I make a living solving crimes.

Amid the occasional "clang... clang..." sounds, Chang Wei boarded the train and left the capital.

Afraid that Chang Long and Chang Xiaoman would cry, he left quietly before dawn and ate a big bowl of dumplings before leaving.

Yang Min probably didn't sleep all night, and her eyes were red when she looked at Chang Wei.

"I'll be back in the fall, don't worry."

"Don't worry about home, just take care of yourself out there." Yang Min lowered her head, flustered, not knowing what to do, but unwilling to stop, so she just kept busy.

Chang Wei ate his dumplings and said, "Don't worry, mother. You should take care of yourself at home. I will call you if I am fine. If I can't get through, I will send a telegram."

Yang Min nodded, looked around, and finally found something.

She hung the scarf around Chang Wei's neck, gently touched Daer's head, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't open her mouth.

Mother hands line, wandering clothing.

Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.

These six months were the most comfortable six months for her.

My son matured and grew up overnight.

Chang Wei finished eating the dumplings, stood up, walked over, hugged his mother, wiped the tears from her eyes, turned to Chang Da and said, "Sister, I can't catch up with your wedding. Let's go to Sichuan Province and make it up to you."

Chang Da didn't care about being shy at this time, she raised her hand and touched Chang Wei's cheek, "You should be careful outside, let Du Ye and the others do it, don't try too hard."

Chang Wei just laughed.

Even if he is getting married, he is still the most important person in his sister's heart.

He doesn't worry about things at home.

There was enough food for a year stored in the cellar, and he left a thousand yuan, and there were many elders outside to take care of him.

Years ago, he had gained enough fame in the streets and no one dared to mess with him.

When he came out of the yard and passed the central courtyard, he saw a pretty girl standing in front of the door of the east wing. He waved and strode away.

Besides the two old men and Fan Tuaner, there were also Zhang Long and Zhao Hu accompanying him.

They went back and asked their father for his opinion on whether they should transfer their organizational relationship to the Investigation Department, but they were scolded.

Is this even worth considering? Why are you hesitating?

Do you know what this hesitation means and what you will lose?

The two guys were so timid that they dared not say a word.

He was very decisive when he came to the Long Group. That was because he was under the influence of his father. At that time, Chang Wei was just a section chief.

Now that they have taken a step beyond the Ministry of Public Security, they will inevitably have concerns.

This is also the disadvantage of the second generation, who will always consider family factors.

Chang Wei didn't think about these things. He settled the two old men down, sat on a chair, looked at the white snow in the fields in the distance, and sorted out his thoughts.

Today is the 19th day of the first lunar month. Because Wang Yong transferred Chang Wei to accompany him on an inspection tour of the southeast, he did not dare to delay for a single day and set out as soon as the lights went down.

Wu Jimao, Li Laifu and Ji Xiaowang will also set off tomorrow. They are carrying out a top-secret mission and will continue heading west after adapting in western Sichuan for a period of time.

This mission was authorized by Old Man Li and may never be deciphered in his lifetime.

The journey was full of dangers, but the three guys did not hesitate at all.

Success does not have to be mine, success must be mine.

Du Ye will stay behind for the time being. He still has to wait for the steel mill theft case to be closed. Probably next month he will take the Suzaku and Bai Ze teams to Shuangqing, and then go to Kawato to set up a temporary office for the Dragon Group.

Everything has been arranged.

Old Man Li’s Taoist temple belongs to Yi County, but it is closer to Mancheng, so Chang Wei took the train to Baoding and then transferred to another train to go into the mountains.

In later times, this was a 40-minute journey, but now it takes most of the day.

Chang Wei was not in a hurry. He sat in the carriage and listened quietly to the chatter of people around him.

The high-speed rail is fast, so fast that you can't remember what the person sitting next to you looks like. The train is slow, so slow that you can listen to a person's entire life story. The high-speed rail is the hustle and bustle of the nine-to-five routine, and the train is the encounter of everyday life.

It was already dark when we got off at Baoding Station.

He walked around the platform and saw an old man pushing a cart selling buns. There was a middle-aged woman beside him. They were busy around a steaming pot.

The old man was soliciting customers enthusiastically, but there was always something gloomy in his smile.

In terms of cooking skills, he is no worse than those third-rate chefs in the railway station canteen.

But he still could only sell buns on the platform.

It’s not easy to be away from home!

Chang Wei looked at his face that looked very similar to Su Daqiang, and just watched quietly without going forward to disturb him.

Since He Yushui is unwilling to come to see him, there is no need for me to get involved.

Anyway, when he can't live anymore, he will still shamelessly go back to He Yuzhu to take care of him in his old age.

There are two old men on this trip. The itinerary has been arranged long ago. The car of the Investigation Bureau drove directly to the platform to pick people up. The two old men rested for a day and went directly into the mountains tomorrow.

When we arrived at Yashan Commune, the cadres came out to greet us enthusiastically.

We had lunch in the commune canteen. It wasn’t very sumptuous, but the portions were quite large.

"Comrade, you are from the capital, and I want to ask you something."

Chang Wei looked up and saw a middle-aged woman standing in front of him. The years had already left traces on her face, but her back was straight, she was full of energy, and she was smiling brightly with her mouth wide open.

The direction looked vaguely familiar.

Chang Wei recalled that he had never seen this person before.

She was the women's director and militia captain of Yashan Commune.

Yes, Captain Girl.

The five-foot spear is in the air and the dawn is shining on the parade ground.

The Chinese people have great ambitions. They don't like red dresses, they like weapons.

This is probably what this extraordinary woman is talking about.

"What do you want to ask?"

The old secretary next to him interrupted quickly, "Wang Cuiping, stop messing around. This is a cadre from Beijing."

After that, he smiled and said to Chang Wei: "Her husband is missing. We have been looking for him for ten years but still can't find him. Comrade, please don't mind. It is really hard for her to raise a child alone. We went to Beijing and Tianjin three times to look for him but still couldn't find him. We don't know if he is still alive."

Chang Wei nodded, looked at Wang Cuiping and asked, "What's your husband's name?"

"Yu Zecheng." Wang Cuiping did not explain what her husband did, she just said a name.

Chang Wei's heart skipped a beat.

No wonder I felt that this woman looked familiar when I saw her for the first time.

Damn it, don’t wear it randomly!

Yu Zecheng...he is probably still lurking!

Chang Wei didn't know what to say and could only shake his head gently.

Wang Cuiping was not disappointed, or rather, she had never had any expectations. She still smiled and talked with Chang Wei and others about the glorious history of Yashan.

This is Yashan, where the five heroes fought.

The old secretary took a puff of his cigarette and said in a deep voice: "Cui Ping is the best shooter in our commune."

"Her parents were killed by the Japanese, and her sister took her to join the guerrillas." The old secretary was silent for a while, then sighed, "At that time, she was just as tall as a gun, and followed the male comrades to drill mud holes and lie on the grasslands. She could endure any hardship..."

"The Japanese started their raids in 42, killing, burning, and looting one village after another..."

"The girls hid in the mountains, carrying knives. If they fell into the hands of the Japanese, they would kill themselves first..."

"After the war, only one-third of the population of our commune died."

The old secretary began to talk about the heroism of the people of Yashan during the Anti-Japanese War.

Old Man Li listened to the accent and kept silent. He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, walked to the window, looked through the glass at the towering mountains in the darkness, and asked softly, "When did we start the anti-Japanese war?"

Zhang Long stayed beside him and whispered, "Grandpa Zhang, it was in 1937. We fought for eight years."

Fan Tuan'er shook his head. "If we count from the September 18th Incident, we have been fighting for fourteen years."

Chang Wei wanted to say that we started fighting the Japanese devils in the 21st year of the Guangxu period.

During these fifty years of anti-Japanese war, more than thirty million of our compatriots sacrificed and died.