Chapter 76 Chapter Thirteen

The loyal old servant of the Hang family, the old revolutionary in 1927, was victimized by his own troubles.He couldn't grasp anything, neither the situation, his granddaughter, her fiancé, nor himself. The granddaughter kept complaining to him that this barbarian from Yunnan not only wanted to move here, but also moved his mother here.Now she no longer calls Jicao her aunt, and she calls her mother-in-law. She is a powerful character. She was a wife in the Kuomintang, and her house was destroyed by the rebels. That's why she wanted to escape to Mount Weng. take refuge.It's all caused by you. If you divorce me, I don't want to marry him. Who can I not marry?Now I know no fewer people in the city than you.

Weng Caicha is at the juncture of a major life decision.The situation was completely changed, and she, a country firewood girl, went from slave to master.She watched the people she poured tea turn over one by one.Those well-dressed people, those big people with big bellies fell down one by one, and were dejectedly escorted from east to west by the rebels. Some even wore tall hats to parade in the streets, or held ten-thousand-thousand protest meetings, and sat on jets to hang signs.Seeing their distressed appearance on the street, Caicha was very puzzled at first. A group of people she had never seen before entered the guest house, including workers, farmers, and more students.Pick tea and pour tea for them now, Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, Xiao Wu, how kind, how dare you call them that in the past?Calling the chief, I still dare not look up, so picking tea feels the joy of a new life.Xiao Wu is a teacher at the university, very knowledgeable, and now one of the heads of the rebel headquarters. They stood together at the gate, watching the capitalist roaders walk by in embarrassment. He hid his hands under his armpits and stretched out his chest. , He singled out the essence of the new life in one sentence, and said: "Why do poor and lower-middle peasants like you only deserve to pour tea for these capitalist roaders? Today's rebellion is to make their children come to you like this." people pour tea."

It was a sweet and sour empowerment, and it was a real hit. Holding the teapot in her hand, the tea picker suddenly understood what this kind of life of hers really symbolized.It is one thing to put the revolution right, but it is another thing to pick tea.Picking tea also wants to raise the flag to rebel, but her purpose is very clear, she must be a Weng family who has stopped pouring tea for generations.Now she recalls bitterness and sweetness, thinks of her great-grandpa pinch, thinks of her grandfather pinch pinch, thinks of her father who knocked in the door, pinch pinch pinch, none of them pour tea for people. It would be a lifetime for the urbanites, the capitalists, and the Hang family——God!Now that I am born, is it still the fate of pouring tea?Thanks to Chairman Mao, thanks to the Red Guards, the rebellion, the revolution, the turning point of fate has come!

In this way, I thought of an unsatisfactory marriage-married to Little Brown, and in the three lifetimes, he was just waiting to serve the tea, no matter what happened, let him retire first.The grandfather was stunned by this rapidly changing granddaughter, and the little group sighed and said, "Okay, okay, I have done evil in the previous life, I will go back and get rid of it."But let me make it clear to you that marriage matters, and their mother and son will still live here.The house is my house, and I let whoever I like live in it.If I don't like you, maybe I will drive you out.

When I picked the tea, my mouth was hard. After thinking about it, I couldn't sleep at night, and my complexion was not good.Xiao Wu lived in a guest house, and when he saw her gloomy look, he asked her what was going on with concern, hesitating to pick tea, and it took him a long time to tell what was on her mind.After hearing this, Wu Kun was speechless for a moment.He thought of himself, how many similar events are happening in this era. At midnight, she carried a hot water bottle and walked into Wu Kun's temporarily quiet room. While pouring tea for Wu Kun, she said to Wu Kun, "Xiao Wu, after much deliberation, I still need class. Do you want to kiss me?" , class division."

Wu Kun was drinking wine alone, raised his eyes to see this simple country girl, then lowered his head to see her red hand with fat dimples, he held it on impulse.The fat hand trembled excitedly, Wu Kun closed his eyes and warned himself that he knew that he had committed indiscreet behavior several times recently, which would hinder the revolution as well as his own future.Thinking of this, he shook the fat hand vigorously, let go, and said solemnly: "Be careful, be careful, think twice before acting." Picking tea can't understand "think twice before acting", but picking tea can see a different meaning from Wu Kun's eyes staring at her just now, and from Xiao Wu's firm grip just now, only a fool can't see it.The eyes of picking tea shone with the pure light that only a country girl can have, as well as the confusion and pain mixed in it, Wu Kun didn't dare to laugh at her—a sincere girl, a painful girl, he thought.But it can't be compared with Bai Ye.

This delicate time, however, is still a pleasure, and there is still something pure in it-if nothing else interferes.Wu Kun can't help but miss Bai Ye, but missing her means missing pain, missing everything that runs counter to the great cause he is currently engaged in.Missing her also means getting involved in other unclean things, such as pulling in Zhao Zhengzheng.He had just thought of this troublesome name when the unexpected guest Zhao Zhengzheng arrived.She swirled in like the wind, with her hands on her hips, as she often does without asking.Because of what, because of what happened that night.Only once, only once, and never again.

Wu Kun was bored to the core, regretted it, and could never forgive himself.If you are with Bai Ye, you will never have such worries - he likes the unknowable beauty of Zi Ye that is intricately intertwined with moral restraint and wanton romance.This is a strong stimulus, which arouses his desire to conquer and manly ambition, and raises his emotional position to a height that ordinary people cannot reach. And what happened to Zhao Zhengzheng, why did she care so much about that one time, the unsuccessful one was also realized under her desire, and you can also say that it didn't come true at all.Should I take full responsibility?He looked at the tea picking again. He was simple and healthy. Although he was worried, he was not crazy at all.She said: You talk, I'm leaving.He also poured Zhao Zhengzheng a cup of tea.Zhao Zhengzheng didn't even nod his head at least, what kind of emotion?There is no feeling of working people at all!Wu Kun hated this kind of behavior of peasant rebels and nouveau riche—including the behavior of their children.He said: Don't go, I'm fine, let's talk together.

However, this Zhao Zhengzheng said, I have business, I have business, the Central Cultural Revolution has the latest spirit, my father told me to call you quickly. As soon as he heard about the Central Cultural Revolution, Wu Kun jumped up immediately as if he had been given a shot in the arm, and said, "What kind of spirit, what kind of spirit, please tell me a little bit." The spirit came from Beijing, and the royalists suffered a heavy blow again. The little reptiles who went to Beijing to sue were hit head-on when they got off the plane.Now that the Cultural Revolution is about to develop in depth, the capitalist roaders are still on their way, but they are becoming less and less able to resist the revolution.They had to hypocritically prepare for a review.

Wu Kun was also very excited when he heard this, but he still couldn't forget to remind him: "If you have any new spirit in the future, just ask your father's secretary to call me, and you don't need to run around as a messenger? " Did she understand, or pretended not to understand, she said: "I just want to see my revolutionary comrades in arms?" An unnatural blush appeared on her face, and she was emotionally like this country girl, with a blank sheet of paper. one?If Wu Kun could still blush for himself, he would blush for what he just said.Doesn't she understand at all, she didn't hear another version of this sentence at all-thank you, can you stop seeing me in this way in the future, in fact, I don't want to have anything to do with you Woolen cloth!

Wu Kun knew in his heart that it was unfair for him to do so.The girl Zhao Zhengzheng at this time is not cute at all! He took a coat and put it on her, and said, "It's so late, I'll take you home." Picking tea came out of Wu Kun's room and asked for leave, so she went to Brown's briquette shop.Brown was coming back from delivering coal, and he got out of the car and started shoveling coal.Wearing old work clothes, full of Katsuki meat, very handsome, like those workers in front of the steel furnace in the movie news briefing. Picking tea looked at him across an alley, and her heart began to waver again. She was not sure what she should say to her fiancé. At the alley, she decided to make a clean break, but when she saw her fiancé, she became confused again.She thought again, although Brown is shoveling coal in the city, it is still better than planting tea in the countryside, and he will soon go to work in a fragrant tea factory.Look how happy he is, she saw his happy white teeth as he shoveled coal.There doesn't seem to be any movement on him-those meetings in the middle of the night, where to catch those in power, and so on, have nothing to do with him.Of course, his mother is troublesome, but I heard that she didn't find any tricks after searching - she is not even a stinky mother of the Kuomintang now, and she has divorced the Kuomintang.After thinking about it, her warmth came up, and she quickly ran to the door of the briquette shop and said, "Little Brown, I'm here." While working, Little Brown said, "Miss Tea Picker, you are so kind. You still come to see me after you break up with me." "What are you saying, are you serious? I'll wait for you to get off work and go see the things I prepared." Little Brown pulled off his mask in surprise and spread his hands, asking, "Why, haven't we already separated?" Who said this!Caicha was afraid that the people around would hear him, so he pulled him outside: "It's that simple, break up if you say break up?" "But that's your breakup!" Little Brown replied. "I said break up and you broke up? Why don't you take me seriously?" Cai Cha said. Little Brown stared for a long time at that face, that red, apple-like, thick-skinned face.He felt she was too thick for him to get in.He likes the kind of girl who can get out of water with a flick, but she is not.He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but you're not the kind of girl I want." Hearing the tea picking, the black eyes were about to pop out. Little Brown took a look, and there was nothing left on the girl's face except a pair of eyes as big as bull's eyes.He said anxiously, "I'm not saying you won't shed tears, I mean, I like the kind of girl who doesn't cry or stamp her feet when she sheds tears." He had just finished saying that when he found that the girl in front of him with only one pair of eyes was crying silently.She said, "You're going to the tea factory, so you don't want me? How will you tell me to go back?" She neither stomped her foot nor yelled, and began to cry.In a second she was the kind of girl little Brown had to like.And Little Brown was also stunned, how could he behave like this?This is the girl who agreed to date him in times of trouble.He himself didn't know when this incident happened, so he put the ring in his underwear pocket on the tea picking hand. That night, he sat at Aiguang's house for a long time, he sighed, put his arms around his neck, and kept asking her: "Why don't you run out to connect with each other, why don't you follow and let these guys go out to rebel together, right? Xie Aiguang rubbed his hands and asked: "What's the matter with you, isn't it just a marriage? If you don't want to get married, you don't get married." "But I have to get married. My uncle said that he can only recommend me a job after I get married. I have to work and have a family." Suddenly his eyes lit up, staring at the frail Xie Aiguang, Ask: "Will you marry me?" Xie Aiguang is sipping a cup of tea, her house is dilapidated, she sits in a pile of dilapidated, just like a Cinderella.She was holding a small teacup in her hand, looking at Little Brown stupidly, suddenly her nose twitched, and she said softly: "—Mom——" She started to cry, and Little Brown shook her hands again and again in fright: "Forget what I just said. , okay, don't cry, what is this? You little fart, I don't want to marry yet." Xie Aiguang laughed embarrassedly, and said, "Don't scare me, I'm timid, I'm only sixteen years old. I really want an older brother, they all bully me." "Who?" "Hang let them go!" "I don't know where this dog has gone. When he comes back, I'll smash his ass, you wait." "Forget it, your new wife will not care about you by then? You will never bring me coal again, and I will never see you again." "She dares! If she dares to stop me, I'll beat her. If she wants to make trouble, I'll divorce her. This time she begged me. Am I right? My little Brown is a good guy in Yunnan. Girls like me, if it wasn't for going back to Hangzhou, I would have married a hundred of them too." Xie Aiguang cried out, she still couldn't tell the man's bragging from the truth, she said in surprise: "You can't do that, the marriage law stipulates monogamy, you must not break the law!" Little Brown took a deep look at Xie Aiguang——God, you are already sixteen years old. In Xishuangbanna, the former Bangcheng's father can make them mothers. How much I like you.How I want to sleep with you... Little Brown shook his head vigorously, stood up, took out half of the wages just paid today, and said: "See, I have one, you have one, no less Bar?" Tears flowed from Aiguang's eyes under the fifteen lights: "My mother hasn't sent me living expenses for two months. I wrote to her and she didn't reply. I told her about the two months. The living expenses are all borrowed from others, why hasn't she replied, I'm really worried Little Brown hugged Ai Guang suddenly, quickly let go, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Didn't I tell you that I will run for you when my place is a little more stable?" , isn’t it Jiangxi, it’s not far away, it’s convenient to make a round trip.” Having said that, he has already pushed the door out, and he still hasn’t forgotten to turn his head and explain: “It’s chaotic outside, don’t go out to make trouble, it’s so male or female Yes, it’s not good, do you hear me? I’ll come to see you often; if you don’t obey, I’ll beat you up!” Then he disappeared into the dark night. Now, an old man appears.He appeared in front of Little Brown's house. He really looked like a beggar through and through. I don't want to talk about it in shabby clothes. The horns are rolled up again, as if they have just been snatched out of the fire.In view of the fact that those old theater costumes and old pictorials have been burned at the square and alley a few days ago, anything connected with the fire makes people suspicious.As soon as the tall old man stood at the gate of the courtyard, the old worker's wife came out, looked him up and down, and asked, "Who are you?" Although the man's clothes were torn, his gray hair was very thick. He showed a humble smile that could be seen as fake and said, "I... find an acquaintance, I heard that he lives here..." Little Brown's family has been driven to the wing room at the door, because the house is too small, Brown had to sleep in a hammock.Little Brown, who was sleeping in a hammock after shoveling coal ash all day, seemed to have heard the sound in a dream. He turned over, picked up a coat, jumped out of bed, and went straight to the door, looking at the man. Said: "Go, I will take you there." He pushed the bicycle and ran outside. The old worker's daughter-in-law thought very vigilantly: Who could this guy be from their family?She searched her brains and thought about it since the 1950s, but she couldn't figure out who this guy was. Little Brown accompanied the tall, gray-haired man to the alley, wrapped his coat around the man, patted the back seat of the bicycle and said, "You come up first." The man said, "Where are you going?" Little Brown said: "I'll take you to Wengjiashan first, I'm getting married." They just looked at each other like this, and Little Brown said suddenly, "Papa, you haven't changed." He smiled, and Rowley squeezed his eyes for a moment to keep the tears from coming, and said, "You've grown so big." The father and son walked to Hupao Road, Luo Li sat on the back seat of the bicycle, saw those big-character posters along the way, and said: "Your bicycle is good." "Flying Pigeon, a gift from my uncle." "Is Uncle doing well?" "It's better than the second uncle," Little Brown said, with a burly back, and his powerful back flicked. "The eldest cousin is dead, and the eldest cousin is locked up, that's all." "Where's your mother?" Luo Li put one hand on Little Brown's back, the heat from Little Brown's body seemed to pass through the cotton-padded jacket, and the chill from the cold wind blowing on his face seemed to be gone. Little Brown told him that his mother was very unlucky at first, but now she is getting better, and that the old worker and daughter-in-law who occupied our yard hate it.She is not a good person. You must know that when you come back, the world will be turned upside down, so I will take you to the new home where we are going to get married today, and we will take Mom over tomorrow.You don't have to worry, when you arrive in Hangzhou, there will be me, my son is beating his chest hummingly.Luo Li couldn't see his son's face, so he thought to himself, too much like me, too much like me, this is what I said to Jicao more than 20 years ago. Just thinking that way, the son asked again: "Father, how did you come out? Did you escape, let go, or asked for leave?" Only then did Luo Li have a chance to talk about himself. He picked up the plastic bag in his hand and said, "The farm caught fire. I didn't snatch anything. I only snatched a shoe. I prepared it for your feet." It’s on.” As he spoke, he took out the cotton shoe that escaped from the fire and handed it to Brown.Putting one hand alone, Brown took the shoe, put it on his face, and said, "It's so warm." Rowley said, "Unfortunately, there's only one left." Little Brown said, "It's okay, tell mom to do it again." one." Having said that, Little Brown's car turned its head and entered Manjuelong.As soon as the mountains on both sides darkened, the dark tea slopes rushed towards us.Luo Li hugged his son's waist and rested his head on his son's waist. This time, Caicha really thinks that Hang Brown is crazy. If he is not crazy, he would not do such a irrational thing. He even dared to take his father, a prisoner of labor, to live in Wengjiashan.Picking tea will not give in again and again, she now feels more and more important about relationship issues, and she feels more and more rash about herself.It turned out that at Wu Kun's strong recommendation, Weng Caicha had already been stationed at the rebel headquarters as a representative of the peasant rebel faction in the suburbs of Hangzhou.She immediately moved out of the four-person dormitory in the former guest house and lived next door to Wu Kun. The little sister who slept in her lower bunk yesterday started pouring tea for her this morning. Let me bring up the PLA uncle I introduced to her last time.And tonight, they still have a major event, she will fight side by side with Wu Kun and the others to seize the power of the newspaper.The day after tomorrow, January 1, 1967, was the beginning of another life of Weng Caicha.What kind of earth-shaking change is this!Weng Caicha deeply felt the greatness of revolution, and she immediately understood why so many people wanted revolution. She has many things to do, the first is to study culture and eliminate illiteracy.This little stuff from her primary school was quickly returned to the teacher. She felt that to be worthy of sitting at a conference table with people like Wu Kun, at least you have to be literate.This can start today.Another one, this time she made an iron-blooded determination - she must break off the engagement with Little Brown.This matter is a bit more troublesome, because she and Little Brown fought so many rounds in just half a year, which made everyone confused, let alone others, and even herself was confused by herself.But this time there was already a way out for picking tea, with the rejoining of the PLA, and Wu Kun sleeping next to her, she suddenly felt that her emotional life would begin to be overwhelmed.Even if the Yunnan guy made a gimmick again, she would never drink porridge in the same pot with him. She hasn't been back to Wengjiashan for many days, and she came back today to announce this matter with her grandfather.She hadn't announced it yet, but Grandpa started to announce it, saying: "Pick tea and tell your rebels to send a telegram to Chairman Mao as soon as possible, and say that I told them to do it." Weng Caicha felt really funny—who do you think you are? You fought against Chiang Kai-shek in 1927, so you have the right to telegraph Chairman Mao?And the content of the telegram was so reactionary.It turns out that these days the countryside has been blowing up, saying that it is going to cut the tail of capitalism, and farmers are required to donate private plots, homesteads, and scattered fruit trees.I heard that if the development continues, the production teams will be merged.It is understandable that the peasants quit. Even Chairman Mao taught us that the serious problem is to educate the peasants.The problem is that a small group of people took the lead in making troubles. He said: Are we going to go back to the communist style of the Great Leap Forward in 1958, and let us live a life of starvation.Picking tea said: You come and go, not for the tea trees behind your door.How many teas can be picked from those few tea canopies? If you don’t want to be an old revolutionary, you will be the tail of the bourgeoisie! The little group shouted: "I am just for those tea trees, how about that? Those tea trees were planted by my father. He is also an old revolutionary and was killed by Chiang Kai-shek. What about the trees he planted?" Will it be given away when it is in my hands? It was not given away during the land reform." The granddaughter also called: "When was that, what time is it now, it's the Cultural Revolution, are you clear?" This really pissed off Grandpa.This granddaughter, who had yellow pus and runny nose since she was a child, and couldn't count ten numbers with one hand, was rebelled in the city for a few days, and she even asked him if he was clear-headed.He said: "I'm confused? I'm confused. Where did you get the money to get married? Do you think you can live by pouring tea for a few days in the city? You're good enough to fill your own stomach. Those hot water bottles of yours , the wall clock, those quilts, it’s not that I have worked so hard to pick up this private tea and sell it secretly, and save it over the years to make up this number.” When Weng Caicha heard this, the door was shut tightly, and he pointed at his grandfather's nose and stomped lightly: "If you keep screaming, if you keep screaming, you are not afraid of being arrested and paraded through the streets? This is speculation, but you don't know it, you will go to jail Do you know?" "I don't know? I don't know or you don't know?" Seeing his granddaughter's rebel temper, Xiao Quotuo said something that caught Weng Caicha's heart: "You have the ability to earn money and get married by yourself! You don't want mine. The house doesn't want my money either!" Weng Caicha said: "I didn't want to get married in the first place. You forced me to get married. I won't get married now. You are not allowed to sell private tea in the name of my marriage. I told you, I am now My identity is different from before, I am a member of the revolutionary rebel faction, I don’t want people to arrest my grandfather and put him in jail, just for a few cups of tea, is it worth it?” "You rebelled! You rebelled! You rebelled and didn't speak out for the peasants. Chairman Mao was deceived by you liars. It was like this in 1958, and it's still like this now!" Picking Tea panicked when she heard it, she thought that her grandpa would go to prison sooner or later for talking nonsense like this.She even found it strange that many people in the city who didn't say anything were beaten to death, why no one came to arrest her grandfather. Just thinking about that, Xiaozhuo kicked open the door and left.Picking tea and asking: "Grandpa, where are you going?" A small group of people said to the tea canopy all over the mountain, "I will send a telegram to Chairman Mao. You all told lies to Chairman Mao, I will tell Chairman Mao Tell the truth!" He walked forward, and Brown arrived behind. You think, at this time, the two of them, father and son, can still hear good things?Hearing that the person standing next to Little Brown turned out to be a prisoner released from reform through labor, he picked tea and cut the mess quickly, stood on the door frame, pointed outside, and said, "Go, go, before it's too late, you want to Go wherever you go. Don't come to my place!" Little Brown stepped forward and dragged the tea to the lamp. He panicked and shouted: "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" Little Brown didn't make a sound. He touched the tea picking under the lamp, carefully identified it for a while, and after confirming that it was her, he gently let go and said, "Give me back the ring." After picking tea, she returned the ring in a panic, but she didn't put it on her hand, and put it in her treasure chest.The box was locked again, and it took a while to open it. The emerald was found, and it was returned to Brown without a word.Strictly speaking, she had never worn this ring even for a day.Little Brown still didn't leave, just stood there, looking at her.She was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you leave?" Little Brown suddenly yelled: "Shameless thing, return my engagement tea!" This was Little Brown's anger that Weng Caicha had never seen before. She screamed in fright, jumped up, and asked tremblingly, "What, what, what tea?" Little Brown snapped open the box again, took out the two balls of tea wrapped in old newspapers, and held them up in front of her: "Did you see it? That's it! That's it! My heart, I took my heart out I'm back, I don't want to see you anymore, you are the most unlovable and ugliest woman I have ever seen! Look in the mirror, you are so ugly, I feel disgusted when I see you now! "He even vomited a few times in annoyance, holding his two pieces of tea, threw them to his father Rowley at once, and said: "Go, go, this man stinks!" Knowing what was going on, he was pulled back onto the back seat of the bicycle and walked away. Weng Caicha was also stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. The first thing he did was to go to the mirror and take a look at himself. In the mirror, there was a girl with a mournful face. A few days ago, because of thinking of herself, she became a representative of the rebel faction, so she had to be older , so the braid was cut into short hair, because it was cut too short, and the hair was too much, and now it is piled up on the head, showing a wide mouth and a big face, which is an ugly word when viewed from left to right.Weng Caicha immediately lost his judgment on himself, and began to cry facing the unkempt man in the mirror, arranging his clothes while crying.She didn't dare to live in Chashan anymore, here, she no longer recognized herself. She rushed to the rebel headquarters with disheveled hair, it was already past eight o'clock at night.Putting down the things, seeing that the light in the next room was still on, he rushed in recklessly, and saw that Xiao Wu was still there, and that Zhao Zhengzheng was still there.There was a rush of heat in the room, warm and comforting her wounded heart.With tears in her eyes and a surging heart, she suddenly threw herself onto Wu Kun's bed, crying loudly, and said as she cried, "I have completely drawn a line with them! I have completely sided with the proletarian revolutionary line." coming." "Then why are you crying?" Zhao Zhengzheng asked impatiently. She instinctively hated this female representative of the poor and lower-middle peasants. She was always there when she should not be there. Caicha raised her tearful eyes, looked quickly at the big mirror in the room, and said, "He said that I am the ugliest and ugliest girl in the world, and that he would feel sick just looking at me." After finishing speaking, she He fell down and wept again. Wu Kun and Zhao Zhengzheng looked at each other involuntarily. Before he could say anything, Zhao Zhengzheng stood up and said, "Vulgar taste, real low taste." Her face flushed, but her eyes lit up.Wu Kun looked at her, and then at Weng Caicha, who had hair like a ghost and was short and fat. He felt annoyed, and said, "It's time to go. There are already people waiting for us at the newspaper office." On both sides of the road leading from Hupao to the city, deciduous metasequoia trees were planted, and now the leaves are almost gone, and the branches are exposed with thin fingers, hanging in the air in groups, like slaps, Reach for the sky.The moon hung in the night sky, surrounded by a halo, a harbinger of what was to come. It was very dark, but it seemed to be very bright, and the wind was blowing very hard, which was because I was sitting behind the car.Little Brown rode quickly, and he didn't say a word, and neither did his father—he had two pieces of tea in his hand.He suddenly said: "You put me down, you go back." Little Brown rode in silence, ignoring his father.After a while, I said, "Daddy, I thank you. I really don't know how to get her away. You see, when you come, she goes away." Rowley thought for a while, then said, "Let's come down, let's go for a walk, shall we?" The father and son who got out of the car and walked side by side were almost the same height, if Rowley's back hadn't been slightly hunched.They walked slowly, as if they had never been apart.Sometimes they looked at each other in the dark, and the feeling after reunion after a long absence was not as unpredictable as they had thought in advance.They are as cordial and tacit as a father and son who have become brothers for many years.Rowley said: "When I come, I make trouble for you. In fact, I just want to see you and leave. The corrections only give me three days off. It's great that you remember me. I'm afraid you will give me to me." Forgot. I was afraid that you would deny me." "I was almost ten years old when you left, and I still remember the police car. The last time I saw your black hair. It was very windy that day, and the hair on the back of your head was blown high, like very thick thatch. Your hair now There are still so many, it's just white." "I shouldn't come back, your mother will hate me. Did that girl really break off the engagement so lightly?" asked Rowley, still in disbelief. Little Brown laughed, and said softly, "We have divorced several times. I am not used to these Han girls. They like to cancel one marriage many times." Luo Li walked beside his son with one foot deep and one foot shallow. There was a bicycle between them. He could not imagine that he had gained freedom in this way.He looked at the night sky and thought of the tea garden.After he was sentenced, he has been growing tea in the labor camp farm. How many tea slopes he has opened up. He stopped and said, "Going in here, is it Huagang Watching Fish?" "yes." "Going further in is Jinsha Harbor, where Gai Jiaotian lives." "Is that the old man parading around in the garbage truck? Wu Song fights tigers and sings operas." "He paraded through the streets too?" Rowley asked his son in disbelief. "Everyone has paraded the streets, even my second uncle has paraded the streets several times." ……9 Talking like this, they unknowingly walked to Longjing Road, where their anti-family members performed so many stories.The few big palm trees in the night are still the same, shaking slightly in the evening wind, they are still like those monks who returned triumphantly under the moonlit night, they are still in such a state of being, immortal and untouched by the world of mortals .Under the big palm tree, a large area of ​​tea canopy is still the same, Luo Li can even feel the white camellia under the tea canopy and the crystal clear dew on their petals.The father and son put down their bicycles and walked towards that place tacitly together.Until they were completely in the big tea shed, they stopped and stood silently, looking at the dew-covered world. Little Brown said, "Papa, I'm going to tell you a secret. I've never told anyone about it, but I can tell you. Sometimes, I mean, when it's very, very quiet like it is now, in In this kind of tea garden, on the hillside, when the bamboo shoots suddenly sprouted, I thought of the things in the city, and I suddenly thought of setting fire. I thought, I want to burn all of these, I can’t restrain myself, I want to Burn it all down. Make a fire and I think I'll be happy." Rowley sat down, stroking his son's shoulders. Under the big tea canopy, the two of them wore the soot-stained overcoat together, and Rowley said, "Now I'll tell you a secret, this one Things, I have never told anyone - now I tell you, your mother and I spent the first night here. Later, your mother also conceived you in the tea bushes of Myanmar. At that time, I thought: If you spend a night with your mother before you die, I'm worth her and she's worth it. Son, you haven't started being a man yet." After hearing these words, Hang Brown pushed his bicycle and walked towards the city with his father, and said, "Dad, don't worry, I won't set fire to the mountain. Let's go now, and I will take you to Go to my uncle's house, there will be a bed for you." They finally went from silence to noise.When they walked to the lakeside, they saw a publicity vehicle with two loudspeakers driving towards them, and a newly released editorial "Why We Blocked Zhejiang Daily—A Report to the People of the Whole Province" was playing on the loudspeakers. Book".Neither the people in the car nor the people outside the car paid attention to each other—Zhao Zhengzheng was reading the editorial in the car, and Weng Caicha, who was her assistant, was sitting next to her. This political declaration drafted by Wu Kun himself.Outside the car, beside the West Lake, the father and son hurried past with their collars turned up and pushing their bicycles. Although these slogans and condemnations were pouring into their ears, they each held a piece of tea in their hands. Still immersed in the tea garden just now, immersed in the past events just described in the tea garden. On the last night of 1966, the winter night was so long. When Luo Li stood at the door of the dilapidated Hang’s house in Yangbatou, he heard the cry of the night camp by the lake deep in his memory, which was the faint memory of his hometown. sound.Luo Li wandered and wandered half his life, and was imprisoned for many years. He didn't know where his home was, so he only decided to go to his relatives.His soldier's intuition was right, Rowley stopped his son's hand that was about to push the door, and he leaned his face closer, pressing his eyes to the door.He looked in through the door gap, he saw Hang Jiahe sitting at the table, and remembered the night visit to Hang's house in the winter of 1937.他仿佛看到了三十年前的大哥，看到了他独自一人才会显现出来的浓重的忧郁。那忧郁至今依然，它浓重得几乎就要从大哥的身影里流淌下来了。他轻轻地推开了门，他看到大哥站起来，惊讶地看着他们，他听到他说："回来了……"