The words "we have won" wiped away Wang Lei's endless obsession and brought him back to reality from his memories.
Feng Dema stood aside, rarely without any fights and frolics, obediently lowering his hands, looking at the tearful boy, his eyes quietly turning red.
Lu Ming sighed softly, his eyes were gentle and distressed, and he did not come forward to disturb him.
Wen Ning is now at the front with a calm expression
He waited for Wang Lei's emotions to slowly calm down, and for the surging wave in the young man's eyes to slowly subside, before he spoke softly.
"Shanghai I've finished reading. I've finished watching the battlefield you swore to defend to the death. I've finished watching the prosperous age you fought so hard for. Now, I'll take you home."
Go home.
Just two words fell into Wang Lei's heart, breaking all the forbearance.
When I was fifteen years old, before dawn, I turned around and left through the morning fog, carrying a small coarse cloth bag, walking out of the mountains step by step, and walking towards my death step by step.
That step ended his return, separated him from life and death, separated him from a lifetime of reunion, and he never returned to his homeland again.
At this moment, when I heard the word "go home", Wang Lei's nose felt sore, and his eyes became misty again, and he nodded slightly.
"Okay."
The group did not stay longer at Shanghai.
After seeing the mountains and rivers, the next step is the hometown of Krypton that I miss so much.
Anhui Huaining, deep in the green mountains, the small mountain village that hid fifteen years of fireworks, the tenderness of his parents, and the innocence of his younger brother.
In the afternoon of that day, several people packed up their schedule, transferred to the high-speed train, and headed west to Huaining.
The train passes through the city, getting further and further away from the bustling city, and the scenery outside the window changes little by little.
The tall buildings gradually faded away, replaced by rolling green mountains, winding green water, and scattered and neat rural buildings.
The wind blows in through the car window, bringing with it the unique fresh fragrance of grass and trees in the mountains.
This smell is so familiar that it is engraved in my bones and blood.
It is the most stable taste in Wang Lei's memory.
The young man who had calmed down originally had his fingertips trembling slightly as he looked at the scene of rapid retreat outside the window.
Close.
Getting closer.
The hometown I haven't seen for many years is finally coming to see you again.
No one disturbed Wang Lei's thoughts, everyone stayed with the young man silently.
A few hours later, the train drove steadily into Anqing Station, and then took a bus from Anqing Station to reach Wang Lei's parents.
The moment he got off the car, the wind that hit his face made Wang Lei froze in place
The mountains here are still the mountains in his memory.
Continuous green peaks, layer upon layer of green, evergreen year after year, never change.
But the world below the mountain has completely changed.
The muddy and narrow mountain roads in my memory have long been turned into cement roads, leading directly to the villages in the mountains.
The low and dilapidated thatched houses are no longer visible, replaced by rows of new rural courtyards.
Wang Lei stood at the intersection, looking around, but he didn't dare to step down.
He knows the mountains here, the wind here, and the streams flowing in the mountains.
But I can no longer recognize my home
Time goes by, vicissitudes of life
The poor and isolated mountain village back then has been transformed over the years and has become a stable and prosperous new countryside.
Earth-shaking changes have buried all traces of the past.
Wang Lei Standing in a familiar yet unfamiliar homeland, his heart felt empty, he could not find his home.
The land where he was born and raised has no trace of his youthful life.
"Changed, everything has changed."
The village in his memory is filled with thatched huts of every household, and poverty can be seen at a glance.
But now he looked around, it was so beautiful that he couldn't recognize it or where to stay.
Wen Ning stood beside him quietly, looking at the loss in the young man's eyes, and said something
"Isn't it bad to change?"
One sentence broke the confusion in Wang Lei's heart
The young man raised his eyes and looked at the brand new village in front of him. The confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by relief.
Yes, how much it has changed
What he worked so hard for when he was young was never to keep the dilapidated thatched cottage, but to have peace in the world and no worries for future generations.
Wang Lei nodded slightly, his eyes still a little red, but his voice was particularly firm.
"It has changed for the better, but it would be bad if it were still the same as before."
He remembered the helplessness of his parents who worked all year round but remained poor, the fear of the people in the mountain villages affected by the troubled times, and the despair of the refugees who were displaced.
The mountains and rivers have taken on a new look, and the troubled times have become prosperous. This is precisely the most satisfactory answer to all his sacrifices.
Lu Ming stood aside, looking at the young man's eyebrows that finally relaxed, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Dema stopped making trouble and nodded obediently
"Yes, it's time to get better! What you fought so hard to protect back then was the good life you have now."
Wang Lei looks at the peaceful and peaceful village in front of him
"I want to find where my old home is
Wang Lei said, with a hint of cautious expectation in his tone.
Even if he is not familiar with it, he still wants to step on the land of the past and see the square inch of his hometown that he has cared about for half his life.
"Okay."
Wen Ning nodded and said
"We'll look for it with you."
Several people walked into the village along the village road
Along the way, Wang Lei tried hard to compare the old memories in his mind
He remembered that his old house was backed by green hills, and there was a shallow stream in front of the door. There were a few old camphor trees beside the stream, and not far away were the family's cowshed and fields.
After several comparisons with no results, the young man's footsteps slowly stopped, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Wen Ning noticed his disappointment and spoke calmly
"You don't have to look for it yourself, we can ask the people in the village."
A few people walked along the village road to the big square at the entrance of the village. It was now four or five o'clock in the afternoon. Many old people and children were chatting and playing here.
Wen Ning Several people have just arrived at the square and are about to ask the old man who is enjoying the shade.
A small figure suddenly ran over from the side.
He is a little boy of five or six years old, wearing clean short-sleeved shirts, with lively eyebrows and round face, exuding the unique vitality of a child in the mountains.
He ran up to a few people, raised his little head, and looked at the strange group of people curiously. His eyes finally fell on Wen Ning, and he said
"Who are you? What are you doing in our village?"
The child's eyes were clear, with a child's pure curiosity, but also a little bit of vigilance, staring at the stranger in front of him.
Wen Ning Seeing this, he slowly squatted down, took out an exquisitely packaged fruit candy from his pocket, and replied softly
"We are here to find someone."
The candies are brightly colored and naturally attractive to children.
But this little boy had an excellent tutor. He looked at Tang twice and immediately shook his head firmly, with his little hands behind his back and a serious look on his face. He was as smart as a brat.
"My mother said you can't eat candy from strangers!"
He straightened his little body and asked again
"You haven't said yet, who are you looking for?"
The tender voice dispelled the slight depression along the way and instantly relaxed the tense atmosphere for a long time.
Wen Ning was amused by this little kid's serious look, took back his hand and asked
"Then I won't give you candy. Tell your brother, are there any families named Wang in your village?"
The little boy nodded seriously without hesitation.
"Yes! Almost everyone in our village has the surname Wang! Our name here is Wang Chong, and every household has the surname Wang!"
Wen Ning Continue to ask patiently
"In your village, are there any ancestors who went out to serve as soldiers a long time ago and never came back?"
The little boy tilted his head, frowned and thought seriously, and rolled his round eyes.