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Chapter 44 Old Man

Bald dog?

The Chen Yi Ling Terrace is as bright as a mirror, allowing you to see things in detail. Even in the dark, you can see some things on the ground clearly from the air, not to mention the light.

He saw the bald dog he met at the pink shop last time.

There is another person next to you.

Chen Yi fell down.

Then I saw the bald dog biting the man's clothes, grabbing the ground with three legs, and pulling back hard.

It was an old man, and there was a tricycle overturned on the side of the road. A flashlight was tied to the handlebar and was still on.

Apparently, the old man was riding a three-wheeler and fell down. He couldn't stand up. The bald dog tried to pull him up.

Chen Yi's eyes flashed slightly, he picked off the bamboo dragonfly and walked over.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

Seeing someone coming, the bald dog grinned, exposed its fangs, and barked loudly.

"How long have we not seen each other? You don't recognize me anymore?" Chen Yi said with a smile.

The bald dog saw Chen Yi's appearance clearly and thought it recognized him, so it stopped barking.

Chen Yi smiled, walked over, and stretched out his hand to the old man. The bald dog seemed to hesitate for a moment and did not stop him.

"Thank you, young man, oh, it's really useless. I can still fall when I walk, but I can't get up once I fall. If it weren't for you, my old man would have to spend the night here tonight."

The old man looked very old, probably in his seventies, and he looked kind and kind.

He stretched out his hand to let Chen Yi support him and stood up.

Holding the old man's thin and withered hand, Chen Yi paused slightly, then smiled and said: "You're welcome, old man, where do you live? I'll take you back."

"No need, I have it with me. I can go back. It's too dark and the road is difficult to walk. I won't delay you, young man."

The old man pointed at the bald dog, leaned down, and struggled to help a small tricycle lying on the side of the road.

Chen Yi hurried over to help lift the tricycle up.

The tricycle was modified. The saddle was removed and a low chair was installed.

"Thank you so much, young man."

The old man smiled and said thanks again, and sat directly on the small chair.

The bald dog next to him ran over, glanced at Chen Yi indifferently, then skillfully took a collar from the handlebar and put it around his neck.

Only then did Chen Yi discover that there was a rope tied to the handlebar.

The bald dog put the rope on and pulled the tricycle in front. The old man held the front of the car and walked slowly on the path.

It's just that the bald dog now only has three legs, and it staggers along the dirt road. It's very difficult to pull, but it just pulls the car silently, looking back at the old man from time to time.

Chen Yi sighed and walked over. Without waiting for the old man's consent, he grabbed the front of the car and said, "Old man, let me give you a ride."

"Ah? This... then I'm troubling you, young man, I'm really sorry."

Seeing that he had already pushed the cart away, the old man said a little shyly.

"It's okay."

The bald dog looked back at him, barked at him, then turned back and pulled the cart silently.

Chen Yi couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't understand the dog's language, but he could feel its warning.

Is this a warning to him, asking him to be careful and not to cause trouble?

After pushing the cart for more than a kilometer, the old man said: "Young man, we're just ahead."

Chen Yi looked forward and saw that it was not far from the entrance of Nanling Forest. In the distance, there was a black outline of a mountain that looked like a giant beast.

There is a small house made of wood, straw and mud, a very old mud brick house.

"Young man, thank you for your hard work. Come in and have a drink of water."

The old man stood up from the car tremblingly and greeted.

"Okay." Chen Yi agreed simply.

The old man looked happy, opened the door of the house, and walked in. He walked very slowly, and the bald dog followed closely beside him.

After groping behind the door for a while, the lights came on in the room.

"Quickly, come in, young man."

Entering the house, Chen Yi looked at the furnishings in the room.

The house is small and simple, with a bed, a table, and an earthen stove, and that's it.

The lights are dim and dim, but there is a warmth.

"Old man, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to live here alone?" Chen Yi said casually.

"I've lived here all my life, so I'm used to it."

The old man said nonchalantly, bent down and fiddled under the earthen stove, put in a handful of hay and a few fine firewood, and blew a few puffs from a bamboo tube, and then it ignited under the still warm ashes.

The old man placed a kettle that was burning black on the stove. He turned back a little embarrassed and said, "Young man, please sit down for a while. The water will be ready in a while."

Chen Yi withdrew his gaze: "Old man, there's no need to be busy, I'm not thirsty."

"This guest comes to the door and brings tea and water. It is a kind of thoughtfulness and indispensable."

The old man said with a smile. Although the movements of his hands were strange, he did not stop.

Chen Yi smiled and let him go.

"Old man, have you always lived here alone?"

"If you're not a person, isn't it still there?"

The old man pointed to the bald dog lying quietly at his feet beside the stove.

"Ouch..." When the bald dog saw him pointing at him, he raised his head and barked, then put it back on its two front paws.

"Where's your family?"

Chen Yi knew that this question must be unpleasant, but he still asked it.

"It's long gone."

The old man didn't have any sad expression, but instead had a hint of warmth and happiness creeping onto his face.

The focus in his eyes spread out, as if he was caught in some kind of beautiful memory.

The kettle on the stove suddenly emitted white gas, and the lid of the kettle blew up, waking the old man up.

"Look at me, people like to think blindly when they get old. I'm really sorry."

The old man stood up apologetically and came back carrying the kettle.

He turned over the cup on the table, rinsed it with boiling water, poured out the rinse water, and then refilled the cup.

"Here, young man, drink some water."

Chen Yi took the cup, and the steaming water made his hands feel cold.

"Were you thinking about your wife just now?"

"It's her,"

The old man nodded, and when he mentioned his wife, his smile became bright.

"Speaking of which, we met on the battlefield and got married on the battlefield..."

The old man was lost in his memories and did not ask Chen Yi if he wanted to hear it. He just told his own story.

Chen Yi did not interrupt him and listened quietly, but he heard a story that was not very soul-stirring, but simple, yet touching enough.

The old man’s name is Li Aiguo. He went to the battlefield 50 years ago (it’s fictitious, so don’t investigate) and has made many achievements.

His superiors introduced him to a medical soldier named Zhu Shundi, who became his later wife.

Whether it was a characteristic of that era or whether it was love at first sight, the banquet arranged for the two of them actually only had the military rations provided by the army and a can of a kind of canned meat seized from the enemy.

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Their wedding was attended by soldiers, their wedding clothes were their respective military uniforms, and their wedding banquet was still military rations.

There is no sworn oath between the two of them, there is no grandeur, it is just as plain as water and they respect each other as guests. In this war-torn battlefield, where there is only iron and blood, there is a rare touch of warmth.

In the second year, Li Aiguo followed the army to various places and attacked enemy positions. Zhu Shundi stayed behind to treat the wounded soldiers sent back by various ministries.

On the battlefield, everything was changing rapidly. Zhu Shundi's rear troops encountered enemy troops. At that time, she was pregnant...

When the old man Li Aiguo said this, he smiled, wiped away the muddy tears from the corners of his eyes, and did not continue.
Chapter completed!
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