Fireworks in the world
In the days of the People's Commune, the village was called the production brigade, and below it was the production team. The family food was distributed to the family by the production team, and the team leader shouted the horn, and the adults and children in the village went out to carry the burden, carry the basket, and carry the basket. Wheat, soybeans, sweet potatoes, corn, melons and fruits are divided according to what the population can eat. At that time, there were many children in the family, and the food allocated was not enough to eat, so the adults planted potatoes, red roots, and vegetables in their own vegetable gardens as a supplement for the main meal, and the children were not picky eaters, as long as there were in the bowl, they were fragrant and strong. The adults tried their best to get more grain, and at that time, the grain of the production team was often stolen, from the warehouse, from the field, from the storehouse, from the field, from the unfinished wheat, and from the wheat straw to the pigsty. The lack of entertainment production team, living a group of people who love to watch lively and gossip, the next day the man and the man ** gathered together, you said, he said, big and small things are automatically on the news broadcast, plus the people next to them are talking about it, and the news of the theft exploded all of a sudden. "Who is so daring? "I admire the robbers who have entered the warehouse, when will I learn from them?" "Dozens of catties of wheat are worth two or three months' rations, and they can be sold. "I knew that wheat straw was red-eyed, so I should have started first." There are all kinds of interpretations of ridicule, anger, doubt, surprise, and heartbeat. There is only a piece of paper between the good people and the thief, it doesn't matter if you steal or not, as long as it is yourself who has not picked up the wool, you must scold and fight to condemn and vent. In that era when food and clothing were the first priority, stealing seemed to be a very common thing, going to the street to eat noodles and looking at the bowl of noodles, taking advantage of no one to put it in the clothes and take it away, into the neighbor's house, the eggs just laid in the chicken coop, seeing that there was no one, picked up the eggs as if picking up their own chicken coop. There is no shame in stealing people, after a period of excitement, the speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, a few hehe, maybe next time it will be the turn of what will be stolen.
After dinner, the stove was cleaned up, and the mother confessed to her eldest daughter of 14 years: "You go to bed late tonight, help me do something at night." ”
What's up? "Don't ask more, just wait for you to listen to me."
What the mother told must have been very important, and the daughter did not continue to ask.
In early winter, it was dark early, and at ten o'clock in the evening, the temperature plummeted, and there was a chill, and everyone in the village slept, but my mother did not sleep. I saw my mother tidy up the hemp rope in her hand, picked up a flat pole and whispered to her eldest daughter, "Go, follow me". Pushing open the back door, it was boundless darkness outside, and I couldn't see my fingers, only the shadows of trees guarding the house. The village was quiet, the footsteps sounded so clear, and the eldest daughter felt that she and her mother were as mysterious as spies, and their eyes were scanning all directions like rats.
The warehouse of the production team was only seven or eight hundred meters away from home, and my mother walked to a water tank next to the warehouse and stopped, used the strength of a strong man to move the water tank, rolled on the ground a few times, poured out the water and leaves inside, and tied the water tank with two hemp ropes. With the daughter in front and the mother behind, they staggered to the house, walking very close during the day, but far away at night. The daughter gasped for breath for a while, and quietly asked with some fear: "Will anyone come, will anyone be discovered?" "Why aren't you home?" The mother only said, "There will be no one at this time, it's fine." The water tank was too heavy, the daughter said that the shoulder of the flat burden hurt, the mother put down the flat shoulder to take a breath, the mother and daughter did not dare to speak, to see if there was any light in the nearby house, the sound of insects chirping in the grass was particularly clear, and a few dogs barked occasionally in the distance. The daughter's heart was beating fast, and the vest was sweating slightly. The mother and daughter lifted the water tank and quickened their pace, and finally reached their home through the woods behind the house. The daughter put down the burden and thought that everything was all right and she could go to sleep, but the mother said, "Don't be busy, carry the water tank to the trailer house." The daughter and the mother hunched their backs and moved around to a small, dark mopping house, where they were placed in the innermost corner, covered with planks and cotton wool, and then the mother and daughter went to sleep together.
When the day dawned, my mother heard someone in the village say that the water tank in the team was missing, and someone wanted a broken water tank. ”
Wouldn't the door-to-door investigation reveal the truth? ”
I didn't steal, who dares to search my house! "Someone was indignant.
If you want to steal, you can steal valuable things, and I still look down on a broken water tank", the mother echoed as if nothing happened, and joined the discussion team. The thief did not write on his face, and the people who were talking about it could not tell the difference between the police and the thief for a while.
At that time, buying the same water tank was worth dozens of yuan, and the broken water tank was filled with chaff and grain, which played a great role, and it was used for seven or eight years, and it was accidentally completely broken and turned into a pile of garbage on the road.
When the daughter grew up, she asked her mother if she was afraid at that time, and her mother said, why are you not afraid, she was poor at that time, and she was afraid of being a thief, unlike people who are afraid of thieves now.
Late at night, the village fell silent. Guixiang had just taken off her shoes and was about to go to bed, when there was a noise outside the door, and Guixiang thought it was the creak of the door in the wind, so she didn't care. "Tuk-tuk", someone really knocked on the door, it's so late, who is outside. Seeing that there was no movement in the house, a deep voice came from the crack in the door: "It's me, Guixiang." Guixiang guessed the ** when she heard the voice, it was a man from the same village, no, it looked like a young man. The wind is loud and the sound is not very clear, Guixiang stood motionless in front of the mirror, her heart was beating hard, she pricked up her ears to listen, the knock on the door was gone, whether it was open or not, and Guixiang had insomnia at night in hesitation.
Guixiang and my mother are the same age, but they are of a lower generation, so I call her Sister Guixiang. It is a barefoot doctor in the village, who shows the villagers some simple diseases such as cold and cough, mainly by injection and medicine, to be precise, the ** of the village clinic.
When her son was three years old, her husband died unexpectedly in a car accident, leaving Guixiang orphaned and widowed, and leaving five or six acres of land. In the past, Guixiang worked in the village clinic, and the work in the fields was all taken care of by her hard-working husband, and Guixiang did not interfere much, and occasionally came to the fields to help. Now that her husband is gone, the five or six acres of land make Guixiang worried. Although the elderly father-in-law and brother-in-law came to help as before, Guixiang was always more tired than before.
Stone's home and Guixiang are not far away, a few years ago, the daughter-in-law was seriously ill, and she spent all her savings to see a doctor and couldn't think of drinking pesticides and died, leaving three and a half rough sons.
Guixiang's husband went for a year, and when Shi looked at Guixiang again, his eyes were a little strange, and his eyes seemed to have a fire in his eyes. Shi finished his field work, and when he saw the figure of a person in the cinnamon field, he came to help. Guixiang was very polite at first, always refused verbally, and after finishing the work, she always urged him to hurry up. She was afraid that others would see it and gossip, according to the stone in the village, Guixiang should call Uncle Shi, Shi is the brother of Guixiang Gonggong. Lonely men and widows, gossip began to spread in the village, saying who seduced whom first, that someone saw the stone sneaking into Guixiang's house at night. The gossip reached Guixiang's father-in-law's ears, and the father-in-law opened one eye and closed one eye and sighed. Knocking on Guixiang's door at night, the door did not open, and the stone was unwilling, so he invited someone to propose marriage and make the words clear. It's okay not to say it, this statement ignited the fire of the father-in-law, what kind of system is this, you are an elder, married Guixiang, my grandson calls you dad or grandpa? None of your own three sons can shake it. Guixiang can marry anyone, but I won't agree to marry you. As long as I have one breath, you'll die of this heart. The words were addressed to the stones, and they were also handed to Guixiang.
Guixiang said to the stone that she didn't want to get married, and she wanted to bring up the child alone and live her life alone. The stone no longer mentions the matter of marriage, Guixiang gave part of the field to others to plant, leaving more than one acre of land to make himself physically much easier, the stone is busy with his own field, still come to help, Guixiang sometimes refuses, sometimes acquiesce, the two lonely hearts are broken.
Shaoxiong was paid as a cadre in the town on the street, seven or eight years older than Guixiang, and his wife Chunzhi was farming in his hometown, which was called half of the household at that time. It is not clear what level of official Shaoxiong is, anyway, the salary is not low, others get 36 yuan a month, and he gets 45 yuan.
Chunzhi does farm work at home, does not pay attention to food and clothing, and has two children, the eldest one studying in the town and the younger one attending primary school in the countryside. Haruka has slight buckteeth, and when she laughs, she shows a mouth full of tiger teeth. Shaoxiong came back almost every Sunday to help with the work, and when he was busy, he went home once every two weeks.
At that time, the cadres in the town went to the countryside, and Guixiang knew Shaoxiong very early. Guixiang does less farm work, ** whiter than other rural women, a white cover of ugliness, a gentle speech, and a pair of big eyes sparkling good-looking. At the health center, people are often given injections, and the technique is very gentle, and adults and children like it. When the spanking needle, the man with a bad smile pretended to twist, Guixiang said, "It's not that you want to take it off all when you go to the toilet", the man's face turned red for a while, and when he met the man who wanted to answer, Guixiang yelled "hurry up" and took off his pants, quickly pricked the needle on the buttocks, and the cotton swab was rubbed a few times and it was over. Hun jokes from Guixiang's mouth naturally not so rude, happy that men are sick or not like to run the infirmary, the infirmary has 2 rooms, one inside is a row of cabinets, the outside is the doctor's table, the two rooms are about 30 square meters, and this is a lively place in the village in the evening. Shaoxiong went to the countryside to come to the village during the day, and often came to the clinic to get some medicine when he was not sick, and said a few words to Guixiang.
After Guixiang's husband died, Shaoxiong often bought some canned snacks for Guixiang's son, telling Guixiang to speak up if he was in difficulty. Guixiang's son is in junior high school and wants to be divided into a good class, Guixiang said a word, and Shaoxiong came forward to solve it. Guixiang's relatives sell cotton, and when Guixiang squeaks, it can be sold for a good price. Shaoxiong is different from the farmers in the village, he is knowledgeable, he can speak, and everything goes to Guixiang's heart, Guixiang feels the warmth that she has not seen for a long time, and finds herself a little dependent on him.
Shaoxiong came knocking on the door, and she opened. Shaoxiong never thought of divorcing and marrying her, but he felt that the lonely woman in front of him was not easy, and he had a desire to protect her. Guixiang also didn't want to break up his home, and he was content to help him when he encountered difficulties.
is emotional, stops at reality, and has no future** after all, it is scarred. Neither Shi nor Shaoxiong took a step further. Facing the difficulties of reality, it's just stealing a life from each other.
Many years later, my mother said that it didn't take long for Shi to ask someone else to be his wife. After Shaoxiong was transferred to the county, the radio waves that disappeared were cut off.
Guixiang's son made a home in the city and took her into the city to enjoy her blessings.
At the age of 30, Xuan Jian was elected as the leader of the village's production team.
The captain of the village changed one stubble after another, he couldn't keep it, he had no authority to speak, the captain couldn't have a few more money, and he was more angry with the villagers, and no one wanted to be this drudgery.
Unlike those remote villages, or still retain some simple folk customs, Xuanjian's village belongs to the urban-rural junction, with various open and secret rules, and some gangsters have their backs to the gangs on the street, aiming their fists and sticks at their neighbors. The villagers are afraid of Xuanjian, he is big, his hair is combed and shiny, and his bell-bottoms are shaken by the wind, he is a famous "red brain" in the village, relying on the many brothers of the clan, colluding with the gangs on the street, idle, fighting, stealing chickens and dogs, and doing all the bad things. Don't make a big deal, if you catch it, you will go in and lock it up for a few days, and if you come out, you will be sick again, and the villagers will secretly complain, and they will walk around him helplessly.
Xuanjian got married when he was 28 years old, and his wife was a problematic young woman in a neighboring village, wandering in the same waves, worshiping Xuanjian incomparably, painting his eyebrows and wearing lipstick, lighting a cigarette and spitting out fog and dragging him cool. The villagers saw it in their eyes, and they were afraid and disdainful in their hearts, these two people were really a beautiful pair, and they didn't know how much they had to do to harm the neighbors of the village, and it was also worrying that they would be troubled if they were far away.
A year later, Xuan Jian became a father, and the daughter of the pink dudu looked like Xuan Jian, with big eyes, smiling at Xuan Jian, the tough and crooked Xuan Jian was melted like a ball of cotton warm, and there was less time to wander outside, often holding his daughter to wander around the village, taking the initiative to greet the villagers, sometimes holding his daughter in his arms, sometimes carrying his daughter on his shoulder. With such a father, whoever dares to bully himself in the future should ask his father's fist. Xuanjian washed his daughter's urine ** and cooked for his wife. The villagers are talking behind their backs, Xuanjian has changed, the prodigal son has turned back and walked the right way, and the people who were so crooked in the past still have such a tender side.
With the concern of his daughter and the warmth of his family, Xuanjian has done fewer bad things, and the people in the village are still afraid of him.
In the first year or two of being the captain, Xuan Jian was conscientious, arranging agricultural affairs, organizing meetings, collecting electricity bills, collecting and retaining, and his words and smiles were ruthless, which was much smoother than the previous captain.
The calm sea surface undercurrent is surging, I don't know which string to ride, Xuanjian ** is sick again. I saw that no one picked the cotton in other people's fields for several days, and I picked it when I was my own. The owner of the cotton first opened his throat and scolded Huai, and the whole village knew that the cotton was stolen. Xuan Jian took the words and shot back a few words, the owner of the cotton was not angry, and poked the sore spot and scolded the dog for not changing to eat feces, and even scolded the eight generations of ancestors together. Enraged, Xuan Jian picked up a brick and slammed it on his head, and the scene was suddenly blurred with blood, and the person died before he could be sent to the hospital.
Xuan Jian knew that he had escaped from the catastrophe and did not go home for half a year. After the public security organs filed the case, they had been secretly staring at the whereabouts of Xuan Jian's family, and finally caught Xuan Jian in Xiangyang.
An honest farmer, a team leader with a good criminal record, a snow-white cotton field, and a seemingly unrelated bridge deduce a bloody case, the huge waves of cold fate hit, and the life of the beating is unrecognizable, making the two broken families fall into a deep rift, and poking the hearts of many relatives.
Alas, it's really sad.
When I was a child, I had a disease and a pimple on my neck that looked like a leprosy, red, swollen and painful, with blisters but not exactly blisters. After taking some medicine at the village clinic and not getting better, someone told my mother that there was a local doctor in the neighboring village group who was very powerful and had treated others for many incurable diseases.
In a panic, my mother took me to Dr. Tu's house the next day, and the doctor looked left and right, thought about it and said to my mother, "You can be optimistic." The mother was as happy as a child, and hurriedly said, "This is good, this is good, as long as you can see it, I will listen to you." The stingy mother wanted to bargain with the doctor at this moment, but she couldn't help but speak, took out the crumpled money ticket, counted it and handed it to the doctor.
The doctor originally did not allow the mother to follow the doctor, but the mother was worried that she must follow, so the doctor had to agree and told the mother not to make a noise during the treatment process. I saw the doctor take out a piece of paper like Huang Yu from the house, with some unintelligible symbols drawn on it, covering my neck, marking the size with a pen, and then, taking me to stretch the Huang Yu paper to a wall in the kitchen, I don't understand his mouth moving up and down whispering the scriptures or incantations, this process is very mysterious, no one is allowed next to **, can only be done secretly, can not tell others, mother dare not ask, I honestly wait for his mouth to finish, the doctor told my mother to come back every few days, Another box of homemade rubbing medicine was prescribed, and my mother and I honestly followed the doctor's instructions and went home full of anticipation.
After a few days, I came to the doctor's house and repeated the process of treatment, and after a few courses of treatment, the leprosy on my neck became smaller and smaller, and finally it was really good!
I don't know why Dr. Tu is making gestures on his neck, drawing talismans on the wall, why there can't be anyone next to him, what he is reading in his mouth, and what the ingredients of the box of medicine are. The world is so wonderful, it's unbelievable when I think about it now.
I told my friend who was a doctor about what happened when I was a child, and according to his analysis, it might be blister erysipelas.
Buddhists say that stealing, taking without taking from others, is one of the ten bad karma and should be disdained.
We uphold the kind nature, do not cross the bottom line of being a man, do not steal money, do not steal fish, do not steal people, in the busy and tired, it is still okay to steal half a day of leisure.
Be your own lover, everyone has a moment. Finding candy that has been stolen by life, I mean, a cup of tea, a book, a song, a drink, a walk--- or a lazy look, a derpy, and doing something you like is not a sin.
During the seven-day National Day holiday, the school was only closed for three days, and I didn't go far away, so I patted the sunset flowers and plants in the city, accompanied my family, and listened to my mother's stories about the past while eating snacks on the sofa.
Eating fireworks, stealing leisure, a person who has been over for most of his life, is fortunate to have such a little bit of stealing.