Chapter 113: Kyungwon and the Double-Barreled Shotgun
Pale sunlight shone through the tattered paper window, dust floated in the beam, and with a click, Kyungwon stepped on a rotten piece of wood, and the red-lacquered stool that had fallen to the ground had become broken and brittle from moisture and microorganisms.
"After your grandfather passed away, did anyone still live here?" Kyungwon asked back.
"No one lived, after grandpa died, the house was sealed, and his ashes were also sent to the memorial cemetery, my father discussed with my uncle, and did not move this room, keeping the appearance of grandpa still living, saying that it would wait for a year and then cremate his relics, but before that time, everything changed." Tang Xue said.
"Then will the guns that your grandfather collected during his lifetime be taken away by the government?"
"The government won't care about this, but my father and uncle have come to search for it, but my grandfather has a habit of hiding things, he is used to hiding important items, and they are very hidden, so I think there will be weapons or ammunition left here."
"Well, hopefully we'll find at least a few bullets."
Jing Yuan and Tang Xue walked around in this old mansion, this is an old house with a courtyard, like a courtyard house, it looks very old, the wall next to the kitchen stove has been smoked black, and the smoked wall beams are hung with a layer of slag.
Tang Xue said that her grandfather liked this style of old house, too clean new house, but he couldn't get used to it, he liked to sit in front of the stove to light the fire, sometimes sitting in front of the fire for a long time.
The house is not very large, with two bedrooms, plus a lobby and a living room.
Tang Xue said that when her grandfather only arrived here, he was still relatively healthy, and he could walk around, ride a bicycle or something.
Although Zhoushan City is a small county town, because of the establishment of an international health care center, the medical resources related to the diseases of the elderly are very rich, and the environment is good.
But then he had a sudden cerebral thrombosis, which is commonly known as stroke hemiplegia, which caused the left half of his body to lose consciousness, unable to even walk, and could only use a wheelchair.
Kyungwon said that it was not only possible to wear diapers for the elderly.
Tang Xue said yes, but he still had to use a handkerchief to wipe the excrement for him and clean up his body, grandpa was originally a very strong person, and he also liked to preach to others, but after becoming like that, he rarely spoke, and even if he spoke, his thinking was not very clear, and he always stammered.
Jing Yuan thinks that it is really torture to be old, he can't even take care of himself when he goes to the toilet, he wears diapers, and lets others wipe his excrement for himself, maybe he will suffer from the complaints of the nurse, it is too uncomfortable, if he becomes like that, he might as well die,
He thought that it would be best to leave his last words when he was conscious, and then euthanize with an injection, and leave this world peacefully and without pain, without torturing his family or himself.
Jing Yuan walked and stopped, walking around the house with Tang Xue, sometimes Tang Xue would pick up a teacup and touch it, sometimes stand in front of the door, looking up at the faded couplets pasted on the wall.
There was a bedroom with white notes on the door and window, and although the words on the paper were badly faded, a word "seal" could still be faintly distinguished.
Kyungwon's hand pressed on the large chain lock hanging on the door, his fingers stretched out, stuck to the lock, black mushroom liquid overflowed from his fingertips, squirming into the crack of the lock hole, and with a click, the lock opened.
Kyungwon retracted the flora, took off the lock one by one, and came to him with a condensed turbid air and dust.
The decoration of the room is still generally intact, an old bed, desk and cabinet are covered with a layer of dust, and the dust has been sealed for a long time, and it seems that nothing has changed.
Tang Xue entered the door and began to rummage through the cabinets, making a knocking sound in the room, all the drawers were pulled out, the doors of the cabinets were all opened, and the quilt was lifted.
"Don't you miss it?" Kyungwon also joined the camp of turning things over.
"Grandpa didn't like this room, and I didn't like it either, and I proposed to burn them all along with the remains, but my proposal didn't work."
Tang Xue poured out all the things in the drawer, which contained reading glasses, medals, and pen and paper.
Other drawers contain some pad paper, which is used to pad the bed to prevent hemiplegic patients from soiling the mattress when they go to the toilet, and there are some unfinished drugs to lower blood lipids and blood pressure.
There were a lot of old clothes in the wardrobe, Jing Yuan rummaged through the clothes and bags, and the inner and outer bags were turned over one by one, and it turned out that he really found a pure black general's pistol in the inner sewing compartment of a military coat, which was very textured to the touch, and the magazine was filled with six bullets, and in the mezzanine, a total of 24 bullet boxes were scavenged.
Tang Xue opened the pillow filled with Chinese medicine, poured out various medicinal herbs such as chrysanthemum, prunella grass, cassia seed, mulberry leaves, dandelion and mint, and found a silver-white pistol with a laser sight marked "P226" and a matching 32 rounds of ammunition in the hay residue.
Jing Yuan asked her grandfather to collect such advanced guns, and she said that although her grandfather was conservative, he was only interested in advanced weapons, and he said that if he was backward, he would be beaten.
They rummaged around again and found a non-commissioned officer's saber and a multifunctional small saber.
It seems that there is only that, this bedroom has been turned into a mess, and the harvest is not bad, at least not empty-handed.
Just as they were about to leave, Kyungwon suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
"Wait. Underneath, it seems that some places are empty. ”
Kyungwon stopped, took off his coat, fanned the dust from the wooden floor vigorously, and prostrate himself on the ground, his ears pressed against the ground, and his right hand clenched into a fist, gently tapping the plank.
Amid the vibration, he could hear that there were cavities underneath several planks.
Tang Xue brought a crowbar for him, and he found the wooden board and saw obvious traces of loosening.
The crowbar was prying, good fellow, underneath was hollowed out, wrapped in long strips of plastic bags and strips of cloth, and Kyungwon uncovered strips of cloth, and the two rugged barrels were exposed to the air.
This is a double-barreled shotgun, a super violent weapon that can knock a person's head into a popping watermelon with one shot!
During the First World War, Australian generals even ordered the use of double-barreled shotguns to be stopped, and replaced with traditional rifles and bayonets, because they knocked off the heads of opposing soldiers with a single shot, and even the whole body could not be left, and people felt that this was not a weapon of war at all, and it did not conform to international law.
(End of chapter)