In a burst of laughter and inquiry, Zhou Yang greeted them one by one.

The masters of the Chinese music circle have no arrogance, and they feel like an uncle and uncle next door to Zhou Yang, so cordial that Zhou Yang is a little unaccustomed.

Zhou Yang was very respectful to them, when they performed in "My Motherland", they helped Zhou Yang a lot, and Zhou Yang also learned a lot about music on their side, although they are still far from entering the room, but they can also understand some esoteric music theory content, in a sense, each of these people is Zhou Yang's teacher.

But the more this is the case, the more Zhou Yang feels ashamed, in the face of those "completions", what are the "new works", "inspiration sharing" and other questions and those amazing eyes, Zhou Yang feels ashamed in his heart, making music, even if it is to fill in those blank notes according to his memory, it takes a lot of energy and painstaking research, and recently Zhou Yang has been busy with some messy things, about the content of music, more than half of it has been wasted, and his so-called "originality" itself belongs to memory, There really is nothing to be complacent.

"Xiao Zhou is here!"

"It's coming, what are you bringing things for?"

"Come in, come in, the old man has been talking for a long time......"

"Ah, good uncle and aunt."

"Good, good, good! Let's go in and take a look at the old man, there's a surprise......"

"Uh-oh."

The compound was filled with bursts of laughter and bustle.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a grand day for Mr. An Jianwu, and many people from relevant departments have come to visit the door.

Zhou Yang thought that his arrival would be very low-key, but he didn't expect to meet An Xiao's parents again after chatting with these music masters. Especially An Xiao's mother, when she looked at Zhou Yang, she almost smiled and narrowed her eyes, and nodded again and again.

During the performance of "My Motherland", Zhou Yang had a brief chat with An Xiao's mother Han Xiuqin......

Han Xiuqin was a great strong woman in her early years, ran a computer company in the eighties, and later quit the management of the company after marrying An Xiao's father An Jianqi, and began to be a full-time housewife, taking care of their brothers and sisters......

An Xiao's father, An Jianqi, is quite mysterious, he only knows that he is a person in the education system, but Zhou Yang doesn't know much about what position he holds.

When An Jianqi saw Zhou Yang, he just nodded slightly, and he didn't smile.

He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he belongs to the kind of person who is silent.

After Han Xiuqin mysteriously said the word "surprise", Zhou Yang was stunned, and then subconsciously scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Yawen Library

Then, carrying a large bag of things, he walked into the courtyard gate.

Along the way, Zhou Yang met many people, some from the Huaxia Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, some from the Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and some from the military......

Many people who know Zhou Yang or don't know Zhou Yang will greet Zhou Yang.

"Zhou Yang, are you here?"

"Little Zhou ......"

"Grandma Zhang......"

When he was about to enter the door, Zhou Yang saw Grandma Zhang Xia walking out with the support of a young woman.

And Grandma Zhang Xia looked at Zhou Yang with a kind face, and nodded at Zhou Yang: "Come in, well, in the future, come to our house and sit more when you have time......

Zhou Yang looked at Grandma Zhang Xia's smile, originally thought it was just a polite word, smiled and agreed a few words, and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw Zhang Xia patting Zhou Yang's shoulder again, her cheeks trembled slightly, and then she laughed again: "All these years...... Thank you for your hard work......"

“？？？”

Zhou Yang was at a loss.

…………………………

The outside of the courtyard is very lively, full of all kinds of festivity and joy.

Inside the courtyard, however, there was a sense of silence.

When Zhou Yang came in, An Xiao came over as soon as possible, and after taking the gift from Zhou Yang's hand, he motioned for Zhou Yang to walk into the back room.

An Xiao's expression was very serious, and the feeling of not smiling made Zhou Yang's whole mood inexplicably raised, when he walked into the hall of the courtyard, he saw An Zhibin sitting on a chair looking out the window in a daze, and when he saw Zhou Yang, An Zhibin stood up.

"Brother Zhibin......"

"Hmm."

An Zhibin nodded at Zhou Yang very rarely, with a bit of complicated emotions floating on his face, as if he wanted to stop talking.

Since knowing An Zhibin, Zhou Yang has never seen An Zhibin show such an expression, and the sense of uneasiness in his heart began to get stronger and stronger, and after remembering the strange expression of Grandma Zhang Xia when she left, the feeling of uneasiness gradually turned into nervousness.

He followed An Xiao from the living room to the side of the study, and before he could enter, he saw smoke in the study.

After pushing open the door, I saw An Jianwu and several strange soldiers.

An Xiao frowned.

But after all, he didn't say anything, just walked in with Zhou Yang.

In the study, the smell of smoke is very choking, it is the kind of homemade earth smoke.

"Grandpa An, Grandpa Yang, huh...... Teacher Song? ”

An Jianwu and the one-armed Yang Lao were there, and after Zhou Yang greeted the two old men respectfully, he felt that a gaze was staring at him.

It was an old man with gray hair, half of his face covered with scars, almost hideous, and one eye clearly prosthetic.

And the person who supported this old man was Zhou Yang's acquaintance Song Yiyi.

The old man looked at himself, his other intact eye was slightly cloudy, as if he had been touched by something, and he took a trembling puff of cigarette, and then nodded continuously: "It's a bit like ...... Kind of like ...... The silhouette does look a bit like ......"

Song Yiyi looked at Zhou Yang and nodded, but the expression on her face was extremely serious, and the moment her eyes made contact with Zhou Yang, it seemed that there were a thousand words that wanted to blurt out, but after all, she was silent.

Zhou Yang looked at the old man blankly.

"Xiao Zhou, this is Master Song...... Your grandfather used to be a soldier under him........."

"Ah, Master Song is good."

Grandpa, a person that Zhou Yang couldn't have imagined, actually appeared in An Jianwu's mouth, and then handed Zhou Yang a photo.

Zhou Yang took a photo of black and white to Mohu Lake with cracks, and told Zhou Yang in a shallow consciousness that this should be his grandfather, but looking at the people in the group photo, he only felt very strange.

After all, he is a traverser, and his impression of his grandfather Zhou Chonghua itself is very strong, when he was very young, his grandfather had passed away, in addition to this, Zhou Yang only knew that his family was secretive, and relatives and friends were hiding from his own home.

Grandpa Zhou Chonghua is very undignified, his father said that when his grandfather used to be very meritorious, and later it seemed to be full of words such as "deserter", "hard work", "shameless" and "coward", and then lived very aggrieved, almost so that the family couldn't raise their heads, and everyone deliberately avoided talking about those years, as if they were afraid of being embarrassed.

"How much do you know about your grandfather?"

An Jianwu smoked a cigarette and watched Master Song tremble and look at Zhou Yang with a photo.

Zhou Yang didn't know how to answer for a while, and he noticed the table next to him, on which there was a thick stack of documents, each of which seemed to be some years old.

"I don't know much, but grandpa's identity is not very decent......," Zhou Yang replied honestly.

"Nonsense!"

“？？？”

As soon as Zhou Yang finished saying this, the old man suddenly stood up, slapped the table aggressively, and then trembled all over his body excitedly, and kept coughing, which startled Zhou Yang, for fear that the old man would be excited, and then he would pull it on the spot.

Song Yiyi hurriedly patted the old man's back, and after calming down, the old man regained his calm, and after a long time, the old man sighed faintly and looked out the window.

"In those years, he complained, looking for departments everywhere, but in that chaotic era, the system itself was not complete, and the information was lost every day, and people would die every day, and the things he complained about had never been to us, and then in order to avoid trouble, he nested incognito in a small place, if it wasn't for you to appear, it happened that many people were checking your family background, I'm afraid that a lot of things, a lot of sorrow was buried deep in the loess......"

"This is my dereliction of duty, my dereliction of duty!"

“……”

A yellowed, worn out letter appeared in Zhou Yang's hand.

Zhou Yang vaguely saw that the letter was signed by Zhou Desheng......

Looking at the contents of the letter, Zhou Yang seemed to see a long-sealed past.

The old man's face was full of self-blame, and his eyes were full of remorse.

"Zhou Yang, your grandfather's original name is not Zhou Chonghua, but actually Zhou Desheng......"

"His troops were scattered, scattered and reorganized, and scattered again......"

"Proof that all his things have been lost......"

"We found some letters, through the content of the letters, we learned that he had been complaining for those years, hoping to defend himself, but because that period was very special, during the war, many people mixed in the crowd to try to fish in troubled waters to be heroes, and in the end, some of his letters were mixed up by these people's complaints, and he could only live with some undignified marks, and later, grandpa also looked for it, but the reply he got was that he was dead, because the time was very special, war, Many of the soldiers were able to see that the whole corpse was fine, so Grandpa didn't look any further......"

"If I hadn't checked your information in detail later, I'm afraid no one would have known that your grandfather was incognito in that small village......

“……”

Song Yiyi told Zhou Yang about her grandfather.

Zhou Yang listened to it, and inexplicably began to feel some inexplicable sadness, and after the sadness, he felt a trace of terror again.

He looked at the stack of materials on the table, there were information on the troops, some photos, and letters......

There are even detailed information that Zhou Yang himself has never seen, including his parents, the places where he took the vaccination, and even some of the things he did when he was a child.

What was decades old, I didn't expect it to be found out, and it was checked in such detail.

[Your grandfather is supposed to be a hero, maybe he was misunderstood! 】

Zhou Yang suddenly remembered the expression on her face when she first met Grandma Zhang Xia when she suddenly said this.

Did it start at that time......

Some of my grandfather's information has already begun to be checked?

Or is it earlier?