The strongest supreme soldier

Chapter 134

The bumps of the tricycle made Tang Yi still feel the ground shaking after landing.

At this time the sun had already set, if I hadn't met this enthusiastic uncle, I still don't know when I would be able to arrive.

The small county is being demolished on a large scale, and the chaos makes it so difficult to find a car.

The road more than 20 kilometers away from the county seat is a cement road, so many drivers are unwilling to run.

Especially after running back, the car was still empty. After calling and calling for half an hour, I couldn't find any car that was willing to come.

Having said that, Tang Yi couldn't help sighing. It seems that money is more important in this world. No wonder people in a peaceful society worship money. The little money in their pockets is not enough for other people's fares.

I haven’t returned to China for three years, and my allowance has been saved. After returning this time, I took out more than 30 yuan. Tang Yi divided the money into 36 shares without hesitation. In addition to the 1 yuan in his pocket, he planned to give it to his godfather. Besides, there is not much money left.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and I met an old man who went to the city to buy vegetables. Seeing Tang Yi wearing camouflage and the bold personality of the Northeast, he let him come to Wolong Village on his three-wheeled vegetable seller.

This village, far away from the city and backed by the vast forest, is a place where the Oroqen people live together.

Although most young people have moved to the city to work, the older generation still likes to stay here.

One is that it is difficult to leave the homeland, the other is that there is no rural atmosphere in the city, and the third is that it is also the habit of the Oroqen people, who can hunt here.

Especially in autumn and winter, there are a lot of roe deer here, so every time I come back, there will be roe deer meat to eat.

At dusk at sunset, the houses in the distance are already smoky with smoke.

There was a hint of rice fragrance in the air, and Tang Yi couldn't help swallowing.

He hasn't eaten since breakfast, the reason is nothing more than two words, no money.

However, after Tang Yi smoked three cigarettes there, he stamped out the cigarette butt and walked towards the village.

Now, Tang Yi felt as if he was being sent to the execution ground. For the past three years, he was used to suppressing his emotions in his heart, and he really didn't know how to deal with the situation for a while.

In this way, Tang Yi, who had no courage, came to Sun Le's house. Looking at the three tile-roofed houses in front of him with colorful rags hanging in front of him, Tang Yi's nose was a little sore.

This is the custom here. Hanging this kind of cloth strips means that there is a funeral at home, and the cloth strips are divided into three types, long, medium and short.

Long represents happiness and mourning, and the old man in the family dies. The more rags, the longer the life.

The middle one represents mourning, and it is the death of a middle-aged person in the family.

The short one represents sickness and bereavement, which means the death of a child in the family.

Each cloth strip represents one year old, and it takes three years to get it off after hanging on the door.

This cloth strip was hung just for Sun Le. Looking at the cloth strip, Tang Yi's eyes began to turn red.

Standing at the door, Tang Yi rubbed his nose. This is the happiest memory he had since he was a child, but he didn’t think that things were different. Those who joined the army with their bags on their backs walked out of this door, and when they came back, there was only one person left. up.

Just when Tang Yi's mind was full of memories, suddenly the door inside was pushed open.

The godmother in an apron was holding a basin and was about to come out to pour water, when she saw Tang Yi standing outside the gate of the big courtyard at a glance.

"Did Tang Yi come back?"

The godmother is over 50 years old, and her face is wrinkled in national costumes. This call is like a heavy blow, hitting Tang Yi's heart.

"Godmother, I'm back!"

Taking three steps at a time, Tang Yi rushed directly into the yard, and within a distance of more than 20 meters, he came to the door of the house in a blink of an eye.

Kneeling on the ground with a plop, Tang Yi's tears burst out again.

"Just come back! Just come back! Old man, come out, Tang Yi is back!"

Hugging Tang Yi, the godmother also shed tears.

As a godmother, he also treats Tang Yi as his own, and keeps saying that they have three children in their family.

The door of the room opened again, and the godfather in the room stepped out. He was a bit hunched at this time, and he was wrinkled after losing his beloved son.

"Godfather!"

Seeing his godfather, Tang Yi cried even more sadly, and seeing Tang Yi's godfather and godmother was also speechless at this moment.

They just muttered that it would be good to come back, and their clothes were wet with tears.

"Godfather godmother, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Sun Le!"

Tang Yi was three months older than Sun Le, and had always regarded himself as an older brother. Now that his younger brother died, but he was powerless, Tang Yi felt extremely guilty.

"Silly boy, don't talk stupid things. There are no eyes on the battlefield. Who can take care of who? We can rest assured that you can come back. I have been thinking about you today. I am afraid that something will happen to you, but we asked The officers who came over, but they refused to say anything, they only said that you are fine, and now that we really see that you are fine, we are relieved!"

He took Tang Yi's hand and held it tightly. This kind of strong hug made Tang Yi's heart hurt even more.

Their secret troops can't say anything, not even the reason for Sun Le's death.

Just when the three of them were hugging each other and crying, suddenly the door was pushed open again, followed by a girl who came out.

The 1.7-meter-long girl is none other than Sun Simiao, with big watery eyes filled with tears.

Although she was wearing a loose national costume, she still couldn't hide her beauty and youth. Standing at the door and looking at Tang Yi, her eyes were so complicated.

"My brother is so dead!"

Sun Simiao bit his lip, looked at Tang Yi, and asked word by word. This question troubled the family of three.

"I can't tell!"

Tang Yi looked at Sun Simiao, he couldn't say three words, probably the most he said in these years.

When they came back before, Sun Simiao would pester them to listen to the stories in the barracks, but when it came to her questions, both of them spoke in unison and could not speak.

It cannot be said, not any of the actions, not even where they are stationed.

I can only wait for them to take the initiative to call home, but I can only pass on urgent matters at home.

This is the special management of the Dragon Shadow Troop. Because of the secrecy, they don't even have a phone call.

"Tell me! I want to know!"

Sun Simiao walked over, and she, who was usually not good at speaking, looked straight at Tang Yi.

"I... can't say!"

Tang Yi's words reached his throat, but he still couldn't speak.

He can't lie to his closest relatives, but he can't even violate discipline. Everything he knows can only be taken into the grave.

"Say! I want to know!"

Sun Simiao suddenly punched Tang Yi in the chest, and she, who had a hunting talent since she was a child, rushed forward like crazy.

Tang Yi did not dodge or evade in the chaos of punches, and his godfather and godmother tried to stop him, but they couldn't stop the crazy Sun Simiao at all.

Under the great grief, she was completely mad, crying and beating Tang Yi while Tang Yi closed his eyes, letting Sun Simiao's fists fall on his body and face.

(End of this chapter)