Fan Wenjun dressed up like this, begged all the way, and walked towards the place where the sun rose. Along the way, he was chased and bitten by dogs, beaten by deserters, caught by robbers, and even bullied by other beggars.

No matter where he went, no matter what hardships he encountered, the first thing he thought of was the book, and he was afraid that he would get wet on the road, so he spent all the only plate he had to buy a piece of dog skin to wrap the school. Whenever the sun sets, he hides in a place where no one is and watches quietly, studying seriously, perhaps, only then will he temporarily forget the pain in his heart.

I don't know how long I walked, let alone how far I went, from the Kuomintang-ruled areas, then to the liberated areas, and then I heard that the whole country was liberated, including the distant Dali. Finally, one day, he collapsed on the road from hunger and cold, and was rescued by the kind villagers.

It was the old couple who rescued him, they were very kind and kind, they originally had three sons, but unfortunately they all became martyrs, only the little girl named Jingyun was left, who was slightly younger than Fan Wenjun and looked good. After the liberation, the martyrs had good treatment, and the fields allocated were also abundant and fertile, Fan Wenjun was grateful to the old couple for saving their lives, so he stayed in their house and worked hard to help them. Fan Wenjun, who is dressed as a beggar, has been seriously malnourished after a long period of wandering, but after freshening up and changing into new clothes, he is still so handsome, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, they have no children when they are old, and they are even more reluctant to marry their daughter to someone else's family, if this handsome young man can stay all the time, how good would it be to be both a son-in-law and a son?

One night, the old couple pulled Fan Wenjun into the house alone and had a long chat. After Fan Wenjun understood their intentions, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "The two are Wen Jun's life-saving benefactors and reborn parents, Wen Jun can't repay him even if he is a cow or a horse, how dare he have the slightest thought about Jing Yun, how can I be worthy of your daughter?" After speaking, he kept kowtowing and didn't dare to get up.

"Wen Jun, as the saying goes, men should get married, women should get married, and you also know that we don't have a son, so we are even more reluctant to marry our daughters. We entrust Jingyun to you, this is not a gift, but a request for you, I hope you can treat her well and stay all the time, in the future, we will be old and unable to walk, and someone will take care of it. What's more, our family's Jingyun is two years younger than you, and she is actually very interesting to you, you see, how good is this?" The old lady finally said what was in her heart, and after speaking, the two old men looked at Fan Wenjun with anticipation.

If he marries Jingyun, what will Xiangyu do? At this time, he thought of Xiangyu again, and thought of Xiangyu who practiced singing under the big tree, hugged each other on the big stone and looked at Dali City, swore an alliance by the pond in front of the broken temple, and went to the Yellow Spring together holding hands.

However, the master who died for him, every word of that night hit him deeply in his heart like a whip, the inheritance of the craft, this burden has all fallen on his shoulders, he can't let the master down no matter what, no matter what, he must be worthy of the master's life, thinking of this, he was silent and in a daze.

And now, these two kind old men are his life-saving benefactors, they are both kind and good people, if they are left behind, what a big blow it will be to them? If Jingyun can only marry into someone else's family, will the two of them be left alone and left alone? Thinking of this, he cried silently.

His heart was like a myriad of ropes. In the end, he agreed to the request of the old couple and married Jingyun on an auspicious day. On the night of the candles in the cave room, Fan Wenjun knelt in the direction of Dali in the southwest, knelt all night, and kept crying. Jingyun thought that he was missing his relatives in his hometown, so he didn't bother him.

Later, Fan Wenjun was often talking to someone when he was alone, and the careful Jingyun found some clues, and after repeated questioning, Fan Wenjun finally told all the painful memories that could not be looked back, and after speaking, Jingyun and Fan Wenjun hugged their heads and cried. Fan Wenjun cried and said, "Jingyun, I'm sorry for you, because I still have her in my heart." ”

"You think too much, how can I blame you? If you don't have her in your heart, that's what you call ruthlessness and unrighteousness. It's all gone, let's look forward and live well, okay?" Jing Yun said with tears in his eyes, holding Fan Wenjun's face. Fan Wenjun really didn't expect that this young wife would be so reasonable, and his heart was excited, holding Jing Yun's hand tightly on his face, and nodding heavily.

In this way, the days passed uneventfully, and in between finishing farm work, Fan Wenjun took out the book from time to time to look at it, and found some old wooden boards to come back and carved them carefully with a knife. He used an ordinary knife to carve out exquisite patterns, and the villagers were full of praise when they saw it, and they all found wood for him to carve, most of which were wedding headboards, dressing mirror frames, screens, etc., and the reward was a little bit of food. At that time, food was much more important than money, and his wood carvings brought considerable income to the family, and the whole family successfully survived the "three-year disaster". Later, in the vigorous ****, the honest Bajiao only knew Fan Wenjun who carved wood, and no one would notice him, their lives continued to live plainly, during which the two old men passed away one after another, and they also had a son and a daughter.

After the reform and opening up, everyone gradually became richer, and the demand for wood carving also increased sharply, and Fan Wenjun's income also increased, and later opened an individual wood carving shop. Driven by him, many wood carving shops have been opened in the surrounding villages and towns, but in the face of huge demand, Fan Wenjun is still carving each wooden board with a glance and very carefully, and his wood carving takes several times the time of others, and the output is naturally very low.

One day, his son Fan Qisan said anxiously: "Dad, you see that the Laifu wood carving shop in the same village has become a 10,000-yuan household, and the family employs many people, and it is said that they have bought machines." ”

Fan Wenjun said disappreciatively: "Got it." ”

Fan Qisan continued: "Dad, they adapt to the market demand, carve some simple patterns, do it quickly and more, the price is cheap, and the customers are not experts, where do they know what is good or not, as long as it looks good, so they make money quickly, and we have to be flexible." ”

At this time, Fan Wenjun stopped the carving knife in his hand and roared angrily: "They are them, we are us." Customers don't know whether it's good or not, don't you know it yourself, do you still have a conscience when you say that? To do wood carving is to be a person, no matter what others think, you have to do it with a clear conscience. In the future, if you dare to say such a thing again, I will expel you from the house!" These words are quite harsh, for so many years, Fan Wenjun, who has always been kind, has never been so angry, so frightened that Fan Qisan is sweating profusely, and Jingyun is also scared.