Chapter 2 one

In the winter of 1960 AD, snow fell one after another, and cold and hunger invaded the city at the same time. Master Wen's family couldn't remove the pot for a long time, and the firewood was still burning at the bottom of the pot, which was burning vigorously. Half of the pot of water was boiling, and white gas was steaming.Dalin was 10 years old that year, and Daxiu was 8 years old.The two looked helplessly at the pot with clear soup and little water, and wisps of mist shrouded their heads.First, Dalin's stomach gurgled for a while, and Daxiu's stomach seemed to be infected, and it rang lifelessly. So, the two of them sniffed the steam desperately. The steam was so light that there was no trace of meat. Very sad look.

Mother Shuzhen was staring at the vast snow field outside the window in a daze. She had thought about everything she should think about, and had eaten all that could be eaten. There was really nothing left to eat.Mother Shuzhen could only stare at the snow outside in a daze. She was a woman, and she couldn't see the child's hungry appearance. Her heart ached and the pain was tight. In the winter of that year, not only Master Wen's family was suffering from hunger, but the people all over the country, even the great man Mao Zedong, were suffering from hunger.It is not surprising that Master Wen's family is facing a pot of boiled water. Like many families, Master Wen's family has only one thought left in their minds, and that is hunger.

Master Wen walked around the house with his hands in his sleeves in confusion. He learned this way of walking from the factory manager Lao Su.When Lao Su encountered a headache, he also walked in the same way.In the factory, Lao Su always said the same thing and looked very authoritative, so many workers respected Lao Su's every move.In this hungry and cold winter, Master Wen unintentionally walked around the house following the example of the factory manager Lao Su.Master Wen walked once and then again, and his hard work paid off. He finally found a way to find food. He thought of Xidahe outside the city.In summer, he can occasionally catch one or two fish there. Since there are fish in the river, it is the hope of Master Wen's family.Thinking of this, Master Wen was a little excited, he tightened his belt, and said to Shuzhen: I'll go out for a while.

Shuzhen was already numb to Master Wen's words, he had said such words countless times in a winter, and then went out, most of the time, he would return empty-handed.Shuzhen's mind was as empty as the snow outside. When Master Wen walked past the stove, he wanted to call Dalin to be his companion, but he saw Dalin sniffing the steam greedily, so he couldn't bear to call Dalin.The moment he walked out of the door, he heard Da Xiu say to him weakly: Dad, hungry, hungry. He looked back at Daxiu, who was looking at him eagerly through the steam.He said sadly in his heart: Children, just wait, let you drink fish soup at night.

As a result, the family couldn't drink fish soup at night, and couldn't drink fish soup the next day. Something happened to Master Wen.He fell into a hole in the ice.When Master Wen rushed to Xidahe, people left countless ice holes on the ice. Many people had already arrived at Xidahe before Master Wen. Their purpose was the same, that is, to catch fish.There are more ice holes on the ice than there are fish in the water, and many people have nothing to gain, and walk away with their heads down and sleeves down. There are still a few steadfast people on the whole river waiting in front of the ice holes. Master Wen has no choice. The ground can only sit there and wait for the rabbit. He squats on the ice in the cold wind and looks at the clear water flowing slowly in the ice hole. He doesn't even look like a fish. And Daxiu's two small faces shrouded in mist, he gave up the idea of ​​going back again.He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that there would be a fresh fish appearing in front of him, and then he rushed over desperately, so that at night, the whole family could drink hot fish soup.Just when Master Wen was almost in despair, the long-awaited fish finally appeared. Master Wen's blood boiled suddenly, and his whole body threw himself into the ice hole. He caught the fish, but his men also fell into the ice hole , if it’s nothing under normal circumstances, his legs are already frozen, and he doesn’t listen to Master Wen’s order. It wasn’t until the next day that Master Wen was fished out of another ice hole downstream, and Master Wen threw it in his hand. Clinging tightly to that one-foot-long fish.

When Shuzhen got the news, she fainted immediately. When Dalin and Daxiu ran towards Xidahe, they saw their father's stiff body lying on the snow on the bank, still holding the fish in his hand.The two children's eyes widened, they were stunned by the scene in front of them. They didn't cry until they finished the soup made from the fish that their father bought back with his life.At that moment, they really realized that their father had gone away from them.They lost their father, but they didn't realize clearly how to live their lives in the future.