50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 19 Relics
On the way back to Xiangshan, Sun Zhiwei thought of a question. When other people go back home, their parents cook for them. What should he do?
My sister must have eaten at Aunt Wang’s place, but she is already in middle school. Can she still eat at the kindergarten?

Forget it, I'll go over and take a look later. The stomach is the most important, face is not important.

Before 6 o'clock, the truck returned to the Xiangshan family quarters, and the children on the truck scattered like birds and beasts, each going home to look for their mother.

The guard at the door saw Sun Zhiwei and brought him a message: "Zhiwei, Director Zhang wants you to have dinner at his house tonight."

"Oh, I see. Thank you, uncle."

He was a little puzzled. Wasn't Lao Zhang very busy? He came back a few days ago, but why did he come back again today? Moreover, his wife and children were out of town. How could he cook?
He and his sister were currently living in room 211 of the west building, while Lao Zhang lived in room 303 of the east building. Thinking that there might be something delicious to eat soon, and considering he hadn't seen his daughter all day, he missed her very much, so he turned around and went to Aunt Wang's yard to pick up his sister.

When we got to Aunt Wang's place, we found that the children were eating. There was a meat dish and the food was pretty good. The daughter who was eating saw Sun Zhiwei and jumped up at once, "Brother!"

"Brother, where did you go today?"

"Brother goes to school, just like you."

"Then be careful when you go out, there are kidnappers out there."

I guess the little guy heard some kid talking about kidnappers today, so he learned it and used it to scare him.

But he knew that the girl was subconsciously afraid of losing her brother, so he also comforted her earnestly: "Don't be afraid, there are PLA uncles protecting the children on the road."

"Really~?"

"real!"

"That's good, that's good." Only then did Nannan smile.

"Okay, go eat first."

"Okay, brother, do you want to eat?"

"I'm going to Uncle Zhang's house soon to eat something delicious. Do you want to come?"

"Oh, we have delicious food today, what should we do?" The little girl was reluctant to give up the meat in the bowl. Aunt Wang gave her some extra meat today.

"Then I'll have to go to Uncle Zhang's house to eat and bring you some back. You can just eat the meat here. Is that okay?"

"I think it's okay. Then you can go quickly." After saying that, she ran off to cook for lunch.

Seeing that she was eating so happily, Sun Zhiwei didn't pay any more attention to her. Instead, he went to the inner room, said hello to Aunt Wang, and then went out to the east building.

He arrived at the east building and went up to the third floor. As it was getting dark, he saw the lights of Building 303 in the distance had been turned on in the corridor.

He flipped his hand and took out a pack of braised beef from his storage ring. This was the leftover food he had brought from home, which he had kept in the ring and had never had the chance to take out and eat.

Maybe it’s because there’s a vacuum inside the ring, so food never goes bad once it’s put in.

When he and Nannan had breakfast at the hotel on the first day, the remaining fried dough sticks and doughnuts were still in his ring.

He took it out to look at it last month. It was still crispy when he bit it, but it was no longer warm.

This bag of braised beef in soy sauce is enough. Mainly because it’s my first visit, it would be a bit awkward not to bring something, but people definitely won’t accept gifts, so I might as well bring a dish and we can all eat together.

When he reached the door of Room 303 and saw that it was ajar, he pushed it open and called out, "Uncle Zhang, I'm here!"

A voice came from the inner room: "Come in."

Sun Zhiwei walked into the room and saw that it was a small room, which was converted into a small kitchen by Lao Zhang. The structure was a bit unreasonable. It was because there were no oily dishes fried there, otherwise the room would be full of smoke.

Old Zhang’s house has two bedrooms and a living room. One of the two large rooms is used as a bedroom and the other as a living room, and the smaller one is only used as a kitchen.

Sun Zhiwei went to the kitchen to get an empty bowl and poured the braised beef he brought into the bowl. It was considered one dish. After a while, Lao Zhang also came out with two bowls, one of mixed cucumbers and the other of scrambled eggs.

"There is still some soup in there. I'll go get the soup, and you take out the steamed buns." The soup was vegetable soup, and the steamed buns were made of two-grain flour. This was pretty good, especially the vegetables. It was difficult to get green leafy vegetables in the capital during the winter these days.

The two of them didn't say much. They started eating as soon as the food was served. They slowed down halfway through their meal because they felt full.

"The troops arrested those three yesterday."

When Sun Zhiwei heard this, he paused. He understood that it was the three deserters who killed his parents.

"How did they catch it suddenly?" Sun Zhiwei paused and continued eating.

"After several months of no news, they thought they had gotten away with it and stopped hiding. The troops were collecting the fleeing soldiers and their guns, so those three thought they'd go and collect their guns so they could infiltrate the group."

"Hehe, it's mainly because your description of those three people was too detailed, and their characteristics were so obvious. Although we didn't issue a wanted order, all the troops and departments have received the notice."

"Those three guys were recognized as soon as they arrived at the confiscation site, and they were naturally captured in one fell swoop."

"The eldest was a bit tough to deal with, but the third and fourth were much easier to handle. They were taken down in half an hour."

Having said that, Lao Zhang turned around and took out a handkerchief package from the drawer of the table behind him.

"This was confiscated from them, see."

Sun Zhiwei put down his chopsticks and gently opened the small package. Inside the handkerchief was a pocket watch and a jade bracelet.

He took the two things in his hands and stroked them gently. Although his expression was calm, the tears in his eyes could not help but slide down his face.

"That's it, thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"It's my duty." Seeing his expression, Lao Zhang didn't try to persuade him, but just lowered his head to eat.

"When will they be shot?"

"Why, you want to go and see?" Lao Zhang asked him a little surprised.

Sun Zhiwei nodded: "I want to take my sister to see it. Nannan saw her parents die tragically. Although she won't talk about it, she already has a psychological trauma. If I don't let her get rid of this, she will have nightmares in the future."

"There's a target practice at Gongdelin in Deshengmen in three days. If you want to go, I'll send someone to take you there."

"Yes, I'm going."

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, is there a special martyrs' cemetery in the team now?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"Then please help me buy a small plot of land at Babaoshan to store the ashes."

"Are you planning on cremation?"

"Yes, as a materialist warrior, I don't believe in ghosts or gods. Having a place to commemorate is enough for me."

"Okay, leave this to me. When will you take Nannan to see her for the last time?"

"Just three days from now. If it's done in one day, my sister and I can start a new life."

"Well said, Comrades Sun Yushan and Jiang Lili. I'm sure you too hope that you can resume your normal lives as soon as possible."

The two finished their dinner in silence, and Sun Zhiwei returned to Room 211 in the West Building. He took out 100 yuan from the wooden box, put it in a cloth bag, and went to Room 303 in the East Building again.

This is the money I asked Lao Zhang to buy funeral supplies.

(End of this chapter)