The house in Chongqing was also silent. After the war of resistance against Japan, two people in the house were gone. Although there were firecrackers outside, there was a sea of joy.
"Dad, I'm back."
"Well, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!"
The old man looked at the ocean of joy outside. His home was like an ice cellar. No one knew what to say next.
"How are your Eighth Route Army doing in Shanxi?"
"It's okay. The war is over. We're ready for mass production."
South Korea wears a military uniform. It seems that over the years, he has become more and more fond of this military uniform.
“Are American military uniforms still comfortable to wear?”
"It's comfortable, of course it's comfortable!"
Han Cheng took off his Eighth Route Army uniform and returned to his home. He was not outside, so there was no need to carry so many extra emotions.
"After the war is over, what are you going to do? I don't think the Nationalist Government has any intention of negotiating peace with you. I used to think that after fighting the Japanese, you two can truly contribute to the country. Now it seems that I was wrong.
Yeah, I’m so confused!”
The old man was very excited. He didn't know what to say because he could guess what kind of development the future would bring.
"Dad, you are right. The war is over. Aren't we all doing well?"
Han Cheng quickly hugged the old man. The old man touched Han Cheng's face with trembling hands and took a deep breath.
"It's been a long time since I talked to you like this. When our family was all together, it was so peaceful. The whole family was working hard together. Now look at your brother! There is something I want to talk to you about.
What do you mean!"
"Dad, I don't have anything to say here. We are both soldiers and have different political views, so we can't talk about it together."
South Korea lit up a cigarette and said to the old man.
"You! Bastard! He is your brother. You are working for the country together. No one cares about family affairs. What did my old man say? Could it be that your brother is back and you are showing off your official airs here!"
"Dad, it's okay, it's okay. Don't be angry. If he doesn't want to tell us, let's just stop listening. My sister is still here."
Han Cheng was holding back his tears. Not far away from his eyes was his sister who had been inactive for some time. Her mother used the best rouge and perfume to dress her up beautifully.
"Have all the funeral arrangements been made?"
"After the arrangements are made, the couple can be buried together neatly."
The old man was heartbroken because he didn't know whether to be happy or sad at this time.
"Grandpa!"
As he was talking, a child with a tiger-like head appeared outside the door, wearing white clothes.
"Kid, who are you?"
Han Cheng quickly covered it up, and then said to the children. The old man also heard it, hurriedly wiped the tears from his eyes, and then took a few deep breaths.
"My name is Wang Yaoyang, who are you!"
"Oh, my Yaoyang is back!"
Korea immediately stepped forward and picked up the child.
"Uncle, who is he and why does he look so similar to you?"
"He is your uncle. Don't you see him often? The portrait on the wanted notice issued by the Japanese is your uncle."
South Korea held the child and said with a smile.
"Is this my sister's child?"
"Uncle, can you come to school with me tomorrow? My classmates say that the Eighth Route Army does not fight Japanese enemies. When the time comes, tell them that the Eighth Route Army also fights Japanese soldiers!"
Han Cheng was about to burst into tears. Who knew it would be like this in Chongqing.
"No, boy, a real man won't boast about what he has done. Someone will prove it one day."
Xiao Yaoyang twisted his body and got off Han Cheng's body, and then threw himself into Han Cheng's arms.
"Okay Yaoyang, won't there be school today?"
"There will be no classes in the school today. Let's go down there."
The old man said with a kind face, and my mother also came down from upstairs at this time.
"Yaoyang is back, come to grandma and see what grandma bought you!"
After Yaoyang left, the three men fell into silence again.
"Oh, what a wonderful family it turned out to be."
The old man said helplessly that as he was very sensitive to politics, he should have known that the conflict between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party was not so easy to resolve. Especially after the plan to attack Yan'an failed, the old man had expected such a day.
"The country will eventually restore peace, but the government in power can only be the current National Government, not your Communist Party."
"Isn't it time to propose the formation of a coalition government? Once a coalition government is formed, won't there be no conflicts?"
Han Cheng said with a guilty conscience, because he knew that this coalition government would not be formed.
"Do you think it will still be formed? The KMT and the CCP have a bloody feud, which can be easily eliminated!"
The old man knocked on the table.
"That's enough. I don't want to get involved in the affairs of you two anymore. I thought it would be very sad to lose two people in the family. I didn't expect that my two sons are going to start fighting again. You guys go ahead and fight.
I won’t get involved in your affairs anymore. In a few days, I will go directly to the United States and move to a place where you can’t see me. I am tired and I can’t bear to lose any more children!”
The old man stood up tremblingly, and then came to his daughter, his tears unknowingly falling down again.
Han Cheng and his brother were the only ones left in the room. Han Cheng put on his military uniform, fastened his style buckle, and glanced at his brother.
"We don't have anything to say, so let's leave it at that."
Han Cheng actually didn't want to stay any longer. He could feel his brother's feelings for him. The repulsion from the bottom of his heart was like forcing him to leave home.
"Yes, I was merciful when you survived the Long March, but this time, I will definitely kill you."
The two brothers seemed to have broken up at this time. The two men looked directly at each other, but there was no murderous look in their eyes as they imagined.
"Oh, our anti-Japanese hero is back, Darling, is this your brother?"
While he was talking, the door suddenly opened, and a woman walked in. This woman was something Han Cheng had never seen before. Han Cheng immediately turned his eyes elsewhere. It was obvious that Han Cheng didn't want her to know about the relationship between brothers.
what happened.
"This is?"
"Hello, I am Xu Juan, your sister-in-law."
This woman stretched out her hand generously. This was the first time Han Cheng had met such a generous woman, but what could make Han Cheng change his mood all of a sudden was that his brother was really moved.
"This is indeed the person who made my eldest brother fall in love. He is really dignified and virtuous."
"No, you're not the same. The reward for being wanted by Japan in North China is rising again and again. You are a hero just like your brother."
Xu Juan excused herself to cook, leaving the two brothers standing in the room looking at each other. There was only embarrassment in the middle.
"I remember that you were very close to that female reporter before?"
"People looked down on us. Later, my father introduced this to me. I thought it was quite suitable, so we got together."
But no one expected that this would be the last formal conversation between the two brothers, because Hancheng would return to the base area to start work the next day, and his time in Chongqing was really limited.