On the table, there are four boys plus Shuangshuang and Juanjuan, four teenagers are ready to taste the taste of liquor for the first time, and two little girls are eating vegetables with their heads bored.

There was a small wine glass in front of one person, and Wu Xiangchen poured a few sips of liquor into it one by one, which was clear and transparent, exuding bursts of wine aroma, "Let's have a drink!" ”

Dunzi glared at him viciously and gritted his teeth, "We won't know you anymore!" Don't come back if you're gone! ”

With that, he picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth.

Hiss.

When the liquor enters the throat, it seems to be a spark lit all the way, crackling and exploding in the mouth, with a hot feeling.

The expressions on the faces of the first few people who drank baijiu were different, as if they were bidding farewell to their youth in the past few years.

"I'll write to you when I'm back!" Wu Xiangchen said lightly.

"Don't write it!" Dunzi refused, "Write a fart, you didn't tell us earlier, what kind of letter did you write?" We won't know you when we're gone! ”

Dunzi was puffed up, but he was still in a bad mood.

Hengheng sighed faintly, put one hand on the shoulder of Dunzi, and put the other hand on Chenchen's shoulder, "Why are you leaving?" Didn't you say that we still have to go to war at the beginning of next semester? ”

Dongdong raised his eyebrows spicily, "There will be three of us in the future, and I'm afraid we won't be able to win the war." ”

There was silence for a few seconds at the dinner table, the wind passed without a trace, Shuangshuang and Juanjuan couldn't understand what the brothers were doing, she poked her head out, pestle in front of Chenchen's brother's wine glass, and stared in.

"Brother Chenchen, what are you drinking? Water water? ”

Both of them wondered why their faces wrinkled after drinking water, which was very similar to the expression she had when she ate something sour.

"Leave it alone, you little." Chen Chen put down the wine glass, reached out and flicked the pigtails of his shuangshuang, and looked at the pigtails trembling, and his heart was much better. "By the way, aren't you four years old in a little more than a month, I'll give you the red envelope first."

Wow!

Shuangshuang's eyes widened instantly, she didn't know why Brother Chenchen wanted to give red envelopes in advance, but this was a happy thing.

"Okay, oh."

A red paper bag, both happily accepted it, and said in a milky voice, "Thank you, Brother Chenchen, hehe!" ”

"Little money fan!" Chenchen pinched his fleshy face.

......

After eating, everyone talked for a while, and the families dispersed, and the Wu family father and son were silently packing their luggage in the empty two-story building, and when Wu Feng had completed the final formalities, they were about to leave.

"You kid didn't tell the dunzi in advance, did you?" Wu Feng thought that his son and Dunzi were having a good time, and he must have said last month that he had to cherish the last time to play.

"Nope."

Wu Xiangchen hung his head, and his voice was very soft.

He only silently put away the things he had played with since he was a child, a handful of marbles, blue and green, colliding together to make a clanging sound, at first he played with marbles in general, and it took him more than half a year to become powerful.

Five pictures, all of them played to the side, and for a while, the brothers were addicted to the game, and there were two slingshots that could shoot marbles or stones when they were pulled.

After putting everything away, Wu Xiangchen looked up at his father, "Dad, can we come back to see it in the future?" ”

"Yes, I'll come back when I have the chance." Wu Feng patted his son, "When I go back, there are still your cousins and sisters at home, don't worry, there are many people." ”

Wu Feng nodded, and a shadow swept across his face under his long eyelashes.

——

Five days later, the Wu family father and son left.

The group sent the two of them to the place where they took the ferry out of the island, loaded their luggage on the boat, and left for a few minutes.

Wu Feng and several comrades-in-arms hugged goodbye.

After serving as a soldier for more than 20 years, Wu Feng was reluctant to give up, took another look at the island, looked around at this place with blue sea, blue sky, sea and coconut groves, and saluted everyone again.

"Gone."

Cheng Zheng pursed his lips and patted him on the shoulder, "Have a good trip." ”

I can't say much anymore.

Wu Xiangchen looked at the team that came to see him off, and his familiar figure was missing.

Dunzi, Hengheng, and Dongdong did not come.

Feng Xiuhui explained for her son, "Dunzi ... Wake up late, you guys have such a good time, no, people are very sad, I slept late last night, I'll come right away. ”

said so, but Feng Xiuhui knew in her heart that the dun was awkward.

Early this morning, when Liang Haisheng and Feng Xiuhui were leaving, he asked him to come together to give them away, but he directly refused, saying that he would not send Wu Xiangchen.

Hengheng and Dongdong persuaded by the side, but I don't know if I can persuade them.

Wu Xiangchen understood in his heart and accepted Aunt Xiuhui's statement.

"Uncle Liang, Aunt Xiuhui, I will come to your house to play in the future." Wu Xiangchen spends one-third of the year living in the Liang family, and has a close relationship with the Liang family.

"Okay!" Liang Haisheng regarded Wu Xiangchen as half a son, and he was reluctant to do so at this time, so he muttered on Wu Xiangchen's head, "Sometimes I will come back to the island to have a look, and your room in Uncle Liang's house has always been reserved for you." ”

"Go back, live a good life with your father, and you have to study well." Feng Xiuhui was a little reluctant as she spoke, this is the baby she watched grow up.

Wu Xiangchen turned his head to look at Aunt Lulu again, when he was a little girl, Aunt Lulu used to talk to herself very gently in the hospital corridor, but then her stepmother left, and her father was her father again.

It was after Wu Xiangchen's own mother died, and he once again experienced the tenderness and warmth of a mother.

"Aunt Lulu, I really like to eat the shrimp you made, and I want to eat it next time."

"Come on, Aunt Lulu's house has more shrimp and more fish." Jian Lu was reluctant, and always felt that this kind of scene was too uncomfortable, but fortunately there was a little girl with a gag in her arms.

"Brother Chenchen, do you want to grab shrimp and shrimp with me to eat?"

The words of both of them instantly broke everyone's sadness, and everyone turned to laugh.

"Sangsang, what's the matter? Is Brother Chenchen good to you ? Do you want to share my shrimp to eat? ”

Shuangshuang seemed to think seriously, and after a while, he nodded, "Okay, then I'll share one with you." ”

Wu Xiangchen looked at Shuangshuang, this little girl has been a beautiful baby since she was born, and people will smile unconsciously when they see it.

This time, he gently touched his pigtails and didn't play them again, "That's good." ”

When the ferry was about to depart, Wu Feng said goodbye to a few comrades-in-arms and beckoned his son to board the boat.

Wu Xiangchen stepped on the boat, stood at the stern of the boat and looked at the shore again, all of them were people he had been familiar with in the past few years, but there was no more...

"Wu Xiangchen!"

In the distance, three teenagers sprinted, waving their hands along the way.

When we reached the shore, the boat had just set off and sailed two or three meters away from the shore.

Dunzi put his hands to his lips and shouted, "You remember to come back to see us!" ”

Hengheng waved at him, "Write to us!" ”

Dongdong stood on the shore panting, "Goodbye! ”

Wu Xiangchen stood at the stern of the boat, waved at them, and took a deep look at everyone, "Okay! ”

The blue waves carried the ferry away, and the figures on the boat gradually shrank into small black dots in the line of sight, until they disappeared, the sea breeze was bitter, with a salty and wet taste, and became the only memory of September 75 in everyone's memory.

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Two years later.

September 1977.

A 13-year-old boy ran wildly with a letter in his hand in his hand, and the breeze blew his short hair, and beads of sweat hung on the tips of his hair and dripped down his cheeks.

"Dunzi, what do you take?"

After dinner, Aunt Wang was taking her six-year-old granddaughter to eat outside.

Suddenly, I saw a gust of wind rushing towards the pier.

"Granny Wang, the letter I received was sent by Chenchen!"

"Oh." Aunt Wang nodded, two years ago, Wu Feng and Chenchen left, and then they wrote letters to Dunzi and them from time to time. "You guys have a good relationship. Chenchen, how are they now? ”

"It's good, he said he was taller again, taller than me, and he was mad at me!" Dunzi gritted his teeth and spoke, touching his sister's little head by the way.

It's that Shuangshuang is now older, and he already has the consciousness to protect his hairstyle, and he refuses to let his brother touch his head, lest his pigtails be gross.

Aunt Wang didn't know how these children loved to compare their height so much, even from such a distance, so she only smiled, "Then you eat more and save up more energy than him." ”

"Okay!" Dunzi is also tall now, and he is relatively tall among his peers, but since he heard Wu Xiangchen talk about his height in the letter last time, he has a sense of crisis.

He couldn't be shorter than someone a year younger than himself!

"Hengheng, Dongdong, come out quickly, Wu Xiangchen has a letter."

Dunzi went from house to house to call people out, and the two brothers were called out, and the three of them prepared to go to the secret base to play.

Hengheng's younger brother rushed far behind to join them, chasing behind him, catching up with his brothers.

"Milk, who is Wu Xiangchen?" Listening to what Brother Dunzi said, Shuangshuang always felt that this name was somewhat familiar.

"Have you forgotten your brother Chenchen?" Aunt Wang looked at her granddaughter's confused eyes and reminded her, "It's Brother Chenchen who gave you the red envelope at the right time, remember?" ”

"Oh, I remember! Brother Chenchen gave me candy. "Shuangshuang remembers Brother Chenchen, but doesn't remember his name.

When she got home, Aunt Wang talked to her son and daughter-in-law about her son's memory as if she were telling interesting stories.

"It's only been two years, and I almost can't remember Chenchen."

Jian Lu knew that Wu Xiangchen must have written to Dunzi and them again, "Shuangshuang, don't you remember Brother Chenchen?" Brother Chenchen used to be kind to you. You cried once, and wiped your eyes and snot on Chenchen's brother's clothes. ”

Shuangshuang's little face wrinkled, and he looked at his mother very dissatisfied, "Mom, I won't!" ”

Does she lose face? How can I have tears in my eyes, huh!

Mrs. Wang sighed, "These days have passed so fast, and in the blink of an eye, Chief of Staff Wu and Chenchen have been gone for two years. ”

Jian Lu turned to look at the diary on the wall, it was already 1977, and when she calculated the time, she knew that the second half of the year was destined to be unpeaceful.

In October, the whole country began the work of rehabilitation. Many people have been liberated after many hardships.

An old comrade-in-arms of Cheng Zheng was investigated and reformed ten years ago, and now he is finally back.

Jian Lu had never seen this soldier, but only heard Cheng Zheng mention that he was a tough guy, two years older than Cheng Zheng, but after many years, he had already aged a lot, and he looked almost ten years older than Cheng Zheng, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and vicissitudes, and only his still straight back showed the shadow of a soldier.