Chapter 68 27. Farewell to suburban labor (2)

In Nanyuan, the weather was good in the first year, and the big radish grew amazingly.During the autumn harvest, I was in charge of watching the greenery. Every night I patrolled around with a flashlight with six batteries and a military stick, watching the moon while reciting Li Bai's poems.I am born with talents that will be useful, and come back after all the money is gone, the bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of ​​clouds... deeply moved my heart.But I never had any specific ideas. In "Watching Youth", I met a youth watcher from the Hebei Bangzi Troupe in the city. His elder brother not only told me a lot of anecdotes about Shang Xiaoyun and Li Guiyun, but also treated me to a lot of barbecued green corn.Sorry, we both engaged in a bit of self-stealing.On a bright and bright moonlit night, the sky is full of people, the green smoke is curling up alone, the new millet is fragrant, I have given up the dream of lightness, I am always ashamed, watching the badgers go at midnight, Bo Ming likes the birds singing.The beauty, and at least the stomach satisfaction, was a miracle at the time.

Apart from reading Li Bai on a moonlit night and listening to anecdotes about opera masters, the result of my reading is that I saved some food coupons and brought them back to Beijing to subsidize the family.By 1961, I had two sons.The night shift looks young, and there is a food subsidy. Next to our non-staple food production base in Nanyuan is a large cemetery. We were ordered to move the corpses there. Facing the rotten coffins and skeleton remains, we had no joy, no sorrow, no fear. Those who have experienced it have already achieved landslides without panic , the ground is not moving.When I was young, I often went to the cemetery to sit for a while. In the dead of night, I could hear voices and laughter coming from the direction of the city.There, sometimes the cry of a bug called "diniu" is heard, muffled like a cow, and dark like a tiger.It is said that this kind of insect is called by sticking its mouth into the ground.I have also heard the crowing of owls several times, because I have already learned that owls are beneficial birds, so I don't find it unpleasant, let alone ominous.Rightists and owls, of course, the former is more unlucky.

Both unprecedented and unprecedented, in this autumn-protecting month in Sanlezhuang, for the first time, I felt with autumn, with moonlit night, with crops, with starry sky, with urban and rural areas, with tombs, with insects, birds, badgers and foxes, with Li Bai and Su Shi, and with Tang poetry and Song poetry are so close to the rotation and revolution of the earth, to the lunar calendar and the solar calendar, a feeling of being one with all things, a feeling of traveling with flying immortals, and a feeling of dying with the bright moon, a feeling of being alone. The feeling of coming and going alone, floating in the world, free and happy, smiling with tears, a feeling that is both sad and poignant, open-minded and quiet, so beautiful, so beautiful, more beautiful than anything else!

What is unforgettable is the vacation life during the labor period.In Sangyu, it is said that there is a four-day rest every two months. In autumn, when the farming is busy, coupled with the heat of Yuejin, it used to be more than three months before taking a rest.In Yidan Shigou, there are four days off every month, roughly in line with the rule of one day off every week.When I arrived at Sanlezhuang, I had two days off in two weeks, which is more normal. One of the things Fang and I like to do during breaks is to go to the teahouse near Beihai Qianmen to order some melon seeds with soy sauce, drink tea, chat, and maybe order some cold drinks in midsummer.The wicker brushes against the face, the water waves are rippling, and the sun shines in the gaps of the mat shed above the head and on the water waves.There is a slight smell of fish and the fragrance of lotus leaves floating in the nostrils.We talked about anecdotes about labor, about reading, about new movies and the latest popular songs.We also talked about our children, our family affairs, planning financial income and expenditure and shopping goals, that is, after the discussion in the Beihai Cafe, we bought a Zhengzhou-made red light brand dual-purpose four-tube radio. The so-called dual-purpose means that it can carry The record player, which I thought would allow me to hear a booming Italian bel canto solo, didn't work very well.

And every time we drink tea, we talk about many promising and interesting things, and the common conclusion is that life is lovely, the situation is good, the body is healthy, thinking is rewarding, difficulties are being overcome step by step, happiness is being created little by little, and tomorrow will be better , the future is bright! ... Memories of all kinds, memories related to suburban labor, are mostly positive.But I still suffer from dreaming, talking in my sleep, and even nightmares.Until more than ten years later, more than twenty years later, I would sometimes curse people in my dreams shortly after falling asleep. The hometown dialect and Beijing dialect, childhood memories, full meat and vegetable meals, plus moaning and holding my breath, are said to be really scary.During Yidan Shigou period, a gentleman thought that my sleep talking was a manifestation of thinking problems, and he made accusations, but no response was received, and I did not encounter any more accidents because of this.

The main characteristics of the above-mentioned nightmares are cursing in the dream, exhausted by cursing, limbs like iron, which is obviously related to physical fatigue, and related to the superficial openness and cheerfulness of the mood, but in fact there is still a lot of depression. There is another kind of dream, which is not so much a nightmare as a sour dream.I married Fang in 1957. At that time, she had not finished her studies. We lived in Taiyuan and Beijing respectively. After that, I went to work and broke up again.When I went back to Beijing on vacation, she sometimes lived at her mother and sister’s house, and sometimes at my house. One was in Xisi and the other was in Guangminglou, Chongwen District. At that time, I thought they were very far apart.Our vacations are all announced suddenly, in order to avoid saying too early that it will affect the labor mood and the consciousness of reform.There is no phone at both ends, and I go home suddenly, but I don't know where Fang is.Sometimes I arrived at Xisi first, and when I saw that there was no Fang, I hurried back to the bus and trolleybus to go to Guangminglou. Unexpectedly, she was sitting on the public transport vehicle from Guangminglou to Xisi at this time. If I searched back and forth, I would lose my vacation time. A considerable part.It’s been a long time, until the time has passed, maybe we live together in a foreign hotel, on the same bed, I will still ride back and forth in the car in my dream, looking for each other, passing each other, missing each other, and the phone is not connected, the call is not available. Ling, the power outage and the lights stop, it is miserable.

And once during a temporary vacation, I met Fang at my house, and she just bought a watermelon, and we happened to eat melon together. This is one of the happiest memories of my era.