Chapter 24 first quarter

Murong Biexin from Beijing sneezed loudly, and continued to fill out the student registration form, filling in the family status, and skillfully wrote: worker. His father said: "Don't worry, our family has 80 generations of poor peasants, and the next 80 generations are still proletarians. It has nothing to do with the Dite anti-bad right warlords. No matter how we move, we can't move." Xia Mingruo put down his pen to observe his father: "Dad, why do you have a bad face?" Papa Xia touched his face and sighed. "What's wrong?" Xia's father said: "Oh, worry..."

Xia Mingruo froze on the chair for a long time, with tears rolling in his eyes, he asked tremblingly, "...Mom finally doesn't want you?" His father asked sadly: "If I divorce your mother, who will you marry?" "You don't need to ask, mother! My mother is such a heroine, if I dare to say no, you won't see your son tomorrow." "Hey, my son can't be relied on, what can I do when I'm old... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Father Xia slapped the table, "Who said your mother doesn't want me?!" "Then who doesn't want you?"

Xia's father covered his face and said angrily, "Mom, it's Wang Guodong!" "What?" This time it was Xia Mingruo's turn to slap the table, "Wang Guodong actually entangled you? What's wrong with this? A few years ago, I heard that he had a work-related injury and was hit on the head by a shot put. The hospital said it was fine. Is there a problem!" Xia's father lit a cigarette, smoked, blew out smoke rings, looked into the distance quietly and said, "I shouldn't have introduced someone to that guy, let alone introduced Zhang Daxiu, who wrote poetry in the alley next door, and the worst thing was After the two of them blew it, I went to comfort him in time and scolded Zhang Daxiu. Now that guy has learned to write poetry, and he regards me as his emotional sustenance. The song "To the Tutor Xia Xiubai" made the whole factory I will recite: the moon/he/why is the moon/because/in the night/he has light. It shines/on/in/in my heart/how/how melancholy/shine..."

Xia Mingruo slid down from the chair and moved towards the door, Father Xia grabbed his collar: "Don't even try to recite it to Haiyang." Xia Mingruo twitched, even laughing. Father Xia grabbed him and asked, "Son, what should we do? Give me an idea!" ………… As mentioned earlier, Dad Xia is a handsome liar with a cunning personality. Every year, he would bring down a group of young people who have just entered the factory. The real name of this liar is Xia Xiubai. Is this name normal?unusual! It is revisionism again, and it is a white road. It is simply ignoring the good situation of the revolution, which is a heinous crime!

So Xia Xiubai was scolded by the whole street, escorted by the aunt of the residents' committee to the police station to change his name, where he ran into Wang Guodong, a junior high school student who was handcuffed to a stool leg "Frontline" two factions fight, beat people with bricks). The auntie, the director of the neighborhood committee, danced and sang: "I am a hero, I am a hero, I am a reactionary, I am a bastard! If you are a revolution, you stand up, if you are not a revolution, you get out! Xia Xiubai, are you a revolution or not?!" Xia Xiubai had a fierce fight with her at first, but he couldn't fight, and then he cramped: I am a revolution!I am revolution!Immediately changed the name to "Xia Dongbiao", meaning Long live Chairman Mao!Long live Vice Chairman Lin!Xia Dongbiao went home after tossing, and by the way, he also bailed out Wang Guodong who lived in a compound.

A few years later, when Lin Biao crashed, Xia Dongbiao hurriedly changed his name to "Xia Dongen", that is, he loved Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou.After the "Cultural Revolution" ended, he changed his name back, so Xia Xiubai was still called Xia Xiubai. You can't accuse him of being so duplicitous, and he will cry for you. With tears in his eyes, he threw himself on the table and wailed, "Yeah! My old man studied under Shen Xiqing. He took the stage at the age of nine and acted for Mr. Mei at the age of eighteen. He is known as the "Kirin Boy" in Kunqiang. Which theater troupe, which famous actor doesn’t call him Master? Before he died, you said he was a big poisonous weed of gangsters, and after he died, you said he was a people’s artist. Is there anyone who is so cruel?”

At this time, Xia Mingruo will definitely help him with the play, the father and son are babbling, that is wonderful. As for Wang Guodong, he is twenty-eight years old this year, rather burly, and he is a policeman. He is newly released as one of the top ten young poets in the district. His masterpiece "Let My Love Poems Fill Your Grave" contains a famous line: "I'll burn / ah / burn! / I'll crash / ah / madness! / my struggling ice's swaying light and dark soul / with rust / and / melancholy / pale / blood-stained / speckled / Come / to your grave..." It was because of this poem that Zhang Daxiu blew it to him.

One thing descends one thing, just like Lao Huang descends on rats, Xia Xiu Bai descends on Wang Guodong.Not only did Wang Guodong publicly declare that Xia Xiubai was his spiritual mentor, but he also vaguely expressed his willingness to spend the rest of his life with him.Mr. Xia can't avoid it, and when he thinks of the future where love poems will be buried in his grave, his face turns a little green. That evening Wang Guodong got off work, took a shower, and went to Xia's house again. It just so happened that there was a basketball match between the history department and the mathematics department of the university, and Mr. Xia was dragged by his son to watch the game. Xia's mother worked the night shift, leaving only Lao Huang to watch the door.

Old Huang stood in the corner, looked at Wang Guodong awe-inspiringly, and continued to squat to guard the mouse. Wang Guodong was quite happy: "Huang, you're back? Come to our house for a few days if you have time. Recently, we also have rats in our house. Our rats are big and delicious, rich in vitamins and minerals." Lao Huang lowered his head in thought, and then walked behind his ass. As a result, Wang Guodong didn't go home, so he piled Lao Huang on the bicycle faucet, and went straight to the school to watch the game, muttering Lao Huang, bosom friend, and the sound of spring thunder, the dawn of poetry has come and so on.

………… But he took Lao Huang away and never brought it back. Ten days later, a big cat with tabby stripes was wandering on the streets of Shenyang. According to the nameplate on the cat’s neck (which read “I am Zhao Zilong in Changshan Hutong”), a kind person sent the cat to Beijing all the way. Two evening newspapers tracked and reported, Vigorously propagandized that one's heart should be focused on one place, and one's energy should be directed to one place. If one party is in trouble, all parties will support it. The socialist family is full of love. But the problem is that the Xia family never remembered that the cat was lost.

While it was getting cold, the enthusiastic and righteous female intern reporters rushed in, and the young and old men who filled the compound rushed home clutching their chests to put on their clothes.Three minutes later, Xia's father and son came out in white clothes Shengxue, wanting to look good, wanting to have a figure, singing three sighs: thank the motherland, thank the party, thank the society, thank you - good-hearted people! The elementary school student named Sending the Cat, who actually took the opportunity to travel to Beijing, said the long-practiced "You're welcome! Uncle Lei Feng taught me to do this! My name is Red Scarf", and left contentedly.Only then did the two turn around to teach Lao Huang a lesson, only to find that he had gained weight after going through such hardships and obstacles. It was indeed a cat Gu, a demon cat. Witnessing this situation, Wang Guodong became poetic again. That night, he kept pestering Xia Xiubai, insisting on telling him about his poems. Xia Xiubai roared angrily, "Guodong, what are you going to do? Do you want me to die?" Xia Mingruo went to Chu Haiyang's house to visit with the cat in his arms. Chu Haiyang was sitting in the tent sorting out the materials excavated from the ancient tomb in Luoyang. Xia Mingruo threw Lao Huang away and burrowed into the mosquito net: "They are all going to be sent to Captain Zhou?" "Well," Chu Haiyang lowered his head, "The excavation report was written by the Henan side, and the old man checked it out in the end." Xia Mingruo chatted with him casually, and asked, "I haven't heard from the old man for several days, where did he go?" Chu Haiyang said: "In the Institute of History, every day, we fight with the Confucianists." The battle is the identity of the owner of the tomb. Because the epitaph was accidentally destroyed by a tomb robber and shamelessly concealed, the identity of the owner of the tomb became the center of controversy.The old man had to face challenges from the prince faction, the prince faction, the son-in-law faction, and the royalist faction (who believed that the one buried in the tomb was Emperor Yang of Sui) at the same time. The old man disagrees with all these views, but his own views are so vague. At present, he only thinks that, first, he is a general, and second, he has a special status.This person was dressed exquisitely and was buried in a grand manner. On both sides of the coffin were Qianqiu Longsui and terracotta generals, and a sarcophagus was used. Due to the tradition of "unforgivable ceremonies are not remembered", there is no record in the Sui and Tang dynasties that officials of any rank can use stone burial utensils. According to the analysis of historical data, the sarcophagus coffins of the two dynasties were only used for royal family members and officials. Distinguished servant.The old man is inclined to Xun Chen, and it is because the murals in the tomb also have halberds. A few years ago, Shaanxi excavated the tomb of Ashinazhong, the hero of the Tang Dynasty, the great general of Zhenguo, and Xue Guogong. There were also twelve halberds in the tomb. There are eighteen halberds in this tomb, which shows that this person What a feat.But this person is still a criminal, after all, using a cat ghost to press a grave is an extremely vicious spell... All sorts of speculations have troubled everyone, but the attitude of the builder of this tomb has been lost in the fog of history. Maybe it will really be cleared up when Uncle Yuwen finds out and digs out the epitaph. Several months passed amidst the debate, but in late autumn there was worrying news: Xia Mingruo's teacher had disappeared. Xia Mingruo's teacher's surname is Qian, his name is Qian Khan, and he is also a student of old man Li, so strictly according to seniority, Xia Mingruo is actually the old man's disciple and grandson, and Chu Haiyang's nephew. This Mr. Qian Khan is not a pure-bred Han. He has a beard and is very tall. His personality also has the characteristics of the northern frontier people. He is brave and sturdy, and sometimes he ignores the rules (or else he hit it off with Xia Mingruo) ). He joined a scientific expedition team to the ancient Silk Road. He set off at the end of October and inspected Wuwei, Zhangye, Jiuquan, and Dunhuang all the way. When he arrived at Yumenguan, he and several colleagues from the Academy of Sciences said that they wanted to look around. After returning within a day, he did not bring any provisions.As a result, we have lost contact since then, and it has been three days since today. Gansu sent a special search team to search around, but after the news reached Beijing, no one could sit still.Chu Haiyang and Xia Mingruo offered to go, so after approval and hasty preparations, the search team from Beijing and a group of ten people also boarded the plane to Lanzhou. Let's talk about the Western Regions first. Everyone has a Western Region in their hearts. "Da Tang Western Regions" said that the other side: the sand is flowing, gathering and dispersing with the wind, people go without trace, so many get lost.The four are far and wide, and it is impossible to know what they are referring to. Those who have come and gone in the past need to be remembered with remains.Lack of water plants, hot wind.When the wind blows, people and animals are stunned... "Fa Xian Zhuan" said that there are many evil ghosts and hot winds, and if they encounter them, they will all die, and there is no one at all.There are no birds above, no beasts below, looking all over the eye, if you want to save the place, you don't know what to plan.Only with the bones of the dead as the mark... Both Xuanzang and Faxian are monks, and they don't lie, which shows that the Western Regions are dangerous: barren land, snow-capped mountains and Gobi. But how magnificent and beautiful the Western Regions are. In the Western Regions, there are the bright moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains, the lonely smoke in the desert, the drinking horses crossing the river, and the Yumen Pass in the spring breeze; There are honeydew melons and sand dates; there are fine wines, beauties, celestial horses, and soldiers of our armed forces. Last year's war, Sang Qianyuan, This year's battle, Cong Hedao. Wash the soldiers and support the waves on the sea, and release the horses and grass in the snow in Tianshan Mountain. In the long march of thousands of miles, the three armies are exhausted. ………… It's like a series of dramas, in Kyushu and overseas, there must be someone singing "sandalwood lips and rouge", and someone singing "army and horses, dust and smoke faint". Xia Mingruo also went away full of desolation, and even felt like traveling thousands of miles to the funeral, not only for Teacher Qian Khan, but also for himself. The small military plane made in the Soviet Union bumped and tossed, encountered air currents and thunderstorms, Xia Mingruo wished he could spit out bile.Chu Haiyang tugged on the safety belt and swayed here and there. Xia Mingruo closed his eyes and murmured that he wanted to explain the funeral: "...I will be buried with my father. I have Wang Guodong to help us look at the grave and ask him not to put a knife on our grave. thing……" Chu Haiyang was trying his best to hold back his vomiting, when Xia Mingruo called him, "Hey, Haiyang." "What? If you fart, let it go!" Xia Mingruo said: "Old Qian has no hope, right?" "Don't talk nonsense!" Chu Haiyang said, "There are so many people looking for it, so don't fucking talk to me!" "Stop coaxing me," Xia Mingruo said with a pale face, "today is the fourth day. Lao Qian always used me as an analogy in class, saying that I can only live for one day in the desert without water. Miss Xia Mingruo, who claims to be immortal You can only live for one day, let alone old money?" He sighed: "What should I do?" "Don't talk to me..." Chu Haiyang picked up the big bucket and finally vomited like a jet. Xia Mingruo said, "When you vomit like this, I'm going to vomit again!" As soon as he stood up covering his mouth, he heard commotion in the cab. After a while, an air force soldier lifted the curtain and said, "Whose cat? Ah?" Xia Mingruo immediately got under the seat, Chu Haiyang wiped his mouth after vomiting, and buried himself in the map. "Whose one?" The little soldier's voice was quite loud, and he held Lao Huang and waited for a while, "No one recognizes it? No one recognizes me. I'm tied up! I'm really tied up!" Down there was still silence. "Hey! That's weird! Did it come out of nowhere?" said the little soldier, "Then I'm chained to the toilet!" Xia Mingruo scolded in a low voice: "Worthless!" The little soldier said: "I don't know who is so wicked to let a cat out. You can't catch it. Look at my face being scratched! Let me emphasize again! Comrades intellectuals, this is an airplane, not a tractor. Discipline! Pay attention to discipline!" Xia Mingruo waited for him to return to the driver's cab, sneaked into the toilet to rescue Lao Huang, and praised: "Good scratching, chaste enough. This is the kind of person who scratches. Those who use their hands and feet, take us for nothing." Old Huang was so sluggish, he fell asleep in a nest in his backpack, Xia Mingruo was still in the mood to make trouble with him at first, but the more he went on, the more silent he became, and when he got off the plane in Lanzhou, he was tearful. As a result, people said: I found it, oh yeah!In Dunhuang. When asked how they found it, people said that the staff of the Dunhuang Institute of Cultural Relics went to the Mogao Grottoes to copy the murals in the morning, and found the missing person lying in Cave 275 wrapped in a military coat in the Sixteen Kingdoms period. How did you go back to Dunhuang? He replied: When a few people were wandering, they met a truck convoy of the Construction Corps, and as soon as their brains got hot, they ran away.