Rebirth Night Talk

To be alive is a track with proper matching of large and small chords. There are low registers, high registers, preludes, mixed jumps, low tides, and peaks before the end. Sometimes life is a song that repeats itself.Even the two generations sometimes play repeatedly.Of course, with the skill of Destiny's plucking, after some subtle changes have occurred, even if it is repeated, the feeling will be different.

On October 1984, 10, the 1th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when the grand parade passed through the gate, a striking banner reading "Hello Xiaoping" was displayed in the parade of Peking University. Zhao Xuejun still felt so warm , warm.Touched sour.

In the previous life, the three brothers were dirty and smelly. They chattered while watching the military parade, and were kicked out by the adults in advance.Zhao Xuewen was anxious to watch TV, so he stuck his head against the iron grille of the window to watch.He was fascinated by watching TV, and was too greedy. In the end, he stuck a big head in someone's window and couldn't get it out.That night, when someone else was having dinner, the three brothers of the Zhao family were punished by kneeling.Because Zhao Xuewen was too embarrassing, his father scolded him as a dog who didn't know how to be a shameful and ugly dog.

In this life, the children of the Zhao family were taken to the Wang family early to sit on the sofa, eating melon seeds and eating cleaned grapes and apples.Mama Wang made dumplings with three delicacies stuffing.The children eat round bellies.

Wang Xi was a little fragile today, he was a little agitated by the atmosphere on TV.He kept crying and feeling embarrassed.So every time he took the opportunity of scratching his head, he quietly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Turning his head sideways, Zhao Xuejun looked up and down the young Wang Xi who was trying to hide his tears. The 14-year-old Wang Xi was jumping up and down like a chicken blood.Last year, he may still have some childlike flavor, innocent and playful.He fears his father and believes in all ghost stories and legends.This year, Wang Xi has followed in the footsteps of Zhao Xuewen and started to dream about what he will do when he grows up in the future, and how awesome he will be.He began to criticize the world and deny his father.Whenever he talked about something, he could always talk about his father, his dead-headedness, and the helpless generation gap between them in a roundabout way.He said that he didn't bother to argue with his father, and that one day, he would do something great and make the whole world look at him with admiration.

Wang Xi's eyelashes are very long, and because of crying, those eyelashes stick together in pinches.His skin, which has been exposed to the sun all year round, is dark, and the thickness of his mouth is even when viewed from the side, but the exposed teeth are a little crooked.Obviously, Wang Xi eats too much sugar and doesn't like to brush his teeth before going to bed.He is more like his mother, and Wang Xi's mother is a beautiful and euphemistic southern woman.I heard that in the past, she seemed to be the flower of a small village well-known in ten miles and eight villages.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Wang Xi probably felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head and gave Zhao Xuejun a look.

The lower lip was slightly pouting, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised. Zhao Xuejun smiled and pointed to his eyes: "I see you crying!"

"Crying? You're the one crying! Hmph, repeater!" Wang Xi sneered, and immediately knew he was wrong. He turned his head to look at Zhao Xuejun. Zhao Xuejun turned his head and continued to stare at the TV indifferently, but ignored him. .

This year's summer vacation ends, Zhao Xuejun should go to junior high school, but because he has been ill for more than half a year, his family thinks that it is right to go to the fifth grade of elementary school again, so Gao Juzi didn't ask the child's opinion at all, and went through the formalities directly .

It's true that the more you live, the more you go back. Zhao Xuejun is probably the only one who has been reborn.Unable to resist, Zhao Xuejun had no choice but to carry his schoolbag, and was forced to stay in the primary school with only the sound of camel bells in his ears.Repeating a grade really doesn't matter to Zhao Xuejun, he just hates the nursery rhyme that always surrounds him recently: Zhao Xuejun!The repeater sold peanuts, but he couldn't sell peanuts to the doctor. The doctor said he was a good student, but who knew he was a repeater.

Zhao Xuejun really wanted to look up to the sky and shout: I just had a car accident!

He talked to his mother, and even, he is willing to take the junior high school exam, but this is an age without human rights, parents will not ask you if you are willing, you just listen to the arrangement.Anyway, they are there for you.If you don't listen, you are treasonous!My eldest brother is in his first year of high school this year, so he doesn't live on campus, but lives at home.Originally, the family hoped that the eldest brother would go to a technical secondary school, and the technical secondary school in [-] was very impressive.Just when the eldest brother and the whole family were hesitating, the grandma who had never understood these things suddenly broke out and insisted that her grandson go to high school and take the college entrance examination.Zhao Jianguo is a dutiful son, although he still doesn't understand why his mother is so persistent in his grandson going to college.At the critical moment, he still respected his mother's opinion and sent a letter asking his son to apply for Wanlin No. [-] Middle School.

Zhao Xuejun won't tell his family members. For a long time, he has been nagging a certain concept in his grandmother's ear: a technical secondary school is equivalent to a scholar, and a high school graduate is a master.Hey, whatever you want to say about diploma assignments, the old lady doesn't understand at all.But when you talk about scholarly promotion, the old lady is clear about it.

The second brother, Zhao Xuebing, is in the second year of junior high school. He studies as well as his elder brother. He is still the first in the whole grade. Somewhat thin.This guy is born to wink and mess around.

Someone outside said that the Zhao family is a strange family. The most beloved child in this family is not a good student, but is sick in bed all year round, and Zhao Xuejun, a first-class child, is left behind.The Zhao family didn't respond to this at all. They don't care about anyone, so they don't need to report to the whole society, right?

After the military parade, Uncle Wang Lu drove the jeep in the army to pick up the children. Today is the National Day holiday, in order to educate the children and make them cherish the present life even more.Zhao Jianguo and Wang Lu wrote to discuss a lesson for the children. The name of this lesson is: Recalling Bitterness and Thinking about Sweetness.

With the excitement of going out, the five monkey cubs boarded the car noisily, but there were not enough seats.The back of the Beijing Jeep is a three-seater. Logically speaking, there is no problem for four people, but Gao Juzi brought a bunch of things for her husband in a mess.Isn't this going to change soon? In addition, after Zhao Jianguo left Jiangguan County with his team in late June, he never came back.His correspondent came back twice, once with [-] catties of potatoes and his remaining food coupons, and once with his wife to organize a few bags of clothes that the children in the family didn't wear.A daughter-in-law is always worried. Taking the opportunity, Gao Juzi wished to empty out the delicious food at home for her husband. She packed three big bags full of things, wishing to pack herself with her.In this way, the luggage occupies a person's place.There are no more than four people in the back.

Discuss, discuss, Wang Lu suggested that Wang Xi sit in front with Zhao Xuejun in his arms.Zhao Xuejun was so depressed that he was bedridden for more than half a year. He was thin and small.It seems that Zhao Mianqiu's glory days are gone forever.

Wang Xi hugged Zhao Xuejun, but he didn't care. This kid was light and flirtatious, and he didn't pose any threat to him at all.Besides, he offended him just now, and he also wanted to find a chance to reconcile.In this way, he hugged Zhao Xuejun's waist and sat in front.

Jiangguan County is more than 50 kilometers away from Wanlin City. The natural conditions in this area are very complicated, and the economic resources are extremely poor due to the perennial drought in this area.Most of the land in Jiangguan County is cinnamon soil and meadow soil. Most of the mountains are green stone mountains where no grass grows, and there are dry barren soil mountains with high loess slopes.The car went out from Wanlin City, and after walking for about an hour, the ground began to bump and bump, and the asphalt road was replaced by a narrow half-tar and half-slope road.

Because of boredom, the children gradually became calm from being noisy.No matter how small and isolated Wanlin City is, it is still a city.As for Jiangguan County, it was unexpectedly barren. With the disappearance of people, the atmosphere in the car turned dull.On the only road in the boundless barren hills and red land, after walking for more than an hour, I saw two ox carts.

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Uncle, my dad works here? "Boss Zhao Xuewen felt that Dad was pitiful.

Wang Lu drove the car, explaining with a smile indifferently: "Yes, your father works here, do you know why we came to build roads? Only by penetrating the mountains can we connect this place with the outside. Shanxi It is a poor place. In the past, it was called an old district, and there were many revolutionary ancestors. After liberation, many veteran cadres who went south have always been sorry for their hometown, and felt that they did not do anything for the people in their hometown. However, a province, because of the poverty of the region, depends on individuals. Not enough, here you need to study hard and work hard to absorb knowledge in order to build a good hometown in the future, your father chose the most barren place, you should learn from your father."

Hey, this Uncle Wang Lu, after all, is leading the soldiers, opening his mouth is just a cliché.

Zhao Xuejun didn't dare to open the window. It's windy today. As long as he dares to open the window, the wind will catch him. He can eat a mouthful of dirt.Uncle Wang Lu didn't drive the car fast, but slowly, and sometimes he even took a piece of cloth to wipe the dirt on the glass.Starting from [-]:[-] in the afternoon until the evening, thanks to the long sky in October and the sky was still slightly bright, this group of people found Jiangguan County.As soon as I entered the county, I was shocked again.Said it is a county seat, it is like a barren old village in the movie.After so many years of liberation, no matter what the politics are, Jiangguan County has persistently maintained its original appearance.What was it like before liberation, what is it like now.

On the flat wall at the entrance of the county seat, the slogan on the wall was left out of date many years ago: The reddest and reddest red sun in the hearts of the people of the world, our great mentor, our great leader, our great commander, Our great helmsman, our most beloved Chairman Mao, lives forever!Live forever!Live forever! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A main avenue in the county town, less than three kilometers from end to end.Man County looked up, and it was clear at a glance that there was no house above the second floor.The street is clean, but it is not a paved road, but a road paved with hard soil and old bricks.Wang Lu drove the car to Jiangguan County Middle School.The Jiangguan County Party Committee and Jiangguan County Middle School are located in a large overturned courtyard of an old temple, and there is a half wall separating the two units.Now it's National Day and the school is on holiday.

Wang Lu yelled a few times, and the county committee compound was completely quiet, except for a bald rooster who walked unhurriedly from the front of the car.Probably feeling that its territory had been violated, the stupid chicken turned around and pecked at the car tires a few times.Wang Lu honked the car horn a few more times.After a while, there was a middle-aged man wearing an apron who looked like a canteen master. He ran over erratically, looked at the car, and then had a pleasant look on his face: "Is it Wan Lin's guest? He is looking for our Zhao Is it from the secretary?"

Wang Lu smiled and patted the car door: "Hey! Hey! Come down, let's move on, we're here!"

This group of children almost got out of the car with their feet fluttering. The road was bumpy, and the bones were not scattered.Zhao Xuejun held the gate of the county committee and retched a few times. Wang Xi came over, supported him, and took out a sour tricolor from his pocket and gave it to him: "Well, sweet mouth is fine." Zhao Xuejun smiled and put the candy Put the piece in your mouth.

The master chef called himself Lao Duan. He let the group of people into the cafeteria, and neatly put the miscellaneous grain noodles that had been prepared a long time ago. After a while, six large bowls of noodles filled with coarse porcelain bowls were on the table.The whistle is kelp, potato and eggplant cubes with minced meat, which smells very fragrant.

Zhao Xuewen looked at the noodle bowl as big as a washbasin, and almost died of anxiety. He took a few mouthfuls, and asked Old Duan, the master who was squatting on the side smoking a pipe, "Uncle, where is my father?"

The old Duan knocked on the cigarette pipe and pot, and explained with a smile: "Secretary Zhao is digging wells on the top of the hill. After eating, I will take you there. Eat enough first, and you will have strength when you are full. You will have to walk a long way. Eat! Eat! Well, I made a lot of noodles, and Secretary Zhao gave me half a month's meal ticket for fine noodles, and a month's meal ticket for meat. Let's eat! There is meat, but it's all fat!"

Zhao Xuejun really lost his appetite, but he still ate half a bowl and drank a big bowl of noodle soup.After eating, Wang Lu bid farewell to the children, saying that he would pick them up in four days and that he was also busy in the army.After bidding farewell to Uncle Wang Lu, Lao Duan led them to walk outside the county town along the small road by the side of the county town. They walked for a short distance, and it was getting dark.

Wang Rui is lively everywhere. Seeing that everyone is silent, he has nothing to say: "Brother, you say, sell me to this mountain, I think, I will never get out again."

Anyway, Lao Duan also had something interesting to say, he smiled, turned his head and said to the children: "Isn't it true that the Japanese devils are afraid to come here, and they can't get out after entering."

"Hey? The Japanese devils have come?" Zhao Xuebing became interested.

The old Duan walked in front with his hands behind his back triumphantly: "Have you been here before! Have you left again! They looked at this place (not) really robbed it, so they ate two mouthfuls of our Jiangguan soil and left. Well... our place, Medel, can't even keep the soldiers, Japanese devils, bandits and robbers... military police... even the educated youths are gone!"

After walking for more than an hour, Zhao Xuejun could no longer walk. He squatted on the ground and was out of breath and could not speak a word.Zhao Xuewen came over, squatted down and carried his younger brother on his back, and carried his back for about 10 minutes. Someone called from the far side of the mountain col: "Is that the old paragraph..." After the sound, the children heard many more stories from far away. Echo of the mountain.

Old Duan replied loudly: "Yes!"

The other side laughed and shouted: "Why let the wolf take it?!"

"What are you doing with me? I don't have national food stamps! Hurry up, the kids are exhausted... why don't you come here sooner!" After he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled at the children: "Baby, Are you here to pick you up?"

A fellow villager wearing a black coat and a black coat like his grandfather in memory came over with a smile, and stretched out his hand to take Zhao Xuejun from Zhao Xuewen's back, his tone of pity couldn't be concealed: "Get in the car, get in the car, the car is comfortable... …Poor, exhausted. The old Duan is just a ball, baby, let’s go home!”

After that, Zhao Xuejun's memory was scattered, and a car accident destroyed his foundation.A few hours of bumps, plus two or three hours of uphill and downhill sitting on the donkey cart, the uncle who drove the cart made his liver tremble after listening to the tune.He vaguely felt that he was hugged by someone, his clothes and shoes were taken off, and he was stuffed into a warm place, and fell asleep like this.He could feel that it was his father's embrace, and that embrace made him extremely at ease.

In the morning of the next day, there were a few crisp metal impacts mixed with the crisp laughter of the women, and there was a sound of whipping and scolding as a man in the mountains was training sheep.The children chased after him chattering...Zhao Xuejun sat up from the bed in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and shrank back into the bed in fright.

The laughter got louder...

Looking around in a daze, this old cave dwelling that people in the mountains often live in is newly dug, and the bright red double happiness characters that have not faded are still stuck on the window lattice paper.Look at the quilt covered on the body, it is the big peony green leaves Ye Xinxi quilt.Zhao Xuejun looked around, the person who was supposed to be sleeping next to him seemed to have gotten up and left early.Some people have no conscience, so he was left alone, facing a group of old grandmothers, old ladies, and elder sisters-in-law and aunts in the village alone, and even the windows were full of spectators...

Zhao Xuejun looked at his cold bare shoulders covered by the quilt, and stretched his head to look for clothes.At this time, a 50-[-]-year-old aunt walked out of the crowd, first touched his head, and then asked very kindly: "Baby, wake up, wake up, and sleep for a while."

"Auntie, I woke up, where are my clothes?" Zhao Xuejun opened his mouth, and there was a burst of laughter in the room, which made him extremely embarrassed.

The aunt took a neatly folded shirt and handed it to him. Zhao Xuejun quickly put it on and climbed out of the bed. After he put on his shoes, he stood on the ground. Basin into the house.After putting it down, he looked at him with a smile and said, "Wash, wash."

"That's my daughter-in-law, and this is her new house." The aunt introduced with a smile, and folded the quilt non-stop.

Zhao Xuejun found his bag, took out towels, toothbrushes, and toothpaste, and began to perform personal hygiene for the grandmothers and aunts in the village in an awkward atmosphere.During this time, as long as he moved, it would be an inexplicable laugh, which made Zhao Xuejun keep turning.After tidying himself up, he sat on the edge of the kang honestly, really shy and didn't know how to be so good.The aunt of this family is holding a square table, and a small pot and dishes are placed on the table.She put the table on the kang, filled him with rice soup, served some small pickles, and also gave him three flowering steamed buns strung together with a chopstick.

Zhao Xuejun looked at the three big blossoming steamed buns, and was very worried. He drank a bowl of porridge, and after eating half of the steamed buns, he pushed the bowl over and said to the auntie: "Auntie, I can't eat any more, why don't you eat it?" I'll have it at noon." There was another burst of laughter.

After laughing, an old lady in the village grabbed one of his hands, first touched it, then turned it over, looked at it upside down, and showed off to others after watching it: "Come and see, tsk tsk, this baby's Hands, thin hair, long hair. Come and have a look, oh, really, long hands are very rich, dry hands to farm..."

Zhao Xuejun lowered his head, was forced to half-raise his hands, and let the group of people grope awkwardly. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and said to the aunt: "Auntie, where is my father?"

"dad?"

"Oh, dad, where's my dad?"

Zhao Xuejun followed the aunt's youngest son and walked slowly out of the village. He was just a sight to be seen along the way, followed by groups of chirping children.After walking a few steps, he had to stop to be looked at, questioned, and patted on the head.

Xiaoshantou Village is a natural village.There are about a hundred families living here, and these people have lived a simple and honest life for generations. Some people have never been to Jiangguan County, which is more than 20 miles away, in their entire lives.Zhao Jianguo brought his team here with great ideals and ambitions.

But after finding out the status quo, all his plans changed.He felt that if a county wants to find the most correct path in this reform, it is not radical or conservative, but to solve the people's livelihood in a down-to-earth manner and then talk about other things.Jiangguan County has been short of water since ancient times, and water is people's first life. Therefore, no matter how great your ideals are, you should take the first step steadily.

Therefore, Zhao Jianguo took his team and first inspected the current situation around Jiangguan County, then dismantled the team and distributed them to various towns, and started the first step of his work.It is to solve the problem of drinking water for the common people.Therefore, repairing Machi (local dialect: repairing a reservoir) and digging a deep well are the first jobs of the new leadership team in Jiangguan County.

Zhao Jianguo contracted the poorest Xiaoshantou Village here.Since humans have lived here, they have to walk more than ten miles every day to fetch water from a low-lying place in the valley.In case of drought, the wells in the valley will dry up.People in the village rely on the rainwater received from the storage wells in every household.Zhao Jianguo and the others found a technician from the provincial capital, surveyed in and out of the village for a month, and finally found a spot in the village.After confirming that there was water, Zhao Jianguo never went down the mountain again, and the county party committee resolved matters in the village on the spot.In this day and age, all the leaders in this old area are like this, not just Zhao Jianguo.

The sun on the small hill seems to be hotter than the sun in Wanlin City.Zhao Xuejun managed to get rid of the visiting group, and followed his aunt's little boy to a flat field near the village, where he could see the well-digging frame from a distance. He covered the sun with his hands and looked over there. He hadn't seen his father before, but he could recognize him at a glance from that group of people.Although he was wearing very shabby clothes, although he squatted there like an old farmer with a disheveled face, watching the well.Zhao Xuejun could still recognize the backbone that belonged to his father, and he yelled: "Dad!"

Zhao Jianguo stood up, looked sideways, and then laughed and introduced to others: "This is my third son, the youngest baby." After speaking, he ran over, walked up to his son and knelt down, and looked at him affectionately: "I shouldn't have called you here. I've suffered, I've suffered." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, touched his son's head and asked, "Is your chest tight?"

Zhao Xuejun burst into tears, shook his head again and again, hugged his father and said: "Dad, why don't you stop doing it, go home, I will take care of you." , lost three laps, and aged ten years.He swore that he would let his father enjoy the blessings in this life, and he could eat whatever he wanted.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about, the water is about to come out, your father and I, in this life... are just worthless, and Xiangfu will suffocate to death." Zhao Jianguo picked up his son and hugged his son vigorously, then put him down.The mountain baby over there roared with laughter, expressing disdain.As their father and son walked, Zhao Jianguo babbled: "When I came here, I felt that this life is not worth living. It is a loss to the people here. You said that Dad earns tens of dollars a month, and eats rice and white noodles. , I still complain every day, I have suffered before, and I feel that I should enjoy the blessings. Hey...wrong, all wrong..."

Walking to the well, Zhao Jianguo put his son down, pointed to the deep well and said, "Son, this is Dad's well." After he finished speaking, he introduced his baby to the villagers. The mouth of the well did not move.

Zhao Xuejun obediently sat on the stone millstone beside him, looking at his father, and after a while, Zhao Xuewen and the others came running back.They have been playing around here for a while, and they have been feeling emotional for a while.Seeing Zhao Xuejun, they came over very excitedly and chattered a lot, and after finishing speaking, they dragged him and ran away.It probably means that there is a surprising place at the entrance of the village, and Zhao Xuejun must not be able to guess what it is.