Return to the exciting era of 1999

Chapter 543 Dusty time, undisguised hero

"Huh? What's going on, village chief?"

Children seldom lie, so Ji Donglai carried the little boy directly into the car, and the village chief grinned.

"His family belonged to the Feng army who fled into the customs back then. Those who didn't resist couldn't be counted. That's what the village said!"

"Yes, their family is ashamed, it can't be counted!"

"Yes, the teacher said, if they don't resist, it's embarrassing..."

The adults didn't speak, but the children spoke, Ji Donglai couldn't help being taken aback, the little boy bit his lips tightly at this moment, tears rolled around his eyes.

"My grandfather participated in the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War. Before that, he beat Lao Maozi. Why is he not a hero of the Anti-Japanese War? Their family carried a stretcher, and they were heroes without firing a gun. Their family dug trenches, and they never touched a gun. ; Their family is a singer in the army, and they are also considered heroes of the War of Resistance?"

"Have you ever killed a devil in your family? Why do you guys count it all? Those in our family who killed devils don't count. It's not fair..."

Tears were falling down, the little boy's fists were clenched tightly, and the village head over there didn't dare to look at the little boy at this moment, Ji Donglai saw all this in his eyes.

A group of little guys were still arguing, the little boy was standing in the car and was almost arguing with others, Ji Donglai waved his hands, and the group of children stopped arguing.

"Principal Han, you are a teacher, do you think this counts?"

Ji Donglai looked back at the principal of the school, who was sweating all over while carrying the supplies.

"As far as I'm concerned, this village is basically all military households. It's the same as having a disability certificate and not having a disability certificate. If you lose a leg and don't have a disability certificate, you are still considered a disabled person. But the food is yours. You decide."

Wiping the sweat off his head, Principal Han wiped the tears from the little boy's face, and the village head knocked on the cigarette pouch.

"It's fine if I want to say it, but we don't dare to say anything if there is no context. Principal Han is an intellectual, and we believe you. From now on, our village can't say that the old Wang's family is not from the War of Resistance. No matter what anyone says, We have to have a steelyard in our hearts.”

"Hey, Lao Wang is at the head of the village. Mr. Han, you can take Mr. Ji there. It's fine if we are cadres. You young people will accumulate some virtue in their mouths. If you dare to say this, you will not be allowed to go to school in the future. do you know?"

Ji Donglai is a person who really does practical things for the village, and the village head is not easy to refute face, but he dare not really say something fair to Wang Guangzhi's family.

In this way, Teacher Han brought Ji Donglai, and the team brought the last supplies into the dilapidated small yard in the village under the guidance of the little boy.

Traditional one side green, green brick building.The yard is very flat, and it can be seen that the owner is very clean.

The fence of the fence yard has been crooked, and it is supported by sticks, and it may fall at any time.

The wooden door hadn't been painted, and the surface was decayed and blackened.Unlike many other homes, the old man's home uses a traditional hinge structure instead of a hinge.

The tomatoes in the small garden in the yard bear beautiful fruits, the cucumbers hang all over the branches, and there is a row of fruit trees along the wall, and now the fruit has bent the branches.

The design of the main room of the side rooms and ear rooms shows that the people who built the house are very traditional.The ear room on the left is the cowshed. There are no animals at this time, and a group of chickens are napping on it.

"Grandpa, big brother came to see you, he said that you are also a hero of the War of Resistance..."

Before Ji Donglai got off the car, the little boy was the first to jump out of the car and ran wildly all the way into the yard.

"Zhiqiang, run slowly, don't fall down. If you are a hero or not, don't argue with others, you are disobedient."

With his face sideways, Wang Guangzhi stooped to meet the little boy and staggered over. Behind him, Wang Guangzhi's wife poked his head out of the door.

"Zhiqiang, bring a guest into the courtyard, and the visitor is a guest. I said yesterday that you brought someone, you, don't run so fast."

Stretching out his hand to touch Wang Zhiqiang's head, the old lady doted on him very much, almost the same as the old man, and the other side also turned his head sideways, Ji Donglai asked his men to lift the things off the car.

There is a small table at the door, with a plate of scrambled eggs, two small dishes from the garden, and a jug of wine on it.

"Mr. Ji, there is nothing to entertain at home. I heard from Zhiqiang that you helped our village build roads, build houses, and help the village with electric lights. We thank you. Sit down quickly, and we thank you on behalf of the old brothers."

Wang Guang saw Ji Donglai's outline vaguely, and Ji Donglai hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him together. After a closer look, he found that the old man's eyes were completely cloudy, and the joints of his hands were swollen very badly.

In the old lady's eyes, there was a white spot the size of a red bean on one eyeball.

"Master, what's the matter with your eyes? Madam's is the same, can it be operated on?"

Although Wang Guangzhi's body is already hunched, but judging from his body shape, the opponent was at least 1.9 meters tall when he was young, and he was very burly.

"It doesn't matter. I'm 97 this year. I can't live for a few days. I might go to see my old comrades in a few years. My child's grandma is now 85, and she is very old. It may not come down."

"This is fate, don't fight against fate, Mr. Ji, you sit down. You are a good person in our Kanto, and you build bridges and roads to benefit one side. According to the old rules, you have to set up a monument of merit. I am old, I can't move anymore, I can't carry stones on my back, forgive me, future generations will remember it."

"I didn't cook anything delicious. You eat eggs. This is the wine made by our own family. If you drink some, it can be regarded as a little sympathy from our local people. People speak lightly. I am old, and the young people in the village have gone out to work. The next person can't do it anymore, please forgive me..."

Wang Guangzhi spoke very politely, and the little boy stared at the eggs on the table and swallowed his saliva.

Ji Donglai didn't want to eat it at first, but Wang Guangzhi couldn't resist holding his hand.

"Mr. Han, you can sit down too, the uncle is too enthusiastic..."

Let the group of his subordinates go back first, Ji Donglai and Mr. Han had no choice but to sit down, and Wang Guangzhi just sat down.

The stupid eggs raised at home are just fried with simple salt. The taste is very good. The rice grains are not big, but the taste is really good. Ji Donglai and Mr. Han ate two bowls of rice each.

As for the eggs, most of Ji Donglai gave them to Wang Zhiqiang. It can be seen that scrambled eggs are not often made at home, and the ones the little guy eats are delicious.

"Grandpa, I heard that you also participated in the War of Resistance? Tell us about it. There are fewer and fewer veterans like you, and the ones left behind are our national treasures. Let us catch up. You will reluctantly tell us about it." What happened back then, I'm going back soon..."

His subordinates hadn't come back yet, Ji Donglai had nothing to do, so he simply chatted with Wang Guangzhi, and the other party didn't want to recall what happened back then.

(End of this chapter)