This place is small, but it is a famous town in Shangzhou.To the south is the Qinling Mountains; the Qinling Mountains are many winding, but here they are gentle, gathering a lonely pinnacle.If this Shifeng is in the shape of a character, it is a "Shang" character, if it is in the shape of a human, it is a sitting man.But "the mountain is not high, there are immortals and spirits." In the Qin Dynasty, there were four magnificences in Shangshan: Dongyuangong, Mr. Jiaoli, Qiliji, and Xiahuanggong lived in seclusion here to avoid chaos. And the name stays in history. So, from place to person, this place is so small and remote that it is just right, who in Shangzhou doesn’t know?There is water in front of the town, but there are no dragons in the water, but there are giant salamanders, and the water is also "named". It actually turned this piece of land in Shaanxi on the west bank of the Yellow River into a show, and it just belonged to the Yangtze River Basin.

It is inevitable that the land is outstanding and the people are outstanding.Sixty-one-year-old Han Xuanzi is often excited about this.There is a copy of "Shangzhou Local Chronicles" in his home, and he wears a broken-leg mirror to read it carefully in his spare time; when he is full of economics, he knows the allusions of previous dynasties and the anecdotes of official history and unofficial history. There is nothing in the eight sceneries that is not clear.One of the eight scenic spots in the town is "Winter Morning Fog Covering the Town", so when it comes to winter, there are a lot of people who get up early.But most of the early risers are farmers, who get up early to pick up dung, and the fog is a hindrance to them; To look at the fog, who can see happiness after looking at the fog?It's just him Han Xuanzi!

He was a graduate of the National County High School in the Republic of China.What was the county like at that time?He only said that there were only eleven people in a class, and they read the "Four Books" and recited the "Five Classics".He is very confident in this point: the current students can write couplets.But not as neat as his confrontation; current students can write articles, but he can write well.He has taught for thirty-four years in his life, and he retired three years ago. Although it is not a return to his hometown, he is still full of complacency.Because his students are "full of peaches and plums".Some are the secretary of the county party committee, and some are the minister of the prefectural party committee; the most respectable one is his eldest son.The man named Da Bei was actually the first college student in the town, and now he is also a reporter, and he is considered a great figure in the provincial capital! Now in the village, the younger generation still calls him teacher, and the older generation still calls him "Teacher". Mr. He, he was appointed by the commune as the head of the cultural station. He participated in some activities of the commune.In his house, there are four halls and three mansions.The wall is built with bricks to the top, and five animals and six animals are carved on the ridge, which is as strong as a temple.The youngest son, Erbei, is married; the eldest daughter, Ye Zi, is also married; he sits in the courtyard eating tea, reading newspapers, planting flowers and grass, quite contented.He doesn't say anything, he is superstitious in his heart, and thinks he is right.

The location of the house is good: I live in a high place in the east of the town, the door is facing the middle of Shangzi Mountain, and the house is close to the left side of Qin Shi Sihao's tomb. Now, it is another winter, the Shangzi mountain is not old, and the river in front of the town is not dry, but the society has changed, and the production form has changed from collectivization to individual responsibility contracting.He has cheered this kind of reform, but also worried about this kind of reform, and suffered from several serious illnesses because of this. But he recovered every time. After he recovered, he was still able to walk and move. He had a good appetite and could eat a bowl of steamed mutton. He still got up early every day to watch the morning fog come to cover the town.As the sunrise dissipated, I slowly wondered about the unpredictable natural changes in the world.

This morning, the door only opened a crack, and the fog rushed in. It was like a group of lambs gurgling, and it was like a group of chubby urchins. He couldn't stop it. I can't catch it, and when I feel my nose is choking, I open my mouth, and when I open my mouth, I want to sneeze. The sudden closing and opening of the airway for breathing is extremely loud.But there was no reaction in the yard. The door of the Dongxia room was closed. It was the bedroom of the newly married Erbei. They didn’t sleep on the kang, they were already civilized. The varnished bed with the headboard creaked. After a few clicks, silence returned.Under the wall of the west courtyard is a chicken shed made of bamboo. A rooster with a drooping red crown is leading twenty-three docile hens, all resting on the slanted pole. The dawn fog is hazy, their eyes are hazy, But they don't move at all, and they keep their balance on the high branches after sleeping, which is their clever ability.Only the corn stalks under the grape arbor beside the gatehouse were blown by the wind all night, the leaves scattered and gathered, and were wilted by the frost, lying still softly.The good-natured cat stepped on it quietly, then jumped onto the flower bed made of bricks, and scratched the frost with its paws.The frost is as thick as a copper coin.

He made tea, and it was so strong.This Shangnan tea, which is 130 miles away, must be something from those self-employed stalls. It was overcooked and rustic; after Er Bei bought it for him, he never drank it for the first time; After splashing it in the courtyard, I poured the water for the second time, and while blowing on the layer of white air on the surface of the tea, I served it, and squatted in front of the screen wall outside the door to taste it slowly. Thirty-four years of teaching career have made him develop a habit of drinking tea. Even if he is a villager, he still drinks a thermos of water every morning. Most of the talents in the village rose up.

Fog is like smoke and dust as mentioned in ancient books.Shangzi Mountain has entered the far sky, so empty that it is just a reflection in the water, a static floating parabola, a space between existence and non-existence.Down the slope not far away, the town can only be seen as an outline, with occasional lights, which are also dotted with orange.In the Sihao cemetery on the right side outside the courtyard, there are fifteen towering ancient cypresses, which seem to be broken in the fog, but they are more and more towering.But the clump of compassionate bamboo in front of the screen wall has clear branches and leaves, he planted it himself, and he is the only bamboo in the whole town.Here he drinks tea on summer mornings,

Before the waning moon receded, the bamboo shadows were reflected on the screen wall, mottled and mottled, and the contention of crickets seemed to be reflected on the screen wall. He always remembered a couplet: Live without meat, Always have bamboo at home. Of course, all of this is "all in the past"! Because since last spring, many people and things in the village and commune have made him unsatisfactory, and his mood is very restless; after autumn, there are more wind and rain than in any other year. , The screen wall was completely peeled off, and a corner collapsed, and the bamboo shadow climbed up, and there was no such pleasant scenery anymore.

In this area, people pay great attention to the screen wall, which is the clothes of the house and the face of the owner. According to Han Xuanzi, if the screen wall is in a county, it is the window of a department store; if it is in a province, it is a station for transportation; If it were in our country, it would be the Tiananmen Rostrum.Therefore, he told Erbei many times to find time to mend it.Er Bei became more and more disobedient, always procrastinating from today until tomorrow, and tomorrow until the day after tomorrow. It is already the twelfth lunar month, and it has not been repaired! He sent three letters to Da Bei, asking him to come back and rectify the family.Da Bei always wrote letters saying that she was busy with work and couldn't get away; she also said that this family can only be united and cannot be divided.But what kind of unity?Who doesn't take him seriously when Han Xuanzi is outside?Erbei is so awkward, what kind of impact will it have on the outside world?In a fit of anger, he decided to separate Er Bei and his wife, let them eat and drink alone, and live in the Dongsha house.

"I'm so ashamed! He once slapped himself in front of the second wife and his wife, "I've lived so long, no one has dared to turn over the tip of my hand! It's a good family, and you all broke up!" When he got angry, his hands trembled, and the paper media who took the hookah couldn't press the whistle, so he lost the paper media and cursed.If you want to destroy this house, let’s destroy it all. I’m over 60 years old. If a broken lamp in the wind is suddenly extinguished, let’s see how you will survive in the future! At the end, I ridiculed my wife again: "Look, if you die before me, you will be considered a blessing, if you die after me, you will suffer. Now everyone is in charge of their own affairs, and our second son has also implemented a responsibility system for us. Once I die, The state will pay 800 yuan, and you may not even be able to get a seat!"

The wife is honest, and plays the role of peacemaker at home, sometimes facing him, sometimes facing the younger son, often crying in the house with anger. Of course Erbei didn't dare to speak.Beating him and scolding him, he could only stay in his little room wiping his tears because of grievances, after wiping, he would call daddy shamelessly and laugh at daddy, he is a dog that cannot be beaten away.But the daughter-in-law Baiyin can't do it anymore. If she scolds her, she will deliberately ask her mother-in-law: "Mother, Er Bei, did you hug someone else?" "Hold it?" The mother-in-law couldn't explain, "I have one nipple hanging down, big baby and second baby, who should I hug?" "Then why does my father give birth to him like this?!" The mother-in-law stared with anger, and told Han Xuanzi on the pillow at night. Han Xuanzi got out of bed and called Er Bei to question: "If you were born, how can you be born? In this county, who doesn't know Sihao's tomb? And who doesn't know that Han Xuanzi next to Sihao's tomb gave up his job to his son? Son, will my son repay me like this?" As he spoke, he was so angry that he slapped him twice.Erbei went to hammer Baiyin again, and dragged him to answer his parents. When mentioning the matter of giving up his job, Han Xuanzi looked very sad.After graduating from high school, Erbei failed the college entrance examination several times, so he has been at home all the time.According to national regulations, when employees retire, their children can replace them.Three years ago, when he was fifty-eight years old, before he reached the age, he entrusted an acquaintance to open the medical records in the hospital, and let Erbei "take over his father's job" in advance, and teach in the school of the commune. "Ha, I'm also living in seclusion at the foot of Shangzi Mountain now!" He returned to the village and said so to everyone he saw. So, someone called him the fifth hao of Shangzi Mountain. Er Bei got a job, and the marriage naturally thawed.Young people are good at fantasizing, knowing that it is impossible to enter the provincial capital, but finding a woman who brings her own meal ticket is not a fantasy.But Han Xuanzi disagreed: planting grain to prevent hunger, raising children to guard against old age, Dabei has already gone far away, if Erbei finds another daughter-in-law who has a job, the man will naturally go with the daughter, then who will take care of the elderly in the future?After all, Erbei is a dutiful son, after half a year of trouble, he accepted his father and "quickly settled" with Baiyin, who was at the county gate thirty miles away.I didn't think about it, the rope was broken at a thin point, and I was worried that my daughter-in-law would not take care of the elderly, but this Baiyin's family is in Chengguan, where I see many people, have a lot of experience, don't work hard in the field, have no interest in household chores, chat at night and don't go to bed early , Snooze in the morning and don't get up early, when I wake up, I can't dress clearly with my head and feet.I even bought a pair of plastic slippers, and walked around in and out of the markets on the third, sixth, and ninth days. This made Han Xuanzi simply unbearable! When he had unsatisfactory things in the village every day, he only said that coming back to this home made him feel calmer, but what Baiyin did made him lose confidence in this home.He then read a brief biography of a literati in "Shangzhou Local Chronicles", which said: "If you are a man and a writer, a husband and a wife, you will lose your desire for power, abandon the pomp and return to the sounds of nature, and you will be happy and peaceful. Self-reliance." The words are harsh, and it seems that they were written for his rebellion.He sighed more than once: The Qing Dynasty—he was taboo to talk about this family, but he remembered the words of Emperor Tongzhi—is it coming to an end? He didn't bother to stay in the yard to grow flowers and plants.I looked up and saw Shangzi Mountain, and became addicted to drinking. I would find those cadres in the commune compound and drink for a long time; sometimes I would find them at home to drink. The more alcoholism, the more village affairs and family affairs are missed; the more mistakes are made, the more dissatisfied Erbei and Baiyin are.This vicious circle of irritability gradually caused Han Xuanzi to lose his temperament of an old literati, his family became more and more discordant, and his temper became more and more bad-tempered.Throughout the whole winter, the wonders of Wugai Town appeared many times, but he never enjoyed the leisure of this world again.When I got up in the morning, I just stood under the ancient cypress in Sihao's cemetery, lost in thought for a long time, and didn't come back until the sky was bright.This morning, when he had finished staying under the ancient cypress and returned to the yard, his wife had already got up, her hair was not combed, and she was sweeping the yard with a broom.From the steps of the main room to the gate of the courtyard, there is a stone road with flowing water patterns. She tried her best to clean the dirt on the patterns, but she couldn't clean it.Sweeping to the door of the East Building, shaking the iron ring on the single door, and calling in a low voice: "Baiyin, Baiyin, don't get up yet! Your father has already finished his tea and went out for a walk!" First there was a rustling sound in the house, and then Baiyin called Erbei loudly, asked her about her socks, and then said: "It's the twelfth lunar month, why bother to wake up so early! My father is old, so of course he didn't fall asleep..." "Fart you!" My wife scolded, "Who doesn't know how comfortable it is to be in a hot bed? No wonder your father scolded you for not getting up in the middle of the morning. Do you still look like a daughter-in-law? Get up, let Er Bei get up too, Let's go to Baigou together, your sister is making cabinets at home, and you brothers and sisters-in-law, you should also help out!" Han Xuanzi coughed loudly, wishing to spit out all his internal organs; what he spit out was a mouthful of phlegm, and said: "You are so cheap! What kind of yard are you sweeping? Haven't you cleaned enough for your whole life? What do you ask him to do? If he is blessed, let him sleep to death. What does Ye Zi get married to his elder brother and sister-in-law?!" The wife raised the broom, stopped the old man, and said: "Why do you talk so much! Baiyin, if you don't get up again, I'll smash the door! Who in the village didn't get up? It always depends on Wang Cai eating and drinking, and Wang Cai carrying a few loads of wheat noodles before returning. I stayed up all night! Which of you can suffer?!" Han Xuanzi had already reprimanded his wife for talking too much in the main room, and was about to drink tea, but there was no water in the thermos.Then he yelled at the little girl who was combing her hair to boil water, but the little girl pouted and refused to go, so he opened the cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, put it in his pocket, and went out. "Where are you going?" My wife blocked the door. "I'm going to the commune compound." Han Xuanzi said. "Going to drink again?" My wife snatched the bottle and said, "What kind of wine do you drink early in the morning? Drinking all day long, the money you earn is not enough for drinking! He is a king, but he doesn't know people from the commune. Everything is released in the year. Let’s say that the whole family earns money, those who can’t get up can’t get up, and those who drink go to drink, do you still want this family?” Han Xuanzi said: "What do you want from me? You drink only when I feel happy! Why do I drink? Why do I get drunk when I drink? You compare me to Wang Cai. What is Wang Cai? In the whole commune, who thinks highly of him! Son, My daughter-in-law said the same, and you said the same, I am the only one in the family? Huh, I have crossed more bridges than you have traveled. What kind of world affairs do I not understand? When I retired to replace you, you persuaded me to wait a few years to come back. Retire, what's the matter, are you still going to replace him now? Don't look at how much money he has made, just look at it, he won't last long! I'm not the Communist Party, but I've already done a lot about the Communist Party, right? It will make him a great man; even if he becomes a rich peasant, a landlord, and a wealthy family, I don’t think he’s worth it! People, big and small, talk about king’s talent at home all day, and get angry with me, so bet. If the family loses or breaks through gambling, let Wang Cai and the others poke their lips and make fun of it!" Seeing that the old man was angry, the wife didn't dare to speak anymore.Bai Yin also hurriedly opened the door and came out. This is a plump woman, newly married half a year ago, her hair has quickly turned black, her shoulders The shoulders are thickened, and the chest is raised high.It is the curly hair that distinguishes her from the girls and daughters-in-law in this town.It was ironed in the provincial capital when they got married, and it has provoked a lot of criticism.Although she washed her hair once every five days, and straightened her curly hair with her hands when she had nothing to do, it still showed layers of ripples.She smiled at her mother-in-law, and grabbed the broom to sweep it. Her mother-in-law was getting angry and said: "Who cares about you sweeping! What does it look like with disheveled hair? Now look at how good the soup hair is, you can't even comb it. It looks like a chicken coop. I'm afraid you want to eat eggs. You can find one when you touch it." !" After being ridiculed by her mother, Baiyin went back to the small room, asked Erbei, who had just woken up, to empty the urinal, combed her hair in front of the mirror, then washed her face, put on oil, and took a porcelain jar and stood on the doorstep to brush her teeth. Her skin was very dark, so she made her teeth white, and she still couldn't brush her teeth overnight; it was naturally very cold in the twelfth lunar month, and she still wore those slippers when she brushed her teeth.Han Xuanzi opened the window of the main room, and closed it again with a "huh". He felt that it was annoying. The mother-in-law stood at the door of the main room and shouted: "Baiyin, did you eat feces in your mouth? So you can't clean it? When is it? If you don't pack up, go to Baigou!"