Senior Superstar

After closing the door, Zhao Jinzhi rolled up her sleeves again and returned to Zhao Amei.

"Grandma, let me help you."

She wanted to ask the old man to take off his clothes, but the moment her hand reached for the old man's clothes, the old man covered his chest like an animal startled by a ferocious beast.

Compared with the old man's usual slowness, this sudden movement startled Zhao Jinzhi.

The old man had the same surprise.

The two stared at each other for a long time before the old man put down his old hand with trembling lips.

"I will do it myself."

Putting down her walking stick silently, Zhao Amei staggered to the wooden barrel, raised her trembling hands, and unbuttoned the buttons one by one with great difficulty.

Zhao Jinzhi was at a loss for the old man's sudden resistance just now.

Not daring to disturb her, she had no choice but to stand silently beside the old man to prevent her from stepping on the water stains on the ground and falling.

After a long time, the clothes on the old man fell off.

With the legs of her last tight-fitting sweater, a stench inevitably spread.

Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help covering her mouth and nose, and her eyes widened.

She had never seen a body like this.

Aged and loose skin, large chunks of gray-black dirt stick to the surface of the skin, unknown years of dead skin sticking to the dirt, covering her torso tightly, and scabs even formed on the joints, covering her eyes Looking at it, it looks like an armor made of dander and dirt!

Even in the cold night, the "armor" exudes a strong stench.

Under the dim light, Zhao Amei's body looked like an old sea turtle stranded on the shore. It was impossible to imagine that it was actually a human body.

Noticing that Zhao Jinzhi hadn't moved, the old man turned his empty gaze over.

"I also know it's dirty, niece, thank you for your hard work."

Feeling the old man's apology, Zhao Jinzhi shook her head, took a deep breath, took the old man's arm, and slowly helped him into the barrel.

After the body entered the water, the strong odor became much lighter.

Picking up the gourd water ladle and soaking the old man's shoulders exposed to the water, Zhao Jinzhi finally felt that she could breathe.

"Grandma, why didn't you take a bath for so long. It's inconvenient for you, you can ask people in the village to help you."

The old man smiled and shook her head, feeling the warm water, she closed her eyes deeply.

"I've been watching it for a long time these days. You like Mr. Li, don't you?"

When asked about this suddenly, Zhao Jinzhi was taken aback.

"What's the matter with embarrassment? Just say it if you like it. You little babes are not cool at all."

Facing the old man's joke, Zhao Jinzhi smiled helplessly.

"Grandma has liked other people too."

Squinting her eyes, looking carefully at Zhao Jinzhi's figure covered in steam, a trace of girlish shyness appeared on Zhao Amei's face.

Zhao Jinzhi also watched the video of the interview between Li Shixin and the old man before.

Hearing what the old man said, she poured shower gel into the barrel and asked curiously, "Is that the one named Ting Qing?"

The old man nodded.

"I knew him when I was in middle school. He was a few years older than me, and he was studying at Jinling University. Once students from several schools in Nanjing took to the streets to call for an anti-Japanese demonstration. I went to join in the fun and was almost arrested by the police. My family was very strict at that time, and I ran out with my classmates secretly. My father is also an old pedant, if I let him know that I am going to the parade, I am afraid that my feet will be bound up!"

Slowly paddling the warm water with his hands, the old man giggled.

"Later, when the police chased us with sticks, the sisters all ran away. I was young at that time, and I was so scared that I cried. Suddenly a big hand grabbed me and ran! My lungs were about to explode. It was only then that I could see the man's appearance clearly. Now that I think about it, he is somewhat similar to the grandson you are with."

"real?"

Before, the old man always pestered Liu Feng's grandson, saying that he looked like an old friend, and when he heard the old man talking about the past, Zhao Jinzhi became interested.

"Actually, I don't remember asking, I just feel familiar."

Helplessly waving his hand, the old man nodded his head.

"He is Ting Qing, a student of my father. He only found out when he sent me home. My father was very strict at school and a pedant. When he saw our house, he panicked and moaned. Just run away."

The old man spoke calmly, not even noticing that the bath bubbles got on his nose.

"We didn't see each other again for a long time. It wasn't until Nanjing fell, my elder brother and mother died, and my father went crazy, that I finally saw him again.

At that time, all the troops in Nanjing had been disbanded. He joined the Nanjing garrison and followed a company commander of the teaching corps into the alley. How can it be called a soldier? It's nothing more than picking up a dead man's gun and wearing the school uniform of Jinling University.

He had half his arm broken by a mortar blast, and the company commander sent him to the shelter of Jinling University. Later, my father went crazy and ran wildly in the school. When I went to chase my father, I saw him in a school. "

"Then did he survive?"

Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help asking.

When talking about life and death, the old man nodded vigorously.

"He survived! His life was serious, and the wound was not infected. Later, in the shelter, he took care of my father with me for more than a month. It may be because of the student. After seeing him, my father calmed down and stopped going crazy. Run. I just chanted the four words of the loss of my family and country every day until I died."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinzhi didn't know what to say.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl lost all her relatives in just one month, and she searched her brains but couldn't think of any words of comfort.

"And then? Are you together?"

The old man shook his head with difficulty.

"At first there was food in the refuge, but then there was no food. The Japanese surrounded the school again to prevent people from entering or leaving. Several foreigners went to negotiate, but the Japanese only gave them enough food for foreigners. .

Everyone has no choice but to take out all the edible things in the school and eat them. Fortunately, there is an agricultural college in Jinling University. There are some teaching seeds in the teaching warehouse of the agricultural college. Everyone used soybeans, mung beans, and red beans to sprout bean sprouts. They tightened their belts and dealt with them for more than twenty days.

In the end, I really didn’t have any food, so I took out the rabbits and frogs soaked in formalin in the medical school and ate them. At that time, the Chinese soldiers in Nanjing were almost dead, and the Japanese began to hold celebrations.

So I sent people to the refuge to find the female students. Go to the celebration. As long as there are female students going, food will be given. "

Having said that, the old man closed his eyes.

"Before my father died, he was sober for a while. He entrusted me to Ting Qing, and let us worship the heavens and the earth and Mount Tai in front of him. But at that time, Ting Qing narrowly escaped death, her injuries were not healed, and she ate a lot of food every day. If you don’t have enough food, you can’t even take care of yourself, so how can you take care of me?”

"After my father died, Ting Qing buried him behind the building of the Faculty of Arts with me. Maybe it was because of too much effort, Ting Qing fell ill the next day. I was anxious, I was afraid, the whole world Now this is the only person I know. I asked those foreigners to save him. They had no medicine and only gave me a steamed bun. That night, the Japanese came again. They asked the shelter to send out 20 female students , saying that as long as it is given to the female students, the refugees will be given the full amount of medicine and food.”

The old man did not go on.

But Zhao Jinzhi had already guessed it.

"So, you went?"

With flickering eyes, Zhao Jinzhi asked with wriggling lips.

The old man didn't answer, just shook his head.

"That day Ting Qing gave me the bracelet left by his mother, and said that if he died, he would ask me to exchange the bracelet for half a steamed bun. If he survived, the bracelet would be his. Dowry gift. Those bastards crushed that bracelet later!"

As if the breaking of the bracelet was such a big deal, the old man started crying.

Zhao Jinzhi also cried.

I don't know how long she cried before the old man took her hand.

"Ninny, Grandma knows that she is too troublesome."

Every wrinkle on Zhao Amei's face was twisted, entangled in pain, and trembling.

"I can't say it, I don't know why I can't say it, but I really just can't!"

"Grandma! Don't get excited."

Seeing Zhao Amei bumping her head against the barrel in pain, Zhao Jinzhi stopped her by the neck and held her in his arms.

"Then don't tell, no one is forcing you. If you don't want to tell, we won't ask again! Okay?"

The old man shook his head vigorously and struggled out of Zhao Jinzhi's arms.

The next moment, she burst out with strength that she seemed to have never used in her life, and she grabbed the edge of the barrel with both hands.

With the sound of splashes, her body buried in the water was exposed to the air and in front of the camera.

The dirt had peeled off, and the body, which had been soaked white by water, was also exposed in front of Zhao Jinzhi.

Zhao Jinzhi's eyes widened in horror.

What kind of body was that?

Even after eighty years, the graffiti and the "bullet screen" engraved on the body are still alive.

Ferocious and violent!