Next to the village committee, there is a small nursing home, where the elderly who are widowed and have no children to support, or who do not want to live with their children, can go there.

And the 90-year-old veteran that Xuan Tong is going to interview today lives there.

After Xuan Tong greeted the village director, the nurse in the hospital showed her the way.

The nurse took her through the courtyard planted with phoenix trees and said, "Grandpa Huang has Alzheimer's disease, and sometimes he can't even remember his name, so it may be difficult for you to interview him." ”

Xuan Tong knows this problem.

Because the reason why she came all the way to Huangtong Village was also by chance to see a post about Alzheimer's disease on Weibo.

Then I was intrigued and curious by the comment of one of the netizens.

The netizen said: [There is also a grandfather in our village who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and I volunteered in our village nursing home for a few days during the summer vacation, and found that he was always drawing a map every day, and I don't know where he was drawing. But I heard that he used to be a soldier and had been guarding the northern Tibetan border. I think he has a lot of stories. 〕

But no one noticed this comment, and Xuan Tong asked this netizen in a private message which city he was from.

Netizens learned that she was a reporter and replied to her enthusiastically: [Feicheng, Huangtong Village. 〕

So through the enthusiastic help of this cute netizen, she got in touch with the village committee of Huangtong Village......

In September, the phoenix tree has withered the fiery red petals, the sun sifts the sparse points of light, and the old man sits on the bench or flower bed under the tree.

Grandpa Huang was alone in a wheelchair.

When Xuan Tong saw him for the first time, as the netizen said, he was holding a picture book in his hand, drawing a map crookedly.

The nurse walked over to him first and said, "Grandpa Huang, a reporter wants to interview you, is it okay?" ”

In fact, when I contacted him that day, I had already consulted Grandpa Huang's opinion, but I was afraid that after two days, he would forget it again.

"Okay, okay." Grandpa Huang nodded like pounding garlic, and he looked very good.

With permission, the nurse pushed Grandpa Huang to the stone table, and Xuan Tong took out a voice recorder and camera from his bag.

The caregiver walked away at the right time to go about something else.

Xuan Tong sat on the stone bench and found a topic to cut into, "Grandpa Huang, what are you painting?" ”

"Draw the road." Grandpa Huang's cloudy eyes, when he said these two words, faintly burst out with a trace of light and vitality.

When Xuan Tong heard this, he tilted his head and looked at his paintings carefully, only to see that the mountains were steep and the ice and snow covered the sky, so he asked: "Why do you want to draw roads?" ”

"You can go home." Grandpa Huang's lips trembled slightly, "If you have a way, you can go home." ”

Go home?

Xuan Tong couldn't help but squeeze the recorder tightly, "Isn't your home here?" ”

Grandpa Huang suddenly didn't answer.

Seeing that he was silent, Xuan Tong had to ask in a different way: "Then where are you drawing the road?" ”

"Remote Thorn Mountain." Grandpa Huang stroked the mountain with his thumb and said tremblingly.

"Where is the Mt. Thorn?" She hadn't heard the name of the mountain.

"Where?" Grandpa Huang suddenly seemed to have a confused memory, and asked Xuan Tong in turn, "Yes, where is it?" Do you know? Can you take me there? I want to check it out. ”

"What do you want to see?" Xuan Zhi asked in accordance with his words.

"I want to see my brother." Grandpa Huang's eyes suddenly moistened, "They are all there, a whole regiment, 1,499 people, all there." I want to see them, I want to bring them back. But there is no road, there is no road. ”

Grandpa Huang's voice weakened, and the moment he lowered his eyes, the tears full of Cangsang wet the mountains on the paper, and the ice and snow covered the sky.

Xuan Tong finally understood what the road he drew meant.

That's where he wanted to take his brother 1499 home......