Chapter 3 Follow Zhang Leping

Do you know Zhang Leping? Of course! After so many years, how can you say you don’t know me? It’s a pity that he doesn’t know me. The newspaper said that he was the vice-captain of the Shangrao Comic Propaganda Team in Jiangxi Province, and he became the captain after Ye Qianyu left.Find him, and don't let me be a team member or a soldier.He has nothing to be afraid of! I will not snatch his captain position. How to travel in Shangrao, Jiangxi Province? How far is it? I don’t care if it’s money or not. I can give people portraits and silhouettes along the way. Otherwise, it’s not a problem to beg for food, right? There are no people from my hometown around.If I join the comics propaganda team, I am like the two lines that foreigners love to sing:

"When you get to Naples, you can die!" Zhang Leping is also strange. Over the past few years, he has visited here and there, first Nanjing, then Wuhan, and the third war zone in Shangrao, Jiangxi, Jinhua, Nanping, Meixian, and Ganzhou. I don't know if it is true or not.If I make up my mind to chase after me, I will die of exhaustion! So I honestly worked as a porcelain worker in Dehua for more than two years, as a member of the field service regiment in Quanzhou and Xianyou for more than two years, as a primary school teacher for half a year, and a middle school teacher for half a year , a year as an art staff member of the Public Education Center.In the past few years, painting, woodcutting, reading, hunting, raising dogs, blowing the horn, and writing poems, it seems that I have entered an inexplicable university, and I seem to have really grown up.I know a lot of things, and I have made many lifelong friends by virtue of my identity as a woodcut painter.

After a little stability, I wanted to move again. My good friend helped me to come up with a plan: "There is a regiment of strong men in the military-administered area who are going to Hunan. You might as well go with them. Although it is a little farther to walk three provinces, you will save money. I have a companion along the way! First go back to my hometown to see my parents, have a rest, and then find a way to go to Chongqing, isn’t it much closer? After arriving in Chongqing, there are two plans, one is to enter Xu Beihong’s Academy of Fine Arts, the other is Try to go to Yan'an, that place is the most suitable for you, and I will help you when the time comes. I have three letters here, one from Zeng Yelu and Xu Xifan from the Jiangxi Ganzhou drama teaching team, one from Changsha, and one from Chongqing. You should put it away .Things are uncertain. If there is an accident on the way, you will stay in the Ganzhou drama teaching team. Ganzhou is in the middle of the two ends, so it is not a bad idea to stay, let’s talk about it when the time comes!”

Starting from Yongchun County, the wind and rain began, and it was difficult to calculate a thousand miles? Two thousand miles?At that time, the eyes must be cruel, so that the tragic things can be swallowed and remembered.On the way, the battalion commander and company commander began to talk behind my back, pointing fingers.Inhuman life, the number of strong men has been reduced rapidly; looking at those eyes and postures, it seems that they are warmly inviting me to join the ranks of the young men.If you don't leave now, when will you stay? The Second Drama Education Team of the Ministry of Education is at Dongxi Temple near Ganzhou City.

Why would a drama troupe be stationed in the temple? Because it doesn't look like a temple at all; it doesn't have the layout and rules of a temple.One piece to the east and one piece to the west, the ups and downs are inexplicable. I don’t know if it’s a careless monk or a poor carpenter friend.As the Beijingers often say: "Nowhere is pleasing to the eye." There is no decent house, no decent corner, the stairs are not like stairs, the board walls are not like board walls, and the courtyard is not like a courtyard.Desperate to the point of mildew. Fortunately, the people in the troupe are all interesting and very engaging.

Brothers and sisters-in-law Xu Xifan have a close relationship with me; brothers Chen Tingshi (Er's family) who can be regarded as old acquaintances; brothers Yin Zhen and Lu Zhixiang who can get along well.I was too small and insignificant in the team, a trainee.In fact, there is nothing I can do at all.I'm staying because of the face of those two letters, it's just a small act of kindness. Ershi told me with gestures that Zhang Leping was also in Ganzhou. "Ah!" I felt like I was getting an electric shock. He gestured again: "I live in the nearby Islamic primary school."

"Ah!" I came again. A day later, Ershi took me to Zhang Leping's house. Go out of the gate of the Dongxi Temple team, turn left, go down a small slope, walk seven or eight steps on a flat slope, and then go down a small slope, halfway up the waist with a small side door on the right hand, and you are here. Pass through the dark, smelly, and moldy "desert" kitchen, go down three steps, and between the wooden classroom and the classroom on the left, there is a long, steep and sealed staircase that goes straight up to Zhang Mansion - a small room. I lost the feeling of meeting Leping brother and sister-in-law for the first time in my panic.It seems that I have known them in my previous life; I secretly asked them in my heart: I have been looking for you for many years, do you know? The two of them look exactly like I imagined they should look like.In this family, I am full of harmony in my head and chest.

Surrounded by wooden walls, a small table, a double bed, a photo of getting married in church (it was later revealed that it was altered from a photo of a foreigner), two advertisements designed for China Tea Company, and a small window. Later, I sent him a couplet written by Fujian Xianyou painter Li Geng: Someone plows the green fields after the rain, Moonlight No Dog Barking Flower Village. He hangs next to the advertisement of China Tea Company. I went to their house often for several months.There are two friends who are about my age also often visit, one is named Gao Shixiang, the other name is forgotten.Xiao Gao's smiling face is still our precious memory. (Xiao Gao, where are you?)

At that time, the big brothers and seniors rarely had so many young people around to help them as they do today.The older generation is also very young, life is hard but happy in body and mind.Young people's respect for virtuous men is very academic and pure.The contempt for national calamity, family feud and Chiang Kai-shek, in the big picture, is a kind of undoubted cohesive force.In the small places of people's lives, even if there were quarrels, scolding mothers, and quarreling upstairs and downstairs, the memories have melted away, leaving only warmth and sweetness; Angel's little wings wave and smile to you in front of your forehead.The sudden flow of time is not because of the magnanimity of the time, but because of the forgiveness of these suffering beings.

Brother Le Ping's death is very strange to me. In fact, it is not easy to live to be more than 80 years old.I just said, how did brother Le Ping turn into his eighties? It’s like I sometimes wonder how I suddenly turned into my seventies.Everything lives in the eternal past. Some people said that during the Anti-Japanese War, so-and-so suffered so-and-so; some people themselves said, so-and-so suffered.He forgot, during the Anti-Japanese War, who didn’t suffer? Happiness is not fair; suffering is always meticulously and fairly distributed on everyone’s shoulders.So Kafka said: "Look at your pain objectively."

Brother Le Ping is always so elegant in personality.I have never complained, I have never seen him laughing and losing his composure, and sometimes when he is a little proud, his thumb will be just right, and he will say: "This thing is evil!" I am very wild, but following him is submissive.At that time, I had nothing worthy of his praise.Somehow, on a whim, I helped Yin Zhen's brother make a cartoon portrait that could be hung on the wall with mud, and also painted it with color and slightly shiny egg white.Brother Le Ping looked at it as if he was proud of me. Holding my work flat, he squinted and said to Brother Zhen: "How can you be so good-looking? Don't be a day or two..." Turn back to me and say: "Wow! Let me make my vice-glory too! Okay?" I finished it in a day or two and sent it to an Islamic primary school.He was very happy to see: "Drink! Drink! Drink!" He held it up again and squinted his eyes: "How could Nong start such a thing? Nong's eyes are evil, and Ala's nose is crooked. He caught Nong even if he was beaten!" He literally hammered little nails into the wall, like it was hung. After half a month or a month, Ershi told me with gestures that Le Ping made a special backhand move and broke the nose of the caricature.