Suona sound deep in the mountains

After the road construction project started, nearly a hundred people came to work on the construction site every day.Work started at eight o'clock in the morning and ended at five o'clock in the afternoon when the whistle of the cannon sounded.People who come to work every day have to bring their own lunch, and the village does not entertain people.This was a unanimous decision made at the village representative meeting.The money raised by the village was used to purchase jackhammers, trolleys, blasting materials, etc.I have to go to the construction site every day.There are five people in my family, and I have to work for five months.Uncle Fu also came to work almost every day.He will do it for two months.Of all the people in the village, he is the only one who is farthest away. He starts down the mountain before dawn in the morning, and is often late when he arrives at the construction site.When I go back in the afternoon, I often have to go until dark.When I got home, I had to go to the house to mow grass in the dark.I'm really worried that he will mow the grass and touch the snake.And I myself don't have time to herd cattle during the day.Fortunately, I don't have to walk so far, and I can go to mow the grass in the morning when it is light.All of them were exhausted.It's more like Uncle Fu and me.We both have an elderly person to serve.In this way, it will be neglected to some extent.

In the first half of the year, the weather was fine, almost every day was sunny, but in the second half of the year, after the road construction started, the weather turned bad. It rained lightly almost every day, and the temperature dropped rapidly. It was not yet Chongyang Festival. In the festival, it becomes cool and whizzing.In early October, there was snowflakes in the sky.Because large-scale projects such as road construction now have modern large-scale machinery - there are jackhammers, forklifts, etc.Manpower only plays some auxiliary functions - building ridges, building bridges and so on.Work is progressing quickly.By the end of November, the roadbed has been formed and can pass ordinary vehicles.The villagers were also exhausted, and the construction site stopped.It will not be done until the winter of the second year.

Since the first snow fell in early October, there has been almost no good weather, one rain and one snow, and the snow has not melted.After work was suspended, I visited Uncle Fu a few times.Seventh Grandpa caught a cold, his body was cold and hot, and he couldn't eat.I went to see him, but I didn't have the strength to talk. Uncle Fu was anxious. He first found some herbs by himself, but after seeing that it didn't work, he went down the mountain and invited the village doctor. He took injections and western medicine every day, but he didn't get better. It got worse day by day.At this time, my father also caught a cold.Started to have a fever, headache, stuffy nose, bone pain.Cough also committed.I had to ask the village doctor for diagnosis and treatment.Later I heard that more than half of the elderly and children in the village were sick.Among all the patients, Grandpa Seven was the heaviest.Uncle Fu said anxiously, "I'm afraid my father will die."

One night, it was raining heavily, and it was still rinsing with sand and snow.I haven't gone up the mountain to see Uncle Fu and Grandpa Seven for a few days. It was already very late. I took care of my father in the house. I took a hot bath for my father with a Zhen bucket. Before I dressed him, I suddenly heard Uncle Fu called the door.I had a premonition that something was wrong, so I opened the door to let Uncle Fu come in. When I saw my father and me, Uncle Fu said with a heavy heart: "Shuishan, my father is dying, and I can't breathe. Can you take Shugan to have a look?" Him? So that he can leave with peace of mind?..."

"This—?" I hesitated.Father had long thought of going to Grandpa Seven to make amends and ask him to forgive him.But how to go on this freezing rainy night?When Uncle Fu saw that I didn't agree, he looked sad, turned around and left.I chased him out and called, "Uncle Fu, wait?" But he was already far away.

These fathers all saw it and said, "Shuishan, quickly carry me to Seventh Uncle's house. This is the last chance. If I miss tonight, I may never have the chance to ask Seventh Uncle's forgiveness... ..." I looked at my father's firm eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay!" I quickly put on clothes for my father, took an umbrella, carried my father on my back, and went out, quickly rushing into the dense rain and snow middle……

The rain was heavy and urgent, and it hit the umbrella with a "crackling" sound.The night sky was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.Fortunately, the roads in the mountains are generally not slippery, but sometimes you will accidentally fall when you step on a smooth stone.Walking in such a hurry, panic, darkness and heavy load, it is impossible not to fall.When I was halfway on the back, I felt exhausted, and suddenly I fell and fell, almost throwing my father off the cliff.Consciously grasping his father desperately, he got up with great difficulty and carried it on his back again.This happened several times, at least for more than an hour, before I reached Uncle Fu's stone house.When I opened the door and entered, Uncle Fu went down to Grandpa Seven’s bedside and wiped his father’s body with hot water—the custom in the village is to wipe his body clean and put on his shroud before he is about to lose his temper. When people lose their temper and their bodies become stiff, it will be difficult to put on the shroud.Seeing that we finally came, Uncle Fu was surprised at first, and then said: "Are you still here?" I nodded.I put my father down and supported him. It turned out that the clothes he was wearing were all wet.As soon as I put him down, my father eagerly crawled in front of Seventh Grandpa's bed and shouted loudly: "Seventh Uncle! I'm Shugan...you wait for me! I'm here! I'm here to apologize to you! Please forgive me! I am sorry for you... I am sorry for you..."

When Grandpa Seven heard the shout, he suddenly said "Ouch--", the voice seemed to come from outside the house.He moved his head, turned his head sideways.He couldn't see with his eyes and could only hear with his ears. Maybe it was a reflection of the light, but he actually spoke: "You came at this time?" My father said: "I'm sorry, Uncle Qi, I wanted to come a long time ago. But I can't go. I have been repenting for a long time. Please always forgive me!" At this time, Grandpa Seven was really dying, and he was panting with his mouth wide open, unable to connect his words: "Shuishan...is...your son?... ...you...go..." As he spoke, there was a "gurgling" sound in his throat, like a mouthful of phlegm rolling in it. To the side, breathless.

Uncle Fu cried out in grief: "Father——" and knelt down beside the bed.I also knelt down on my knees behind Uncle Fu, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.It's not that I'm sad, it's just that when people witness the death of others, they will feel sad when they witness the death of others, and their spirit is very fragile.Tears are an expression of this fragility.

Uncle Fu was distraught and fell down beside the bed crying.At this moment, his body was so lonely and thin, and his expression was so helpless.Uncle Fu was crying, not only his father, but also himself.Crying about his own experience, his own life experience, according to secular reasoning, his father is dead, and he is dying, and when uncle Fu is old and dying, there may be no one at all. Wouldn't it be more desolate behind him?

I took a step closer, put my hands on Uncle Fu's thin shoulders, and said sadly: "Uncle, don't be too sad. When you get old, you have to walk on this road. . . What should I do about Grandpa?" Uncle Fu stood up, clung to me weakly, and said, "What should I do? I have nothing at home except a few dans of grain, so I'm at a loss... ..." I said: "Don't worry about the money, it's all on me. You can't go down the mountain tonight. We'll call Grandfather Confucianism tomorrow morning and ask him to preside over it." Uncle Fu said: "Shuishan, I won't say any other polite words. For the sake of today, I won't treat you as an outsider. You should treat my affairs as your own. You must help me from the beginning to the end of this matter. ..."