Chapter 33 Chapter Twelve

Son, is his son still alive?If he was alive, he would be twenty-four years old, a man who could afford to let go.He hopes that the person who adopts his son is a simple, simple and honest ordinary farmer, who will let him be close to the soil and the earth from an early age. thinking. He and his son had only lived together for fourteen days.When the son was born, he didn't go back to the mine, but he went back the next year. The son was over one year old. The son didn't want him, and hid behind his mother. His nose was sour and he almost shed tears. The wife pointed at him and told her son: "This is dad, the one who sends us money and food every month. Shout, call dad!"

The son refused to admit it, and in a hurry, he burst into tears with a "wow".This little stubborn! ... The wind and sand circled, crashed, and clamored outside the door, and Erlun Gobi went crazy again, as if to sweep away everything on this black land with great force.The sun on the top was covered by the sky full of sand and dust, and only a vast expanse of white was revealed in the sky.The old man closed the doors and windows, stayed alone in the house, and gave up his plan to buy food in the town. Every month, he has to go to the small post office in the town to collect the labor insurance wages and food stamps remitted by the original unit, buy enough rations for a month, and sometimes go to the tavern in the town to drink a few cups of pig ears and pig mouth strips. liquor.The old money collector at the post office knew him—the old money collector also worked in the mine earlier. In 1960, a post office was established in the mining area, and it was later distributed along with the post office.When taking out money and food, he often chatted with the old money collector for a while, and then he always treated the old money collector drunk.

Hei Lao Zhang from the small barber shop knew him.He must come to the shop to shave his head on the 27th and 8th of every month.Sometimes, Hei Laozhang was busy and didn't notice him at all. He would suddenly show his face from a corner, laughing, and dropped a bunch of green vegetables or a bunch of shallots to the side of Hei Laozhang's toolbox. Then, no matter how many people lined up behind him, he sat down on the big swivel chair for hairdressing: "Old Brother Zhang, tidy up." Hei Laozhang immediately got busy and became serious, tossing his gray head back and forth for a long time, joking with him while fiddling, so angry that familiar customers called Hei Laozhang a black bastard.

Two years earlier, he also liked to walk around the town committee compound and sit in the Industrial Bureau.He knows all four directors of the Industrial Bureau.Most of them were born in bicycle shops and small tin shops, and they were unfamiliar with coal mines, but he just talked to them about coal mines and Heigelonggou, and repeatedly suggested that they organize forces to open the abandoned wells and mine the scrap coal under the stratum.The bureau chiefs listened carefully at the beginning, and sometimes wrote down two notes in their notebooks, but then they didn't write them down; after that, they didn't even want to listen.

Seeing their indifference, he stopped going to the Industrial Bureau. Once—what year was it?He drank too much with the old money collector. Accompanied by the old money collector, he went directly to the secretary of the town committee. The secretary of the town committee was quite old, and he told him about the plan to re-exploit the Heigelong ditch.The old secretary told him that this was impossible, the town did not have the strength, and did not dare to take that risk.In the end, the old secretary praised him solidly and spoke highly of his loyalty. However, that's not what he needs.His feelings for Hei Ge Na Gou were beyond the comprehension of the old secretary.