C167 A Drop of Water will be Repaid with a Spring

"After dinner, if you have nothing to do, come out for a walk, get used to it. " Yao Guanqun looked at Fan Wenbin, smiled slightly, and casually asked, "Little Fan, why did you just come home? It was already so late. Have you been very busy recently?

Yao Guanqun admired Fan Wenbin very much. He was one of his few close friends. Among them, other than his father's instructions before his death, there was also a very deep and rare friendship between close friends.

"It's the end of the year, there are a lot of inspections, I'm busy dealing with them, I'm indeed very busy" At this moment, he met Yao Guanqun the moment he left the house. Fan Wenbin could not help but feel a sense of closeness in his heart. Facing the cold wind, he chatted with him as they walked.

In the cultural circle of Daan County, many people thought that Yao Guanqun was knowledgeable and talented. At the same time, they also thought that his personality was strange, lofty, and arrogant. It was very difficult to get along with him. However, Fan Wenbin had a very good relationship with him, and they got along very well. He was a very good friend.

Perhaps because the weather was very cold tonight, there were very few pedestrians on the street. Each of them walked hurriedly, and they seemed to be very busy. Along the plaza, after the two of them walked one round, Fan Wenbin felt a little hungry, so he pulled Yao Guanqun and sat in front of a barbecue stall. He ordered mutton skewers and beer, and drank as he ate.

In these few years, barbeque was very popular. At night, streets and alleys could be seen everywhere. Even on the cold winter night, in order to earn money, it was still open for business, attracting many young people. It could also be considered a night view of this ancient town of Daan.

Seeing Fan Wenbin wolfing down his food and eating happily, Yao Guanqun thought, just like his grandfather, Fan Zhengkun, he was a man with a very fierce personality. Then, in his mind, the scene of Fan Zhengkun coming to his house in the early '70s and drinking the green barley wine with his father surfaced.

That bottle of barley wine was secretly brought back from the Tibetan Plateau when his father went on a business trip to Tibet. It had a high alcohol content and had always been reluctant to drink it. It had been hidden at home like a treasure.

His father's alcohol tolerance was very high, even if he was addicted to alcohol. He was reluctant to drink that bottle of barley wine. He just held it in his hand and admired it, saying that he wanted to wait for someone. Only when this person came could he open the bottle and drink it.

Later on, in a cold winter day, in the afternoon that was covered in dark clouds, Fan Zhengkun came. His father immediately opened the bottle of green barley wine that he had stored for many years, and came to receive this elder brother whose name shook both sides of the Yellow River.

At that time, Yao Guanqun was very young, and he had never been able to understand the twists and turns in this bottle. After Fan Zhengkun left, he asked his father a few times. However, every time, his father would vaguely say the same thing. Don't be anxious. In the future, I will tell you.

Thinking up to here, seeing Fan Wenbin eat mutton skewers at the same time, also drinking beer at the same time, opening his mouth from left to right, eating until his mouth was overflowing with oil, Yao Guanqun could not help but laugh and say: " Little Fan, you look very much like your grandfather. "

"My grandfather?" Fan Wenbin was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly and said," My grandfather likes to eat meat, but he can also drink. When he was young, he was a famous figure on both sides of the Yellow River. " Speaking up to this point. Suddenly, as though he had remembered something, he asked, "Teacher Yao, have you met my grandfather?"

In Fan Wenbin's memories, his grandfather had always been disciplined because of historical issues. He rarely went out. It wasn't until the day of 1978 when he was stripped of his title of "Four Type Molecular. " Only then did he regain his freedom. Yao Guanqun was a city person, and he was many years younger than his grandfather. How could he have met his grandfather?

Yao Guanqun saw Fan Wenbin's puzzled expression, and explained with a smile, "Not only have I seen your grandfather, I also saw him drinking with my father, and drinking green barley wine in my house. Your grandfather's drinking appearance is exactly the same as yours now.

"When you're full, I'll tell you in detail. " In front of the barbeque stall, there were a few young men who were about 17 or 18 years old. They were also eating meat and drinking alcohol despite the cold. He didn't want others to know about this.

Hence, after eating and drinking his fill, Fan Wenbin followed Yao Guanqun to his house. The two of them sat around the stove, drinking tea, and very naturally began to talk about the past between Yao Guanqun's father, Yao Kailei, and Fan Zhengkun.

In the middle of the 1980s, a "cultural heat" rose in the country. As a research expert of the Ancient Silk Road, Yao Guanqun had accompanied the provincial inspection experts to the Fan Family's residence several times. While examining the culture of the Ancient Silk Road, he also wanted to further understand the true history of the Yao Family and the Fan Family.

However, Fan Zhengkun kept his mouth shut about this matter and only said one sentence. "Your father is a person worth befriending. " Unexpectedly, these few words that contained profound mysteries caused Yao Guanqun to be even more interested. He secretly made up his mind that he had to figure out the twists and turns in this matter.

In the end, before he could figure out the history behind this period of time, his father fell ill. It was in the early 1990s, which was also in the winter season of 1992. His father, who was seriously ill, only spoke of this period of history that was hidden deep in his heart one night before his death. It was the history of the Fan and Yao Families that had been around for almost 50 years.

That night, when he recalled it now, it seemed very strange. The moon came out very early. It was pale and the moonlight was dim and hazy. The cold wind that blew for the whole day suddenly stopped when the moon came out at night.

Due to his father's serious illness, Yao Guanqun had been sleeping on the same bed as his father so that he could take care of him at any time. It was already very late at night. In the living room, Yao Guanqun was sitting in front of a warm stove. He was so bored that he casually flipped through a novel that was reputed to be the "Root Searching Cultural School" to pass the time.

"What time is it now? You haven't slept yet?" After an unknown period of time, just as he was starting to get addicted to reading novels, his father suddenly asked, "Can you pour me a glass of water? I'm thirsty and want to drink some water.

After drinking a cup of water, his father asked Yao Guanqun to help him sit up. He leaned against the wall and stared at his son. Because he had been sick for a long time, it had been more than half a year. He was so thin that his bones were dry. His eyes were big and protruding. Under the light, it was a little scary.

Yao Guanqun asked his father what he wanted to eat. However, his father shook his head with great difficulty and did not say a word. Just like that, the father and son were illuminated by the bright lights. One sat on the brick bed while the other sat under the brick bed. Neither of them spoke and each of them was thinking about their own matters.

After a long while, After coughing a few times, his father said slowly and weakly, "Do you remember Fan Zhengkun from the Fan Family? It's the elder brother who is very famous in Daan. He came to our house before. "

"Remember. " Yao Guanqun quickly replied," I remember that he came to our house once in the '70s. At that time, you used the green barley wine to entertain him. Before you left, you even lent him 40 yuan. " Then, he smiled and said, "The next day, my mom even had a big fight with you. "

This sentence also made his father laugh. A trace of liveliness appeared on his face as he smiled and said, "Fan Zhengkun is a very brave man. He even saved my life. Without him, I would have died under the gun of the Ma family army. I wouldn't have lived until today. "

Yao Guanqun knew that his father was from Sichuan, an old Red Army soldier. Later on, he changed his occupation from the army to the local area. At the same time, he worked at the County Industrialization Bureau and also settled down in Da An County. In the early 1970s, he left.

Since he was sensible, he often heard his father tell stories about the war-era. However, he had never mentioned Fan Zhengkun, who used to be a big boss in the old days.

Fan Zhengkun's name was well-known. Yao Guanqun had heard of him since he was in primary school. It was simply thunderous. That day, when he saw Fan Zhengkun in his own house, he was a little disappointed. It was totally different from what he had imagined.

Tonight was the first time his father had told him the story of him and Fan Zhengkun. At the same time, it aroused Yao Guanqun's great interest. It also made him want to know the history of the Fan and Yao families. This was a wish that he had buried for a long time. It was a very important wish that he had yet to fulfill.

"Dad, can you tell me more about how Fan Zhengkun rescued you from the Ma Family Army?" Seeing that his father was a little more energetic than usual, Yao Guanqun asked impatiently. The winter night was very long. Listening to his father tell stories was also a form of enjoyment in that era.

Furthermore, Yao Guanqun loved reading since he was young. He especially liked China's history and also liked literature. He even specially prepared a notebook and took it with him. He wrote down all the interesting stories that he had heard in the notebook one by one so that he could use them as materials when he wrote in the future.

When his father saw that his son was very interested, a moment later. . . He also smiled and said, "Even if you don't rush me, I will tell you. " Then, Sighing heavily, he said rather reluctantly, "Now that society has changed. . . It is very different from before. I won't be able to live for more than a few days. These old matters. . . It's time to talk about these old things.

Thus, on this very long winter night, his father recounted the old matters that had been hidden deep within his soul, especially the matter of how Fan Zhengkun had saved his life. Yao Guanqun could not help but sigh when he heard this.

1936. It was then collectively called 25 years in the Republic of China. That year, winter came much earlier than the previous years, and it was also much colder than the previous years. As soon as it entered the 10th month, there were several heavy snowstorms in succession. The northwest wind blew non-stop all day long, and the weather was cold and freezing. Even the surface of the Yellow River, which had not been frozen for many years, was covered with a thin layer of ice.

That year, his father, Yao Kailei, was in his early twenties. He was a battalion commander of the 30th Army under the command of the Red Four Direction Army. When the Central Red Army had gone through countless difficulties and difficulties to arrive at the Su District of E, E, and E, just like the other warriors of the Red Four Direction Army, he was very happy and excited. He welcomed the arrival of the Central Red Army with the most solemn ceremony.

Many soldiers gave the sweaters, socks, gloves, and food that they had prepared beforehand to the soldiers of the Red Army. With tears in their eyes, the comrades of the two armies threw down the backpacks on their shoulders and hugged each other tightly, greeting each other. The applause, laughter, and cheers resounded like thunder in the spring sky.

Yao Kailei and many of his comrades believed that from now on, the two armies would never be separated. Everyone could work together and fight side by side to create a revolution. Unexpectedly, not long after, things turned around.

Later on, after the left army failed to go south, they were ordered to go up north to reach Daan County. Hu Leopard. Here, after a short period of rest, they started to pass the Yellow River to the west to open up the international traffic.

As the commander of the 30 legion vanguard unit, Yao Kailei was left in Da An by his superior to do some local work. He was also appointed as the captain of the team to lead a portion of the soldiers to gather grain for the main force.

Although he was unwilling, Yao Kailei still resolutely carried out his superior's orders. After the main force crossed the river, he quickly took action to promote the anti-Japanese policy of the Party in Da An. He mobilized many youths to participate in the Red Army and achieved great results.

However, not long after the Red Army crossed the river, the National Party's army arrived at Daan. At the same time that they controlled the Yellow River's eastern shore, they carried out a very cruel attack on the Red Army soldiers who stayed in Daan, causing Yao Kailei and the others to have no choice but to conceal their identities and work underground.

It was also at this moment that he happened to get to know the local leader, Fan Zhengkun. Furthermore, according to the rules of the Pugilistic World, they were sworn brothers with whom they were sworn to life and death.

At that time, Fan Zhengkun was very influential on both sides of the Yellow River. Even if the authorities knew about certain situations, they would not dare to act rashly. Furthermore, Elder Brother was the head of the association, Fan Zhengkun. Although he was young, he was both wise and brave, and he was rich and powerful. He was able to understand the black and white paths, and he controlled the Yellow River's water channel tightly. He was definitely not someone ordinary people could compare with.

Hence, under Fan Zhengkun's protection, Yao Kailei continued to secretly engage in revolutionary work as a member of the older brother association. Later on, a large number of soldiers from the west army moved from Hexi to Daan. Under the protection of Fan Zhengkun and Yao Kailei, they crossed the Yellow River and returned to the headquarters of the revolution.

The reason why Fan Zhengkun and Yao Kailei became sworn brothers was because when the two of them met, he knew that Yao Kailei was the same as Old Xie. They were both men who would rather die than surrender. This point was very in line with Fan Zhengkun's temperament.

Even though he had the protection of the Big Brother Association, tigers still had times to take a nap. One night after Yao Kailei secretly escorted a few west army chiefs across the river, the moonlight was very bright. Just as he arrived at the shore of the Yellow River and was about to return to the Fan family, he was caught by the patrolling Ma family soldiers.

After hearing the news, Fan Zhengkun brought a few of his brothers to the Ma family river defense unit. They had an extremely secretive meeting. After taking out a large sum of silver, they carried the dying Yao Kailei back to the Fan family river.

Later, Yao Kailei recovered from his injuries and learned from an elder brother called Xu Fu that night, if Fan Zhengkun was a step late, he would have been shot by the Ma family's River Guard. Because the River Guard had been eyeing this person who spoke Sichuan for a long time. It wasn't a matter of a day or two.

On that very cold winter night in the 1990s, after Yao Kailei told his son Yao Guanqun about this old matter that had been going on for more than 50 years, he struggled to say another sentence, "We, the people of China, have always been very particular. A drop of water will definitely repay a drop of water. "

"That year, Fan Zhengkun spent a large sum of money to save me from the Ma Clan Army's muzzle. This kindness is even deeper than the heavens and the Yellow River. You must not forget, you must treat Fan Zhengkun's descendants well. "

After listening to his father's narration, Yao Guanqun only felt his heart waver. His entire body felt warm. With Fan Zhengkun, a chivalrous and righteous friend, receiving him with his treasured green barley wine, it was extremely precious in the early 1970s.

Of course, the 40 yuan that his father lent Fan Zhengkun was in name borrowed, but in reality, it was given to him as a gift. Because at that time, Fan Zhengkun and the entire Fan family were at the lowest point of their lives, and it was also the time when they were at the lowest point of their lives.