Chapter 267: Peace is the greatest happiness

Zhou Wen wandered around the hillside.
The hillsides are covered with dense bushes and bamboo forests, but the old man has set aside a place where he washes his hair near the water source to grow various vegetables.
I haven't returned for ten days, and grass has grown in the vegetable field.
Zhou Wen took a look, then returned the same way.
When passing by the dog pen, the great wolfhound, who had just poked his head out and was about to bark, saw that it was Zhou Wen, and immediately retracted in shock.
Several old men and women who came to see Li Yunlan are still there.
Because Li Yunlan was suffering from Alzheimer’s disease before, coupled with cancer, everyone thought she would die in the hospital when she went to Jinling. Unexpectedly, she did not die, and the dementia was cured. At this time, everyone asked her. Non-stop.
The old lady had to be told by Zhou Wen, so she didn't talk nonsense, just that she was cured in the hospital.
Here the old man is washing rice for lunch in the hut.
Zhou Wen took a look and hurried up to help.
"Master, you rest, leave it to me here..."
Before the old man refused, Zhou Wen snatched the rice cooker in his hand and put the water on the rice cooker.
Then he took out the vegetables, mushrooms, and ribs he bought on the road from the plastic bag, and quickly cooked the vegetables.
His hands are blessed by the system, and he also drew a high-level culinary skill in the last draw, so whether it is cutting vegetables or cooking, it is definitely a master level.
At first, Li Zhongyun was worried that the great doctor Zhou Wen would not be able to cook, but when he saw his cutting posture, he immediately knew that he was worried for nothing.
So he went back to the firewood pile outside with a bundle of shredded wood and started to burn...
Zhou Wen has a lot of things, hospitals, companies, research institutes, a lot of things.
There are still seven or eight system tasks waiting for him to complete.
However, he was not in a hurry at all.
The world is panicked, and the picture is only a few pieces of silver.
But now he doesn't lack the few pieces of silver, so he acts more calmly and calmly.
After eating, I wandered around nearby, and then chatted with the person in charge of the decoration company from the town district about how to rebuild the old man’s house.
Zhou Wen stayed at the old man's house in the evening.
The old lady fell asleep 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 high-level Maotai, the old man finally couldn't stretch himself, and told Zhou Wen about the prosperous years.
"It was the spring of 1950, when I was only 18 years old..."
The old man is old, speaking very slowly, and the memory is still a bit vague. Some times, places, and people are not so clearly remembered, but what happened has not been forgotten.
Following the old man's remarks, Zhou Wen seemed to have returned to that period of war.
During the period, the old man also mentioned his grandfather Zhou Kun.
According to the old man, his grandfather and Li Zhongyun once lay in a trench and fought side by side. Later, he was injured and discharged from the battlefield and has since lost contact.
With the help of Jiu Jin, the old man got up and went under the table to flip things.
"Master, sit down, tell me where you are, I'll find..."
Under the guidance of the old man, Zhou Wen moved out a jar of pickles covered with thick mud from under the table, covered with spider webs and brown dust.
The old man wiped the cobwebs and dust on the pickle pan with a rag, then pulled the cocked rope to untie it, and then uncovered the mud seal and the plastic sheet together.
From the inside, a stack of commemorative medals, certificates of honor wrapped in transparent plastic film paper, and even copper bowls for eating and faded white enamel jars were taken out.
The others are okay, but one of the dark gray silver military medals engraved with Chao-Xianwen surprised Zhou Wen.
As far as he knows, only those who have won the first-class or three major merits of the Volunteer Army, or those who won two major merits in one battle, will be awarded the military medal.
Li Zhongyun saw the medal, his dark face showed a proud look, and he took it over and spoke slowly.
"It was the winter of 1950, I remember it was very cold..."
Zhou Wen listened to the old man's recount of the history of blood and fire, and looked at the various commemorative medals on the table and the certificates of honor.
When the old man was about to say something, Zhou Wen asked: "My old man, ask you something, why does my grandfather never talk about his going to the court-fresh battlefield? And you too. If I asked you before, I am afraid you too I won't admit it."
Hearing this, the old man showed a sad look on his face.
Zhou Wen poured him half a glass of wine.
The old man picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth. He sighed deeply and said, "Do you know what a battlefield is?"
Let me tell you, the battlefield... is definitely not as passionate as it is on TV.
You won’t know until you’re on the battlefield. It’s dying to be slashed!
Understand that if I don't kill you, you will kill me. This battlefield is soaked with blood.
When the bomb-bomb is around, when the comrade-in-arms around him is shot through the head, when the bayonet fight begins, a soldier will not remember why he participated in the war.
At that time, justice, truth, and the country were all on one side. The biggest motivation to support them in fighting was that they could go home alive by killing each other and avenge their dead comrades! "
After the old man said this, he couldn't help gasping for a few times.
Shaking hands picked up the cigarette box on the table.
Zhou Wen quickly picked up the lighter to help the old man order.
"Also, compared to being hacked to death by a knife or killed by a bullet, there is a more cruel death...
Because it was fighting in a foreign country, it was very difficult to supply logistics at first, and our 38th Army was the first batch of landing troops...
We must not only fight the enemy, but also fight hunger. Many officers and fighters did not fight to death in the battle, but were starved to death..."
Speaking of this, the old man is reluctant to recall, and said sadly: "Compared with war, peace is the greatest happiness!"
"You are right!"
Zhou Wen was deeply convinced, and at the same time he understood why his grandfather and grandfather were not willing to mention their war history.
In his opinion, this is an extremely glorious thing, but in the eyes of the old man, perhaps this is the last thing they want to mention.
Otherwise, there will be no sequelae of war and battlefield syndrome.
What's more, among the soldiers who survived Anti-M and Aid C, which one was not nine dead in the past?
One dinner lasted more than three hours.
It didn't end until ten o'clock.
...
"Wow~~~"
Zhou Wen slowly opened his eyes when the crowed in his ears, ignorantly thinking he was in Jiangdu's hometown.
But when I saw the roof covered with spider webs, I remembered that I was in Yongyang, Hui Province.
When I got up, breakfast, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns were already on the dining table in the hall.
Zhou Wen froze for a moment before remembering that Wang Wu must have bought it.
When I got out of the house, I saw that the old man was pushing the old lady for a walk on the concrete road in front.
Zhou Wen came to the humble kitchen, with toothbrushes, toothpaste and towels on the small square table next to the stove.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went to the car and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Wang Wu sitting in the car said, "We have all eaten."
"So early?"
Zhou Wen said something and went back to the house for breakfast.
The old couple just came back after breakfast.
Zhou Wen talked to the old man about repairing the house, and he quickly said that he didn't need it.
But seeing him insist on ~EbookFREE.me~ Father Li Zhongyun didn't say anything, anyway, the favor has been owed, and if nothing else, he can't afford it in this life, so he will go with Zhou Wen.
When chatting, Zhou Wen suddenly thought of something, "By the way, my father, why don't you receive a pension? According to your situation and Yongyang's local policy, at least 5000 yuan a month."
Zhou Wen could understand his unwillingness to mention the past on the battlefield, but he didn't even have the money for medical treatment and he didn't want to ask for a pension. He couldn't understand this.
This is money in exchange for life.
The old man sighed and said: "A few years ago, I went to the county WZB and the Civil Affairs Bureau to ask, but they said that they couldn't find my file... After asking a few times, there was no news, and then it stopped."
Zhou Wen was shocked, "What, there is such a thing..."
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