Chapter 5 chapter Five

It was nothing more than spring plowing, and the five junior societies including Shitun and Wei Po merged into one senior society, and they never got on the tractor again. After the establishment of the high-level club, it was no longer called to grow rapeseed, peanuts, and sesame, but to grow grain.People in Shitun went home to take a rest except for the whole morning. When they heard who rang the bell, people thought, the high-end club is really high-end, and they don’t even call you to rest during the rest.Just about to stay for a while, I heard the sound of gongs and drums.A minute later, someone shouted.I couldn't hear what I was shouting, I just felt that the shouting was scary.

People ran out of the cave and saw the sky overcast in the courtyard of the courtyard, which was three feet deep from the ground.The bright sunlight just now was covered, and there was a smell of grass in the air.When they ran up the steps of the kiln yard, they heard rustling noises. They ran outside, all dumbfounded.I have never seen so many locusts, rolling over from the sky like flying sand and rocks.The densely packed worms wove a huge darkness, covering the top of Shitun. Everyone ran into the field with brooms, wicker handles, and tung tree handles.They all want to run past the locusts.Still haven't run, just heard the "rustling" sound above the head, the cloudy day passed, the sun came out, and the locusts had all fallen in the wheat field.The roaring of people and the screaming of dogs can't cover the sound of "rustling".Countless locusts gnawed on the fresh and pulpy ears of wheat, "rustling", which made people's hair stand on end.

When people arrived, the wheat field was already short.People started shouting, throwing and hitting.Hundreds of dogs in the whole village were motionless, watching people with their limbs and eyes messed up. They had never seen people dance in such a confused and sad way. The cows and mules on the edge of the pond also stopped to drink water and graze, and looked at the bald fields, adults and children, men and women with flying hair, messy clothes, waving branches and brooms, they did not expect people And howl so miserably. The ground gnawed bare by insect mouths was covered with a layer of insect corpses.Locusts are big and fat, with bloated bellies.The old people said to themselves over and over again: the insect plague in the 21st year of the Republic of China was great, but there were no such insects.The young people had never seen such a battle, the locusts hit their faces and their heads hurt.Someone said: "Grandma, these are American locusts, released by imperialism."

Later, when people in Shitun talked about it, they said that the American locusts were so vicious that year, with a mouth that could bite a child's little finger.Later, people also remembered the taste of that insect plague, and said to posterity: American locusts are delicious and fat. People were dumbfounded at the moment, looking at the corpses of insects shot to death.There was a gust of wind, and the broken insect wings were lifted up, and the insect wings that filled the sky were flying in colorful colors in the sunlight. When people came over in a daze, thousands of chickens in Shitun rushed into the ground, with their wings spread, and rushed over lowly, scraping the ground.People think, will this be in?The wheat goes into the worm's belly, and the worm goes into the chicken's belly, but nothing is left behind.They grabbed the guy who had just shot the insects, swept them vertically, and the chickens screamed "cuckling" and flew to the persimmon trees and jujube trees, and a piece of elm forest was covered with chickens in the blink of an eye.

Men, women and children packed up the locusts in dustpans, straw hats, and baskets, and took them home.At dusk, there was a strong aroma in the yard of every family, and the locusts were roasting and eating.Putao heard from Erda University how to bake it to taste.She dumped a hood of locusts into the basket, and first picked off the broken wings and broken claws, and did not take these out of the basket.When they see fire, they burn first, and there will be smoke when eating.The grapes were being collected, the flower dog barked twice, and ran to the door to wag its tail.Putao asked, "Xiumei?"

Li Xiumei leaned in from the half-closed door and asked, "I've never made this bug, can you do it?" Grape called her in.Li Xiumei carried a bunch of locusts in a rotten newspaper and walked down the steps.A rotten turban on her head covered her forehead, and if she didn't look carefully, she would think she was a woman.Putao knew that her family had many children and they were all young, and her husband was missing half of his leg, so he couldn't do much, and he couldn't even cook enough.Every time Putao and his daughters-in-law went together to steal charcoal from a small train station ten miles away, Li Xiumei couldn't get away.

Li Xiumei imitated Grape to clean up the locusts. Grape told her to pour it into an iron pot, and she baked it together.Grape heated the pot evenly with a charcoal fire, then spread some large grains of salt in it, spread the locusts on top of the salt, and then slowly turned the iron pot.When the fire was low, she took a blowstick and blew twice.Li Xiumei was fascinated by the side, and suddenly burst out laughing. "What?" Putao asked, without looking at her. "You can make shit for it!" Li Xiumei said. "Dog shit light salt and hot pepper will go well? It's big fried!" Putao said, three fingertips picked out some red hot pepper noodles, held it on the pot, turned the pot with the left hand, and twirled the fingertips of the right hand. , Sprinkle the spicy noodles into the fragrant locusts.She doesn't use a spatula to turn back and forth like other people's baked locusts. First, the offal in the belly of the locusts is not delicious when they are broken;It is baked finely and evenly in this way, crispy and charred when served, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.Li Xiumei watched Putao concentrate on it, a strand of saliva was pulled into a thread on her mouth, and it dried between the upper lip and the lower lip.She and the lame tiger often talked about grapes, saying that she didn't know anything, except that she could do homework, maybe her mind was a little wrong.

"Who taught you?" Li Xiumei asked. "My father." "You still call him Dad?" "What do you call him?" Putao said, standing up, shaking the pot lightly, and the big salt grains and locusts were shaken apart.Putao said: "You take more, there are six people in the family." Putao divided the fragrant locusts into large piles and small piles. Li Xiumei didn't give in either.When Putao is willing to give something to someone, she is the most generous person in the world. If anyone insists on asking her for something, she can be worse than the worst.

After a once-in-a-century insect disaster, half of the members of the Shitun Agricultural Cooperative left.The daughters-in-law left, telling people that they were returning to their natal homes, and the men left, saying that they had gone to the city to find work.Everyone knew that most of the people who left had fled famine.At first Shi Dongxi tried to persuade people to stay, but he couldn't persuade them, so he had to write a letter of introduction to them, fearing that the detention center would arrest them and send them back by force. On the third day of the pest plague, people from the city, prefectural district, and county all sent to condolences, and the People's Liberation Army sent two truckloads of people to help plant sweet potatoes.There was a young man in the condolence group, who called when he entered the village: "Wang Putao! Who is Wang Putao?!" Putao responded, and he waved his hand towards himself: "Come here!"

The villagers wondered, wondering why the leaders knew about Wang Putao? People immediately heard that the young man was the secretary of Secretary Ding of the special area. Wang Putao couldn't squeeze through, the secretary was anxious and raised his voice even louder: "Wang Putao, let me tell you..." "Say!" Wang Putao was also anxious. "I have something for you!" said the secretary. "What?" The secretary had no choice but to squeeze towards the grapes from the crowd, holding a white cloth bag with both hands: "It was brought to you by Secretary Ding of the district committee!..."

The people in Shitun were not crowded anymore, and they watched the white cloth bag with convex pouches pass from the secretary to Putao without moving. "Secretary Ding knows that there is a disaster here. This is some dried noodles and white rice he brought you from home." The secretary said. "Secretary Ding also said that the debts owed to you, I don't feel motivated to pay for it, so I can repay it." He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his head and neck. The Shitun people looked at Putao and thought, why is she acting like a normal person? The secretary still misses her from afar.She doesn't even know how to appreciate a kindness. Putao looked at the sack of food in his hand, weighed it again, raised his face and said to the secretary: "How many catties is it? Are you so tired?" The secretary said: "No! Secretary Ding said that I lack exercise." Putao said: "When Secretary Ding was the eighth child, he carried a hundred catties of white flour from my house and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads!" The crowded crowd received the black and green powder from the truck.The person who distributed the relief supplies said that this food looked scary, but it was actually not bad to eat, but it was nutritious. Noodles, steamed buns.The person who asked laughed, and said that if there is white flour, I will mix it here, how bad is it? Compared with this, Wang Putao's noodles and white rice are too craving.They looked at the secretary and told her that Secretary Ding was going to come to express his condolences in person, but he couldn't come due to an impromptu meeting. Putao said, "I'll talk to you later, I have to take my share." She squeezed under the truck and bumped into Wuhe.Wuhe only wore a pair of torn trousers, which had been filled with seaweed on both trouser legs, and the crotch hung on the back of his neck. Putao grabbed the truck with both hands to prevent Bangzi from being pushed away.She tugged at the back of Xie Zhizhi's clothes on the truck, and shouted, "Wang Putao's share!" Xie Zhizhi was counting the names of the recipients of the relief, gave the grape a tug, turned his head and said, "They said you don't want this thing anymore!" "Who said?!" "Secretary Ding of the district committee brought you silver noodles, Manzhou rice, and a big bag. What do you want?" someone in the crowd said. "Why do you care if I want it?" Putao turned around and shouted: "Thank you accountant, give me water!" Xie Philosopher smiled awkwardly: "I didn't know just now, I really thought you didn't want it." "Then who did you give my share to?" "Let Wuhe pour it away." Putao jumped up and ran away.She stepped out of the crowd and grabbed Wuhe.Wuheyi was sweating all over and naked, except for the ragged underpants that exposed his buttocks, which were so slippery that she couldn't pull them off, so she had to pull the belt on his ripped pants. "Put it down," she said. "Ouch! How dare you pull that? You tore off your pants!" "Just drop it, I haven't seen it? Put it down or not?!" Putao pulled his belt tighter and tighter. "Wang Putao, you have white rice and white flour, what do you want from it?" Wuhe still wanted to blame him, he only hoped that Putao's hand would be stronger, and a turnaround would come when he tore off his trouser belt. "Look, everyone, there are still women pulling men's belts!" Grape had already grabbed one leg of the trousers that hung around the back of his neck.She grabbed the trouser leg with both hands, and was about to kick it five times with one foot. "She has white noodles to eat, but she insists on this!" Wuhe and Putao circled around, inviting onlookers to comment: "What do you think she insists on doing?" Putao said: "I'll feed it to pigs! I'll fatten it up! I'll dump it into the pond and feed it to little turtles. Will you give it to me?!" Secretary Ding's secretary came running over and curled his lips in disgust when he saw the man and woman peasants making fun of each other.Putao won, snatched the pair of seaweed pants, poured out his own share, piled the two pockets together, carried them on one shoulder and walked home.The secretary called her from behind: "Comrade Wang Putao!" "Say!" Putao stood still, with two bags of food stacked on one shoulder. "Secretary Ding asked me to send you a message to sit at his house. Let's go back by car this afternoon, let's go together." "There are four pigs in the house, I should go hungry!" "Go for a day or two and ask someone to look after you for you." "The last time I went back to Los Angeles, they took care of me for a few days, and I lost a few catties of fat. A catty of fat is worth fifty cents." Putao weighed up two sacks of grain, tilted his waist a little, and leaned out with his left hand. On his left crotch, he walked like a trot.The secretary watched from behind, thinking, this woman is ga ga, she can do a job better than a man.Look at that little waist, flickering and twisting, it has become a Yangko. The lame tiger's real name is Chen Jinyu, and no one can remember his real name, so they call him "Tiger". "Tiger, do you sell a broom?" Everyone thinks that he is honest and easy to get along with, which doesn't match his reputation as a "tiger".Some people say that when the tiger is carrying water, he stares at the bottom of the well in a daze. Don't try to fill up the last well in the village. This is the second month of the distribution of seaweed. Every family has eaten up all the seaweed. When they walk through the cornfields, they can't help but look around and slow down.The sorghum is not yet ripe, and it has been half-cooked.During the meeting, Shi Dongxi said that those who caught stealing sorghum should be dealt with as class enemies.Everyone is not very clear about how to deal with class enemies, so it is better to steal the sorghum. The tiger went to pick up dung that day, but it was not yet full light, and the morning star was still hanging there like a lamp.He had just walked to the edge of the sorghum field when he heard the wind blowing from the oily green leaves of the sorghum.Looking again, the grapes popped out, with their chests and stomachs puffed out, and their waists stiff, and it was obvious at a glance that they were covered with sorghum that had been filled with pulp. When she saw a tiger, she said hello: "Does the tiger pick up dung?" "Hmm. You pick up dung too?" "What kind of dung should I pick up?" She smiled and said in a low voice, "To the north, there are a lot of sorghum in the north, and not many people have plowed through it." She watched the tiger limping into the sorghum field, worried, followed up and whispered: "A few tassels less, or you will run into people, and your legs will not run fast. No, I will give you a few tassels later, I have more petals, enough Your child ate it." The tiger waved his hand to tell her to go quickly, and limped into the depths of the sorghum by himself.With two ears under the petals, he felt his tongue stiffen, his cheeks sore unbearably, his mouth loosened, and a stream of clear sticky water rushed from his stomach to his throat, sprayed out of his mouth, and sprayed on the fat green sorghum leaves superior.The bowl of vegetable soup last night was too hungry, and I was already hungry like this.He tore off the skin of the sorghum three times and five times twice, tore off the juicy beard, and his teeth had already joined the bead-like fresh and tender sorghum. It turns out that raw sorghum is not bad to eat.He heard himself chewing like a horse and sipping like a pig.While eating, the saliva still couldn't be stopped, and the milky sorghum pulp came out from the corner of his mouth.The sorghum pulp is sweet and fishy, ​​really like the milk of something.He felt that the sorghum that fell into his stomach immediately nourished him like a layer of good fat, and he stretched out the leaves like the round sorghum in front of him, shaking his head.He gnawed down six stalks of sorghum in a row, only to feel that the hole in his body that had been empty for a long time was filled. The tiger shook his spirits and prepared to choose a few ears of sorghum for his four children.It's not easy to steal once, and it's really not worth getting caught if you steal the sorghum with missing teeth.His hands are very savvy, as soon as he grasps it, he can tell whether the ears have come out neatly or not, and how much of the pulp has been received. "Kappa", he has petaled the eighth one.It was agreed that it belonged to the sixth ear, and you still don’t want to leave after the eighth ear?! Thinking of this, he reached for the ninth ear with his hand.It was time to go, but his feet just couldn't move. Two spears appeared in front of and behind him, and at the same time they shouted: "Catch the thief! The thief who stole the corn from the agricultural cooperative is here!" The tiger quickly lay down on the ground, crawling forward with its belly sticking to the dew-soaked ground.He was in the People's Liberation Army, and retreating, concealing, and turning around are his best skills.He heard that the shout was the voice of a child, and he thought that the agricultural society had organized the Young Pioneers to guard the crops. He didn't say a word, and stuck to the ground tightly, with the wind on both sides of his head.That was the footsteps of the young pioneers rushing over and over.They kept shouting to each other, did you find it?... Didn't you find it?...Stay on both sides!...He can't escape! I saw it just now, why did it disappear in a blink of an eye?...Alas! There is a sorghum skin here!... Look at this guy who ate raw sorghum! ... This guy is so hungry!  … He climbed another section where the sorghum was denser.There were at least a dozen children, where were they all in ambush? Why did Wang Putao slip out of their encirclement? He felt his face tingle and itchy, and knew that Shushu Yezi had pulled out the hole.The children were still screaming, scurrying all over the field, and trampled a lot of sorghum.They credited him with the grapes they stole.Maybe there were thieves before the grapes, and they were all credited to his tiger's account.Tiger has been a dwarf since he first arrived in this village, and he has slowly moved up from being an enemy. It has been several years since he became a "semi-enemy". He finally earns eight points of work a day like a woman.Let the Young Pioneers catch him again, the crime will be increased, and the status will be reduced back to the enemy.Thinking about it this way, the tiger took out his housekeeping skills when he was in the People's Liberation Army, stood up sideways, bent one leg, led the way with one arm, and kicked the ground quickly with one leg.He ran so fast that the short leg didn't get in the way at all.After a few more steps, you can enter the graveyard.Where the trees are dense and the weeds grow tall, he will be able to successfully break through. At this moment, he heard a voice behind him say: "Look at this guy, he's lying on the ground and running!" Turning around, two young pioneers followed two steps away.They had been admiring his military moves, and quietly followed behind to watch him for a while.Just as he was about to stand up, one of the children rushed forward, fisting and slapping facelessly.Another shouted: "The thief is caught! Come here!" People who have been in the People's Liberation Army are not so easy to fight. As soon as he is beaten, he immediately fights back.He didn't want to hit in his heart, he wanted to hit with his fist, so his fist struck out by itself, and the young pioneer who was on top of him was blackened in the eye socket.When he heard the young pioneers crying childishly, he regretted it to death.Make up your mind to stand up and let them fight.After a while, seven or eight fists and seven or eight feet came up, so that he could see the sky for a while, and it was dark for a while.His temperament of being a People's Liberation Army was lost again, and he flipped left and right on the ground. Anyway, he fought like a child, but the fight was more troublesome, and many punches and kicks missed.When he was a corrupt criminal, he remembered a blood lesson: When you are beaten, you must pretend to be dead. If you don’t move, people love to touch things; , Those who were beaten to death were not obediently beaten.But at this time the tiger forgot this blood lesson, because he thought the children were exceptions.He moved endlessly on the ground, hugging his head and belly, kicking his legs and swinging his arms. Sometimes he curled up into a centipede, and sometimes he jumped like a dragon's carp. After all, he was a soldier and was good at self-defense. Also beautiful.Those kids were going crazy, and one of them just raised his red-tasseled gun and poked him.He saw that the tip of the red-tasseled gun was pointed at his chest with a cold light, and he blocked it with his cross arm, and the gun flew away.Two more guns came, and he was asked to hold them one by one with his left and right hands. He looked at the crazy little face above, suppressed his pride as a revolutionary soldier, and said, "Forgive me!" The children have made him tease his wildness, and they will not spare his life even if they want to spare his life.Picking up the spear, he poked wildly at his stumped leg. "Let you climb fast! You can climb to the street! When you are parading through the street, you can crawl well for everyone to see!..." the young pioneers said. The children took great pains to tie the tiger up.They said that he embezzled state money back then, but now he embezzles corn from the agricultural cooperatives, and he will be interrogated and fined after he wanders the streets. After hearing the fine, the tiger sweated and cried, and told their little ancestor Xiaoda, his house only had three cave dwellings and two beds of broken wadding, and he didn't have any money.The Young Pioneers said that his cave dwelling and wadding would be confiscated.He said that he only stole nine sorghum sticks in total. They said he wanted to pretend to be a fool, and they counted the raw sticks they ate, at least thirty! The tiger cried out: the other twenty-four were eaten by others! Who ate them? Wang Putao ate them! Steal, why do you only arrest me?! Wang Putao has to be arrested too! Anyone else, recruit them! too much!…… The tiger recruited more than a dozen people in one go.In fact, he only acted as an eyewitness once, that is, he saw the grapes being stolen, and he bit the others indiscriminately.He knew that no one could be wronged by biting blindly, even if he drove the whole village to parade, he couldn't bring in a few innocent people.After the pest plague, everyone survived the famine by eating seaweed. Their faces became green, their eyes turned green, their intestines, stomachs, urine and farts were all green. As soon as the sorghum grows, someone steals it. It all depends on stealing the sorghum. Hitting Sophora elm money, people's faces turned green.He didn't have any bad intentions in biting out this group of people, but he just wanted to be with them, so that he wouldn't be alone in the street, and the fine would make someone feel sorry for him.He regretted biting out the grape.She's a widow, she doesn't even have a man to help her, it's not normal to take it secretly, she even asked him to bite her out, and tied her up with him.Putao also said that he would give some ears of sorghum to his child, how will he see her after that? The children were very happy, and led the tiger to the street.The tiger is actually not walking, but jumping. The broken leg is so badly beaten that it can't touch the ground. It can only touch the ground with its toes, and the good leg jumps forward.The children held him just like he was a Kuomintang prisoner in the People's Liberation Army, and they shouted, "I caught him alive!" They were followed by a large group of children, and slowly, the adults followed up to watch the fun, holding big rice bowls in their hands, and there were young sorghum grains in the vegetable soup.Every family is eating breakfast, and everyone knows what is in other people's bowls. The young pioneers said: "Whoever calls the tiger's daughter-in-law to the street and asks her to bring her children with her will call it a meeting! A tiger parading through the streets must be watched by his wife. It doesn't matter to anyone who sees a tiger parading through the streets. I'm afraid his wife will see it!" The tiger thought to himself, what's wrong with this bastard? Knowing where it hurts, they will stab it. At this time, they walked by the Po Pond in the village, and some children were drinking cows by the pool.The tiger stood still on one foot and said to the young pioneers: "Please tell me to go up to the slope pool to wash my face. My son should be afraid when he sees that I am covered in mud and blood." The Young Pioneers chattered for a while, thinking that parading through the streets was also an appearance on the stage, letting people wash up and make them beautiful and reasonable.Besides, beating people is unreasonable. He paraded through the streets in blood and mud like this. It should be said that the Young Pioneers did not treat prisoners preferentially.They told him to go and wash quickly and clean up. The slope pond was dug to store rainwater, and there are some stone slabs beside it for the girls and daughters-in-law to wash their clothes.The water in Pochi was black, and no one dared to drink it no matter how dry it was.The silt that has been accumulated for decades or hundreds of years is blacker than ink. Villagers dig black mud from the bottom of the pond to dye black cloth.Tiger is not a local, and he learned the craft of "pit cloth" only in Shitun.The trousers on his body were "pit" black. He moved to a stone slab for washing clothes, knelt down on the good leg, and picked up a handful of water from the pool.He rubbed the water on his face, and the stench of mud filled his nostrils.When he opened his eyes, he found that the three cows in front of him were not drinking or moving, and were staring at him without blinking.Niu saw through his mind and saw all the way to the bottom of his heart.There is a precious place in his heart, which is Li Xiumei's watery eyes.At that time, he had just transferred to the county seat.The female captain of the land reform team was his old comrade in arms, and brought a beautiful woman to his residence and told him that she was Shitun's famous "heroic widow."Li Xiumei raised her eyes and smiled at him, all the messy women's faces and women's names that had been stored in his heart were all erased by this smile.He married her on the third day, and later he saw Li Xiumei, who had given birth to her first child, go to a neighbor's house to check the clock, so he bought her a pocket watch at a thrift store.Later, when she saw a man wearing a wool coat, she followed him for two streets, and he asked someone to deliver the same woolen thread to her from Los Angeles.Later, when he became the chief of the section, he bought her clothes and leather shoes, told her to take a bath in the bathhouse, and go to the barber shop to wash her hair. He liked to see her happy, and the happier she was, the more he was willing to spend money on her.How did he become a "tiger"? Both he and she were confused. It took him several years to think of this sentence: "There are no tigers in the mountains". He always felt that he was sorry for Li Xiumei.They did not divorce him, but brought him back to Shitun and bore him four children.What could he give her? Not even a few ears of sorghum. He thought, wash again, wash again. The young pioneers urged me, saying Tiger, why are you touching the ball? Your face is longer than your wife’s foot-binding cloth? You have to wash it for a long time? When they walked down the slope shouting, they saw that the stone slabs where they washed their clothes were shining brightly, and the water had washed them so that the stars and soil were not stained.They asked: Hey, where is the tiger?  … The three cows saw it.That's why they stared at the tiger intently: they had already seen through his intentions.It was only at the last moment that he saw his plan clearly.The old cows can see people clearly: they can understand who is sad and who is happy.They didn't move, didn't make a sound, watched the crippled man with one leg on his knees weep, and then plunged their heads into the water. The slope pond is only two feet deep, and a tiger would not be drowned if it touched the water, but the life-weary tiger has a will like iron, and if it sinks, it will never float again. When Cai Hupo helped Li Xiumei, who was crying and collapsed, to the edge of Pochi, several men in the village had already entered the water to bring the tiger up.The tiger was gray and white, with white sorghum pulp, black muddy water, and blood flowing out of his mouth.He had been dead for a while, and his eyes were still shyly looking down at his still more useless leg. When Putao heard about the tiger throwing water that day, he thought: The tiger is still righteous, so he didn't throw himself into the well.When he first became a tiger, he went to draw water from the well, and Putao told him about a daughter-in-law who threw herself into the well.Said that she caused the villagers to have only one well left, and the tiger must have made a note of this before he went to throw Pochi. When holding a model meeting on Stun Street, Putao meets Wuhe.Wuhe pulled Putao aside, fixed his eyes on the big red paper flower on Putao's chest, and said with a smile: "Mo Fan Fan, there is 'mo' and 'rice', don't forget about you brother Wuhe. "Pao told him to talk and fart, and she had to receive her prize. Wuhe said that he went to Shaanxi to find a part-time job, and met an old man on a farm, who looked very similar to the dead Sun Erda. Grape asked: "What farm?" "The farm is full of students from Shanghai, Nanjing, and Xi'an who volunteered to open up wasteland and farm," Wuhe said. "I passed by their medicinal fields that day, and saw an old man squatting there picking astragalus. Someone was driving me out, and I called him a few times. He didn't look back. I also laughed afterwards, what is his name ? Can he really be the ghost of Er Da?" "Where is the farm?" asked the grape. "In the mountains on the other side of Baoji." The Langui man said. "Is Baoji farther than Los Angeles?" "What's the matter, do you want to go?" Putao was stunned, and it took him a long time to turn around and leave in disbelief. "There are so many people who look alike in the world. The older they get, the more they look alike. You see, old men and wives all look alike!" Wuhe yelled into her spine. At this time, the models had to line up on the stage, Putao followed the line, walked to the edge of the stage, and a loud voice called out: "Gao!" Putao turned around and saw that it was Shi Chunxi who called her.Shi Chunxi was wearing a whitewashed military uniform, without a hat, and had a round head with thick hair.He followed Putao forward and said, "I have been demobilized to the commune!" Putao blushed and scolded herself in her heart, why are you blushing when he did such a stupid thing? She asked him when he came back.He said he just came back last night.The two were talking, she stepped up the stage ladder, and the loudspeaker began to sing: "To wear flowers, you should wear big red flowers, to ride a horse, you should ride a thousand-mile horse, and to sing, you should sing the song of Yuejin..." The singing was so loud that Putao couldn't hear Chunxi. what are you talking about.Chunxi was saying: When I come back, I heard from my brother that you have been selected as a model for the commune!  … Chunxi watched Putao go up the last step and turned into the curtain.He still had that warm smile on his face, which couldn't fade away.Putao wore a blue shirt, which was self-woven, dyed just right with starch, not too dark or too shallow, the collar and cuffs were rolled with thin red and white checks, and the buttons were also red and white checked, her hair was combed into a bun, and her forehead The fluff on the top is broken hair that can't be combed, which is really beautiful.Chunxi thought that after serving in the army for four years, she would have ignored a country woman like Putao, but when she saw her, it was like going back to that crazy night again. Chunxi heard the people off the stage start clapping their hands, and the models came to the stage one by one to receive the award.Shi Dongxi is the director of the commune, and Cai Bohu distributed prizes to the models.The prize was a flowered towel with the word "Award" printed in red and the official seal of "Shitun People's Commune" stamped on it.Chun Xi followed suit and slapped vigorously, mainly for Putao. Putao stood at the farthest seat, and when he heard his applause, he stared at him.Shi Chunxi in Putao's eyes has completely changed, at least two inches wider.Four years ago, he painted half of his facial makeup, which was sloppy in Mali, but now his facial makeup is outlined: simple on the outside and refined on the inside, he can afford it and let it go, and he does what he says.He has the appearance of being able to read and write, but the army made him calm down a little and taught him a lot of rules. Cai Amber introduced the deeds of each model.When introducing Wang Putao, she said that she "raised pigs scientifically, actively innovated, created miracles, and successfully experimented with scientific feeding techniques and feed..." At first Putao thought she was listening to a book from heaven, but after she understood some words, she still thought she was listening to other people's affairs.In the end, Cai Amber said: "Comrade Wang Putao was born in poverty, and was exploited and bullied as a child bride for a bully landlord since she was a child. In the past two years, her class consciousness has improved rapidly..." She realized that the person Secretary Cai was talking about was her, Wang Putao. "Comrade Wang Putao has set us a good example of taking society as our home..." When the high-level club was established, Shi Dongxi asked Putao to feed the pigs in the club, and gave her ten baby pigs. At the end of the year, each pig weighed two hundred catties, and the fat was more than two inches thick. Pay back the wheat seed money owed in the first year.Later, the People's Commune built a pig farm, and Putao alone fed more than 20 pigs.She worked twelve or three hours a day at the side of the pigsty without even a helper.She just likes to listen to them eat "bajibaji" and watch them grow day by day. What does this have to do with what Cai Zhishu said? But grapes are still willing to be role models. There is "mo" and "rice". Suddenly, Putao noticed that everyone on and off the stage had quieted down, so she took a closer look, and Cai Amber was turning sideways to look at her with a slight smile.This is the leader's smile, which Putao has always seen in the leader's portraits. "Comrade Wang Putao, please!" Secretary Cai raised her arms, as if she was letting a distinguished guest into her guest room: "Let me tell the commune members a few thoughts!" Putao understands that Cai Zhishu is letting her sing the leading role at this time.She walked to the center of the stage in a few steps, and there were wide-eyed eyes under the stands.Putao is not afraid of people looking at her, and whoever looks at her will immediately look back. Putao said: "Just 'dare to think' will win?" Cai Amber said: "Let me tell you something, and see how good it is?" She pointed to other role models. Putao said: "Just talking, who will do the work? Talking can feed pigs? Talking can't feed anyone. Talking too much will make you hungry!" appearance.It was the Second University who taught her how to feed the animals.She told her when she was two years old: Animals are not animals, and you are smart. You can cheat with people, but you can’t cheat with animals. If you treat it well, it will return you three percent.She said: "If you are kind to people, it will be good if he pays you half of the money back. Animals are different. There are more animals than people. You don't have to pretend to be a little fake for them." She thought again, that guy Wuhe saw it , Maybe it's really the second big.Being a role model earns more money, so she bought a bus ticket to Baoji to visit. "She said: "Tell me to say 'dare to think', I don't think about anything, just work." "She thought again, if it's really the second university, can he be persuaded to come back? She can't be persuaded, she has to go. On the day Putao went to Baoji, she greeted Li Xiumei in the morning.There were two pregnant sows and a breeding pig left on the farm, and she handed them over to Li Xiumei.I got off the train, took a car, and finally sat on a tractor for a long time before arriving at the farm called "Gongqingzhihuo".When the sun was about to set at the farm, she saw Er Da who was shoveling coal beside the dirt house from a long distance away.Just from the figure that didn't make any useless movements, she recognized him at a glance.He has lost a lot of weight, his back is heavy, his hair is shaved, and he doesn't grow a beard. No wonder Wuhe didn't recognize it. She approaches him.He heard her step, thrust the shovel into the coal, and turned around.He immediately said, "Wuhe told you?" Grape nodded.She thought that she would be happy to see the second meeting, but she was very wronged right now.I just don't know who wronged her so much.She said: "Wuhe told everyone in the village. His mouth is so stupid." The Second University understood what she was saying: Do you think you’ll be fine if you hide in the mountains? Five-in-one and one-off, maybe someone from Shitun’s side will come here to check.What the Second University knew better was that the farm was about to be taken over by the army, and all temporary workers had to be re-examined.He took Putao to the cafeteria and bought two bowls of porridge, two steamed buns, a plate of pork head meat, and a plate of peanuts.During the meal, he said that this was his third temporary job. In the past four years, he has been walking around all the time. Depending on his working style and business ideas, there are always people who can use him.Once it was time to check the documents, he had to run fast. "Now it's all state-run, and it's a public-private partnership. Everywhere you go, you have to check your ID." He said. "It's the same in our place. A few days ago, a few fleeing famine came to the village, and the militiamen checked them out the next day and sent them away." Putao said. "Why are you still alone?" Er Da said.He saw at the first glance that she was unmarried. "Who wants us?" said Grape. Two big smiles.He has learned from Putao's stubbornness.She resolutely wants to find him, and resolutely wants him to avoid "things". "If you don't marry again, I'm afraid no one will want it." He teased her and smiled. "But it's rare that they want it!" said Putao. Sun Qingqing let Putao go home the next day.Putao said that what she brought was the money for two train tickets.He was annoyed with her, and she knew from a young age that Er Da would not really be annoyed with her, so she cleaned him up like a normal person, trying to drain his anger.On the fifth day, the Second University heard that the farm cadres were going to call a meeting of all the temporary workers to track down the suspicious elements who fled.He put up his bed and made a face to Putao, saying, "I'll go with you." On the train, Putao seemed to have got rid of his heart disease, sitting on the ground, knocking his head on Erda's knee and fell asleep.For her, there is nothing to worry about in the world.Er Da looked at the back of her head shaking.Why does she look so much like him? Everyone wants to live. That was the year when Sun Erda left Shitun.Shi Dongxi came to take his pigs to the buying station on the street.The pig just refused to go away, squeaking so loudly that the hairs on the bottom of the human ear were fluffed up.Dong Xi gave it a kick as soon as it went up.葡萄不乐意了，一把推过猪来，往冬喜跟前送：“你踢!你踢!我让它长好膘，就是给你踢的!”冬喜哈哈地笑起来。 见他笑，葡萄更恼：“也就是欺人家是个畜牲!” 冬喜更笑：“我踢它?我还宰它呢!” “你宰你的，我眼不见为净。在这院子里，你甭想让它受症!把你厉害的、威风的!让畜牲也叫你一声社长不成!” 冬喜楞了一会，那丑丑的脸看着可逗乐，葡萄不知哪里起了心，猛的喜欢上这丑脸了。她说：“别动。” 冬喜说：“弄啥?” 葡萄走过去，说：“你打了我的猪。得叫我打你一下。” 冬喜看她已经是耍闹了，很识逗地把手展成个大巴掌，伸到她面前。 “脸!” 他把脸伸过去。 " 葡萄正面瞅着他的脸。还没怎么样，他脸就乱了，眼睛早躲没了。她扬起手，在他腮帮上肉乎乎地拍一下，两眼守住他的脸，看他眼睛能躲多久。哎呀，躲不了了，他慢慢抬起眼睫毛、眼皮，抖得象个瘟鸡。 “打疼没?”她问他。 他要笑要哭的样子，等着挨她第二下。等着没完没了挨下去。她不打了，在他脖子上摸了摸，又在他下巴上摸了摸。他一下子偏过下巴，夹住她的手，猫一样左一右一下地讨她的娇宠、爱抚。 “那年差点把你娶给我兄弟结鬼亲了。”冬喜突然把葡萄一抱。 这就开了头。冬喜那天卖了猪回到葡萄家，进门就拉起她的手，把一沓钞票窝在她手心里。他是真厚道，不愿葡萄喂猪白吃苦，钱是他的恩谢。他也有另一层意思：做我的女人我亏待不了你。 有了冬喜，葡萄想，我缺啥? 我啥都有。我有欢喜，我有快活，我有男人暗地里疼着我。男人在暗地里怎么这么好，给女人的都是甜头。不然他那甜头也不会给他自己媳妇，也就白白糟塌了。她有了冬喜后才明白，再累的一天都有盼头，只要晚上能和冬喜好上一回。闹上饥荒，人走路都费气，她天天盼着天黑，和冬喜往床上一倒，就不饥了。 她没想自己会喜欢上冬喜。在地里干活，她看他人五人六地走过来，通知大伙开这个会，开那个会，批评张三，表扬李四，她心里柔柔的，看着他也不丑了，连那大招风耳也顺眼了。谁说冬喜丑呢?男人就要这副当得家做得主的劲儿。男人十全十美的俊秀，那就残废了。 那天冬喜从蜀黍地边上过，她叫了他一声。他装着听不见，她就扬起嗓门说：“社长，你说今天把钢笔借我的!”冬喜两头看看，见大部分人都收工往家走了，就走到她跟前。她一下子把他拉进蜀黍棵里，嘴巴叼住他的嘴唇。他唔唔噜噜地说：“叫人看见!” 她装佯地朝他身后挥挥手说：“谢会计下工啦?” 他吓得马上推开她，扭转头往身后看，才发现是她在逗他，身后鬼也没一个。他一把抱起她来，闯开密不过风的蜀黍枝杆和叶子，把她放倒在地上。他动得又猛又急，她说：“你这么野我喊人啦!” 他咬着牙说：“你喊!快喊!” “你官还当不当?” “不当了!” “你媳妇也不要了?” “不要!” 她那一刻疯了一样喜爱他。她不承认自己也这样喜爱过琴师、少勇。她在兴头上就认冬喜一个，就觉着她爱谁也没超过冬喜。她把这话就在兴头上说了，说得上气不接下气，前言不搭后语。 冬喜听了以后，疼她疼碎了。他已经过瘾，躺在她旁边看画似的看她。她慢慢也喘均了气，慢慢明白自己刚才的话只是兴头上说说的。她说那样的话和人说醉话一样，不能太当真。不过那一阵她整个一个人真的都是冬喜的，连身子带心连肝带脾带肠拐子，都是他的。 冬喜升成了公社主任后，盖了个排场的猪场，叫葡萄经管。他来就不是来看她，是领导视察猪场。他看她在五尺宽的大锅旁边煮食，脸让热气滕得湿湿的、红红的，就憋不住对她使个眼色。她看到他眼色就明白他叫她去坟场边上的林子。他少去她的窑洞了，寡妇的门坎踏不多久就会踏出是非来。他总是在坟院边上树林子里等她，冬天冻得清鼻涕长流，夏天让小咬蚊虫叮一身疱疹。他和她野合惯了，怎样做都是藤和蔓，你攀我倚，和谐柔顺，怎样将就都不耽误他们舒服。 有时两人舒服够了，也搂在一起说说傻话。冬喜问她喜欢他什么，他恁丑。葡萄便横他一眼说谁说我喜欢你了? 她有时也会说谁他丑，或者说她可喜欢他的丑样，吃浆面条似的，越臭越吃。少数时候她会认真地说：“你啥我都喜欢。” “我有啥呀?” “我喜欢你好心眼儿，喜欢你巧嘴儿，喜欢你手会使钢笔毛笔，短枪、长枪，。。。。。” 葡萄想说冬喜的清廉，闹荒时把自己份下的救济让给孤老汉孤老婆儿。不过葡萄没想清楚她是不是为了这个喜欢冬喜。她从来不好好去想自己为什么喜欢这个不喜欢那个。蔡琥珀给她介绍的那个供销社主任她就喜欢不上。要说那人也不赖，能写会算，眉舒目展。蔡支书说着说着自己心都热了：他这工作，多实惠呀!要是把他摆在集市上给史屯公社的闺女们挑，她们还不把他扯碎，一人分一小块也是好的!葡萄你咋这憨呢?!蔡支书把葡萄总算留住了，在公社党委会办公室里等着和供销社主任相面。其实两人早就在供销社见过好几次了。供销社主任穿着一身新哗达呢，闪闪发光地进来了。蔡主任亲自起来泡茶。供销社主任三十二岁，去年死了媳妇，家里有个老妈，没有孩子。葡萄看着他，心里除了来回想这几宗“条件”，什么也没有。她偷偷看一眼桌上的闹钟，说半天废话才过去五分钟。她一看自己坐的是史冬喜的办公桌。桌子是白木头的，桌上只有一瓶墨水一杆蘸水钢笔，不象蔡支书那边，又是书本又是报纸夹子。她突然看见桌子下面一双布鞋。冬喜平时舍不得穿布鞋，都是穿双水旱两用的旧胶鞋。要不就是打光脚。他只有在办公室开会时才把布鞋穿上。布鞋里有双崭新的鞋垫，行绣的是鹊雀登梅。他媳妇给做的，他媳妇对他好着呢。他不对他媳妇好，他媳妇能花这么大功夫给他做这么花梢的鞋垫?葡萄觉得亏透了。冬喜肯定知道蔡支书给她介绍对象的事。他巴望把她嫁出去，他好收了心回去和他媳妇重修旧好。葡萄偏不嫁。她眼前什么也没了，就剩了那对红蓝线绣的鞋垫，也不知供销社主任说到哪儿了，也不知蔡支书在笑些什么。 这时史冬喜光着脚“咚咚咚”地走进来，两个腿杆上全是泥。他带人在河滩上筑坝，这十多天雨水多起来，干了几年的河涨起水，眼看要淹掉这几年造的田。葡萄已经有四、五天没见他人了。 蔡支书问了一下河滩上的事，站起身对葡萄和供销社主任说：“那你们自己谈吧，我去河滩上看看。” 葡萄说：“一定好好谈。蔡支书和史主任联手保的媒，不好好谈对得住谁呀。” 冬喜一怔，看看屋里人的，慢慢说：“你们这是在介绍对象呀?” 供销社主任脸红了，直是干笑说其实也熟人了。 冬喜眨眨眼。葡萄这才发现他眼睛又小又肿，真不好看。他这样眨是忍住痛或者忍住火气。她知道他一眨巴眼就是想叫自己平静。 冬喜没好气地说：“我有闲心做媒哩，累得尿都撒不动。”话没说完他人已经出了办公室。 晚上他冒着雨来了，一身泥水地站在她窑洞里，问她：“你和那人好上了?” “你有锅里的吃，还惦着盘里的，我就不能去找口锅?” “你和他好上没有?” “和你媳妇先去县政府。” “去县政府干啥?” “把婚离了，再来问我的事……你离不离?!”她上去搂住他，舌头在他的大耳朵上绕。她舌头一动，他浑身一抽耸。“离不离，嗯?!”她突然死咬住他的耳垂。他不动了，让她把牙尖往肉里捺。过了一会儿，她看看没指望了，把牙松开。 “离。”他说。 “把官儿也辞了。” “什么屁官儿?把我稀罕的!” “辞去呀。” “明天就辞!” 她把泥乎乎一个冬喜搂得紧紧的。事过之后，冬喜告诉她他真不想干公社主任了。说是十年超英赶美，事实是一年还赶不上头一年。年年扯着红布大标语，插着彩旗在河滩上造田，造那么热闹一场大雨全白热闹了。造什么田呢? 把现有的田好好种，别胡糟塌，那就胜过造田。 他把话倒完了，躺在黑处“唉”了一声，说：“这些话就能和你说说。在外头说准叫人打我右派。城里打右派打得老恶呀!” 葡萄本想问问啥叫“右派”，又懒得问。问它干啥?过两天又该打别的了。 火车颠晃得葡萄瞌睡极了，她打算回到家再把冬喜和她的事告诉二大。 为了不碰上熟人，葡萄和孙情清走了大半夜，走回了史屯。他们从离洛城不远的一个小站下车，搭了一段骡车，剩下的三十来里，他俩摸着黑走。下半夜又下雨了，一下就没断气，把铺盖卷泡得有百十斤沉。鸡叫头遍时，他们进了家门。花狗四年没见二大，叫了几声就成了吭唧，从磨棚里飞窜出来，四只爪子噼里啪啦溅着泥水，舌头挂搭在嘴边上，又是抱二大的腿，又是拱他的背。他骂着、笑着，对它说：“叫我进屋不叫?这孬货吃胖了!没少偷吃猪食!……” 他下到红薯窖里，见葡萄把下头了修了修，在窑子口修了道土坎，堆了些干高粱秆子，把后面遮挡住了。万一有谁下来，看着会以为这是存放东西的仓库，高粱秆子是留着扎扫帚的。葡萄把高粱秆搬开，才露出里面的屋。屋潮得很，石灰也返潮了，伸手往哪一摸，都是一把水。 葡萄把灯捻小，自言自语地说：“这不中吧?老潮呀! 雨得下到啥时候?” 二大说：“雨下成这样，窑洞非塌几座。” 二大的话灵验，第二天史冬喜就穿件破雨衣到处喊， 叫那些窑洞没箍顶的，都搬上来，搬到小学校去。他喊一早上，谁也不肯搬，他只好一家家去查看。他拿手电照照窑洞的拱顶，有的顶已有一片湿印子，他就跟那家人说，不搬一会叫民兵连带大枪来强搬。他跑到晚上，小学校里还是没几家人。人人都不愿意轻易挪出自己的土窝窝，都想兴许雨快停了，哪有雨下了两个月还不停的? 史冬喜到了史六妗子家。老婆儿还没等他进屋就大声叫唤：“共产党有你这样的保长呀?挨家挨户逼人哩!谁搬我也不搬，我那口材还停在堂屋呢!我今晚就挺里头睡，窑洞塌了正好!” 史冬喜看了看她家窑洞的拱顶，一滩水印在顶上画了个大地图，几片土皮已落下来了。史六妗子从土改分到那口楠木棺材就常常在里面躺躺。她把自己几件银首饰，一个玉镯子都藏在棺材里。后来把一点白面也藏在里面。 冬喜知道要史六妗子搬上窑洞去是不可能的，除非把她的楠木棺材一块抬到小学校去。 晚上雨小了，到入夜时云裂出一条缝，露出半个月牙儿来。原先在小学校教室里打地铺的人把报纸、席片卷卷，都回家去了。史冬喜在学校门口又堵又截又骂街，没人理他，一窝蜂往校门外跑。第二天他叫来民兵连长，让他集合队伍去各家把人押出来。民兵们带着枪跑到社委，一查人数还不够半。连长报告史社长任说，蔡书记把民兵带到河滩上抢修河堤去了。 冬喜说：“造的那些田泡也泡了，修她奶奶河堤弄啥?!” 他跑到河滩上，头一眼看见的就是敲锣打钗的小学生们。几面彩旗上的标语让雨淋糟了，墨汁淌成一道一道黑泪滴。蔡支书自己把裤腿挽到大腿根，红花裤衩的边儿也露了出来。她拿着铁皮喇叭又喊又唱，修河堤成办社火了。一个洛城来的报社记者正在拍相片，高兴得满脸红亮。 史冬喜这两年常常想，革命怎么越来越象唱大戏? 到处都是搭台，到处见人登场。连报上的词也成了戏词儿。他去县里参加过“反右”大会，见一个县反出上千右派来。听听他们的右派言论倒是挺实在。从军队上回来的春喜听了哥哥的牢骚告诉他，他的牢骚话能让他当个合格右派。 他在孩子群里找到自己五岁的女儿，她背着弟弟跟在小学生后面瞎欢实。他对她女儿大吼一声：“给我滚回家去!人家搭台唱戏，你跟着跑啥龙套?!你也想往那报上的相片里挤?!” 正在拍照的记者瞪他一眼，小声问蔡琥珀这个满口落后话丑汉子是谁。蔡支书说：“哦，他呀。咱社的史社长。” 冬喜站在到石头堆上，猛一吹哨。 人们都定住，“咣啷”一声，哪个小学生把锣掉在了地上。 冬喜说：“民兵跟我走!” 蔡琥珀说：“这儿正抢修河堤，保卫良田!……” 冬喜不等她说完，就说：“修个卵!这还是田吗?老早泡了，再来一场雨，这儿就是老河道了! 所有人都跟我去帮着搬家，雨再下一天，窑洞准把人塌里头！” 蔡支书吼道：“都别走!这是公社的田，社员们花了几年的心血围造的!” 冬喜：“我是民兵连老连长，民兵都跟我走。哟，都不想走?都等着把你那脸挤到他相片里去?” 他指指记者的相机。 蔡支书说：“老史，你要注意了……” “书记想搞我运动呀?” “史冬喜同志!” “你在这儿唱刀马旦吧，蔡琥珀。塌了窑洞死了人，咱上县委对公堂去!” 冬喜扯着自己的女儿，抱着自己的儿子走去。没一个人跟上他。走了几步，后面锣、钗又响了。等他走到让雨浇坏的谷子地边上时，蔡支书又唱了起来。这个英雄寡妇嗓音又亮又左，给喇叭传送到厚厚的云里。冬喜苦笑，他是唱不过她的。 他把孩子们送回家后，雨果真来了。来得凶恶，几步外看不见人，看不见物。他跑出家门，雨点扫射在他胸口上。他带着民兵们强行把人从窑洞里拉出来。谁都舍不下家里的那点东西，有的顶着方桌，有的扛着板凳，孩子们头上扣着锅，拎着鸡下的蛋，媳妇闺女们抱着纺好的线和没纺的花，到了天黑，才算完成了一场搬迁。 冬喜带着两三个人一个窑洞一个窑洞地查看，被拴在院子里的狗在空了的村里叫，叫得直起回音。 快天亮时冬喜在小学校里按花名册一家一定查点人数。查到一个叫宝石的媳妇面前，他问：“你婆子呢?” 宝石看看周围，说：“谁知道。” 冬喜明白她们婆媳常打架，宝石的丈夫又在外当兵。他什么话也不再问，拔腿就往村里跑。天已经明了，雨还在扫射。他跑到宝石家，钻进漆黑瘟臭的窑洞就听见老婆儿口齿不清地说：“你巴不得我砸里头，你回来弄啥?” 冬喜上去把她从床上拉起来，这才明白宝石为什么把她丢下；老婆儿一身屎尿，早就半身不随了。他把老婆往背上一甩，万幸她病得只剩了一把骨头。他刚走两步，老婆儿说：“我的钱!我儿子寄给我的!” 他从她枕头里摸出一些钞票，让她紧紧攥在手里，正要往外摸，顶塌了。最后一刻，他想，要是能和葡萄一块砸在窑洞里就美了。 正在死去的冬喜当然不知道葡萄最后一次见到他想告诉他的秘密。他渐渐停止住的脑子里还记有她最后一个歹歹的眼神，和她使那眼神时说的话：“今夜到小学校后面的教堂来。”教堂里只剩了一个嬷嬷，又老又聋，她屋外有个小棚，棚里堆的是嬷嬷们多年前装钉的圣经。圣经没人要了，全堆在那里头，让虫子吃虫子住。她想和他在那里头好一回。然后她要把一件事告诉他。冬喜到永远闭上眼也没想到葡萄胆大到什么程度，在众人鼻子尖下面把恶霸公爹藏了。他也没想到葡萄看透了他，看透他是那种值得她交托秘密的人。他躺在厚厚的土底下，身上压着一个死老婆儿和一整座窑洞，他再没了和葡萄偷欢的福份，再没了为她分担那个生死秘密的机会。他闷声不响地一趴，省了县委把他当成右倾来斗争。更省了大家的事，在几年后把他打成“走资派”，给他糊纸帽子，剃阴阳头，拉他上街批斗。 冬喜给挖出来，给停放在戏台上，身边放满他最讨厌的纸花。他渐渐泡浮起来，变味变色的肉体上，还留有葡萄最后的温存抚摸。他省得和媳妇罗嗦了，不然他这时说不准正和媳妇在说离婚的事。他在追悼会堂里给拍了不少照，这也是他讨厌的事。他的照片给登上了报纸，他一死就从“右倾”转变成了“榜样”，“优秀共产党员”，“英雄社长”。 冬喜给抬到那个他和葡萄常去花好月圆的坟院。他也没法子反对他坟墓的位置了。他的坟离他俩的林子太远，在坟院最高最孤的地位。他和葡萄做露水夫妻的林子远得他看不见葡萄又去了那里。他躺在沉重的墓碑下，无法看见葡萄一个人走进了林子，每次的欢喜她都记得起，每一次欢喜的姿势她也都记着。他每次讲的很不成体统话的话她也都记着，那些话可不是“榜样”，“英雄社长”讲的。 冬喜的血肉在变成泥土，他当然不再有机会听葡萄说她的挺。不然她打算在嬷嬷的圣经库房把挺是怎么来的讲给他听。他永远也没法子知道葡萄的心有几瓣了。葡萄的心有一瓣是少勇的，有一瓣是琴师的，有一瓣老是留给铁脑，最大一瓣上有他冬喜和她的挺。 冬喜的血肉滋养了黄土，黄土发出狗尾草，锅盔菜，野牵牛花。他不必对正在开始的大炼钢铁，办大食堂发牢骚了。他不知道葡萄为了煮猪食的那口大锅干下了什么。也不知道他兄弟春喜和少年时完全不是一个人。省得他去告诉春喜：嗬，你嘴皮子长进可大哩! 总之史冬喜什么也不