Li Yun accompanied her until the evening, and the eldest sister next to her had been picked up at night, and chatted during the day, and found that the eldest sister was really a little cold, so she didn't say anything else.

Looking at his sleeping uncle and grandfather, Li Yun yawned and fell asleep.

Today, Li Yun didn't drink milk or do soft exercises.

was in the ward like this, taking care of Li Jianyun until he fell asleep.

"Training Theme: Life (Part II)."

"3...2...1...Training begins."

When Li Yun opened his eyes again, he only felt a biting cold wind invade his body.

It's cold.

Li Yun shivered loudly.

Looking around, I found myself in a dilapidated shed, and there was a foul smell all around.

When I turned to look, I noticed that the stench was coming from the cowshed behind me.

'I', Li Jianyun, was living in a dilapidated shed at the moment, with nothing but tarpaulin.

At this moment, Li Jianyun is wrapped in a quilt with many broken holes, enduring the invasion of the cold wind.

The weakness and coldness of the body are very real feedback to Li Yun's feelings...

This broken quilt and shed have no way to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Jianyun! Jianyun, I found... I found it..."

A slightly emaciated middle-aged woman walked towards here.

It's Yi Shuwen.

There is no longer the moving beauty and slender figure of the year, the charming big wavy long hair has become messy and dirty, the slender figure has become skinny, and the face is covered with traces of time, looking like an old man in his last years.

What's even more distressing is that Yishuwen's hands are covered with blood sores and chilblains, which looks shocking.

But she was very happy, as if it was the New Year.

Because she brought something with her.

"Look what this is..."

"This is..."

Li Jianyun's originally godless eyes also bloomed with a glimmer of light.

It is a book of "Electromechanical".

Li Jianyun's favorite book is also the book that gave him industrial enlightenment, and it is precisely because of this book that he opened his way to knowledge.

"Where did this come from..."Li Jianyun took the book, rubbing the familiar feeling, there was a different kind of moving and nostalgia.

"Hmph, of course I got it in exchange for a gramophone, and I told them at the time, I said that I still have something valuable to hide, and let them exchange it for this book." Yishuwen said a little smugly: "Then I took out the hidden gramophone and replaced it for them to change this book... Those who have no culture know that books are our most valuable things. ”

Yishuwen is still like a little girl.

Complacent.

"But the gramophone is your favorite, and the value of this book is not worth a phonograph......"

Li Jianyun muttered.

"Isn't the role of the gramophone used to play songs, where is the value of your book in that thing, didn't you say before that knowledge is the most precious treasure in the world, they don't want to take the gramophone with knowledge is their poor vision." Yishuwen grinned, Li Jianyun in her arms, and said with a smile: "If you want to listen to the song, I will sing it to you in the future..."

Li Jianyun, who fell asleep with the singing, was very peaceful and quiet.

Because of the lack of memory, Li Yun didn't know what Yi Shuwen was singing, but he could feel the peace in his heart, just like Li Jianyun at that time.

The wind is cold, the heart is warm, and the howling cold wind can penetrate the tarpaulin shed, through the quilt, through the tattered clothes, but not through the flesh, to reach the two hearts that warm each other.

The next day, when he got up, Li Jianyun found that there was an extra bowl of soup beside him.

In addition to a few floating grains of rice, the soup also has some meat foam.

Li Jianyun said shockingly.

"Xiaowen... How can there be meat on this..."

"Shhhh This is given by the old king, don't say it so loudly. ”

"Old Wangtou?"

"Well, didn't you teach Lao Wangtou's grandson to read and write a few years ago, and Lao Wangtou has always been grateful to you... Hurry up and drink it, when they find out that the old king is colluding with you, not only will we be unlucky, but the old king will also be unlucky. ”

"What about you?"

"I drank it."

"Lao Wangtou is not rich, it is already very good to be able to evenly produce this bit of meat, it is impossible to have more..."Li Jianyun shook his head, how could he not know the situation of Lao Wangtou's family, poor and middle peasants, it would be good to be able to take care of himself.

Li Jianyun didn't want to swallow it alone, but he was too hungry and had to do farm work later, so he couldn't help but drink this bowl of meat porridge.

He was so hungry.

Watching Li Jianyun drink the porridge, Yi Shuwen's face smiled like a flower.

Just like she sang on stage at the time.

Once upon a time, Li Jianyun was Yi Shuwen's pillar, allowing her to survive the most difficult and fragile years of her youth.

Now, Yi Shuwen has become Li Jianyun's pillar, allowing him to see a candle of hope in the dark road ahead.

Time passes.

It is said that the spirit is an important means of supporting the body, and when the body collapses, the body will collapse

But Li Jianyun still survived.

As long as he can hear Yi Shuwen's singing every day, he feels full of strength, and he feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.

Today, Li Jianyun had a high fever.

Yi Shuwen hugged Li Jianyun in her arms, planning to pass on a little bit of temperature to warm him.

"Jianyun, hold on, it's almost the New Year, and everything will be fine next spring..."

"I'll sing to you every day next spring..."

"Good night..."

On a rainy night, hug each other and fall asleep.

Just like the promise he made back then, Li Jianyun promised to marry the one who was being married by Yishu Wenming, and he did it.

Today, Yi Shuwen also gave Li Jianyun a promise, promising that the spring of the coming year will be warm.

The last time the two snuggled up to each other like this was when Li Jianyun's son died of illness...

Li Jianyun's illness is cured, and life will go on, it seems that as long as he lives, he will have a head.

Winter, it's almost over.

But Yishuwen did not wait for the spring flowers to bloom next year, and she died of illness in the cowshed.

Later, Li Jianyun was rehabilitated, he left the cowshed, sat in the office again, and became a physics teacher in a college again, teaching and educating people.

He didn't find the song that Nami left in his heart, the song that shocked him back then.

Life is long, life is short.

The things around Li Jianyun have changed one after another.

Only the book "Electromechanical" in his hand has never been changed...