Rebirth at 70: I am the rough man’s treasure

Yang Xiaotian looked at the grave without a tombstone and was stunned for a moment. She quickly realized it and made a show of kneeling with Wu Shengqian.

Wu Shengqian stretched out his hand to support her knees.

"Ok?"

Yang Xiaotian was slightly confused, and her big black and white eyes stared at him.

Wu Shengqian's stern face was slightly calm, and he silently took off his shirt, flatly laying it on the land full of weeds, and then let Yang Xiaotian kneel down.

Yang Xiaotian felt weak. She took Wu Shengqian's hand and knelt side by side with him. She also said to the shabby grave: "Dad, I am Shengqian's wife, and I'm here to see you too."

The only thing that responded to them was the whistling wind in the empty mountain.

After the worship was over, Wu Shengqian took Yang Xiaotian back.

On the way, Yang Xiaotian looked at his sad face several times and wanted to ask about his father, but it was difficult to ask.

Wu Shengqian, on the other hand, smiled bitterly and said in a hoarse voice: "You must be confused, right? Why isn't my father buried with my mother? Why is there not even a tombstone for my father? Why is my father buried in this desolate place?" Out in the countryside.”

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Yang Xiaotian looked at his depressed face and said understandingly.

Listening to his young wife's soft voice, Wu Shengqian felt mixed. Finally, he sighed and said expressionlessly: "Actually, our family is not from Yangkoupo."

Wu Shengqian's memory of his childhood was very vague. He vaguely remembered that he used to live in Harbin, a big city in the Northeast.There are Soviet-style domed red-tiled buildings, wide roads, and fashionably dressed people.

He couldn't remember what his father looked like, but he vaguely remembered that his father always liked to wear a police uniform.

As the son of a policeman, Wu Shengqian, three or four years old, already feels proud.

But then, his father suddenly disappeared.

His mother was always in tears for a year, and the neighbors always scolded them or turned their backs on them.

His mother couldn't bear it and finally took him to move to the small farm village of Yangkoupo.

People here didn't know his father, and at first, they were quite friendly to the two of them.

But later, news of his father Wu Dakai's death came, and Wu Dakai's identity could no longer be concealed in Yangkoupo.

From that day on, the two of them began to live a life of being looked down upon by others.

It was precisely because everyone around him looked down upon him that Wu Shengqian developed a brave and fighting character since childhood.Because if he doesn't, he won't be able to protect himself or his mother.

It was not until Wu Shengqian grew up that his bravery and righteousness were gradually recognized by the villagers; and his strong physique also frightened the villagers, so gossip about the Wu family gradually disappeared.

After hearing what Wu Shengqian said, Yang Xiaotian felt even more sorry for him.

But at the same time, she became more and more curious.

She finally asked in a low voice: "Then...your dad, no, it's our dad...what does he do?"

"Traitor."

Wu Shengqian uttered two words in a deep voice.

"What?"

Yang Xiaotian's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.

Wu Shengqian smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "This is what is said outside, and even my mother agrees. As a policeman, my father revealed the country's secrets to foreigners. He disappeared because he was arrested and interrogated. After many years, he was sentenced to death. Later, I asked my mother to collect the body, and his story spread in Yangkoupo."

When he said these words, his face was expressionless and cold.

But Yang Xiaotian could see that there was pain and struggle in his eyes.

She gently held his strong hand, squeezed it twice in a comforting manner, and said softly: "It's all over."

"I haven't passed!" Wu Shengqian narrowed his eyes and suddenly said firmly, "I never believed that my father was really a traitor! After my mother died, I saw her belongings, and there was a diary of my father in it. He was full of heart They all want to do good things for the people and catch bad guys to serve the country! How can such a person be a traitor? I don’t believe it!"

When he was a child, Wu Shengqian didn't want to believe it; later when he saw his father's diary, he really didn't want to believe it.

However, his father Wu Dakai was an orphan and had no relatives to ask.Once his mother died, there was no one around him who knew his father.

He wanted to investigate and clear his father's name, but there was nothing he could do.

But now...

The photo that Zheng Tianhua suddenly took out gave Wu Shengqian hope.

It's just a request made by Zheng Tianhua...

Wu Shengqian closed his eyes and looked down at his gentle little wife beside him. He could not open his mouth to tell her that he wanted to cooperate with Zheng Tianhua and accompany Tang Lili to Kyoto.

Yang Xiaotian didn't know what he was thinking, and she was still thinking about how to comfort her man.

The couple was silent with their own thoughts, while several teenage boys were playing and walking towards the barren mountain.

One child said: "Are there really traitors buried in the mountains?"

Another child replied cheerfully: "My father said it, is it true? We are going to find the traitor's grave and spit on him!"

"Yes! We have to dig out his bones, smash them and feed them to the dogs!"

"Feed the dog, feed the dog!"

Children are not sensible yet, but they naturally know that traitors are the most shameful people in the world.

They were fighting like a war, rushing up the mountain in a furious manner.

Those words drifted into Wu Shengqian's ears with the wind. The light in his eyes dimmed, and the scar on the side of his face twitched a few times. He let go of Yang Xiaotian's hand and chased after the children without saying a word.

Yang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered, shouted "Sheng Qian, Sheng Qian", and stumbled after the angry man.

The children walked quickly and found Wu Dakai's grave.

They spat and cursed at the grave, and even took off their pants to urinate on the grave.

"Damn it! You little beasts are looking for death!"

Wu Shengqian chased after him and saw this scene, his eyes were red and about to bleed.

He cursed through gritted teeth, stepped forward, picked up a child, and threw him to the ground.

The children were all too frightened to move, their cries held in their throats, and they stared at Wu Shengqian tremblingly.

Wu Shengqian was trembling slightly, his blood vessels bulging, and he was breathing heavily.

Just as he was about to continue his attack, Yang Xiaotian rushed over panting, hurriedly grabbed his arm, and yelled at the children: "What are you doing standing still? Leave quickly!"

The children trembled, finally came to their senses, and ran away one by one.

The mountains were quiet again.

Seeing that the children were fine, Yang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

She hugged Wu Shengqian's tall body tightly and rubbed her little face against his chest, silently comforting him.

Wu Shengqian stood stiffly for a long time, finally raised his hand and patted Yang Xiaotian on the back, saying hoarsely: "I'm fine."

But in fact, what he really wanted to say was: "Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry."

When those children insulted his father, he made up his mind to agree to Zheng Tianhua's request.