Why do you, a sports student, come into the academic circle?

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haven't been to visit my grandparents for a long time, and I haven't been there since the New Year.

When I was a child, every Saturday and Sunday, my parents always took Sun Mingbo to my grandparents' house and grandparents' house.

Today, Sunday, I went to visit my grandparents with my parents and two old people.

It was a place full of warmth and laughter, and when I was a child, the house was always filled with the aroma of my grandmother's fragrant meals.

Sun Mingbo's grandfather is not an ordinary person, he is a legend.

He was a well-known small traffic officer before the liberation, who was honest and brave, and was deeply respected by the people.

When my grandfather was a child, there was an accident in his family, and at the age of six or seven, he was forced to leave his hometown and beg and wander in Qingcheng.

In the days of loneliness, he met an old beggar, who often gave all the food he asked for to his grandfather, and selflessly helped the children to be grateful.

A child is like this, whoever is good to him, he will be grateful to whom, and with whom he is close.

Later, when he was fine, the old beggar was on the ground and taught his grandfather to read and do arithmetic with a branch.

Although it was simple, it was the only opportunity for grandpa to learn, and he listened attentively and comprehended it carefully.

For some reason, the old beggar often disappeared for a while, and the grandfather didn't ask.

The old beggar once asked his grandfather what

he wanted to do when he grew up? Grandpa remembered the big ship he saw in the sea, and said that he wanted to drive a warship when he grew up.

Then the old beggar told him that when the Japanese were driven out, the country was good, you could go to school, and you had to be literate to drive a warship.

In 45, the Japanese surrendered, and the Japanese drove them away, but my grandfather still didn't have a chance to go to school.

Later there was an old beggar who was wounded, and when his grandfather found him, he was in a coma, and when he woke up, he handed him a piece of stationery.

Above, there are a lot of numbers, so that grandpa must not tell others, be sure to send it to XX Road, XX number, and hand it over to XX people.

Grandpa originally wanted to stay and take care of the old beggar, but the old beggar shook his head resolutely and told my grandfather, don't delay if you leave now.

According to the old beggar's request, the grandfather successfully completed the task assigned by the old beggar.

When he returned to his place, he wanted to continue to take care of the old beggar, but the old beggar was gone.

Grandpa searched for the old beggar everywhere in Qingcheng, but in the end he didn't find it.

After that, Grandpa never saw the old beggar again, and heard that he had died for the revolutionary cause.

The young grandfather was very sad, and his heart was full of grief and reluctance, after all, the old beggar was the only one who was good to him.

The organization learned about his grandfather's situation, so he arranged a job selling newspapers.

In this way, my grandfather embarked on the road of revolution, and later learned that the old beggar was not really a beggar, but one of the responsible persons of Qingcheng, an underground worker of our party, disguised himself as a beggar, covered his identity, and engaged in revolutionary underground activities in Qingcheng.

Later, when the underground party was in a meeting, my grandfather was responsible for watching the wind on the street, and my grandfather stood on the street stubbornly, staring into the distance, his eyes alert.

His eyes scanned the streets around him, looking for any suspicious signs.

Suspicious people peeped nearby, staring at their meeting place not far away, and Grandpa immediately realized the danger, and he quietly shouted, "Dad, where are you?"

and then he began to cry, in this seemingly helpless way, conveying an urgent message.

Just like a child like my grandfather, the number of little beggars was very large at that time.

They are homeless, live on the streets, and are easily overlooked.

No one will pay attention to the cry of a little beggar and a child.

Sometimes the grandfather is also responsible for the tail sweeping work, following the comrades from a long distance to see if anyone is following.

Grandpa is not only responsible for looking at the wind, but also undertakes the transmission and contact of the underground party's intelligence.

He quietly passed on important information and intelligence to other comrades, ensuring that the communication between them was unimpeded.

Once, according to the organization's arranged tasks, my grandfather contacted an important transportation station of our party.

With a broken bowl in his left hand and a dog-beating stick in his right hand, Grandpa came to the traffic stop.

Grandpa looked around, there were no pedestrians nearby, it was quiet.

Grandpa took the broken bowl in his left hand into his arms, stepped forward and began to knock on the door, and said in his mouth: "Okay, okay, give the bowl of rice, I haven't eaten for two days." "

Something was wrong, it was too quiet around, and Grandpa was alert to the anomaly.

At this time, there was no sound in the room, and no one checked the code.

Grandpa didn't push the door, but pretended to be disappointed and slowly left along the street.

When he returned to his residence, he immediately reported to the organization all the incidents and anomalies that had been discovered at the time.

Later, a comrade of the underground party heard that someone was inquiring about the little beggar's grandfather, and immediately reported it to the organization.

In response to this, the organization decisively transferred the grandfather to the liberated areas, under the protection of the PLA.

In the liberated areas, because my grandfather was smart and clever, could write and count, he was liked by many comrades in the liberated areas at that time.

Grandpa also successfully saw through the investigation of the disguised spies at that time, and was praised by the head of the liberated area many times.

After the liberation of Qingcheng, the organization arranged for his grandfather to go to the military academy to study.

Grandpa studied hard and entered the Navy after graduation.

Grandpa's dream since childhood was to drive a warship and gallop on the blue sea.

However, it is a pity that although he joined the People's Navy, Grandpa never had the opportunity to fly a warship.

In that turbulent era, grandpa relied on his identity and ingenuity to protect many old comrades who were criticized by the Red Guards.

Grandpa has been wandering since he was a child, experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world, and he has always remembered the people who were good to him.

When people you know and people you know are criticized, of course, you have to protect them, and those old comrades you don't know, grandpa also tries to provide appropriate help, because they have contributed to the country.

Grandpa had spent time in the Japanese war zone, the white zone, and the liberated zone, and he had rich experience in fighting the enemy.

What's more, these young generals are not enemies, just a group of impulsive students.

Some of the Red Guard generals and veterans still know their grandfather, but they grew up listening to his grandfather's stories.

In the past, some young generals often listened to their grandfathers tell stories about the past against the enemy at school.

At that time, my grandfather used his own experience as a prototype, and talked about the revolution from participating in the revolution when he was a child to liberation.

Grandpa's experience is tense and vivid, exciting, how to cover comrades, how to be witty against the enemy, how to fight against the enemy, every time it is not repeated, it is more enjoyable than listening to a story.

Many schools, factories, and streets united to ask Grandpa to talk about his past combat experience, and everyone who heard about it had great respect for him.

In this way, grandpa took advantage of his special identity to protect many old comrades at that time.

After the turmoil ended, he also wrote letters to contact him many times, and told each other about the rehabilitation work of the old comrades.

To this day, there are still many children of old comrades who come to Qingcheng to see the old man.