Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

Chapter 126 Looking for Comrades

In the early morning, the sun shines through the mist onto the ground. Liu Haizhu rides a sidecar motorcycle, while Lin Beijun sits leisurely in the sidecar. Their figures gradually move away on the empty streets, going against the hustle and bustle of the city.

Yes, Lin Beijun did not go to work today. Instead, he went out of the city to the village below to find a very important person.

After leaving the city, the road became rugged, with vast fields and green mountains on both sides. The sidecar was bumping along the road, and the wheels made a "crunching" sound on the dirt road. Lin Beijun quietly watched the surrounding scenery, with a surge of anticipation in his heart.

Finally, they came to a small village. After some inquiries, they came to a courtyard. Lin Beijun stopped the car and walked to the door with Liu Haizhu.

He knocked on the door gently, and the door slowly opened. A figure appeared in front of them. Lin Beijun showed a happy smile on his face. He hugged his comrade tightly, as if time had never passed.

The sunshine shines on them, illuminating this deep comradeship.

"Battalion Commander, why are you here?" After the hug, Kong Fangen's face was filled with surprise and uncontrollable excitement.

Seeing his old comrades and subordinates, Lin Beijun was also very excited. He pounded Kong Fangen's chest with his hand and said jokingly: "It's okay. Your body hasn't recovered well. What's the matter? I can't come to your house?"

"Haha, Captain, I'm as strong as a bull now. Look at what you said. It's such an honor for you to come to my home. It's a great honor for me!"

"You are such a bad boy, how about your brother? Is your aunt at home?"

"Yes, all are here." Kong Fangen answered excitedly, then turned around and shouted loudly into the house, while holding Lin Beijun's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Brother, Mom, come out quickly, the battalion commander is here to see us!" Kong Fangen's voice revealed irrepressible joy and excitement.

Following his call, Kong Fangen's mother and elder brother hurried out of the room to greet the guests.

When he saw Lin Beijun, Kong Fangen's elder brother Kong Fanrong's eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Battalion Commander!"

Kong Fanrong was so excited that he wanted to raise his right hand to salute Lin Beijun, but no matter how hard he tried, his arm seemed to have lost its strength and could not be raised above his head. His face showed deep frustration and loss.

When Lin Beijun saw this, his heart sank. Although they won that battle, it was a partial victory. Many of their comrades died, and most of those who survived retired due to injuries.

Commander Lin Beijun was seriously injured. If his comrades had not carried him for dozens of miles, he would have died due to untimely rescue.

Kong Fanrong was one of them at that time. Kong Fanrong's arm was already injured, but he gritted his teeth and insisted on lifting Lin Beijun, otherwise his arm would not have been so seriously injured.

Although it did not reach the point of amputation, it was actually no different from being disabled.

Kong Fangen was also injured in that battle, and his injury was extremely serious. After the lower body was severely injured, he lost his fertility forever. This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to a man. At that time, he almost fell into despair, feeling that he had failed his father and ancestors.

After all, his name was "Fan Gen" and he should have shouldered the responsibility of reproducing offspring for the Kong family and expanding its branches and leaves, but now he can no longer realize this wish.

But compared with those comrades who died heroically, at least they are still alive, right?

"Brother, you've lost weight."

"Lin Beijun said in a slightly hoarse voice, his eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes. Then, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently placed it on Kong Fanrong's arm, and patted it hard.

It seems that he wants to convey his endless thoughts and concerns through this action. Every pat carries a heavy weight, making people feel the sincere and deep friendship.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment. Seeing this, Kong's mother, who was standing nearby, smiled and broke the heavy atmosphere: "You are Captain Lin, right? I often hear Fan Rong and Fan Gen mention you. You have really taken good care of them in the army over the past few years."

Kong's mother's words were full of sincere gratitude. She knew very well the hardships and difficulties her sons had experienced in the army, and she also understood how important and special Lin Beijun was to them. At this moment, she was expressing her deep gratitude from the bottom of her heart in the most simple and unpretentious way.

"Aunt, I'm not a battalion commander anymore, so you can just call me Xiaojun or Junzi."

"You are really wrong. I don't take care of them at all. On the contrary, I am very strict with them. They all secretly call me 'Black-faced King of Hell'!" Lin Beijun joked with a smile.

"Hehe..." Kong Fangen couldn't help but look embarrassed and scratched his head subconsciously; Kong Fanrong, who was a bit honest and dull, also looked a little embarrassed after hearing this.

"Humph, these two brats, how can you give your leader a random nickname? You are strict with them, but it is out of love and care. As the saying goes, 'a strict teacher produces excellent students'. If the daily training is not strict enough, how can they fight bravely on the battlefield?"

"Oh, my aunt, please don't call me 'you' anymore. It will embarrass a junior like me!" Lin Beijun said with a smile on his face.

"Haha, okay, okay, then I'll call you Xiaojun. Xiaojun, and this comrade, please come in and sit down. I'll go get you a glass of water." Kong's mother responded happily. While warmly inviting the two to go into the house to rest, she hurriedly prepared to pour water.

"Thank you, auntie, but I have some things in the truck bed. I didn't bring them in because I was worried that I might find the wrong place. I'll go out and get them now." Lin Beijun explained politely, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Oh, Xiaojun, you have come all the way to visit us, what did you bring with you?" Kong's mother said somewhat unhappily, her tone full of blame, mainly because she thought Lin Beijun was spending too much money.

Lin Beijun and Liu Haizhu walked to the car and started unloading the large and small packages. Kong Fangen and Kong Fanrong also helped to carry the things into the house.

Kong Fanrong, Kong Fanggen, and Kong's mother were all stunned when they saw the mountains of rice, flour, soybean oil, pork, and other daily necessities and nutritional supplements.

"This, this... No, no, there are too many of these things. Xiaojun, listen to your aunt. Take all these things back and return them. How much money will it cost?

Lin Beijun smiled, gently held Kang's mother's hands, and comforted her: "Aunt, this can't be withdrawn."

"Arong and Agen have been seriously injured. It will take time for them to recover. Now is the time to replenish their bodies. Besides, you are old now. Your body is not as good as before. You need to pay more attention to maintenance. So, please don't be polite to me. Just accept these supplements."

Hearing this, Kong Fanrong was immediately moved, his eyes moistened, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. He held Lin Beijun's hand tightly, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his voice became hoarse and choked: "Thank... Thank you, Battalion Commander..."

At this moment, no words seemed to be able to express the gratitude in his heart.

Kong Fangen and his mother stood aside, equally excited, and kept saying thank you.

Lin Beijun patted Kong Fanrong on the shoulder and said with a hearty smile: "We are all comrades-in-arms, good brothers who have been through life and death together and shared weal and woe! It is our duty to help each other, there is nothing to thank for!"

Afterwards, everyone sat down and started chatting about their military careers. They recalled the moments when they fought side by side and performed tasks together. Those thrilling and unforgettable scenes seemed to be vivid in their minds. With bursts of laughter, time seemed to have flowed back to those passionate years.

"Rongzi, Genzi, didn't I write to you before to tell you when I would be back? I also specifically asked you to come to my house to find me, why haven't you come yet?"

Kong Fanrong and Kong Fangen retired from the army a few months earlier than Lin Beijun. They were not only close comrades who had fought side by side, but also fellow villagers from the same place.

Because of this, Lin Beijun has always regarded them as his good brothers, so after returning, he hopes to bring them together to build a career.

"Fangrong, Fangen, I came here to ask you for help with something."

"Whatever you want, Captain, tell me. As long as we two brothers can help, we will definitely do our best to help."

Hearing that Lin Beijun needed their help with something, the two Kong brothers suddenly became alert. One could feel that the brothers' spirits and energy were different.

"After I was discharged from the army, I worked at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, the same mill where my father used to work, as the head of the Security Department.

Since a group of corrupt elements had been uncovered in the factory before, my superiors had high hopes for me and asked me to take the lead in organizing a comprehensive review campaign to conduct an in-depth investigation into how much dirt was hidden in the factory.

I want to take advantage of this great opportunity to thoroughly investigate the truth behind my father's death - was it just a simple accident or a carefully planned conspiracy?

"What? Junzi, what did you just say?" Liu Haizhu jumped up from the stool, grabbed Lin Beijun's arm with a look of astonishment, and asked excitedly.

To Liu Haizhu, there was almost no difference between Lin's father and his own father, so he could never get over the death of Lin's father.

"That's right, Haizhu, think about it carefully. With my father's skills, could he be killed by a drug addict? Even if the drug addict went crazy, even if my father was not feeling well at the time, how could a drug addict kill my father?"

"Don't even mention he's just a drug addict. Unless he has a gun, even if ten strong men come, they can't kill my dad!"

"Yeah, yeah, why didn't I think of this at the beginning? Uncle Lin taught me a lesson like a child. How could a little drug addict take Uncle Lin's life?"

Liu Haizhu muttered to himself as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength, he fell down on the stool, his face full of regret and self-blame.

"Captain, you saved our lives. Now give the order!"

"Okay, Rongzi, Genzi, thank you."