Yang Yuanxin.
Early that morning, my father used a bamboo basket to put my newborn clothes in it, went out, and went to the inlet to be laid.
Unexpectedly, Gao Daoling, a partner who wanted to run a cattle business with him, walked towards him and greeted him: "Xiande, it's only dawn, why are you busy going out?"My father was stunned, because there was a saying in his hometown: When a man steps on a boy, his life is hard. It means that when a father goes out to place his son's clothes, if the first person he meets is a man, it indicates that the newborn boy will have to pay extraordinary hardships on the road of life.
Ignoring it, the father walked straight ahead. Gao Dao ordered to stop and shout: "Yang Xiande, you are deaf, you should not shout." I'm up early to discuss business with you. My father still ignored it, and ran to his destination like an arrow, and then, bending down his tall body, with three spades and five spades, cut open a small piece of sloping land covered by the green willows and bamboos near the water, put it into my clothes, restored the original appearance of the sloping land, and then turned back home. This experience left a long-standing question in the depths of his soul: Was his son's life smooth sailing, or full of hardships?Although he did not meet Gao Daoling head-on, when he met his person and heard his voice, it really happened.
It is precisely because he has this question in his heart that in the process of my growth, whenever there is an ominous amen, he will deal with it decisively at the first time and nip the bad signs in the bud.
When I was almost three years old, I was entangled by a cold, and my high fever did not go away, and I did not eat water and rice. There is a stone bridge more than 10 meters long across from my house's wooden plank and tile house, which is the Lailong Temple. Great-ancestor Yang Yejing hugged me with both hands, went into the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and prayed for my safety. For the first time in his life, my father did not listen to my grandfather and put me in a basket, along with another basket containing all the necessary necessities. Before he left, his mother broke off and ran to Xinxingzui, an important commercial port 10 miles away, where there was a newly opened medical clinic by the government.
The moment I stepped into the clinic, the moment the angel in white placed the stethoscope on my chest, I couldn't help but exclaim: "If you come two hours late, this child will not be saved." ”
After saying goodbye to the clinic, my father did not put me in the basket, but put me directly on his shoulder, spread my legs, and rode on his neck in a figure-eight shape, grabbing small hands with big hands, like two ospreys, one big and one small, running against the embankment of the Bilian River.
When I graduated from elementary school, many rural children only learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and their parents stopped their studies and returned to the production team to work as farmers. My father urged me to continue my admission to high school, and later, I was admitted to junior high school. At that time, my family was so poor that the rice bucket was at the bottom all the year round, and the people around me did not approve of sending me to junior high school. My father didn't follow, and used two baskets to hold my daily necessities and school supplies, and on one shoulder, he led me from home to the east.
After six years, at noon one day, my father led me into the Hanshou County Revolutionary Culture Station to report for duty. Liu Jinquan, the stationmaster, announced in a softly turned Yiyang dialect that he would arrange a room for me. He handed over the key to my father's house.
My father led me into the house and found something special: first, the windows were very high, and I had to stand on tiptoe to see the world outside the windowThe second is that the room lamp is located very high, and a light bulb hangs on the ceiling in the center. My father turned on the light and thought it was a little dim, thinking that it was not suitable for me to read and write for a long time, so he wanted to change to a lightbulb with a stronger light. However, when I first reported to the unit, the more concerned the leader was, the more I could not cause trouble to the leader. The father offered to solve it himself. So we went out on the street and bought a light bulb with a higher prescription.
Back in the house, I immediately replaced the old one with a new one. But people can't reach it, and there is still a little distance to step on the chair. My father crouched down and asked me to step on his shoulders and send me up, but I refused, and asked him to step on my shoulders and lift him up to change the light bulb. He shook his head again and again and said, today is the first day of your official work in the unit, you must pay attention to auspiciousness, I can't step on your shoulders to go up, you can only step on my shoulders to go up. I took off the old light bulb and replaced it with a new one, and he pulled the switch, and the light came down, and the house was much brighter than before. He said repeatedly, "Good sign!".Your future days will be brighter and more prosperous. ”
More than half a century has passed since this scene, and it still feels warm in retrospect. Thanks to my father, with his shoulder, he gave me one ride after another.