Zhao Hongbing did not flee into the mountains and old forests like San Biangua. After he left the city, he went straight to an ancient temple more than ten kilometers away from the city. He knew that the police would not be able to find him for a while. This ancient temple was very popular before liberation.
, but it was destroyed during the destruction of the Four Old Ages and rebuilt after the Cultural Revolution. However, in the 1980s, few citizens believed in Buddhism, so this ancient temple was very deserted.
He went to this ancient temple not because he wanted to become a monk, but because he wanted to have some peace and quiet.
Zhao Hongbing stepped into the main hall and saw the dignified Buddha statue at a glance. He couldn't help but prostrate himself in front of the Buddha statue. On top of it, Zhao Hongbing knelt down for a long time.
An old monk with white beard and hair stood beside Zhao Hongbing at some point.
"Almsgiver, chant to Namo Amitabha, and you will be free of all the sins in your chest." The old monk said in a low voice with his hands on his hands.
Zhao Hongbing, who was looking at the golden body of the Buddha in a daze, felt a shiver in his heart when he heard this soft sentence. Although the old monk's voice was extremely low, to Zhao Hongbing's ears it sounded like a bell, hitting his heart hard and shaking his whole body.
trembling
"Namo Amitabha" Zhao Hongbing followed up by chanting. It is said that after finishing this chant, Zhao Hongbing burst into tears. Zhao Hongbing later said that the last time he shed tears was when his mother passed away. From then on, no matter what happened, he never cried again.
cried
At this moment, Zhao Hongbing's mind was flooded with thoughts, and scenes from the past two years or so since his demobilization came to mind. In the winter more than two years ago, the handsome retired PLA soldier with a big red flower on his chest returned home with a third-class merit award.
A few months later, he lost his job due to impulsiveness. Then he fought hard with Erhu, Sanhuzi, Lu Wei and others over trivial matters and became famous. After meeting Gao Huan, he eloped, and for the sake of his comrades Xiao Ji and Li
The old stick fought hard and established his status in the world. All this happened in just over two years.
Today, he will finally be wanted
Was he such a perverse and violent person before? Did the army train him to learn the art of defeating the enemy and let him use it in fighting? Can he stand up to his father's sincere teachings and the big red flower on his chest when he was demobilized?
?Is he worthy of the three comrades in his class who died in Laoshan? His three comrades sacrificed for the stability and happiness of the people of the Republic. Of course, Zhao Hongbing was just like them back then. Now, the spear stab in his hand is still familiar, but the knife stabbing him
Pointed, the target is no longer the Vietnamese devils of the past
Is this still the same Zhao Hongbing who was willing to sacrifice his life for the country and put his life and death on the front line of Laoshan?
"Go and surrender!" A voice shouted in Zhao Hongbing's chest
"Thank you, Master." Zhao Hongbing, whose face was full of tears, turned around and saw that the old monk had left unexpectedly.
Zhao Hongbing kowtowed three times and turned to leave.
Zhao Hongbing later said that that day, he was reborn
That night, when the third sister Zhao Hongbing walked into the door of her community, she saw a familiar figure waving to her in the darkness of the community. When she saw this figure, she shed tears. She knew Zhao Hongbing, and she knew that her brother was a brave man.
A person who dares to face the reality will definitely not run away. It will only make people go further and further down the road of sin.
"Third Sister"
"..." Zhao Hongbing's third sister sobbed softly and was speechless. "Sister, I have decided to surrender."
"..." Zhao Hongbing's third sister was still speechless, stroking Zhao Hongbing's cheek, "Dad, how are you?"
"Fortunately, you go home and ask dad to take you to surrender!" Zhao Hongbing's third sister sobbed and looked into Zhao Hongbing's eyes.
"I'll go back tomorrow night. I have something to do tomorrow."
"Hurry up and surrender, what else do you have to do?" Zhao Hongbing's third sister stabilized her emotions.
"Gao Huan is on summer vacation and should be home tomorrow morning. I want to see her again."
"Go ahead, Red Soldier. I asked your third brother-in-law. He said that you have made military exploits and have no criminal record. The sentence can be reduced during sentencing. Besides, Mr. Li is not a good person, so you will not be sentenced harshly."
"I will turn myself in even if I am sentenced severely. I have to bear the responsibility if I do something wrong. Third sister, please promise me something."
"What's up"
"If Gao Huan comes to ask you, you tell me that I don't like her anymore and you tell Xiao Shen, Dawei and the others. If Gao Huan asks them, you let them answer in the same way."
"You want to break up with Gao Huan?"
"Do you want Gao Huan to wait for me to be released from prison? Do you want a college student to marry a reform-through-labor prisoner?"
"You are a good boy, not a prisoner of labor reform." After saying this, the third sister, who was stroking Zhao Hongbing's cheek, shed tears again.
"Sister, promise me, I'm leaving." Zhao Hongbing turned around and left, disappearing into the night
Zhao Hongbing's third sister has been dead for a long time. It is still difficult for her to accept that her brother is about to become a prisoner of labor reform. Just three years ago, her brother was still her pride and the pride of their whole family.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Hongbing appeared under a tree about 30 meters outside Gao Huan's house. He was wearing a straw hat and covering his face. He was waiting for Gao Huan quietly. He just wanted to see her again.
Don’t expect anything extra. The train from Beijing to our city will arrive early in the morning.
Finally, he saw Gao Huan from a distance
Looking from a distance, Gao Huan, who used to be so energetic, seemed a little haggard. After getting off the No. 7 bus, he walked slowly towards his house with his schoolbag on his back.
Her figure is still thin and delicate. She always walks with her head held high. This time she lowers her head and kicks pebbles, thoughtfully.
Zhao Hongbing's words "Huanhuan" swirled in his throat countless times, but he still couldn't shout it out.
He didn't dare to shout, he thought: If he shouted, it might delay Gao Huan's life's happiness. He already owed Gao Huan too much. He hoped that Gao Huan could forget him, and even hated him. Only Gao Huan could completely forget her.
Only with high joy can you be happy
Finally, Gao Huan knocked on the door and entered the home, leaving behind a lonely figure.