Chapter 453 Heart, sickness! (Look for a monthly pass!)

  In the room, looking at the things in the old wooden box, and then reading the contents on the ipad one after another, a group of old fans were confused.

  Nothing else, just because Liu Feng is an old naughty boy in the eyes of everyone. How could it be impossible to connect with the veterans who had fought against the US and aided Korea in the impression, and crawled in the blood of Shishan.

  Zhang Weiyu, sitting in a wheelchair, frowned, looked at the old man carefully, and said suspiciously: "Brother Liu Feng has been to North Korea? Why have you never heard him talk about it?"

  Don't say Zhang Weiyu is suspicious, even Liu Feng's grandson is confused.

"This box is usually not seen by him. I keep saying wait for him, wait for him to leave and pass it to me. My dad and I thought it was something old antique, and we didn't take it seriously. This, grandpa. I never talked about it!"

  In the disbelief of everyone, Li Shixin silently shook off the old military uniform, and with a burst of dust, a pamphlet fell to the ground.

   Picked up the pamphlet, opened it and read it carefully, Li Shixin silently passed the pamphlet to Liu Feng's grandson.

  On the title page of the booklet, the handwriting written with a pen is blurred.

  But the faint handwriting, if you look closely, you can still see some content written in a Chinese-Korean bilingual book;

  "Awarded for outstanding meritorious service in the Second Battle of the Motherland War for participating in the resistance to the US invasion

  A soldier of the 20th Army of the Ninth Corps, Comrade Liu Feng. "

  In the wide-open eyes of Liu Feng's grandson and a group of old fans, Li Shixin looked at the photos and letterhead in the box and sighed.

   "Your grandpa once fought a lifelong battle."

  Although the information on the merit book is incomplete, I don’t know which unit Liu Feng belonged to at that time. But from the only information available, Li Shixin still roughly knows why Liu Feng shouted coldly.

  In the second battle of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, the Nine Corps and the 20th Army fought only one battle that was able to give a soldier a three-level flag medal.

  The battle was called Changjin Lake.

  A group of old fans looked at the merit book, then looked at the content on the ipad, and fell silent.

  And Liu Feng's grandson clenched his fists tightly, and his cheeks trembled.

  However, when everyone was silent, Li Shixin vigorously shook off the dusty Type 50 military uniform and put it on his body.

  In the confusion of everyone, he picked up the military cap at the bottom of the press box and put it on his head. After fastening the slightly smaller military uniform every moment, he strode to the front of Mr. Liu Feng.

   fixedly glanced at Liu Feng, whose eyes were out of focus and his lips were trembling, Li Shixin took a deep breath.

   "Liu Feng!"

   A loud roar echoed in the room.

  Following this roar, Liu Feng's old eyes trembled slightly, but there was still no response.

   "What are you doing? The American devils are about to break through our position!"

  Li Shixin shouted again, making the old man's eyes tremble.

   "It's so cold, instructor, I can't stand it anymore, it's cold, it's too cold"

   "Brother Feng!" Seeing that Mr. Liu Feng had a reaction, a group of old fans immediately rushed forward, but was blocked by Li Shixin's hand.

  Looking at the fear and pain on Liu Feng's face, Li Shixin gritted his teeth.

   "Liu Feng, get up for me! You are a soldier, you can't escape. The enemy, the enemy is about to break out! Take your gun, get up, get up for me!"

"Instructor, I'm tired of my hands and feet. I don’t listen, don’t listen. The monitor is freezing to death, Lao Lin, Lao Lin are also freezing to death, the third elementary school, Aso, they are all freezing to death. They know, they know they want to freeze. Dead here, let me put on their clothes to let me live, but I can’t do it anymore, I can’t resist the instructor, it’s too cold, I really can’t resist”

  Looking at Liu Feng trembling and talking tremblingly, Li Shixin's nose was sour, and he held Liu Feng's hands that were like dead branches.

"Get up, be obedient! The battle is over, and we won. Life is getting better, you have to take a good look at this colorful world, and talk to the monitor, Lao Lin, and Sanxiao Aso about what life is like now! "

  Hearing this, Liu Feng trembled all over, his eyes regained a hint of clarity.

   Immediately, I cried with a cry!

  "You are not an instructor, and the instructor is frozen to death!"

  "You are Shixin, you can't cover me, you are Shixin!

  Shixin, we didn’t win! We fought with American devils in Changjin Lake for more than 20 days, more than 40 days below zero, and even ate ten meals in more than 20 days. We were so cold and hungry that we couldn’t move, and watched the American devils running. La!

  The whole company, I'm the only one left!

  Shixinna, they said to leave a single seedling, let me pass the Lianqi down, let me see for them what the motherland looks like after desperately defending it. Let me try all the fun and delicious ones and tell them when I burn the paper.

  Shixinna, how can I tell their current children this year to give those two sticks cotton clothes as food! Shixin, you said, what am I telling them this year? !

  The tiger regiment of Lao Shizi, even the regimental flag, was paid by the brothers of the 68th Army. These children have forgotten all about Shixin. You said those brothers who died know how sad, how sad."

  His hands were held tightly by Liu Feng. There was a burst of pain, and Li Shixin bit his lip.

   "Brother Feng, cheer up. It doesn't matter if you forget, just let them remember again!"

  Faced with Li Shixin’s comfort, Mr. Liu Feng waved his hand weakly.

   "Forget it, Chen Zhima's rotten grains."

  While speaking, the figure of the old man shrank like a dry branch.

   No matter how Li Shixin and a group of old fans persuaded, they never talked again.

  After two o'clock in the afternoon, several of Liu Feng's children hurried back.

Seeing the chaos at home, Li Shixin greeted Liu Feng's grandson and Liu Jianye, Liu Feng's youngest son, who had met before, and left.

  On the street outside the villa.

  "Brother Shixin, what can you do about Brother Feng?"

   "Hey, Brother Feng, this is heartbroken. Look at what it was like just now, and without saying a word, there is no **** in your eyes. It feels distressed when you look at it as if you changed your person before."

   "How lively an old man used to be, it looked like he could live a hundred years old. But I'm afraid this afternoon is in this state."

"Let me say, these little bunnies should hang up and fight! Damn, the star chasers don't even know their surnames. They also send supplies to the cold country troops, this **** **** is a white-eyed wolf! "

  Looking at a group of old fans talking about Liu Feng, their heads downcast, regretting the anxious appearance, Li Shixin's mouth fell flat.

   Holding his hands, he looked at the setting sun in the distance, his eyes firmed up.

   "Old Wu, you go back to Brother Feng's house."

   "Huh? What are you doing?" Wu Ming on the side raised his head when he heard Li Shixin's greeting.

   "Let Liu Feng's grandson take the suitcase and bring me to the small theater."

   "What do you want that?"

   Faced with the puzzled gaze of Wu Ming and a group of old fans, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

   "Brother Feng, this is a heart disease. If you have a heart disease, you still have a heart disease."

   "Success." Wu Ming nodded, and when he saw Li Shixin finished speaking, he stopped a taxi and said strangely: "Why are you going?"

  "Take the computer and scold my mother!"

  As a group of old fans watched, Li Shixin “touched” and closed the car door.

  If the breath in my heart does not come out, I am afraid that the old man will be suffocated!

  (End of this chapter)