Those middle school students looked at the tumbling car, and they were so frightened that they had no master, after all, this kind of scene had only been seen in movies before.

Although the Buick sedan ranks high in the hardness of the shell among all car series, such a high-intensity impact still becomes unrecognizable.

The strong smell of gasoline wafted through the air, and it was very pungent.

Yang Pojun looked at all this indifferently, and then came to Yang Songlin's side.

The foreman's car was hit, Yang Songlin didn't see it, he only heard a rumble just now.

Yang Songlin looked at Yang Pojun and said, "Pojun, what happened just now?" ”

Yang Pojun smiled and helped Yang Songlin up and said, "Second brother, don't worry, it's okay, let's go home." ”

Seeing that Yang Songlin was reluctant to say, Yang Songlin stopped asking, since his third brother became a soldier, he has completely changed since he came back.

At first, Yang Pojun was in the army, and he also contacted them, and then the people in the family wrote to them, but there was no news, until later their troops sent a letter, saying that Yang Pojun had already retired from the army and did not know where to go.

At that time, the people in the family almost died in a hurry.

Yang Songlin said as he walked: "Pojun, your army said that you have long since retired, where have you been in the past few years?" Why don't you contact the family? ”

Yang Pojun smiled slightly and said: "Second brother, I went abroad for a while, but when I went over there, the situation was too complicated, everything has passed, you don't have to ask, you just need to believe that Pojun will not do anything that hurts the heavens and reason." ”

Yang Songlin nodded and said, "Of course the second brother believes in you." ”

Yang Pojun and his family live in the slums of Jianghai City, and they saw that the buildings were very low and old.

The narrow lanes covered with garbage, crisscrossed by the smell of rancidity attract swarms of rats, and everything is so kind.

The two brothers went up to the fifth floor in one breath and stood in front of a rusty door, and Yang Pojun was just about to knock on the door when the door opened.

I saw a man in his fifties with black and white hair, his face was wrinkled, his body was emaciated, one of his legs was lame, and he was holding a cane.

The traces of old age are deeply engraved on his face.

Seeing this white-haired old man, Yang Pojun's expression trembled suddenly, and his body trembled violently.

Yang Pojun, who has been strong all his life and never gives in, this time, he instantly wet his eyes with tears.

My throat was dry and I couldn't breathe.

"Dad......"

My father, who used to have a strong backbone, now has a bent back, a lot of gray hair on his head, a lot of wrinkles on his face, and even his legs are lame.

Yang Pojun couldn't believe that this was his father.

The majestic man who once had broad shoulders and held up this family, at this moment, time took away all his vitality.

The moment Yang Rong saw Yang Pojun, his body trembled, he rushed over directly, grabbed Yang Pojun's collar, and roared in a hoarse voice: "You stinky boy!" You're a wicked! How many years have you been away from home? Do you know how worried people in the family are about you? ”

"Bastard! You unfilial son! Your mom got sick because of your worries, and our whole family became ...... because of you."

Yang Rong grabbed Yang Pojun's collar, old tears were rampant, and he couldn't cry.

Yang Pojun couldn't hold back any longer, and two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

Yang Pojun embarked on the road of becoming a soldier, was selected by the chief, and shouldered a mysterious mission, and he couldn't tell anyone.

Even their own parents and relatives!

But in doing so, it hurts my parents and my whole family!

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to achieve both loyalty and filial piety, and at this moment, Yang Pojun is like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, his heart is dripping blood, and he can't cry in pain.

Unfilial son!

He Yang Pojun is not a filial son! Why? Why did all this befall him?

All the grievances in his heart, all the helplessness, only he bears it alone and carries it alone, because he is a man!

"Poof!"

Yang Pojun knelt down heavily.

In this life, a man kneels and licks his parents, and it is righteous!

Yang Pojun's head slammed on the floor.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Father, the child is not filial, I am sorry for you!"

Yang Pojun felt that his heart had been torn apart, and his whole body was like a knife cut, and he was drenched in blood, but he couldn't say all this to anyone, because he was a soldier and a man!

Yang Rong raised his slap and was about to slap Yang Pojun's cheek directly.

Chen Songlin, the second brother of Yang Pojun, stood aside and said loudly: "Father, the third brother also has his own difficulties, don't blame him like this, he is back, this is the luck of our family...... He has been a filial child since he was a child, don't you know him yet? ”

When Yang Rong heard this, he raised his palm and trembled violently.

Yang Rong instantly 'snapped', slapped his palm on the door and said, "Bad fate, bad fate!" ”

Yang Rong still didn't have the heart to beat Yang Pojun after all.

Yang Rong turned around and walked towards the room, his back was stiff, and his old body seemed to be about to fall down at any time.

Yang Pojun looked at his father with tears in his eyes, since he grew up, how many years, how many days and nights, he has not seen his father so clearly.

Yang Pojun knew that the white hair on his father's head was all for the whole family, and he had broken his heart for the sake of their four brothers and sisters all his life, but he had suffered all his life without food or clothing.

When he was a child, he rode on his father's neck, and his father gave him a horse to ride, and all the memories of his childhood surfaced in Yang Pojun's mind one after another.

Yang Pojun's throat is dry and uncomfortable, now he Yang Pojun is grown up and strong, but his parents are old, how many days and nights do they have to accompany him?

Yang Pojun suddenly couldn't imagine the departure of his parents, leaving him alone, bearing the oppression of this world alone.

Yang Pojun said in a hoarse voice: "Father, my son knows that he is wrong, please forgive me for my unfilial piety, and I will definitely make up for it in the future." ”

Yang Rong sat in the cramped living room, his head bowed, tears dripping down.

Yang Pojun is Yang Rong's greatest expectation among his four children, and he originally thought that he would be a soldier and the whole family would be glorious.

But when the army is gone, it has disappeared for eight years, eight years, does this child know how much torture his parents have endured in their hearts?

Even if he calls back.

In fact, Yang Pojun once thought about calling his family, but he was afraid of harming his family, after all, the mission he was carrying out was too dangerous, it was to be accompanied by death, rolling on the tip of the knife, and his family would be ruined if he didn't pay attention.

Yang Songlin, who was standing at the door, helped Yang Pojun to stand up and said, "Pojun, get up, let's go into the house." ”

Yang Pojun stood up and walked into the familiar home, feeling the warm atmosphere.

Looking at Yang Rong and looking at this poor home, Yang Pojun knew that he should let his parents live a good life, filial piety comes first, his parents are old, and they can't wait!

Yang Pojun walked to Yang Rong's side and said in a low voice, "Dad..."

"Sit down, I want to rest..."Yang Rong got up and walked towards the bedroom.