Chapter 36 by the river

The morning agenda of the Scientific Assembly is the presentation of awards.Researcher Li Yu's heart was still beating when he walked out of the auditorium with the medal in his arms. The scene was really exciting.He was caught in the crowd and walked down the long corridor. At the corner of the stairs, he suddenly heard someone call "Old Nine"!The voice sounded familiar.Before he could turn around, a palm had already landed heavily on his shoulder, and a chubby face was smiling at him, repeating: "Ha! Old Nine!" "Ah! Old Ba!" Li Yu called out to the other party in surprise.

The two hands were tightly clasped together, shaking and shaking. "Old Nine" and "Old Eight" again, the strange address attracted curious eyes from the passers-by who were crowded downstairs.Li Yu's eyes, which were hidden under the striated lenses of myopia glasses, avoided them in embarrassment.The old eight put one hand on Li Yu's shoulder, hugged him affectionately and walked down the stairs, completely ignoring how others looked at him. "You finally succeeded! Congratulations!" Lao Ba said. "I've read about your deeds in the newspaper. You're really a good 'Minister of Logistics'." Li Yu said.

The old eight laughed, saying that the achievements he had made were not worth talking about.After laughing, he asked in a low voice, "Have you been to the river yet?" "No." Li Yu said, "You probably don't have time to go either!" "Let's go again and have fun." Lao Ba suggested, "By the way, take a look at Boss!" "Oh! Boss—" Li Yuxiang pondered for a while, as if thinking about something, and then responded enthusiastically, "Okay! Go!" "Next Sunday, ten o'clock." "Wait at the bridge."

For many years, researcher Li Yu has almost lived a layman's life.People in their early forties don't drink or smoke, let alone make friends.Although he has been assigned to work in this city for almost 20 years, he has never visited any of the places of interest in this ancient northern city, nor the landscape of the suburbs.He has his paradise, which is the laboratory in the research institute.Once he entered the laboratory, he forgot that the sun was rising and setting, and the rain, snow, wind and frost in nature were changing.After taking off his white coat and returning home, he sat blankly at the small table, his mind still full of the boiling liquid in the flask.

He has a virtuous wife.She works in a factory and is much more tired than him, but she is still willing to take on all the housework. "Eat!" said the wife. "Good! Good!" He picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and filled his mouth. "Is the salt light?" asked the wife. "Not light, not light! Just right." He nodded in approval. "I didn't adjust the salt in the bowl I gave you! You idiot!" The wife smiled, took the bowl lovingly, added salt noodles, and handed it to him.The kids laughed at the silly dad. He laughed ho ho, adjusted his glasses, took the bowl from his wife, and didn't care - he was used to it.

After dinner, he got into the small room full of books and books, and sat there until twelve o'clock. Sometimes, he would briskly run up the stairs, drop his bag, and come into the kitchen with a child-like smile on his face, and couldn't help but say, "Experiment No. 2 was successful!" It seemed that only then did he remember that he should Share a share of housework for his wife, squat down to pick vegetables, fetch water and wash rice.At this time, she will make an impromptu decision full of joy, add one or two delicious dishes and soups, and express her congratulations to her beloved husband for his success.Usually, no matter how good the meal is, he might not even be able to taste it!

They seldom wear fashionable clothes, and when they go in and out of clothing stores, restaurants, and parks, they all feel very harmonious and happy.There are hundreds of people and different natures, no one in the world has set a unified content for a happy family!Everyone lives according to their own interests. For reasons known to all, his life was disrupted.A cross seal was pasted across the door of the laboratory.The broom with the whirlwind swept his thin body weighing less than a hundred catties into the cowshed.He was still in shock, even though he still couldn't see through what was happening in front of him, and even though he felt uncomfortable physically and mentally, he didn't complain.From a simple rural elementary school to a spacious and bright university, the firm and sacred belief formed by the education he has received for more than ten years makes him believe that this is a revolution.Since it is a revolution, it should not be considered a little loss.He honestly reviewed and wrote again and again.Accept the criticism sincerely and stand again and again.Finally, one day, he was declared liberated, and returned to the research institute in the city from the cowshed in the valley.

He hurried into the gate of the institute, stepped up the stairs three steps at a time, and rushed to the laboratory.The door was open, and the interior had been looted, the concrete floor was strewn with crumbs of glasses and bottles, and there was not even a single piece of glass in the window.His legs were weak, and he leaned weakly on a broken wooden chair, and his violently beating heart felt as if it was about to freeze in an instant. Carrying the luggage roll on his back, he walked through the streets and alleys with heavy steps, and returned home.In the absence of his wife, the children barely recognized him.He picked up his youngest son and ran into his small study, ah, it was full of flour bags, rice jars, vegetables and sundries that were not often used.

He put down the child, leaned on the door frame, and shed tears.In the cowshed in the small valley, he reviewed and stood on the platform, so that he could return to the laboratory as soon as possible.Now, how unexpected!How to do it? "Don't be stupid again!" The wife even put her arms around his head and cried, regardless of the child's presence.She wiped away her tears and said this, "We were so stupid in the past!" He stayed at home and had nowhere to go. He tried to make up for his negligence of housework in the past ten years of marriage. He cooked for his wife, but the rice was burnt;

Seeing his clumsy and embarrassed appearance, his wife smiled and said, "God arranged it, and I will serve you!" "So, what should I do?" He was bored and confused. "Go for a walk!" He went out, and came back shortly after one o'clock, very depressed: "There's nothing to do!" "Take the kids to the movies!" Before he could answer, the children objected in disorder.He understands that he's not going to make the kids have fun.Besides, the children have already memorized those films that were screened in turn, and they are tired of it.

Sitting, lying down.If I can't sit or lie down, I would pace and walk. From the dormitory to the small kitchen, the steps are six or seven steps long.Disturbed by boredom! On this day, when his wife came back from the factory, she took out a retractable fishing rod from her pocket: "Go! Go fishing! Relax." He hesitated.Although he was born in a water town in the south of the country, since he went to middle school, he entered the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea like a boy in myths and legends, greedily snatching the jewels of human wisdom, and his interest in fishing and catching shrimp by the river has long since faded away when he was a child.Now, but... His wife seemed to have seen through the world, and persuaded him: "Don't think about anything! We were so stupid in the past!" Her expression and tone were firm and painful, "Take the pole and go for a walk! Move your body, old fool In the house, I’m so worried about you, I don’t want anything!” He is in extreme distress!His wife's indifference to his career made it harder for him.But what can I do? "Where should I go fishing?" He murmured. "Out of the city, to the east, there is a small river, the scenery is not bad!" said my wife, "Our factory's "Happy School" are fishing and crabbing all day long." In this way, he came to the edge of the small river. A levee separates the beach from the fields.On the beach, there are endless stones, gravel, thatch, and the small grains of red gold in the sand shine brightly in the fire-like sunlight.A thin stream of water bends and turns, flowing quietly on the beach. The dense willows on the embankment block the sun, and cool breeze blows along the river.Inside the embankment are rows of paddy fields and corn groves with white tops and green bodies. What a wonderful place! The dams made of stones are all connected to the river embankment at one end and stretched into the beach at the other end. There is a pool of deep water under the dam head, which is the deep pool washed out by the flood hitting the stone dam.Li Yu pushed the car forward along the embankment. The higher he went, the fresher the air and the noise of the city gradually disappeared.He walked to a disc dam. There was a deep water tank at the head of the dam, and behind it were dozens of large willow trees, whose long branches hung down and brushed onto the water.He propped up the bicycle, put down the bamboo basket and hanging bag, sat down, and threw the long line into the water, so comfortable! Here, no one yells at him, no one rolls his eyes at him, and there is no endless argument or noise, only the continuous chirping of cicadas among the trees, which can be heard too much. He leaned his back on the stone on the top of the stone dam, let the float float on the water surface, and didn't care if there were really fish biting the hook... Li Yu suddenly noticed that there was a person on the beach, walking up the river, walking, stopping, throwing a net into the water, pulling it up, shaking it, and walking up again.When he got closer, he saw clearly that the man was only wearing a vest and shorts, tanned from head to toe, with a bamboo basket hanging from his buttocks, and a net in his hand. He had a bald forehead and a fat face. He walked to Yuanpanba. He turned his head, glanced at Li Yu, dropped the net, took out the fishing rod from his backpack, and threw the line into the water.It seems that this is a fishing expert. The two occupy one side, fishing for themselves. Li Yu wanted to chat with the latecomer, but couldn't find any words to strike up a conversation, so he kept his mouth shut.He sees the other person as a restless character, standing up, sitting down, smoking, and looking at him several times.He waited for him to speak, he believed that the other party would not be able to bear him. The man finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Which unit do you dare to ask?" "Institute." Li Yu replied. "Hey! Old Jiu!" The man pretended to be surprised and said, "Yes, I can smell your scent!" Li Yu was a little unaccustomed to it, so he was suffocated again. "We are brothers. I am your elder brother—the eighth!" The man laughed at himself, "Capitalist roader! The eighth! Haha!" Li Yu smiled, this is an optimist! The self-deprecating old man told Li Yu that he had been lying in the dank basement for ten months. His severe lung perforation had made him dying, and he was thrown out as dead and unburied waste.His wife ran around to treat him, and when he got better, he fled to the small river to receive the recuperation of nature.He only admitted that the doctor's medicine was half effective, what about the other half?He said he owed it to his indifference: "Live one day and earn one day! I thought I would never see the sun and the trees again!" No one asked anyone's real name anymore, your old nine and my old eight joked and called each other.There were so many funny things in Lao Ba's belly, which made Li Yu laugh.One day, two days, three days, the days passed by in a leisurely way, like a trickle in a small river when the water is dry, silently. Ten days had passed, and Li Yu became bored again.Yes, the heat on the river beach at noon was unbearably hot, the reflection of the sand made people's eyes dry and painful, the willow leaves were hanging limply, and there was an unpleasant smell from the rice fields that had been applied with dregs.He thought again of his laboratory, what an intoxicating place it was! "When will this kind of day end?" He said irritably. "You ask it—" Lao Ba pointed to the blue sky without a trace of cloud, and said, "God knows!" Lao Jiu pointed to the beach, and said to Lao Ba: "Look at that old man—" Lao Ba looked in the direction Lao Jiu pointed.On the head of a dam below, there was an old man, about sixty years old, wearing a white jacket with half sleeves, open the front, revealing a crimson complexion, barefoot, lifting stones on the scorching sand.Pick up a full basket, pick it up on your shoulders, and carry it to the stone dam.A large cage woven with iron wire was supported on the dam, about five or six meters long and more than one meter high. He poured the stones he had brought into the wire cage and arranged them in a row. "It's like this every day!" Lao Jiu said, "When I came to the river, I saw that he was the only one, and he rang three times a day, without any rush." The old man said that he had seen the old man a long time ago, and the old man only sat down to eat a bag of cigarettes in the middle of the whole day, and within ten minutes, he started to do this monotonous, mechanical and cumbersome work again. "I think this old man must be a model worker." Lao Jiu said, "No one supervises him, and no one cares about him. It's all about self-consciousness. How practical he is!" Old Ba also stared blankly, admiringly said: "It's better to be the peasant brothers! No matter how chaotic the society is, they can't stop." "Poor and lower-middle peasants are good in nature!" Lao Jiu said, "They only believe that if they want to collect food in the fields, they have to sweat hard, and nonsense and bragging will not get a good harvest!" "It also has something to do with the system." Lao Ba said, "They eat by work points. If they don't go to work for a day, they don't have work points. The factory is different, and they still get paid for a day of shopping!" "But this old man works less, rests more, or picks a few less stones per load, who knows? Work points are still recorded." Old Nine argued, "You see, every load is full..." "This must be an honest member of the production team, and the cadres can trust it, so they put it here!" Lao Ba said, "If he is cunning, no one will know if he sleeps all day!" "Yes! It must be a model worker!" Lao Jiu fully agreed with Lao Ba's words this time, and said happily.It seemed that this old man had become the hero he admired the most, and he didn't want to hear slight criticism from others.All those who love their work and strive for it regardless of fatigue arouse his admiration and respect.From this, he thought of himself again, and rubbed his palms in confusion. At this time, the old man put down the empty basket and sat under the shade of the willows at the root of the dam. It was time for him to rest and eat cigarettes. "Sit with the old man!" Lao Jiu suggested. "Okay!" Lao Ba was very easy-going, and immediately stood up and walked forward. The two walked to the willow tree that the old man was leaning on one after the other.The old man was still holding the cigarette bag in his hand, looking at the beach, motionless, ignoring the two visitors who came to him.Lao Jiu was embarrassed.But the old eight said freely: "Brother, borrow a fire!" The old man glanced at them, hesitated for a moment, took the matchbox from the stone, handed it to Lao Ba, and cast his eyes into the river beach again. Old Ba sat down, took out a cigarette case, took out one, and handed it to the old man honestly. The old man shook his head, stretched five fingers that were rough from scratching the stone, and pushed away Old Ba's hand that was stretched out to his chest.The old eight gave way again, and the old man pushed again—the cigarette was squeezed. Embarrassed, Lao Jiu opened and closed his mouth again. The old eight didn't care, and accosted him again, "Brother, what's your surname?" The old man gave him another cold look, knocked off the soot, picked up the basket, walked down the embankment, and walked straight to the edge of the water where the stones were collected. Lao Ba looked at Lao Jiu's embarrassment, and smirked: "This old man is so stubborn!" The two of them had no fun, and came to Yuanpanbatou where they were fishing again. Lao Jiu sat on the rock, still staring at the old man pulling the rock on the river beach with ecstasy, and said guiltily: "The old man sees that we come to hang out every day, not doing business, and hate us!" "Maybe it is." Lao Ba said, "A good worker can't meet a idler!" "Hey! Damn it!" Lao Jiu panicked, "The old man didn't know, we have nowhere to use our energy!" "Seeing other people working makes my hands itchy!" Lao Ba was also moved, and said sincerely, "There is nothing I can do to kill time!" "When will it be?" Lao Jiu said again, thinking of the bright laboratory, the cabinets full of medicines, flasks, utensils, measuring cups, balances... He said, "I would rather die in the explosion of the experiment." !" "Liberate yourself!" Lao Ba said, "I want to sweep the floor and do handyman in the factory. Anyway, I don't want to eat people for nothing!" Lao Jiu pointed to the fishing rod and said, "It's better than doing this thing!" The two unified their understanding.Sure enough, they didn't come again the next day. Two months later, they met again on the Yuanpan Dam by the river. Lao Jiu pushed the cart, and as soon as he arrived at the dam, he saw Lao Ba's chubby face and bald forehead sitting by the water, "You..." "Ha, I guess you will come again!" Lao Ba said, "I have been waiting for you for a few days." Lao Jiu complained to Lao Ba.After applying, he was approved to join the three-combination test group to develop a herbicide.His situation in the three-in-one team is: to supervise the transformation.No matter how others stare at him or talk to him in an embarrassing tone, he doesn't care.As long as he can put on the white coat, touch the smooth utensils, and smell the smell of burning alcohol, he will forget all favors and disgraces!The young people in the three-in-one group respected him very much. Although they knew nothing about experiments, they had a good attitude, a strong thirst for knowledge, and they were very diligent.He got along very well with them, and the experiments were not very smooth, but they were getting stronger and stronger.Unexpectedly, "the 'Legalists' said that Lao Shou has the final say! Lao Shou has transformed the workers! Restoration has come back!" Lao Jiu said, "In this way, the broom of the 'Legalists' swept me here again. !" "The same goal by different routes!" said the old man, "I sweep the floor in the factory, feed the pigs, and help the master to carry water and wash the pots, all of which are not acceptable! They say that we are "pretending to be a posturing, trying to buy people's hearts, and restoring the restoration!" I'm allowed to enter the kitchen, and I'm not allowed to feed the pigs in the cafeteria,..." "Okay! Now we have to sit and wait to die!" Lao Jiu said, and then gently tugged at Lao Ba's arm, "That old man is listening to us!" As soon as Lao Ba turned his head, it wasn't true. The old man supported the cage with one hand and touched the stone with the other. He tilted his head and listened to the two people talking. When he saw them staring at him, he immediately turned his head and picked it up again. "It's good if he hears it, he won't blame us for not doing our job properly!" Lao Ba said. The two sat silently by the river.Lao Ba is an old and lively person who is restless by nature. Looking at Lao Jiu who is depressed, he says a few sarcastic words in passing, which makes Lao Jiu smile. "Go! Go tease the old man!" The old man said with a smile, "I must make friends with him!" Lao Jiu followed Lao Ba, and came to the willow tree where the old man was sitting. "Dude, can you get me some water to drink?" Old Eighth said. The old man glanced at Lao Ba, then at Lao Jiu, and a sneer of kindness flashed in his eyes: "It's a credit for fishing!" He stood up helplessly and walked up the embankment. Not far away, there was a brick building. The small single-tile house, which is used for night shifts during flood control. Lao Jiu stared blankly at Lao Ba, but Lao Ba smiled mischievously: "Follow me!" Then he walked towards the old man's small single room. Holding a small iron pot in one hand and a bundle of dry branches under one arm, the old man walked out the door, put down the pot, glanced at Lao Ba and Lao Jiu, turned around, closed the door, and let out a "squeak" He buckled the iron lock and walked under the willow tree again. The old eight fluttered his eyelids, and signaled the old nine: keep up. The old man set up a small iron pot on the three stones on the stone dam, grabbed a pile of hay and leaves, and lit the fire. A puff of green smoke rose up, and the burning branches crackled. Although stubborn, the old man's actions fully proved his kindness.Lao Jiu couldn't help but said, "Uncle, what's your surname?" When the old man heard him being called, he shook his head uneasily, looked at this honest intellectual, and quickly argued, "Don't dare! Call me Boss Liu (sound lazy)! Boss!" "Boss, who is in the family?" Lao Ba asked sincerely and cautiously. The old man suddenly dropped the branch and picked up the basket: "You burn it yourself!" He said and walked down the embankment. Lao Ba was disappointed, he said he had never seen such a stubborn old man who was difficult to talk to!He said that when he was the deputy director of the factory, he was in charge of logistics, and he had never met such a tempered person!Including the crooked wives of some comrades among the workers, he also has a way to make them intimate with men.He admitted today's failure and laughed at himself: "If you don't open your mouth, it's hard for a god to make a move!" Old Nine clasped his knees with his hands, looking at the hot sandy beach under the blazing sun, the old man bent down, picked out stones from the pile of sand and stones, put them into the cage, and stared at them. A bag of tears welled up in my eyes for no reason... Later that day, a sudden torrential rain poured down, dark clouds pressed down on the river, and lightning struck the beach... Lao Ba and Lao Jiu pulled out their fishing rods, climbed up the embankment, and ran towards the flood control hut. The old man stood at the door of the hut, beckoned to them anxiously, and quickly let them into the hut. The two shook off the rain on their faces, looked at each other, then looked at the old man, feeling hot in their hearts, this is a kind-hearted man who is cool on the outside and hot on the inside! Just when the two of them were sitting on the edge of the small kang, the old man took off the straw woven coir raincoat from the wooden peg on the wall, went out of the room barefoot, with a broken straw hat on his head.The two watched the old man walk to the willow tree step by step and stopped under the thunder and lightning and the pouring rain. "Will you monitor the flood?" Lao Ba asked. "No. If you don't look at it, there is a cloud above your head, how can the water rise?" Lao Jiu said. "Then, you're avoiding us again." Lao Ba said, "Is this like saying something?" Lao Jiu went out of the room, Lao Ba followed, and walked all the way to the willow tree. "You—" The old man stared at the two guests in surprise. "We're in the house, but we'll make you drench in the rain!" Old Ba said, "What's that like?" "I have a coir raincoat!" The old man explained fiercely. "If you don't go in, we won't go in either!" Lao Jiu said. "Hmm... good!" The old man pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind, "Go in! Let's all go in!" The three of them entered the small room one after the other. The old man sat timidly on a wooden pier cut from tree roots at the door, his head lowered, and his hands shaking slightly as he took out his cigarette pack. Lao Jiu's feelings seemed to be very fragile, and he asked tremblingly, "Old man, why do you keep hiding from us?" The old man said hesitantly: "I'm afraid I will cause trouble for you!" "What's wrong?" Lao Ba asked. "I can't be with you!" The old man's voice was low, and his hands trembled, shaking the smoke to the ground. "Why?" Lao Jiu asked. "I am the enemy—landlords!" said the old man at last. "Ah!" Lao Jiu couldn't help being startled, it was really unexpected!Look at Lao Ba, his chubby face is also full of panic and doubts, and he can't speak for a long time. "If someone with good deeds reports to your unit, it will cause trouble for both of you!" The old man said tactfully, "You are also the ones who have suffered..." Poor Li Yu, in this situation, simply didn't know what to do.Landlords, this is the enemy, not ambiguous at all, although he is currently regarded as a stinky intellectual to death, but this class awareness is still there. The vigilance of Lao Ba's speech also increased significantly: "Well! Could it be that you are asked to build a stone dam here, it is a transformation!" At the end, he casually asked: "How many years?" "Ten years! A whole ten years!" The old man raised his head instead, sweeping away his timid expression, "Since my commune members and I built this embankment and surrounded more than 500 acres of beach land, the food-deficient team has become a surplus-grain team." team, I put on the hat of a landlord and became a sinner of the people!" "Then you used to—" Lao Jiu hurriedly asked. "I went to 'social education' from the land reform, and the cadres were still there. The director of the peasant association, the president of the agricultural society, and the party secretary of the brigade!" The old man said, "After the social education movement was over, I was hired as a landlord. Chu, my family has fourteen or five acres of land. After my father died of colic, my father was over seventy and couldn’t do any work. My mother led five of my sisters and brothers. I was the oldest, fourteen years old, and followed My mother does crops. When she is busy, she hires a few 'mekers' to cut the wheat. That's it, say that I hired workers to exploit..." Lao Jiu couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you report it to your superiors?" "I've reported it, but I don't deserve it!" said the old man. "Wherever the report goes, the materials will be returned in the same way. Once reported, I will suffer a struggle: I will not obey the law! Overturn the case! I almost went to a brick kiln (prison)!" "You are suffering!" Lao Ba lost his vigilance and said sympathetically. "It's nothing for me to endure hardships! The relatives and friends who have caused trouble..." The old man said sadly, "My woman was so angry that she couldn't get out of bed, and she died within a year! The eldest son just engaged in a daughter-in-law, and she broke off the engagement. The third child I am more than ten years old, but I still can’t find someone. I paid more than 1,000 yuan to set up a person from the mountains, and ran away after half a year after returning! The second son saw his brother’s situation, so he walked into the door of the house... I, Alas..." The old man couldn't continue. Li Yu and Lao Ba fell into deep silence. The heavy rain rushed violently against the dense leaves of poplars and willows, and there was a sound of crackling. The rice fields and corn groves were covered with white mist, and there was a huge roar like a distant sea tide. "I'm not a landlord! I'm a member of the Communist Party!" The old man said, standing up from the wooden pier with a very solemn expression.He walked to the small kang, took out a small wooden box from the earth kiln nest on the top of the kang, and held it in his arms. Lao Jiu and Lao Ba saw that it was a very rough wooden box, the wooden boards were split out with an axe, and they had not been pushed out with a sledgehammer at all.On the lid of the box was painted a clumsy pattern symbolizing a sickle and a hammer, dyed a faint red.The two were puzzled. "This is my party fee!" The old man slowly opened the lid of the box, revealing a bundle of neatly bundled RMB and a pile of coins, "In summer, I picked up cicada shells in the willow forest and sold them in small town drugstores. Yes, pay monthly on time." Lao Jiu hugged the small wooden box, and tears poured out, drop by drop, dripping on the bundle of banknotes and stacks of coins. Lao Ba tightly grasped the old man's rough palm with both hands, his chubby face twitched, and tears flowed down his face. But the old man didn’t cry, he said every single word, and from his short bearded mouth burst out deep words: “I am self-liberated and see the party, so I will go with the party and listen to the party! The party is called a mutual aid group. The party called for the establishment of an agricultural cooperative, so we set up an agricultural cooperative, and I vacated the tile-roofed house as a breeding room in the cooperative; the party called for large-scale agriculture, so I led the members to the river to control the beach... I have no second thoughts about the party!" The old man pressed He frowned, feeling extremely painful, "I am a member of the Party when I live, and I am still a member of the Party when I die..." Lao Ba and Lao Jiu were troubled by the same problem, unable to answer the questions that the old man had accumulated in their hearts for more than ten years, they faced each other silently... When the rain stopped and the dark clouds did not disperse, Lao Ba and Lao Jiu walked out of the small private room and walked along the river embankment with heavy hearts. These two people never came to the small river again, and the old man missed them. Another year of spring has come.Unknowingly, on the embankment and in the mud by the river, the spring grass embroidered into balls.Willows germinate, wheat seedlings turn green, and spring brings prosperity to nature, but it brings unrelieved pain to the old man. He is preoccupied all day long, picking up stones and building dams. One day, the old man was picking up a load of stones and walking towards the stone dam from the beach, when he suddenly heard the sound of a bicycle chain, he raised his head, and saw Lao Ba and Lao Jiu standing on the head of the dam, smiling kindly at him.The old man's heart warmed up, and he stepped faster.On the stone dam, he dropped his burden, took the two of them by the hand, and walked towards the small tile house. Because of the arrival of the guests, the old man was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He gathered the firewood and sundries under his feet, swept the floor with his own broom, and muttered, "I miss you two so much!" The old man threw down the broom and looked up, only to see the two friends standing blankly with their backs to him and facing the wall, where a portrait of Premier Zhou hung on the wall.When they turned around, the old man saw tears in their eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore, hugged the shoulders of the two friends, and cried out loud. The three of them sat down, wiped away their tears, relatively silent, and sat silently. Li Yu suddenly suggested: "Present a flower to the Prime Minister, let's plant a living flower." "Okay!" Lao Ba said. "Why didn't I think of it!" The old man patted himself on the head, "It's still you intellectuals..." The three of them went out and searched among the early spring grass on the river beach in early spring.Lao Ba came back, holding a small blood-red flower, which was no bigger than a bean.Lao Jiu came back, holding a small white flower in both hands, only one bloomed at the top, it was as big as a fingernail, and it stood tall.The old man came back, holding a handful of wheat seedlings with mud in his hands.The three of them planted unknown wild flowers and wheat seedlings into small pots and placed them under Premier Zhou's portrait. The setting sun is like blood, staining the branches of willows and poplars red.The three friends sat close to each other and chatted freely. Night shrouded the mountains and riverbanks, and deep voices resounded from the small tile-roofed houses... The moon rises, the sky is full of stars, and angry voices rush out of the small tile house... As the moon sets, the river beach is shrouded in darkness again, and the passionate sound is like the spring flood of a small river erupting... A ray of dawn finally emerges from the top of the mountain... Spring is bright, and the spring by the small river is even more charming.A river of dark green wheat seedlings gives people infinite vitality, willows burst into light yellow leaves, and two long embankments are tightly embedded on the side of the small river like two yellow ribbons. Lao Ba and Lao Jiu were simply intoxicated by the beautiful spring scenery of Xiaohe. From afar, they saw that on the Yuanpanba where they were fishing, a group of male and female commune members were sitting in a dark crowd, and someone was standing in the crowd talking, the voice was so familiar, it must be the old man!The two of them happened to get close, and the meeting broke up. The members of the commune went down to the rice fields together, and turned up the rice fields. "Boss!" Li Yu couldn't help shouting. "Boss!" Lao Ba raised his arms and swung them. The three ran towards each other, hugged on the embankment, patted, shook, asked, and laughed. The commune members who were working in the field were puzzled when they saw the affectionate appearance of these three people. Someone asked in a strange voice, "Why do you two call our party secretary the boss?" The old man smiled and said to the two friends: "Now you can't be called Boss Luo! It's rehabilitated!" The two stared at the old man, as if asking: Is the rehabilitated even the name? "In my sect, I'm the fifth." The old man laughed, "Aren't you the eighth and the ninth? According to this ranking, I was the boss at that time!" After hearing this, the two friends suddenly realized that they took the old man's hand together, patted the old man's shoulder, shook, shook, and laughed.