Old Yang's body trembled slightly.

It was as if there was something more in my throat, and I couldn't spit it out.

He took a slight sip of Erguotou, the spicy smell made him cry, and finally took Tang Xiao's napkin and wiped it, wanting to say something, but finally speechless.

A cool breeze blew, and there was a chill outside.

An Jianwu, who had been smiling all the time, also fell silent at this moment.

His expression was still calm, but he subconsciously pulled it out of his pocket.

However.

Didn't pull out anything.

In a trance, he thought that he had quit smoking.

Since having bronchitis last year, the family has hidden all their cigarettes.

He finally looked at An Xiao, with a slight hint of pleading in his eyes: "Take a pack of cigarettes." ”

An Xiao was silent for a long time, but in the end, he still shook his head firmly: "You can't smoke." ”

After An Jianwu saw An Xiao's expression, his expression squirmed slightly, and his throat suddenly became a little dry: "Today is different." ”

An Xiao continued to be silent for a moment, finally stood up, and slowly walked towards the back room, and not long after, she took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and handed it to An Jianwu: "Grandma knows that she will scold you." ”

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way......" An Jianwu shook his head, skillfully took out one, lit it and handed it to Yang Lao: "Old Yang, come one." ”

"Okay."

Cigarettes rise.

The room fell silent again.

No one spoke, let alone picked up vegetables, just silently looked at these two old men, who were already in their prime.

They have too many stories to be buried in the sand.

Zhou Yang sat on the chair and remembered the scene with tears in the eyes of the teachers who listened to the lecture when he took the open class of "Golden Fishhook" that year.

At that time, he didn't understand, and felt that those teachers were a little fake, and even pretentious.

A lesson, just an article, how can people cry when they listen to it?

As he grew older, he finally began to understand something, and he finally understood the text.

Some people are gone.

But there are some things that must be remembered.

Forgetting, although not entirely tantamount to betrayal, is a deep sorrow.

The two old men smoked cigarettes silently.

Time passed little by little, and soon, a cigarette was finished, An Jianwu subconsciously smoked the cigarette case, but found that the cigarette case was empty.

He smiled wryly.

Anxiao only left them two cigarettes.

"Xiao Zhou, this story is very good, very good......" He looked at Zhou Yang and nodded again and again: "Lao Yang, are you okay?" ”

"It's strange that this smoke and wine are smoky, I'm okay ......" Old Yang's body was still trembling slightly, but after hearing An Jianwu's voice, he shook his head, and then looked at Zhou Yang: "Little Zhou......"

"Grandpa Yang." Zhou Yang looked at Elder Yang and sat up slightly straight.

"Just now, I felt that you were watching all this from the side, watching the old squad leader slowly close his eyes, and then tell this story......" Yang Lao raised his hand, his voice was slightly hoarse, but finally he sighed faintly: "That fish hook, I have always kept it...... It's at home, I'll bring it to you......"

"Old Yang, eat first."

"Bring it and eat it again." Yang Lao was extremely stubborn, staggered to his feet, and then walked towards the gate.

"Zhibin is going to send Grandpa Yang."

“……”

An Zhibin nodded, he originally supported Yang Lao, but Yang Lao shook his head, he didn't need any support, and his waist was straight.

Trance......

From his back, Zhou Yang saw the figure in the grass, struggling to move forward step by step.

"Grandpa An, the food is cold, I'll go and heat it up."

"Okay."

Tang Xiao looked at An Jianwu, then at Zhou Yang and An Xiao, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen with the dishes.

When Tang Xiao left, the atmosphere present suddenly became a little inexplicably awkward.

"Xiao Zhou, your grandfather used to be a soldier, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Yang nodded, the grandfather of this world is indeed a soldier, but he died too early, and Zhou Yang has no impression.

"People of that era?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, that's good." An Jianwu looked at Zhou Yang and nodded silently, and then looked at An Xiao: "The story that Xiao Zhou told just now should indeed be selected into the textbook, and the fish hook should also be put into the military museum like the end of the story...... You go and implement it. ”

"Well, I'll communicate this matter to the relevant departments......" An Xiao nodded.

"By the way, what are the kids learning now?"

“……”

Zhou Yang sat next to An Xiao and silently listened to An Xiao and An Jianwu talking.

There's a lot of content and secrets in it.

Zhou Yang didn't know whether he should listen to these words or not, or he would be like Sister Tang Xiao and go to heat a hot dish.

As soon as he was about to get up, he was pressed down by An Xiao, he looked up at An Xiao, who was still talking to his grandfather, and sat down honestly, but his brain couldn't help but think nonsense.

Just now, Mr. An's hand was pressed on his leg......

About ten minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house.

Yang Lao walked into the house with a box in one hand.

He put down the box, and then pulled out a rusty, but preserved, sewing needle from inside.

"It's the needle......"

…………………………

Dinner was a long time coming.

Ate it for more than two hours.

After eating, Zhou Yang, An Xiao, An Zhibin, and Tang Xiao were taken to the study by An Jianwu.

An Jianwu's study is very spacious, a few people sit in it and it is not crowded, and there are many books hidden at the same time, including the old version of "Four Books and Five Classics", "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", "Zizhi Tongjian", "Three Kingdoms", and now "Capital" and "Faith......

Zhou Yang even saw a book called "Overlord".

The most epochal movie "Overlord" in the Chinese film industry is adapted from this book.

An Jianwu personally made a cup of tea for everyone, it seemed that it was affected by Fang Cai's "Golden Fish Hook", Yang Lao's mood was still low, and after taking a sip of tea, he sighed faintly, wanting to say something, but he held it in his heart and couldn't say anything.

"Old Yang...... Say whatever you want. ”

"Comrade Jiang Cai left a few days ago, and when I was helping to clean up Comrade Jiang Cai's belongings, I found a diary, which contained a story about the 9th Company of the 4th Battalion of the 140th Regiment...... This should be during that special period, someone handed the diary to Comrade Jiang Cai, for some reason, Comrade Jiang Cai didn't have time to read it, and then it was stacked, this story, I read it very uncomfortable...... I have seen those old comrades with my own eyes and watched them leave......" Yang Lao took out a neat thing wrapped in cloth from his pocket.

Carefully unwrapping the cloth bag, revealing an old diary, with a torn cover and yellowed paper, looking a little history.

Old Yang's eyes became very cloudy, but he endured the grief and handed the diary to Zhou Yang.

"Huh?" Zhou Yang was stunned.

"Xiao Zhou, look at this story, can you put it on the screen?"

"Good!"

The handwriting in the diary has begun to yellow, and some of the words are generally no longer legible.

"In 1948, in the Huaihai Campaign, I followed Comrades Zhang Daya and Zhang Xiaoping to receive a task called "sniper"......

"I remember that day it was very cold, and I was shivering with cold, and I was called to the office by the leader......"

"I vaguely heard the leader tell me that this time the task is very heavy......

“……”

"My comrades-in-arms, my instructors......"

"The battle was fierce, the number of enemies was several times that of ours, and even if we had the advantage of the terrain, we still could not withstand wave after wave of attacks......"

"I watched them die in front of me, and I saw with my own eyes that Zhang Da Yan was burned black, and half of his lower body was blown up, but he was holding my hand and desperately talking about something......"

"However, I couldn't hear what he was saying, because my ears were deaf and I couldn't see anymore, and I just felt like I was all around ...... blood."

"Someone took my hand as if to get me out of position......"

"However, I knew I couldn't go, I didn't hear the trumpet, I couldn't be sure if the trumpet was blown, or if it wasn't, I just knew that some people were gesturing and saying they blew it, and some people said it didn't ......"

“……”

"Fifty comrades, all but me, died in this battle, they were buried in a hole, and my new instructor, at the last moment, pulled the fuse of the bomb, and then, was buried in it......"

"We have only one thought, and that is not to let the corpse be found by the enemy......"

"I walked out, I used a gun, hit a tank ......"

"I was the only one, I was hungry, and I started to see things clearly, but I knew that there were enemies around me, so I changed into enemy clothes, and later, I realized what a stupid decision it was......"

“……”

"I couldn't find the 140th regiment, many people were broken up and reorganized, and then they were broken up again, I survived, but no one knew who I really was and where our team was......"

"Many people have become martyrs, but my brothers, my comrades, have become missing persons......"

“……”

Zhou Yang looked at the diary silently.

It was as if a boulder was pressing down on his heart, as if no matter how much he gasped, he couldn't breathe.

He saw despair in his diary, full of despair.

He thought of a movie called "The Assembly" in the original world, and the content described in the diary was so similar to "The Assembly".

It's just that......

The ending of "The Assembly" is much better.

At least those who disappeared were posthumously crowned martyrs.

And the owner of the diary seems to be regarded as a madman, and then in that special era, he was so cold that his hands were skinny, but no matter how he dig, he couldn't dig out those comrades buried deep in the ground.

"Grandpa Yang...... How did the diary end? ”

"It's still investigating, but I heard that he froze to death, someone saw the diary on him, and it was handed over to Jiang Cai many years later, and it took many years before we found it......"

“……”

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