Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan smoothed the quilt and responded casually:

"Old man, to be honest with you, my second grandfather's youngest son is also called Jingzhe.

Mushi, Zhe. Zhe in Zhecheng County. Same word as my hometown.

By the way, my second grandfather’s name is Jing Youmi, which means “mi” in Chinese. "

Snapped!

Jing Zhe was so happy that he slapped his thigh and said in a loud voice: "Isn't your grandfather called Jing Youliang? Your uncle is called Jing He, and your father is called Jing Nan."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan scratched his ears almost imperceptibly, then turned around in surprise, grinning and laughing exaggeratedly.

hey-hey……

(I think this is a very standard expression for a person over 50 years old who meets his cousin in a foreign land.)

The voice also became a few notches higher.

"So, you are really my cousin?"

Jingzhe was so happy that he stood there for several circles, with tears glistening in his dry eyes.

“Hahaha…, I didn’t expect that I would be able to see my nephew again in my lifetime.

Hahahaha… God has been very kind to me! I deserve to go to the countryside.”

In excitement, he slapped his nephew on the shoulder.

hiss!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan couldn't help but gasp. The slap was not a big deal, it just hit the place that was swollen from the carrying pole in the morning.

Jingzhe's heart trembled. Oh no! Could it be that he didn't control his strength just now and injured his nephew?

Thinking of this, his tone inevitably weakened a bit.

"What happened? Did we hurt him?"

"No, no, I'm not made of clay. You can break me apart with just one slap.

This morning, I went to a commune meeting with a shoulder pole and accidentally hurt my shoulder. "

"Then I feel relieved. As long as we didn't hurt him, that's fine."

Jingzhe patted his chest, and his attitude seemed to treat Jing Yuan in front of him as the extremely spoiled little nephew from more than 30 years ago.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stepped forward, took Jing Zhe's hand, and walked out.

"Come on, uncle! It's time for dinner. Let's go home and talk while we eat."

Jingzhe happily let his nephew lead the way. It felt really good!

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan started shouting loudly.

"Ping An, Pan Pan, come out quickly and meet your great uncle!"

Jing Ping'an poked his head out from the smoky kitchen. His eyes were red from the smoke and his brain was a little confused. He blurted out all his thoughts.

"What? Great-uncle? Who is he? From which family? How come I don't know? I have a great-uncle, right?"

Then, Jing Panpan, Guo Caihe and Ji Chunyu, who heard the noise, also came out from the kitchen one after another.

"Yuanzi, this is..." Ji Chunyu asked tentatively, making the number eight in a subtle way while speaking.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan nodded in agreement. Then he took Jing Zhe with him and invited everyone into the house.

"Come on, come on, let's go inside and talk. Ping An, go make a bowl of brown sugar water and bring it over."

"Okay, Dad! Right away."

"Aunt, is lunch ready? Let's talk while we eat."

"Okay, I've been waiting for you. Caihe, Panpan, hurry up and go to the kitchen to serve the meal."

After Ji Chunyu gave the instructions, he followed Jing Yuan and the other person into the main room.

Stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, mapo tofu, minced meat with bean sprouts, pickled cucumbers, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, braised rice porridge, and multi-grain steamed buns.

The dining table was full and the lunch was visibly sumptuous.

"Uncle, you're in my own home, please don't be polite.

I can't even take care of myself, so don't count on me to pick up food for you."

"Rather than relying on you, we might as well rely on a stick.

I remember that on New Year’s Eve, when we had the reunion dinner at Grandpa’s house, you were the one who grabbed the most food.”

"Hehe... that's because I'm young and ignorant.

Look at me, I haven’t introduced it to you yet.

This guy, Jingzhe, is my uncle, my real uncle. He is my father's cousin, and they have the same grandfather.

Ping An, Pan Pan, Cai He, say hello to your uncle grandpa! "

Although the three were curious about where their great uncle came from, they also knew that this was not the time to ask questions.

Just obey your father and call people obediently.

"Hello, Uncle!"

"This is my daughter-in-law Caihe's grandmother, Aunt Guo."

"Brother Jing, I'm older than you. You can call me Sister Guo or Sister Ji, it's all fine!"

"Then I will follow Jing Yuan and call you Sister Guo!"

"Come on, uncle, eat quickly. It's cold and the food will get cold soon. After dinner, we can have a good chat about our recent life."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. You've been a spoiled kid since you were little, and you can't stand being hungry..."

……

"My uncle is amazing! After getting separated, you managed to climb onto a train and make it to Shaanxi!"

"I was also rescued by the Eighth Route Army and joined the army!"

"Fight the Japanese, fight the Nationalist Army, and cross the Yalu River to fight the American imperialists!"

"Oh, my dear uncle. If I had known, I would have gotten separated from you..."

The glorious years that Jing Zhe talked about were exchanged for endless sighs and regrets from Lieutenant General Jing Yuan.

Drink some lipstick sugar water to moisten your throat.

Jing Zhe lowered his eyebrows slightly. After talking for such a long time, Jing Yuan did not call other relatives to come and see him. He already had the worst plan in mind.

I'm afraid that among my uncle's family, Jing Yuan is the only one left alive.

Alas, times are tough!

So many people were escaping by riding on trains, but only one out of a hundred managed to survive.

Sure enough, Jing Yuan's subsequent narration soon confirmed his guess.

The room was silent and filled with sadness.

The dead are gone, and the past cannot be retrieved!

Jingzhe wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up neatly, and gave orders loudly.

"Xiaoyuan, get up and follow us.

Go next door and move all the food over.

From now on, I won’t cook, and I’ll just eat with you!”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan quickly replied with a smile, "That's great. I've been coveting your big basket of fine grain for a long time."

"Tsk, my food is not that delicious.

Later, move all the beds in your room to the next room. From now on, uncle and nephew will sleep in the same room.

The nights are long in winter, so you can keep me company and talk."

"Uncle, even if you don't tell me, I will still stay here. I'm counting on you to provide me with delicious food and drinks..."

"Hahaha... no problem, no problem!"

As soon as he entered the house, Jingzhe directed Jing Yuan to open the boxes and cages, and pulled out a small box from the bottom layer.

Jingzhe took out the key hanging around his neck and opened the lock.

A thick stack of banknotes!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan's eyes turned red with envy.

"No, uncle! Weren't you sent down here? Why wasn't your house confiscated?"

Jingzhe rolled his eyes in disdain, "Tsk, who told you that we were demoted?

We are taking the initiative to apply for refuge in the countryside... ahem... to cultivate ourselves in the countryside.

I just didn’t say it explicitly just now in order to avoid alarming the locals.”

"Then what are you thinking of? Why did you come to Jiudaowan? You didn't come just for me, did you?"

"That's a nice thought! Finding you was just an accident.

We have listed a lot of conditions, such as living close to the military area, preferably with the surname Jing, living in a separate house in a quiet place... Don't you just meet the requirements?

Didn’t I tell you that my grandson is in the nearby military area, and I came here for him.”

"Uncle, what you said hurts my heart so much. You have to make it up to me..."

As Lieutenant General Jing Yuan spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on the banknotes, a blatant revelation.

Money means all kinds of delicious food in state-owned restaurants...

"Oh, you kid, you haven't changed at all even at your age. You just cling to me and won't let go until you see the benefits.

Don't be afraid to just stand there, check your money and pick out those that are about to expire.

Tomorrow, let’s go shopping together at the department store.”

As Jingzhe spoke, he counted out another 100 yuan from the box and handed it to Jing Yuan.

"Here, take it. This is pocket money uncle gave you."

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