Chapter 296

There are some changes in the old man's expression in these photos.

One of the two old people laughed happily.

There is another one. They have tears in their eyes, but they habitually squeeze out a smile worse than crying when facing the camera.

Chen Feng put down the photo and remembered a few lines of description in the description of the situation.

On September 15, 1998, Comrade Chen Feng, company commander and Comrade Liang Yun, a health worker of Sichuan military region, who successfully completed the task of flood fighting and rescue, suffered a landslide on their way home and died unfortunately.

Since joining the army, two comrades... Now they are considered martyrs and awarded second-class merit

In 2007, Chen Feng's grandmother Zhou Xianxiu died of illness at the age of 65.

Chen Feng's grandfather Chen Mo is still alive. He lives alone in Chuanshu county. He is 81 years old. He has been in poor health in recent years and is hospitalized from time to time.

Recalling, Chen Feng's hand suddenly shook unconsciously.

He looked away from his face.

Luwei didn't bother him.

After a long time, Chen Feng put the materials back in the document bag, "thank you."

"You're welcome."

"It took a lot of effort to check this matter?"

Luwei: "well, it's OK. I don't know the specific details. The suspect has also been caught. Do you want to talk to her?"

Chen Feng thought, "forget it, it's all over."

"I've always been curious. I actually know your past. You're not a soldier, but now you give me a strong military atmosphere. You're not a recruit who hasn't been to the battlefield. And your temperament has been becoming stronger and stronger. I thought it might be a mistake before. Now I know. It's natural."

Chen Feng nodded: "maybe. My adoptive father's surname is Chen, and he named me Chen Feng. My father's name is Chen Feng, too. Maybe... It's destiny. I'll be the soldier he hasn't finished. I won't lose face on him."

"Save it, you can't join the army now. If you want to go, others won't agree. You'd better continue to write your songs and do research."

Chen Feng: "I'll talk about it later."

Chen Feng remembered that when he went to the future twice before, private Chen Feng's origin was Shuzhou.

At that time, he wondered why he couldn't get along with this place because he was clearly not from Shu.

Now he understood that from the beginning, fate was giving himself a hint.

Lu Wei nodded her head, looked at him up and down again, and said unconsciously, "it's incredible. Your natural temperament is too strong."

Chen Feng laughed. "I'm not completely born. I still have to practice. It took me a lot of human life to practice."

"Bullshit! When I haven't seen your file or something?"

"Really, I tell you the truth, why don't you believe it?"

Lu Wei couldn't laugh or cry. "Come on, how many lives?"

Chen Feng pretended to think seriously, "there must be hundreds of billions."

Now Luwei's eyes have to turn over.

There was no way to take him. Luwei said helplessly, "Why are you driving again?"

Chen Feng: "I..."

He didn't dare to say any more. He began to dig up the rice quickly. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and called Meng Xiaozhou to ask Meng Xiaozhou to book him a direct flight to Sichuan and Sichuan immediately.

"I can't eat slowly with you today. I'm sorry. I finished early and went to Shuzhou to see my grandpa."

Luwei: "then?"

"Then I'll buy a suite there and a private plane. I'll come to Hanzhou only when I have something to do."

Lu Wei was surprised, "hiss..."

"One day is one day. I'm lost. The old man has been sad for 21 years. I want to make him happier."

However, everything is Chen Feng's beautiful vision, which can not be realized after all.

Fate has never been perfect, full of such and such shortcomings.

When he arrived in Chuanshu county and went straight to the community where Chen Mo lived, he knew that Chen Mo had entered the ward of the county hospital this morning.

Chen Feng quickly turned around and went straight to the hospital.

When he arrived at the inpatient building, others said it was on the fifth floor, but the elevator had just reached the third floor. Chen Feng turned his head and rushed into the stairs. Despite the shocking world, he walked upstairs like lightning.

When he arrived at the door of the ward, he saw that the doctor and nurse had stood outside.

He didn't dare ask. The content of these people's conversation had told him the answer.

Doctor: "he won't let me accompany him. He said he wanted to be alone. The old man really can't do it this time."

The nurse rubbed her eyes, "alas."

Another nurse's eyes were also red. "In fact, last year I thought grandpa Chen was dead, but I didn't expect him to make it."

"He said he had to wait until his grandson came back. He didn't want to go."

"It's been 21 years. How can I wait?"

"I was only three years old when I lost it. I don't remember."

"I should be twenty-four now. If I could get it back, I would have gone back."

"Where on earth is Grandpa Chen's grandson now? I've forwarded it to his circle of friends before, which is of no use."

"Who knows. I also made money and registered him online."

"Alas."

"Miss Liu, what did grandpa Chen just say?"

Doctor: "he said he was still unwilling, but he also knew that there was no way this time, but he was a little sorry and reluctant."

Doctors and nurses are more familiar with life, old age and death. They usually don't have too many psychological fluctuations.

But old man Chen Mo's story is well known in the hospital.

About five or six years ago, the old gentleman who was getting worse and worse became a regular visitor to the hospital.

Many times the doctors thought he couldn't make it. The martyr's welfare home and funeral home were preparing for the aftermath. As a result, he always miraculously refreshed and relaxed.

He can hold on until now, all in one breath.

He always said that there were not many people in his family and there were no relatives.

If you go, how sad will it be for the baby to find it back and see nothing?

My old Chen was also an iron man who carried guns. He was not afraid of bullets and bullets. I said he would not die if he didn't die.

Black and white are afraid of me.

Everyone also hopes that this stubborn old man's dream can come true.

But after all, time is the most ruthless blunt knife in the world. No one can beat it.

No matter how strong the old man holds on year by year, half step forward again and again and break free. There will always be a day when he has to admit defeat.

His hopes of success are becoming more and more slim.

Now he is finally forced to give up.

Chen Feng swallowed his mouth and asked, "is Chen Mo in there? How's the situation?"

The doctor looked at him in surprise, "are you...?"

"I'm his grandson, Chen Feng."

People: "what!"

Thirty seconds later, Chen Feng appeared in front of the hospital bed.

The old man didn't know he had come in. He just lay half soft on the half shaken hospital bed.

There are some oxidized and blackened apples on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

There is also a bowl next to it, which is the leftover dumplings that the old man ate when he got up in the morning.

This is his habit for many years. Unfortunately, he can't eat it all this time.

The old man put his hands on his chest, clasped his fingers, slightly tilted his head, and looked out of the window.

The sun just outside the window, shining on the elms.

The light wind blows and the branches sway slightly.

Compared with twenty years ago, there are many more gully like wrinkles on the old man's face at this time.

His expression is very plain, but his teeth bite very tight.

He was breathing hard, but his breathing continued to weaken.

The frequency of fluorescent beating on the nearby heartbeat monitor is slowing down bit by bit, but it will become a little faster with the lifting of his chest every time he breathes hard.

He just wanted to be quiet and ready to face the dead old man quietly, but he still refused to give up.

Chen Feng slowly leaned over and gently made a sound, "Grandpa, I'm back."

The old man jerked his head off.

He first stared at Chen Feng.

The turbidity in his eyes dissipated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An unspeakable smile bloomed on his wrinkled, black spotted face.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there was a continuous sound of ho ho in his mouth, like thick phlegm.

He seems to be speechless.

He fiercely raised his right hand and stretched it out to Chen Feng's face.

The rough touch fell on Chen Feng's face like a knife, but he didn't dodge.

Chen Feng has a lot to say in his heart, but he can't say it.

"Ho ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Bah!"

The old man suddenly sat up straight, and then spit spit next to him. He turned back and looked at Chen Feng.

He could finally make a sound in his throat.

He sounded like a bell and laughed like a Epiphyllum.

"Ha! Ha ha! You're back!"

"Well, I'm back."

The old man stared at him. "They didn't lie to me. They didn't find someone to pretend to be you. You and your father look the same."

The old man said, scraping Chen Feng's face with his hand.

"What's your name now?"

"Chen Feng."

"Still surnamed Chen?"

"Yes."

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

The old man laughed wildly, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, but two uncontrollable tears burst out of his eyes.

He quickly raised his left hand again and rubbed his eyes desperately. "No, this shit blocks my eyes. I can't see you clearly. I have to take a more look."

Chen Feng sat down next to him. "It's all right. I'm rich now and can cure it. Grandpa, get better early and let you see enough later."

The old man shook his head again. "No, it's enough. I understand my own business. If I don't go again, the Lord of hell has to quit. It's okay. Anyway, I've had enough in my life."

Chen Feng did not answer this.

The old man asked, "are you married? Do you have a baby?"

"Not yet."

"Is there an object?"

"Yes."

"Then you have to work harder!"

"Yeah."

The old man gradually became more excited and said loudly, "Hey, why do I ask these questions? Anyway, you're back. After I go down, I can explain to the Chen family and your parents."

Chen Feng wants to say that it's not time for you to go on, but it's meaningless to say such words at this time.

The old man came to touch his face again, "doll, you've worked hard. Have you suffered a lot?"

Chen Feng: "still... OK."

"Grandpa is sorry for you. I shouldn't give you to turtle grandson, otherwise you won't get lost."

"It's all right. Won't I come back?"

Old man: "well, I didn't come back late, just right."

After saying this, the old man suddenly lay down soft, and even his hand scraping Chen Feng's face could not fall.

Chen Feng bit his lips tightly and pinched his hand.

He spoke slowly and weakly, but he was still teaching people, "what are you crying for? A man is a big husband. He bleeds without tears! Lin said that life, old age and death are the law, and no one can escape. I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid it's meaningless. You see, I'm not very happy now?"

"But you cry first."

"I'm dying. What's the matter with crying? You're different. Your life is still long."

"Yes."

Old man: "Chen Feng."

"Yes."

"In fact, I shouldn't have preached to you as soon as I met you. But when you were a child, I lost you before I could teach you the truth of being a man. I'm afraid it's too late if I don't talk again."

Chen Feng: "Grandpa, you say, I listen."

"Remember, don't disappoint those who treat you well. You should act with conscience. Don't hate your life. Some things are doomed. Look at me. I've been waiting for you for 20 years, and I'll be completely satisfied in these minutes."

"Yes."

"Your father is a famous man and your mother is also a famous woman. They did what they should do. Don't blame them for not taking care of you."

"No wonder."

"You are also a resounding man now. My old Chen family is only an iron man. I can see that you have something in mind, a big thing, but you will be able to hold it. No matter what happens to you in the future, think about me."

The old man raised his hand again and hung it around Chen Feng's neck, "I'm leaving."

Chen Feng couldn't answer.

"But you really don't have to be sad. I'm not sorry at all. There's only so much I have to tell you in my life. Everything else is nonsense. It doesn't matter if you don't hear it."

Chen Feng: "yes."

Old man: "really gone."

Hands down.

The heart rate monitor sounded repeatedly, which was extremely harsh.

Chen Feng sat on the chair for a long time.

Grandpa is as like as two peas in his imagination.

But the time is too short.

So short that he didn't react, he had lost this happiness.

For a moment, he really wanted to rush out and ask the thief why.

You should be punished for what you did wrong.

But he reacted fiercely. In fact, there is no God in the world.

If he had to say yes, it was himself.

He remembered the old man's incredible boldness and chicness.

I don't know whether the old man pretended to be afraid of his sadness or whether he was really born so hard.

But this question will never be answered.

Does the old Chen family only make iron men?

Chen Feng looked at Chen Mo who had closed his eyes.

He may have seen something from himself that others can't see.

Can I hold on to?

Outside, doctors and nurses filed in.

Chen Feng stood up, took off his hat, looked back at the crowd and bowed deeply, "thank you."

"Chen Feng!"

Someone recognized him at a glance.

Chen Feng nodded, "it's me."

Eight days later, Chen Feng quietly returned to Hanzhou.

He did not inform anyone except Lu Wei during his trip to Sichuan.

In these days, Lu Wei, who knew about it, called him from time to time. It seemed that she wanted to ask him about it and chat casually.

Chen Feng knows that her purpose is to enlighten herself.

In fact, he personally felt that there was no need. With such a natural and heroic grandfather, he couldn't feel sad if he wanted to be sad.

After the burial, he had planned to wait until May 26, and then return to Hanzhou when he came back to reality next time. He would stay here for more days and take a walk every day, which would be regarded as relaxing and preparing for the operation.

However, there was a little accident in Hanzhou. On May 22, he left after all.