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Chapter 867

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If one person thought that he was right, the other would refute with all his might to prove that he was wrong.

Due to their age and life experiences, this kind of old history made it impossible for the bystanders to interrupt, allowing the old man and old woman to grind their teeth here.

Although Old Madam Yang was a woman who could not run a horse with her arms, she was definitely not someone to be trifled with. She was a strong-willed person who did not give in at all.

"Big brother, the more you talk, the more you push people. My father's name is Tang Dazhu. You can go to the west side of the temple and ask around. The older generation can still remember. There are only a few people who haven't eaten the oil from my family's oil shop.

"Your father's name is Tang Dazhu, and his nickname is Tang Da Ping?" Old Tang's hand trembled as he held the cup.

Old Madam Yang said proudly, "You even know this? Looks like you really are from Miaoxi, but why haven't I seen you before? "

She carefully examined Old Tang's face again, but there was really no sign of familiarity.

"There's a well in front of your house?" Old Tang raised his head and finished his drink.

"Who doesn't have a well in front of their oil workshop?"

"How many wells are there in the west of the temple?"

"Three. My family's is the shallowest, eight zhang. The other two are ten zhang." Old Madam Yang recalled, "When I was eight or nine years old, my mother taught me how to draw water. The windlass had to be twisted 27 times before it hit the target."

"There's a big elm tree at the entrance?" Old Tang said calmly.

Old Madam Yang shook her head. "It's a jujube tree. It's a 50-60 year old jujube tree. Unfortunately, it's no longer here."

"Oh, it's been too long. I can't even remember." Old Tang's body kept swaying.

Old Madam Yang teased, "Brother, if you drink too much, you'll get cold. You should drink less. Oh, right, I haven't asked you which family you're from. What's your father's name? I'll see if I can remember it. But don't tell me your family runs an oil refinery. That's nonsense. "

Old Tang asked seriously, "Is your nickname Xing Zi?"

Madam Yang was stunned. "How did you know?"

"My father is also called Tang Dazhu." Even Old Tang's accent had changed. The tear mark on his rough face was exceptionally clear.

"What's your name?" Old Madam Yang couldn't believe it.

"I'm your Brother Song." Old Tang wanted to hold Old Madam Yang's hand but didn't dare.

"What's my mom's name?"

"Feng Yuee."

"The books you read there?" Old Madam Yang had basically confirmed that the person in front of her was her brother, but she still couldn't believe it. She didn't think that the person she thought about day and night was right in front of her.

She was afraid that this was a dream, and in order to wake it up, she had to ask again.

Or rather, she was so excited that she didn't know what to say.

"Hankou?" Old Tang finally took the old lady's hand bravely and said, "When I went to school, you were only this tall. You were so tiny."

"Yes, yes, yes. Tell me that you'll bring me delicious food when you come back. "

She had waited her whole life for these words.

From then on, the siblings never saw each other again.

The people around them were dumbfounded. Was the world really that small?

"Don't cry." Old Tang tried to stop Old Madam Yang from crying, but he couldn't stop his own tears.

"Why didn't I hear from you after that? When my mom closes her eyes, she's still talking about whether you came back or not. "

"Oh, my Mom." Old Tang was so moved by this that he burst into tears. In the end, he bawled like a child. "I'm so sorry, Mom. I didn't even get to see her."

"Brother, don't cry." Old Madam Yang also called him brother emotionally.

"After I graduated from school, I went to join the army. I've never been on the right path. I've always been unlucky. One day, I'll be with one general, and the next, I'll be fighting with whoever gives me food. I'll lose today, win tomorrow, and lose every battle. I wish my parents didn't give me two more legs. I can't even find the time to run, let alone go home!"

If something forced a person to walk a certain path, he had no choice but to do it. It was like a train. The tracks were set, and all one had to do was follow them. If something went wrong, the train would definitely crash.

The two of them hugged each other's heads and cried. They never imagined that they would meet here.

"I'm old. I don't even recognize you anymore. I remember when you left, you weren't tall, you didn't have a beard, white hair, and you didn't have so many wrinkles." Old Madam Yang's hand kept caressing Old Tang's face.

Old Tang said, "You were only seven or eight years old then, and I was only ten. Who would've thought that things would change? I've been wanting to go home for the past two years, but my body doesn't allow it. My children don't allow it either. I'm afraid that I'll leave them on the road and not even have a place to bury them. "

The two of them chatted for more than ten minutes.

Finally, Old Madam Yang asked, "Then why did you come all the way here?"

Old Tang said, "In the 38th year of the Republic of China, Old Jiang couldn't take it anymore and ran away. Us soldiers had to run away with him. We were separated from the main force, and we didn't have the ability to go to Taiwan. After some discussion, we stripped off our skins and came to Hong Kong with guns in our pockets. Hong Kong was still developing at that time. It was chaotic, but it was easy to make a living. Relying on my skills in the oil workshop, I pooled some money with a few others and started an oil company. We were built by piling up dead people. We were fearless and dared to take risks. Eventually, we became a listed company."

Old Madam Yang didn't understand the vocabulary of a listed company, but from his tone, she could tell that her brother was doing well. She wiped away her tears and smiled. "That's good, that's good."

"It's closed down now?" Li He hadn't interjected from the beginning, but he couldn't help but interject now. He had known Old Tang for many years, and he definitely wasn't rich. Moreover, his daughter had to earn some extra money when she was in school.

Old Tang sighed. "There's a saying that goes, 'A loving couple never ends. It's easy to go through thick and thin together, but difficult to go through thick and thin together!' If people are all aiming to fill their stomachs, they can deal with each other when they're together. But if they become rich together, who cares about going hungry when they're full and have the energy to run away? Everyone has their own goals, and no one wants to stay where they are. Of course, one wants to go east, while the other wants to go west. That's where the conflict comes in. Remembering the years of brotherhood that we've gone through thick and thin together, I came out on my own, took some money, and bought a noodle shop. My days are pretty good. "

"You've never thought about revenge?" Li He sensed a conspiracy in his words. It was definitely not as simple as Old Tang made it out to be.

Old Tang shook his head. "We're already so old. What's there to fight for?"

Old Madam Yang called Yang Xuewen over and called him uncle right in front of Old Tang.

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