"Young man, you're really interesting." Old Mrs. Feng Yanying giggled.

"It can be considered a small punishment to take over money that you shouldn't have obtained." Li Yu said with confidence, without any guilt after fooling people. He wanted to ask for 100 more, why?

It is impossible to give more, and it is impossible to give more in this life. Only by fooling others can you maintain your life.

"By the way you're curious about this thing..."

"Yes, right, he can take us away as soon as he comes. It's so amazing. It's arrived all at once. I remember the way from my house to here, and it took a long time to walk, and it took a few days to get there..."

Just like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, Feng Yanying was full of curiosity everywhere. She looked at the cars from time to time, and looked at the renovated buildings and asphalt roads around her, wanting to touch them, but as a soul body, she could not touch these things.

"That thing is called Didi Taxi. We can call the means of transportation with our mobile phones..."

"Brother, take a ride? Is the car like this? This is called a car. I heard from my son before, it's so amazing." Feng Yanying looked at the cars parked on the road and said, "These cars are different from the cars I've seen, and the road is spacious than before... It's only a few years later, I've become nothing."

Li Yu: "..."

Li Yu faintly guessed something bad and frowned and said, "I'll ask, how many years did you have been born..."

"Ah...I...ah." Feng Yanying smiled: "I don't know, I don't have much cultural knowledge."

"Then you know, the ruler at that time...that is, who was the emperor?"

"Then I know." Feng Yanying said: "It was the Qing Dynasty at the time, and later it became Manchukuo here. At that time, I still remember the emperor was..."

Li Yu fell into silence, just watching Feng Yanying chattering on her own.

I made a mistake before.

Li Yu subconsciously believed that Feng Yanying was a person from this era, or from the last century, and she didn't expect that the difference was so far.

Old Mrs. Feng Yanying was not a person from this era, but a person from that war-torn era.

"What's wrong with you? Let's go home, we want to go home..." Feng Yanying seemed a little impatient and eager to go home.

The way home is more like an obsession. Even if the world changes and time changes, you can still rely on some connection to find the existence in it.

"Let's go back to Taishan Yinli to rest first, your spirit body is a little unstable."

Old Mrs. Feng Yanying was very obedient and returned to Taishan Yinli.

Li Yu walked into this neighborhood in Feng Yanying's memory.

This is a poor town, but because of poverty, it still retains the style of the last century, and the changes are not very big.

Since it was already five o'clock in the morning, people in the neighborhood also got up early and planned to start their day's work.

Li Yu walked along Feng Yanying's memory and walked into the block.

When the people in the neighborhood saw Li Yu, an unfamiliar Taoist priest coming in, they all looked inside curiously, of course, only those who were younger. The older ones looked at Li Yu with a little vigilant expression. Li Yu casually found an old man who looked very old but had a good spirit. The old man's eyes were very fierce, and he looked as gloomy as a vulture, which was very unpleasant.

"Hello, I'll find someone here..." The biggest difference between a small town and a city is that everyone bows their heads and doesn't look up. Everyone knows each other.

"Who are you looking for?" The old man looked puzzled.

"Come to find Feng Yanying's relatives."

Smack-

The old man's hand fell to the ground and looked at Li Yu with a vigilant look: "You...how do you know this name... are you pretending to be her family..."

"I just want Ms. Feng Yanying to return home... So, can I let me know where Ms. Feng Yanying's descendants are now... as long as they are descendants, it's fine." Li Yu did not ask for Feng Yanying's grandchildren.

The old man shook his face and shook his head.

"have no idea."

As he said that, the old man made a move to leave.

You don’t know who believes this posture, Li Yu said speechlessly.

"I came from Fangsheng Town. If you really know, I hope you can tell me..."

The old man hesitated this time, and the expression on his face seemed to be struggling and tangling with something.

Finally said.

"Hmph, then you follow me..."

...

The old man was very strong. He carried a bamboo basket and hatchet to walk the mountain without breathing at all. He was wearing a single dress to keep the cold. Li Yu felt that if it was his current physique, he would need to wear one more piece of clothing to resist the cold.

Li Yu could still vaguely see the scars on the old man's body, countless small wounds, and even a scar across the span, which was only a few centimeters away from the key point.

Name: Wu Chang

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Note: Scars are medals, and medals are honors.

"Aren't you afraid? I'll bring you to this wilderness. If birds don't poop here, no one will save you even if you shout out." Wu Chang suddenly turned around and looked at Li Yu and said, "It's said that poor mountains and bad waters are out of troublemakers. People outside have no good impression of our poor town."

Wu Chang's words are more like jokes, and also like reality. From an economic perspective, this small county may be a little too poor. While people are simple, there are more people who are ill-hearted and want to go to evil paths.

Li Yu smiled indifferently.

"Scars are medals, and medals are glory... How many scars are there on your body, how many honors are there? Why am I afraid of a person who carved honors in his body?"

Wu Chang said after a moment of silence.

"It's rare. When I moved to this town, everyone was afraid of me. What can I do if I was born with this look... Actually, I don't want to come here either. My hometown has long been destroyed, and my family has died in chaos. I can only follow my best friend and take them home to see them, and settle here by the way, and watch over the hometown with them."

Above the barren mountain, there are small graves, three remaining fragrances, and a pot of shochu.

Two tombstones, a small white cloth hanging on the branches floating...

The tomb of Yan Ying, an infantryman in the 655th Regiment.

The tomb of Yan Hai, the infantry in the 655th Regiment.

Wu Chang squatted down, opened the lid of the soju, and sprinkled the mellow wine on the tombstone.

"The father and son were still thinking about going home to see grandma and mother, and praying not to burn the war here. Father and son soldiers joined the army on the same day and died on the same day."

Wu Chang wiped his eyes and knocked on Fang Hai's tombstone and said.
Chapter completed!