Chapter 9 Mountain River Farm

I suddenly felt very strange, although I was treated very unfairly on the farm, but I still have a lot of affection for the farm.This experience on the farm has enabled me to accumulate a lot of life experience, which is rare and irreplaceable. At the end of April 1969, I returned to Beijing.At that time, the parents had been released from the work unit, but they had not been "liberated". My mother was treated the worst. She has been locked up above a latrine pit in the No. 1 Machine Tool Factory, which is only 6 square meters, which is too inhumane.She was in menopause at that time, and after she came back, her nerves were a little abnormal, and she often fell ill. When she was sick, she always suspected that someone had killed her. After being diagnosed by the hospital, she suffered from "persecution delusion".

His father was taken to Henan. He had practiced martial arts before joining the revolution. When the rebels beat him, he didn't dare to fight back, but he instinctively defended. This defense hurt the rebels, so he beat him harder and was beaten. The intervertebral disc is herniated, and I can't walk. I have to rely on something to move. Under such circumstances, the rebels still let my father go to work.At that time, my eldest sister took my younger brother back to her hometown, and my second sister went to Inner Mongolia to jump in the queue. I was the only one at home.Every morning, I push my bicycle out, my father lies on top of me, supports me, and I take the No. Four Intelligence Building (now the Ministry of Foreign Affairs).

I'll pick him up after get off work in the evening.Not only that, but I had to cook, I never knew how to cook, and at that time I had to deal with it blindly, they thought it was delicious.At that time, the burden of the whole family's life was on my shoulders, which made me very miserable. I was seventeen years old in 1969. At that time, the ideal of "revolution" had long been shattered, and the job was not available. Zhang Ya was right, just "hanging around" all day long.Once my father came to talk to me and said that if I didn't go to the mountains and the countryside, it would be difficult for him to explain in the office.I know that my father was in a very helpless situation. At that time, our family moved into two rebels, and they occupied the best room.They watched us all day long, and they knew about my situation.

Later, my mother also put pressure on me, and I couldn't stand it anymore.Besides, I had nothing to do all day, and I felt very bored. I had to find a home, so I went back to school and proposed to the military propaganda team to go to the Northeast Farm. The military propaganda team said that through understanding, you can educate your children well, and your nature is also good, but your health is not good.I fought softly with the military propaganda team and asked them to give me a chance to revolutionize.Finally, I hid the medical examination form and lied that I had lost it, and they agreed.In the future, I want to return to Beijing for medical treatment, and when I look for this watch again, I can't find it no matter what.History played a trick on me.

On the morning of September 23, 1969, I took my luggage and said goodbye to my parents. As soon as I walked to the door of their room, I couldn't help but burst into tears.I have never cried so much, I realize that I may never come back from this walk, and I can't help myself when I think about it.My mother didn't come out, and she cried a lot inside, and the last child was forced away. What could make a mother sad like this?My father stayed with my mother in the house and didn't come out. The whole room was full of sadness and despair.I have never forgotten this scene.Later, some neighbors sent me to the train station.From then on, when I encountered difficulties and needed help, I always reached out to help as long as I could.

I understand how a person feels when they are in a desperate situation. The train we took was also a kind of "special train", and it was full of educated youths.There is no time for the train, it stops and goes, and often stops at an unknown station for several hours.The person who came to Beijing to pick us up described the farm as wonderful as a "Xanadu".So we are still full of confidence in the car, talking and laughing, very happy. After two days and two nights of traveling, we finally arrived at Shanhe Farm.Our first meal at the farm was excellent, but not from the third day onwards.It snowed on the day I first arrived, and the snow melted when it hit the ground. The black soil in the Northeast is very muddy when it sees water, and it sticks to your feet when you step on it.We all wore new clothes and new shoes and made a mess.I didn't work for the first two days because of the snow, and started cutting beans on the third day.The ridges in the northeast can't be seen at a glance, each person is responsible for a ridge, and cuts forward with his head down.

The worst day for a woman is to cut 3,000 meters. I cut 900 meters and lay down on the ground, unable to move. I don’t care about any mud or dirt.After a few days of mowing, I couldn't hold on anymore, so I had to go to the company cadre to explain the reason and ask for a lighter job.Ordinarily, this request is not too much, but even the cadres refused my request politely.In a fit of rage, I took sick leave.In this way, even the cadres thought that I was hiding a traitor and playing tricks, moaning without illness, and our relationship suddenly became tense. We didn't know until we arrived at the farm that Shanhe Farm was originally a reform-through-labor farm, and the reform-through-labor prisoners left only the day before we came.The cadres on the farm used to discipline reform-through-labor prisoners, but now they still manage us in the same way as reform-through-labor prisoners. In their eyes, we "re-education" subjects are no different from reform-through-labor prisoners, and they don't respect the personality of our educated youth at all.

What made me even more unbearable was the political discrimination. Among other things, I was not eligible to join the basic militia that almost everyone in the company could join.This kind of discrimination reminds me all the time: you are inferior. At that time, I was very depressed and learned to smoke and drink.When the educated youth get together, they play poker, chat with gods, and talk all kinds of rough things.There are a lot of lice in the Northeast, and all the educated youths have them.At that time, I had a large appetite, and I could eat ten flower rolls like a shooting star chasing the moon, but I was hungry again before the next meal.Due to insufficient oil and water, some educated youths stole geese from cadres.Their method is very clever. After grabbing the goose's neck and wrapping it with a coat, they can't even scream.Although I have never stolen it, I have eaten it several times.My position on the farm is very strange. The cadres treat me badly, but the educated youths treat me well.

I'm not good at washing clothes, and I can't wash them clean.At that time, the male educated youths always asked the female educated youths for help, and the girls and I never talked, and when we talked, our hearts beat uncontrollably.I basically didn't know the girls in the company. When I returned to Beijing, I couldn't even remember their name when they came to see me.Liu Heping, an educated youth in Beijing, introduced me to two girls, Jin Xiaojuan and Xue Li, who could help me with my laundry.So I took the dirty clothes over, washed them clean, and brought them back.Later, it was said that I was close to these two girls, but in fact they didn't at all, they just helped me with my laundry.At that time, I only had Zhang Ya in my heart, and I would have nothing to do with other girls.But during the time on the farm, it was basically the two of them who washed my clothes.I have lost contact with them now, if I can find them, I must thank them very much.

I brought a set of Go to the farm, but no one played it.The chess set I brought was given by Boss Chen, but it was sent out as a hidden weapon in a fight, and I felt very distressed.Later, I was so anxious that I ran to the Jiufen Field, a hundred miles away, and played chess with Cheng Xiaoliu for three days.He treated me very well, and brought out the best food he had brought from home.I am still a little famous among the educated youths. After the news of me playing chess with Cheng Xiaoliu spread, many educated youths came from other subfields one after another. This was an unprecedented event on the farm.

On the night of parting, Cheng Xiaoliu and I talked late at night, and the atmosphere was very dull. At that time, our ideals had long been shattered, and we were both confused about our future, but I didn’t give up. Maybe it will be like this for a lifetime.Cheng Xiaoliu is more pessimistic than me. He thinks that there will be no future, and this will be the same in this life, so he feels gray. Around the Spring Festival in 1971, there was a wave of "returning to the city" on the farm. Many high-ranking officials left the farm and returned to the city with various connections.The leaders of the farm also panicked about this, and they couldn't control those who had left, so they had to desperately strengthen the education of "rooting in the frontier and working hard on farming" for those who stayed. I'm also a child of a cadre, not because I don't want to go back to the city, but because my parents haven't been liberated yet, and it doesn't matter, so I don't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts, so I can only stay on the farm honestly.Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a "blessing in disguise", and was appreciated by the new leader of the division, who regarded me as "rooted in the frontier and never wavering" The advanced model, and let me give a lecture tour written by Xue Mao in the whole breakout.I can't work, but I can talk about "experience".In fact, I don't really learn well, but I want to change my situation through this. If I have the opportunity to go out in the future, the leader will not hinder it. Just when my status was rising day by day, I received a letter from my younger brother Jibo.Ji Bo told me in the letter: According to Wu Songsheng, the Japanese Go delegation will visit China soon and will arrive in Beijing in the near future. I read the letter several times, and when I was sure I read it correctly, I couldn't help being ecstatic, and I immediately decided that I couldn't miss this opportunity no matter what.It was the summer harvest at that time, and I would definitely not let me go if I asked for leave publicly, so I sneaked back to Beijing without saying hello to anyone. After I arrived in Beijing, I dared not go home. My parents asked me how to answer. If I said that I would come back to watch chess, I would definitely be scolded, and maybe they would send me back.As soon as I got out of the car, I went directly to a friend's house, and then contacted Jibo to ask about the specific time and place of the competition.Unexpectedly, Jibo told me that the Japanese Go delegation would not be coming. I was dumbfounded at this moment. I took such a big risk to watch the game, and now it is gone. This made me miserable, and it was too late to cry.No way, the next day I hurried on the train again and returned to the farm. As expected, my "advanced model" suddenly "disappeared", which became a big news in the audience. Many people talked a lot, saying that I would never return.What annoys me the most is that the branch leader, who has finally established a model, leaves without saying goodbye. Doesn't this mean that he slaps himself in the mouth?The company cadres, who already had opinions on me, gloated even more. As soon as I returned to the company, they called me in and gave me a hard training, saying that I was a political liar.My status plummeted, and I became a backwardness again, and a backwardness with great guise, a notoriety even among the leaders at the farm level. Then something happened that made my situation worse.Because of my heart disease and poor physical strength, I couldn't do heavy work, so I was assigned to the grain drying field.The work here is much easier than in the field, but at noon the sun is extremely hot, and I sweat a lot, and my mouth is extremely thirsty.The person who brought the water was an educated youth, he was very bad, and he only gave it to women.I was the only guy on the field, and he just wouldn't let me drink.I couldn't bear it, so I got anxious with him and quarreled, and I didn't know who would strike first, so I started fighting. People say that a Go player has a kind of qigong, and my explosive power is very strong. I was really anxious, and I beat him to the ground with a few blows.When I saw it, I didn't dare to fight anymore, and I was very nervous. What if something bad happened?In fact, he was pretending that he couldn't get up when he was there. This time the incident became serious, and someone immediately ran to report it. At that time, there were handcuffs on the farm, and they were handcuffed to labor reform prisoners. As a result, I was handcuffed and taken directly to the branch office.I haven't broken the law, so how can I be handcuffed casually?I refused to accept it, and struggled hard, but the more I struggled, the tighter the handcuffs became, and I didn't dare to move any more.Later, he said that the person was fine, so I was released, but I was not sent back to the company, but sent to a "study class". There were quite a few hooligans in the "study class". I felt very depressed when I was locked up there. The work I did every day was also the dirtiest and most tiring, and I felt like being escorted to a labor camp.What's even more unreasonable is that for several months in a row, all my salary had to be handed over to the educated youth who fought with me.At that time, our daily salary was one yuan and twenty-five cents, and I couldn’t work full time every month. At most, I could only earn more than 30 yuan. Without accidents, it was barely enough for myself to eat and smoke.Then I had to borrow money, and it was very difficult financially, and it completely cornered me.This time I couldn't bear it anymore, and I really left by the end of the year. I returned to Beijing at the end of 1971. Because it was winter, my parents thought it was normal. There was no work on the farm in winter, and all the educated youths came back. There was no need to ask for leave, as long as they came back in spring.I didn't tell my family about the farm, so as not to worry them again.But in the spring of the following year, the educated youths in Beijing began to return to the farm one after another, which made me a little embarrassed. When my mother asked me, I prevaricated, because I didn't want to go back anyway. Coincidentally, at this time, the director of the Heilongjiang Farm Management Bureau came to find my father. He was a student of my father when he was in Yan'an, and he also knew my mother. He hoped that my mother could help their farm with some cars, forklifts, steel rails, steel, etc. In short supply.When he knew that I was at their subordinate Shanhe Farm, he immediately said that I didn’t need to go back. Even if I was on a business trip to the General Administration, he formally appointed me as the liaison officer of the General Administration in Beijing, and the General Administration gave me salary and food stamps.In this way, I stayed in Beijing justifiably, making the "buddies" on the farm very envious. Our farm has a lot of resistance to this matter, saying that I am "going through the back door", and it is indeed "going through the back door". The atmosphere at that time was like that. If you don't go through the back door, you can't get things done.If I had stayed on the farm and "worked with iron heart", then there would not be a Nie Weiping playing Go in the future.That director can be said to have "hit the wrong way". It is said that I am a liaison officer, but in fact I rarely do business. Most of the time I go to Beijing No. 3 General Machinery Factory.At that time, the national Go team had been disbanded, and seven national players, including Chen Zude, Wu Songsheng, Hua Yigang, and Wang Runan, were assigned to work there as workers.At that time, none of them were married, and they all lived in the single dormitory of the factory. The seven of them work in "three shifts", and there are always people in the dormitory, so I play chess with them, almost non-stop from morning till night.They were also in "adversity" at the time, so they didn't care if I was an amateur or not, otherwise it would not be easy to find them to play chess. It's very strange. I basically never touched chess when I was on the farm. I only played once with Cheng Xiaoliu. My chess is a lot higher than it used to be.I think it has something to do with one's experience. Rich experience can broaden one's horizon and greatly improve one's ideological realm. I have a feeling that people who grew up in big cities have very short-sightedness. When they arrive in the Great Northern Wilderness and see the boundless fields, they immediately feel the vastness between the sky and the earth, and feel a "pound" in their hearts. With the experience of life, the realm of a person has been greatly improved.Coupled with the difficult environment, especially the tempering of my will in adversity, all these made my chess a leap in artistic conception.Now there are some chess players with good qualities and talents, but they just can’t reach the height they should be. The key is that they don’t have the difficult experience like I went to the farm, so they lack experience and tenacious will. In 1993, at the invitation of the Farm Bureau (now changed to the 93rd Bureau), accompanied by the head of the farm, I returned to Shanhe Farm after an absence of nearly 20 years.I found that the original house was gone, and there was only one toilet left, which was still the same.I suddenly said to the people who accompanied me that in front of the house we lived in, there was a strange landscape every winter, which was more than one meter high. I asked them to guess what it was?None of them could answer.I told them it was urine ice.The temperature in the Great Northern Wilderness is minus 20 to 30 degrees at night in winter, and no one is too lazy to turn a corner to go to the toilet, so they urinate as soon as they go out, add face wash water, and soon form a big ice lump, which is getting higher and higher.At a certain time, I have to dig, and I was only doing this at that time.When I finished telling the story, they were all happy. I also went to the grain drying ground where I had a fight, and showed them the place where I was handcuffed... I suddenly felt very strange. Although I was treated very unfairly on the farm, I still have a lot of affection for the farm.This experience on the farm has enabled me to accumulate a lot of life experience, which is rare and irreplaceable. In short, although this experience on the farm is unbearable and a waste of several years, it is also an asset for me, which will benefit me a lot in future chess games.