Written by Shoko 骆驼
Uncle Wu, a native of Luoyang City, Henan Province, I can only call him that, because I have been in contact with him for a short time, maybe he never left me a name, maybe it is a long time, I forgot his name.
It was the summer of 1988, and two men from Luoyang City, Henan Province, came from afar in the compound of an automobile regiment in western Sichuan.
The old man's surname is Wu, he looks to be in his seventies, with a thin face, a tall man, a jacket, a straight body, glasses, gray and sparse hair combed back to the back of his head, a neat appearance, and a very cultivated elder at a glance, similar to the identity of a "professor" or "scholar".
The young man who followed him was about the same age as me, maybe a little older, but definitely no more than thirty, and I still remember his name clearly: Cao Luohua. Both of them spoke with a thick accent from Luoyang, Henan.
Because they are real fellows, I quickly became familiar with them. They ate every day in the small stove of the cadres of the organs, spent money to buy meal tickets, and stayed in the guest rooms in the army compound, without spending their own money.
After understanding, it turned out that the old man and the young were not father and son, Uncle Wu had never married and had no children, Cao Luohua was only Uncle Wu's neighbor, and he specially accompanied the old man to the army to "rehabilitate" himself this time.
Uncle Wu told me that when he was first liberated, he joined the army and became a platoon commander after joining the army to form a relatively early automobile regiment, but because of a misunderstanding, he was dismissed from his post and expelled from the army because of a misunderstanding.
I don't remember exactly what happened because of the age.
Uncle Wu told the story in detail at that time, and he felt extremely aggrieved, but he was very helpless. For this reason, after he transferred to the local area, he never had a formal job, because of this stain, he never found a partner to marry in his life.
He also wanted to find the troops to report his experience and injustice, but because the station of this automobile regiment had been moved many times, he was never able to contact him.
Neighbor Xiao Cao saw that he was nearly eighty years old, and he was relieved to accompany him. For more than 10 days after that, Uncle Wu took the materials he wrote and related certificates every day to the cadre unit of the Political Department of the regiment to search for files, but the final result was not very clear to me.
It's just that I was going back to my hometown in Henan for a vacation, and I happened to be walking with Cao Luohua, and Uncle Wu broke up with us here, and he said that he was going to take a train to Kunming via the Chengdu-Kunming Railway to visit an "aunt" (Uncle Wu's original words), and I was inconvenient to ask him what the relationship between this "aunt" and him was.
The reason why I was close to Uncle Wu at that time was that I also had a buried purpose in my heart, that is, I wanted to introduce a partner to me through him in Luoyang City, and he readily agreed at that time.
I remember that we wrote several times later, and he did not break his promise, and once introduced me to a young woman from a certain unit in Luoyang, but the other party proposed that I must try to mobilize the past, and for this reason, I also made a set of newspaper scrapbooks that I had worked hard to write for many years, and submitted them to the Propaganda Department of the Political Department of a certain base of the Second Artillery Corps stationed in Luoyuan, but in the end, there was no follow-up, and the matter of finding a partner in Luoyang was no longer mentioned.
Now that 36 years have passed, Uncle Wu should be long gone. But his voice and smile still appear in front of my eyes from time to time......
I miss you, a kind and kind veteran!