The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Chapter 4362 Visiting relatives

The other three fell silent when they heard this.

The old man’s name is actually Zhao Jiaying, a native of the island province, but in fact he was born in Tianguang, and his hometown is in Yushan Village, Daqingshan. It was only because he was taken to the opposite shore by his father who joined the army during the retreat decades ago. So I have been living on the other side.

At that time, he was only 11 years old. Before he was 11 years old, he lived with his mother. However, his mother did not leave with them during the retreat, but chose to stay in his hometown. So for so many years, Sun Jiaying misses his hometown and mother all the time.

When the relationship between the two parties was easing, Sun Jiaying actually had the idea of ​​going back to his hometown to see, but at that time many things were delayed, and the number of places was limited, so he couldn't come back at all.

And then this matter has been delayed, life matters, children's education, etc., have always left Sun Jiaying with no energy and time to come back.

What's more, in the island province, his life has always been very bad. The people who retreated together did not live the kind of good life that was blown up. Ordinary people still have a difficult life, especially in the island province. It is limited and can only be imported from outside, which makes life more difficult for them.

If it weren't for his father's shoe-repairing skills, they would probably starve to death, but later, because of the strategic requirements of the Federation, it was much easier for them to obtain resources, and their lives became better, even with a high international status. Quite a lot.

But in Sun Jiaying's view, it was nothing more than betraying the country and seeking glory, and there were many things that could not be explained in words.

Later, he found a wife, gave birth to a child, and opened a shoe repair shop relying on the craftsmanship inherited from his father. His life has improved and he is at a well-off level.

Later, his wife passed away, and he also got sick and was declared terminally ill by the hospital. He had no money, and his children were ordinary migrant workers. The total amount was only six or seven thousand a month. He heals.

So Sun Jiaying said that he would not see a doctor, but he had one last wish, which was to go back to his hometown to see him.

And these four people are the children of Sun Jiaying.

They didn't have any feelings for Sun Jiaying's hometown, but the old man had only one wish before he died, so the four of them put down their work and accompanied the old man back this trip.

Even this trip, their partners are strongly opposed, because of the huge cost.

The eldest grandson sighed, and said: "Okay, don't think too much, we are here, let's go to Dad's hometown to see."

The other three did not speak.

The second child, Sun Guo, ran to the train station to ask where the van was chartered, and soon brought a van back, and several people hurriedly carried Sun Jiaying into the van, and then drove to Daqingshan.

After more than half an hour of turbulence, the vehicle has entered the range of Daqingshan.

At this time, Sun Jiaying had also come to his senses, looking at the mountains in the distance, his expression became a little excited.

He was only 11 years old when he left here, so he can't remember many things clearly, but these memories have always been in his mind.

The scene in front of him now corroborated with the memory in his mind, and soon gave him a sense of familiarity.

"I remember this place!"

Sun Jiaying suddenly pointed to a tree, with a very complicated expression, and said melancholy: "Your grandpa took me away under this tree. Your grandma didn't want to follow us, so we separated here. From then on , and never saw it again.”

As Sun Jiaying spoke, his eyes were already a little moist.

The four grandsons and grandfathers all spoke in silence.

The driver who drove the car said in surprise: "Old man, are you from Daqingshan? How long have you not been back?"

Sun Jiaying wiped his eyes, nodded and said: "Yes, I am from Daqingshan, but I went to the other side with the big army decades ago, and I have no chance to come back until now."

The driver shook his head and sighed: "Oh, at that time, brothers beat brothers, it was really a crime. Even if you want to run away, there is no need to bring ordinary people to live a hard life. Why bother, there is no mass base to think that you can turn over. What waves are there?"

Sun Jiaying sighed: "Oh, you're right, but we didn't think about it that much at the time. After thinking about it, we realized that we were cheated, because many of the backbones were family members who had been placed on the other side and had to go. There is no need for us to go together, and there will be no punishment at all if we stay."

The four people, Sun Zu and Sun Guo, frowned. From their point of view, life on the other side was pretty good. Where did they go to live a hard life? It was reported on the news every day that the life here was hard and the people had a hard time with supplies. Live hard.

At least their per capita salary over there is much higher than here.

But the four of them didn't speak, so it's better not to argue with others in other places.

Sun Jiaying looked at the mountain pass that was getting closer and closer, his eyes lit up, and he said with a choked voice: "I remember here, there is a mountain road behind it, it is a small road stepped on by people in Yushan Village for generations. When I was young, I walked here almost every day. I walked by, the last time I left, it was my mother who came out with me on her back...but now she's gone."

After the relationship between the two parties eased, he had already called to inquire about it. His mother passed away more than ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Sun Jiaying's eyes turned red again, and he wiped his eyes and said, "The people are gone, but the road is still there, little master, let's get down here, we can't drive inside."

The driver didn't speak, just turned a corner and drove in. Before, he was driving in the mountains in his 30s and 40s, but now he drove up to 100 yards, and asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about?"

Sun Jiaying looked at the mountain road that only one person could walk in his impression, and it turned into a two-way, four-lane asphalt road. He was silent for a while, and said, "It's nothing."