Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"I can endure hardships, but I can't stand him insulting and playing with me."

Chang Xiangyu narrated the story: "Once, they threw teacups at me and even kettles at my face. I was not as soft as others, so I fought back and threw water cups at them. We had a huge fight and rolled on the ground."

"Later, someone pointed a gun at me. I patted my chest and said, 'You can shoot me here. If you kill me today, I will still be me eighteen years later. Even if I die or become a ghost, I will not let you go!'"

"At that time, Sun Yumin, a Peking Opera performing artist and the president of the Yanjing Academy of Chinese Opera, was locked up in the barn next to mine."

"In those years, she worked hard to sing model operas and actively performed, but because she knew a patriotic overseas Chinese in her early years, she was treated specially. The crime was 'colluding with Hong Kong businessmen and being a spy in collusion with foreign countries', and she was isolated for investigation and severely criticized!"

"Alas, she couldn't bear it anymore so she jumped from the third floor - at that time, there was no higher building in the small county where she was sent down. In the end, she didn't die, but her first lumbar vertebra was broken, and half of the fourth lumbar vertebra was hanging down, and the whole vertebra was broken into a triangle. Her legs were round and purple-black, and her feet were comminuted. The heel bone was broken into more than 20 pieces. The white bone of the right foot was exposed, and blood was dripping..."

"She wanted to jump off the building again, but she couldn't move. For a long time, she even lost the ability to urinate and defecate. She became a zombie..."

Chang Xiangyu's story was very calm, but Tang Xiaofu's eyes were wet.

Because Sun Yumin’s experience is so similar to that of her parents!

She gently pulled Lin Zhengjun's hand, tears streaming down her face, and tremblingly said, "I used to blame my parents for fleeing to Hong Kong, which put my grandparents and me under so much pressure. But now I don't blame them at all. They should have fled. If they hadn't, they might have lost their lives!"

"Well! They don't want to leave you either, there's really nothing they can do..."

Lin Zhengjun's heart was also in turmoil, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, because the experiences of these dramatists were too tragic, a true human tragedy!

The urge to create in my heart became stronger and stronger. I couldn't hold it back at all. I had to write it down. And this time, I had to write it myself.

Chang Xiangyu talked for more than two hours, during which time Tang Xiaofu brought her a glass of water.

After hearing the tragic experience of the opera artist, both Zhang Yigong and Li Peifu's eyes became moist several times, and Tang Xiaofu also cried several times.

"If I go to Yanjing, I would also like to meet Teacher Sun Yumin and interview her." Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

The story that Lin Zhengjun wanted to write featured two Peking Opera artists as the protagonists. He needed more Peking Opera information and had to find someone who understood Peking Opera.

"Okay, we are old friends. I will help you make the contact when the time comes. As long as you are willing to write, our Dramatists Association will provide all conveniences." Chang Xiangyu smiled kindly.

At this moment, the clerk came over and asked everyone to hold a meeting in front of the office building.

There is nothing that can be done about this. There are about 60 representatives from Central Plains Province this time, and the largest conference room of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles can’t even accommodate them all.

Soon, everyone stood in the small square in front of the office building and formed several lines. A bus had already stopped nearby.

"Comrades on behalf of the group, let me take the roll first!"

Li Jun stood on the steps and called out the names first. All the delegates had arrived.

Li Jun smiled and said, "Comrades, I originally planned to let everyone eat foreign food and coordinate a special plane to fly to the capital!"

What followed was a long speech about how important this literary congress was, how much importance the country and the province attached to it, and how all levels of government provided strong support for it.

"Oh, taking a plane! I heard there will be free Moutai on the plane, and five Zhonghua cigarettes will be given out." Li Peifu rubbed his hands excitedly.

"That's childish, isn't it? Didn't Li Jun say that he had originally planned to say that there must be a 'but' at the end? This is just empty talk." Lin Zhengjun curled his lips.

"Really? No way? He said that he has received strong support from all sides..." Li Peifu's eyes were clear and stupid, like a college graduate.

"Just wait and see. If you want a plane to ride, I'll chop my chicken into pieces for you!" Lin Zhengjun said disdainfully.

Sure enough, after talking in plain language for a while, Li Jun said, "But the air transport capacity is really tight. We can't get a special plane, and the province won't approve it."

"whispering sound!"

Everyone booed and expressed contempt.

Li Jun smiled and said, "However, the provincial government is still very dedicated. They went to the railway department to coordinate and got sleeper tickets for us. Everyone has a sleeper berth, and it's very comfortable. The train is at 5 pm. Now everyone is packing up and leaving by car. We will have dinner on the train!"

coax!

The crowd was jubilant, and everyone picked up their luggage and got on the bus. Everyone looked excited and full of anticipation for the upcoming trip to Yanjing.

That was a grand event attended by many big shots!

……

At that time, Shangdu Railway Station was very dilapidated. It was a three-story white building that looked like it was made of blue bricks with a layer of white lime or paint.

What’s outrageous is that an artificial pool was built in the square in front of the station, which Lin Zhengjun thought was a huge waste.

You know, Shangdu Railway Station can be developed into a national railway transportation hub in the future.

The problem is that it hasn't developed yet.

Nowadays, people are reluctant to go out unless there is something important.

Not to mention that the various procedures are very complicated, just the poor-to-rich road, if you don't have sufficient financial resources, you really can't afford to go out.

The province attached great importance to the representatives of the National Congress of Literature and Art coming to Beijing and also greeted the railway station.

As soon as the bus arrived at the train station, a deputy stationmaster came out to meet us, and the conductor led everyone through the staff passage and entered the station directly.

After entering the waiting hall, Lin Zhengjun looked around curiously.

The cement floor was bumpy and had many cracks, and the glass windows were dirty.

The old wooden benches have their paint peeling off, revealing the white wood inside. Some are even missing limbs and are in very poor condition.

Many passengers sat on the ground or put torn sacks under their buttocks while waiting for the bus to rest.

Not only were they carrying large and small bags of luggage, they also carried live chickens, ducks, and even grunting little piglets.

People who have not experienced this era may not be able to imagine how lax security checks are now. Many stations do not even have a security check link.

Allowing people to bring living animals on board is also a feature of the times.

When they arrived at the entrance, the train police escorted them all the way, and the journey was smooth. Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu, carrying their luggage, followed the delegation and quickly walked onto the platform.

The platform was also gray and dirty, full of dust and garbage.

Throughout the 1970s, the focus was on the development of heavy industry. A large number of train cars were used to transport coal, machinery and building materials, while passenger transportation became secondary.

"This is the train. Everyone is in carriage number eight. Teachers, please get on board!"

There was a green train parked on the track, and the conductor pointed to the door.

Every door was crowded with passengers waiting to get on the train. The carriages and the connecting areas were also packed with people. Some passengers who were in a hurry to get on the train directly climbed in through the windows!

At this time, the green train did not have air conditioning, and only a few fans were spinning weakly.

Therefore, the air circulation in the car is very poor, and it is filled with the smell of cigarettes, sweat, and feet... It is very dirty, and it feels so sour.

There were also women who simply opened the car windows, held their own children and let the children pee outside with their penises sticking out. It was really disgusting to watch.

Everyone hurriedly got on the bus, and after a while, everyone put their luggage away and sat down.

Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu chose the upper bunk facing each other.

Li Peifu and Zhang Yigong were in the middle shop.

Li Peifu was lying on the berth, looking very happy, and said with great joy: "Sleeping on a berth, this is the treatment for a department-level cadre. There is a future in literature!"

"Xiao Li is right. The country's art policies are good now. You should cherish your time while you are young and create more good works!"

Chang Xiangyu was sleeping on the lower bunk. After all, she was old and her legs and feet were not as flexible as before. It would be easy for her to fall if she lived on the upper bunk.

With the sound of "clang, clang, clang", the green train started slowly and headed north to the capital. The Shangdu Railway Station was getting farther and farther away...