In 1997, Qingming Festival.

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are about to break their souls. After entering early spring, there is a drizzle of spring in southern Anhui, and the north and south sides of the Yangtze River also reveal an unconcealed spring feeling.

Outside the east gate of Longkou County, there is a row of factory buildings. This is the famous No. 19 Machinery Factory in Longkou.

Two young young people rode their bicycles over the concrete road outside the factory gate. They walked through the young people in front of them to see the dilapidated wall. They turned around and said to the young people behind them, "Wei Dong, this is what you often tell me about the 19th Machinery Factory? Why are they so broken?"

"Yes, this is the 19th Machinery Factory." said the young man named Wei Dong, "Xiaodi, don't look at the dilapidated factory, I can tell you that the history of this factory is longer than the history of New China. It was built long before the liberation."

"Is that so long? By the way, how is it called the 19th Machinery Factory? Is there another 18 machinery factories in this small county town of Longkou? Is this impossible?" The young man named Xiaodi asked again.

"You don't know this." said the young man named Weidong. "This factory is called Shijiu Machinery Factory. It is not because there are eighteen other machinery factories in front of it, but because of a person. The man's surname is Xu Shijiu. This factory was built by him. It was originally called Longkou Arsenal. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it changed its name to commemorate him.

"Ah, or an arsenal?"

"I'm the old calendar of the past? After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the 19th Machinery Factory no longer produces weapons and equipment, but instead produces civilian machinery."

While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of the 19th Machinery Factory.

At this time, an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the doorman. The old man glanced at the two young men, then greeted the one behind him, "Xiaodong, are you back?"

"Grandpa Gao, are you going to visit the grave again?" The young man named Wei Dong got off his bicycle and asked respectfully.

The old man nodded and walked away. In the continuous rain, the old man's figure quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the young man named Wei Dong kept staring at the old man's back and refused to leave, the young man named Xiaodi couldn't help but ask, "Wei Dong, who is this old man?"

"Xiaodi, let me tell you, this old man is not simple." When talking about this old man, the young man named Weidong immediately became energetic and continued, "This old man not only fought against Japan, the Kuomintang, but also fought against American devils on the Korean battlefield, and later recovered from injury."

"Really, then he is a fighting hero. Why doesn't the country take care of him?"

"How do you know that the country has not taken care of him?" The young man named Wei Dong said dissatisfied, "Let me tell you, don't be careful that he is the guardian of the 19th Machinery Factory, but every year at the end of the year, all the heads of Longkou County have to come to greet him. Sometimes the leaders of the province will come to visit him."

"Really, then he still wants to stay here to see the door? Isn't it too stupid?"

"You are so stupid." I heard from my classmates that the God of War in my mind was stupid. The young man named Wei Dong suddenly became anxious. He didn't care about the friendship between classmates and started cursing, "Not only are you stupid, but your father and your mother are stupid, your whole family is foolish."

The young man named Xiaodi was anxious and said, "Wei Dong, why are you scolding?"

"What's wrong with scolding you? I'll beat you up," said the young man named Wei Dong, "Do you know how many Japanese Grandpa Gao killed? If it weren't for the Japanese who were fighting to kill the Japanese like Grandpa Gao, China would have been dead long ago. And on the Korean battlefield, would you know how many Americans he killed? If Grandpa Gao and the others had beaten the Americans in the Korean battlefield, would China have the confidence to be ashamed? "

"Since he has made such a great contribution, the country should take care of him. He is sick and has a special car to enter and exit, and he has to be given a life secretary. But he has to stay here to see the gate. Isn't he just stupid?" The young man named Xiaodi was not convinced.

"Grandpa Gao doesn't want to cause trouble to the country. Do you understand what other people call "Grandpa Gao"? I tell you, Grandpa Gao is a real older generation proletarian revolutionary. Unlike those bureaucrats who have a small cold that must be higher than the ward and get imported injections, do you know?"

"Difficult, no one who is an official has a good thing, and they are all the same."

"My goodness, it seems that it's really impossible to beat you up today." The young man named Wei Dong was a little annoyed. He immediately put his bicycle on the side of the road, then rolled up his sleeves, ready to open with his high school classmate. The man was angry and didn't care whether he was going to invite someone to visit his house today.

The young man named Xiaodi was originally a dismissive young man. He looked at the government and officials horizontally and vertically. Any problem can be blamed on the system of Communist Party rule and one-party dictatorship. Seeing his classmates doing everything they can to safeguard the government, he felt extremely unhappy. He rolled up his sleeves and came forward. The two of them stood up on the road and stood up to take the bull.

The two of them fought for less than two rounds, and a "whip-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-wo

When they heard the alarm, the two young men stopped at the same time and looked at each other in a daze. No, can they even fight? They can attract the police? Moreover, they just started, and the police came over immediately. This reaction speed is too fast, right?

Soon, two police motorcycles with flashing police lights emerged from the end of the road in the distance, roaring and galloping towards this side. It was not until the gate of the 19th Machinery Factory creaked and stopped. Four policemen got out of the police car and looked at the two young men standing in the drizzle, ignoring them.

Not long after, two other police motorcycles appeared at the end of the road in the distance, but the two police motorcycles were just driving slowly. A police car was followed behind the police motorcycle, two black red flag cars followed behind the police car, and two police motorcycles were followed behind the police car.

The two young men were a little confused and wondered who this is, what a big battle.

After a while, the convoy arrived at the gate of the 19th Machinery Factory. Six armed police soldiers with guns and ammunition got out of two police cars in front and behind, and quickly occupied several key points inside and outside the factory gate. However, the two young men who were so close that they were still stunned did not expel them.

Obviously, the armed police soldiers did not think that these two little guys would have any threat.

Then, the door of the first Hongqi car opened, and four burly men in suits, tie and sunglasses walked out from inside. The four burly men all took care of their buzz cuts. Their eyes hiding behind the sunglasses were just swept the faces of the two young men and turned away.

Then, the door of the last Hongqi sedan opened.

The person who got off the co-cab of this Red Flag sedan was a PLA officer.

The young man named Wei Dong suddenly widened his eyes because his ideal since childhood was to join the army and be a PLA soldier. The officer was a real PLA soldier, not an armed police soldier who had gotten out of the police car before. Especially the officer was carrying two bars and one star, and he turned out to be a chief.

The major officer walked to the back door of the Hongqi car, stood attentively to salute, then reached out and opened the door, and then protected the upper edge of the door with his right hand wearing white gloves.

Then, an old man with white hair and very good spirits walked down from the back seat of the Hongqi car. The old man looked to be in his eighties and was wearing a gray Zhongshan suit. At such an old age, his back was quite straight, and he had a very obvious military mark on his body.

"Old Gao, Lao Gao" The old man strode towards the guard room as he got off the car, shouting as he walked, his voice was still loud, just like he was shouting with a loudspeaker, "Old Gao, Lao Gao? Come out and see who is back?"

At this time, an old man got off from the back seat of the Hongqi sedan. He was covered in silver hair, but he was wearing a white suit, his pants and leather shoes, and he also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He exuded the atmosphere of a capitalist before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After looking at the surrounding scenery, the old man in white suit showed endless emotion on his face, and he cried while sighing: "I'm back, it's been more than fifty years, and finally I'm back, I'm back..."

The two young men were close to each other and heard it clearly. They couldn't help but wonder, who is this old guy? Is it also a native of Longkou, and has not returned to Longkou for more than 50 years? Could it be...

No one responded in the guard room, but the people from the 19th Machinery Factory were alarmed.

The factory leaders hurriedly came out from the inside with a group of middle-level officials, but were blocked ten meters away by the armed police officers in charge of guarding and refused to approach. They only let the director of the machinery factory, the party secretary and the chief engineer come over. The three main leaders quickly walked to the old man who got off the car first and greeted him repeatedly.

"Chief, are you here to see Mr. Gao again?"

"Old Gao was still here just now, so I don't know where I went."

"Chief, why don't you go to my office first to sit?"

Obviously, these three factory leaders are already very familiar with this old man.

The old man shook hands with the three factory leaders one by one, turned around and said to the old man who got out of the car behind: "Zihan, Lao Gao is not here. I think he probably can't wait, so he will go to Lao Xu's place first."

The old man in white suit took off his gold-rimmed glasses, took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes, and said, "Awen, let's go quickly, don't let Lao Gao and the captain wait in a hurry."

"Okay, let's go now." After that, the two old men got back to the car one after another.

In a moment, the convoy left the factory again and headed towards the Martyrs' Cemetery outside the east gate of Longkou County.

Until the convoy went far, a young man named Xiaodi said to his classmate: "Wei Dong, who are these two old men? The old man in front seems...a general?"

The young man named Wei Dong nodded and said, "I recognize the old man in front. I have come to see Grandpa Gao several times. I heard Grandpa Gao talk about him. He seems to be the commander of the Nanjing Military Region. His surname is Shu, but he has retreated more than ten years ago."

"My good friend, commander of Nanjing Military Region? He knows that Grandpa Gao?"

"It's not just acknowledge? They were also comrades-in-arms during the Anti-Japanese War. At that time, Grandpa Gao's military position was one level higher than Grandpa Shu. However, for some reason, Grandpa Shu's official position became bigger and bigger, while Grandpa Gao's official position became smaller and smaller. After being injured in the Korean War, Grandpa Gao was demobilized and returned home."

"Wei Dong, who is that other old man in a white suit? Look at him like that, it seems that he has just returned from overseas. Could it be the Kuomintang that came back from Taiwan? "In recent years, the relationship between the mainland and Taiwan has gradually eased, and more and more Taiwanese people have returned to the mainland to visit relatives, so the young man named Xiaodi said something.

"I can't say it well, but it's possible." The young man named Wei Dong thought about it and suddenly said, "They seem to be going to the Martyrs' Cemetery, why don't we go and have a look?"

"They have guards, we won't be arrested, are we?"

"I know Grandpa Gao, so I won't catch us."

"Go away, then go away quickly."

(Split Line)

Gao Shenxing squatted down and pulled out the weeds growing on Xu Shijiu's grave.

It was not until he pulled out all the weeds that Gao Shenxing walked back to the tombstone, sat down, and took out a bottle of white wine and two small cups from the brocade bag he brought over.

Gao Shenxing was chanting wine while muttering something.

"Old Xu, another year has passed, and I am eighty-five."

"I'm afraid I can't bring you wine again on Qingming Festival next year. You don't know that several old injuries on my body always hurt a little during this period. I guess I'm about to leave."

"However, if you can come to your place to accompany you, it would be great for us brothers to chat with each other every day."

"Old Xu, you don't know. The country has changed a lot over the years and the people have lived a good life. This shows that our original choice was right. The Communist Party is indeed better than the Kuomintang. If you want to replace the Kuomintang, what will China be like now?"

"When talking about the Kuomintang, Awen called over a few days ago and said that it was this year, and Zihan might also return to the mainland.

"Oh, since Nianzhuang and Zihan parted in the battlefield, it has been almost fifty years in a flash. Although he is the Kuomintang, sometimes I really miss him. No matter what, everyone was once brothers, after all, they had stirred horse spoons in the same pot. I still remember the first time he went to the battlefield, and he looked like a wooden brain."

"Old Xu, don't blame me. In the battle of Nianzhuang, although I beat Zihan a little hard, you can't wrongly accuse a good person. It was Zihan's bastard who was not merciful and fought me in Shandong first. In the battle of Yimeng Mountain, I almost became the captive of this bastard."

"A brigade, more than 6,000 people, let Zihan beat more than 300 people left."

"Many brothers, Xiaomu, Duzi, Peng Wu, are all dead. You don't know that when you collect the corpse, the little dick, who has grown into a big boy, is sitting there crying, not to mention how dirty they are."

"When it comes to the little dick, this kid is very promising. After fighting the Liberation War, he immediately followed Awen to the Korean battlefield. The battle in Changjin Lake was shocked and he almost left the Americans' ace force and the First Land War Division. But unfortunately, he finally let them run away."

"There is no way, the Americans' logistics are too powerful. If you blow up the bridge, their engineers can build the bridge in one day. If we have half of the Americans' logistics, then we will not sit in Panmunjom to negotiate with the Americans, and we will drive them into the Tsushima Strait to feed the fish."

"Xiao Dianzi later followed Awen to participate in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. The Vietnamese monkey relied on the support of the Soviet Union behind him, but he dared to provoke us and claim to be the third most powerful country in the world... He just didn't know how to live or die. He asked us to beat him up and then he became honest."

"But it's a pity that Taiwan was unable to conquer after all. Chiang Kai-shek is a national sinner."

"After such a delay, Taiwan doesn't know when it will be back. Anyway, I'm afraid I won't see the day Taiwan will return in my life."

"Old Xu, after saying so much to you, you won't think I'm annoyed, right?"

"Oh, this person is old and always thinking about the past. I just think, maybe I'm leaving."

"Old Xu, come and have a drink, drink quickly. This is probably the last time I come to see you. Next year, I may not be able to come to see you."
Chapter completed!