I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 62, The Old Dream of the Republic of China ([-])

Li Yun accompanied her until the evening, and the older girl next to her had already been picked up at night, and she chatted with her during the day, and found that the older girl was really a bit cold, so she didn't say anything else.

Looking at his sleeping uncle and grandpa, Li Yun yawned, feeling drowsy.

Today, Li Yun didn't drink milk or do soft exercises.

Just like that in the ward, taking care of Li Jianyun until he fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Training theme: life."

"321 training begins."

When Li Yun opened his eyes again, he only felt a biting cold wind invade his body.

So cold.

Li Yun shuddered greatly.

Looking around, I found myself in a dilapidated shed, and there were still waves of stench coming from around.

Turning around to look, only to find that the stench came from the cowshed behind him.

'I', that is, Li Jianyun, is living in a dilapidated shed at this moment, with nothing but an oilcloth to cover it.

At this moment, Li Jianyun was wrapped in a quilt with many holes in it, enduring the cold wind.

The weakness and coldness of the body are really fed back to Li Yun's feeling
This broken quilt and shed can't keep out the wind and rain at all.

"Jianyun! Jianyun, I found it. I found it"

A slightly thin middle-aged woman walked towards here.

It's Yi Shuwen.

He no longer had the charming beauty and slim figure of the past, his charming long wavy hair turned into a messy mess, his slim figure became skinny, his face was covered with traces of time, and he looked like a dying man. The elderly are average.

What is even more distressing is that Yi Shuwen's hands are covered with blood sores and frostbite, which looks shocking.

But she was very happy, as if it was Chinese New Year.

Because she brought something in her hand.

"Take a look, what is this."

"This is."

Li Jianyun's originally dull eyes also burst into a glimmer of light.

It is a book of "Mechatronics".

Li Jianyun's favorite book is also the book that gave him industrial enlightenment. It is precisely because of this book that he opened his way of learning.

"Where did this come from?" Li Jianyun took the book and stroked the familiar feel, feeling a different kind of touch and nostalgia.

"Hmph, of course I exchanged the phonograph. I told them that I still had some valuables hidden, so I asked them to exchange this book." Yi Shuwen said complacently: "Then I took the hidden Take out the good gramophone and exchange it for this book. Those uneducated people don’t know that books are our most valuable things.”

Yi Shuwen is still like a little girl.

Complacent.

"But that phonograph is your favorite, and the book's worth is not worth a phonograph"

Li Jianyun murmured.

"Isn't the function of the phonograph just to play songs? How can your books be valuable? Didn't you say before that knowledge is the most precious wealth in this world? They don't take the phonograph with knowledge because they have poor eyesight." "Yi Shuwen grinned, hugged Li Jianyun in her arms, and said with a smile: "I want to listen to the song, but I will sing it to you in the future."

Li Jianyun, who fell asleep with the singing, was very peaceful and quiet.

Because of the lack of memory, Li Yun didn't know what Yi Shuwen was singing, but he could feel a burst of peace in his heart, just like Li Jianyun at that time.

The wind is cold, but the heart is warm. The howling cold wind can penetrate the tarpaulin shed, the quilt, and the tattered clothes, but it cannot penetrate the body and reach the two hearts that warm each other.

The next day, when Li Jianyun woke up, he found a bowl of soup beside him.

In addition to a few floating rice grains, the soup also has some minced meat.

Li Jianyun said in shock.

"Xiaowen, why is there meat on this?"

"Hush, this is from the old Wangtou, don't say it so loudly."

"The head of the old king?"

"Well, didn't you teach Lao Wangtou's grandson to read a few years ago? will be unlucky."

"What about you?"

"I drank it."

"Old Wangtou is not rich. It's pretty good to be able to spare this little meat. It's impossible to have more." Li Jianyun shook his head. How could he not know the situation of Old Wangtou's family? Taking care of yourself is fine.

Li Jianyun didn't want to eat it all by himself, but he was too hungry and had to do farm work later, so he couldn't help but drink this bowl of porridge.

He is so hungry.

Watching Li Jianyun drink the porridge, Yi Shuwen smiled like a flower.

Just like she was singing on stage at that time.

Once upon a time, Li Jianyun was Yi Shuwen's pillar, allowing her to survive the most difficult and fragile time in her youth.

Now, Yi Shuwen has become the pillar of Li Jianyun, allowing him to see a candle of hope in the dark road ahead.

time flies.

It is said that the spirit is an important means to support the body, when the body collapses, the body also collapses
But Li Jianyun survived.

As long as he can hear Yi Shuwen's singing every day, he feels full of strength and has nothing to fear.

Today, Li Jianyun had a high fever.

Yi Shuwen held Li Jianyun in her arms, intending to pass on a little warmth to warm him up.

"Jianyun, hold on, the Chinese New Year is almost here, next spring, everything will be fine."

"Next spring, I will sing to you every day."

"Good night."

On a rainy night, hug each other and fall asleep.

Just like the promise back then, Li Jianyun promised to bring in Yi Shuwen's official marriage, and he did.

Today, Yi Shuwen also made a promise to Li Jianyun, promising that the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom in the coming year.

The last time the two cuddled each other to keep warm was when Li Jianyun's son died of illness.
Li Jianyun's illness is cured, and life must go on. It seems that as long as he is alive, he will have a future.

Winter is almost over.

But Yi Shuwen didn't wait for the spring to bloom next year, she died of illness in the cowshed.

Later, Li Jianyun was rehabilitated. He left the bullpen, sat in the office again, and became a physics teacher in colleges and universities again, teaching and educating people.

He didn't find the song that lingered in his heart, the song that shocked him back then.

Life is long and life is short.

The things around Li Jianyun changed one after another.

Only the "Mechatronics" in his hand has never been changed
(End of this chapter)