Old Man Hu sat on the stool next to him and handed Chen Feng an aluminum alloy key.

Click, the lock opens.

Chen Feng gently opened the box.

A strong smell of moth balls hit my face.

Neatly stacked inside...a lot of woolen pants, and a thin photo album.

There was no need for Old Man Hu to teach him, Chen Feng picked up the photo album and opened it by himself.

There are many plastic-wrapped but yellowed black and white photos in the photo album.

Most of the photos are of two people.

Chen Feng recognized these two people at a glance.

The one who is taller, has thicker eyebrows, has a square face, and is more imposing is exactly what his grandfather Chen Mo looked like when he was young.

As for Old Man Hu, he wore thick glass glasses when he was young.

"Look at the way your grandpa carries the gun. How does he look? He's handsome, right? I've always admired him all my life. He has a unique style."

Old Man Hu looked at Chen Feng with a smile and said: "The young man looks more and more like you. He also smells like you are a soldier? But it's not the same. We are not allowed to wear Rolex in the army. Wait... hiss...

Xiao Chen, if you come here to perform a mission, you must pay attention to safety."

Chen Feng instantly understood what he was thinking, and he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

How can I tell you that I just went to Area 52 and slapped a brigadier general in the face, and no one dared to move in front of me?

"No, it's not that mysterious. I have never been a soldier."

Old Man Hu: "Oh, oh, oh, what a pity."

Chen Feng looked through the photos again and saw a photo of Chen Mo sitting on a tree with his hands on his thighs. There was a hole in the front of his thighs, and the flesh and blood inside the hole was blurred.

There is no old man Hu in this photo.

Old Man Hu craned his neck to look over and said slowly: "This battle was particularly dangerous. We were on a reconnaissance mission together and were surrounded. My shooting skills were not good, so I gave him all the shots. He was able to kill all by himself.

The bullets from both of us were knocked down

Seven or eight of them managed to scare off a group of thirty or so guerrillas. However, he received a blow on his leg, which I didn’t know about at first. The photo shows him sitting down on the ground after reinforcements arrived and we were safe.

I was asked to take the photo as a souvenir."

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng closed the photo album and asked slightly puzzled: "Grandpa Hu, I didn't see these things when I was packing up grandpa's belongings. Didn't he keep a single photo of himself?"

"Well, after your parents' accident, he couldn't let go of his heart for a while. Although he didn't regret asking your dad to join the army, looking at these photos, he always remembered how your dad admired him when he was a child, so he was emotionally moved by the scene.

When I went back in 2001, he asked me to take them all away."

Chen Feng pointed to the woolen pants next to him and asked, "What are these?"

"After you were lost, your grandma knitted two pairs of woolen trousers every year. She started knitting when you were two years old and continued knitting until you were eighteen. There are a total of sixteen pairs here. Your grandma passed away in 2007, and I went back in 2008.

When I visited your grandfather, he said that my little grandson was just born and could be used, so he asked me to take him away. But my little grandson

I didn’t like to wear them after I was five years old. I wore these four pairs several times from the age of two to five, and the ones at the back were all brand new and untouched. I actually wanted to contact you earlier so that I could give you all the things, but those idiots in the county town

My son said that you are the big boss and a busy man, so you don’t want me to bother you by calling you. Now it’s fine and the property is back to its original owner.”

Chen Feng leaned down and held the cotton and linen woolen pants of average quality and rough feel with his fingers.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the end, he just nodded slightly, "Well, thank you, Grandpa Hu."

In just over half an hour, Chen Feng suddenly felt that his life had been replayed first and then fast-forwarded several decades.
Chapter completed!