The bumps of the tricycle made Tang Yi still feel the earth shaking after landing.

The sun had already set in the west at this time. If I hadn't met this enthusiastic uncle, I wouldn't know when I would have arrived.

The small county is being demolished on a large scale, and the chaos makes it so difficult to find a car.

The road more than 20 kilometers away from the county town is cement road, so many drivers are unwilling to run.

Especially after running back, the car was still empty. After calculating for half an hour, I couldn't find any car I was willing to come.

Speaking of this, Tang Yi couldn't help but sigh. It seems that money is more important in this world. No wonder people in peaceful society worship money. The little money in their pockets is not enough for others' fares.

He had not returned to China for three years, so he had his allowances. After returning this time, he withdrew more than 300,000 yuan. Tang Yi did not hesitate to divide the money into thirty-six portions. Except for the 10,000 yuan in his pocket to give it to his godfather and mother, he didn't have much money.

Fortunately, there is no way out. I met an old man who went to the city to buy vegetables. Seeing Tang Yi wearing camouflage and a generous personality from the Northeastern people, he asked him to come to Wolong Village with his own three-wheeled vegetable sales.

This village, far away from the city and backed by the vast forest, is a place where the Oroqen people live.

Although most young people now go to the city to work, the older generation still likes to stay here.

First, it is difficult to get away from homeland, second, there is no rural atmosphere in the city, and third, it is also the habit of the Oroqen people, where you can hunt.

Especially in autumn and winter, there are a lot of roe deer here, so every time I come back, I will eat roe deer meat.

At dusk, the smoke from the houses with high and low heights in the distance was already vague.

A trace of rice fragrance floated in the air, and Tang Yi couldn't help swallowing.

He has never eaten anything since breakfast, because the reason is nothing more than two words: no money.

However, Tang Yi smoked three cigarettes somewhere before he stepped on the cigarette butt and walked towards the village.

Now, Tang Yi feels like he is being taken to the execution ground. Over the past three years, he has been accustomed to suppressing his emotions in his heart, and he really doesn't know how to deal with the scene for a while.

In this way, Tang Yi, who had tortured the bullet, stepped to Sun Le's home. Looking at the colorful strips of cloth hanging in front of the three tiled houses in front of him, Tang Yi's nose became a little sore.

This is the custom here. Hanging this kind of cloth strip means that there is a funeral at home. There are three types of cloth strips, long, medium and short.

Longevity means joy and funeral, and the death of an elderly person in the family, the more strips of rags, the longer they live.

The representative of mourning is the death of a middle-aged man in the family.

Short means death, and the death of a child at home.

Each strip of cloth represents one year old and it will take three years to take it off.

This cloth strip was hung for Sun Le. Looking at the cloth strip, Tang Yi's eyes began to turn red.

Tang Yi, who was standing at the door, rubbed his nose. Here he had the happiest memory of his childhood since he was a child, but he didn't want to change things. They joined the army with their bags back then, and then they walked out of this door, but there was only one person left.

Just when Tang Yi was full of memories, the door inside was suddenly pushed open.

My godmother, wearing an apron, was holding a basin and was about to come out to pour water when she saw Tang Yi standing outside the door of the big yard.

"Is Tang Yi back?"

My godmother is over fifties, wearing national costumes, and her face is full of wrinkles. This call is like a heavy blow, hitting Tang Yi's heart.

"Godmom, I'm back!"

Taking two steps at once, Tang Yi rushed into the yard directly, and in a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the door of the house at a distance of more than 20 meters.

With a plop, Tang Yi's tears emanated again.

"It's good to come back! It's good to come back! Old man, come out soon, Tang Yi is back!"

He hugged Tang Yi, and his godmother's tears also flowed out.

As a godmother, he also regards Tang Yi as his own and always says that their family has three children.

The door of the room opened again, and the godfather in the room stepped out. He was tall and big and hunched at this moment, and he was also wrinkled on his face when he lost his beloved son.

"Goddad!"

When Tang Yi cried even more sadly when he saw his godfather, he couldn't speak at this time when he saw Tang Yi's godfather and godmother.

I just muttered that it would be better to come back, and tears also wet their clothes.

"Goddma, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Sun Le!"

Tang Yi was three months older than Sun Le and always regarded himself as his elder brother. Now that his younger brother died, he was unable to turn things around. This feeling made Tang Yi feel extremely guilty.

"Silly kid, don't say stupid things. There is no sight on the battlefield. Who can take care of whom? If you can come back, we will be relieved. I have been talking about you today, for fear that something will happen to you, but the officers we asked, they refused to say anything, just said you are fine. Now that we really see that you are fine, we will be relieved!"

Holding Tang Yi's hand and holding it tightly, this powerful hug made Tang Yi's heart even more painful.

Their confidentiality troops cannot be said, and they cannot even say the reason for Sun Le's sacrifice.

Just as the three of them were crying with their heads in their arms, the door was suddenly pushed open again, and a girl came out immediately.

The girl over 1.7 meters tall is Sun Simiao, with big watery eyes with tears.

Although she was loose in ethnic costumes, she still couldn't hide her beauty and youth. Standing at the door and looking at Tang Yi, her eyes were so complicated.

"This is how my brother died!"

Sun Simiao bit his lip, looked at Tang Yi, and asked word by word, this question bothered the family of three.

"I can't say it!"

Tang Yi looked at Sun Simiao. He couldn't say three words, but he probably said the most in recent years.

When he came back, Sun Simiao would pester them to listen to stories in the military camp, but when it came back, both of them could not speak about her problem.

It cannot be said, no action can be said, even their residence cannot be said.

I can only wait for them to call home on their own initiative, but if there is an urgent matter at home, I can only convey it.

This is the special management of the Dragon Shadow Force. Because it is confidential, they don’t even have a phone call.

"You said! I want to know!"

Sun Simiao walked over, and she looked at Tang Yi straight, who was not good at speaking on weekdays.

"I... can't say it!"

Tang Yi's words reached his throat, but he still couldn't say them.

He could not deceive his closest person, but he could not violate discipline. Everything he knew could only be brought into the grave.

"Say! I want to know!"

Sun Simiao suddenly punched Tang Yi hard in the chest. She had been talented in hunting since she was a child and rushed up like crazy.

In the midst of the chaos, Tang Yi did not dodge or dodge, and his godmother tried to stop him, but he could not stop the crazy Sun Simiao at all.

With great sorrow, she was completely crazy, crying and beating Tang Yi wildly, while Tang Yi closed his eyes and let Sun Simiao's fist fall on his body and face.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!