Chapter 5 Chapter 5 It's Like Heaven

When Yu Qian came to the shack again to visit his grandfather, he brought good news.This news brought a turning point to Grandpa's later fate.Yu Qian told his grandpa that nine Japanese wanderers had come to Datun Town. They built a platform high up in the middle of Datun Town and stood guard on it, clamoring that as long as the Chinese beat them, they would leave Datun Town. At that time, the Japanese had not yet sent troops to the Northeast, but they had already taken a fancy to the treasure land of the Northeast, and they were the first to send these Japanese ronin.The appearance of these Japanese ronin was a signal flare to the northeast.These Japanese ronin talk about the strength of Japan and the shortcomings of China, and setting up the arena in Datun Town is undoubtedly the first to conquer the spirit of the Chinese.

The Japanese Ronin has been playing in Datun Town for more than ten days, and every day there are crowds of people standing under the stage and looking up at the stage.The Japanese ronin wore long clothes and trousers, a saber on his waist, and a white cloth strip wrapped around his head, with a plaster flag drawn in the middle of the white strip. The Japanese ronin looked at the surging crowd under the stage with contempt, chattered Japanese, and laughed when he saw that no one dared to attack.The people in the audience stared numbly at the Japanese ronin on the stage and laughed wildly.After the Japanese ronin laughed wildly, he unbuttoned his pants and took out his dick, poured a long piss on the heads of the people in the audience. He took off his pants and played with the things in his crotch with his hands. Everyone in the audience closed their eyes, and some people left with a long sigh.

Later, when the Japanese ronin saw that people had not come to attack the competition for a long time, they put out a new trick and put up a sign saying that whoever can defeat the Japanese will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver. Rich people who have practiced martial arts, no one will take this risk for five hundred taels of silver.Er Gouzi, who worked as a long-term worker with Yu Qian, went, Er Gouzi was whetted by the five hundred taels of silver.Er Gouzi traveled from Shandong to the Northeast a few years ago. He was born with a big shoulder and a round waist, and he can split stones with one hand.

On the day Er Gouzi attacked, he tied it around his waist with a hemp rope, and everyone from the whole town gathered to watch it.On the one hand, the people in the audience hope that Er Gouzi can defeat the Japanese ronin and vent their anger on the people of the town;For the truth of their oath, the Japanese ronin brought a box of white silver and put it on a corner of the ring. Er Gouzi's eyes lit up when he saw the white silver coins, and he turned over and stepped onto the ring.The Japanese ronin folded his hands and squinted at Er Gouzi. Er Gouzi was standing in the center of the platform. The Japanese ronin walked around Er Gouzi with casual steps. Er Gouzi glanced at the dazzling silver in the box. Then he started to follow in the footsteps of the Japanese ronin, and after several rounds, Er Gouzi felt that his legs were a little weak and his head was a little dizzy.At this moment, the Japanese Ronin suddenly launched an attack and unexpectedly hugged Er Gouzi's waist. Before Er Gouzi could react, he was thrown heavily on the stage, and everyone in the audience screamed. Voice.

The Japanese Ronin watched Er Gouzi get up clumsily with his hands in his sleeves. Before Er Gouzi could stand still, the Japanese Ronin flew up and kicked Er Gouzi in the stomach. Er Gouzi yelled and leaned back. Rolled twice on the stage and fell off the stage, vomited blood and fell unconscious.It was Yu Qian and the long-term workers who carried Er Gouzi back, and the people in the audience dispersed with a bang, and a few Japanese ronin on the stage laughed wildly. When Yu Qian stood in front of Grandpa and told all this, Grandpa clenched his fists and was short of breath. He kept pacing in the small shack like a trapped animal.

Yu Qian looked at his grandfather and said, "Brother Zhong, look..." Grandpa didn't answer right away, Grandpa was thinking.Suddenly, his mind brightened, and he slapped his thigh. This is a good opportunity to win the hearts of the people. Maybe through this attack, some brothers can be summoned to follow him to the Crazy Demon Valley to occupy the mountain and become king.He couldn't stay in the mountains for a day. He stayed in the mountains for more than a month, and he almost drove him crazy.He told Yu Qian about this idea, and Yu Qian was also happy, saying: "Brother Zhong, you are really good. If you defeat the Japanese ronin, I will be responsible for gathering the troops."

That night, taking advantage of Hei Ye, Grandpa went down the mountain with the remaining money.That night, grandpa lived in a hotel in Datun Town. At dawn, grandpa and Yu Qian mixed with the crowd and came to the ring. It has been more than ten days in a row, except for Er Gouzi who came to attack the ring, no other person has come up. The spirit of the Japanese ronin is a little relaxed. Several Japanese ronin are scattered on the ring, telling jokes to each other from time to time, and they glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes. Looking at the people under the stage.The Japanese ronin guarding the ring spat his saliva on the audience's faces from time to time.

Early in the morning, people heard that someone was going to attack today. Yu Qian summoned several people to go door-to-door to inform the news. There were very few people in the audience a few days ago. Squatting far away in the corner and on the observation deck, a few Japanese ronin were talking and laughing.Today I heard that someone was attacking again, so they all came to the audience early.The Japanese ronin seemed to be aware of this. They stood on the stage and looked at the crowd that was still rushing here. They stopped laughing, tightened their belts for a while, and looked at their sabers for a while.At this time, Grandpa saw that the time had come, so he whispered a few words to Yu Qian and the others, and jumped onto the stage.Those Japanese ronin were startled, they didn't realize how my grandpa came up, suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and backed a few steps involuntarily.A few Japanese ronin stared at my grandpa covetously.Grandpa sank, didn't look at the Japanese ronin, turned around and clasped his fists at the people below the stage, cleared his throat and said:

"Old and young men, the Japanese bully people too much. Today I will fight it out. If the Japanese beat me to death, I have nothing to say. If I knock the Japanese down, listen to me. I have something to say." Tell you." "Okay—" Yu Qian and the others clapped their hands in the audience. Someone recognized my grandfather. This is the long-term worker who beat the young master of the Zhou family into a fool with a shovel. For a while, the audience became a mess again. After a while, they calmed down. They knew that there was a show to watch today. Seeing the quiet crowd in the audience, Grandpa turned around to face the Japanese ronin. At this time, Grandpa's eyes were filled with blood, and the muscles on his face jumped involuntarily.The Japanese ronin also saw his grandfather's murderous intent, and couldn't help but take a breath. The Japanese ronin also saw the difference between his grandfather and those people in the audience. The numbness of those people in the audience formed a sharp contrast with the ferocity of his grandfather at this time.The Japanese ronin started circling around my grandpa, he wanted to drag my grandfather down before attacking like he did with Er Gouzi, my grandpa stood there motionless, staring at the Japanese ronin coldly.Seeing that my grandpa didn't follow his tricks, the Japanese ronin yelled, raised his leg and kicked at grandpa. Grandpa didn't dodge or dodge, and with his right hand, he grabbed the foot kicked by the Japanese ronin, and lifted it vigorously. , the Japanese ronin fell on the stage in all directions.

There was a "boom" from the audience, followed by shouts and applause.The Japanese ronin became furious, a carp stood up straight, pulled out his sword in a flash, and stabbed at my grandpa. My grandpa dodged in the light of the sword, and grandpa finally seized the opportunity.The Japanese ronin pierced the air with his sword, and his body was exposed. Grandpa took a deep breath and punched the Japanese ronin in the chest.I saw that Japanese ronin screamed, flew a few steps away in the air, and fell on the platform again with a "bang", and at the same time a mouthful of blood spewed out like a fountain. The Japanese ronin struggled a few times and tilted his head. died.

The people in the audience were silent at first, and after a while, there was a sound like a typhoon, which became louder and louder, and finally almost knocked down the ring.The Japanese ronin behind the stage didn't expect grandpa to defeat them so quickly, and all drew their swords to force grandpa.At this time, several people in the audience shouted: "The Japanese don't keep their promises." After speaking, they climbed up to the stage and stood beside my grandfather. The people in the audience saw that someone had already stood on the stage. When they got older, they scolded a few Japanese ronin together: "Fuck you Japanese mothers, you are defeated, come down, come down!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japanese ronin hurriedly picked up the dead The Japanese ronin slipped away. At this time, my grandfather turned around and walked to the box of silver. He lifted it up, fell to the audience, and then said loudly: "Anyone who has the guts to stand up and take over the mountain with me as king. I will not bully the weak!" When I was young, I felt sorry for my elders and brothers. If you want to go with me, stand on the stage." Yu Qian and the others had already stood on the stage. At this time, the people in the audience were chaotic for a while, and then they all calmed down and listened to my grandfather. At the end, a few homeless and debt-ridden people rushed to the stage. In fact, they wanted to be free people a long time ago, but there was no one to take the lead. Today, my grandfather stood on the stage and said this, and then he made up his mind. Determined, my grandfather will occupy the mountain as king, kill the rich and help the poor. On that day, my grandfather left Datun Town with more than 20 people and headed for Mad Demon Valley. My father was 16 years old when he became a platoon commander, and the Liberation War broke out that year.At that time, the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Army that my father was in was Lin Biao, political commissar Peng Zhen, and chief of staff Xiao Jinguang.These are some very famous generals in our army. My father doesn't know these generals, he just heard about them, but he can often receive instructions from these generals. Under the instructions of these generals, my father's troops often move north and south, attacking this city today, attacking another city tomorrow, and withdrawing the day after tomorrow. Rest in the mountains. When my father was nineteen years old, he was already a company commander.Father's promotion was not based on his extraordinary commanding skills, but his calmness and nonchalance when the war broke out.My father has cultivated a heart of stone since he was a child. He doesn't care about the dead people around him, let alone the enemies he kills. Soon, the famous Siping blocking battle started.Siping is now under the jurisdiction of Jilin. It is located at the junction of Liaoning and Jilin. It is another traffic fortress next to Shenyang in the northeast.Siping was not famous before this, it was just an ordinary small town.Siping was finally occupied by our army because it was attacked four times, so it got the name Siping and became famous because of it.There is a hero street in Siping, and there is a monument to the liberation of Siping on the hero street, which is engraved with a story of a hero.In the last battle to liberate Siping, a division commander surnamed Ma in my father's unit was killed in street fighting. During the first attack on Siping, my father killed his guards. At that time, there were not as many buildings in Siping as there are now. Most of them were gray bungalows, and gunpowder smoke and dust filled the entire sky.The first time they attacked Siping, the Kuomintang troops relied on the solid cement bunkers to prevent our army from advancing. In fact, that attack on Siping was at best a peripheral battle of Siping. The troops attacked Siping for two days and suffered heavy casualties. At that time, our army was poorly equipped, and there was a shortage of ammunition. The troops had several 60 guns, which were taken from the Japanese.There are cannons but no shells, which are not as good as the American equipment of the Kuomintang, and they hide in solid bunkers.At that time, our army was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, watching helplessly that the fat in front of us couldn't be eaten. In order to defeat the enemy spiritually and also to boost the morale of our army, our army used tree sticks to cut them into bullets, inserted them into empty bullet bags, and circled Siping mightily over and over again.The common people outside the city looked freshly and saw these troops coming and going, and finally, they recognized that these people walking around were actually the same army.The common people no longer dared to look at it, and felt that these Communist troops were no match for the Kuomintang troops in the city, and that the real guns and guns were relied on to fight. If you go around in circles, can you transfer Siping to your hands? The common people are afraid , Some hid at home and did not come out, and some simply moved their families overnight, knowing what kind of war it was. At that time, my father took his own company and was ordered to go around in circles outside the city. The 19-year-old father had a guard who was 26 or 7 years old.The guard, surnamed Wang, was hunched over and surprisingly thin. He was a veteran liberated from the Kuomintang.Seeing how helpless he was, his father made him a guard. The first attack on Siping finally failed. The Kuomintang troops in the city rushed out of the city and began to counterattack. The troops retreated eastward at dawn. My father was connected to the order to fight against it on a mountain near what is now Guojiadian.It was just dawn, and my father took it.A company of men and horses was lying on the wet mountain. The Kuomintang army had a battalion of troops, and they came to the mountain in three directions. At this moment, my father was very calm. He looked at the enemy slowly crawling over, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart. Now his father is in the company. There are a certain number of bullets, which are left by the retreating troops.Father squeezed the heavy gun in his hand, and at this moment he even blew a whistle. At the same time, he looked back at the sun, and he saw the guard. At this time, the guy surnamed Wang had already picked up the policeman of the People's Liberation Army. The khaki army uniform ran towards the back of the mountain with a cat bowed back. He was dazed by the situation in front of him. His father sneered and raised his gun. When the gunshot rang out, the guy surnamed Wang suddenly knelt on the ground with one leg. Looking back, I saw my father. The guy howled and lay still. My father ordered the soldiers around him to tie him up.Everyone in the company saw that scene. They were a little scared when facing the enemy down the mountain just now, but now they have forgotten their fear. If they fight, they will die. In that blocking battle, the whole company was extremely heroic, repelling one battalion's attacks again and again.When the sun was setting, the Kuomintang withdrew its troops, and my father completed the blocking task. The whole company stood in the slanting sun and looked at the guy surnamed Wang who was tied to the tree. The guy's right leg was hit by his father, and the blood from the wound had already solidified. The father ordered the guy to be released, and the guy knelt down in front of his father as soon as he let go.My father had a cold face; he glanced at the guy kneeling on the ground, then at the slanting sun, and then fixed his eyes on the row of soldiers who were smoking.The guy surnamed Wang cried, and said while crying: "Company commander, I was wrong, please forgive me, there are wives and children at home, and an old lady, I haven't seen them for three years." At this moment, the image of grandpa and grandma flashed into my father's mind, but that image disappeared in an instant.My father turned his head to look at the slanting sun again. The sun shone on my father's young face. A layer of fine hair had just grown on his upper lip. My father bent his mouth, turned his eyes to the row of soldiers and asked loudly: "What do you say?" Most of the soldiers in that row had wives and children, and those without wives and children also had parents. They all sympathized with the guard surnamed Wang. When the battle started, they also had the idea of ​​running away, but they didn’t dare. lowered his head.Father was a little angry.Then the father said aloud: "Deaf?" The line of soldiers looked up for a moment. The guy surnamed Wang took a step forward with one leg dragged, hugged my father's leg, and cried: "Company commander, I was wrong, please forgive me this time, I will never forget you in my next life." The soldiers raised their heads and lowered them again. This time my father was really angry.He kicked the guy away and yelled a command: "Turn right, walk—" The team moved forward, and my father also moved forward.The guy surnamed Wang thought he was saved, and kowtowed loudly at his father's back. When his father walked about 20 meters away, he drew his pistol and flicked the pistol. The guy had just finished kowtowing. One head, and when he raised his head and was about to knock it down again, the bullet hit his head.When the soldiers heard the gunshot, they all turned their heads back together. They saw a stream of blood spurting out in a graceful arc from the squinting eyes. The guy opened his mouth wide and stretched his back, lying on his back. The sun sank steeply behind the mountains.Father didn't look back, nor did he look at the line of soldiers beside him, but only gave a command: "Let's run." The team ran forward with tired and heavy steps.After a while, it disappeared into the midnight. My cousin has changed since she joined the promotional team for the model drama of the brigade, and she keeps singing and laughing every day.At that time, my cousin was very young, and my cousin was very happy. My cousin comes back very late every day, and I look forward to her coming back sooner. As soon as she comes back, she will tell me a lot of stories about the propaganda team.Every night, I sat on the mound in front of my aunt's house, listening to the frogs in the distant river pond, and counting the stars in the sky.While counting these, I still couldn't help looking at the path in front of my aunt's house over and over again. Every time my cousin came back, she would smell the fragrance from that path. Walking in the wind, every time my cousin comes back, I first see two black shadows walking very close to each other on the path, lowering their heads, looking at their own toes, and walking towards me step by step , As soon as I saw the two black shadows, I stood up on the mound, and my cousin saw me, and the black shadow stood still, said something to my cousin, waved and left.My cousin ran towards me with a long braid, and then she opened her arms and hugged me off the mound with her warm and elastic bosom. I miss my cousin's bosom very much. I could smell the scent of cream emanating from her collar and bosom, and there was a tingling feeling all over my body.Every time my cousin took me down from the mound, I took a few deep breaths, letting the inexplicable fragrance penetrate deeply into my nose. That night, I was waiting for my cousin again, and I saw the two dark shadows on the path and quickly parted ways.My cousin also saw me, but she didn't run over lightly with her long braids as usual, but she lowered her head and walked towards me very slowly. When she got close, she didn't hug me down like usual, He stopped and looked up at me.Under the starlight, I saw tears in my cousin's eyes.I called out: "sister." The cousin didn't answer, but stretched out a hand to pull me off the mound, and led me back to the house.Seeing that my cousin was upset, I stopped pestering her to tell stories, and slipped to lie down next to my cousin.As soon as the cousin walked into her hut, she closed the door with a "bang". After a while, the cousin's suppressed cry came, and after a while, the aunt walked into the cousin's hut, and she didn't know what she said to the cousin. The cries got louder.I heard my uncle also climbed down the kang, rolling up a cigarette and smoking it in puffs. After a while, the acrid smell of smoke filled the room.Uncle coughed dryly. My cousin was still crying, my aunt was talking non-stop in the hut, my aunt's voice was so low that I couldn't hear clearly, my uncle finally lost his temper, knocked on the door of the hut carefully and asked: "Fuck, What's the matter with the child?" When the uncle called the aunt, he always said the child was his mother.The aunt said angrily in the hut: "It's none of your business, just stay." "Yeah." After the uncle finished speaking, he lay down on the kang again. I don't know how long it took, and finally heard the crying of my cousin, and the aunt came out of the hut.After a while, I heard my aunt whisper something to my uncle again, and my uncle sighed deeply and said: "I was the one who made you suffer, why didn't I starve to death back then." "Sleep with you." The aunt scolded the uncle. So there was no sound.I don't know what wronged my cousin, and fell asleep thinking about it.In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a strange sound, it was a sound of palms hitting my face, and while that sound was ringing, I heard the uncle curse: "Kill me, kill me, kill me, the unworthy one." Then I heard my aunt's voice scolding: "You're a human too? You're just ass ass, if you have the ability, go to hell." When the aunt said this, the voice disappeared.I didn't fall asleep for a long time that night, and I didn't know what happened overnight at home.I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and saw my uncle squatting in the yard smoking a cigarette, the butt of the cigarette flickering in front of my eyes. When eating the next morning, I saw my uncle's cheeks were red and swollen, and he seemed to have aged a few years overnight.The cousin didn't eat breakfast, and the uncle only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and then went to work in the field with a hoe on his shoulder.I heard my aunt let out a long sigh. Since then, I have never seen my cousin go to rehearse a model play at night. Later, I learned that my cousin was expelled from the propaganda team by Wu Guangtai, the secretary of the brigade, because of my uncle's problem.At that time, it was the first time I heard that my uncle had a problem. My uncle had been a member of the Kuomintang for eight months. My uncle was a strong man captured by the Kuomintang not long before the liberation of Changchun. Not long after my uncle was arrested, the People's Liberation Army surrounded Changchun.When Changchun was besieged, it was my father's army, and my father was already the head of the army at that time.I remember watching a black-and-white film called "Soldiers Coming to the City", which was about the liberation of Changchun.The Kuomintang trapped in the city refused to surrender, and the People's Liberation Army was unable to attack Changchun for a while, fearing that it would destroy the city and at the same time be afraid of hurting innocent people.The siege lasted for several months. There was no food in the city. The Kuomintang used planes to drop food in. Countless people who grabbed the food were trampled to death, and even more died of starvation. After several months, Changchun finally had no hope of defending the enemy. Surrendered, and my uncle was also liberated.Later, my uncle said that he had been a member of the Kuomintang for eight months, and he had never fired a gun, but had only robbed food a few times, and was almost trampled to death that time. In any case, my uncle was a member of the Kuomintang, and people remember that period of history.In the beginning, people hadn't troubled my uncle, but when the Cultural Revolution started, my uncle's dark days came.My uncle often got into fights, standing with landlords, rich peasants and bad elements, wearing a high paper hat on his head, bending over and standing in front of those who criticized him.In the past, my cousin and I never knew about the fight between our uncles.Every time my uncle fights at night, when the brigade holds a criticism meeting, first a militiaman comes to my aunt's house, knocks on the window and says, "Old Antou, go to the meeting tonight." At this time, my uncle said with trepidation: "Well What." At this moment, my uncle raised his head from the edge of the bowl and gave his aunt a quick look, her face was expressionless.My uncle went out after a few mouthfuls of food. After dinner, as long as my uncle went to a meeting, my aunt said to my cousin and me: "Sneak into the house, don't run out if you are in the dark." My cousin and I are very afraid of my aunt. Dare to go out of the house and sit under the oil lamp to do homework. My uncle came back very late every time I went to a meeting. Every time I came back, my uncle would lie on the kang without moving. At this time, my uncle would beat my uncle’s back. At this time, the aunt cursed: "It's a big deal, you look so worthless, you are still a man, if you have blood, you will die." Every time I heard my aunt cursing my uncle, I heard these words. Later, my uncle really died, and he died by drinking dichlorvos, a powerful pesticide.Later, I always suspected that my uncle cursed her to death. It was not until a long time later that I realized that my uncle had never done a feat that a man should do in his life. Only his death can be said to be a feat of a man who bears humiliation. It was later that my cousin and I found out that my uncle was fighting while wearing a tall hat.At that time, our school suddenly announced that a meeting to criticize the five black classes would be held in the afternoon.We elementary school students don't know what the five black categories are, so we hold meetings when we are notified. During the meeting, my cousin and I saw my uncle standing in the crowd of five black people, with a tall hat on his head, bent so hard that he couldn't bend anymore.During the entire two-hour criticism meeting, my uncle was bent at the lowest point, her head was deeply buried in her crotch, and she never raised it once.Maybe he knew that my cousin and I were looking at him, and he was afraid that we would be embarrassed. That time when my cousin saw my uncle standing in the crowd of black people, he blushed first, and so did I.The cousin kept his head down and didn't look at anyone. After blushing, the cousin turned pale.Then my cousin cried. When I got home from school, my cousin didn't say a word, and he didn't look at my uncle. My uncle seemed to have done something wrong, and she didn't dare to look at me and my cousin. He just ate with his head sullen. For several days in a row, my cousin has been ignoring my uncle, and these uncles have already seen it.One day at the dinner table, my cousin was eating sullenly again. The aunt put the bowl down heavily and scolded my cousin: "You are a little heartless and shameless. He is your father. He raised you so big, so you are so stupid." Do you know how shameless you are?" The aunt looked at the uncle again, then at the cousin and said, "Your father is a murderer and also your father." After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and slapped the cousin and said, "I let you remember Live, it was your father who raised you." My cousin put down his chopsticks and cried before finishing the meal, and my uncle didn't eat well either.After that, my cousin talked to my uncle again. Before my cousin went to the propaganda team, Wu Guangtai, secretary of the brigade, of course knew that my cousin was the daughter of my uncle.He asked his cousin to have his plans. Wu Guangtai has a son who is careless and in his thirties.Every day dragging a snotny nose, wandering around the village, the big girl and little daughter-in-law rushing over giggled.It was like this when he was young, but when he was older, every time he saw a woman passing by in front of him, he would run to take off her pants.After a long time, women saw him as if they were seeing a plague god, and avoided him far away.He is in his thirties, and no one dares to propose marriage to him. The secretary Wu Guangtai fell in love with my cousin, and Wu Guangtai would be satisfied when he thought that my cousin's background could climb up to him. When my cousin was rehearsing with the propaganda team, Wu Guangtai called my cousin to talk about it, but the cousin flatly refused. In a fit of anger, Wu Guangtai expelled my cousin from the propaganda team because of her bad background. The tragedy of the cousin began here. The life of the aunt's house has since then been cast a layer of gray. Although Ruhua'er's cousin is alive, her heart is dead. When I was sad at my aunt's house that my cousin couldn't play Li Tiemei, my father, mother and sister were undergoing labor reform on a farm called Shihezi in Xinjiang. As soon as my father brought his mother and sister to the farm, they were arranged to live in a small house in the middle of a row of bungalows. This farm is more than 100 kilometers away from Shihezi, surrounded by a vast Gobi desert, and the wind and sand are running and howling on the Gobi desert. . The people on this farm come from all over the world, and there are all kinds of people. Some were prisoners of war during the volunteer army, some were traitors during the Anti-Japanese War, and there were also corrupt criminals and corrupt elements.My father, mother and sister live here. My sister goes to school in a place called Shagangba five miles away from the farm. Every day when my sister goes to school, she has to cross the Gobi Desert on the five-mile road. In the fourth grade of elementary school. The school my sister went to was a primary school for children run by a local quarry. Father’s labor camp did not have a school, and the children of the labor camp went to the primary school run by the quarry. There is no courtyard wall in the labor reform farm, and there is a circle of barbed wire around a few bungalows. The barbed wire is powered on at night, and when there is wind and sand blowing, the barbed wire has blue electric sparks flashing beautifully.A door was opened in the middle of the barbed wire, and there was a watchtower made of iron sheets at the door, with soldiers guarding it. Every day when my sister went to school, she went in and out through the big iron gate. My sister was born with thin skin and tender flesh. Every day she braved the wind and sand to go to school and walked back against the wind and sand. It didn’t take long for my sister’s face and hands to crack a lot. small hole.When the mother saw it, the circles of her eyes became red. She took my sister's hand and looked left and right. The sister was afraid that her mother would be sad, so she said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all." My mother couldn't think of a better way to treat the wounds on my sister's face and hands, so my mother bought bulk cream from the farm store and applied it on my sister's face layer by layer. The inferior cream was applied on my sister's face. My sister is like an actor in disguise, with a white face, walking out of the gate guarded by guards to go to school. At that time, my father was often called to the conference room of the field department for meetings at night.Only mother and sister are left in the family.My elder sister was doing homework at the dinner table, and my mother was sitting under the lamp and looking out of the window. The Gobi Desert was very quiet at night when there was no wind and sand, as if the world had died.The moon hangs above the head, shining pale moonlight on the ground very brightly.My mother sat on the bed looking at the pale moonlight, thinking of me in the distance.After thinking about it, my mother's tears flowed down.When my sister finished her homework, her father hadn't come back yet, so my sister saw her mother's tears. My sister walked over sensiblely and sat beside her mother. miss me. My sister said to her mother, "Mom, shall I sing you a song?" Mother said nothing, still looking out of the window. My sister sang: Let's swing our oars, The boat rides the wind and waves. ... My sister's childish singing came out of the hut, floating in the very white moon field.At this moment, the mother wiped away her tears, looked deeply at her sister for a while and said: "Yuan Chao, grow up quickly, and when you grow up, you can take care of your little brother." My sister hummed, and stopped singing. She looked at the sky obsessively.My sister heard from her mother when she was very young that people on the earth can be found in the stars in the sky, and everyone has a star of their own.My sister was looking for the stars in the sky, she was looking for the one that belonged to me, and finally she found one in the distant sky, and she stubbornly took that one as me.In the following nights, my sister wrote to me, telling me that she looked at the star every night, and when she saw the star, she saw me... When I read my sister's letter, I cried. In the days to come, I also found a star in the northeast sky, and I also regarded that star as my sister, and my mother and father. Those three stars were very close, but far away from me. . When my sister was in fifth grade, a new family came to the farm. There was a little boy named Xiaolong in that family, who was the same age as me.In second grade.One morning not long after Xiaolong arrived, Xiaolong's mother pulled Xiaolong to appear in front of my house and said to her, "This is my son. He is still young. I want your mother to take him to school." At this time, my sister came over, saw Xiaolong who was half a head lower than her, and stretched out her hand.Before the mother could speak, the elder sister pulled Xiaolong out of the gate where the guards stood. From then on, my sister had a companion when she was in school.When the wind and sand blow, my sister would hold Xiaolong's hand. The two of them lowered their heads and watched the smooth pebbles walking towards the school step by step.When school was over, the two walked back together again.Every day when I went to school, my sister would call Xiaolong after she finished her meal and picked up her schoolbag. Xiaolong is a boy with big eyes, fair-looking, shy like a little girl.Not long after Xiaolong arrived, his face and hands were cut like when his sister first arrived. My sister knew that those cuts were painful, so she stroked Xiaolong's head and licked Xiaolong's face with her tongue. Xiaolong was so painful that he could only suck. When she got angry, tears flowed down. My sister stopped licking the tears when she licked them, and took out her own cream and wiped it on Xiaolong's face. On the way to school, my sister told Xiaolong that she also had a younger brother who was as old as him in a place called Daxinganling in the far, far northeast. When my sister spoke, her face was full of tenderness. Xiaolong also told his sister that he also has a sister in a place called Shanghai far, far away. He told his sister that he misses her very much.My sister's eyes were red at this moment.After a while, my sister said: "You will call me sister from now on." "Just call me brother." Xiaolong said. In a place called Shihezi in Xinjiang, from then on, my sister had a younger brother named Xiaolong, and my sister had a little friend. Xiaolong also told his sister that his grandfather was in a place called Taiwan. He had never seen him before, but they came here because of him.When Xiaolong is free, he tells his sister about Shanghai. There is a Chenghuang Temple in Shanghai. It is very interesting and there are all kinds of snacks. Two cents for a piece of candy.When Xiaolong said this, he said to his sister with a bitter face: "Sister, I haven't eaten candy for a long time." My sister said: "Grow slowly, when we grow up, we will go home and eat candy." Xiaolong nodded. When Xiaolong was in Shanghai, he brought a flower ball with red and green stripes printed on it.When he came back from school, Xiaolong would play ball with his sister. Xiaolong had a set of nursery rhymes when he was playing with the ball. Xiaolong said while he was playing: You take one, I take one, When I grow up, I will fly a plane, You take two, I take two, Thousands of my friends, You shoot three, I shoot three, Served as a soldier to fight against the emperor and repair the rebellion, ... My sister said while clapping: Asia, Africa and Latin America, Hand in hand on the road to revolution, Hand in hand to match, Communism is friendship, ... In the evening, my sister took Xiaolong to sit on the sand outside the window, looked at the distant star in the sky and said: "That's my little brother." Xiaolong also pointed to a star in the southern sky and said: "That's my sister." At night, a boy and a girl look at two stars in different directions, thinking of their relatives far away. That night, my sister was taking pictures of the flower ball with Xiaolong under the window.Suddenly the wind picked up, and the little ball was blown away by a gust of wind. My sister and Xiaolong went to chase the little ball together, and the ball disappeared after it bounced.While looking for it, Xiaolong cried and said: "Sister, the ball is gone, what shall we play with?" 小龙刚说完这句话，他一抬头，在月光下看到了小皮球已经被风刮到铁丝网外面去了，小龙叫了一声：“姐，我看到了。”说完猛跑过去，姐姐一惊，她知道铁丝网上有电，电会打死人的，可是已经晚了，姐姐凄厉地喊了一声：“小龙——”一道耀眼的蓝光之后，小龙一头栽倒在铁丝网下，他没有来得及叫一声，在那道蓝光中像一只小鸟一样被击落了。 警卫战士发现了情况，拉掉了电闸，可是已经晚了，小龙瘦小的身子焦糊地趴在那里，他的一只手还往前伸着，伸向小皮球方向…… 小龙被埋在铁丝网外的一片沙丘中，姐姐每天上学都能看到小龙的坟头。小龙被埋掉那一天，姐姐去了，她把那只小皮球放在小龙伸出的那只手上，小龙拿不住，皮球滚到一边，小龙那只手固执地伸着。姐姐就哭了，她后来还是把小皮球塞到小龙衣服的口袋里。那一天，姐姐也没吃饭，她直看着小龙的坟头。 姐姐每次路过小龙的坟前时，心都像小皮球那样跳一跳，这时姐姐就想到了我。 晚上的时候，姐姐失去了小龙，她就独自一个人坐在窗外的沙地上，看远方的星星。 “你拍一，我拍一，长大我去开飞机……” 小龙的声音又一次在姐姐的耳边响起。