Chapter 3 Chapter 3 The Red Silk on the Pistol

Grandpa's hometown is in Weihai, Shandong Province, which is a hometown of martial arts and has a long tradition of carrying forward the traditional martial arts of the nation.Grandfather's father, that is, my great-grandfather, escaped from Shandong with him due to the drought in his hometown. When he passed the Shanhaiguan Pass, his great-grandfather contracted an illness. With his illness, his great-grandfather continued to drive forward with his grandfather's support, and left. After three days and three nights, I came to a place in the outskirts of Fengtian, and my grandpa was dying. Grandpa watched him breathe his last breath, closed his eyes, grandpa dug a hole in the soil with his hands, and buried him.After burying the grandfather, the grandfather continued to move forward, and finally came to the Daxingan Mountains. The grandfather was unaccompanied, so he became a long-term worker for the Zhou family.

On the morning of that winter day, in order to protect the dignity of a 20-year-old long-term laborer in front of Mrs. Zhou's wife Xiaofeng, my grandfather rounded the shovel and knocked the young master of the Zhou family down in the snow.He thought, that shovel must have killed the young master of the Zhou family. He owed his debts and killed him. Grandpa kept this ancient Chinese motto firmly in mind, and ran to the mountains of Daxinganling in one breath in order to save his own life. Daxing'an Mountains is a vast expanse of white, with numerous trees, let alone hiding a person, even if hiding a thousand troops, it is not easy to be found.Grandpa came to his senses when he ran to the foot of the mountain. He knew that no matter what, he would never be able to go back to Zhou's house, and there would be no room for another 20-year-old him in this round village.At this time, the only way is to enter the mountain.When grandpa entered the mountain, he leveled his footprints with the shovel he was carrying.In the days to come, grandpa lived a life similar to that of a savage on the mountain, and the shovel undoubtedly became an important tool for grandpa, for hunting and skinning.At that time, Grandpa was carrying the shovel, but he did not expect that a shovel would be of such great use in his later life. At that time, it was entirely because of nervousness that he forgot to throw away the shovel in his hand, so the shovel was Follow him into the mountains.

Grandpa walked in embarrassment on the deserted Daxing'anling Mountains. At first, he regretted his rash actions, but when he thought of Xiaofeng's eyes and smile, he strengthened his mind. Grandpa finally found a hunter's shack in a valley.This shack was used by hunters in the spring and autumn seasons. The shack is in the shape of a "big" shape. It is made of wooden grids and covered with grass. There is a layer of wood of uniform thickness in the shack, which is used as a bed. Grandpa found that After leaving this shack, I undoubtedly met the kindness of a savior.He rushed over in two steps in three steps, startling a group of pheasants into the air.Grandpa saw the flint and flint left by the hunter in the shack.After cleaning up the shack, Grandpa picked up some dry branches and lit a mighty fire for himself.The fire roasted grandpa and the snow, and grandpa was hungry.Grandpa thought of the pheasant, he picked up the shovel and went out.At that time, there were many pheasants on the mountains of Daxing’an Mountains. It was cold and the pheasants were crowded in the bushes. The thick branches in the bushes blocked the pheasants from the wind and cold. The pheasants could not fly and could only scurry around in the bushes. Killed a few pheasants without much effort.Grandpa put the pheasants on the fire to roast, and after a while, the fragrance of the pheasants came out.Grandpa finished eating the pheasant and lay down in the warm shack. Grandpa felt very empty for a moment. At this time, grandpa began to miss Young Master Zhou's wife Xiaofeng like never before.

It was only a few months before and after Xiaofeng married Young Master Zhou. Grandpa knew from the first moment he saw Xiaofeng that Xiaofeng would never be forgotten in this life. Xiaofeng is the daughter of a salt merchant in Tianjinwei. Zhou Daya has a business in Tianjinwei, and the business is very prosperous.When Master Zhou was a few years old, Zhou Daya took him to a private school in Tianjin.At that time, Master Zhou came back once a year and sometimes twice a year.Master Zhou, who finished his private school, went to middle school in Tianjin Wei. At that time, his father had already come to Zhou's family to do a long-term job.Master Zhou is one year younger than grandpa.Tianjin Wei was opened up earlier than the Northeast, and Beiping was to the north. At that time, coeducational schools were publicly encouraged, and Young Master Zhou and Xiaofeng were studying in the same school.Inspired by new ideas and concepts, young boys and girls who study began to secretly fall in love.Young Master Zhou has a fair and clean face, with slender eyebrows, and two dimples on his face when he smiles.Zhou Daya is engaged in a business, and he does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to support his only son, Young Master Zhou, to study.Young master Zhou was wearing a long gown and a melon skin hat at that time, and he was very romantic and unrestrained at that time.

Xiaofeng is recognized as the school belle. Xiaofeng doesn't wear braids, but has short hair that reaches the ears. She has a round, white and rosy face, with curved and thin eyebrows that seem to be drawn with a brush, and big watery eyes.Talking and laughing Yingying sound. A boy and a girl fell in love freely on campus. At first Xiaofeng’s father, a salt merchant, opposed the marriage. When Master Zhou proposed to the salt merchant, he was rejected. Later, the salt merchant arbitrarily locked Xiaofeng at home Xiaofeng disobeyed his father's order, resolutely escaped from home, and returned to school.At that time, the campus was already on vacation, and Master Zhou did not leave in order to wait for Xiaofeng.When Xiaofeng found Master Zhou, the two lived together on campus openly.The salt merchant who was forced to come to the school was caught. The salt merchant was very annoyed and sued the Department of Education at that time. Naturally, the school did not dare to offend these well-known local merchants and wealthy businessmen, and they still depended on these people for food.Immediately, he decided to expel Master Zhou and Xiaofeng from their studies.That year, Master Zhou was eighteen years old and Xiaofeng was sixteen.The expulsion from school did not extinguish the fire of love between the infatuated man and woman.The two of them still came and went frequently. Later, the salt merchant saw that the trouble had reached such a level, and his daughter had already made cooked rice with others, so he acquiesced to this marriage, but vowed that he would never associate with the Zhou family. .In fact, the salt merchant did not agree to the marriage at that time because the salt merchant looked down on the industry in which the Zhou family made a fortune.

The people in the mountain village at the foot of Daxing'an Mountains in the northeast didn't know what business the Zhou family was doing, and Zhou Daya kept silent every time he came back.own business.The real situation is that Zhou Daya opened a brothel in Tianjin Wei, and the Zhou family was in the flesh business.Among the merchants who do business, the one whose status is so low that people look down on them is undoubtedly the owner of the brothel. The salt merchant refused to agree to this marriage out of his own conscience. The salt merchant and the Zhou family refused to communicate. After living in Tianjin Wei for a period of time, Master Zhou returned to Gushantun that winter.

When Master Zhou led the young mistress to the Zhou family compound, my grandfather, who was loading grain into the granary, saw Xiaofeng walking in behind Master Zhou.Xiaofeng wore a fur coat, and the coat should be concave or convex on Xiaofeng's body.Xiaofeng has read books, can read and write, and her mind is very liberated. When looking at people and scenery with a pair of wandering eyes, it is full of content, not empty at all.Xiaofeng saw the lofty granary of the Zhou family. My grandfather was carrying a sack of corn, walking on the trembling diving board, and was about to pour a sack of grain into the granary.Xiaofeng saw the granary as high as a two-story building and exclaimed: "Oh my God! It's so tall!" My grandpa was shocked by the exclamation. Grandpa turned around and saw Xiaofeng's upturned Standing on the diving board of Gaoshang, Grandpa can see not only the painted eyebrows, but also the tender and plump neck under the fur coat. When Grandpa saw this, his whole body seemed to be shocked by an electric shock. Almost fell off the high diving board.

From that moment, grandpa screamed in his heart: "God!" Grandpa couldn't forget Xiaofeng, the young grandmother of the Zhou family. In the days to come, Grandpa would often see Young Master Zhou accompanying Xiaofeng for a walk in the yard, stepping on the snow "creaking" and walking lightly along the way.Xiaofeng is very good at laughing, and her laughter is also nice.When Xiaofeng laughed, two small dimples appeared on her face, the dimples were like the first ripples thrown into the lake, and with the laughter, the ripples floated around the entire Zhou family courtyard , Wandering in the backer village.

At night, grandpa and Yu Qian were lying on the kang in the west side room. Neither grandpa nor Yu Qian could fall asleep. "The young lady of the Zhou family was not born under the care of others. Look at how she grew up!" Yu Qian sometimes said to himself in the middle of the night. Grandpa looked at the dark night, his throat felt dry for a while. "Hey, don't you think it's strange that the young lady of the Zhou family used a big piece of paper to go to the latrine, it's still red, don't you think it's strange?" Yu Qian opened his eyes wide and kicked his grandfather in the dark.The twenty-year-old grandpa felt that he was about to explode at this time.When Yu Qian fell asleep, he went to the hut once. Under the moonlight, he saw Xiaofeng's menstrual paper. It was made of straw, and there was a dark red flower in the center of the paper. One night, she quickly hid the piece of Xiaofeng's menstrual paper in her bosom, and then put it under the pillow again.In the dream, Grandpa smelled a strange fragrance.

In those days, Grandpa always felt that he had an unknown anger and had nowhere to vent it.That snowy morning, Master Zhou kicked Xiaofeng in front of him, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Grandpa lay in the hunter's shack and missed Xiaofeng, and a few days passed in a blink of an eye. That day, when he was sitting in the shack looking at the snow covered mountains, he saw two black spots approaching here little by little.Grandpa tightened his body all of a sudden, and he silently touched the shovel beside him. The thirteen-year-old father, staring at the piece of red silk cloth around the man's waist, followed the man with a limp.When he reached the foot of the mountain, his father turned his head once. He vaguely saw his grandfather still sitting on the hillside, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly.Father swallowed hard again, and the aftertaste of sorghum porridge lingered in his mouth.

This time, when he turned his head again, only the fiery red silk was left in his eyes. After walking for a while, the man stopped, turned around and looked at his father, who also stopped and looked at him.The man said, "Aren't you afraid of fighting?" My father stared at the gun on the man's waist, and swallowed again. This time he felt a bit bitter in his mouth.The father shook his head blankly, the man took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to hold his father's shoulder, squeezed it vigorously, the father grinned, and the man said, "Let's go." The father followed the man He walked away with a limp. That man was Captain Xiao of the Northeast Autonomous Coalition Army.That year, the Northeast Anti-Japanese Alliance was defeated by the Japanese, and later reorganized an anti-Japanese team, named the Autonomous Allied Forces. Captain Xiao's mother died, and he went home to attend the funeral. On the way back, he was sleepy and tired, and met his father, who followed him to join the Autonomous Coalition Army. At that time, my father firmly believed that if there was a gun, there would be white rice and pork to eat. Captain Xiao took his father back to the camp of the autonomous coalition army stationed in the mountains. The camp was a temporary shed set up by the autonomous coalition army. More than a dozen people slept in one shed, which stretched across a row.My father followed Captain Xiao to the autonomous coalition camp, and instead of getting a gun as expected, he got a belt. Captain Xiao asked him to tie it on, and he put it on.The father who put on the belt is a soldier of the Self-government Alliance.Father didn't sleep in the shed like so many people. He slept in the same shed with Captain Xiao and the trainer.Captain Xiao and the trainer issued notices to each team, and asked my father to notify one shed after another.Father became an orderly in the brigade. Father didn't get a gun, so he ran back and forth between the mountains with bare hands to deliver notices. His leg was bitten by a dog, and Captain Xiao found the health worker to apply some medicine and healed up soon.The father who didn't have a gun couldn't eat white rice; let alone pork, his father was very sorry. He found that those who had guns couldn't eat white rice, but he still firmly believed that as long as there was a gun, white rice would sooner or later will eat. Captain Xiao sometimes led a group of self-governing coalition forces to practice on the snowy ridge. The people lay prone on the snowy ground with guns in their arms.Father stood by and watched.One day he couldn't help lying down beside Captain Xiao, looked at Captain Xiao's bearded face and said, "I want a gun." The first time he said it in a very low voice, I wonder if Captain Xiao didn't hear it. , Captain Xiao didn't respond, and raised his gun to aim at a tree with a bird's nest on the hillside.Father said again loudly: "I want to have a gun." This time Captain Xiao turned his head and stood up, and his father also stood up.Captain Xiao called a soldier lying on the snow to practice shooting, and asked the soldier to hand a 38 gun into his father's hand. His father hugged him, but he didn't, and the gun fell on the snow.Captain Xiao laughed, and the soldier laughed too.Captain Xiao stepped forward, picked up the gun, and poked at his father's waist. The barrel of the gun was half over his father's head. Captain Xiao patted his father's thin shoulder and said, "You're still young." Father failed to get the gun.But he still believes he needs a gun. Captain Xiao had to clean his pistol twice every three days. At the beginning, Captain Xiao cleaned it himself. Every time he cleaned the gun, his father stood aside and watched Captain Xiao dismantle the gun to pieces, and then cleaned it carefully. , and reinstalled.Every time he wiped the gun, Captain Xiao said: "If you don't wipe the gun, you can't shoot it." On the way, Captain Xiao patted his father on the shoulder. There was a town of Datun more than ten miles down the mountain, where Japanese soldiers lived.There was a false mayor in Datun Town, whose surname was Liu and whose nickname was Liu Dadu.Liu Dawei did it to the Japanese, but also to the Autonomous Allied Forces.Any information on the Japanese army in Datun Town under the mountain was provided by Liu Dadu.Any instructions from the Autonomous Coalition Army were sent to Liu Dadu through people. After the father came, the task of contacting the false mayor Liu Dawei fell to the father. People considered that he was a child, and no one would pay attention to him. That time, Captain Xiao sent his father to deliver a letter to Liu Dawei, and the letter was hidden in his father's shoe. When my father came to the town hall, he saw a group of Japanese coming out of the town hall.My father's throat tightened. He saw that the Japanese were carrying guns and the Japanese soldiers were singing a song. He couldn't understand the song.After looking at the gate of the town government a few times, he plucked up the courage to go in, and within a few steps, he was stopped by a very thin servant, who scolded: "Damn it, don't know where it is, Looking for death?!" The father glanced at the servant and said, "I'm looking for Mayor Liu, I'm his cousin." These words were taught by Captain Xiao.When the man heard that he was looking for Mayor Liu, he led his father into a room where a man in his fifties with a big belly was sitting smoking a hookah. He glanced at his father who came in, and the father said, "Cousin Xiao Let me come to you." Upon hearing this, Liu Dawei immediately put down the hookah, and waved the servant away. The father finished the task, but Liu Dawei didn't let his father leave immediately, and asked the servant to lead him to the kitchen for dinner.Father finally ate white rice that day, and the dish was pork stewed vermicelli.It was the first time my father ate white rice. He ate a lot that day, and when he couldn't eat any more, he put down the bowl.The servant stayed with him for a while, and then left. There were a few cooks in the kitchen who were busy cooking for the Japanese, and no one paid attention to him. Father finished his meal and was not interested. He really didn't want to leave here, not because he was nostalgic for the puppet government, but for the white rice. Father saw that it was still early, so he wanted to eat white rice again after a while before leaving, but he couldn't. Staying in the kitchen, he couldn't go to Liu Dawei's place, he wanted to find a place to rest.He ran through the kitchen and came to the backyard. There was a row of quiet houses in the backyard. He saw a door half-closed. He looked through the crack of the door. There was no one inside. There was a large bed with flowered quilts neatly folded. , and an Eight Immortals table.My father walked in. After eating, my father, because he was too full, all the blood in his body went to digest the food in his stomach and intestines. After walking more than ten miles on the mountain road, his father was sleepy and tired, and he dared not lie down. He went to sleep on the bed, thought for a while and got under the bed. It was the first time he saw the bed, and the bed was very dry. The flowery sheets on the bed just blocked him. He just wanted to lie down for a while, but fell asleep unexpectedly. When my father woke up, it was already night, and he was awakened by a woman's voice. The woman said coquettishly, "Taijun, please slow down." After speaking, she lit the lantern on the table of the Eight Immortals. Father regretted a little, regretting that he had accidentally slept for such a long time, did not eat the white rice at night, and was locked in the house.When his father was thinking about all this nervously, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol. In the shadow of the lamp, he saw a pair of feet wearing leather shoes standing on top of his head through the crack of the bed sheet. He looked past the pair of leather shoes and saw A pair of feet wearing embroidered shoes was walking towards the bed.My father broke out in a cold sweat, and his feet in embroidered shoes stopped motionless by the bed.He heard a woman's voice again: "Taijun, it's getting late, let's sleep." After the woman finished speaking, he heard a man's laughter again, and the two got entangled, and then the bed shook. There was a sound of shaking, and after a while, I heard the scream of the woman monster: "Hey, Taijun, your gun hurts me. Do you still carry the gun when you sleep?" The word "gun" quickly occupied my father's mind.He thought of white rice again. Liu Dawei had a gun at home and could eat white rice, as well as stewed noodles with pork.At this time, my father forgot to be afraid, he boldly lifted the corner of the bed sheet, and saw a drunken Japanese soldier lying on the bed with saliva dripping from his mouth and a smile on his mouth, and a young woman dressed up in a coquettish manner was helping this man. Japanese undress.Father finally saw the gun, the gun was on his head, and his heart skipped a beat.He thought again of the red silk gun stuck in Captain Xiao's waist.That time he bravely pulled out Captain Xiao's gun, but it's a pity that Captain Xiao woke up, even if he didn't wake up, he wouldn't shoot. While he was thinking wildly, a pair of bare legs of a woman stepped off the bed and blew out the lamp.The woman walked back to the bed, the woman laughed, the bed creaked, and he heard the Japanese say, "Yoshi, yoshi." Next, the bed board on the father's head seemed to be falling down at any moment, there was an earth-shattering noise, the Japanese Yoshi Yoshi was talking, and the woman's exaggerated yelling, all of which the father did not Leave a little impression that his mind is full of guns.As the bed above his head shook, my father felt the straps of the holster dangling overhead.After a long time, the bed didn't move, only the panting sounds of men and women remained, and after a while, the panting also subsided.I don't know how long it has passed.Dad heard the snoring, and at this point Dad decided to start.He had the experience of snatching Captain Xiao's gun last time, and he was much more proficient this time. He first crawled out carefully from under the bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the belt on the holster. At this moment, the Japanese man woke up suddenly. He grunted, stretched out his hand and scratched randomly on the bed. He seemed to wake up at this moment. He sat up. At this time, he vaguely saw his father squatting on the ground. .After the father grabbed the gun, he quickly took it out of the holster and held it firmly in his hand. The Japanese found his father, exclaimed, and jumped off the bed naked. He pressed towards his father like a mountain. When he pressed his father, the gun in his hand rang out. The sound was muffled. There was a bang like opening a champagne bottle.The Japanese moved on his father and then stopped moving. My father felt a hot, sticky thing flowing towards him.When the father was shooting, he heard the woman on the bed yell. This cry was not at all the same as the one just now. After the woman finished screaming, there was no movement.Seeing that there was no sound, his father turned over the naked Japanese man with great strength. His father put the gun in the waistband of his trousers, covered it with the skirt of his clothes, and ran out the door in a panic. My father passed through the kitchen, and my father smelled the aroma of white rice again, so my father didn't stop.My father ran towards the gate, and he saw a Japanese soldier standing there with a gun in his hand. The thin servant was nodding and bowing while holding a lantern, saying something to the Japanese. The father walked over without hesitation, but the Japanese wanted to stop him, but the servant shouted, "Little nephew, what are you doing so late?" The Japanese retracted his extended gun.The two of them stared blankly at their father disappearing into the night. "Everything captured must be returned to the public." Captain Xiao said to his father. "The gun is mine," said the father. Captain Xiao looked at his father. "The gun is mine." The father didn't look at Captain Xiao, but at the gun in his hand. Later, my father found out that what he killed was a Japanese team leader. Captain Xiao did not confiscate the gun his father got, and since then his father has his own gun. In the second year at my aunt's house, I went to school. The school is on the other side of the ridge, and I have to climb over this ridge every day to go to school. On the first day of school, my uncle sent me there. My uncle had a lame leg. When I went up the mountain, my uncle wanted to carry me on his back. I saw that his leg didn't let him carry me, and I walked by myself.The lame uncle was leading the way.My aunt bought me a new schoolbag, the schoolbag is cow dung yellow, and there are a few red words embroidered on the schoolbag, "serve the people". At first I didn't know those words, but my cousin told me.My cousin is one year older than me, and I learned it one year in the morning. My cousin pointed to those words and said: "This is 'serving the people'." I just remembered it.I carried that schoolbag until I finished elementary school.My cousin is very envious of my new schoolbag.My cousin doesn't have a schoolbag, and he always puts the book under his arm when he goes to school every day. My aunt is very honest, and I don’t see him say a word all day long. No matter what my aunt says, he always says, “Yeah.” My aunt said, “Zhong Shan is going to school. You can see him off on the first day.” The uncle said: "Yeah." The aunt said: "If the school asks, you just say that you are a child of our family." The uncle said: "Yeah." The aunt said: "Bring two boiled eggs for Zhong Shan." My uncle said, "Mmm." In my impression, my great uncle would say "Mmmm", and I didn't seem to hear him say any other complete words. My great uncle's face was very dark, with many wrinkles, and the wrinkles were covered with plaster.When my uncle is free, he smokes.In my impression, my uncle smoked very fiercely. He smoked the big leaf tobacco grown in his own field. My uncle used the homework paper that my cousin and I used to roll cigarettes. When my uncle was smoking, I could still see the arithmetic problems I calculated and the eye-catching red ticks left by the teacher when correcting homework.Sometimes those red ticks were contained in my great uncle's mouth, and the red ink would bleed and stick to my uncle's purple lips.The great uncle licked the corner of his mouth and swallowed the red ink without any effort. When my uncle took me to the mountain ridge, I saw the row of mud houses on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. My uncle said to me: "That is the school." My uncle squatted on the mountain ridge, rolled another cigarette, The smell of the smoke was very spicy, and the wind blew the smoke into my face. I coughed loudly a few times. My uncle hurriedly walked to the downwind place, squinted at the row of mud houses, and then looked up at the sun in the east. He stood up and limped ahead. My uncle sent me to the principal, a short man in his forties, surnamed Wei.Principal Wei combed his hair separately, sat behind a table, looked at me and said, "Can you count?" At this moment, I saw Principal Wei with a green leaf between his teeth.I didn't shake my head or nod, my uncle hurried in, holding a freshly rolled cigarette in his hand, and handed it to the principal. Seeing that I didn't answer, the principal asked my uncle, "Is this child dumb? We won't accept him." Dumb." My uncle hurriedly said, "How can my child be dumb? He can count and write." The principal said, "Let him count." He pointed at me, and when Principal Wei raised his hand, , I saw a piece of white rice soup stained on Principal Wei's sleeve.I stared at Principal Wei's heads and counted to one hundred, and wanted to count more, but Principal Wei said, "Okay." I saw my uncle let out a long breath and smiled at Principal Wei. My uncle sent me to the first-grade classroom, then called out my cousin from the second-grade classroom, said something, took one look at me, and left. When school was over, my cousin waited for me at the gate of the first grade, and when he saw me, he grabbed my hand and walked back.My cousin didn't wear shoes, and his feet were bare. There was a thick layer of black chapped on my cousin's feet. When my cousin took a step, I saw a hard callus on the soles of my cousin's feet.Cousin seldom wears shoes, only in winter. The shoes are made by my aunt. She cut them out of old clothes and sticks them with paste made from dough. The upper is cut out of cloth, and the cotton is stuffed inside the upper.My cousin only started to wear shoes in winter when it snowed. When it snowed, the weather was already very cold. My cousin’s feet were red and swollen from the cold at first, and then pus flowed out.Until then, my aunt was busy with the autumn harvest and started making shoes day and night when she was free.My aunt first made a pair and asked me to replace the single shoes with cotton shoes, and then my cousin and cousin could take turns. My cousin took me on the mountain road with bare feet, and my cousin walked up the mountain and asked me: "Are you willing to go to school?" I nodded, and my cousin glanced at me and said, "I don't want to go to school. Hungry." At that time, my aunt's family was always hungry, and they always cooked cornmeal to eat when it was snowing. They ate a lot, and they were hungry again after a while.On Sundays, my cousin often goes to steal greens. Stealing greens means stealing immature corn and soybeans from the fields, carrying them to the corners of the mountains, picking up some dry firewood and burning them.During the days when I was not going to school, my cousin often took me to steal young girls every day, so my cousin didn't want to go to school. During the school days, I couldn't get young and starved.Every day when I go to school, my aunt always stuffs two eggs into my schoolbag with my cousin behind my back.I couldn't bear to eat it alone. When get out of class was over, I grabbed two eggs and went to my cousin. When my cousin saw the eggs, he swallowed for a while and pushed back my hand and said, "Mom gave it to you. You eat it. I won't eat it." Eat, I'm older than you." When my cousin said this, my stomach rumbled, and I was really hungry.Crack the egg, peel it and eat it.My cousin lowered his head, not looking at me, but at his pair of black feet.When I finished eating one and went to knock on the second one, my cousin looked up at the egg in my hand and said, "Mom has never cooked eggs for me." After speaking, he swallowed again.I took a bite of the second egg, and stuffed it into my cousin's hand. If my cousin didn't pick it up, the egg fell to the ground, and a group of ants crawled over. My cousin hurriedly bent down, picked it up, and blew it on the egg with his mouth. The mud on the bed couldn't be blown off, so he wiped it with his sleeve.Then he handed it to me, but I didn't pick it up, so my cousin said helplessly: "Then I'll have a taste." After speaking, my cousin took a bite, and before I swallowed it, I took another bite, and swallowed the egg in the last bite After going down, my cousin's slender neck bulged from choking.There was dirt on the egg that hadn't been wiped clean. My cousin took me home after school one day. It had just rained and the road was still slippery and full of mud. Before I could go up the hill, I fell and got covered in mud. My cousin looked at me, then looked at the mountain road, then put the book under his arm into my hand and said: "Hold it well, I will carry you." Before I agreed, my cousin bowed to me. In front of him, he wrapped his arms around my legs. My cousin is very thin, and my cousin's bones hurt my stomach.My cousin's face and neck were red, and after a while, sweat flowed down his neck. My cousin was panting heavily, barefoot, and staggered to carry me home.When we were about to reach the top of the ridge, my cousin slipped and his body went limp. Both my cousin and I fell into the grass, and I threw my cousin's paper and pen out.Cousin busy climbing Get up, help me up first, I saw a piece of mud sticking to my cousin's face, I wanted to laugh, but my cousin said: "It's broken." After finishing speaking, I went to pick up the scattered books and books on the grass. The rainwater sticking to the grass got wet, my cousin carefully wiped it with the clothes that didn’t stick to the muddy water. After wiping, he carefully put these things under his armpits, and stretched out his hand to touch the grass again. I said, “You What are you looking for?" My cousin said: "Pencil, my pencil is gone." I went to touch the pencil with my cousin, but I couldn't find it for a long time. My cousin's eyes straightened, and he said with a dark face: " It’s broken, mom must beat me.” Finally, my cousin came home, and my aunt finally found out that my cousin had lost his pencil, and my aunt really beat my cousin, saying, “Let’s keep your memory alive, Do you still lose your things?" My cousin didn't make a sound, only shed tears, letting the pimples from the aunt's broom fall on her body.Later, I cried, hugged my aunt's hand, and said that I lost the pencil.The aunt stopped.My cousin didn't eat that night and went to bed early, and he was still sobbing in his sleep. Later I learned that the paper and notebooks that my cousin and I used to go to school were all exchanged for eggs.From that day on, I never wanted my aunt to give me eggs again. When I went to school the next day, I went to a class late, and finally found the small half of the pencil where my cousin and I fell down yesterday.I happily ran to the second grade classroom and stuffed the half of the pencil into my cousin's hand.The cousin took the pencil, looked at it again and again, and finally ran out of the classroom, hugging a big tree and crying loudly. Once again, I went to steal greens with my cousin, but was caught by a farmer watching the greens. On Wednesday, there is only half a day of class.After school, I walked to the mountain, looking at the crops that were about to mature in the col, my cousin said, "Are you hungry?" I said, "Hungry." With four ears of corn in hand, the two of us ran into a forest and lit the fire to roast the corn. At this time, the farmer who watched green came. When the crops are about to mature, someone often steals the greens, and those who watch the greens have experience, as long as they see smoke coming out, they know that someone must have stolen the greens and burned the corn. The production team leader notified his uncle that forty catties of corn would be fined and deducted from the autumn ration. That night, my cousin didn't dare to go home, I don't know where he was hiding. When the aunt got the news that the 40 catties of corn was fined, her face was livid with anger, and she kept saying, "Look at him coming back, I won't peel him." My cousin didn't come back all night.That night, I found that none of the family fell asleep. In the middle of the night, my aunt and uncle went outside to look for it, but they couldn't find my cousin. The next day, I saw my cousin at school. His face was pale, his eyes were darkened, and grass blades were stuck all over his body. I asked him where he went that night, and he said, "In the mountains." When the cousin came home again, the aunt didn't beat him or scold him, she just said: "You will have a long memory in the future, let's not do things like stealing chickens and dogs." The cousin hung his head and replied: "Yeah." More than ten years later, on the front line in Vietnam, my cousin and I were in the same platoon. My cousin is a machine gunner, and when he was marching, he carried the squad machine gun and walked in the queue "wheezing and wheezing".Cousin had diarrhea in those few days, and soon lost weight.Squad's machine gun looked heavy on his shoulders.There was a troop transfer, and my cousin and I were organized into a small group.My cousin was carrying a heavy squad machine gun. After running for a while, he couldn’t run anymore. He was panting heavily with a white face and red eyes. With the gun on his shoulder, he looked up and saw that it was me, without saying anything, he let go of the gun.He walked beside me, and from time to time, he used his hands to part the branches in front of me, and said as he walked, "Fuck, I have no strength at all." My mouth was so dry that I was smoking and nothing Say.At this time, sporadic gunshots sounded from time to time, and he hurriedly snatched the off-duty machine gun from my shoulder, held it in his arms, and pretended to be ready to shoot at any time. At night, the troops stayed in a mountain depression, and that night, there was a cold moonlight pouring down from the sky, and we were all lying on the grass on a hillside, and the sound of shell explosions could be faintly heard from time to time in the distance.At the beginning, we only got nervous when we heard the sound of guns, but we got used to it after a long time.After running for a day, we had no strength left to run again.Lying on the grass, he fell asleep in the dark after a while.In my deep sleep, I was shaken awake by a person. When I opened my eyes, it was my cousin who was lying beside me and whispered to me, "I just had a dream." I was very sleepy and didn't say anything. What, I glanced at my cousin by the moonlight and wanted to fall asleep.He said again: "I dreamed about our mother." Since I arrived at my aunt's house, I started calling my aunt.When my cousin said that, my heart skipped a beat: "What did our mother say?" I thought of my aunt with mottled hair on her sideburns, and her eyes that were always full of tears. "I dreamed that my mother died." After my cousin finished speaking, two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, flashing in the moonlight.My heart sank, and the corners of my eyes became wet, but I said: "Dreams are always contrary to reality. If you dreamed that she died, it means that she is in good health." My cousin didn't say anything after listening to me, and looked up. Lie down and watch a shooting star flash past in the sky. After a while, my cousin turned around again, pulled my shoulder and said, "What do you want to do when the war is over?" I looked at the stars in the sky, blinking very close in front of my eyes, and I thought at that time, life What a mystery, you are alive today, maybe you will die tomorrow, life is both eternal and short.I said, "I'll write poems when there's no war, about life and death." My cousin stopped talking, hugged his head, and looked up at the sky.At this time, there were still faint sounds of guns and artillery in the distance.后来我又问：“你呢?不打仗你想干啥？”表哥就撑起身子，瞅着我很认真地答：“入党，提干，把咱妈接出来享福。”我望着表哥在月光下很苍白的脸，猛然想起了远在新疆的父亲，还有死在新疆的母亲，同时，也想起了大姨，泪水一下子夺眶而出，表哥叹口气说：“其实我是说着玩儿呢，部队不会留我这样没有文化的人，打完仗我就回家种地去。”过了一会儿又说：“你学习好，等打完仗你就能考军校了，到时候咱妈只能指望你了。”表哥没能念完初中便停学了，他和大姨父一起承担起了家庭的重担，我望着表哥那双惆怅的眼睛，真诚地说：“等打完仗，我帮你复习文化，咱们一起考军校。”表哥听了我的话，笑一笑，没说什么，躺在草地上，枕着那支班用机枪闭上眼睛，我却怎么也睡不着，盯着渐渐西移的月亮，想了很多杂七杂八的事情。 表哥没能等到战争结束复习考军校，他为了救我，失去了右手，那双扣动班用机枪扳击的右手，战争结束后，他就离开了部队。 那次我们从零七一高地上撤下来，打了一个胜仗，大家心里都挺高兴。我们分成了几组，心里无比轻松地往回走，突然我的脚下被什么东西硌了一下，条件反射，我一下子停住了脚步，待我定睛往脚下看时，我断定我踩上地雷了。 我踩上的是一枚很小的地雷，地雷的引爆开关在地雷口一个簧上，踩在簧上它不响，只要你一动，簧再次弹起来它才响，这种雷威力不大，但它却完全有能力炸去你一条腿。这是越南人从美国引进的玩意，现代战争，越南人狡猾地用上这种武器，他们不仅想消灭你的战斗力，同时他也想消耗你的战斗力。一但有人踩上地雷，就会有人要抬伤员，无形中他的一颗地雷会牵制你几个战斗力，无论是在战争中，还是在战后，这个失去一条腿的人，无疑会成为你这个国家的包袱，国家得要供养这些伤残的士兵，比当时炸死你要恶毒十倍，百倍。 我就这样踩上了一颗非常恶毒的地雷，我没有动，我却惊恐地喊了一声：“地雷。”走在我身旁的几个人也条件反射地趴在了地上，此时我看见了早晨刚出升的太阳，在山头后面耀了一下，那束光线又透过树枝斑驳地照在草地上。我踩住地雷的一条腿，似乎失去了知觉，僵硬得不听使唤，汗水顺着我的背脊流了下来，我看了一眼右腿，那是一条完好的腿，军裤不知什么时候被撕开了一个大口子，里面露出皮肉，我飞快地联想到，我这条腿马上就不会存在了，这时我失去了理智，变音变调地喊了一声：“操他妈，我踩地雷了。”我喊完这句话时，我就想躺下去，炸成什么样就算什么样，这时我看见了表哥，表哥僵在那儿，大睁着眼睛，先是吃惊地望着我，随后他大喊一声：“钟山，你别动。”说完他很快地扔掉身上的班用机枪，我还看到表哥下意识地解开胸前的一颗扣子。表哥冲过来，先是绕着我转了一圈，我看到表哥的脸涨成了紫色，鬓角上正滴滴地往下流着汗水，他转了一圈之后，就弯下身，我喊了一声：“表哥你快趴下。”表哥没有趴下，这时他抬起了头，仰视着我，我看见表哥那双充血的 眼睛，表哥冲我喊了一嗓子：“你要活下去，要完好地活下去，战争完了，你还要考军校。”他喊完了，便伸出一只手向我的脚下抠去，这时，我感到血液在周身轰然一响，那双踩着地雷的腿恢复了知觉，我感到表哥的一只手已经抠到了我的脚下，我的脚心被表哥伸进的手指头硌了一下又硌了一下。这时我大脑清醒地意识到表哥在干什么，我撕声喊了一句，“哥，你躲开。”我还没能喊完，表哥另一只手一下子抱住了我踩地雷的那一条腿，我一下子失去了重心，仰躺着摔在草地上，几乎同时，我听到了一声清脆的爆炸声，那声响一点也不惊心动魄，就像过年时小孩放的一声鞭炮，但我却清晰地听见表哥惨叫一声。我抬眼望去，一股灰烟之后，表哥躺在了血泊中，右手被炸去了一截，表哥昏死在草地上。 我大叫一声向表哥扑去。