Chapter 36 Thirty-six

I slept until noon when I was woken up by a team leader.This team leader was the gloomy, always-sustained farm worker who led us to work the first day.He simply told me that Captain Xie asked him to put on a donkey cart and take me to the field department with his own bedding. The field department was probably busy during the Spring Festival and he wanted me to do some work for a few days. I hurriedly got up.There is nothing difficult to clean up the bedding, just one roll will do.I went to Lana's house to get the shoes she had made for me, and pushed the door open, but she was still asleep.It's okay, just wear it when you come back, the cotton shoes on my feet can last for a few days.The team leader gave me four more barnyard flour buns, saying that Captain Xie asked him to go to the kitchen to get them, and asked me to take them with me on the way to eat.He and I got into the donkey cart, bumped and ran towards the field.

It's my first time in the field department.The field department is only a little bigger than our first team. There are several brick houses, a grain processing factory, and a relatively large store.I also saw a tractor stand.Outside the garage were two silver oil cans lying across the snow.The group leader drove the car and sent me to an office. "Huh—" he yelled at the donkey to stop, then turned to me and said, "That's it, Daer, take the bedding in." There were already five people in the room, all of whom seemed to be agricultural workers drawn from various teams, some were sitting on chairs, some were squatting on the ground, with their luggage beside them.Seeing me coming in, they didn't talk to me, and each buried their heads in their own thoughts.For some reason, I suddenly felt an ominous atmosphere in the room. I looked out the window anxiously. The team leader had already driven the donkey cart away.

After a while, a field cadre came into the room with a piece of paper, followed by a young man who looked like a driver.The cadre frowned, looked at the list and counted the names again, and said to the young man, "Okay, it's all there, you can send them there." We carried our luggage and followed the young man to the front of the garage, and stopped beside a "Dett-24" wheeled tractor. The young man patted his oil-stained fingerless gloves, looked at us one by one, and finally asked me: "Hey, who is the 'rightist' who teaches in the provincial cadre school?"

I took a step forward: "Me, but that was years ago." "I know." The young man smiled knowingly and shook his head, "You sit in the driver's cab. The rest, hey! Are you listening? Get in the car and sit in the bucket for me!" Climb into the truck body, and cursedly sweep down the foot-thick snow with the handle of Achnatherum splendens.I got into the welded-iron cab and tucked a roll of cotton netting behind the seat.The young man waited for them to settle down, checked the hitch, pulled the engine with a greasy leather rope on the front of the car, climbed in the car, and drove away with a chug.The tractor went up a country dirt road heading west.There is snow and ice everywhere, and the branches on the side of the road hang down like crystal tassels.The sun's rays broke through the dense clouds, casting golden spots on the silvery snow field.Magpies and crows whizzed about, looking for food in vain.The road is difficult and the wheels often slip.The young man was driving the car intently.He is about the same age as me, with a light mustache on his lips, a slightly shorter nose, but piercing eyes.

When the car reached a relatively flat road, he leaned back a little, glanced at me, and said, "My father knows you. He studied in a cadre school, and you taught him." "Oh." I replied, but I didn't ask him who his father was. What's the point of asking now?The past is gone.But today, the tractor is carrying me on this vast snow field to the bottom of the seemingly mysterious mountain roots hidden in the clouds and mist, what kind of fate will I have? "Do you know where we're going?" he asked me, turning the steering wheel. "I don't know," I said, "I just wanted to ask you."

"Ah!" The young man sighed, and said in a sympathetic tone, "The field told me to send you to the team at the foot of the mountain. You probably have heard of that team, which specializes in cleaning up people...you guys These few are all mischievous people in the field. Originally, it was none of your business. Early this morning, your team came to register—a thin old man who moved to the provincial capital. You must Yes, I live in the same room as you—he told the cadre of the human security department that a person ran away from your team last night. This person has a good relationship with you. You go to this person’s house every night in the dark. Before he runs away, I even came to the dormitory to look for you, so I’m sure you two are up to some kind of conspiracy. The Human Security Section checked and found that you had a bad family background, and your hat hadn’t been taken off yet. After some cadres discussed it, they temporarily added your name. I saw this with my own eyes. .Your bearded captain even went to the Human Security Section to argue for a long time. He assured you that you were fine and said you were a good person, but he gave him a hard time, saying that he was not vigilant at all and let a good laborer go. I'm guarding a well-known 'rightist' who has been criticized in the newspapers again! I have to tell him to go back and write a review... Our farm needs to be rectified during the Chinese New Year and holidays, as if the bad guys specially choose the days of the Chinese New Year to make trouble. Isn’t it? Before New Year’s Day, I sent four of you, and today, I’ll send you six again...When you get to Nadar, you have to be more careful, it’s a place that will make you lose your skin..."

Oddly enough, his words didn't surprise me.I wasn't surprised, let alone panicked. I even thought that it was good that Lantana and I were still on the same farm, and we would see each other soon.I just feel resentful—the "director of the sales department" didn't let me go when he left.People are very beautiful, but some people are also very cruel.If this were not the case, man would not be able to survive the creation of the gods.This kind of resentment overwhelmed my nostalgia for lantana flowers, and also aroused my passion to resist pressure.I stared intently at the front, which was the vast white snow field. A ray of sunlight finally broke through the thick clouds on the top of the mountain, like a sharp sword inserted at the foot of the mountain, bursting out a dazzling light.This scene seemed familiar to me, as if I had seen it in a dream.Now that I am healthy, I feel able to understand Marx's book, and I believe that wherever I go, I have a new strength to meet my sinister fate.The tractor was bumping, and the young man focused on driving again.I suddenly remembered that Hai Xixi had left a kang table and a sack of soybeans before I told Lana Hua.I don’t know who will steal the kang table; only I know where the sacks were buried. Once the snow melts and the temperature warms up again, the soybeans will be soaked and germinate.

Sure enough, as the young man said, when I went to the team in Yamane, I was deprived of the right to ask for leave and the right to meet non-immediate relatives outside.Two months later, a patient who was still on the team told me quietly that a "pretty little girl" came to me with a small bag in her pocket, and the team cadres interrogated me for a long time, but in the end they were still disciplined. After going back, the small bag is not allowed to stay.That day, I carried stones on the mouth of the canal for ten hours, and I was exhausted. I only pitied her for walking such a long distance, and fell asleep before I had time to miss her.Soon, it was proposed that "class struggle should be discussed every year, every month, and every day." I was sentenced to three years of imprisonment for the crime of "writing reactionary notes." In the "Social Education Movement", I used the "Rightists to overturn the verdict"

He was sentenced to three years of forced labor.After the reeducation through labor period, I returned to the farm, just in time for the "Cultural Revolution", and I was upgraded to a "counter-revolutionary revisionist" and was mobilized.In 1970, I was thrown into a private prison set up on the farm.That kind of prison is not under the jurisdiction of the public security organs, and there is no modern prison regulation. It is purely the Chinese version of the Roman Inquisition.In 1968, when I returned to the farm at the end of my labor camp, I learned that Lana had never been married during the previous period of imprisonment.After I was sent to a labor camp, she took Ershe to the county town to find her brother. Not long after, she and her brother's family returned to Qinghai.

It is said that her brother also made some mistakes. In 1971, in the prison privately set up on that farm, we "prisoners" were not even allowed to read "Selected Works of Mao Zedong", saying that our main task was to reform through labor. After reading "Selected Works of Mao Zedong", we would learn and understand Tactics of struggle by farm authorities.One day, I was sent to the teaching and research section of the Farm Children's School to build a stove.The teachers had gone to class, and I hungrily searched for any books to read, but the desk was full of student workbooks, and only one copy of "Ci Hai" was placed on the desk.I turned to the item "Lantana Flower".This article is explained like this: Plant name.The scientific name is Albizzia julibrissin.A "Acacia".Fabaceae.

Deciduous trees.Two even-pinnate compound leaves, many leaflets, sickle-shaped, in pairs at night.Flowering in summer, flower heads, sympetal corolla, many stamens, light red.Pods strip-shaped, flat, not split.Mainly produced in central my country.Light-loving, resistant to drought and barrenness.The wood is reddish-brown, straight in texture, fine in structure, easy to crack when dry, and can be used to make furniture, sleepers, etc.The bark can be extracted to extract tannin.In traditional Chinese medicine, dry bark is used as medicine. It is flat in nature and sweet in taste. It has the functions of calming the nerves, relieving depression, and promoting blood circulation.The flower is called "Albizia julibrissin" and has similar functions.It is also a green tree.what!All the explanations under this entry are not similar to her at all: "Happy to light, resistant to drought and barrenness", isn't it her character? However, I couldn't sleep that night - her function as a drug didn't work. "Greening trees! Greening trees!..." There are always greening trees in front of my eyes, and finally it becomes a green ocean... Thirty-seven greening trees have passed for 20 years.Twenty years, a fifth of a century!Our country and I have escaped our doom and paid the price that history has had to pay.Still in that snowy spring, the person in charge of the Provincial Department of Culture and the comrades in the studio shared two "Toyota" cars with a color wide-screen film based on a novel I wrote. , came to this farm to hold an appreciation performance.After the film was shown, the director and secretaries sent us back to the guest house.I asked the farm manager where Captain Xie was. He didn't even know there was a leader called Xie. He was transferred here in 1978, so Captain Xie probably left the farm long ago. However, in the middle of the night, I quietly walked out of the well-equipped guest house.The moonlight was hazy, and the night was as cold as ice.I didn't alarm the driver, and set foot on the main road leading to the first team alone.The white snow, the same kind of white snow, covered the entire group where I lived, and there were dogs barking from the sheepfold, but otherwise, the night was as quiet as a dream.I stood at the head of the bridge, and the past, like smoke and mist, rolled over from the side of the bridge.Her singing sounded clearly in my ears, her "flowers", so clear, so melodious, so tactful, so affectionate: Jinshan Yinshan Babaoshan, the floor carved by sandalwood; if our marriage is to break up, ten thousand The water of the Erdao Yellow River is dry! I clearly saw her coming towards me with a smile on her face.She was flying, leaving no footprints on the snow.She is still as beautiful, as healthy, as cheerful, as radiant.When she came to me, she smiled—ah, how familiar I am with that kind of smile! —— Said: "Even if the steel knife cut off my head, my bloody body is still with you!" ... However, it was still a quiet night, and it was still white and gray snow.Except for me, there was no one around, and there was no sound... I felt a cool tear flow out of my long-dried eye socket.It oozes from the depths of memory, as cold as water drops oozing from an ancient well.Yes, people should not lose their memory. If they lose their memory, they lose themselves.Although I have lived such a difficult life here, it is here that I began to realize the beauty of life. Lantana, Captain Xie, Hai Xixi...Although they have lost contact with me, the shining points in the souls of these ordinary manual laborers, and the gem-like fingerprints, have melted into my blood. It became the factor that made me a new kind of person. In June 1983, I attended an important meeting of the Republic held in Beijing, the capital.The military band played the solemn national anthem, and I stood up together with the leaders of the country and the party, and influential people from all walks of life across the country. At this moment, familiar images suddenly flashed in my mind.I think this solemn national anthem is not only played for the people with lofty ideals who have struggled for the survival of the nation and the prosperity of the country for nearly a hundred years, not only for the revolutionary ancestors who fought for the founding of the republic, not just for those who sacrificed to defend the country's territory and dignity The martyrs played... This solemn piece of music is also for the purpose of always being closely with our Republic and our party consciously and unconsciously after the founding of the Republic, and supporting our party with their own endurance and hard work. Played by ordinary laborers on the right path!They are the "green trees" that grow everywhere in the motherland!The "greening tree" with rough bark but lush branches and leaves embellishes the motherland more beautiful!Ah, my beautiful and holy "green trees" all over the north and south of the river!