Chapter 1648 New ancestral training and hidden saber
On the afternoon of the 29th, Wei Ran followed Li Weizhong and his son Li Ziqiang on board a flight to Bingcheng.
A little earlier than them, Xia Shushi and his girlfriend Qin Qi also boarded the flight to the capital with those precious letters.
This is the reason why he was recruited by Wei Ran. In order to find those old letters as soon as possible to the recipients who may still be alive, the fastest way is undoubtedly to use the power of the authorities.
On the same day, at the same airport, Mr. Li Wangchuan and several of his children and grandchildren also boarded the flight to Zhuhai with the old checked saber.
No one in their family had applied for cross-strait passes, so they could only fly to Zhuhai and wait. Fortunately, with the detailed address and contact number provided by Weiran, they could always meet each other.
While three groups of people were waiting, flights took off one after another. In the cabin, Wei Ran also chatted with the Li family and his son about their respective military experiences.
"I was a car soldier back then"
Li Weizhong said quite nostalgically, "Thinking about those days when the auto soldiers ran to Qinghai was really painful.
But how strange do you think it is, how many years have it been since we were demobilized? I still always dream about driving on the broken roads on the plateau."
"The roads over there are now much better than before," Li Ziqiang continued almost subconsciously.
"Are you a soldier there too?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously as well.
"No, I was in Anxi and passed by the place where my old man served several times." Li Ziqiang said with a smile, "I am guarding the border."
"You can't form an army without a river. This has always been the case." Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.
"Our Li family has ancestral precepts"
Li Weizhong said proudly, "The warehouses are often used to provide relief, and the people with sufficient food and clothing can be widely spread among the poor. When the country is in trouble, we must first resist foreign humiliation, and in the prosperous times, we can do business in all directions. Later, when my grandfather took charge of the family, he changed the last sentence of this ancestral precept."
"What did it change to?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.
"Defending the four directions during the prosperous times"
Li Ziqiang, who is younger than himself, smiled and replied, "Now is a prosperous age, but the more prosperous the age, the more we need to protect it. In any case, only by protecting everyone can we have a small family."
"yes..."
Wei Ran couldn't help but look out the window at the farther and farther land, but he couldn't help but think of more familiar and unfamiliar people.
After a few hours of long flight, when the flight landed smoothly and the three of them walked out of the airport with their simple luggage, it was already after eight o'clock in the evening.
Compared with the pleasant temperature of the Land of Abundance, this city in the north of the motherland has even been carved into ice.
Under Wei Ran's arrangement, the Li family and his son stayed with him in a hotel in the city, and then found a place to have a good meal of local food that was large and affordable.
The father and son were left free to roam around, but Wei Ran returned to the hotel early and called Xia Shushi.
"I have made arrangements here"
As soon as the call was connected, Xia Shushi said, "The superiors attach great importance to this matter and are actively coordinating and preparing to find the recipient. What about you? How is the situation over there?"
“I just had dinner”
Wei Ran stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, looking at the bustling night scene outside and said, "We will go to that address early tomorrow morning."
"Then I'll wait for your news tomorrow."
Xia Shushi paused and then said, "In addition, there will be several interviews next, I guess..."
"Brother, we are not the protagonists this time." Wei Ran suddenly said.
"you mean..."
"Let's give the stage to the Li family"
Wei Ran was still looking out the window, "This is their family's journey to find relatives. It has nothing to do with us. At best, we can help guide the way. What do you think?"
"Okay, I'll reflect your thoughts to the above." Xia Shushi readily agreed.
"Then it's settled," Wei Ran said, hung up the phone tiredly, and fell onto the soft big bed.
In the blink of an eye, the next day, Wei Ran and the Li family, who had woken up early, boarded the high-speed train bound for the small town named after Commander Zhao, carrying several boxes of gifts brought from Sichuan and Sichuan.
“I don’t know if I can still find it.”
On the high-speed train, Li Weizhong said rather uneasily. In his hand, he also held a small sign made of rhinoceros horn. This sign was given to him by Mr. Li before leaving.
But whether the other party can recognize him, whether Hu Yuhu is still alive, and whether the Hu family can even be found are all painful unknowns.
After a long and short hour, the three of them walked out of the high-speed rail station. Weiran also received the car rented in advance and took the father, son and gifts to the final destination of the trip.
“That’s it”
When Wei Ran stopped the car, he was extremely certain that this was the small village that he and Li Sui'an had visited back then.
Time has passed for nearly a hundred years, and this small village is still peaceful and quiet. The only change is that the houses in the village have changed from dozens of adobe houses to more than a hundred brick houses with red walls and red tiles.
Quite coincidentally, when he parked the car at the entrance of the village, there happened to be a few little guys of seven or eight years old walking leisurely with schoolbags on their backs.
One of them was pulling a small sledge with his hand. Not only was his schoolbag and water cup placed on the sledge, but there was also a small yellow dog with floppy ears sitting on it.
After a quick reaction, Wei Ran smiled, lowered the window, pressed the brakes, and asked gently, "Children, what is the name of your village?"
"Huashhutun!" The little guy pulling the sledge gave an answer that was exactly the same as in his memory.
"Then are there any people named Hu in your village?" Wei Ran continued to ask.
"have!"
Another little guy replied, "The only family in our village is Hu. If you go straight along the avenue, you will find the family next to the forest at the end! Their courtyard wall is red."
"They run a school!" Another little guy said, "They run a martial arts school in the city!"
"Their second sister's father is amazing!"
The little guy who answered the question first said, "He can break bricks with one kick!"
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"My dad can kick ten pieces into pieces!"
"My father can kick Lu Qi to pieces... he can kick Luqi to pieces!"
"My dad can kick Ultraman to death!"
"Your dad farts!"
...
Looking dumbfounded at these little bean sprouts who had forgotten to go to school and were busy arranging work for their respective fathers, Wei Ran stepped on the accelerator in a happy mood.
Driving through the village, when Wei Ran followed his memory and stopped at the location of the adobe house, what he saw was a row of brick houses with northern characteristics, and a circle of houses painted with red walls.
Low courtyard wall.
Through the shoulder-high courtyard wall, you can still see that there is not only a small plastic shed in the courtyard, but also a row of thigh-thick wooden stakes buried on the other side.
At this time, there was a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Li Weizhong, and a man who looked older than Li Ziqiang, who were concentrating on kicking the pile.
Wei Ran recognized it at a glance, it was exactly the poking foot that Metal Book had taught him.
"This should be it," Weiran said while pulling on the handbrake.
"What kind of kung fu is this?" Li Ziqiang asked curiously as he opened the car door.
"Poke your feet," Wei Ran replied as he opened the car door.
"How did you recognize it?" Li Ziqiang became even more curious.
"I am from Cangzhou," Wei Ran naturally gave an answer that sounded extremely reasonable.
"Brother Wei can do it too?" Li Ziqiang became even more curious.
"What do I know?" Wei Ran waved his hand, "Who hasn't watched martial arts movies when they were young? Get out of the car quickly, Uncle Li, how about you knock on the door?"
"It's really my turn"
Uncle Li, who had specially changed into a formal suit before departure, had already got out of the carriage as he spoke.
At the same time, the old man and the young man in the yard also noticed the situation outside, stopped practicing one after another, wiped the sweat on their faces with towels, and curiously walked towards the open door.
"Is this Uncle Hu Yuhu's home?" Li Weizhong asked politely, holding a gift in one hand.
"Are you looking for my dad?"
The middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Li Weizhong looked at the three people in front of the door curiously, "Are you..."
"We are from Sichuan and Sichuan," Li Weizhong said, "the Li family in Zigong. My old man and I visited almost thirty years ago. I wonder if Uncle Hu is at home?"
"Zigong Li family? Li family!"
The visitor reacted immediately, and then asked in surprise, "Are you...oh——! Weizhong! You are the brother of Weizhong! It's me! Zhenxing! At my grandma's funeral, you were still with me
I’ll be keeping vigil together!”
"I remember! I remember!"
Li Weizhong shook hands with the other party excitedly, "I, I don't even dare to recognize you!"
"Quick, quick! Come in!"
The middle-aged man who called himself Zhenxing said this and pulled them in excitedly. At the same time, he did not forget to say hello, "Smash! Hurry! Go call your father! There is a visitor at home!"
Before he could finish his words, the man who looked to be in his thirties had already ran into the room.
When Wei Ran followed the Li family and his son and was let to the gate by Hu Zhenxing, an old man who looked to be in his eighties but in excellent health had already strode out.
"Uncle Hu, do you still remember me?"
Li Weizhong greeted you quickly and said, "I am Weizhong. In the winter of 1997, I came to your house with my old man Li Wangchuan."
"Remember! How could I not remember!"
The old man with a loud voice patted his thigh, "Is your father still strong? Does his leg still hurt in winter?"
"Still tough!"
Li Weizhong replied quickly, and at the same time, under the warm welcome of the family, he led outsiders Li Ziqiang and Wei Ran into the warm and clean main room.
When the two families sat down, Li Weizhong, after giving the gifts, told the whole story about his visit and presented the rhinoceros horn tablet he had brought.
"My father didn't hide this from me back then."
Mr. Hu Yuhu looked at the rhino horn sign in his hand and sighed, "I'm afraid I know more than you and your father know."
With that said, he placed the rhinoceros horn sign that Li Weizhong just handed over on the coffee table, then stood up and walked into the inner room.
Not long after, he brought a tin box that looked very familiar to Wei Ran, opened it, and took out half a piece of rhinoceros horn brand.
"This part of our family was found after the old anti-resistance alliance members Tian Xiaohu and Song Hongxia died, and my father went to find them in the secret camp where they were hiding."
Hu Yuhu said, placing the tile he took out on the coffee table, and then picked up the tile Li Weizhong brought again, "This tile was after the death of the cavalry company commander Ma Jintao.
The body was left behind after it was returned to Ma's house.
The old man of the Ma family gave this sign to your grandfather Li Sui'an as a memory and as a dowry.
My father told me this when he was still alive. He and my mother have been wanting to find the bodies of those Anti-Union comrades for most of their lives and bury them."
Speaking of this, Hu Yuhu, who was nearly in his late twenties, sighed, "My parents and your grandfather have always wanted to find the descendants of the Ma family and the Zhao family. I helped read the letters between the two elders in those years."
I helped write it.”
"My father can't even understand those slang words." Li Weizhong couldn't help but say.
"They all asked how they were doing, asked your grandfather if he had any news about the Ma family, and asked my father if he had any news about Zhao Jinyu's widow."
"I have to thank this young man for talking about this matter. Whether it is the descendants of the Ma family or the Zhao family, they all have news. He found it." Li Weizhong gently patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and said.
"Why does this young man look so familiar?"
Mr. Hu Yuhu looked at Wei Ran doubtfully, then slapped his thigh, "Oh my God! Isn't this the young man on TV?! I've seen him in the news! It was on the National Day program!
My grandson Shangwu also said, what the hell is he, Lao Maozi’s boss? Damn it, young man, are you trying to get into Lao Maozi’s gang with some gangster? This is another fight over there.
Are you up?"
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It didn't matter what the old man said. The man in his thirties who was accompanying him, and even Li Ziqiang who followed him, all sprayed the hot tea out of his nostrils.
"Old man, it's indeed me, but I'm not some thieves." Wei Ran replied with a grin.
"What the hell/are you a total prostitute?"
Hu Zhenxing and his contemporary Li Weizhong asked the same question in their respective hometown dialects, but what they received was that their sons turned to Wei Ran with their hands clasped together, coughing and mumbling "Sorry" over and over again.
"It's nothing, just a random nickname for me."
Wei Ran suppressed his embarrassment and changed the subject, "Mr. Hu, now Mr. Wangchuan has brought the saber of senior Zhao Jinyu to meet with the descendants of the Ma family and the Zhao family in person. It is estimated that there will be news in the next two days.
"
"Really?! Okay! This is great!"
Hu Yuhu sighed excitedly, "If we can really find it, it will be regarded as fulfilling my father's last wish! Please tell me how you found it!"
"It's a long story."
Wei Ran glanced at Hu Shangwu and Li Ziqiang, who were huddled together and secretly sizing him up, and who had clearly failed to hold their shit in. Starting from the fact that he accidentally obtained a box cannon and saber in Maozi's territory a few years ago, he slightly modified the
The investigation process was briefly explained with emphasis on the key points.
"That's pretty much it."
Wei Ran finally said, "A few days ago, I finally found the seller of those things. I also found the Eighth Cavalry Division back then. No, it should have been called the Temporary First Division at that time. I also found the suicide notes and family letters of the soldiers of that Cavalry Company.
, and also found the suicide notes of some anti-alliance fighters.
I followed this line of investigation for a long time, and finally I found the descendants of the Ma family and the Zhao family."
"It's not easy either..."
Hu Yuhu sighed, and then said, "Zhenxing, call your aunt and tell her that the family is here and ask her to come back quickly."
"Is that the child in the photo?" Wei Ran took out his cell phone, pulled up the reproduced photo, and pointed at the infant in it and asked.
"Yes, but it's not her."
Hu Yuhu said with a smile, "After my sister and brother-in-law retired from the armed police more than ten years ago, they opened a martial arts school in the city that specializes in jab kicks. Now my son is rejuvenated, my grandson is martial arts, and my
My nephew’s family is a teacher in a martial arts school.”
Having said this, Hu Yuhu told his eldest grandson, "Shang Wu, ask your mother to come back quickly. Then go to the neighbors and call a few helpers to kill the fattest pig and the goose in the pen. Let's kill them all."
Kill the pig and eat it!”
"Hey! I'm going right now!" Hu Shangwu ran out quickly without waiting for the Li family and his son to stop him.
Following this topic, everyone started talking about the pork-killing vegetables from Northeast China and the inherited poke legs.
Outside the yard, not long after, the big fat pig and the big goose screamed with joy.
When it was approaching lunch time, an Iveco also drove into the yard.
As the car door opened, an old lady with silver hair and a tough look, an old man with a rather serious look, and a large family got out of the car one after another.
It was precisely at this time that Li Weizhong also received a video call from his father.
Through a small screen, Wei Ran also saw a few elderly people of the same age around the old man from a distance.
Knowing that he had nothing to do anymore, Wei Ran contentedly picked up the tea cup and drank the hot tea in one gulp. Then he excused himself to go out for a walk and gave up the space to the three lively families.
Walking into the yard, Wei Ran stopped in front of a wooden stake, raised his leg and kicked it moderately with the soles of his feet.
With a muffled "dong" sound, the wooden pile, which was as thick as a thigh and had been carbonized, also shook, shaking off some dust stained on it.
Fortunately, in this land of white mountains and black waters, kicking someone to death has become a sport for physical fitness.
Fortunately, the slang that almost everyone had to know a few words before going out has been completely swept into the trash heap and has no further use.
"I'd better go to Maozi's territory and be my gangster."
Wei Ran, who was quite disappointed, muttered something self-deprecatingly, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Suisui, then turned around and walked into the bustling living room, putting aside the last concern about those friends, and followed the Li family with peace of mind as a junior.
The father and son had a meal at Hu Yuhu's house, which is a pig-killing dish that is only available during the Chinese New Year.
What he didn't expect was that at this sumptuous banquet, Mr. Hu Yuhu actually presented a slender wooden box.
"Weizhong, it's time to return this object to you." Mr. Hu Yuhu said solemnly.
"Uncle Hu, this is..." Li Weizhong took the wooden box with both hands and asked curiously, "Give it back to us?"
"Young student, aren't you a historian? How about I test you?" Hu Yuhu said, drawing everyone's attention to Wei Ran.
Hearing this, Wei Ran held a big white steamed bun in his hand and was unceremoniously putting pork, cabbage and stewed vermicelli into his mouth. He quickly chewed a few mouthfuls, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then took it from Li Ziqiang and handed it to him.
He wiped his hands with a wet wipe and asked vaguely, "Old man, I finally had a good meal, why did I bring it to the exam?"
When this joke was said, people at several large tables sitting around the living room burst into laughter.
"You young man, come here quickly and tell us old farmers something." Hu Yuhu also urged, laughing loudly.
"Then wait"
As Wei Ran spoke, he took out another wet towel and carefully wiped the soup on his hands and mouth, then took out a pair of silk gloves from his pocket and put them on, and then took the long piece of wood still held by Li Weizhong.
Box.
"Then I'll open it?" Wei Ran finally asked.
"Open it, open it."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hu Yuhu pointed to the middle of the living room, "Come, stand in the middle and tell everyone what the object in the box is."
Hearing this, Wei Ran, who had already guessed the answer in his heart, took a deep breath, carried the long box to the middle of the living room, and carefully opened the long box under the gaze of nearly twenty men, women, and children around him.
He took out the buckle and took out a long cloth roll that was the same as before.
After carefully opening the roll of cloth, everyone also saw a slender cavalry sword stored in a scabbard.
"嚓——"
He gently pulled the sword out of its sheath, and with a slightly harsh friction sound, a cavalry sword wrapped in putty was completely pulled out.
Taking the paper towel handed by Li Ziqiang, Wei Ran gently wiped the sludge on the blade clean. He just glanced at the words engraved on the blade and the mottled gaps on the blade, and then said firmly, "This is a cavalry sword, even more so.
To be precise, it is a Xuefeng knife."
Seeing that some people in the room looked surprised and some looked confused, Wei Ran continued to explain, "The saber was designed by Peng Xuefeng, commander of the Fourth Division of the New Fourth Army, national hero and strategist.
As far as I know, the saber in my hand is probably the only physical object left in the world."
Seeing the exclamations from the people in the room, Mr. Hu Yuhu also spoke at the right time and said, "When my father was alive, he said that this saber was left behind by Mr. Li Sui'an when he first came to our house after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Before he died, my father had a premonition that his time was short, so he specifically asked me to hide this saber. When one day I find a descendant of the Zhao family, I would take it out and return it to the Li family.
Wei Zhong, keep it, this is your grandfather's relic, take it home."
Hearing this, Wei Ran was the first to react and immediately sheathed his sword and solemnly handed it back to Li Weizhong, who looked slightly astonished.
