Arty Records

Before Fang Duzhi set off, he said to his son: "There is pocket money in the small drawer of the computer desk in the study, you take all of it. When going out, bring enough cash, and be careful on the road..."

Fang Sishen pointed to the watch on his wrist: "Dad, if you don't leave, you have to drive to Yunwu Hot Spring by yourself."

Fang Duzhi smiled: "It's only three or four hours, I want to drive by myself. It's a pity that the security check level is very high this time, so we have to gather first and then set off, and act in a unified way."

Having been father and son for many years, Fang Sishen knew that his father was explaining to himself again why he had to go around.The security check level is high, so it is natural that there are some important figures.In connection with the phrase "opportunity is rare" the night before, it can be seen that Dean Fang has finally moved his heart, and plans to study and excel in order to become an official and develop in the political arena.

It was too late to say anything at this time.Fang Sishen thought, wait until he comes back to see if he can be persuaded.

During the Spring Festival, the number of flights from Beijing to Tu'an is increased to one round trip per day: the departure departs at 01:30 noon and arrives at 05:30, and the return departs at [-]:[-] in the afternoon and arrives at [-]:[-] p.m.In the alpine region, the weather is bad, and the flight may be canceled at any time, but the price is half that of other cities, and there is no discount at all.

After Fang Sishen checked the ticket price, he didn't want to take the cash left by his father, so he had to use it.It's not that he doesn't have enough money in his hand. Hua Dingsong's booklet and the remaining funds for the research project are all in his custody, and it's okay to embezzle them temporarily.However, if he really did this, it would not be Fang Sishen.Don't be ambiguous about official affairs, why not be confused about private matters, he chose to open the small drawer of the computer desk without hesitation.

First count out 3000 yuan, think about it, if you really want to see Uncle Lian, you should show your affection, and simply put 5000 yuan in your pocket.

It wasn't until I got on the plane and was at an altitude of 13 meters that I became excited belatedly.It turned out that it was just buying a ticket and starting, as easy as taking the bus from home to school.In two and a half hours, you can return to Qingqiu Baishui after an absence of 13 years.Why did I always feel so far away and difficult in the past, and never thought of taking a step forward?In fact, he knew in his heart that it was not the distance of space that hindered him, but the distance of time. In the past [-] years, things have changed, and the past is unbearable, which makes people look back and feel timid.

This is a small airliner. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, there are many people returning to Beijing and few people leaving Beijing. The cabin is less than one-third full.White clouds drifted past the portholes. Although the outdoor temperature was low, the weather was rare. Even the wings of the plane were covered with gold by the sun, and the clouds were even more shining.Fang Sishen had a smile on his lips, watching the plane move forward like clouds and fog, feeling inexplicably lightened.What the outcome of this trip will be, it doesn't seem to be that important, just treat it as a wish for yourself.

After leaving Tu'an Airport, the eyes were all white, and the fresh and cold air made all the internal organs tremble.The temperature here is much lower than in the capital city, but fortunately there is no wind, and it is a familiar environment, Fang Sishen didn't feel cold at all.After taking a few deep breaths, as if all the turbidity in my heart had been replaced, I took out my hat, scarf and gloves from my bag, and got fully armed.

Scanning around, there is no bus stop.Seeing his appearance, several taxi drivers immediately surrounded him: "Where are you going? Thirty yuan in the city, ten yuan for a carpool!"

Unless someone picks you up, the rest of the passengers are negotiating with the taxi driver.There were not many people on this flight, so there was a lot of competition for passengers.

"I'm going to Yeli..."

"Yeligune? Hey, let's say it earlier, the last long-distance bus at three o'clock, hurry up!" The driver dragged Fang Sishen into the car.

"Wait, how much?"

"Don't worry, I can't ask for more of you! You will have to stay in the city for one night if you can't catch up with the car. How much is the accommodation fee for one night, tell me..."

Fang Sishen didn't have time to object, the car had already left the airport.The familiar scenery on the side of the road unfolded like a dream, so I didn't say anything at all.There were few cars and the road was slippery, the driver drove very carefully and didn't have time to keep making noise.Into the city, and finally strange.The gloomy and dilapidated Tuan in his memory no longer existed.High and low buildings, colorful billboards, restaurants, Internet cafes, bathing rooms and entertainment city all over the street, just like all small cities in remote areas.

In the end, the driver insisted on asking for an extra five yuan, and actively instructed him where to buy tickets and where to wait at the long-distance station.

I looked back and forth twice at the list of trains hanging on the wall, but I only found "Yeliguni City", but not "Yeliguni Right Banner". When I left 13 years ago, except for a few big towns with long-distance buses, from Yeligune to Tuan, I could only take a ride to transport wood.Although they belong to the same area, the left and right banners are also hundreds of kilometers apart.Fang Sishen looked at the train schedule again. Some place names seemed familiar, but some were never heard of. It can be seen that the overall administrative division has changed a lot.

I lowered my head and asked the conductor. The little girl was in her early twenties, and she said in a very aggressive tone, "It's just Yeligune, there's no such thing as left or right. You can buy tickets after you figure it out!"

Although there is a "service desk" in the middle of the hall, there is no one there.There is a row of vendors at the entrance, selling all kinds of minority jewelry and local specialties, with a narrow news stand in the middle.Seeing that it was almost three o'clock, Fang Sishen hurried over to buy a map, took out his accent and asked the elderly stall owner: "Master, is this Yeligunie City the former Yeligunie Right Banner?"

"You asked this, but you asked the right person. Now I don't understand the sea. Let me tell you, when the flag was withdrawn and the city was merged, the leader of the Zuo Banner was so powerful that he merged the Right Banner into him. My son has gone, and the Zuoqi government has been directly promoted to the city level..."

"What's the name of the Right Banner now? Is there a direct bus?"

"What's it called? It's changed to Ahla, and it's become a town below the city. It's been ten years, and you haven't heard of it? Is there a direct bus in a town? You can go to Yeligune and then find a bus. Yo, It's almost three o'clock, hurry up, this is the last trip, if you don't make it, it will be tomorrow! But even if you catch up, don't even think about having a car to Akhla tonight, you have to go tomorrow, or go to the opposite side Overnight in a hotel…”

"Thank you!"

During the Chinese New Year, many relatives came to visit. Fang Sishen was lucky enough to buy the last seat ticket, and climbed into the car amidst the shouts of the ticket inspector.

This tossing and tossing took away the excitement and anticipation when I just got off the plane.Looking at the map, the outline is still there, but it is full of strange place names.Looking out of the window, I can see that the one-story houses surrounded by wooden fences have long been replaced by brick buildings.Like every rapidly developing part of the country, traces of history have been almost completely obliterated.Fang Sishen suddenly became unsure. Was he running back impulsively to pursue the past, or to bury the past?

The locals are straightforward and cheerful, chatting and laughing all the way.Fang Sishen looked at the boundless snow and ice outside the window, and pricked up his ears to collect information by the way.

As the capital, Tu'an has long-distance buses to all major cities in Wumeng, and Ligunne is the farthest one.One-way travel takes five hours in summer and six hours in winter.In order to transport timber in the forest area, roads were built early and well, all of which are at the national road level.The railway traffic here used to be very developed, and each forest farm had dedicated lines, but the speed was slow, and they were all night trains, mainly freight, with passenger transport incidentally.After the mountain was closed for forestation, freight was stopped, and passenger transport was unable to make ends meet. Now, except for a few lines, the rest are basically abandoned.

A series of blockhouse-like buildings suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the gray monsters were emitting white smoke.This section belongs to the grassland area, without the cover of forests and snow-capped mountains, and the big smoky bunkers are particularly eye-catching against the blue sky.

There was a change in the monotonous scenery, and the children were so excited that they slammed the windows and screamed.Passengers also talked about these new power plants and chemical plants.It is said that this is a new project introduced by the league with great difficulty, and it is intended to drive the regional economy.After all, a place that was originally developed by cutting down trees, suddenly the trees were not allowed to be cut down, and so many people had to eat.

In order to protect the environment, the mountains were closed for afforestation.In order to develop the economy, heavily polluting factories were built here.Fang Sishen frowned, he was just a scholar, he couldn't figure out the profound logic here.However, in a pure and flawless world of ice and snow, those ugly buildings are really an eyesore.

Listening to the comments of the passengers, he thought of many issues that he had never considered before.

Fang Sishen left Qingqiu Baishui in the spring of the 49th year of the Republic of China.At that time, the national forestry policy had been tightened step by step, and the logging indicators had been decreasing year by year.Because the wages have not been raised for many years, there are complaints from the bottom, but the workers are not yet unemployed, and there is nothing unusual on the surface. 15-year-old He Zhirou has been living a lonely life with He Shensi, so of course it is impossible to pay attention to the subtle changes in the current situation.

Those who crowded the long-distance bus on the sixth day of the first lunar month were naturally not privileged people, so their complaints aroused the greatest resonance.

It turned out that many grassroots units have long since dominated the eye-catching forestry system.Fang Sishen suddenly realized that Lian Fuhai, the former captain of the logging team, might have lost his job a long time ago.Things have come to this point, I dare not have any hope in my heart, just take a chance.But I feel infinitely cold and empty, just like the vast and boundless forest, sea and snow field outside the window.

Someone was calling loudly, and he suddenly remembered that his mobile phone had been turned off, so he quickly took it out.

Call your father first to tell him he's safe.Fang Duzhi asked meticulously, and Fang Sishen almost revealed his secrets several times.

"I read the forecast that the highest temperature in Guihai during the day is 5 degrees, and there will be sleet for three consecutive days. The weather in the south is the coldest. Have you brought woolen pants? Why don't you bring them to buy a pair now?"

"Take it, and wear it."

"The taste over there is too spicy, don't force yourself if you are not used to it, don't be afraid to spend money..."

"It's okay, there's nothing I'm not used to...Dad, I'm going to get in the car. I'll talk about it later. Don't forget to take your medicine on time. I'll hang up. Goodbye."

The feeling of lying continuously was very bad, Fang Sishen held the phone, his palms were wet with sweat.

The reminder bells rang one after another, it was a text message from Hong Xinyao.All kinds of ramblings, with one in the middle: "Xiang Liang came to me and probably took him away. If he comes to you, just ignore it and say you don't know him. It's all fucking nonsense, a group of psychopaths know No?"

The content was not very clear, but the general meaning came out, Fang Sishen remembered that he had completely forgotten about Liang Ruogu, and felt ashamed secretly.Although the parties involved are all adults, this kind of contradiction cannot be explained by onlookers.But seeing the damage done to one side, always worried about what misfortune might happen.If he hadn't left the capital, he couldn't help but want to intervene in person, but at this moment, he had more energy than he wanted.Then he replied: "Is he okay? I'm going out. Is it convenient for you to invite a friend to see him? It's better if nothing happens."

The car entered the depths of the forest area, the mobile phone signal was up and down, and it took a long time for a message to be sent out.

After a while, a reply came: "Who are you going out with? Where are you going?"

Fang Sishen hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell the truth: "Just myself, go back to my hometown to do something. My dad doesn't know, so you keep it secret for me."

After a while, the phone rang, this time it was no longer a text message, but a phone call.After connecting, I heard shouting from over there: "Go back to your hometown? Which hometown are you going back to? Why do you suddenly want to go back so far? What are you going to do? Why are you hiding it from your father?"

The signal is broken.Fang Sishen was about to send a text message when it rang again.

It was connected again, and the bombardment continued to sound like a cannonball: "Where have you been? Just arrived in Tuan? You can do it, you are so interesting! I said yesterday that I wanted to go, and you pretended to be deaf and dumb with me. I sneaked away by myself, you wait for me..."

It broke again.

Before Fang Sishen finished editing a message, the call came again.

"Listen, I'll be there tomorrow afternoon. Where are you? I'll find someone to pick you up. What are you going to do? I'll go with you when I arrive..."

Fang Sishen hurriedly said: "You don't need to come here, I've already boarded the long-distance bus and I'm not in Tu'an anymore."

The message was finally edited and sent, and the lines were full of comforting explanations.Young Master Hong unrelentingly dialed the phone here, and the two reached an agreement in the intermittent see-saw: Hong Xinyao will go to the second sister's house to stay tomorrow, and when Fang Sishen finishes his work, he will go to Tu'an to find him, and return to the capital together on the eleventh day of the Lunar New Year.

Cheng Yaojin came out on the way, and the journey seemed to be full of excitement across thousands of mountains and rivers.This is really, cut and straightened, shaken and rubbed into lumps, confused and muddled... Fang Sishen propped his arms and looked out the window, not knowing what would happen next, and didn't bother to think about what would happen.

The sky is getting darker, and because of the reflection of the snow, it can't get dark at all, and it hangs so vaguely that people can't tell the exact time.

It was a six-hour drive with a short break in the middle.

When Fang Sishen got out of the car, he saw the cabin surrounded by dim electric lights, and an involuntary smile appeared on his face.After so many years, there are always some things that have not disappeared or changed.This small rest stop on the national road is exactly the same as when I left in the Red Star truck transporting wood.The neat logs, the jagged fence, and even the barking black dog, he still felt the same as before.

It is said to be a rest stop, but it is actually a canteen and a public toilet.The toilets are only for ladies, and the men all go to the roadside woods to solve the problem.The snow on the road was crushed by the car, but it was at least knee-high in the woods.Those who are too lazy to leave turn around and tear off their pants to release the water.Someone as gentle as Fang Sishen would take two extra steps.The snow is thick and soft, and it doesn't matter if you fall.It's only thirty or forty degrees below zero, and the action must be quick, otherwise the legend of homemade popsicles on the spot may very well become a reality.

It's been a long time since I felt so liberated physically and mentally.

If there is no water to wash your hands, just grab a handful of snow from a branch and rub it.Fang Sishen felt that he couldn't help being nostalgic for such a pissing, and couldn't help laughing.I also thought it was fortunate that it was not daytime, otherwise I would be really embarrassed.

The women lined up outside the toilets, stamping their feet in the cold.Fang Sishen glanced at it, and knew that it was still the old-fashioned latrine: dig a hole or a ditch in the ground, set up two wooden boards for footsteps, surround a circle of wooden boards as a wall, and nail a few wooden stakes as handrails to prevent people from falling.Almost every household in the forest area has this kind of toilet, with stars above the head and transparent on all sides, which fully embodies the concept of the unity of man and nature.

He remembered that at that time, only the toilet in his home was different.

The planks were sawn neatly, and not only was the roof covered, but a layer of linoleum was hung to keep out the wind.Of course, the felt was hung inside so as not to attract attention.The ground was paved with red bricks, and a slope was built in the pit, which was also paved with bricks for easy cleaning.The pool is dug outside the toilet and covered.In this way, even in summer, it doesn't smell very bad inside.The only troublesome thing is that it is too convenient for others to steal fat.Sometimes when I woke up and was about to fertilize and water vegetables, the pond full of manure disappeared, making people dumbfounded.

Entering the canteen, a bunch of people gathered around the counter to buy Rakshaguchi.Fang Sishen still had something to eat on the plane in the morning. He didn't have much in mind during the day, and he didn't feel hungry at all. Only then did he feel hungry.So I squeezed in and bought one for five yuan.He remembers very clearly that 13 years ago, it was [-] cents plus half a catty of food stamps, and he was reluctant to eat it in leisure time.Take a bite, it seems to taste very different from the memory.I was very hungry, and I didn't bother to make more distinctions.

The car restarted, and many people held grins as big as their faces and gnawed.In another two and a half hours, you can reach the deepest part of Qingqiu Baishui, located in the Muniura Mountains, the city of Yeligune on the lower reaches of the Yeligune River.As for the town of Ahela, which used to be the Yeligu Nie Right Banner, it had to go northeast for more than 100 kilometers.As for Manggan Road, it is [-] kilometers northeast of Yeligunie Right Banner.