Lu Baoyou was only ten years old at that time, and he was at an ignorant age. His father suddenly returned home, which made him a little overwhelmed. Just when he was about to accept him, Lu Qiu suddenly left.
After leaving, it has been many years since I returned.
Lu Qiu made their Lu family become the most enviable family in the ten miles and eight villages. People in the village speculated that Lu Qiu had made a fortune outside. However, because he did not come home all year round, some rumors in the village secretly spread.
Some people say that he became a big boss outside and married a new young wife, leaving Lu Baoyou's mother to take care of her. Some people say that he did illegal activities outside and made a lot of money, but he did not dare to come back for fear of being arrested by the police. ; Others said that he has become a wanted criminal because someone saw him secretly putting knives and guns at home.
The young Lu Baoyou didn't understand this, but he could feel that others looked at him strangely.
envious? envy? ridicule? mercy
Perhaps it was from then on that the seeds of resentment were planted in his heart. As he grew older, this emotion was fueled by adolescent rebellion and became out of control.
Lu Baoyou stood at the door of the small bungalow with a complicated expression.
A long, long time has passed since he left home. During this time, he has experienced a lot. He has also entered the gate of the Night Watch and learned about their existence. Because of this, when he came back again When he returned to this door, he suddenly found that his views on some things back then had changed.
Deep in his memory, those angry golden eyes resurfaced again, and Lin Qiye's voice echoed in his mind:
"Why do you think you can grow up in peace, walk around freely, stand here arrogantly and threaten to kill a night watchman?!
Because you are lucky? Because this is how the world should be
fart!
This is because there are countless night watchmen carrying the burden for you! "
Night watchman
Lu Baoyou stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the heavy door, feeling suddenly heavy.
"Eh? Isn't this a little blessing?" behind him, an old voice sounded.
Lu Baoyou turned around and saw an old man on crutches in the small room opposite, waving to him.
Xiao Blessing is Lu Baoyou’s nickname.
This old man Lu Baoyou also knew each other. After all, the two families were neighbors back then. He often visited next door when he was a child, but since he started to rebel, they have basically never interacted with each other.
Lu Baoyou pursed her lips and nodded politely. Just as she was about to knock on her door, the old man's voice rang out again:
"Why didn't you come back when your father had his funeral a few days ago?"
Lu Baoyou's hand suddenly froze in the air.
After a moment, he turned his head stiffly, looked at the old man, frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
"I asked, why didn't you come back when your father was buried?" The old man repeated, "It has been so many days since the burial, and all the relatives and friends who came to visit have disappeared. Why did you come back?"
"Lu Qiu?" Lu Baoyou frowned even more. He quickly walked to the old man's door, "Is he dead? How did he die?"
"It seems that he died in battle." There was a look of memory in the old man's eyes. "That day, it was raining heavily, and several large vehicles drove up directly from the bottom of the mountain. Then many people in military uniforms got out of the vehicles, carrying a majestic The big coffin knocked on your door.
In that coffin, your father is wearing a dark red cloak, covered with a national flag, and there is a shining medal beside him
I remember that your mother and grandma were crying very sadly at that time.
Those soldiers helped your father hold a glorious funeral. Basically everyone in our village and the village next door came, and it was lively. Listen to them, your father has made great achievements, and is he still a great hero in our country? "
The old man couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that after so many years, Xiaoqiu turned out to be a soldier, and our village also produced a great hero. This is a good thing for our ancestors!"
Lu Baoyou stayed where he was.
Lu Qiu died in the battle
Just two days ago
"Little blessing, your family is now"
Before the old man finished speaking, Lu Baoyou turned around and rushed to the door of his home, knocking hard on the door.
Soon, a voice came from inside the house, "Who is it?"
As the door opened, an old and haggard figure stood behind the door. He was suddenly startled when he saw Lu Baoyou who was two heads taller than her in front of him.
"Grandma" Lu Baoyou looked at the old man with red eyes in front of her and spoke hoarsely.
Grandma's lips trembled uncontrollably. She took a step forward, hugged Lu Baoyou's figure into her arms, her silver-white hair fell lightly on Lu Baoyou's chest, and said with choked sobs: "Bless you, why did you come back?" Huh? Your father."
At this moment, in the bungalow, a middle-aged man wearing sackcloth and mourning came out. When he saw Lu Baoyou outside the door, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
When he saw Lu Baoyou, Lu Baoyou also noticed him.
"Grandma." Lu Baoyou pointed at the man, "Who is he?"
"He is your father's colleague, and he helps organize our family's funerals." Grandma explained.
The man walked up to Lu Baoyou, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed, "Are you Lu Baoyou? Come on, let's talk somewhere else."
On the road behind the mountain, Lu Baoyou walked side by side with the man.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Qi, the deputy captain of the 287 team of the Daxia Night Watch stationed in Tanxiang City." The man took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Lu Baoyou.
"I don't smoke."
"Oh, yes, you are not an adult yet, so you really can't smoke. I almost forgot." Liu Qi raised his brows and put the cigarette back, "I heard that you just came back from the Night Watch training camp?"
"Um."
"How much do you know about your father?"
Lu Baoyou said nothing.
Liu Qi looked at him for a moment and smiled bitterly, "It seems that you don't know at all?"
When Liu Qi saw that Lu Baoyou did not deny it, he started talking to himself, "Lu Qiu, he came out of our Tanxiang City back then."
On the long and rugged mountain road, the two slowed down, and the breeze blew through the mountains, bringing with it the fragrance of soil and vegetation, and listened to the story that had been buried in the years.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them reached the top of the mountain, where a gray stone monument stood quietly.
Lu Baoyou walked to the stone tablet and stopped.
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