The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Li Xuewu had been looking forward to the journey home for three days since he got on the train.

The journey from the station entrance to the alley was shortened to thirty minutes. Although he was as exhausted physically and mentally as Li Feng, he still had the foundation of being a retired soldier and his condition was better.

Sitting on the cart, watching his uncle and nephew chatting, he remained extremely quiet.

The cold wind blew past his face. At this moment, he was holding his duffel bag with his fingers, looking extremely pale.

As the trolley arrived at the stop, I jumped off the bus and looked at everything around me timidly, as if this extremely familiar place seemed particularly strange at this time.

It was different from the last time I came here. At that time, there were seven aunts and eight aunts guarding the door. During the Spring Festival, the weather outside was cold, and at this time, all the cats were at home.

"We won't do business today, I'll go with you~!"

After parking the cart, Liu Qiang comforted the mule and looked at his nephew's colleague with a look of sympathy on his face.

In the yard, there was not much change from before. In the west courtyard, the neighing of horses could still be heard. Li Xuewu's lips were obviously trembling. The luggage bag in his hand fell to the ground and he walked towards the west courtyard where the horses were.

"咴~啾啾~~!"

Instead of returning to the courtyard from the back room, Li Xuewu, like an ignorant young man, followed the neighing of the horses and first arrived at the West Cross Courtyard. When he saw the big green horse in the West Cross Courtyard stable, he subconsciously walked over.

The big green horse snorted and sprayed out two long strings of white mist. Through the gap in the grass curtain, it looked at the people in front of it. The hooves under its feet were dryly scratching the ground. It may be that it seemed a little uneasy when it saw strangers.

"Who is it? This animal has a bad temper, please don't hurt you~!"

It was possible that the noise made by the beast was heard by the people in the house. At this time, they opened the thick door curtain and kindly reminded Li Feng and Liu Qiang.

Li Xuewu always had his back turned. The old man might have been a little dazzled and did not recognize him.

Until he saw the big green horse sticking its head out from the gap and lovingly licking the stranger's stretched out palm, with some disbelief in his eyes.

"Young man, who are you looking for?"

The old man was about seventy years old. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but walked out of the sitting room. After being stunned for a moment, he took the initiative to ask Li Feng.

"If you're not looking for anyone, this is his home?"

"his home?"

After getting closer, the old man's eyes widened when he looked at the young man's face that his big green horse raised at home held its head and rubbed affectionately.

"Study, learn martial arts?"

No wonder the animal, which has always had a bad temper, now behaves honestly and meets an acquaintance.

Horses and mules are both human beings. Li Xuewu, who often fed and watered him, will be remembered two, three, or ten years later, let alone two years later.

"Learning martial arts, no, doesn't it take three years? You, why are you back~?"

The old man walked forward excitedly, patting Li Xuewu's arm with both hands. Until he turned around and saw the scar under the brim of his hat, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Xue Wu, me, my poor baby, why are you like this? Who could kill a thousand swordsmen made you like this~!"

As the old man screamed, the whole yard was alarmed.

"Li Xuewu is back?"

"impossible?"

"I heard someone shouting from the west side of the courtyard~!"

All the cats were spending the winter at home, but now they all poked their heads out from behind the door curtains, and then they hurriedly ran across the courtyard to the west.

"You, who are you?"

Li Xuewu, who was hugged tightly by the old man, looked very stiff. He should have been happy to see someone in his family, but now he was asking cautiously.

This question frightened the old man so much that he staggered back a few steps and looked again and again carefully to confirm that it was his grandson.

Why, how come I don’t recognize my grandpa?

"Uncle, he suffered a head injury on the battlefield and lost his memory~!"

On the other hand, Li Feng, who was on the side, quickly helped the old man up with quick eyes and hands, and told him what was destined to be sad.

"Amnesia?"

"Yes, I can't remember anything. I still saw him on the train and brought it back to him. I am a colleague of Xuewen, and we are also in the steel rolling mill. Xuewu learned rolling from me before."

Everything was so unexpected. The terrifying scar on his forehead and the blank questions all showed that his grandson's head was indeed seriously injured. "Look for your dad, ask your dad to show you, if you can't remember any line, you have to remember, I am your grandpa~!"

The old man's lips were trembling. He grabbed Li Xuewu's arm and staggered from the west to the east courtyard, as if he was possessed.

Li Feng and Liu Qiang looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little sad. It is really hard for ordinary people to accept such bad news at such a young age.

Picking up the duffel bag that fell on the ground, the yard was already buzzing with people.

Neighbors who were unsure just now saw with their own eyes that the little devil in the yard was back to torment the big guy again.

"Hey, why are there so many scars on my face~!"

"Why didn't you know how to call someone this time? Did you notice? You feel so stunned~!"

"You are wearing a military uniform, will you come back injured~?"

"This kid is very clever. How could he be injured? He can't hurt others. He won't fight with others in the army. He was sent back, right?"

"When has he ever suffered a loss in a fight with someone else? The only one who suffered the loss was someone else. Could he have a date with a female soldier and climb over a wall to knock him on his head?"

Walking into the compound, Li Feng couldn't help but frown as he listened to the discussions among the neighbors. The topic became more and more side-tracked as the conversation progressed, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Everyone, go back. Comrade Li Xuewu was wounded on the battlefield. Don't talk about this nonsense. He was disabled and retired~!"

This reminder made the neighbors who were talking a lot shut their mouths instantly. Looking at Li Feng's decent clothes, he didn't look like he was telling lies. They were all obviously shocked by the news.

"Shunzi, Shunzi, come and take a look. Xuewu is back. His head was injured and he can't remember anything. Come out quickly~!"

In the main house of the Li family, Li Xuewu's grandfather no longer cares about the comments of people around him. Now, he just wants his son-in-law to take good care of his eldest grandson's illness.

The old man wailed, and the Li family suddenly became a mess.

When Li Feng and Liu Qiang entered, each one was crying loudly, except for the master. At this time, looking at the "strangers" surrounding him, he looked a little scared.

The one who cried the loudest was a middle-aged woman, who squatted on the ground with her buttocks crouched down, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"Spread out, spread out, what will it look like~!"

Li Feng knew another middle-aged man who had come to see his mother before. He was his father, who studied literature and martial arts. He was a doctor with a strict family tradition.

At this time, his expression was also very anxious, but instead of feeling sorry for his son, he pulled his wife up from the ground. Looking at the obviously unfamiliar son in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his arms.

"You beast, you caused so much trouble outside, and you are driven back~!"

This scene of "a loving father and a filial son" should have been sad, but it just couldn't help but make people laugh.

Li Feng couldn't help but want to ask how capable Li Xuewu was back then, and he had already formed such a stereotyped impression on his family.

"Why are you hitting me? His head was injured. The child doesn't remember anything. He doesn't even remember me. You should show him first~!"

Until his grandfather angrily grabbed his son-in-law's arm and threw it away with gritted teeth. It turned out that this grandson was not pretending. When he got home, he didn't even recognize his family. If he didn't take care of this first, why would he beat him? .

"Uncle, he was injured on the battlefield, you'd better take a look at him first~!"

It wasn't until Li Feng appeared that Xuewu's father lowered his arm belatedly. His lips connected a few times. Looking at the surgical incision where the hat was removed, his heart finally softened.

"Xiaofeng, right? Last time, last time~!"

He looked at his son and then at Li Feng, feeling speechless for a moment.

"Yes, Uncle Li. I went abroad and landed in Chengdu. I happened to meet him on the train coming back. He has indeed lost his memory and can't even recognize me~!"

"Plop~!"

Li's father knew that Li Feng was also Li Xuewu's teacher (coach) when he was learning to drive. He couldn't even recognize him. He was completely confused and sat on the ground.

……

After a long time, the Li family finally accepted this reality.

Li's mother was crying in the room, and Li's father kept studying the surgical incision on his son's head, asking about the condition of the injury, and inserted silver needles into several acupuncture points on his head.

Outside the door, the neighbors were watching the excitement. Li Xuewu inside the house seemed to have really changed, and even his family members no longer recognized him.

I don’t know if this child’s unexpected return is a good thing or a bad thing for them. (End of chapter)