The road winds into the distance, the mountains are rolling and straight into the sky, and the sun sits lazily on the top of the mountain smiling and looking down on the earth. I ran happily, but it seemed to be still between heaven and earth. Yes, compared with the heavens, the earth, the mountains, the rivers, the sea, the sun and the moon, how small are we? However, we are so small and how stubborn we exist between heaven and earth.

Further on is the Qinchuan Tunnel, through which you enter the desolate Loess Plateau. I could already feel it—the warm, humid wind was starting to get a little chilly.

The closed compartment suddenly made me a little uncomfortable, and I wanted to break free from this confinement. I pressed the gas pedal hard, and it didn't matter if I was speeding, I had to find a place to stop as soon as possible and break free from the confined space.

Look at the street signs, there is a place called Jinzhuang 30 kilometers away. I think I can go to this strange place and stop for a while.

After another ride, I got off the ramp and got off the highway, and the toll booth appeared in front of me. Pay by card. Behind the toll booth is a tunnel, and it seems that this small town called Kanezhuang is on the other side of the mountain.

Passing through the tunnel and pressing the window glass, the soft wind blew the breath of Qinbei. The road ahead stretches through undulations, lined with poplars standing proudly. The secluded and desolate mountain has been eroded by time and wind and rain into folds and ripples like waves, and another bay of green water flows quietly on the side of the mountain road.

Kaneso is a quiet little town, simple and unpretentious. I especially like this simplicity and simplicity, it doesn't carry any dreams, it only silently guards the past.

There is a small inn on the street called Old Tree, and I was so attracted by this interesting name that I decided to stay here tonight. Checked in and got the keys to the room. The décor of the room was a bit basic, but it was very clean. The quilts and sheets are white, and you can smell the sun.

Leaning on the windowsill and looking down, the small street behind the small hotel building is bustling. In the midst of the traffic and people, I saw steaming in front of a small shop, and there were several woodcut words on the plaque - Gabal steamed buns. Haha ~ old strange name. Seeing that there were quite a few people who got together to buy, this immediately aroused my curiosity.

"What is this Gabal steamed bun like? Isn't it delicious? But no matter how delicious it is, isn't it just a steamed bun? No, I'll have to go down and see. ”

I staggered down the building into the street, and then went straight to the steamed bun shop. Before I got to the shop, I smelled the fragrance of pure grain that I hadn't seen for a long time. The owner of the shop is happy to be busy. Look at the steamed buns in his steaming drawer, the size of a fist, white, and there really has to be a layer of burnt yellow gabal underneath, which makes people very appetizing whether they smell or look at it.

"Boss, how much is a steamed bun?"

"A dollar."

"Give me a taste." Actually, I wasn't hungry, but I licked my lips with hunger.

"Okay...... the boss didn't slack off because I only bought one, he smiled and took one from the drawer, put it in a special small paper bag and handed it to me.

"Here you go, just out of the pot, it's best to eat it while it's hot."

"Okay, thank you!" I took the steamed bun, broke a piece and put it in my mouth to taste, it was crispy and soft, fragrant and sweet.

"Wow~ It's so delicious!" I dried the steamed buns into my stomach three times and divided them by two, but I didn't feel satisfied. So I bought two more.

I walked aimlessly down the street, eating as I went, and before I knew it, two big steamed buns had eaten into my stomach again. Thinking about it, I'm also very easy to feed, three steamed buns will feed myself, and dinner will be saved.

When I came to a small park, a melodious flute sound entered my ears. Looking for the sound, there is a small pavilion in the shade of the trees, and an old man about sixty years old is standing in it and playing the bamboo flute leisurely. There was a wheelchair next to the old man, and on the wheelchair sat an old man with a full head of white hair. The old man wore grass-green military trousers made of breeches underneath, a beige shirt on the upper body, and a black cotton shoulder on the outside. At this time, the old man gently closed his eyes, and admired the sound of the old man's flute with great intoxication.

I walked over and sat down quietly.

At the end of the song, the old man stopped playing and looked at the old man next to him with concern. He saw that the old man's expression was pleasant, and he played again.

At the end of another song, I couldn't help but praise: "Uncle, your flute is so beautiful." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Thank you, young man. ”

I asked, "Uncle, have you ever been a soldier?" I hear you play it like it's all military songs. ”

"I haven't been a soldier, our old man has been a soldier, and he likes to hear it." The old man said, looking at the old man who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him.

"Oh...... Well? As I was talking, I suddenly smelled a stench wafting from nowhere. The old man apparently smelled it too. He turned his head to look at the old man, and the old man's expression began to become a little unnatural at some point.

"Oops...... Broken! The old man hurriedly took out adult diapers from the bag he was carrying.

"I'm sorry, young man, our old man pulled again, I'll go change his diaper."

"I'll help you, uncle."

"What's so embarrassing about that!"

"It's okay, grandpa is inconvenient to move, and you are also old, so it's nothing for me to take the handle."

"Hmm...... Then I'm sorry for you. ”

"You're welcome."

Together with the old man, I pushed the old man to the bathroom in the park, cleaned his body with wet wipes, and put on clean diapers. Not far from the bathroom, a girl in a blue navy uniform greeted her.

"Dad, where have you been?"

"Oh...... Your grandfather pulled it again just now, and I went to the bathroom to change a clean diaper for him. It's good to have this kind young man to help, otherwise it would have been troublesome. ”

"Thank you!" The uniformed girl smiled and nodded at me.

"You're welcome."

"Grandpa, it's not too early, or let's go home!" The girl in military uniform crouched down and asked the old man. The old man waved his hand, then pointed to the flute in the old man's bag.

"Haha...... The old man hasn't had enough yet! The old man smiled at us, then turned to the old man and said, "Okay, then let's go back to the pavilion, and I'll continue to play the flute for you."

The old man pushed the old man towards the gazebo.

I asked the girl in uniform, "How long has the old man been paralyzed?" ”

"It's been more than two years."

"That old man is really not easy."

"yes, paralysis is too much torture for someone as strong as him. Hehe...... You don't know, the old man committed suicide because he couldn't take care of himself. ”

"Huh? So serious. ”

"Yes......" The girl in military uniform smiled and said, "Grandpa enlisted in the army at the age of fifteen, climbed over the snowy mountains and walked through the grassland, fought devils and went to the battlefield of Chao Xian, fought horses all his life, did not fall in the rain of bullets, and when he was old, he was paralyzed and incontinent, where can he accept it with pride." ”

"The old man is really, he is not afraid of death and is afraid of life, such an old man has to be coaxed, coaxed like a child."

"Haha...... yes, he's an old kid now. But recently, grandpa's complexion has been getting worse and worse. Some time ago, he always said that he dreamed of his sacrificed comrades-in-arms, and said that he was going to go to find them. Our whole family was worried about him. ”

"The old man likes to think crankily, and usually persuades him."

"Hmmm......"

"I'm gone, too."

"Hmm...... Thank you today! ”

"You're welcome, you've already thanked you. Goodbye......"

"Goodbye ......"

I walked to the pavilion to say goodbye to the old man, then squatted down and whispered to the old man, "Grandpa, you must take good care of your health!" You may not know that an old Red Army like you is now more precious than a giant panda! ”

The old man was amused by my words, and he looked at me with stories in his eyes.