auspicious baby

38 years later.

The ship sailed slowly past the coast, and an old man stood on the first floor of Class A, leaning on the swaying railing, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Under the playful straw hat, the white hair is gray, the face is too old to tell the age, the clothes are brightly colored, the white shirt is covered with a thin colorful short-sleeved jacket, and a pair of colorful beach pants is worn. Aging and gorgeousness collide unexpectedly The harmony makes people feel that this is a cute old man who is in fashion.

The old man is Baoxiang. He is very old, and his body is still in good health. After getting old, the old man is confused, and the people around him can recognize him except Gu Zhe. Everyone else depends on luck and mood.

After going to Taiwan, Gu Zhe got married and created him a granddaughter and three grandsons. This granddaughter and three grandsons gave him a total of seventeen great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

The older seven or eight of the great-grandchildren started to create great-great-grandchildren again, but he was confused and kept forgetting how many more he added.

The clothes on him were bought for him by his No. 13 great-grandson, Gu Youan. The old man can't keep up with the trend of young people. Since the little great-grandson is so filial, he happily accepts it.

This time, he sneaked out alone.

Ever since he knew about cross-strait connections, he has been thinking about coming back, but Gu Zhe, who is in charge of the family, doesn't nod, and the large group of grandchildren, second-generation grandchildren, and third-generation grandchildren naturally dare not satisfy him. Gu Zhe is worried that the old man's health will not be able to bear it After traveling long distances and coaxing him several times, his father's stubbornness could not be changed, so he simply said to his sons, daughters, grandsons, great-grandchildren, "Don't help grandpa go back."

The old man cried on the spot, and as he grew older, his mind was sometimes the same as that of his great-great-grandson, and he had to be coaxed.

But everyone just coaxed and perfunctory, and did not agree to take him back to the mainland.

The old man sneaked out.

Ship docked.

Seeing Baoxiang's old age, the bystanders squeezed past him in no hurry. When he slowly walked down the boat ladder, Baoxiang thanked him repeatedly.

The shore was full of people wearing all green suits, some holding flowers and holding banners to welcome those who came back.

The old man Bao stepped on the ground like he was stepping on cotton candy, his legs were soft, he looked around blankly, and said to a young woman in green clothes, "Little girl, how are you? House on street 567, how do I get there?"

The surroundings were too noisy, and the little girl couldn't hear clearly. With trembling hands covered with age spots, he took out the address in the wallet and handed it to her.

"Grandpa, this is Shandong. If you want to go to Tianjin, you have to take the train north."

"what"

The little girl knew that most of the people who came back from Taiwan had the old address. Now that the urban and rural areas have been transformed, it might be a bit difficult to find, so the warm-hearted Shandong girl took Baoxiang back to the sub-district office without saying a word. , and also conducted a TV interview, which made Mrs. Bao smile wryly and waved his hands again and again.

"Grandpa, just tell me where you're looking for, who else is there? It's not complicated. You know, it's much easier to find when you're on the TV station." A clerk from Shandong said enthusiastically.

"Oh, you don't need to go online. I have the address."

"How many years ago, the demolition of the demolition and the relocation of the registered residence have long since changed things."

"This……"

Seeing that he was hesitating, the aunt seemed to be loose, so she stepped up and said eloquently, "Why bother to take a detour..."

……

In front of the camera, Baoxiang was a little hasty, the same as when he was taking pictures many years ago.After the staff was ready to shoot the machine, they answered the question and answered. Mr. Bao leaned on the rattan chair, drank the tea, and began to tell the past, "..."

He remembered many things confusedly, the chaos across time and space, and a passage was recounted over and over again.

The aunt in the office worked as a part-time host. After asking for a long time, she realized that he was going to Tianjin to pay homage to the deceased. The old man couldn't explain other things clearly, except for the address, which he remembered clearly.

Therefore, the office was very efficient and sent the old man Bao to a nearby guest house to rest for a night, and then sent him on the train to Tianjin the next day. I had to cooperate with smirking all the way, and when I got tired of asking, I resorted to the usual tricks of selective deafness and selective inability to remember clearly.

When Mrs. Bao went north to Tianjin, the TV station also broadcast the interview clips, after a few twists and turns, it was also broadcast on Taiwan's news stations.

Gu Zhe was in his 70s, and his father, who was in his 90s, was so angry that he was sent to the hospital.

After receiving blood pressure lowering injections, he quickly returned to the mainland where he had been away for many years. The younger generation was also curious, and then followed back in the name of recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors.

Gu Zhe did not expect to find his father in the shelter in Tianjin.

It turned out that Tianjin had already been demolished and rebuilt beyond recognition. He lost his way as soon as he got off the train station. He was old and physically exhausted because of wandering in the streets. He fainted and was sent to an asylum.

Mrs. Bao was depressed for a few days, and couldn't even eat. When he saw Gu Zhe, he became cowardly, became obedient and pitiful, wrinkled his old face, and said pitifully, "I'm going to visit your grandpa's grave, but I can't find him. Way to go."

Old Mr. Gu, who was of a higher seniority than Mr. Bao, was moved out. Naturally, Gu Zhe nodded.

After several twists and turns, I found out from the Urban Planning Bureau that the area around the original ancestral graves was built into a park.

Mrs. Bao still stubbornly wants to go. He stands desolately in front of the park gate. Everything in front of him is brightly colored. Through his eyes that have experienced vicissitudes, his eyes gradually lose color. The tall buildings nearby fade away, and the dense towering trees Standing up from the ground, adults and children in army green clothes lost their color, and in a blink of an eye, a group of men and women dressed in the Republic of China came.

He stretched out his hand to touch, and there was nothingness, only the image stayed in the cracks of time. Turning his head and looking at it, Gu Zhe was still a child of three or four years old, holding Gu Bei by the hand, followed by Gu Zhang, Gu Zhang had a bright smile on his face.

But when he was stunned, everything disappeared again. Instead, his great-grandson supported him and kept asking, "Grandpa Zeng, what's wrong with you."

Old Master Bao waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

The old man Bao was in high spirits for several days, and then his physical strength also kept up. He dragged his juniors and wandered here and there. He didn't know the newly built roads and buildings. He only relied on his memory and told how he had lived for more than ten years. year old city.

The former Gu family mansion was destroyed beyond recognition during the war, and a building was built on it later, and the small courtyard that Gu Zhang built for him was preserved as a cultural relic.

When Mrs. Bao arrived, he changed his normal routine and kept looking around without speaking for a long time, as if he wanted to imprint it in his mind.

Gu Zhe and his party played with him for a few days, and when they were about to return to Taiwan, Mrs. Bao proposed to go to Wuzhou Town again.

The younger generation didn't understand, but Gu Zhe understood, and sighed, "It's been so many years, what else can I see when I go there."

Old Master Bao also sighed, "Your father is actually very road-crazy, I'm afraid he can't find his way home." Gu Zhe hated his father's sentimentality the most, so he agreed in a moment of soft-heartedness, and when he went there, Worried that his father was emotional, he contacted a local doctor in advance to accompany him.

On the contrary, Mrs. Bao did not.

On the fort near the sea, the sea breeze blew away Mrs. Bao's playful hat, and his gray hair was messed up. He said that he wanted to be alone.So I sat alone next to a sculpture of a cannon, facing the blue sea, and with my withered fingers, took out a photo hidden in the deepest part of my wallet. In addition, despite the careful preservation of Mrs. Bao, the photos inside the film are still yellowed, and the edges are rough due to years of touching.

The person in the photo is Gu Zhang.

Gu Zhang is dressed in a military uniform, and the distant years can't hide his high spirits. He still looks young. At that moment, through the long years, he stepped across the still photos and looked at Baoxiang.

Baoxiang said:

Gu Zhang, here I come.