How about it? Are you still used to living in Xinchuan? Luo Yongnian suddenly walked to my desk, holding the table with one hand and holding his thermos filled with tea stain in the other hand
OK, it feels pretty good
I stopped working and turned to look at him
He took a sip of the tea in the cup and pointed at my computer with a smile: You young people are more familiar with Ah. In the past few days, our newspaper's official account fans have increased a lot.
I lowered my head and smiled: No, actually our newspaper’s manuscript is very well written, but some are written too long and are not suitable for publishing on self-media such as WeChat public accounts
Old Luo nodded silently and said nothing
I was thinking he was going back to the office, but he suddenly patted my shoulder: Xiaojia, stop writing, let's stop today, anyway, today's manuscript has been published, and I'm off work now, so go with me for a drink
Lao Luo didn't mention it, I haven't noticed it yet. Sixteen minutes was displayed in the lower right corner of the computer screen.
I thought about it and I was just a newcomer, and Lao Luo is my immediate boss. No matter how you say it, you can't find a reason to refuse.
Had to agree
Clean up the things, I'll drive downstairs and wait for you at the door. Lao Luo threw down this sentence and walked out of the newspaper door.
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu, the fragrance of wheat is mixed with a hint of bitterness, which stimulates my taste buds
Swallowed it in one sip, and the cold beer made me feel a little tired before, and I instantly became much more relaxed.
Don't just drink Ah, come and eat some skewers. Lao Luo handed me a big skewer of red willows on the plate. I quickly put down my glass and took it down
It's really comfortable to eat and drink, relax. Lao Luo sipped half of the ice beer, and his whole face turned rosy. I looked at his Guan Gong's face, smiled and didn't say anything
The decoration of this barbecue restaurant is very steampunk. There is a layer of bronze wallpaper on the wall, and several reliefs of the engine section structure are hung on it. The tables, chairs, and benches are twisted by copper steel pipes.
Even the mugs we drink are made of metal, no wonder I said it was heavy in my hands
But the decorations in the store look a bit old, and the wallpapers in the corners are a little bit skinny
The decoration of this barbecue restaurant is pretty good, right?
Lao Luo saw me carefully observing the store for a long time and asked with a smile
I nodded: It feels like a steam era, a bit like a Victorian London
Lao Luo smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: In the past, Xinchuan was a transportation hub in the entire western Han Dynasty. It started to build railways to transport coal in the late Qing Dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, the railway also had to pass through Xinchuan to connect the north and south. This function continued until the 1990s.
Lao Luo vomited a smoke ring and watched it rise slowly
Whenever Xinchuan was mentioned, everyone would always think of trains, factories, and chimneys. Lao Luo was still looking at the dim light on our heads.
The environment was not good at that time, the sky was always gray, and the chimneys of the factory were always filled with white smoke. The sound of the trains kept ringing. Although this was the case, everyone still liked the city, where they could make money. After speaking, Lao Luo took out another cigarette from his pocket, but put it down again when he put it on his mouth.
Who knew that in the late 1990s, coal mine accidents emerged one after another, and pollution problems became more and more serious. Those with wealthy, those with power and those who could run away ran away, leaving only a bunch of messes until now, they still look half dead.
When I recalled Xinchuan, the high-speed railway passed through an industrial park outside the city. The large open and dilapidated factory building, half of the chimney, just proved Lao Luo's words
Actually, I asked you out this time, and I actually have something I want to discuss with you
Lao Luo turned his head to look at me
He kept talking, and suddenly he just looked at me like that, and I felt a little nervous
Lao Luo, just say anything, I smiled and patted Lao Luo on the shoulder
Actually, it’s nothing. We go to Xinchuan to collect folk songs every year and write mid-year specials and other newspapers. You have also seen other people in newspapers. They are all old-ages. I feel embarrassed to ask them to run around again, so I want you to go with me.
I smiled and thought it was something big, but it turned out that it was just going to collect folk songs: So where are we going to collect folk songs? When will we leave?
Tomorrow, not far away, Mafu County, more than 30 kilometers south of Xinchuan City, I will go directly to your dormitory to pick you up tomorrow
OK, no problem, I will go back and clean up later. I didn't think too much about agreeing to Lao Luo's request.
Back to the dormitory from the barbecue restaurant, I habitually turned on my phone and looked at it.
Both call history and WeChat messages are still blank
I hesitated whether to send a message or call my mother, but I still missed it.
Actually, I have been in Xinchuan for more than half a month
But I still remember everything that happened to my mother in the repair shop dormitory that night, and I still remember it fresh.
Although during this period, I have gradually calmed down
But I still don't know how to deal with the consequences of this matter
And I never figured out why my mother suddenly appeared in my dormitory
I didn't give her the key to the dormitory, how did she open the door?
The more I thought about it, the more annoying I became, I simply stopped thinking about it, and after taking a shower, I went to bed
The next morning, Lao Luo drove his black Suzuki YuYàn to the bottom of my dormitory.
After getting in the car, I put my luggage in the back seat. The beer I drank last night was a bit too much so that I couldn't sleep well all night.
I glanced at Lao Luo and found that he was quite energetic
The car slowly drove out of the city. I listened to Lao Luo talking about the customs and customs of Mafu County along the way.
I guess Lao Luo kept talking like this to avoid the embarrassment of having nothing to say in the car
But I was really tired and didn't know when I fell asleep on the back of the seat
When I woke up, Lao Luo in the driver's seat was gone.
Looking around, we seem to have arrived at a market
After getting off the car, I found that there were a few big gold-plated words hanging on the steel frame above my head: Mafu County Grocery Wholesale Market, I was a little confused, and I saw that Lao Luo was holding a list and was in a store and didn't know what to buy.
Lao Luo, aren’t we going to the field? Why are you buying these things? When I walked into the store, I found that Lao Luo was buying some food and beverages, some messy gift packs and other things.
Lao Luo did not answer my question, but instead took the list in his hand, then turned to me and said: Xiao Jia, are you awake? You came just in time. You drove my car to the yard behind the store and parked it, then took the things to the black pickup truck, and then drove the pickup truck over.
Lao Luo threw me a car key, and then he continued to talk to the store about the things on the list. I didn't know how to ask anymore, so he went back to drive Lao Luo's rain to the backyard of the store.
A very worn black pickup truck parked in the backyard. There were countless scratches visible to the naked eye on the body of the car. It was probably not cleaned for a long time. The scratches left by the wipers were carved on the windshield.
There is only one Ty left behind the Toyota Tyta behind the car, but this car is indeed quite like an old toy.
I put the goods behind the pickup truck and drove the car to the store entrance
Lao Luo stood at the door with big bags of things, like a rural teacher preparing to return to his hometown.
After Lao Luo put all these things in the pickup truck's warehouse, he sat in the driver's seat.
Still holding that list, I was talking to myself: soy sauce, white sugar, sweet potato flour, Wangwang gift pack, foot basin
I couldn't help but interrupt Lao Luo: Lao Luo, aren't we going to Mafu County to collect folk songs? Isn't this Mafu County? Why are you buying these things?
Lao Luo smiled sly and said: To Ah, we are going to Mafu County to collect folk songs, but I didn't say that we were going to Mafu County to collect folk songs.
I feel something is wrong: Then where are we going?
Lao Luo pushed the pair of thin-framed glasses on his nose: Chengjiatun, not far from the county town
I didn't ask again, but looking at the piles of big and small bags of things in the pickup truck warehouse, I had a premonition that this ten-kilometer road would probably not be easy to walk.
Before leaving Mafu County, Lao Luo and I had lunch in a restaurant in the county. Lao Luo had a special liking for a special dish in Mafu County. I didn’t eat much of three crucian carp that cost more than one pound, but Lao Luo made a round one.
On the way out of the county town, Lao Luo kept telling me that he would eat again when he came back from the field trip.
After lunch, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon
Shortly after we drove out of the county town, we turned on a second-level road from the national highway
During this period, Lao Luo told me that the things on the back of the car were prepared for the village chief of Chengjiatun. In fact, it was the village chief, but it was also considered half a guide. Before, Lao Luo and his friends were collecting folk songs in Chengjiatun, and the village chief helped them a lot.
As for this pickup, it was rented by Lao Luo from the store owner just now.
Lao Luo’s Yu Yàn has a low chassis, a small trunk, and not enough power. It’s okay to drive in the city, but if you go into the mountain and run a mountain road, it will definitely not work.
While driving, Lao Luo told me the interesting things that happened when they came to visit here for field trips. The seat back of this pickup truck was very hard and the shock absorption seemed not good, so I didn't sleep.
Instead, listened silently to Lao Luo's words
I don't know how long it took, our pickup truck turned from the second-level road into a loess road. The width of this loess road could only accommodate two cars very barely, and the road surface was uneven. In addition, the shock absorber of this pickup truck had to sit up straight and grab the handle above the window with my hands.
Lao Luo stopped talking and started driving seriously
I don’t know how long I was silent, but Lao Luo suddenly asked me: Xiaojia, what time is it now?
I glanced at my phone: 5:30
Lao Luo raised his head slightly and looked at the sky with a serious expression: You sit firmly, we have to drive faster, it is going to rain this day, this loess road will be a mud pond when it rains, and it will be troublesome at that time.
I nodded, grabbed the handle on the car window and Lao Luo increased the accelerator. Although we were indeed moving faster, at the same time, the bumps in the car body became more serious.
The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker. In less than twenty minutes, the sky has become gloomy
After a while, a thin layer of water mist appeared on the front windshield of the pickup truck, and drizzled in the sky began to float.
I turned around and asked Lao Luo: How long will it take for us to drive?
Lao Luo stared at the road that had begun to become wet: there were about two hours left
More than two hours?! Lao Luo, what miles did you say? I was a little surprised
You have also seen this mountain road. It was not easy to drive. I didn't expect it to rain today. If it didn't rain, I would probably be there in more than an hour.
Lao Luo seemed a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained
No wonder the old employees in the newspaper are unwilling to come out to collect folk songs with Lao Luo. With such road conditions, a young man in his twenties feels a little sick. If it were the old employees in his 40s in the newspaper, no one would be able to withstand it.
The sky began to darken gradually. I looked at the time on my phone. It was already past six o'clock.
The drizzle in the sky began to grow bigger, falling heavily on the body of the car, making a crackling sound
Lao Luo turned on the wipers and high beams, and carefully advanced on this already muddy loess road.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little nervous, and I felt like our car was getting slower and slower
Suddenly the pickup truck's body shook violently, and I leaned forward a lot, as if I was walking normally and kicked a stone and staggered.
Then we found that our car had completely stopped and stopped.
I was about to ask Lao Luo why he stopped, but I found that Lao Luo was holding the steering wheel with his right hand and putting his left hand on his stomach. He lay on the steering wheel with beans on his forehead. His forehead was covered with beans-sized sweat beads. His whole body was in a very bad condition.
Lao Luo, what's going on? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?
Lao Luo frowned, and there seemed to be more and more sweat on his face. While taking out his cell phone from his pocket and handing it to me, he said with great difficulty: Get out of the car and look at the wheel on the right, and then quickly call the village chief. My stomach is in trouble. Now I can't straighten my waist.
I didn't bother to take the umbrella, so I hurriedly opened the car door. When I got out of the car, I found that the right front wheel of the pickup truck was trapped in a pit on the yellow dirt road. The unfortunate thing was that there was a large piece of gravel in the pit, and there were several very sharp protrusions on the surface of the gravel.
A big hole has been pierced on the right front wheel of the pickup truck, and the accumulated water in the pit is pouring into it
Damn, I thought something would happen sooner or later when driving such an old tank to run the mountain road
I cursed Lao Luo in my heart and rented such a broken car
But now it's useless to scold, this pickup truck has no spare tire
My clothes were almost wet by the rain. When I got back to the car, I used Lao Luo's cell phone to dial the village chief and told us what we are doing now
The village chief was very anxious: Where are you now? The car can be repaired tomorrow. I will take Master Luo first.
We are now, I can't explain clearly. I looked around and tried to find a landmark reference.
Village Chief, we are in this place now, next to it, there is an eucalyptus forest, and there is a big willow tree in front of the eucalyptus forest. The big willow tree in front of the eucalyptus forest beside the mountain road attracted my attention.
Big Willow Tree, why can you die? Forget something wrong in that place, you stay where you are first, I will come over and pick you up immediately
The village chief's words revealed a sense of helplessness
After putting down the phone, I opened a bottle of mineral water: Lao Luo, does it still hurt? Do you want to drink some water?
Lao Luo was lying on the steering wheel, his face turned pale, and he waved his hand at me weakly
In this state, something will happen if you drag on it like this.
Lao Luo's condition is getting worse and worse, he covers his stomach and keeps breathing heavily
I have to send Lao Luo to the hospital as soon as possible, or find a doctor
I called 120 emergency number, and the hospital said that I would send an ambulance to me immediately. I hung up the phone and kept comforting Lao Luo beside me, feeling anxious.
After a while, I suddenly heard someone knocking on our car door. The car glass on the car door was covered with a black sunscreen. I rolled down the car window and found a man standing next to the car with a board.
This man is tall but also thin. His gray beard forms a clear contrast with his dark skin. The wrinkles on his face are like deep ravines, and his small eyes are staring at us dull.
I didn't expect the village chief to call someone so soon. Are you the one who asked the village chief to help us? Hello, we are
Before I finished speaking, he walked to the cab and opened the door, grabbed one of Lao Luo's hands, and touched Lao Luo's pulse
Then he carried Lao Luo directly to the cart and put a layer of raincoat on Lao Luo.
Uncle, don’t we have to wait for the village chief?
I hurriedly got out of the car and followed him, but he seemed to turn a deaf ear to my words, just pushing the cart toward the eucalyptus forest
I'm a little weird and worried, but now there's nothing else to do
After I followed this old man through the eucalyptus forest, I don’t know how long it took to walk before I came to a small yard
The structure of this yard is a bit like a courtyard, but it has been changed into a cowl on the west side.
The old man carried Lao Luo into the kang bed in the east room, wiped Lao Luo's face and hair with a cloth, then reached out to Lao Luo's abdomen and pressed it. Lao Luo, who was originally a little confused, screamed miserable.
The old man still had no expression on his face and turned around to another room. He was rummaging through the cabinets and didn't know what to look for.
When he returned to the east room again, he held a piece of long cloth rolled into strips and a piece of paper in his hand.
He sat down on the edge of the kang and handed me the piece of paper in his hand.
The paper is written in traditional Chinese: In the kitchen next to the cow bar, a scoop of hot water in the pot
I walked to the kitchen, and the pot was burning hot water. I took a gourd ladle and scooped a can of water back to the east house.
In the room, I untied Lao Luo's hole, pulled out a few silver needles from the cloth strip, and stabbed them on several parts of Lao Luo's body.
Although I was a little doubtful, when I saw Lao Luo's frown slowly stretching, I felt relieved.
After the old man finished the needle, he took my scoop and fed Lao Luo a few sips of hot water.
Then I handed the water scoop to me again, and I was a little at a loss
He went out again, and a sound of pulling the drawer came from his room. I put the water scoop aside and walked out of the door.
Seeing him walking towards the kitchen with a handful of plant things that he didn't know what it was
Then he walked straight towards me and stuffed me a note: Boil it into a bowl of water and give it to him to drink. Then the old man returned to his house and inserted the door.
I came to the kitchen and sat next to the stove
The swaying flames made me feel warm, and my clothes were slowly dried
Once a person relaxes from a highly nervous state, he will easily feel tired.
I don't know when, I fell asleep with my back against this little bamboo chair
I had a dream and I changed back to my childhood. I wore that white overalls, sat by the kitchen in my hometown, holding a piece of dogtail grass and teasing the big yellow dog in my hometown.
Grandma sat next to the stove, holding tongs and fiddling with the firewood in the stove
The fire is getting stronger and stronger, making crackling sounds. Grandma gets up and says she wants to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables
But I saw it raining heavily outside the house, and I told my grandma to tell her not to go out.
But grandma seemed to be crazy and walked straight into the rain
I shouted loudly, and the big yellow dog beside me also let out a low roar at the rain and mist.
But grandma didn't react at all, and two figures appeared in the rain, one black and one white, each holding an umbrella and standing on the side of grandma.
The man in white looked back at me, and the big yellow dog lies on the ground and whine in pain, and the torch in the stove suddenly extinguished
Suddenly a cold hand was placed on my shoulder, and I suddenly woke up from my sleep, and sat on the ground in panic
You are the young man brought by Lao Luo? I am the village chief of Chengjiatun, my name is Cheng Fanghan. Then the fire light came to see clearly the old man in front of me wearing a white jacket and a straw hat.
I took a breath, stood up from the ground and patted the dust on my body, and stretched out my right hand. Hello, Village Chief Cheng, I am an intern at Xinchuan Evening News, my name is Zheng Jia
Oh, reporter Zheng doesn't have to be so polite, just call me old man
Cheng Fanghan held my hand, his hands were covered with calluses, but they were very powerful
How is Lao Luo? Oh, there is such a mess on this halfway, and this bad road in our village is hard to walk on for a long time. I have arrived. I really have to wait for you for a long time.
When he mentioned Lao Luo, I remembered that the pot was still boiling the medicine that the strange old man had for Lao Luo.
I quickly uncovered the lid of the pot, but fortunately the soup in the pot was not dried
I picked up the soup spoon, put the medicine soup in the pot, and returned to the east room to take it to Lao Luo. Lao Luo forced himself to get up, and after drinking the medicine soup, I fell asleep again. Only then did I finish everything
It was only then that I noticed that the weird old man came out of his house again at some point.
Old Man Cheng was telling him these things, but he remained silent. He just nodded and waved his hand to signal Cheng Fanghan to leave.
Young Master, I think it's not too early. You can go to my place tonight. Lao Luo will stay here tonight. Let's come here again tomorrow.
Dumb?
It turns out that weird old man is a disabled person
Old Man Cheng turned around and patted the door of the monster old man: I'll go back first, come here again tomorrow, no response came from the room
Old Man Cheng turned around and signaled me to go out
I followed him through the eucalyptus forest and returned to the yellow mud road
His tractor was leaning against our pickup truck. I packed up my luggage, moved the things in the car to Old Man Cheng's tractor, and then called the hospital to inform them that they didn't have to come here.
Then he got on the tractor and slowly swayed into Chengjiatun as Old Man Cheng
Old Man Cheng’s house is a three-story building. It is said to be a small building, but in fact, there is only a layer of putty scraped in the building, and the ground is still cement.
Red brick cement is still exposed outside the building
Old Man Cheng heated a few dishes for me and cooked a large pot of hot water.
I took a few bites, then took a shower, and changed my half-wet and half-dry clothes on my body.
Maybe it was because I had just slept in front of the stove of the mute Zhang family for a long time, so I didn't feel very tired after taking a shower.
I saw Old Man Cheng sitting on a small stool in front of his house, holding a pack of bulk tobacco and cigarette paper in his hand, making a roll of cigarettes
I suddenly wanted to talk to him about the muteness. I remembered that there seemed to be half a bag of Yuxi in my pants pocket. So I took it out and took a bamboo chair and sat next to Old Man Cheng: Uncle, come, try this. I pulled out three Yuxi and handed it to Old Man Cheng.
Old Man Cheng's eyes lit up and he took the cigarette with a smile: Yuxi Ah, not bad
I took out the lighter and ordered the old man to take a deep breath: Thank you and Lao Luo tonight, but fortunately I didn’t go to drink tonight, otherwise it would be troublesome
The rain was about to stop on the way back when Old Man Cheng and I were about to stop, but now the rain started to fall again
Uncle, I'm actually quite strange. Hasn't the government already made a policy arrangement to relocate? Why is that mute Zhang still living alone behind the eucalyptus forest? I played with the lighter in my hand and watched the heavy rain outside the house.
Hey, this matter is actually quite complicated. In our village, Chengjiatun, except for the ones who married in, almost all the other people's surnames are Cheng, and they are somewhat related, but Zhang is mute, and their surname is Zhang.
What you mean is that Ya Zhang is not actually a member of this village? So the village doesn’t let him move in?
After Old Man Cheng said this, I realized that it seems that this is true. Generally, villages with large surnames are not willing to let someone with other surnames move to their own village.
You are half right. Ya Zhang is indeed not from our village, but it is not that we don’t want him to move in, and he himself doesn’t want to contact people in this village again.
Old Man Cheng squinted his eyes and shook the ashes on his hands
Ya Zhang, in fact, he was not a mute at the beginning. He was a educated youth who came to our village to go up and down the countryside in 60s. At that time, our village was even more poor and backward than now. In and out, most of the villagers were mud houses. Everyone made a living by planting some places. Ya Zhang's group of people seemed to be a Chinese medicine student at home. He also knew Chinese medicine very well. After coming to our village, he helped with agricultural production and took time to see everyone. You may not believe it. Before Ya Zhang came, if someone in our village was sick, he would either walk several miles to the city for medical treatment or go to the local doctor in the next village. However, that doctor had only a few prescriptions, and treating people and animals. So if he had an acute illness at that time, he might really make people die.
Speaking of this, Old Man Cheng smiled helplessly
After the mute Zhang came, although he would not be able to cure any disease, as long as he said he could cure it, it was basically cured. So at that time, many people in our village would go to find him when they were sick. There was a widow named Tian in our village. He was in his thirties. When the villagers called her, Aunt Tian had two husbands. One died of illness and the other was arrested by the Kuomintang and refused to go. After being beaten to death, Aunt Tian never got married again. He lived alone for one time. Aunt Tian worked in the field. He didn't know what happened and fell into the field. Later, someone was carried to Jade Zhang.Ya Zhang didn't say anything. She had a few needles and asked Aunt Tian to take some medicine for a long time. Aunt Tian's illness recovered. At that time, Ya Zhang and his educated youth lived in the empty mud houses at the entrance of the village. The conditions were very poor. It was stuffy in summer and was ventilated in winter. After Aunt Tian recovered from the ventilated room, in return, she wanted Ya Zhang to live in Aunt Tian's firewood room. Although the firewood room was quite far from where Aunt Tian lived, Ya Zhang was afraid that Aunt Tian would be gossiped, so she took one of his fellow villagers to live with Aunt Tian's firewood room. Although it was not spacious, it was at least a little dry and not that cold.
Speaking of this, the old man snatched the cigarette butt in his hand and lit another one again
Later, Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang were together? I asked carefully
Old Man Cheng turned his head and looked at me with his eyes narrowed, and nodded slowly: When did they start? No one knows that at that time, I was still a half-aged child, and I was in my teens. I discovered that their affairs were also due to an accident. At that time, every household burned firewood. One day, my mother asked me to borrow some of them from Aunt Tian’s house. At that time, Aunt Tian didn’t say anything, so she asked me to carry it to the firewood room. When I was cleaning up the firewood, I found two black wire hair cards under the bed of Ya Zhang and his fellow countrymen. It was obvious that it was Aunt Tian’s hair card. But as for whom it was related to Aunt Tian, I thought about it and felt that it was only Mutual Zhang, because the Mutual Zhang’s fellow countrymen was a fat man, who was cheating on him all day long. Aunt Tian couldn’t take a look at such a person and could move to the firewood room. In fact, it was also because of Mutual Zhang’s light.
The old man put out the cigarette, picked up the water cup full of tea stains on the ground and took a sip: What happened later was because of the fellow villager of Ya Zhang, who was a dog, I don’t know when I discovered the matter between Ya Zhang and Aunt Tian, and he threatened Ya Zhang and asked Aunt Tian to sleep with him, otherwise he would spread the matter out.
When Mr. Cheng said this, he cursed a few local dialects. Although I couldn't understand it, I could tell that he was angry.
The mute Zhang refused and beat the fat man up. As a result, this bitch raised something. The next day, at the meeting of the brigade, he said sarcastically that there was something wrong with lifestyle and why he was not aware of his wife's wise man. At that time, the captain of the production team was a wise man. He didn't want to turn a blind eye to such things, so he passed by. But Ah, the so-called widow's right and wrong in front of the door, and the team couldn't stand the many gossips in the village, and they always pointed at Aunt Tian behind their backs. Mute Zhang was afraid that the matter would be a big deal, so he temporarily stopped dealing with Aunt Tian. Seeing this, the fat man went to harass Aunt Tian again, and was scolded by Aunt Tian.As a result, the next day, the fat man disappeared. Aunt Tian thought that the fat man gave up. Who knew that two days later, the fat man came back from the county with a few people in military uniforms and said that Aunt Tian was a Kuomintang spy. Because Aunt Tian’s home had information about the Kuomintang, in fact, the so-called Kuomintang information was the ex-husband who was arrested as a strong man. The few papers left by Aunt Tian, who was wearing military uniforms, arrested Aunt Tian and was caught at the village meeting the next day. At the village meeting, he said that Aunt Tian was a remnant of the Kuomintang. The capitalist-roader's torn shoes said that the public trial meeting would be held in a few days. When the trial of Aunt Tian, the fat man who was fucked, stood behind and smiled.The old man Cheng became more and more angry as he spoke, and he couldn't help but curse a few more swear words.
Just a few pieces of paper can do this? Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang, one is not married, the other is not married, and what is there to say about what Old Man Cheng said, I feel very absurd.
Old Man Cheng looked at me and shook his head with a smile: Young man, I thought the same as you did at that time, but at that time, I dare not say that as you said at that time, Ah, the people were still in the same way as before, especially in the villages like ours, according to the thoughts of that era, widows should be widows for the rest of their lives and could not find men, especially young men. Aunt Tian is about ten years older than Ya Zhang, and Aunt Tian is also a widow. In the past, Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang got together, one elder and one junior, and this is incest!
When Old Man Cheng said the two words "Incest", it seemed that he suddenly touched a nerve in my mind. I didn't expect Old Man Cheng to say these two words, and I didn't know how to answer the conversation.
At that time, the public trial meeting was actually criticism and fighting. At that time, there was no law at all. The criticism and fighting really made people die. Of course, he also knew the result of the criticism and fighting. So the police planned to secretly rescue Aunt Tian. Before the public trial, he left Chengjiatun with Aunt Tian. Who knew that those people had already sent people to stay in Aunt Guan Tian's broken house. As soon as he got Aunt Tian out, he was caught by those people. They said that the mute Zhang was developed by Aunt Tian with his body. They said that the mute Zhang was also a remnant of the Kuomintang, and that the spy locked up the mute Zhang.
What happened later? What happened later? Although what Mr. Cheng said sounds ridiculous now, what is the reason for it in that lawless era?
Later? Later I didn't know that after Ya Zhang was locked up, he had been making trouble for me before. I secretly sent him food and drink while the gatekeeper was away. He was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. I kept asking about my Aunt Tian's situation. But I didn't know the public trial meeting at all. My family didn't let me go. It was said that the child could not see me. A few days after the public trial, I saw that a white banner was hung at Aunt Tian's doorstep. Ya Zhang was released not long after it was released. But after he came out, he was crazy. It was not normal. At that time, no one in the village was willing to help Aunt Tian handle the funeral. Ya Zhang's moneyThere was no more, so he knelt everywhere and begged people to borrow money. When they met, they knelt down and kowtowed, and their foreheads were bleeding, but no one was willing to give it to him. Everyone saw him like a leper. In the end, it was my grandfather who asked me to secretly send him some money. Ya Zhang bought a pair of thin-skinned coffins and buried Aunt Tian under the big willow tree. Since then, Ya Zhang couldn't speak, so he built a shed by himself, guarding the tree day and night without doing anything, muttering something, but there was no sound until I became the village chief that I got a minimum living allowance and those rooms
Then, what about that fat man? Are those people doing nothing? I can't accept such a result
The village chief's smile was a little bitter: Young people, good people will be rewarded, bad people will be rewarded, only when they are told, this is the case, whether the fat man has suffered retribution now, I don't know, but at least at that time, I didn't go crazy, so I also went to the fat man to take revenge on him, but I went there a few times, and every time I was beaten to the head and blood, and my legs were beaten and lame. Later, the fat man left with those in military uniforms, and I don't know where to go
The rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier. I sat next to Mr. Cheng, speechless
Young man, these things are all the old calendars of the past. Just listen, don’t think too much, it’s getting late, go to bed early. Old Man Cheng patted my shoulder, wanting me to relax
Village Chief, then do you think of this kind of relationship between Aunt Zhang and Tian, right? I turned my head and looked at the village chief's eyes, wanting to find an answer from this stranger
The village chief did not answer me immediately, but lit the dirt cigarette he had rolled up before, took a deep breath, and then said to me half-jokingly: Oh, you cultural people, Ah, everything is good, but sometimes you have to be right and wrong, and everything has to be divided into right and wrong, I ask you, you must have done something wrong when you were a child, right?
I nodded, and the village chief continued: Then how did you know that you did something wrong? It must be because your family members or someone else said that you knew that you did something wrong, right? But if no one said you, would you think you did something wrong? You would definitely think that you did nothing wrong, just like Aunt Zhang and Tian. In that era, they were incest and had to make a torn shoe. But at that time, whether it was Aunt Zhang or Aunt Tian, did they really do something wrong? Or was it that most people thought they did something wrong at that time, so they were wrong? If their affairs were discussed today, they would still be considered wrong, is it wrong? In fact, many things are not so many, right and wrong, but people have to distinguish between black and white, right and wrong, so there are so many right and wrong, and the more they talk, the more mysterious they are, don't say so much, go to bed early
After speaking, Old Man Cheng collected all the tobacco and tobacco paper, carried the water cup and stool, and returned to the house.
I was the only one sitting at the door, watching the heavy rain, thinking
Young people, in fact, there are not so many things, right and wrong. It’s just that people have to distinguish between black and white, right and wrong, so there are so many right and wrong.
Although the village chief is a farmer with no education, his words seem to be a current that directs the nerve that has been entangled in my mind.
OK, it feels pretty good
I stopped working and turned to look at him
He took a sip of the tea in the cup and pointed at my computer with a smile: You young people are more familiar with Ah. In the past few days, our newspaper's official account fans have increased a lot.
I lowered my head and smiled: No, actually our newspaper’s manuscript is very well written, but some are written too long and are not suitable for publishing on self-media such as WeChat public accounts
Old Luo nodded silently and said nothing
I was thinking he was going back to the office, but he suddenly patted my shoulder: Xiaojia, stop writing, let's stop today, anyway, today's manuscript has been published, and I'm off work now, so go with me for a drink
Lao Luo didn't mention it, I haven't noticed it yet. Sixteen minutes was displayed in the lower right corner of the computer screen.
I thought about it and I was just a newcomer, and Lao Luo is my immediate boss. No matter how you say it, you can't find a reason to refuse.
Had to agree
Clean up the things, I'll drive downstairs and wait for you at the door. Lao Luo threw down this sentence and walked out of the newspaper door.
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu, the fragrance of wheat is mixed with a hint of bitterness, which stimulates my taste buds
Swallowed it in one sip, and the cold beer made me feel a little tired before, and I instantly became much more relaxed.
Don't just drink Ah, come and eat some skewers. Lao Luo handed me a big skewer of red willows on the plate. I quickly put down my glass and took it down
It's really comfortable to eat and drink, relax. Lao Luo sipped half of the ice beer, and his whole face turned rosy. I looked at his Guan Gong's face, smiled and didn't say anything
The decoration of this barbecue restaurant is very steampunk. There is a layer of bronze wallpaper on the wall, and several reliefs of the engine section structure are hung on it. The tables, chairs, and benches are twisted by copper steel pipes.
Even the mugs we drink are made of metal, no wonder I said it was heavy in my hands
But the decorations in the store look a bit old, and the wallpapers in the corners are a little bit skinny
The decoration of this barbecue restaurant is pretty good, right?
Lao Luo saw me carefully observing the store for a long time and asked with a smile
I nodded: It feels like a steam era, a bit like a Victorian London
Lao Luo smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: In the past, Xinchuan was a transportation hub in the entire western Han Dynasty. It started to build railways to transport coal in the late Qing Dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, the railway also had to pass through Xinchuan to connect the north and south. This function continued until the 1990s.
Lao Luo vomited a smoke ring and watched it rise slowly
Whenever Xinchuan was mentioned, everyone would always think of trains, factories, and chimneys. Lao Luo was still looking at the dim light on our heads.
The environment was not good at that time, the sky was always gray, and the chimneys of the factory were always filled with white smoke. The sound of the trains kept ringing. Although this was the case, everyone still liked the city, where they could make money. After speaking, Lao Luo took out another cigarette from his pocket, but put it down again when he put it on his mouth.
Who knew that in the late 1990s, coal mine accidents emerged one after another, and pollution problems became more and more serious. Those with wealthy, those with power and those who could run away ran away, leaving only a bunch of messes until now, they still look half dead.
When I recalled Xinchuan, the high-speed railway passed through an industrial park outside the city. The large open and dilapidated factory building, half of the chimney, just proved Lao Luo's words
Actually, I asked you out this time, and I actually have something I want to discuss with you
Lao Luo turned his head to look at me
He kept talking, and suddenly he just looked at me like that, and I felt a little nervous
Lao Luo, just say anything, I smiled and patted Lao Luo on the shoulder
Actually, it’s nothing. We go to Xinchuan to collect folk songs every year and write mid-year specials and other newspapers. You have also seen other people in newspapers. They are all old-ages. I feel embarrassed to ask them to run around again, so I want you to go with me.
I smiled and thought it was something big, but it turned out that it was just going to collect folk songs: So where are we going to collect folk songs? When will we leave?
Tomorrow, not far away, Mafu County, more than 30 kilometers south of Xinchuan City, I will go directly to your dormitory to pick you up tomorrow
OK, no problem, I will go back and clean up later. I didn't think too much about agreeing to Lao Luo's request.
Back to the dormitory from the barbecue restaurant, I habitually turned on my phone and looked at it.
Both call history and WeChat messages are still blank
I hesitated whether to send a message or call my mother, but I still missed it.
Actually, I have been in Xinchuan for more than half a month
But I still remember everything that happened to my mother in the repair shop dormitory that night, and I still remember it fresh.
Although during this period, I have gradually calmed down
But I still don't know how to deal with the consequences of this matter
And I never figured out why my mother suddenly appeared in my dormitory
I didn't give her the key to the dormitory, how did she open the door?
The more I thought about it, the more annoying I became, I simply stopped thinking about it, and after taking a shower, I went to bed
The next morning, Lao Luo drove his black Suzuki YuYàn to the bottom of my dormitory.
After getting in the car, I put my luggage in the back seat. The beer I drank last night was a bit too much so that I couldn't sleep well all night.
I glanced at Lao Luo and found that he was quite energetic
The car slowly drove out of the city. I listened to Lao Luo talking about the customs and customs of Mafu County along the way.
I guess Lao Luo kept talking like this to avoid the embarrassment of having nothing to say in the car
But I was really tired and didn't know when I fell asleep on the back of the seat
When I woke up, Lao Luo in the driver's seat was gone.
Looking around, we seem to have arrived at a market
After getting off the car, I found that there were a few big gold-plated words hanging on the steel frame above my head: Mafu County Grocery Wholesale Market, I was a little confused, and I saw that Lao Luo was holding a list and was in a store and didn't know what to buy.
Lao Luo, aren’t we going to the field? Why are you buying these things? When I walked into the store, I found that Lao Luo was buying some food and beverages, some messy gift packs and other things.
Lao Luo did not answer my question, but instead took the list in his hand, then turned to me and said: Xiao Jia, are you awake? You came just in time. You drove my car to the yard behind the store and parked it, then took the things to the black pickup truck, and then drove the pickup truck over.
Lao Luo threw me a car key, and then he continued to talk to the store about the things on the list. I didn't know how to ask anymore, so he went back to drive Lao Luo's rain to the backyard of the store.
A very worn black pickup truck parked in the backyard. There were countless scratches visible to the naked eye on the body of the car. It was probably not cleaned for a long time. The scratches left by the wipers were carved on the windshield.
There is only one Ty left behind the Toyota Tyta behind the car, but this car is indeed quite like an old toy.
I put the goods behind the pickup truck and drove the car to the store entrance
Lao Luo stood at the door with big bags of things, like a rural teacher preparing to return to his hometown.
After Lao Luo put all these things in the pickup truck's warehouse, he sat in the driver's seat.
Still holding that list, I was talking to myself: soy sauce, white sugar, sweet potato flour, Wangwang gift pack, foot basin
I couldn't help but interrupt Lao Luo: Lao Luo, aren't we going to Mafu County to collect folk songs? Isn't this Mafu County? Why are you buying these things?
Lao Luo smiled sly and said: To Ah, we are going to Mafu County to collect folk songs, but I didn't say that we were going to Mafu County to collect folk songs.
I feel something is wrong: Then where are we going?
Lao Luo pushed the pair of thin-framed glasses on his nose: Chengjiatun, not far from the county town
I didn't ask again, but looking at the piles of big and small bags of things in the pickup truck warehouse, I had a premonition that this ten-kilometer road would probably not be easy to walk.
Before leaving Mafu County, Lao Luo and I had lunch in a restaurant in the county. Lao Luo had a special liking for a special dish in Mafu County. I didn’t eat much of three crucian carp that cost more than one pound, but Lao Luo made a round one.
On the way out of the county town, Lao Luo kept telling me that he would eat again when he came back from the field trip.
After lunch, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon
Shortly after we drove out of the county town, we turned on a second-level road from the national highway
During this period, Lao Luo told me that the things on the back of the car were prepared for the village chief of Chengjiatun. In fact, it was the village chief, but it was also considered half a guide. Before, Lao Luo and his friends were collecting folk songs in Chengjiatun, and the village chief helped them a lot.
As for this pickup, it was rented by Lao Luo from the store owner just now.
Lao Luo’s Yu Yàn has a low chassis, a small trunk, and not enough power. It’s okay to drive in the city, but if you go into the mountain and run a mountain road, it will definitely not work.
While driving, Lao Luo told me the interesting things that happened when they came to visit here for field trips. The seat back of this pickup truck was very hard and the shock absorption seemed not good, so I didn't sleep.
Instead, listened silently to Lao Luo's words
I don't know how long it took, our pickup truck turned from the second-level road into a loess road. The width of this loess road could only accommodate two cars very barely, and the road surface was uneven. In addition, the shock absorber of this pickup truck had to sit up straight and grab the handle above the window with my hands.
Lao Luo stopped talking and started driving seriously
I don’t know how long I was silent, but Lao Luo suddenly asked me: Xiaojia, what time is it now?
I glanced at my phone: 5:30
Lao Luo raised his head slightly and looked at the sky with a serious expression: You sit firmly, we have to drive faster, it is going to rain this day, this loess road will be a mud pond when it rains, and it will be troublesome at that time.
I nodded, grabbed the handle on the car window and Lao Luo increased the accelerator. Although we were indeed moving faster, at the same time, the bumps in the car body became more serious.
The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker. In less than twenty minutes, the sky has become gloomy
After a while, a thin layer of water mist appeared on the front windshield of the pickup truck, and drizzled in the sky began to float.
I turned around and asked Lao Luo: How long will it take for us to drive?
Lao Luo stared at the road that had begun to become wet: there were about two hours left
More than two hours?! Lao Luo, what miles did you say? I was a little surprised
You have also seen this mountain road. It was not easy to drive. I didn't expect it to rain today. If it didn't rain, I would probably be there in more than an hour.
Lao Luo seemed a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained
No wonder the old employees in the newspaper are unwilling to come out to collect folk songs with Lao Luo. With such road conditions, a young man in his twenties feels a little sick. If it were the old employees in his 40s in the newspaper, no one would be able to withstand it.
The sky began to darken gradually. I looked at the time on my phone. It was already past six o'clock.
The drizzle in the sky began to grow bigger, falling heavily on the body of the car, making a crackling sound
Lao Luo turned on the wipers and high beams, and carefully advanced on this already muddy loess road.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little nervous, and I felt like our car was getting slower and slower
Suddenly the pickup truck's body shook violently, and I leaned forward a lot, as if I was walking normally and kicked a stone and staggered.
Then we found that our car had completely stopped and stopped.
I was about to ask Lao Luo why he stopped, but I found that Lao Luo was holding the steering wheel with his right hand and putting his left hand on his stomach. He lay on the steering wheel with beans on his forehead. His forehead was covered with beans-sized sweat beads. His whole body was in a very bad condition.
Lao Luo, what's going on? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?
Lao Luo frowned, and there seemed to be more and more sweat on his face. While taking out his cell phone from his pocket and handing it to me, he said with great difficulty: Get out of the car and look at the wheel on the right, and then quickly call the village chief. My stomach is in trouble. Now I can't straighten my waist.
I didn't bother to take the umbrella, so I hurriedly opened the car door. When I got out of the car, I found that the right front wheel of the pickup truck was trapped in a pit on the yellow dirt road. The unfortunate thing was that there was a large piece of gravel in the pit, and there were several very sharp protrusions on the surface of the gravel.
A big hole has been pierced on the right front wheel of the pickup truck, and the accumulated water in the pit is pouring into it
Damn, I thought something would happen sooner or later when driving such an old tank to run the mountain road
I cursed Lao Luo in my heart and rented such a broken car
But now it's useless to scold, this pickup truck has no spare tire
My clothes were almost wet by the rain. When I got back to the car, I used Lao Luo's cell phone to dial the village chief and told us what we are doing now
The village chief was very anxious: Where are you now? The car can be repaired tomorrow. I will take Master Luo first.
We are now, I can't explain clearly. I looked around and tried to find a landmark reference.
Village Chief, we are in this place now, next to it, there is an eucalyptus forest, and there is a big willow tree in front of the eucalyptus forest. The big willow tree in front of the eucalyptus forest beside the mountain road attracted my attention.
Big Willow Tree, why can you die? Forget something wrong in that place, you stay where you are first, I will come over and pick you up immediately
The village chief's words revealed a sense of helplessness
After putting down the phone, I opened a bottle of mineral water: Lao Luo, does it still hurt? Do you want to drink some water?
Lao Luo was lying on the steering wheel, his face turned pale, and he waved his hand at me weakly
In this state, something will happen if you drag on it like this.
Lao Luo's condition is getting worse and worse, he covers his stomach and keeps breathing heavily
I have to send Lao Luo to the hospital as soon as possible, or find a doctor
I called 120 emergency number, and the hospital said that I would send an ambulance to me immediately. I hung up the phone and kept comforting Lao Luo beside me, feeling anxious.
After a while, I suddenly heard someone knocking on our car door. The car glass on the car door was covered with a black sunscreen. I rolled down the car window and found a man standing next to the car with a board.
This man is tall but also thin. His gray beard forms a clear contrast with his dark skin. The wrinkles on his face are like deep ravines, and his small eyes are staring at us dull.
I didn't expect the village chief to call someone so soon. Are you the one who asked the village chief to help us? Hello, we are
Before I finished speaking, he walked to the cab and opened the door, grabbed one of Lao Luo's hands, and touched Lao Luo's pulse
Then he carried Lao Luo directly to the cart and put a layer of raincoat on Lao Luo.
Uncle, don’t we have to wait for the village chief?
I hurriedly got out of the car and followed him, but he seemed to turn a deaf ear to my words, just pushing the cart toward the eucalyptus forest
I'm a little weird and worried, but now there's nothing else to do
After I followed this old man through the eucalyptus forest, I don’t know how long it took to walk before I came to a small yard
The structure of this yard is a bit like a courtyard, but it has been changed into a cowl on the west side.
The old man carried Lao Luo into the kang bed in the east room, wiped Lao Luo's face and hair with a cloth, then reached out to Lao Luo's abdomen and pressed it. Lao Luo, who was originally a little confused, screamed miserable.
The old man still had no expression on his face and turned around to another room. He was rummaging through the cabinets and didn't know what to look for.
When he returned to the east room again, he held a piece of long cloth rolled into strips and a piece of paper in his hand.
He sat down on the edge of the kang and handed me the piece of paper in his hand.
The paper is written in traditional Chinese: In the kitchen next to the cow bar, a scoop of hot water in the pot
I walked to the kitchen, and the pot was burning hot water. I took a gourd ladle and scooped a can of water back to the east house.
In the room, I untied Lao Luo's hole, pulled out a few silver needles from the cloth strip, and stabbed them on several parts of Lao Luo's body.
Although I was a little doubtful, when I saw Lao Luo's frown slowly stretching, I felt relieved.
After the old man finished the needle, he took my scoop and fed Lao Luo a few sips of hot water.
Then I handed the water scoop to me again, and I was a little at a loss
He went out again, and a sound of pulling the drawer came from his room. I put the water scoop aside and walked out of the door.
Seeing him walking towards the kitchen with a handful of plant things that he didn't know what it was
Then he walked straight towards me and stuffed me a note: Boil it into a bowl of water and give it to him to drink. Then the old man returned to his house and inserted the door.
I came to the kitchen and sat next to the stove
The swaying flames made me feel warm, and my clothes were slowly dried
Once a person relaxes from a highly nervous state, he will easily feel tired.
I don't know when, I fell asleep with my back against this little bamboo chair
I had a dream and I changed back to my childhood. I wore that white overalls, sat by the kitchen in my hometown, holding a piece of dogtail grass and teasing the big yellow dog in my hometown.
Grandma sat next to the stove, holding tongs and fiddling with the firewood in the stove
The fire is getting stronger and stronger, making crackling sounds. Grandma gets up and says she wants to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables
But I saw it raining heavily outside the house, and I told my grandma to tell her not to go out.
But grandma seemed to be crazy and walked straight into the rain
I shouted loudly, and the big yellow dog beside me also let out a low roar at the rain and mist.
But grandma didn't react at all, and two figures appeared in the rain, one black and one white, each holding an umbrella and standing on the side of grandma.
The man in white looked back at me, and the big yellow dog lies on the ground and whine in pain, and the torch in the stove suddenly extinguished
Suddenly a cold hand was placed on my shoulder, and I suddenly woke up from my sleep, and sat on the ground in panic
You are the young man brought by Lao Luo? I am the village chief of Chengjiatun, my name is Cheng Fanghan. Then the fire light came to see clearly the old man in front of me wearing a white jacket and a straw hat.
I took a breath, stood up from the ground and patted the dust on my body, and stretched out my right hand. Hello, Village Chief Cheng, I am an intern at Xinchuan Evening News, my name is Zheng Jia
Oh, reporter Zheng doesn't have to be so polite, just call me old man
Cheng Fanghan held my hand, his hands were covered with calluses, but they were very powerful
How is Lao Luo? Oh, there is such a mess on this halfway, and this bad road in our village is hard to walk on for a long time. I have arrived. I really have to wait for you for a long time.
When he mentioned Lao Luo, I remembered that the pot was still boiling the medicine that the strange old man had for Lao Luo.
I quickly uncovered the lid of the pot, but fortunately the soup in the pot was not dried
I picked up the soup spoon, put the medicine soup in the pot, and returned to the east room to take it to Lao Luo. Lao Luo forced himself to get up, and after drinking the medicine soup, I fell asleep again. Only then did I finish everything
It was only then that I noticed that the weird old man came out of his house again at some point.
Old Man Cheng was telling him these things, but he remained silent. He just nodded and waved his hand to signal Cheng Fanghan to leave.
Young Master, I think it's not too early. You can go to my place tonight. Lao Luo will stay here tonight. Let's come here again tomorrow.
Dumb?
It turns out that weird old man is a disabled person
Old Man Cheng turned around and patted the door of the monster old man: I'll go back first, come here again tomorrow, no response came from the room
Old Man Cheng turned around and signaled me to go out
I followed him through the eucalyptus forest and returned to the yellow mud road
His tractor was leaning against our pickup truck. I packed up my luggage, moved the things in the car to Old Man Cheng's tractor, and then called the hospital to inform them that they didn't have to come here.
Then he got on the tractor and slowly swayed into Chengjiatun as Old Man Cheng
Old Man Cheng’s house is a three-story building. It is said to be a small building, but in fact, there is only a layer of putty scraped in the building, and the ground is still cement.
Red brick cement is still exposed outside the building
Old Man Cheng heated a few dishes for me and cooked a large pot of hot water.
I took a few bites, then took a shower, and changed my half-wet and half-dry clothes on my body.
Maybe it was because I had just slept in front of the stove of the mute Zhang family for a long time, so I didn't feel very tired after taking a shower.
I saw Old Man Cheng sitting on a small stool in front of his house, holding a pack of bulk tobacco and cigarette paper in his hand, making a roll of cigarettes
I suddenly wanted to talk to him about the muteness. I remembered that there seemed to be half a bag of Yuxi in my pants pocket. So I took it out and took a bamboo chair and sat next to Old Man Cheng: Uncle, come, try this. I pulled out three Yuxi and handed it to Old Man Cheng.
Old Man Cheng's eyes lit up and he took the cigarette with a smile: Yuxi Ah, not bad
I took out the lighter and ordered the old man to take a deep breath: Thank you and Lao Luo tonight, but fortunately I didn’t go to drink tonight, otherwise it would be troublesome
The rain was about to stop on the way back when Old Man Cheng and I were about to stop, but now the rain started to fall again
Uncle, I'm actually quite strange. Hasn't the government already made a policy arrangement to relocate? Why is that mute Zhang still living alone behind the eucalyptus forest? I played with the lighter in my hand and watched the heavy rain outside the house.
Hey, this matter is actually quite complicated. In our village, Chengjiatun, except for the ones who married in, almost all the other people's surnames are Cheng, and they are somewhat related, but Zhang is mute, and their surname is Zhang.
What you mean is that Ya Zhang is not actually a member of this village? So the village doesn’t let him move in?
After Old Man Cheng said this, I realized that it seems that this is true. Generally, villages with large surnames are not willing to let someone with other surnames move to their own village.
You are half right. Ya Zhang is indeed not from our village, but it is not that we don’t want him to move in, and he himself doesn’t want to contact people in this village again.
Old Man Cheng squinted his eyes and shook the ashes on his hands
Ya Zhang, in fact, he was not a mute at the beginning. He was a educated youth who came to our village to go up and down the countryside in 60s. At that time, our village was even more poor and backward than now. In and out, most of the villagers were mud houses. Everyone made a living by planting some places. Ya Zhang's group of people seemed to be a Chinese medicine student at home. He also knew Chinese medicine very well. After coming to our village, he helped with agricultural production and took time to see everyone. You may not believe it. Before Ya Zhang came, if someone in our village was sick, he would either walk several miles to the city for medical treatment or go to the local doctor in the next village. However, that doctor had only a few prescriptions, and treating people and animals. So if he had an acute illness at that time, he might really make people die.
Speaking of this, Old Man Cheng smiled helplessly
After the mute Zhang came, although he would not be able to cure any disease, as long as he said he could cure it, it was basically cured. So at that time, many people in our village would go to find him when they were sick. There was a widow named Tian in our village. He was in his thirties. When the villagers called her, Aunt Tian had two husbands. One died of illness and the other was arrested by the Kuomintang and refused to go. After being beaten to death, Aunt Tian never got married again. He lived alone for one time. Aunt Tian worked in the field. He didn't know what happened and fell into the field. Later, someone was carried to Jade Zhang.Ya Zhang didn't say anything. She had a few needles and asked Aunt Tian to take some medicine for a long time. Aunt Tian's illness recovered. At that time, Ya Zhang and his educated youth lived in the empty mud houses at the entrance of the village. The conditions were very poor. It was stuffy in summer and was ventilated in winter. After Aunt Tian recovered from the ventilated room, in return, she wanted Ya Zhang to live in Aunt Tian's firewood room. Although the firewood room was quite far from where Aunt Tian lived, Ya Zhang was afraid that Aunt Tian would be gossiped, so she took one of his fellow villagers to live with Aunt Tian's firewood room. Although it was not spacious, it was at least a little dry and not that cold.
Speaking of this, the old man snatched the cigarette butt in his hand and lit another one again
Later, Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang were together? I asked carefully
Old Man Cheng turned his head and looked at me with his eyes narrowed, and nodded slowly: When did they start? No one knows that at that time, I was still a half-aged child, and I was in my teens. I discovered that their affairs were also due to an accident. At that time, every household burned firewood. One day, my mother asked me to borrow some of them from Aunt Tian’s house. At that time, Aunt Tian didn’t say anything, so she asked me to carry it to the firewood room. When I was cleaning up the firewood, I found two black wire hair cards under the bed of Ya Zhang and his fellow countrymen. It was obvious that it was Aunt Tian’s hair card. But as for whom it was related to Aunt Tian, I thought about it and felt that it was only Mutual Zhang, because the Mutual Zhang’s fellow countrymen was a fat man, who was cheating on him all day long. Aunt Tian couldn’t take a look at such a person and could move to the firewood room. In fact, it was also because of Mutual Zhang’s light.
The old man put out the cigarette, picked up the water cup full of tea stains on the ground and took a sip: What happened later was because of the fellow villager of Ya Zhang, who was a dog, I don’t know when I discovered the matter between Ya Zhang and Aunt Tian, and he threatened Ya Zhang and asked Aunt Tian to sleep with him, otherwise he would spread the matter out.
When Mr. Cheng said this, he cursed a few local dialects. Although I couldn't understand it, I could tell that he was angry.
The mute Zhang refused and beat the fat man up. As a result, this bitch raised something. The next day, at the meeting of the brigade, he said sarcastically that there was something wrong with lifestyle and why he was not aware of his wife's wise man. At that time, the captain of the production team was a wise man. He didn't want to turn a blind eye to such things, so he passed by. But Ah, the so-called widow's right and wrong in front of the door, and the team couldn't stand the many gossips in the village, and they always pointed at Aunt Tian behind their backs. Mute Zhang was afraid that the matter would be a big deal, so he temporarily stopped dealing with Aunt Tian. Seeing this, the fat man went to harass Aunt Tian again, and was scolded by Aunt Tian.As a result, the next day, the fat man disappeared. Aunt Tian thought that the fat man gave up. Who knew that two days later, the fat man came back from the county with a few people in military uniforms and said that Aunt Tian was a Kuomintang spy. Because Aunt Tian’s home had information about the Kuomintang, in fact, the so-called Kuomintang information was the ex-husband who was arrested as a strong man. The few papers left by Aunt Tian, who was wearing military uniforms, arrested Aunt Tian and was caught at the village meeting the next day. At the village meeting, he said that Aunt Tian was a remnant of the Kuomintang. The capitalist-roader's torn shoes said that the public trial meeting would be held in a few days. When the trial of Aunt Tian, the fat man who was fucked, stood behind and smiled.The old man Cheng became more and more angry as he spoke, and he couldn't help but curse a few more swear words.
Just a few pieces of paper can do this? Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang, one is not married, the other is not married, and what is there to say about what Old Man Cheng said, I feel very absurd.
Old Man Cheng looked at me and shook his head with a smile: Young man, I thought the same as you did at that time, but at that time, I dare not say that as you said at that time, Ah, the people were still in the same way as before, especially in the villages like ours, according to the thoughts of that era, widows should be widows for the rest of their lives and could not find men, especially young men. Aunt Tian is about ten years older than Ya Zhang, and Aunt Tian is also a widow. In the past, Aunt Tian and Ya Zhang got together, one elder and one junior, and this is incest!
When Old Man Cheng said the two words "Incest", it seemed that he suddenly touched a nerve in my mind. I didn't expect Old Man Cheng to say these two words, and I didn't know how to answer the conversation.
At that time, the public trial meeting was actually criticism and fighting. At that time, there was no law at all. The criticism and fighting really made people die. Of course, he also knew the result of the criticism and fighting. So the police planned to secretly rescue Aunt Tian. Before the public trial, he left Chengjiatun with Aunt Tian. Who knew that those people had already sent people to stay in Aunt Guan Tian's broken house. As soon as he got Aunt Tian out, he was caught by those people. They said that the mute Zhang was developed by Aunt Tian with his body. They said that the mute Zhang was also a remnant of the Kuomintang, and that the spy locked up the mute Zhang.
What happened later? What happened later? Although what Mr. Cheng said sounds ridiculous now, what is the reason for it in that lawless era?
Later? Later I didn't know that after Ya Zhang was locked up, he had been making trouble for me before. I secretly sent him food and drink while the gatekeeper was away. He was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. I kept asking about my Aunt Tian's situation. But I didn't know the public trial meeting at all. My family didn't let me go. It was said that the child could not see me. A few days after the public trial, I saw that a white banner was hung at Aunt Tian's doorstep. Ya Zhang was released not long after it was released. But after he came out, he was crazy. It was not normal. At that time, no one in the village was willing to help Aunt Tian handle the funeral. Ya Zhang's moneyThere was no more, so he knelt everywhere and begged people to borrow money. When they met, they knelt down and kowtowed, and their foreheads were bleeding, but no one was willing to give it to him. Everyone saw him like a leper. In the end, it was my grandfather who asked me to secretly send him some money. Ya Zhang bought a pair of thin-skinned coffins and buried Aunt Tian under the big willow tree. Since then, Ya Zhang couldn't speak, so he built a shed by himself, guarding the tree day and night without doing anything, muttering something, but there was no sound until I became the village chief that I got a minimum living allowance and those rooms
Then, what about that fat man? Are those people doing nothing? I can't accept such a result
The village chief's smile was a little bitter: Young people, good people will be rewarded, bad people will be rewarded, only when they are told, this is the case, whether the fat man has suffered retribution now, I don't know, but at least at that time, I didn't go crazy, so I also went to the fat man to take revenge on him, but I went there a few times, and every time I was beaten to the head and blood, and my legs were beaten and lame. Later, the fat man left with those in military uniforms, and I don't know where to go
The rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier. I sat next to Mr. Cheng, speechless
Young man, these things are all the old calendars of the past. Just listen, don’t think too much, it’s getting late, go to bed early. Old Man Cheng patted my shoulder, wanting me to relax
Village Chief, then do you think of this kind of relationship between Aunt Zhang and Tian, right? I turned my head and looked at the village chief's eyes, wanting to find an answer from this stranger
The village chief did not answer me immediately, but lit the dirt cigarette he had rolled up before, took a deep breath, and then said to me half-jokingly: Oh, you cultural people, Ah, everything is good, but sometimes you have to be right and wrong, and everything has to be divided into right and wrong, I ask you, you must have done something wrong when you were a child, right?
I nodded, and the village chief continued: Then how did you know that you did something wrong? It must be because your family members or someone else said that you knew that you did something wrong, right? But if no one said you, would you think you did something wrong? You would definitely think that you did nothing wrong, just like Aunt Zhang and Tian. In that era, they were incest and had to make a torn shoe. But at that time, whether it was Aunt Zhang or Aunt Tian, did they really do something wrong? Or was it that most people thought they did something wrong at that time, so they were wrong? If their affairs were discussed today, they would still be considered wrong, is it wrong? In fact, many things are not so many, right and wrong, but people have to distinguish between black and white, right and wrong, so there are so many right and wrong, and the more they talk, the more mysterious they are, don't say so much, go to bed early
After speaking, Old Man Cheng collected all the tobacco and tobacco paper, carried the water cup and stool, and returned to the house.
I was the only one sitting at the door, watching the heavy rain, thinking
Young people, in fact, there are not so many things, right and wrong. It’s just that people have to distinguish between black and white, right and wrong, so there are so many right and wrong.
Although the village chief is a farmer with no education, his words seem to be a current that directs the nerve that has been entangled in my mind.
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