After listening to Brother Gan’s foresight, almost all the people present were silent, including Yang Feng, who had seen the world. They originally thought they were all personal characters, at least compared to those ordinary people, they were all the best. They are also people with status and status, so the sense of superiority that they have created always makes them feel inexplicably confident in their hearts. However, when they came to the face of Gan Ge's appearance, they suddenly felt that they were half short. At most, they are just rural reckless men. Although their ambitions cannot be said to be short-sighted, they are not much stronger. Only people like Brother Gan can be called a lofty ambition and an absolute lofty ambition!
Walking out of the East Mountain to gallop across China, what a courage these eight words are, Hu Debiao can't say, Ouyang Cheng can't say, only Brother Gan can say such awesome words. Not to mention walking out of the East Mountain, Brother Gan has not joined Zhongyi Before the church, Hu Debiao never even thought about walking out of the harbor. He was almost fifty years old, so he needed some passion. As long as he retired safely, he had to give way when he was old. There may be some qualities in the vain. You can rely on your seniority, but the underworld does not pay attention to nonsense. Whoever has the ability and prestige and who has the ability will be the banker. This is the situation, and the truth is the truth. Survival of the fittest, you have You can create your own world! This reflects the animal nature of human beings. When you get old, you have to look at the situation and retreat brightly, otherwise you will still rely on your seniority and stay there and never leave. Then you will be faced with your face when the time comes. Even if you have swept away, it is a gift, because at least you saved your life at that time, Hu Debiao has been in the harbor for almost 30 years, and has never seen any big shot who can be the boss in the end. , It is a blessing to finally get to the state of safe and stable retirement. The boss is not so easy to be a boss. People from generation to generation have emerged, and they have led the way for hundreds of years. The Yangtze River has always pushed forward. Those who took the front lang on the beach were all jealous!
The Chairman said it well. You are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vitality and vitality. The world belongs to us and yours, but it is yours in all! No matter how hard or powerful you are, you can resist it. Are the traces of living in the years? You can kill several people when you are young, but in the end you lose to the years, so don’t be able to live with the years. When you are old, you have to admit that you are old. If you don’t accept it, you can’t accept it. Who does this world belong to? If it doesn’t belong, it belongs to young people, generation after generation of young people!
How about the old anti-Japanese hero? The captain of the suicide squad who once fought with the Japanese devils for bayonets and rushed to the front. He was never afraid of death. Three or four devils surrounded him and held the bayonets and stabbed his thighs. Blinking, he gritted his teeth and clenched the steel knife and cut off his gun. Then he chopped off his head, splashed blood on his face, and wiped it with his hands, and then he had to quit it. Cut off the head of the Japanese who had not even had time to close the eyes and spit on the head, cursing, "Bah! **Grandma, little Japanese!" Then he didn't care about the pain at all, tore off the linen cuff and tugged it hard. The thigh simply stopped the blood, and then continued to fight with the hijab that had been cut and rolled up! Finally, he was captured by the Japanese and was tortured and severely tortured, tiger bench, pepper water, iron shovel, bamboo nails , It's like this that he always faints from the pain, but he doesn't say a word, and he can't stand the pain when he gritted his teeth and couldn't stand it. He shouted and spitted blood on the face of the execution of the Japanese. It's still the same sentence "Grandma!" Who dares to say he is not a man?! Who dares to say he is not a man?! Who dares to say he is not a hero?! Don’t say it, we will be excited when we read it! But so what, no matter how heroic you are, how manly you are It’s already a thing of the past for men! Fifty years later, the old hero in his seventies and eighties came to the last time he had no support. He had to ride a tricycle and buy junk in a low position, or be shouted by the urban management , it was not too early or too late that even the guy who was eating had to be confiscated, and then he begged like dogs in uniform! He must not hide away from the fashionable men and women, Swear, "Old man"!
This is something that Brother Gan personally experienced. A person, a veteran. That old man was once a captain of the suicide squad during the Battle of the Plains. He joined the army at the age of 78, 17, and became a member of the army at the age of 22. After becoming the captain of the suicide squad, the rank of major in the army, Brother Gan talked a lot with the old man that day. When the conversation started, the old man even took out a small brocade box carefully wrapped in a plastic bag from his pocket, and then he was extremely good. The sacred opening of the yellow brocade box and took out a medal from it. Brother Gan looked carefully and devoutly for a long time. It said "National Army Charity Medal" but the issuing party was the headquarters of the National Revolutionary Army. Brother Gan looked at that one Although the bronze medal has been going on for more than 60 years, it still shines brightly. Brother Gan estimated that the medal could not even be sold for scrap copper and iron, but Brother Gan took it. It was heavy in my hand, so I couldn't breathe! This was once a veteran who fought bravely with the lofty ideal of defending my country like myself! This was a veteran who created the new China! This was a forum My Chinese nation gave his half-legged veteran! This is an opponent that the little Japanese admire! But what about us, the descendants who enjoyed the good days he exchanged for his blood and life to give him another What are they?! Not to mention respect, respect, even if you don’t have the minimum living security!
The old man now struggles to ride a tricycle on the streets and alleys of the plains every day. If you are a caring person, you will definitely see an octogenarian limping on his right leg in a small alley on one day. A rotten tricycle shouted, "There are wine bottles, books, scrap copper and iron, and they are sold..." There was a little loneliness, a little emotion, a little sadness, but there was no resentment in the shout.
Brother Gan once asked to take care of the old man, but the old man refused with a smile. Now Brother Gan still remembers his words clearly. Brother Gan sometimes thinks that he is not just a veteran, but also a person who sees through life, sees through nature and The old man who is transcendent in the wisdom of the universe, the old man smiled slightly and waved his hand without saying anything. Then he slowly put the medal into a small brocade box and then wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it in his pocket in his arms. Finally, he went from outside. He took out a handful of change, one cent, five cents, coins, and long tickets in his pocket, which were only about ten yuan in total. He smiled and said to Brother Gan: "This is the young man I made money by selling rags today... …” Brother Gan looked at the wrinkled change and the old man's old man's vicissitudes of life, and suddenly he had the urge to cry. Brother Gan was not the kind of person who was very impulsive, but at that moment he was really old The gentleman was moved. Is it for the old man’s miserable life experience and situation or for the old man’s optimism and independence? Brother Gan didn’t know and couldn’t tell the difference. Maybe there were both.
"Sir, how many Japanese did you kill in total back then?" Brother Gan remembered that he asked the old man this question.
"Haha, who still remembers this? Young man, it's been fifty or sixty years. I don't know how many he killed with a gun. Anyway, I cut five swords for hand-to-hand combat! At that time, no one counted how many Japanese he killed, There is no time count, anyway, just kill. At that time, all I had was national hatred and family hatred. I still remember that there was a propaganda slogan for the military conquest, a poem written by the soldiers on the front line in blood. The bright red words on a long white banner are particularly dazzling, 'One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young people and forty thousand soldiers'! There was no need to say anything after seeing this slogan at that time, as long as it was a young man with a little bloody nature They all went to the front line, whether they were working as small workers, setting up stalls, or even us students! "The old man replied with a smile, his eyes bright, as if he had returned to those passionate years.
"You have also been to college?!" Brother Gan was obviously a bit incredible. He didn't expect that this veteran who was scattered in junk would be a college student.
"Haha, I went to Yanjing University for more than 60 years, and I didn't graduate. At that time, I saw that slogan and went to join the army and killed the Japanese! I went to Yanjing University for more than 60 years. Oh, it's so fast..." While speaking with emotion, he sorted out the handful of change with his hands.
"Yenjing University?! Old man, then you are a top student. At that time, not many people went to college. If you didn't join the army, you would have to be an old professor now!" Brother Gan felt sad after hearing the old man's ordinary words. Suddenly, the Yenching University that I attended was amazing!
"It's all the past. People, no matter how long they are in this life, don't regret the decisions they have made in the past. Life cannot withstand regrets. Look forward to the young man, just like if I followed them to Taiwan back then If so, I guess I can become a general now, but loyalty and filial piety cannot be both good. For the sake of the country, I must have at least 180 Japanese devils, and even crippled my legs. I am worthy of the country, the nation, and the people. I am loyal, but I have not fulfilled my filial piety yet. When I was in the army, I was afraid that my parents would not agree and ran away from home without saying a word. I was the only child at home. If I went there, how could my parents do it? Do it? There is not even a person who can live in the elderly and die. Then I am still a human being, no different from a beast! So I stayed to serve my parents and be filial to me…” The old man said with satisfaction, do Brother really couldn't see any regret or regret from his face from his eyes.
"But you are old now, don't you want to have a good retirement life for a few days?" Brother Gan asked as he looked at the old man rubbing his broken right leg from time to time. Brother Gan missed him. The leg must have frequent pain, and usually old injuries will cause the disease.
"Haha, child, am I uncomfortable now? People, I have to obey my old age, I am in my seventies and eighties, and I can't compare to you young people, but if I go back to my old man's youth, you may not be my opponent, It’s meaningless to say that these things are worthy of the country and parents in this life!” The old man said to Brother Gan with a meaningful smile.