That was before liberation, and the old man was just a little kid. The Anti-Japanese War had just started at that time, and victims were everywhere.
Wang Yun originally came from a wealthy family. His grandfather served as prefect during the Manchu and Qing dynasties, but was removed from his post during the Republic of China. However, a emaciated camel was bigger than a horse. Although his family no longer serves as an official, they are still famous far and wide.
Landlord.
Later, the Japanese invaded. Her father, Zhou Hao, was also a coward who was afraid of death. He actually became a traitor and followed a group of little Japanese all day.
itch.
Later, in a local war, the anti-Japanese army gained the upper hand, and the small Japanese group was driven out. Without this big backer, the Zhou family was naturally unlucky. Zhou Hao was beaten to death by the villagers with sticks, and his family's wealth
They were all confiscated, and dozens of members of the Zhou family were dismissed.
Wang Yun was only ** years old at the time, and no one would adopt a child from a traitor family. Without support, Wang Yun became a beggar on the street. He almost met my great-grandfather when he was about to starve to death.
That winter, my great-grandfather and some of the guys on the next trip were going to the Northeast to do some work. When they saw that this little girl was so pretty and attractive, they felt soft and sent a guy to take Wang Yun back directly.
She moved to her hometown. In this way, Wang Yun became the daughter of the Wang family.
My great-grandfather had a good plan. He wanted to raise the girl and leave it to the old man as his wife. But the old man was only a half-grown child at that time. It was the time when he was rebellious and had a stubborn temper.
Naturally he was unhappy when he heard about this, and later he simply moved to live with his grandfather and refused to go home again.
This matter was at loggerheads for many years, and it finally eased when Wang Yun got married. After that, the two of them didn't have much contact, until the old man finally moved out of the village, the relationship was still tepid.
I asked my cousin if there was anything important when she came here this time.
My cousin seemed to be an honest woman. When she heard this, she said: "My mother called me. Not long ago, my uncle came to our place. My mother was very happy, so she asked my uncle to stay for dinner."
My uncle said that he would no longer use the old house and asked my family to clean it up and keep it for use. I saw that there were still a lot of things in the house, so my mother asked me to come over and ask if I would like any more.
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I immediately understood that I knew that old house. It was just on the edge of the rural village. The three red brick houses were where the old man used to live. I had been there twice when I was a child, but I really don’t have any use for it now.
I was just about to answer her, but something clicked in my mind. What was the old man doing there? He couldn't bear to leave the old house. But then he wouldn't give it away. There must be a purpose. I thought to myself.
I asked my cousin when did the old man go? She said it was two days ago. I counted the days and found that it should have been not long after we came out of Qinling Mountains. I think at that time the old man should have left earlier than us.
Coming out of the Qinling Mountains.
Why on earth did he rush to the old house as soon as he left Qinling Mountains? Is there any secret hidden there? But no matter what, I am still very happy. This at least proves that the old man has escaped from the sacred lake safely. There is nothing better than this
more important.
After thinking about it, I made a decision. It would be better to go and take a look in person. No matter how careful the old man's thoughts are, there are always gaps. Maybe there will be some clues left for me.
We set off the next day. It’s not too far from here to our hometown. It doesn’t take a day to get there by car. We took a bus and passed that small town on the way. After getting off the bus, we walked three or four miles.
arrive.
It was already past one o'clock in the morning when I returned to the village. I asked my cousin to go home first, and I returned to the old house alone with the key.
The house is on the edge of the village. It is very clean. I can't hear anything except two dogs barking. I opened the door and walked in. There was a musty smell in the house. Since no one had lived in it for a long time, the power had long been turned off.
It was broken, and it was so dark inside that you couldn't see anything.
I had already been mentally prepared for this. When I came, I brought a light. I turned it on and took a look, and I immediately felt a familiar feeling. After looking at the furnishings and layout, the blurry images in my mind suddenly became clear.
It didn't change at all. Except for the dust on it, everything was exactly the same as in my memory.
There is an Eight Immortals table, two chairs next to it, and a long desk in the back. There should have been a portrait of my great-grandfather on the wall, but it has been taken down now.
I remember that the old man lived in a wing room on the east side. There was only a bed, a table and a wardrobe in it. Since the house was originally covered with dust, I could tell if someone had moved somewhere recently just by looking at it.
There were several signs of being rummaged through in the room, the closet and the table being the two most important ones. I opened the drawer and took a look, and there was nothing in it. There was nothing except some handwritten cardboard and pens. I
I turned it over and saw that the paper was all blank. It seemed that the old man had sorted it out very cleanly and didn't leave any clues for me.
I didn't give up and opened the closet again. It was also empty inside. There was nothing except a tattered military coat and gray-black sanitary robes. From various indications, there should have been a lot of things here, but they were all empty.
They were sorted and taken away. These two pieces of clothing were probably left behind because they were too tattered.
I was extremely disappointed. It seemed that this trip was in vain. Just as I was about to close the cabinet door, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a white corner exposed in a damaged area of your military coat. I touched it with my hand and immediately felt this
It should be a photo that was sewn into the clothes. I was so happy that I hurriedly tore a big gap in the clothes and took out the photo.
The photo is black and white, and there are some snowflakes on it. It was obviously taken very long ago. The picture in the photo is very strange. There are no people or scenery visible, only a blurry outline. The background is dark, and there seems to be something vaguely there.
The shadow of the Taoist Gate. But the gate was very weird, a little twisted, and the darkness around the gate was vaguely spiral-shaped, as if the gate was not built on matter, but independent of the air.
I don't know why, when I saw this photo, I couldn't help but shudder, and a kind of coldness came from my heart, which made people feel creepy.
What's going on? I put down the photo and took a deep breath, calming down again. I took the coat out of the closet, checked it up and down, and found another photo in the lower corner of the coat. The same thing.
In the black and white photo, the picture is a little unclear, but it can still be barely discerned.
This time it is a portrait photo. There are five people in the photo, all wearing dark green military uniforms. The five people's faces are all between thirty and forty years old. They are not wearing any weapons. I don't know what kind of military branch they belong to.
This photo was taken in the open air. The background is on a snowy field. There is a vague shadow of a big mountain in the distance behind it, but it is too far away to see clearly.
I looked at these two photos carefully. From the picture, there is no connection between the two photos, and I don’t know any of the five people in the photos. But why are they sewn into the military uniform? And why are they in the military uniform?
Where is the old man's room?
According to the old man, he has never been a soldier, so the people above should have no special relationship with him. Maybe he doesn't know that there are two photos in this military uniform.
It suddenly occurred to me that this military uniform might not have belonged to the old man, so who was its original owner? Why did it end up in the old man’s hands again? What secrets are hidden in these two photos?
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't get a clue, so I finally had to put away the photos and leave the room. Then I went to another house and searched again, but also found nothing.
At this moment, a middle-aged man came over with a flashlight. He looked like a standard farmer in his forties and looked very honest.
"Is this your eldest nephew? I'm your uncle. I heard your aunt said you were already here, so I came over to take a look."
It turned out that my cousin was here, so I hurried up the mountain to say hello. We chatted casually for a few words, and then my cousin explained the reason for his visit: "I didn't want your aunt to trouble you anymore, but your aunt insisted on letting you come over. Look,
We feel sorry for you that you came all the way and we don’t have any conditions to entertain you."
After a pause, he continued: "Look at the things in this house, they are not expensive, and they can't be sold for much money. This, our house lacks a decent table, I originally wanted to put this
The table was brought back, as well as the bed inside. Your brother just married a wife the year before last year. The bed was too small, and I never had the conditions to buy one for him. And..."
I have relatives in my heart. In the face of interests, sometimes family affection is so meager. I interrupted him and said: "Uncle, needless to say, since the old man gave you this house, I want these things."
It's of no use. You can take whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you don't take it. When I leave, you can do whatever you want here."
The cousin smiled "silly" and said: "I know that you are easy to talk to, eldest nephew. Well, eldest nephew, you go home and sit down quickly. I will ask your aunt to kill a chicken and give you a good supplement. We are all chickens."
It’s native chicken and it’s very nourishing!”
"No, uncle, it's too troublesome. I just came here to take a look and plan to go back tomorrow. There is no one to look after my shop, so I don't worry."
But my cousin didn't agree and insisted on dragging me to his house, but I really didn't want to waste any more words to deal with it. In the end, there was really no other way, so he explained the reason. It turned out that my aunt insisted on seeing me, saying that she had something to think about.
She told me that it’s just that her legs and feet have been inconvenient in the past two years, otherwise she would have come here by herself. I think since she is here, let’s meet her!
When I got there, the old lady was sitting on the bed looking eagerly at the door. When she saw me coming, she immediately grinned: "Hutou, here we come, come here and show your aunt."