In the past, Jing Lao would also come to visit Xu Hatmei, he also knew about the Jing family, and he also had a good impression of Shi Ling, who helped the Jing family uncover the truth.

The little old man was playing Tai Chi, and suddenly asked curiously: "Little girl, can you really be psychic?" ”

Shi Ling felt that he had to be materialistic on such an occasion, and his face was slightly solemn: "No, Grandpa Xu, I just had an intermittent neuropathy attack." In fact, he is still a staunch materialist. ”

Xu Hamei's original hippie smile expression also became serious: "Oh! We also have a neuropathy here, and the hospital can't find any problems, can you help me take a look? ”

Shi Ling: "...... I'm not a doctor either, wow. ”

Although he said so, Shi Ling still followed Xu Hamei to see it.

Xu Hatmei said: "My old brother is miserable, when he fought with Kou Guo, they had a company of nearly 200 people, and when the Anti-Japanese War was won, he was the only one who survived, and he also blew up his head, which was a little abnormal, and he often said some nonsense." ”

Shi Ling listened carefully, full of respect.

"Hey, it used to be really difficult, but now life is better, the country supports us. Over there, although others are confused, they are also worry-free, and they like to ask the nurse to show him color movies when they have nothing to do. ”

Xu Hatmei said with emotion, "Many of me still can't get out, and I often wake up suddenly when I sleep, only to find that seventy or eighty years have passed since those things. If someone like him is confused, he can't tell whether it's good or bad. ”

Shi Ling listened to Xu Hatmei's words, and some ripples rippled in her heart, and when she saw the old man sitting obediently in front of the TV over there, her excitement could no longer be suppressed.

For her, she and Zhao Xingbang have only seen each other for a few hours, but for Zhao Xingbang, it has taken him more than 70 years to get from the right time to today.

When I first saw him, he was young and ambitious in the troubled times, and the young man regarded death as home, and when he saw him again, the general was white-headed, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes and old age. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

"Zhao Xingbang's senior."

The old man who was sitting in front of the TV and watching the TV seriously was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at it, and when he saw the girl who was fluttering, his chaotic eyes suddenly brightened, "Sister Shi." ”

Half a lifetime of sleepy dust, smoke into a dream.

For a moment, the old and immature faces seemed to overlap at this moment.

He finally got his wish and walked into his prosperous life.

……

Shi Ling didn't expect that after so many years, Zhao Xingbang would still remember her.

Although she could comfort Qin Yuan, she always regretted it, after all, she sent him back as Zhao Xingbang wished, and also filled his magazine with bullets, and hoped that he would survive.

Xu Hatmei saw that there was only one face, and Shi Ling said hello to Zhao Xingbang, which made this mentally abnormal brother return to normal for twenty hours a day, and he was even more convinced of Shi Ling's ability.

It's really cheap, Jing Zheng's little old man, picked up such a powerful granddaughter for nothing.

Shi Ling learned from Zhao Xingbang that back then, after the company commander died in battle to hold back the enemy, he waited for reinforcements. He almost died under enemy gunfire, but was eventually rescued.

After that, he was not in good spirits, often demented, and occasionally sober as a normal person, but there was no major problem when he went for a check-up.

Now Zhao Xingbang is over 90 years old, and it has been more than 70 years since the company commander left, and he has watched color movies I don't know how many times, but he has never been able to fulfill the agreement they made when they talked and laughed.

Shi Ling pushed Zhao Xingbang's wheelchair and took him to the martyrs' cemetery, found the graves of the company commander and others, and went there to help him realize his wish.

They stood still in front of the tombs, the wind rustling through the red poplars.

Although many years have passed, fresh daisies are still being sent in front of the tombstone.