll meet a devil." Runzi's father exhaled a cold breath and hugged his body.

"Now we are enemies on both sides, and it is not a good thing to meet anyone, let's take one step at a time!"

"This mountain is really high, is it Yellow Mountain?"

"What is Yellow Mountain, but also Green Mountain, this is an ordinary small mountain forest."

"Who speaks!" The company commander at the front of the line asked sternly.

Jiang Jiezheng "booed" at Runzi's father, and the team continued to move forward.

The patrol set out from the mountain col and patrolled from north to west, and it rained for a day and did not stop until evening, and the mountain roads were muddy, but everyone was very energetic in order to ensure the safety of the large army and avoid being attacked by the enemy. Soon after, the team suddenly stopped, and the company commander instructed everyone to hide, and Jiang Jiezheng and Runzi's father, who were at the end of the line, immediately burrowed into the grass on the side of the road and waited solemnly.

The two of them looked at each other, not knowing what was happening, only to see a little light appear in front of the road, and the white firelight slowly drifted closer. Jiang Jiezheng's eyes widened, and he muttered in his heart, how can this thing look so evil. Because in general, the firelight is yellowish and warm, but the firelight in front of you is eerie white, adding a touch of coldness to the cold winter night.