Rebirth Night Talk

Mom, where's my milk? "Zhao Xuejun put down his schoolbag and asked his mother who was cooking in the kitchen.

Gao Juzi put down the egg bowl in his hand, carefully looked at the expression of his younger son, and said in a coaxing tone, "Junjun, your eldest brother and second brother leave school early today, I think you are usually very tired, Tell them to take grandma with you. Go and play with your classmates." After Gao Juzi finished speaking, she was even more careful, and she took out a dime from her pocket and stuffed it with her son, pretending to be mysterious and whispering: "Don't Let your brothers know." After finishing speaking, he smiled flatteringly.

Starting this morning, this family is not right.When I got up in the morning, my mother made three poached eggs, which were placed high on the surface of the bowl, and one for each person was very average.Zhao Xuejun ate breakfast expressionlessly, and went out the first door with his schoolbag on his back. Behind him, the elder brother and the second elder brother talked about the school in a very high tone, laughing together from time to time.Hey, it seems that I have been isolated.When school was over, Zhao Xuejun quietly left from the small back of the school. Even though he knew that his brothers would not pick him up, he didn't want to see the empty gate over there.

Taking the dime his mother gave him, Zhao Xuejun went back to his room and sat for a while, thinking for a while.Why are you so angry?There's so much time out there to get angry with the kids.After thinking about it, he opened the cabinet and took out the package of bank notes, held it in his hand and walked out the door.

The street scene is still the same, but today's temperature is a bit boring, and the newly opened three-way bus goes directly to the museum.Zhao Xuejun followed the crowd honestly and lined up, watching the round-faced red scarf in front of him keep giving way.In the past few years, especially after the Third Plenary Session of the Contracting Responsibility System, movies, books and periodicals have been promoting it.For a small town like Wanlin, it is so far away from the metropolis that it is close to occlusion, and people still live according to the old tune. People are actually dubious about new things and policies.

"Are you from Bayi Primary School?" The red scarf who had been giving way in front of him suddenly turned his head.

Zhao Xuejun was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"I know your brother Zhao Xuewen. People in the junior sports school said he is the king of guns. We watched his competition in the last city sports meeting. Your brother is really good. He is the first in 400 meters and 1000 meters. I am Hero Elementary School is a little reporter from our elementary school."

This one was full of enthusiasm and introduced himself loudly. He held his small press card, introduced himself with bright eyes, and looked at the adults around him from the corner of his eyes.Zhao Xuejun nodded: "Ah... oh, hello, hello, how do you know me?"

"We saw your brother talking to you in the square. We went to interview you on June [-]st last year. I met you. I heard that your second brother was the student of your Bayi Elementary School when he took the junior high school entrance examination. First of the year, your family is awesome!"

Zhao Xuejun was forced to chat with this familiar child all the way. Young people in this era are always full of enthusiasm.Love the motherland, love the people, love their hometown, even in their teens, they are full of self-confidence and firmly believe that they can conquer everything, as long as they wait until a certain day, as long as they work hard enough every day.This country can catch up with those capitalist countries. They are always ready to save all oppressed suffering brothers, whether they are children or the elderly.Everyone is living with passion, and with the improvement of material level, they have become rich in the past few years. Although the material may not be so rich, as long as there is a little bit of happiness, it can infect the whole city.

The sense of happiness that surrounds the whole country, the whole world is happy.Sometimes, Zhao Xuejun feels that no matter where the world goes in the future, no matter how rich the country is, those people will not survive this era.That kind of complete belief, full dependence, and deep love.There is no system or substance that can replace it.Here, there is no such title as me.Everyone knows that this is, we, we are the masters of the country, and building a country is building one's own home.

After getting off the bus, Zhao Xuejun reluctantly waved goodbye to the very silly little reporter lying on the glass and smiling.He carried his things and walked along the stone teeth into the museum where the gate was being built.Beginning this year, Wanlin City began to rebuild the Xinhua Bookstore, the City Library, the Children's Palace, the Youth Club, and the museum.I heard the old saying that if you come here next year, you really have to buy a ticket.

Touching the ancient bricks on the wall, Zhao Xuejun came to the backyard of the museum, and before he entered the small courtyard, he heard familiar noises.The one who yelled the loudest was Dad Zhao Jianguo, and the one who yelled with sarcasm was old Uncle Chang.

"Zhao Jianguo, can you develop your style? You have been absent-minded this afternoon, and I've let you down several times. How can you make progress?" Lao Chang's tone was rather blunt.

Zhao Xuejun quietly hid aside, hiding his body along a pile of ancient stone tablets. He found a corner and sat down without disturbing the two people.

Zhao Jianguo threw away the chess piece in his hand, and smiled wryly: "Hey, you said old Chang, at that time, we felt that there was nothing to think about when we were full. What's wrong with the child now, why is life so complicated? ?”

Lao Chang neatly put the chess pieces into a snack box one by one, and smiled while tidying up: "Don't compare your old ideas with today's children, you are outdated long ago. Today's children are smart."

After Zhao Jianguo heard this, he was naturally unconvinced. He sat cross-legged on the stone plinth under the porch, took out a cigarette and handed it to Old Chang, and the two of them lit it and started chatting.

"Old Chang, just tell me. At our time, my father was a bricklayer, and he built houses for people everywhere. At that time, no wages were paid for building houses, but only rations. When my father was working for people, it happened that Catch up with the arrest of strong men. My father was so frightened that he ran away, and he was illiterate. A 40-year-old man ran into the mountains and walked along the Yellow River, but he just ran away.

This time, my father lost it to the provincial capital. When someone asked him where his hometown was in the provincial capital, he said it was in Geda Village.Where do people know about Geda Village?There was no way, my father was doing some labor for others in the provincial capital. At that time, Taigang in the provincial capital was recruiting small laborers, and my father went to work as a coolie. He worked day and night for a year, and he was paid three oceans.A piece of coarse cloth was also given.The old worker who carried the work together told him, your accent is Wanlin's, so you should go to Wanlin. "

Lao Chang sighed: "At that time, it was not easy."

Zhao Jianguo leaned against the wall behind the stone pier, his expression was deep nostalgia: "Yes, my dad walked all the way for fifteen days carrying the coarse cloth, and he was reluctant to live in a big shop. He lived in a sand shop and a chicken feather shop. The hard work When I returned to Wanlin and found my home, my mother thought he was dead, so she built a tomb for him.

After my father came home, my mother cried so much that she passed out. For those who are orphans and widows, the family is about to collapse.Children without fathers feel lonely. My brother took the three of us to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables every day. When we got home, we took a small stone mill to grind some grain and added wild vegetable dumplings.That kind of thing can't be pulled out even after eating it.My brother was afraid that we would be hungry, so he gave it to the younger ones every time.

My dad came home with three oceans. At that time, people in the village had seen money, and at most there were some coins. This time, the family turned upside down.My uncle asked my dad to flip over the family house.But my father said, don't build a house, and told my two older brothers to go to school.You don’t know, at that time, when my father said this, the whole village laughed at him as stupid, but my father said: I worked hard outside for a year, and I paid three oceans for a piece of cloth.But Mr. Accountant, there is wine at every turn, and meat at the end of the month. They calculate and calculate, and there is an ocean every month.

He was convinced that as long as he was studying, the children in the family would not have to suffer the same as him. In this way, my family did not build a house, and all the money was paid to the family of a scholar in the town to pay for teaching.

Dad was always away from home. He came back one day during the Spring Festival every year, and went on the road with his luggage on his back in the second year of junior high school. He made money and came back to my mother. He was not allowed to buy food or build a house. The four children in the family had to go to school.Hey... I don't know how much I suffered.Later, after liberation, there were important people in the army. The four children in my family were not even measured in size. My youngest brother was not old enough, but they wanted them all.It is because we have knowledge.In the old Zhao's family, there were four books in one subject, and no one in the ten miles and eight villages envied them.Later, my brother died in North Korea.Dad cried for the first time and said: We should not be asked to study.It shouldn't have hurt my brother. To the outside world, we are family members of martyrs, but when we got home, we knew, my dad, that was really regrettable.He would rather the children be illiterate and farm the land with the family, and he does not want the children to die early.

All over the world, those parents love their children differently, but tell me, why are our children so difficult to manage?Eat well and dress warmly.What do you want, what do you have, why are there so many things when you are full and warm? !They want fairness from me, who am I going to ask for it, from my father?His grandfather is already dead!These turtle grandchildren should be born in the countryside, and let them suffer in farming, so as not to get bored.It's right to say the third child, right to be the second child, right to say the second child?The old three are angry, saying that they are all right!Is it my father's fault?Is it reasonable for you to say this housework? "

Zhao Jianguo was nagging, smoking cigarettes one by one, Lao Chang didn't speak, but kept helping him refill a large can.

"As for the children in this family, guess who I... worry about the most?" Zhao Jianguo asked Lao Chang.

Lao Chang picked up his cup and smiled: "Your family is a soldier."

Zhao Jianguo raised his thumb: "Gao, you are old, really tall."

"Actually, Junjun, this is the first time I've seen a child like this. He doesn't need to worry about his parents, and he has his own ideas about everything. The child's eyes reveal the understanding of an adult. Old Zhao, your Junjun, then You are really talented and intelligent, with a gentle personality. In ancient times, you could be a national scholar. You are very lucky!" Lao Chang sighed.

Zhao Xuejun, who was sitting on the side, shivered greatly, and blinked his eyes in doubt. He, with his appearance, is he still a national scholar?Are you kidding me?

"I don't know your sour words, I just know that when I hit Zhao Xuebing, I'm done. But do you know? I, I, I dare not hit Zhao Xuejun, even if he is my bastard son. I have to think about him. I don’t know what the consequences will be if I hit him. You may not believe it. The little thing that child said sometimes is so sweet. You cry when you are touched. But think again , he is just a child, peeing and muddy, getting into trouble and being naughty, this is a child. Right? Take last night as an example. Ah, in fact, we are still biased, and the children who are biased have been wronged. Hey..."

Lao Chang nodded: "One family has a hard-to-read scripture, which one is different, it's better for me, a lonely family, one person is full, and my whole family is not hungry!"

"You said my wife, she is not a mother. How can a mother talk to her son every day and ask him, can mother do this? Can mother do that? Does mother look good in this? You don't know, I sometimes listen to it, and I feel that my son is my father. Take last night as an example. Tell me, what the second child said is annoying, but I don’t dare to force the child anymore. If he runs away again Well, you said, I don’t have to hit the wall? Say the third child? Ordinary children will jump and toss with their brothers after hearing this. My third child is fine. He went to the room quietly and stayed there until he didn’t say a word. In the middle of the night. I was too frightened to go to sleep, for fear that the child would be overwhelmed and do something. I know that the second child is small-minded, but Junjun, he is not that big-hearted."

"Bullshit, the second child is going to run away, you tell him to run away, suffer a little, and suffer a little. If you are sensible earlier, you don't have to worry about it. If I were you, I would beat him eight times a day!"

"That's bullshit! Dare you say that you are not partial? That kid came to you if he had nothing to do. It's useless to ask you! My second child is smart, but he is also quite stupid. Every time the third child digs a hole, As soon as he fell in, I was anxious every time I saw it. My own son, he ran for a day, and I couldn’t bear to suffer for a day. You said, if something happened to them, I would not hit the wall. The boss now has his own big ideas As for the second child, he feels that he can't get to the sky, he can't get down to the ground, and he pity himself there. The child got into trouble because he wanted me to pay more attention to him. As for my third child... To be honest, I don't understand, I Zhao Jianguo is just an ordinary person, but look, he hid on the roof without saying a word in the middle of the night. When he got up this morning, he should eat and go to school as if he had nothing to do. He just expressed his two brothers' troubles. Nothing, I looked at Shen panic."

Zhao Jianguo chattered endlessly for a long time. He kept talking until the horn of the Central People's Broadcasting Station sounded. Then he got up, turned around and said to Lao Chang: "Tonight, we have something to do there. I will go back to work overtime." Get the car out of there.

Lao Chang sat for a while, and said to the back of the stone tablet: "Come out, how long are you going to hide?"

Zhao Xuejun stood up, stretched himself, strolled over, sat next to Lao Chang, picked up his father's half glass of water and drank it, he was really thirsty.

"Still angry with your brother?" Lao Chang sat beside him with a smile, and took out two pieces of sorghum glutinous rice from his pocket and gave him.

Pulling away the candy wrapper, Zhao Xuejun threw the candy into his mouth and smiled: "When you endure the anger for a while, your heart will be refreshed."

"Stinky boy, how old are you, don't talk like me!" Old Chang smiled angrily, and stretched out his hand to give him a big slap.

With sugar in his mouth, Zhao Xuejun asked a little unconvinced: "Did I use it wrong?"

"Not really."

"Then why did you hit me?"

"I'm happy."

Feeling depressed for a while, Zhao Xuejun stopped talking, but there was a child's angry expression on his face.Lao Chang stood up, leaving Zhao Xuejun sitting alone. After a while, he ordered two meals and handed Zhao Xuejun a bowl. The two sat in the yard and started eating.After eating for a while, I tapped the package with chopsticks, and often asked, "What is that?"

Wiping his mouth, Zhao Xuejun said, "You can see for yourself."

Putting the bowl aside, Lao Chang walked over to open the package, unwrapped a piece of dirty pasted paper, and stretched out half of the yard.

"Yeah?" This time, Lao Chang was shocked. He looked back and forth, his expression was like a child who found a toy, and he became more and more excited: "Good thing!"

Zhao Xuejun finished the soup in the bowl, walked over and knelt down and asked, "Uncle, how much is it worth if you give me the palm of your hand?"

Lao Chang laughed: "Fuck, where did you learn the crooked words? Can history be measured by money? What is this, this is the treasure of Shanxi, this is... the soul of Shanxi merchants..."

Zhao Xuejun smiled without saying a word, and watched Lao Chang take out a magnifying glass from the room to examine it carefully. After examining it for a while, he said: "This thing, it's gone, it's so complete, so...complete, put it here, uncle, I'll help you." Restore it, now, Wanlin is the only one who has this skill."

"Uncle, you can teach me this skill." Zhao Xuejun looked eagerly.

The old man immediately refused: "Don't learn this. All my life, it's because of this wife and children who broke up and died. You have a flawed personality and a lack of nature. You can write big characters. This craft needs to be a distraction. You can't do it. "

Zhao Xuejun didn't argue, and went to the side to pick up two empty bowls to wash.After Lao Chang packed those things, he took out an ancient book from the room, opened a page, and pointed to the position on one side. Zhao Xuejun walked over and sat down, propping his chin with both hands, and began to listen to Lao Chang read the ancient book to him.

"Adversity should be understood and accepted! In the world, since the beginning of knowledge, there have been unsatisfactory things. When a child calls his name, his meaning is unfair. From childhood to old age, there are often few good things and many unsatisfactory things. , although there are rich and noble people... very few..."

"Mom, where's my brother?" Zhao Xuebing wiped his sweat and asked his mother who was cooking.

Gao Juzi pokes the fire up and down with the fire pillar: "It's time to play."

"With whom?" Zhao Xuewen came in and asked.

"How do I know, you go ask San'er yourself, what time is it, and the dead child hasn't come back yet." Looking up at the dark sky, he was a little worried.

Zhao Jianguo pushed the car and entered the backyard. He said to the people inside through the glass: "Old Chang called the museum and said that Junjun had dinner there and would not come back at night." He took out a piece of cloth under the car seat, sat on the small bench and began to wipe the car.

This is the first time since Zhao Xuejun was born that he does not live at home.This whole night, from the oldest to the youngest in the family, everyone suffered from insomnia.Zhao Jianguo was furious over and over again: You son of a bitch, whoever said he is sensible, who said he won't lose his temper.What is this, to protest with Lao Tzu?fart!I don't care about him, let him live if he has the ability!