Chapter 268 (1/2)

Zhou Wen walked around the hillside.

The hillside was covered with dense shrubs and bamboo groves, but the old man opened a place near the water source to grow vegetables.

I haven't come back for ten days. Grass has grown in the vegetable field.

Zhou Wen looked at it and then went back the same way.

When passing through the dog circle, the wolf dog, who had just poked out his head and was ready to bark, looked at Zhou Wen. He was scared and immediately drew back.

Several old men and women who came to visit Li Yunlan are still there.

Because Li Yunlan was suffering from Alzheimer's disease and cancer. When she went to Jinling, everyone thought she would die in the hospital, but she didn't expect to die. Moreover, her dementia was still cured. At this time, they kept asking her.

The old lady got Zhou Wen's advice, so she didn't talk nonsense. She just said that she was cured in the hospital.

The old man over here is scouring the hut for rice and cooking lunch.

Zhou Wenyi looked and rushed to help.

”Master, take a rest and give it to me...”

Before the old man refused, Zhou Wen grabbed the rice cooker in his hand and put the water on the cooker.

Then he took vegetables, mushrooms and ribs from the plastic bag and cooked them quickly.

His two hands are supported by the system, and he also drew a high-level cooking skill in the last lottery, so whether it is cutting or cooking, it is absolutely a master level.

At first, Li zhongyun was worried that Zhou Wen, a great doctor, would not cook. But seeing his posture of cutting vegetables, he immediately knew that he was worried.

So I went out to the firewood pile and came back with a bundle of broken wood and started to burn

Zhou Wen has a lot of things, including hospitals, companies and research institutes.

There are still seven or eight system tasks waiting for him to complete.

But he was not in a hurry.

The world is in a state of panic. All they want is silver.

However, he did not lack those two pieces of silver, so he acted more calmly and calmly.

After dinner, I wandered around the neighborhood, and then talked with the person in charge of the decoration company in the town, how to clean up the old man's house again.

In the evening, Zhou Wen lived in the old man's house.

The old lady went to bed early.

The old man returned home and brought his wife back alive. He was in a good mood and had a few drinks with Zhou Wen.

After a few cups of Maotai, the old man finally couldn't stand it. He told Zhou Wen about the extraordinary years.

”It was the spring of 1950, when I was only 18 years old...”

The old man was old and spoke slowly, and his memory was still vague. He could not remember the time, place and people clearly, but he did not forget anything about what happened.

With the old man's speech, Zhou Wen seems to have returned to that period of war.

During this period, the old man also mentioned his grandfather Zhou Kun.

According to the old man, his grandfather and Li zhongyun once laid down a trench and fought side by side. Later, he was wounded and retired from the army in the battlefield, and he lost contact with him ever since.

With the strength of wine, the old man got up and turned things under the bar table.

”Sit down, please tell me where it is, and I'll look for it...”

Under the guidance of the old man, Zhou Wen removed a pickle jar with thick mud from the bottom of the table, covered with spider webs and brown dust.

The old man wiped the cobwebs and dust off the pickle jar with a rag. Then he pulled the end of the rope up and untied it. Then he uncovered the mud seal and the plastic cloth together.

From it came a pile of commemorative medals, certificates of honor wrapped in transparent plastic paper, even eating copper bowls and faded white enamel jars.

The others were fine, but Zhou Wen was surprised by one of the dark gray silver military medals engraved with Chao - Xianwen.

As far as he knows, military meritorious medals will only be awarded to those who have won the first-class or third-class meritorious service of the volunteer army, or won two great meritorious deeds in one battle.

When Li zhongyun saw the medal, his dark face showed a look of pride, and then he spoke slowly.

”It was the winter of 1950. I remember it was very cold...”

While listening to the old man's account of the history of blood and fire, Zhou Wen looked at the various commemorative medals on the table, as well as those certificates of honor.

When the old man's words were almost the same, Zhou Wen asked, ”master, I'd like to ask you something. Why didn't my grandfather mention his going to the court and the fresh battlefield?”? And you, too. If I hadn't asked you before, you wouldn't have admitted it. ”