When the old leader heard Li Qingshan's words, he asked a little strangely: "Qingshan, Wuyitang is just a criminal gang with a gangster nature. How could it be related to the intelligence agencies of the Z country? Does this organization have any political background?"
Li Qingshan glanced at the people in the room. Because this matter involved national military and security secrets, it was difficult to say in detail in front of so many people. But since the old leader asked and did not answer, he had to answer tactfully, "Does Wuyitang have any political background, have clear political goals and political programs? Now our intelligence agencies and security agencies are investigating. However, one thing is certain: they colluded with the intelligence agencies of the Z country to overthrow the rule of the current king Duomei, the current king of the Wangnizayu Kingdom, the old leader should be very clear: King Duomei has always been very friendly to our country and has very good personal relations with generations of core leaders of our country. You have also visited the Wangnizayu Kingdom. They
It is a hereditary monarchy country. Although it is not rich, its strategic position is very important. The two seaports of this country are built by our country and are also an important channel for our country to enter the Indian Ocean. King Dome is very disgusted with the regional hegemonic actions of Country Z, and has repeatedly condemned the country Z for bullying the weak and occupying other countries' territorial waters at various international conferences. Therefore, Country Z hates him to the core and has been secretly supporting the opposition forces of the Kingdom of Wannizayu in recent years, trying to overthrow the rule of King Dome and establish a pro-Nation puppet regime. I estimate that the headquarters of this Wuyitang may be in the Kingdom of Wannizayu, and its leader should be the leader of the opposition forces of the Kingdom of Wannizayu who wanted to take the throne of King Dome."
The old leader nodded and said, "In this way, the national security department adopts the strategy of attracting Wuyitang in the capital city and playing hard to get. If this hall in the capital is moved, it is easy to alarm the snake, and may even force their chief hall to take risks and launch a coup in the Wannizayu Kingdom in advance, which will cause great trouble to King Duomei. Is that true?"
Li Qingshan nodded in agreement.
Leng Jidao and Leng Xiaotian kept listening to their conversation. For some reason, as soon as Li Qingshan entered the room, Leng Jidao's originally worried mood was suddenly replaced by an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Although Commander Li Qingshan was very majestic, his straight general uniform exuded awesome momentum. However, Leng Jidao always felt that under his majestic appearance, there was a feeling of relatives that made him beat like a heart-pounding person, and even he felt very surprised.
The same is true for Li Qingshan. From the first time he saw Leng Jidao in the house, he felt that his heart was inexplicably thumping: Leng Jidao's smiling face with a clear and slightly vicissitudes of life made him suddenly meet an old acquaintance and old friend who had not met for decades, and a strong sense of intimacy suddenly surged in his heart. Therefore, after coming in, he kept thinking about where he had met this mountain farmer or someone who looked like him. But after thinking about it, he had no idea. Later, he started talking to the old leader and did not think about it again.
After the old leader talked to Li Qingshan about the topic of Wuyitang, he began to chat casually.
The old leader looked at Li Qingshan's dark face because he didn't sleep well last night, and said with emotion: "Qingshan, time is not forgiving people! On that winter day more than fifty years ago, I carried you from the guards in Xishan County. At that time, you were as thin as firewood, cold as you were, and there was only a trace of warmth in your chest. I held you in my arms, fed you ginger soup, wiped you with a hot towel, and finally saved you. The scene where you saved you was still vivid in my mind. In a blink of an eye, you were over 60 years old and white in hair. The dying little beggar at the time has now become a three-star general, shouldering the heavy responsibility of defending the southwest border of the country. Alas, a hundred years of time has passed in a flash. 'Zi said on the river that the dead are like this, and I will never let go of day and night!' It was still Confucius' words that came to my mind!"
The old leader said, looking at Li Qingshan's white hair and the wrinkles covered with knife-like faces with heartache, just like a kind old father watching his son returning from a distance.
Li Qingshan had not waited for the old leader to finish his words, and he was already filled with tears and said with sobs: "Old leader, I, Li Qingshan, lost my father since I was a child. It was you who raised me, trained me, and supported me, so that I, Li Qingshan, have today. Since I was eight years old, I have joined the army, and have been in the supreme general, and have made some contributions to the country and the people. It can be said that I have not wasted my life. However, I have two unfulfilled wishes, which may not be realized until death: First, you are kind to me, but I have heavy military affairs, and I have no more time to accompany you, be filial to you, and have no better way to repay you; Second,
My mother and brother have not been heard from me yet. I always think about it at night, and it hurts heartbroken! When my mother was on the way to escape, she never wanted to take a bite from someone else's house, and she would save her food for us brothers. She would never be able to walk until she was so hungry that she could not walk, so she would be willing to eat something to save her life... And my poor little brother, who was only over one year old at that time, and my mother had no milk for him to eat, so I was afraid that her life would be difficult to save her life during the escape later... My poor mother and brother--"
Speaking of this, Li Qingshan could no longer say anything, tears rolled down his face...
The old leader, Leng Jidao, sneered that the sky was also red in her eyes, and she kept wiping her tears with her sleeves.
After a long time, the old leader calmed down his agitation and comforted Li Qingshan and said, "Qingshan, I understand your mood: the son wants to support his parents but his parents are not here. This is the greatest sorrow for the son! You don't have to be too sad. The old saying goes: Auspicious people have their own appearance. Your mother is such a strong and virtuous woman. She will definitely live strong for her son. Perhaps, the two of them are living a peaceful and happy life somewhere, but you can't find them.
Already. Although this is a great regret, there is no way to do it. There are countless tragedies of separation in the world. You are old now. If you are always immersed in the grief of not seeking relatives, it will cause great damage to your body. To be unlucky, your life span may be a few years shorter! Therefore, I advise you to put aside this painful thought, think about more happy things, cherish blessings and nourish your body, and maintain a healthy body and a good mentality. It is more important than anything else."
Li Qingshan nodded and said, "Thank you, Chief. I often comfort myself: Maybe my mother and brother are trying to find me now! But our fate has not come, and we cannot reunite for the time being. Maybe one day, my old mother will suddenly appear in front of me with my younger brother! And every time I think of this kind of scene, I will be so excited that I can't sleep all night. You know the situation at home: My father is a three-generation single-handed person, and I will come to me.
Our generation has only given birth to two sons, but my father passed away too early. I have also returned to my hometown twice, but there is no one who is directly related to me. Although the Li tribe in my hometown is very polite and enthusiastic to me, I always feel that I lack a little real feeling of family affection. Therefore, every time I go back to my hometown, my idea of finding my mother and younger brother is stronger. After all, only my own brothers can truly have that kind of family affection that is connected by flesh and blood!"
When Leng Jidao listened to Li Qingshan's narration, he also thought of his own life experience. He always felt that Commander Li Qingshan's experience was a bit similar to his experience of escaping with his mother when he was young, but he did not dare to ask about Li Qingshan's situation too much. He wiped his tears and said to Li Qingshan: "Commander Li, like you, I also had the experience of escaping with my mother when I was a child. It was a war period, and there were so many families with such experiences. Therefore, you don't have to be too sad. You are the commander now, and the first priority in maintaining your body."
Li Qingshan nodded and was about to ask him about his escape with his mother, Su Xiaodan suddenly smiled and pushed open the door and said that the food was ready and it was time to eat. It turned out that in order to entertain Commander Li and the old leader, Leng Jidao specially invited two women who had cooked well from the village to cook rice and cook in the main hall outside, while Su Xiaodan volunteered to help them.
That night, Commander Li Qingshan lived in Lengxi Village.
During lunch the next day, Leng Jidao went to the main hall to worship his ancestors as usual.
It turned out that according to the customs of Lengxi Village, before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, before the family eats, they must worship their ancestors before burning incense and worshiping them before they can start a meal. Although there are distinguished guests today, the procedure of worshiping ancestors is not saved. Therefore, Leng Jidao explained the situation to the old leader and Li Qingshan, and he wanted to sneer at the Tiantian to serve the food and vegetables to the altar in front of the shrine. He took incense candles and paper money to light incense and sacrifice.
Li Qingshan chatted with the old leader for a few more words, then got up and went outside to go to the bathroom.
After coming out of the toilet, Li Qingshan turned around and did not enter the house through the side door, but walked straight into the main hall of Leng Jidao. Seeing that the father and son had finished their sacrifices and were cleaning up the food and bowls on the altar, he walked casually to the front of the main hall and looked up at the shrine of his house.
Since Li Qingshan was eight years old, he rarely celebrated the New Year in the countryside, so he didn't know much about the set of worshiping his ancestors. He first looked at the couplet of "Zude De Liu Xiang" posted on both sides of the shrine, and read it silently, feeling that the two sentences "respecting ancestors, respecting their hearts, burning incense, and burning incense and meaningful incense" are not only neatly parallel, but also profound in meaning, so he couldn't help but nodding secretly.
Next, he turned his eyes to the portraits of his ancestors in the shrine and looked from left to right. When he saw the third photo of Leng Jidao's mother, he was shocked.
He rubbed his eyes a little disbelief, walked two more steps closer, staring at the kind and thin face in the photo, and the more he looked, the more he became more surprised.