Rebirth Night Talk

In [-], early spring.The road from Wanlin City to Jiangguan County officially started construction.Once this [-]-kilometer road is completed, the distance between the barren Jiangguan County and Wanlin City will be shortened to one hour.In the past, it took about six hours to travel from Jiangguan County to Wanlin City by jeep at a speed of [-]...[-] miles per hour.

Zhao Jianguo, secretary of the Jiangguan County Party Committee, the leaders of the military division, and relevant leaders of the Wanlin City Party Committee attended the groundbreaking ceremony.Recently, the organization allocated a new car to the Jiangguan County Committee, a new jeep.In the past, the old-style jeep had been knocked apart by the dirt road in Jiangguan County during work, and although it was not within the scrapping period, it could not be used anymore.

On the day of the start of work, Jiangguan County invited the Bangzi Theater Troupe from the city to come here to sing a big play.The big plays will last three days, namely "Double Flower Gun", "Fanli Flower" and "Da Jin Zhi".These repertoires are old repertoires from Wanlin City a long time ago.

Grandma Zhao got up at four o'clock this morning.The old people don't feel much, for fear of going late and not having a good seat.With the old lady, the whole family followed suit.

Zhao Xuewen held his grandma's stack of costumes for watching the theater, yawned and muttered: "Grandma, there is no one who goes to occupy the land at four o'clock in the morning. My dad said, I will occupy a good seat with you."

Grandma sat on the kang, humming non-stop.For the past two years, the old lady hummed as long as she was awake from morning till night.She was ailing, and the doctor couldn't find out what was wrong with her, but she was definitely not feeling well.This kind of humming belonging to the elderly has become a way for Zhao's grandma to vent her pain.

Zhao Xuejun blinked at his brother, and pointed to the foot wraps hanging on the clothesline outside.Zhao Xuewen had no choice but to put down his clothes, went out to collect them, and handed them to grandma.Zhao Xuejun took out the small box under the bed, and grandma's pair of small leather shoes were as good as new, they were kept clean, and he was stunned.Even so, he sat down, took out the shoe polish and polished it until it was shiny.Grandma put on her clothes, lifted her feet, and began to wrap them around.It is not the first time that Zhao Xuejun has seen grandma's feet.

Originally a pair of good feet, except for the thumb, the other four toes were snapped to the center of the foot. In that era, women's feet were twisted into a triangle.Grandma Zhao is at least 1.6 meters tall.But those feet...can be placed in Zhao Xuejun's hands now.

Following the unhurried packages, Aunt Gaixia has already prepared breakfast.When Zhao Xuebing went to the army logistics and borrowed a three-wheeled pedal to go home, the three brothers of the Zhao family helped their grandma to go out, and looked at their watches. It was exactly seven o'clock.Grandma smiled and sat on the mattress in the tricycle: "Don't be in a hurry, it's useless if you are in a hurry, take your time."

For the old lady's cunning, which belongs to the elders, the Zhao brothers have long been familiar with it. Even so, they praised it wildly. As expected, their grandma is the one who knows it well.

Grandma watched three big shows in a row, sitting in the second row.The first row is for leaders from all walks of life.These leaders took good care of Zhao Jianguo's mother, and talked with her many times, and asked someone to set up a table and serve a plate of peanuts to the old lady, which made grandma really stand out among the old ladies watching the play. Take the limelight.But the old lady has lost all her teeth.On the third day when the drama was not on, grandma whispered to her son, "I want to trouble you."

Zhao Jianguo helped his old mother to sit down: "Mom, why are you just causing trouble, what do you think?"

Granny pointed at the backstage with a walking stick and said a little embarrassedly: "I want to see them act."

Zhao Jianguo was stunned, stood up and went to find the head of the troupe.After a while, Zhao Jianguo took the head of the troupe and helped grandma to the backstage.The Zhao family brothers followed behind...

This is the first time Zhao Xuejun has seen the backstage of a theater troupe. There have been a lot of scenes in movies before. Some famous actors have a room, and rich people send piles of flower baskets there if they want to hold roles.

Bright makeup mirrors, piles of cages, costumes were folded and stacked neatly, martial arts students wearing thick-soled boots biting steamed buns and walking back and forth, a unique smell that belongs to the backstage slowly poured into grandma's In her nose, she miraculously stopped humming.

Zhao Xuejun looked at grandma, and at this moment, he seemed to see a goat girl with two braided croissants lying on the outside of the stage with her feet unbound.Looking at those horns, they painted the color on the face, they sketched carefully, and after the sketching, they put on the beautiful and shining outfits.She was dressed in satin and wore jewels of various colors.All of them are so fresh and alive.

Grandma looked at it for a while, and she was very satisfied.The head of the troupe brought Xiaosheng from the troupe over and said hello.It was a little girl, not very old, and she was born with a handsome appearance of a young student.Grandma shyly grabbed a handful of peanuts from her pocket and stuffed them into her hand, hmm... and even touched her clothes, she couldn't love her...

"I have caused you trouble." Zhao Jianguo felt sorry.

"Don't worry, my old mother was like this too. She followed me around and sang operas. I sang on the stage, and my mother cried off the stage. I know it's fake or weep. Heh..."

After the opening ceremony, Zhao Xuejun took his grandma to the movies many times.It's a pity that grandma has always mixed up big dramas and movies. Sometimes she will watch the same movie three times in a row, and she can't understand the part where the martyr bites his tongue and commits suicide.Quietly ask myself grandchildren: "A person bites his tongue three times a day, it hurts him... Is it not easy to make money." Zhao Xuejun listened, completely helpless, this matter, the explanation is not clear...

In a blink of an eye, spring has passed, and the small town is walking at its own pace.The handicraft factory was finally demolished... Gao Juzi stayed at home and received a basic salary every month.Gao Juzi, who is free, is covered in thorns all over her body, which is not pleasing to anyone. She and the employees of the old factory go to the construction site every day to pick up some strange things and go home.These people have special feelings for the factory, and the factory is another home for workers in this era.

A rain in early summer pattered on the poplar trees outside the classroom. Zhao Xuejun looked outside with his cheeks on his hands.The teacher's unhurried voice made him drowsy.So, he fell asleep quickly, not shy about anything... The poplar tree outside the window has scars like eyes all over his body. Sometimes Zhao Xuejun likes to sit in the classroom and look at those eyes.He always felt that he could see something in those eyes.The government forest is no longer there, and this kind of poplar is there, so it is impossible to see it.

"Xuejun!" The classroom door suddenly opened with a bang, and Zhao Xuebing broke in.The teacher looked at this impolite foreign visitor angrily.Zhao Xuebing said to the teacher: "Teacher, something big happened at home."

Zhao Xuejun was startled, stood up, and ran out without packing his things. The teacher didn't stop him, and even hurried behind, asking, "What's the matter?"

"It was the No. [-] tunnel on Wanjiang Highway where my dad worked, and someone fell into it. My dad...my dad has been on the scene." Zhao Xuebing was about to cry...

"Don't worry, don't worry..." The teacher's little leather shoes hurried up the stairs, she pulled Zhao Xuebing, and Zhao Xuewen went to the principal's office.As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he shouted: "Principal Wu, is the car in the cafeteria here?"

Zhao Xuebing lay on the door and his legs were weak. He looked into the room, but he didn't expect Wang Xi to be there, as well as the two officers in the army.

"That's right, let's go together, let's go together..."

The children of Zhao Wang's family stumbled towards the Liberation Vehicle on the troops at the school gate. Half of the school's children did not attend class, lying upstairs and watching at the door of the classroom.Before getting into the car, the teacher took out a handful of money from his pocket and forced it into Zhao Xuejun's hand: "Take it, take it."

The car finally started, and Wang Xi, who was sitting in the truck, was lying on the frame of the truck, drenched in the rain, staring at the wind and looking in the direction of Jiangguan County.The boss, Zhao Xuewen, pulled him down, told him to sit beside him, and protected him and Zhao Xuejun in his arms with a raincoat.Zhao Xuebing hugged Wang Rui, and Wang Rui was so frightened that his legs limp and began to cry softly...

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is here, big brother is here... don't be afraid!" Zhao Xuewen comforted his younger brothers, his eyes were wet.

It has only been a few months since Wanlin City entered the new road, and a straight road has already laid a solid foundation, because there are no motor vehicles on the new road.The liberation vehicles of the troops traveled smoothly all the way and ran very fast.Zhao Xuejun looked outside through his eldest brother's raincoat, his head was in a daze, and his thoughts went back to two years ago, back to the bumpy dirt road.He thought of those two ox carts, the folks going to the city, whipping the whip, driving the old cows and singing... The big red rooster (yeah) lying on the window sill, the Eighth Route Army entering the village (yeah) so prosperous, the big green mountain is high (yeah) Ula Mountain is low, and the kindness of the Eighth Route Army (yeah) cannot be compared with anyone.

After walking for dozens of minutes, the car ran to a place with no road and stopped.Zhao Xuejun and the others jumped out of the car and ran towards the roadless place again. They didn't know how long they ran. They finally came to a mountainside, where countless people from the army crowded there. Ambulances, local cars, Everyone was crowded together, everyone was jolting around in a hurry, looking for something to do.

The children looked around in a daze, looking for a familiar figure...

"Where are people! I want people!!!!!!!!! Tools!!!"

"Don't park your car at the entrance of the tunnel, it's that unit's car!!!!!!!!!"

"Go call the provincial military region and tell them to send someone, send a blaster!!!!"

In the miscellaneous voices, Zhao Xuejun found his father. He looked over and saw that his father was standing on a big rock, wearing a torn old military uniform, holding a crowbar...

His feet were soft, Zhao Xuejun sat on the ground, Zhao Xuewen yelled: "Dad! Dad!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Jianguo turned his head, and then yelled: "Who told you to come here, you bastards! You are making trouble! Go back!"

Wang Xi ran around looking around, squeezed in front of Zhao Jianguo, and asked loudly: "Uncle Zhao, where is my father, where is my father! Is there any in the army! I asked, and there is no!"

The originally noisy voice suddenly quieted down, and no one spoke...

"Your father is fine, it's fine. Uncle will organize people, find a lot of people, just dig, and help you rescue dad. Believe Uncle, Uncle Zhao hasn't lied to you, right? Ah! Wang Xi, don't worry, believe... "

Wang Xi was crazy, he broke free from Zhao Jianguo, and rushed into the tunnel crazily calling for his father. Someone came over and grabbed him, but three or four people couldn't hold him down, Wang Xi was crazily calling for his father... The heavy rain stopped suddenly... There was a suffocating silence in the air...

Later... about later...

Wang Xi's mother came, and many people came, and the machine couldn't drive into the tunnel.It's all collapsed inside... No one can blame the cause of the accident, and no one knows. Many, many years ago, this was also a coal-producing area.The huge old-fashioned mine like a spider web disappeared in the dust, and in the history... Wang Lu led the assault team into the construction. For some reason, the ground collapsed, and the entire assault team was buried by the mountains.They said that the sound of the landslide lasted for more than ten minutes...

People are rescuing and moving stones out one by one with their hands... An officer shouted loudly: "Tell them to send people, machines can't get in, we need more people..."

Wang Xi stood up and looked around: "My dad said that Xiaoshanzi Village is near here... That's right, I'm looking for people, looking for people, looking for many people..."

He quickly found the direction and ran towards the other side of the mountain, running faster and faster...Zhao Xuejun followed behind, also running faster and faster. He hadn't run like this for many years, but he didn't feel tired at all, and his chest didn't feel tired. Bored, I just feel that I should run like this in order to get ahead of something.

They ran for three hours, no, it should have been more time, and finally... saw the rows of cave dwellings in that village again.Wang Xi stopped, panting loudly, his face turned purple, he shouted: "Help! Help!" He thought his voice was loud, but only Zhao Xuejun, Zhao Xuewen and the others who fell to the ground followed him. to barely hear...

He yelled for a while, but no one came out. It was evening in Xiaocun, and everyone was cooking.Wang Xi raised his head, looked at the village, and saw the crooked-neck tree again. He saw the shell casing hanging on the crooked-neck tree... So he ran over, picked up a stone, and knocked it desperately...

"Dang! Dang! Dang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The old secretary and the villagers ran out with their clothes on, and someone was holding a big bowl in his hand.

"Uncle! Save my dad!!!!" Wang Xi cried hoarsely...

From the beginning of that day, villagers from the small mountain village and more than ten nearby villages all ran to the construction tunnel. Those people passed the stones out one by one by hand. Later, countless people from the army came...the villagers were not allowed to go up.The folks in the small mountain village carry them on their backs every day, carrying meals and drinking water to the mountain...

Three days later, Wang Lu and his commando team were finally found...no one survived...

July [-], midsummer!Wang Xi hugged his father's urn, and Wang Rui hugged the TV set at home.Wang Xi's mother, Su Zhen, carried the family's luggage and sat on a wooden chair at the train station.The Zhao family and the leaders of the army came to see him off together.

"Wang Xi, uncle, talk to your dad, okay?" Zhao Jianguo squatted down, patted Wang Xi's head and begged.

Wang Xi raised his head and looked at Zhao Jianguo. During these days, his face was so thin that his cheekbones were exposed.After hesitating for a while, Wang Xi carefully handed the urn into Zhao Jianguo's hands.

Zhao Xuejun came over, stretched out his hand to grab Wang Xi, and led him to a corner.Wang Xi didn't speak, just looked at him blankly.

"When you get home, write to me. If the family is not good, come back. Didn't my dad say that he can support you, really. My dad is sincere..." Zhao Xuejun continued to persuade.

"My mother said that my father wanted to go back when he was alive. He wanted to go home." Wang Xi shook his head.

"Then... Wang Xi, in the past... forget it. You have to live well and live well." Zhao Xuejun didn't know what to say.

"Oh." Wang Xi sneered.

Zhao Xuejun reached into his pocket, took out a thick envelope, and handed it to Wang Xi: "Take it, it's an emergency. Send a telegram if there is something at home, and you must not hide it."

Wang Xi took it and opened it. When he saw the money inside, he froze for a moment, and threw the money on the ground as if it was hot.

Zhao Xuejun picked it up and put it in his hand, and he threw it on the ground again.

Pick it up again... and drop it on the ground.

Pick it up again... throw it on the ground again... Wang Xi wants to leave...

Zhao Xuejun grabbed him and slapped him hard in the face.Snapped!sound...

"Your house is down, Wang Rui is still young, what can I do to help you, I can't help anything! I just give you more. I... I know, no matter how good my father is, he is not Uncle Wang Lu. I know, no matter how much I give, Uncle Wang Lu will never come back. I know, Uncle Wang Lu died for us Wanlin. You hate this place...I know...you have a lot of regrets. I regret it too ...But... I can't help you, I hate myself more than you..."

Wang Xi stared blankly at Zhao Xuejun, his cracked mouth squirmed a few times, and tears flowed against the wall... Zhao Xuejun picked up the money, walked over, untied his belt, and found the pocket handle on his sports pants Put the money in and put a pin on it: "You should keep the money here for emergencies. Auntie is not in good health, so you have to be strong."

"Yeah! I know." Wang Xi lifted his pants and looked at Zhao Xuejun, who was a head lower than himself. He looked at him for a while, then stretched out his arms to hug him: "I'll write you a letter, just wait."

"Well... Wang Xi... you can't cry anymore."

"I know, I can't cry anymore..."

"You have to endure!"

"I know... I can bear it! Don't cry, I can't cry anymore!"

A train slowly pulled into the station, and Wang Xi, his mother and brother, carried their father's urn into the sleeper car.Zhao Jianguo helped them pack their luggage and make arrangements.He stroked Wang Lu's urn for the last time, and sighed: "Brother, you go well. Brother is here to watch you go home. Going home... how nice it is."

The car started slowly... Wang Xi, Wang Rui leaned on the window and looked out, getting farther and farther...

Zhao Xuejun and his brothers followed the train, running desperately...

"Wang Xi!!!!!! You want to write!!!"

"Be good!!!!!!!!!"

Zhao Jianguo waved his hand, first trotted along, then ran faster and faster... Finally, he started to run with big strides... He shouted...

"Wang Lu!!!!!!!!! You bastard!!!!!!!!!!"

The train finally left... The Zhao family stood blankly at the end of the platform until the tail of the train could not be seen, and then walked back slowly...

"Song Chang'an, you will die if you give me your hand!" A woman shouted with a Beijing flavor.

Zhao Xuejun suddenly turned his head and looked...

The boy was holding a net bag in one hand, and there was a football in the net bag.He walked over angrily, picked up a bag of luggage and muttered curses: "This shitty place! This shitty place!"