Zigong, when Wei Ran came to this city again, it was already past midnight.

Even if there is a serious matter, of course you cannot visit Li Sui'an's descendants at this time, otherwise they will definitely be regarded as crazy.

Because of this, Qin Qi, who was half a landowner, drove them directly to a high-end hotel in the city to stay.

"We'll go there as soon as daybreak"

Qin Qi said before pulling Xia Shushi out of the elevator, "Let's contact you via WeChat then."

"See you tomorrow"

Wei Ran said goodbye to this loving couple, and pulled the huge suitcase into his room.

After a routine inspection, Wei Ran lay down on the bed and covered himself with a quilt, then took out the flashlight from the metal book, and then took out the metal book again.

Just as the car drove into the city of Zigong, he felt a flash of heat at the tiger's mouth on his left hand. Naturally, he wanted to see what changes had occurred there.

Sure enough, when he turned to the latest page, he found that under the two addresses in Ulan-Ude and Aodao, there was an additional address in Bingcheng and a string of domestic mobile phone numbers.

"You deliberately torment people, right..."

Wei Ran muttered silently, then breathed a sigh of relief and put away the metal book and flashlight.

That night, Wei Ran, who was exhausted physically and mentally, slept extremely soundly. In his dream, he even returned to the warm, strong and hidden abandoned mine, sat around with his friends, and had a good meal of pork stew.

Dumplings stuffed with vermicelli and pork and pickled cabbage are a good way to make up for a New Year amidst the war and desperate situation.

When the dream was shattered by the ringtone of the cell phone, Wei Ran, who suddenly woke up, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and reached out to pick up the cell phone on the bedside table.

"Master, can we leave?"

As soon as the call was connected, Xia Shushi on the other end asked, "It's almost ten o'clock, can't we just grab some lunch?"

"I've slept. Wait for me and get down right away."

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone, put on a formal suit as quickly as possible, pushed his suitcase and left the hotel.

Wei Ran was still driving. When he followed his memory and drove the car to the old street he had only visited once, and finally stopped at the entrance of the grain and oil store called "Cangxizhai", he happened to see a busy person.

Boss Li Weizhong unloading rice from a pickup truck.

When he came here again after several years, he was inevitably in a trance.

Because of his inner depression, although he had made an appointment with the Li family to visit again after the New Year, he chose to break the appointment because he subconsciously wanted to avoid the pain in Teng County.

Now that he was visiting his hometown again, he still felt a little bit at a loss, similar to the timidity of being close to home.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ran pulled up the handbrake and said, "Let's go, get out of the car and help."

"Is that the person you're looking for?"

"The grandson of Li Sui'an of the Sichuan Army, his name is Li Weizhong."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already opened the car door and stepped towards the pickup truck blocking the road in front of him.

"Wait a minute, let... Wei Ran come right away!"

Li Weizhong, who was busy moving rice, immediately recognized Wei Ran. He threw the two bags of rice directly into the pickup truck and raised his voice and said, "You're here!"

"Uncle Li, long time no see."

Wei Ran hugged the other person enthusiastically, and then directly picked up two bags of rice, "Let me help you move it!"

"Move a hammer!"

Li Weizhong hurriedly grabbed the two bags of rice from Wei Ran and threw them into the car. He turned around and shouted in a loud voice, "Yao'er! Come out! Come out quickly!"

Following Uncle Li's call, a tall, lean, dark-skinned young man wearing a set of desert training camouflage, who looked to be around 24 or 25 years old, ran out.

"This is my son Ziqiang! Li Ziqiang retired just last month."

Uncle Li introduced, "Yao'er, this is Wei Ran!"

"Brother Wei!"

The young man named Li Ziqiang subconsciously raised his hand to salute, but at the same time as Wei Ran subconsciously raised his hand, the two young men also forcefully changed to shaking hands.

"I've seen your news, the news about the Long March!"

Li Ziqiang said excitedly, "After I retired last month, I went to the museum to see the photos you found! Brother Wei, let's take a photo! I told our company commander that you had been to our house, but he still didn't believe it!

"

"OK!"

Wei Ran nodded happily and called Xia Shushi, who got off the car a little later, to come over, "Take him with you, it's mainly him who can find those things."

"It's Brother Xia, right?" Li Ziqiang, who was busy taking out his mobile phone, also recognized Xia Shushi at a glance.

"It's me, it's me"

Xia Shushi, a scumbag, was unusually ashamed and seemed not to adapt to this kind of situation.

After being pulled by Wei Ran and Li Ziqiang to take a group photo, Uncle Li Weizhong, who had already taken off his apron, smiled and asked in a positive tone, "You must be here to see my old man, right?"

"I can't hide it from you"

Wei Ran smiled and asked, "Is the old man's health okay?"

"Okay, you're fine."

Li Ziqiang rushed to answer this question, "My grandpa... my grandfather is in good health. He even recognized you on TV during the National Day and asked when you would come to pay tribute."

When Li Ziqiang was halfway through speaking, he did not forget to change into Mandarin, which was easier for Wei Ran and others to understand.

"Yao'er, take them home first."

Li Weizhong said, "I will go back after unloading this truck of food."

"Let's help unload it together!" Xia Shushi suggested while Qin Qi and he had already picked up two bags of rice each.

Seeing this, Wei Ran also picked up two bags of rice and walked to the grain and oil store. Seeing that he could not stop him, the Li family and his son could only step up their work.

With the help of the three of them, they finished unloading the rice, flour, grains and oils on the cargo bucket. At the invitation of the Wei Ran trio, the Li family and his son squeezed into the off-road vehicle that had purchased some gifts on the road, and Qin Qi drove to

The direction of the Li family.

When the car stopped in front of the old house, Wei Ran also noticed that after several years of not seeing each other, there was an extra piece of glory on the lintel of this house and the lintel of Zhou's house opposite.

Home brand.

Not only that, at the gate of these two houses, Mr. Li Wangchuan was already waiting in advance, leaning on a cane.

"I just posted our group photo in our family group," Li Ziqiang explained sillyly.

"I'm causing trouble for you."

Wei Ran said apologetically as he pushed the car door open. He didn't say hello in advance this time. Although it was slightly rude, he didn't want to put the old man of the Li family into a torturous wait or do anything in advance just because he informed him in advance.

Make grand preparations to welcome yourself.

"You kid is here!"

Mr. Li Wangchuan held Wei Ran's hand tightly, "Quick, quick, go in and talk."

Allowing the old man to lead a large family who had been waiting in advance, they walked into the old house and sat down. Mr. Li Wangchuan personally poured a cup of tea for Wei Ran, but at the same time he blamed him, "You kid, you clearly said that that year

I'll come after the New Year, but I'll have to wait for this meal."

"Old man, the reason why I didn't come last time was because I found something."

Wei Ran, who was full of apologies, made excuses for himself, "Now we finally have some clues about your father, senior Sichuan Army soldier Li Sui'an and his comrades, so I have the nerve to visit you."

"Did you find something else?" Li Wangchuan looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "You...what did you find?"

Hearing this, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi looked at each other, and the latter immediately called on Qin Qi to help open the huge suitcase he had brought and took out the contents one by one.

"This saber was found with something like the original one."

Wei Ran said vaguely, "I have actually been looking for the seller of this saber for the past few years. Fortunately, I found some clues not long ago."

Taking this sentence as a starting point, Wei Ran explained all the clues and history he had "investigated", and bluntly stated that he had found the descendant of the original owner of the saber.

"The reason I came here this time is actually to find the descendants of the Hu Bazhi in the photo."

Wei Ran finally said, "Old man, I just want to ask you if you know anything about this Hu Bazhi."

"The surname is Hu..." Mr. Li Wangchuan murmured, and then fell into silence.

After a long time, he said, "There is such a relative named Hu, but he hasn't moved around for a long time."

"We have a relative named Hu in our family? How come I didn't know about it?" Li Ziqiang couldn't help but leaned next to his father Li Weizhong and whispered.

"Yes, yes, why not?"

Li Wangchuan looked at the photo album on the table and sighed, "I remember clearly when I was a child. There were always one or two letters sent to my family from the Northeast every year.

I asked my old man, and he only said that he was the old accountant of our Cangxunzhai.

In 1988, before my old man passed away, he asked me to send an urgent telegram to the Northeast. About a week later, someone came from the Northeast, and it was a big brother named Hu Yuhu.

At that time, my old man was hanging with only one breath left. Brother Hu kowtowed to my old man, and I gave him a letter before he died. What the letter said, I still don’t know.”

At this point, Li Wangchuan picked up the old photo album and explained, "Later in 1997, I also received a long-distance call from Brother Hu to report his death. Weizhong, do you still remember?

Right? I took you there with me."

"Remember"
To be continued...