ghost head legend

After finishing speaking, Cao Lei suddenly lowered his head and fell silent.Seeing Cao Lei's appearance, Chen Kun asked, "Why don't you talk?" Cao Lei sighed: "We are still in school, how could our family agree to let us go to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts?"

Chen Kun smiled angrily and slapped him hard on the head: "Why are you so stupid? Who said that only Shaolin Temple can learn martial arts. Besides, we can only learn some ostentation when we go to Shaolin Temple. It's useless. What we need to learn are some practical skills."

Cao Lei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and while rubbing his head with his hands, he asked stupidly, "Then where do we go to study?" Chen Kun didn't speak, but just looked at me with his eyes.

Glory thought for a while: "Do you know Grandpa Zhang?" Cao Lei hurriedly said when he heard the question, "Is it because he has white hair, a beard, and a little lame leg. He often sits alone in front of your house. On the big bluestone at the entrance of the alley, there is an old man listening to the radio with a radio in his hand."

Glory nodded: "Yes, Grandpa Zhang is a veteran. He fought devils during the Anti-Japanese War, and fought against the Kuomintang during the three-year Anti-Japanese War. He participated in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam and the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. He once stopped a company of US troops from attacking by himself. When the ammunition is gone, fight with the bayonet until the arrival of reinforcements. You should know how many people are in a company. If he doesn't know how to fight, he would have died a long time ago. How many seniors in the war years He died on the battlefield, but he is still alive, this is the proof. He used killing skills on the battlefield, I think it is very practical for us." Before the words fell, Cao Lei took Chen Kun and me by the hand to Run in the direction of my home.

Grandpa Zhang lives alone and has no relatives.Walking with a limp due to an injured leg.Life is inconvenient, so the neighbors in the neighborhood will help him do what they can when it is convenient.

During the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, his leg was injured by a bomb, and the shrapnel has not been removed. I once asked Grandpa Zhang why he didn’t go to the hospital to remove the shrapnel.But Grandpa Zhang said, keep it, and keep it as a souvenir.How many brothers went to the battlefield with me, and they all died on the battlefield and never came back. Keeping it reminds me of those comrades who died and reminds me not to forget them.Grandpa Zhang often told me about his past, showing me the medals he won and the scars on his body very ostentatiously.

This makes me yearn for little.He was a hero, a true unsung hero.

Let us pay tribute to those who died on the battlefield.

When Mama An first moved here, she heard that Grandpa Zhang was a widowed old man, so she often came to help Grandpa Zhang with some housework, washing clothes, and cooking.He treats Grandpa Zhang like his own biological father.

When Grandpa Zhang heard that Mama An had an accident, he often cried secretly by himself.One person muttered, An Yun is a good girl, she left at such a young age.She is so kind, why not let me, a useless old man, die for her.If you let me know who these bastards are, I will definitely shoot them down with my own hands.Grandpa Zhang never shed tears when he was injured on the battlefield, but now he secretly cried for Mother An.

When we came to the gate of Grandpa Zhang's house, we saw Grandpa Zhang watering the vegetables grown in the yard again.