happy looking back

.There was nothing in the dark and narrow space, and all the light came from this window with eight iron pillars.

There is an old man entrenched in the corner, his beard and hair are white, but he is rarely old. His bright eyes seem to penetrate all the fame, fortune and right and wrong in the world.This is a wise and wise man, and I feel a sense of admiration in my heart.

"How did you come here?! Ah!" The father who was sitting on the ground pushed me down on his lap, and there was a "pop" sound when he pulled down his pants.I just felt a hot throbbing pain in my buttocks, and I cried out aggrieved "woo woo".This is the first time that my father yelled at me angrily, spanked my butt for the first time, and the most embarrassing thing for me was that there were two bystanders beside me.

"Don't spank, woo~~~, someone is watching, woo~~~" I hugged my red, swollen and hot ass with my backhand, tears and snot streaming down my nose.

"I'm ashamed to cry! I don't care if someone is looking at your butt—" Father's lingering anger showed a helpless face that couldn't laugh or cry.

"Woooo~~~, I'm very shameless, woooo~~~" How could my self-esteem bear it if a person of my age was spanked in public.I didn't see Li Xiqing's purplish red face, it was naked mocking.

"Stubborn! What face do you need for a big ass child! You are just like your grandpa. You want to save face and suffer." Dad, with a strangely flushed face, stripped off all the drenched jacket and pants on my body, Throw it away in a corner.

"Go back—go back and tell Grandpa—Grandpa, you said he wants to save face and suffer!" I choked and wiped my tears while threatening my father.Thinking of his father being spanked on the stone mill after his grandfather stripped his pants, his aggrieved heart and injured self-esteem finally found a balance, and he gradually stopped sobbing.

"I know how to scare you old man!" My father rolled up his sleeves and wiped the tears, sweat, and snot from my face in revenge, until my face was covered with sticky snot.

"This is Dayong, come on! Come to your Grandpa Zhang." The old man next to him who couldn't stand it took me from my father's arms. I held my lower body tightly and blinked my curious big eyes Looking at the old man in front of him.

"Are you my father's real father?" Looking at the old man with a fairy-like smile in front of him, people unconsciously let go of their guard, and blurted out the question that I had been wondering about.

"What did you brat say!" The father behind me became furious, jumping up and wanting to give my ass a shoe sole.I "chucked" and slid into the old man's bony arms.

Being locked up in this dark cell for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some indecent smell on the body, but there is a faint scent of Zen on the old man's body, which made me unable to help but arch into the old man's arms again.

"Why do you say that, baby?" The old man's slightly warm palm gently stroked my fleshy back.There was a moment of doubt in my heart: when my grandfather and father bathed me, their hands had a common feature. Due to long-term hard physical labor, there was a thick layer of calluses on the palms of their hands.Although the bones of the old man's palm are clear, there are no hard calluses.

22

22. War Orphans...

"Grandpa always yells when he talks to Dad." The old man in front of him looked at his father with eyes full of father-son affection.Maybe it's Aiwujiwu, and even me, the oil bottle, is bathed in the loving eyes of the old man at this moment.

"Haha~~~, your father was only 22 years old when he broke into this place, and that day happened to be the night before his engagement. He was still a young boy at that time, and his son was five years old in the blink of an eye. I am old." The old man smiled happily, his snow-white eyebrows gently stretched.The father next to him seemed to be thinking about the embarrassing things that happened back then, and moved his body a little shyly.

"Old—Grandpa Zhang, have you been imprisoned here for seven years?!" I stared wide-eyed at the indifferent Grandpa Zhang in front of me. Due to the long-term lack of sunlight, his hair, beard and even his eyebrows had all turned snow-white.

"Smart baby, this year is already the ninth year." The old man let out a long sigh, and there was no resentment on his benevolent face, only melancholy at the passing of time.

This kind of life has passed for too long, and going out has become a luxury. To survive in a desperate situation without hope, the first thing one must give up is the expectation for the future and the courage to kill oneself.

How sad this is, just like when I was alone in the hospital bed and endured the double despair of body and spirit.Knowing that death is only a matter of time, but still longing to live, even if it is just lingering.

"Persist until next year and then I can go out!" Fang Zheng, who made things right in [-], will definitely see the light of day again.My immature voice reveals strong confidence, and I eagerly hope to pass on my hope of rebirth to the old man who is dying in front of me.

"Good boy, Grandpa Zhang is waiting for this day." The old man's clear eyes became cloudy, and gradually a line of turbid tears flowed out too much sadness and depression.Putting his arms around the old man's neck, he silently wished in his heart: good people will have a safe life.

The father on the side turned his head quietly and looked at the dark night sky through the narrow window.The sporadic shining spots there are not comparable to the sparkling crystal drop on the father's chin.

Li Xiqing stood silently by the window from the beginning to the end, with a condensed expression, not knowing what he was thinking at this moment.

"There's no one around." The man who came out of the hole broke the increasingly dull and sad atmosphere.

"Is Kimura's shoulder okay?" The father stepped forward to check the man's slightly dull shoulder.

"This kid is really ruthless." The man stretched out his black palm and rubbed it.

"His name is Li Xiqing, and he is one of the educated youths going to the countryside this time." The father nodded slightly to the man.

"Is it reliable?" The man pressed the blade of the blade tightly with his big palm, and stood warily beside Li Xiqing.This position can be retreated and defended, and advanced or attacked, no matter from which direction Li Xiqing will launch a surprise attack.I believe that the knife swung by the man in front of him with all his strength can cut off half of Li Xiqing's shoulder in an instant.

"Although I've only known him for a day, I believe he's not that kind of person." Dad looked affirmatively at Li Xiqing at the window.Li Xiqing's standing body stiffened suddenly, and his condensed and tense face relaxed a little.

"I can also guarantee it!" I hurriedly raised my white and tender little arms. Li Xiqing is a bit vicious, but he always said that he was reliable.Regarding my sudden vote, four men in the narrow stone room looked at me with eight eyes.

"I believe it!" The old man behind him smiled and nodded towards the fierce man.Bright eyes are like a deep lake, illuminating people on the shore, but people on the shore cannot see the bottom of the lake.I looked at Grandpa Zhang staringly. If such a person in ancient times must be the chief minister of the country, all the filth in his eyes would have nowhere to hide.

"Little thing! Your grandpa Zhang has more than that." The man with a fierce face was convinced by Grandpa Zhang's words, and all the tense atmosphere disappeared like this.Before I recovered, the man took me from Grandpa Zhang, supported my armpits with a pair of big hands, lifted me above my head, and stared straight at the three inches below my abdomen. .

"Put me down!" You wanted to cover your private parts, but your arms were supported, and you couldn't reach your lower abdomen at all.Shengsheng blushed, his big watery eyes began to mist, and at the first glance of his mouth, he wanted to use his special trick: crying and howling.

"Kimura, don't tease him, you're in a hurry, the sound of crying can be heard by people in Qianqi Village." My father snatched me from Kimura Shanan's hands.Lying in his father's arms, he triumphantly rolled his eyes at the man in front of him.

"My baby, my name is Uncle Kimura."

"Hum!" Turning his head away.

"Baby! Uncle Kimura and Uncle You Jianjun are both my father's best friends." The father blinked with some displeasure, as if Uncle Uber once said that they had four friends who had played since they were young.And among the four people, only the father is the luckiest, so the other three must have had a worse life than the father.

"Uncle Kimura." Who told me that I have always been soft-hearted.

"Uncle Kimura has nothing now. When Uncle Kimura can walk out of here in the future, if the baby wants anything, even if it's a day after tomorrow, Uncle Kimura will find it and give it to the baby." Kimura gently squeezed my immature shoulders, and I Can't see his eyes but I'm sure they must be very bright.

"En! Pull the hook!" I stretched out my little hand and looked expectantly at the stiff man in front of me.

"Hanging the hook for 100 years must not be changed, whoever becomes a puppy." My tiny fingers could catch the man's thick little finger, and after I finished my oath, I stamped a steel seal on the back of the man's dark hand with my thumb.

"Haha~~~" I thrust my waist, straightened my chest, and laughed boldly, completely ignoring the blushing faces of the four men around me.Now my luck is not so good, I believe this will be a huge potential stock in the near future.

"Why can't Uncle Kimura get out of here?" I blinked my eyes and asked naively, as if I didn't see Kimura's sudden silence and father's dignified expression.I am very puzzled that Kimurano is a Japanese name. If it is Japanese, then it is related to national hatred and family hatred, which makes sense here.But why are there Japanese people in Xiaohe Village?

"Your uncle Kimura is a war orphan left after Japan surrendered." Grandpa Zhang looked at Kimura with a very loving gaze. It has been thirty years since Japan surrendered in [-]. Uncle Kimura at that time It should be just a newborn baby.

"Where are Uncle Kimura's parents?" I asked curiously.

"After Japan surrendered, it retreated with the troops.