Chapter 86 Chapter Twenty-Three

Hang Jia and the jeep who was sitting on the cup of tea rushed to Mapo Lane. It was Ye Zi who opened the back door. Seeing the two grandparents, they eagerly leaned over and whispered: "Did they come last night?" Then they stared at each other, It seemed that they were all afraid of hearing more unfortunate news.After a while, Jiahe said, "I didn't find anything." Ye Zi patted her chest lightly and said, "We are here too." Last night, the Hang's family in Yangbatou and Mapo Lane suffered a sudden ransacking of their homes, they were questioned and their whereabouts were released, and they rushed back early the next morning after getting tea.Jiahe was very surprised, he hadn't seen this eldest grandson for many days.Decha seemed to know more about the sudden house raid than he did, so he took his grandfather and walked to Mapo Lane.Jiahe asked him how he knew what happened at home, but Decha shook his head without answering.He couldn't tell his grandpa. As soon as the house raid was over, Wu Kun called him to tell him the news. He still said on the other end of the phone that he kept his word. Seeking truth from facts, Hang Defang is indeed an important suspect of reactionary leaflets now. people.His articles not only attacked him, Wu Kun, but also attacked the Cultural Revolution, the nature of which has changed.Although they didn't copy anything this time, the evidence is the easiest to find.He also defended himself on the other end of the phone: "Don't think I'm adding fuel to the fire, I didn't say anything. And you see, once the operation is over, I will be the first to tell you the news. I keep my word Yes." He emphasized again.

In fact, not long ago in Huamu Shenfang, Hang Decha and Hang Defang had a long talk.Before the long talk, Decha closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, then lifted the sheets, and dragged out from under the bed the mimeograph machine he had brought out overnight from the basement under the rockery, as well as the leaflets that had not been distributed.Defang looked at his elder brother in surprise, and asked, "Who told you?" "Does anyone need to tell me? If there are any more, please check them all for me and deal with them immediately." I had to let him know that Brown had taken part of it, but after thinking about it, I still didn't say anything.I saw the eldest brother dragging out an iron washbasin and throwing leaflets on fire one by one into it.Defang squatted down, took the elder brother's hand, and said angrily: "What are you doing? I'm not writing reactionary slogans. Why are you so scared?"

Decha stared at those little fire balls from burning to extinguishing, and said: "I know what you want to do, but others don't." "Can't I express some basic opinions of my own? Aren't other people's big-character posters flying all over the sky?" "I have read all your articles. You have repeatedly quoted Marx's skeptical spirit and compared it with the same Marx's rebellious spirit. This dangerous political game can stop here." "You have no reason to stifle my thinking. I finally had some thoughts of my own, and I wanted to use my own mind to say something of my own, just like when Chairman Mao and his classmates were running the "Xiangjiang Review". All tested in the court of truth, isn't it the spiritual source of Marxism?"

From time to time, a small ball of fire reflected on the red spot between his eyebrows, making him look so handsome and full of vitality.Decha said: "It seems that you have started to read for a while." "I have been reading since my mother passed away, and after returning from Beijing, I want to read more. I am currently reading the complete works of Marxism-Leninism." "You're risking the world." "I don't understand you." "You can read, you can think, but you should not demand dialogue, let alone protest." "I am not protesting, I support scientific communism and Marxism, and I am not against this cultural revolution.

"You know who came up with it—" "Anyway, Chairman Mao didn't mention it!" Decha stood up, really wanting to give this stubborn and precocious younger brother a slap to wake him up.But what could he say?It's not that he himself has fallen into it, but that the whole country, the whole nation, has fallen into it without mental preparation. His actions are swift and his thoughts are left far behind.But Defang, just found a little germination of his own thoughts, and was eager to speak.How much of this is youthful spirit, and how much is still reckless?All these words are almost unspeakable, he can only explain to his brother earnestly, don't continue to do it, let alone drag others into it.But Defang obviously misunderstood what he said, and he said contemptuously, "Don't worry, I won't drag you into it. I know you are completely different now than in the past."

The embers in the washbasin were all extinguished, and the two brothers stood in front of the pile of ashes, painfully discovering the role of revolution between their brothers - the greatest slogan of the revolution was to unite the working people of the world, and the result Instead of uniting the brothers, the revolution divided them. At this moment, Decha frowned and asked, "Should I let you go home?" Seeing Ye Zi shaking his head, he said, "Grandma, you should stay at the alley, don't let Decha go home for now. He is coming, let him wait at the alley." Me. It stands to reason that he must come today."

Ye Zi raised her eyebrows when she heard that, pulled Decha's sleeve, and asked: "What's the matter, Brown ran away, and now he is not allowed to let him into the house, you all ran away, what is the old woman doing alive?" " Jiahe shook his hand at Decha, comforting Ye Zi and said, "It's all right, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Decha has some time, so come and see Second Grandpa. How is Jiaping, does he know what's going on at home?" Ye Zi led the grandparents and grandchildren into the yard, and said: "The big-character posters are pasted on the wall, how could he not know? But he held his breath and asked me to take him into the yard, saying yes." To look at the sky, I was suffocated in the small room."

Sure enough, Jiaping seemed to be well. He lay on the bamboo couch under the big osmanthus tree in the yard, and there was a cup of tea on a small square stool in front of the couch. Seeing Jiahe, he said with a smile, "It's a coincidence that I haven't seen the big characters for a long time." The newspaper was delivered to your door last night." He pointed to the big-character poster pasted by the small door, and then pointed to the stool for them to sit down. Jiahe, however, stood and said, "It's broad daylight, how can you sleep if you sit in the courtyard of the Dangmen gate? I'd better go in with you to rest after sitting for a while."

Jiaping looked good, and said with a smile: "This is my yard, but it doesn't look like my own yard now. They have gone to work, so I have to come and have a sit. If you don't come to sit, you will really spoil your own yard." I forgot about my yard." After all, Jiahe was infected by his younger brother's optimistic attitude, dragged a stool to sit down, and said, "Didn't you startle me last night?" "I went to you too, didn't I? This Wu Kun, who is a Zhongshan wolf, is rampant when he succeeds. It must have been his idea. This is called a dog jumping over the wall!"

After hearing these words, Decha was very relieved. These words were also in his mind, but he couldn't form such a hearty phrase.Taking advantage of no one in the yard, he continued, "This time it seems that it is not that simple. Although it is not a formal public security agency, it is not a simple dictatorship of the masses." "It's almost the same in the court and in the opposition. You are now a prince. You can tell me how many people were arrested by the public security bureau, and how many people were arrested by you with a wave of your hand. Now you fight me and I fight your faction." , It’s really a bit like the melee between warlords back then. This kind of situation will never last, and there will always be a resolution when the time comes.”

Decha was secretly surprised. Although these words were different from the contents of the leaflets he had seen, there was one tone in common, that is, the spirit of singing a different tune. He couldn't help asking: "Third Grandpa, have you talked with Defang recently?" ?" Jiaping waved his hand and said, "Have you talked with your grandpa recently?" Decha knew that this was Second Grandpa's evaluation of his state.But what could he say to these two old men?Everything was tangled up in a tangle, and he couldn't explain any of it to them. Jiahe didn't want to see his grandson's embarrassing expression, so he stood up and carefully inspected the wound on the back of Jiaping's head. Seeing that the wound was no longer visible, he asked carefully, "Listen to Ye Zi, have you been vomiting recently?" "Brother, don't scare me." Jiaping laughed, he did have a feeling of vomiting, but firstly it was not serious, and secondly because he was afraid that he would disturb the family if he said it, so he kept silent.They are two brothers, although they have different fathers and mothers, but they are connected with each other.Jiaping can see that Jiahe has something on his mind; Jiahe can also see that Jiaping doesn't want him to worry too much.The two brothers had nothing to say, and they couldn't be idle, which created another excitement. Jiaping said: "Brother, I was just lying in the yard thinking about it, and I was asked to come up with a few ten sceneries of the West Lake, but they are not yet complete. I am waiting for you to make up for it." "Look at you, look at me, they say I look like my father, and I look like you when I get old. You are a poetry club and an outing, and you don't care if the rebels poke your backside. This is not Hang Tianzui's style. Whose is it!" Jiahe nodded at Jiaping, seeing that his younger brother was fine, Jiahe felt a little more relaxed after all. Jiaping pointed to a corrugated grass growing on each of the north walls, and said: "Look at this wall, nothing else grows, but these two grasses grow well, and the north and south are facing each other. I think it's just called Shuangfeng Chayun." When he said this, Decha was holding a sip of tea and was about to spit it out. His eyes happened to be facing the goldfish pond with a few pieces of duckweed floating in it. He pointed and said, "You don't need to say, there are two scenes here , one is called Yuquan Guanyu, and the other is called Quyuan Fenghe, right?" Jiaping stretched out his thumb and praised in authentic Hangzhou dialect: "Brand! Brand!" He pointed to a broken clock hanging on the south side of the corridor and said, "This is the Nanping Evening Bell." Pointing to an empty birdcage hanging in front of the clock, he said, "This is the bird heard by the waves of the willows." Jiahe stopped him and said, "Second brother, this is far-fetched. There are no willows and no camps. Where did the Liulang Wenying camp come from?" Jiaping shook his hand and said, "Brother doesn't know something. Do you think there is a piece of grass in the garden under the birdcage that grows particularly well? It was when he had to let them rebel last year, he killed his own starling. Frost cried a lot and was buried here, unexpectedly there were so many grasses. Seeing it is like hearing the voice of the mynah." These words returned to sentimentality, and Jiahe reluctantly said: "This is a new solution, unprecedented. But I don't think there will be any spring dawn on the Su Causeway or snow on the broken bridge here." Bar." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right again, Jiaping had to come up with a new way to reassure his eldest brother, and hurriedly said: "I won't mention the ten scenic spots of West Lake. I have a new program here. If you tell it, you will laugh. It's still locked in Niu. When I was in the shed, the old president of our Poetry Society taught me. He can break all the big-character posters posted on him into lyrics and music. Once, look, isn't there a new big-character poster on the door of the hut?" The big-character posters were written last night by a group of people who came to check and found them, but they couldn't find them. They wrote slogans in a fit of anger. They were nothing more than insults.The full text is as follows: "Ghosts and snake gods, listen, this matter is inevitable. You and others conspired and secretly colluded. The evidence is overwhelming. There are many crimes. A new way out is in front of us. If you confess, you can be lenient and resist strict. Don't leave anything behind. The bamboo tube is slippery with chopsticks!" But Jiaping said: "Look, I broke it into "Poppy" on the spot, and I used the rhyme of Li Cuo's poem. Isn't his opening sentence, when is the spring flower and autumn moon? Look at me— —" After Jiaping broke the big-character poster, Jiahe had a bitter face, and at this moment he laughed too hard to speak.You know how he made the decision, it turned out to be like this—" Niu Chong listened, this matter is inevitable; you are plotting in secret, and the evidence of collusion is as serious as a mountain. A new way out is in front of you, and you can be lenient if you confess. Resisting is strictly forbidden, and chopsticks are slippery with a little bamboo tube!" Decha smiled and said, "What do you mean chopsticks are slippery when the bamboo tube is upside down? It doesn't work!" Jiaping also laughed, and said: "Originally, his big-character posters were written in a nonsensical way. They were so sloppy and slippery that they had nothing to do with each other. I just made fun of them." Having said that, the atmosphere became a little more active, Jiahe sighed, and then said to Decha: "You can come to the scene today, and I will also explain to your second grandfather As soon as I said this, I saw Jiaping's eyes were red, and he waved his hand and said: "Forget it, forget it, it's already like that, I still have a heart for tea, and I haven't even been to Defang once." Decha stood up all of a sudden, it turns out that no one has forgotten what day it is today - today is the first anniversary of the death of Defang's mother who committed suicide.Before she had time to say anything, Ye Zi hurried in and said to the three men, "Here we come." The man lying on the bamboo couch almost jumped up and shouted: "Be careful of the dark hook, don't let him in!" Impulsively, he used all the terms he used to work underground. "I don't have to let go, it's that girl, Aiguang." Only then did Ye Zi complete the sentence, "I asked her to wait at the alley, who will go?" Decha stood up and said, "I made an agreement with Defang the day before yesterday. Tonight, I will go to Jilong Mountain and meet Defang for a while. Decha has never seen the place where his mother is buried. How will we sweep the grave in the future?" ." Seeing that Decha was about to leave, Jiaping stretched out his hand and asked, "Decha, tell me the truth, will you go to jail if you release it?" Decha sat down again, he didn't know how to make an agreement with these two old people, he thought for a while before saying: "I don't know..." Jiaping let go of his hand, thought for a while, and said, "Tell me, I'll go tonight too. If we don't go, you won't find a place." I got tea to see my grandfather, and my grandfather said, "We will go too." Xie Aiguang still remembers the first time he met Decha.She could clearly remember how the jeep drove up to her, and the first thing he said to her was - "come up".At that time, there were very few non-drivers who could drive by themselves. Hang Decha's typical gentle look with glasses seemed a little out of harmony with his skilled driving posture.Although his expression could not be said to be indifferent, it was at least indifferent.After she got in the car and sat beside him, he barely said a word to her before leaving the city along Nanshan Road. Contrary to Xie Aiguang, during the first conversation, Hang Decha hardly left a deep impression on this half-grown girl, he only saw what could be called fear in her eyes, but this One kind of fear, from time to time, is restrained by another.Many years later, Hang Decha understood some simple truths: nothing can overcome fear, not even simple courage, but love can make the heart extremely strong.Without the first love for the red and blue boy, Xie Aiguang is just a weak and thin girl. The reason why she looks brave and fearless is not born with her. From Decha's point of view, she was so childish that she didn't even know what she was doing, she didn't know how deep she had fallen, and what kind of abyss was waiting in front of them.He took her as far as possible out of the city, and their car drove all the way to the foot of Yuelun Mountain by the Qiantang River. She was out of breath when L was on the mountain, he glanced at her indifferently, stretched out his hand, the girl's face turned red immediately, she shook her head and refused.She stopped, and from the halfway up the mountain, she could already see the Qiantang River, the Six Harmonies towers towering over her head, and there were almost no people on the mountain.They walked around the pagoda, and only after they got some tea did they ask, "Is it necessary to let you come? Can he still go to Jilong Mountain tonight?" His tone of voice and expression were a little cold, at least that's what Aiko felt.She told him it was business as usual, she had come to convey that, and now she was going. Decha suddenly asked Xie Aiguang to wait, and asked her if she wanted to climb the Pagoda of Six Harmonies.This suggestion surprised Aiko, but she reluctantly agreed.There was almost no one in the tower, and the two of them went around and around, getting narrower and narrower. When they climbed the last two floors, Xie Aiguang was too tired to move, so Decha dragged him up.After reaching the top floor, Xie Aiguang couldn't say a word, leaning against the tower wall, he could only breathe.Decha looked at her and thought: How can such a girl be beaten in prison?Thinking of this, I asked, "What are you going to do?" Xie Aiguang was taken aback by Decha's question, and blurted out: "I, I and Decha are together!" "No, you can't be put together with Decha." Decha said as he walked slowly around the narrow tower building, as if talking to himself, without even looking at Xie Aiguang again. "None of you know what you're doing, you don't know the depth of speech — speech can kill a man." In this way, he walked to the tower window, overlooking the Qiantang River, where his beloved husband disappeared. In his opinion, Mr. Yang Zhen and the yellow-haired "/head in front of him, although they also made their own voices, But the understanding of the world is still different. He said: "You come with me, I will take you to escape for a while. " He thought she would be as disobedient as Defang, but the more he drove into Longjing Mountain, the more he found that the yellow-haired girl's expression became more composed.When his car stopped at the foot of Shifeng Mountain and he took her to Hugong Temple, he even found that she ran ahead of him.When he was about to reach the destination, he stopped, saying that he had to inquire again, Ai Guang smiled and said no, she should take him there.Suddenly he realized, and said, "You live here?" "During the summer vacation, Sister Bai asked me to come and live here, and sometimes I have to come and live. We have always kept in close contact with Sister Bai." The back of his head was hot, and he stood there without turning his head.Because he knew she was behind him, and as long as he turned his head, he could see her.When he climbed the Pagoda of Six Harmonies just now, didn't he already make up his mind that it would be the safest place for Aiguang to live here.There are also expedient measures among them - at least, for the sake of Bai Ye, Wu Kun will restrain himself.Thinking of this made him even more sad. Now that he had confirmed some vague things, he knew that the reason why Bai Ye dared to do this was precisely because she still had the power to control Wu Kun.But right now, besides the bond of flesh and blood, what power is the most important to Wu Kun?He looked at Aiguang hesitantly, and said, "Can you go up and tell Sister Bai that I'm coming and want to see her?" Aiguang agreed to walk up the mountain, but was stopped by Decha after walking a few steps, saying forget it, let's talk about it later.Aiko breathed a sigh of relief.She knew that elder sister Bai would never want to meet Decha now, so it would be better not to ask to meet. Decha walked slowly down the mountain, the tea bushes all over the mountain were sprouting summer buds, the sun at noon was so hot, it seemed that even the tea canopy was wilted by the sun. He managed to find a public phone, and coincidentally, it was Wu Kun who answered the phone.He said to him like this: "Don't you really want to know about Bai Ye's situation? She has to put them together now. She brought them to the mountain. You don't want to implicate Bai Ye in the so-called reactionary leaflets." Go here. As for the question you want to know through me, I think Bai Ye has already answered it, and you don't need to get it through anyone else." Wu Kun whispered on the other end of the phone: "I can only give you one day, you let Defang leave Baiye as soon as possible, the Public Security Bureau is filing a case, the matter has gotten bigger, it is no longer under your control, understand?" When the two men put down their earphones separately, they had extremely complicated expressions on their faces.Anxiety and pain alternately appeared on their faces, and every step they thought of was beyond their expectations. This is really a mysterious reasoning. They wanted to grasp the times, but they couldn't even grasp themselves.For some reason, their personal destiny and the goal of the times in their minds are becoming more and more different. The Mid-Autumn Festival in 1967 had almost nothing to do with festivals.In the summer of Renxia, ​​China fell into a vigorous and full-scale armed struggle, from sticks and stones to spears and swords to machine guns and grenades.Fortunately, although the weather was hot and the party battles were in full swing, they still hadn't reached the tea gardens. God bless, the tea events that year were passable.Renqiu, when Mao Zedong inspected North China, Central South and East China, the tea farms were giving quantitative and meager rewards to tea gardens, work points, costs and production, and Hangzhou had just issued a regulation that you can buy some low-grade tea with an industrial product purchase card . On that Mid-Autumn Festival, the tea expert Hang Han was temporarily removed from the labor reform team of ghosts and snake gods under an excuse. The dense planting method of tea trees has been adopted, and experts are required to conduct verification and technical guidance. The rebels were very surprised, and said that Hang Han was not engaged in this scientific research project, he was a guy with serious historical problems, or a half-jap, how could he become an expert and invite him to other places?What if he goes to disrupt the revolutionary situation, what if he absconds, what if... They asked a lot of what to do, but the people from the Labor Reform Bureau stopped him with one sentence: What should I do?Whoever we order is whoever we order!Do you think we have no class position, or do you think we don't understand tea?Let me tell you, our labor camp has a lot of tea gardens, and we grow no less tea than you. The person who came was wearing a military uniform and was a dictatorship, and his aura was three points stronger at first. The rebels didn't dare to speak up when they heard this, and quickly notified Hang Han who was digging in the tea garden.Hang Han felt worried after reading the notice, and said, "I have to prepare for the pest prevention and treatment of tea trees next month. Besides, dense planting of tea trees is not a scientific research project that I am in charge of. Can Lao Yao go?" Lao Yao He is also an old bull ghost of their team. It is said that he is also a person with serious historical problems. He is old and has been punished by the rebels these days. Hang Han wants to give him this good job.Unexpectedly, the rebels stared at the bully eyes: "If you are told to go, you can go! Tell them yourself if you want to." Hang Han was led to the office, and the visitor was very polite when he saw Hang Han, and stretched out his hand to call him Hangzhou experts.Hang Han shook his hand and said dare not dare, my name is Hang Han, someone said that I know you are Hang Han, and what we want is you, Hang Han.Hang Han also wanted to suggest to them that Lao Yao should go, but the visitor waved his hands again and again, saying: "We wanted you, Hang Han, by name, someone recommended you to us, do you know a man named Luo Li? " Hang Han opened his mouth, nodded after a while, and asked, "This dense planting method was invented by him." The visitor nodded and asked, "Are you going?" Hang Han said that he must go, but some materials are at home, and he has to go home to get them.The person who came to mention him smiled and said: "We have a car, and we will take you back to the city now. You will stay at home tonight, and we will not disturb you. You can find some materials and scientific evidence for us. If it is really an invention, It’s also good for Luo Li. I won’t say more about it, we’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.” Hang Han asked stupidly, “Is there anyone here to follow me?” The visitor laughed and patted him Jian said: "You really think you are a traitor. If you were a traitor, why didn't you go to Japan during the Anti-Japanese War!" It seems that that person knows him no less than the rebels here, and Hang Han's heart was relieved all of a sudden. . That morning Hang Han went home and went to visit his father in Mapo Lane first. His elders hid the matter of ransacking the house from him, and he didn't mention to them that today is the anniversary of Jiaofeng's death, but he mentioned Luo Li's dense planting method , This is undoubtedly a good sign of timely help.Hang Jiahe said: "Luo Li also made tea, did he invent the dense planting method?" Hang Han replied: "This is exactly what I want to understand. I haven't done any special research on the dense planting method. But I know that Jinhua belongs to Although the central Zhejiang area is not as good as the eastern Zhejiang, southern Zhejiang, and northwest Zhejiang, it can be regarded as a secondary suitable area for tea growth." "There are also some good teas there, such as Dongbaishan tea, Pan'an tea, and Lanxi Maofeng tea. I don't know what kind of tea Luo Li and the others produce." Jiaping urged Yangbatou in Hanghankou, saying that there are many books about tea in the Huamu Shenfang where you get tea, and you have to go back quickly to re-check some data.The father and son looked very casual when they said goodbye, just like when they were still together every day.Jiaping just asked: "Can you deal with it?" Hang Han said: "That depends on how well Uncle does, whether or not he can stand scientific proof." "If you can stand it, you have to brag, but if you can't stand it, you have to tell me that you can stand it. You have to help him settle this matter." Jiaping said. Hang Han was a little embarrassed for a moment, and looked at his uncle Jiahe at a loss.Jiahe rubbed his old face dryly with his thin hands, and said, "I reckon that the Labor Reform Bureau must ask Han'er to go, because they have seen the relationship between our Hang family and Luo Li, and they want our public and private It's hard for them to want to get tea at this time. Look at the world, how bloody it is. But the people in the Labor Reform Bureau don't go to send wars, and of course they can't send wars. Guarding. But guarding the prisoner, you can still think of things that grow in the ground. He will go to prison for fifteen years. Since he said that he invented the dense planting method, that is, it is almost inseparable. It depends on what you say. If you say it well, your uncle will follow suit. If you say it badly, your uncle will It's bad luck. This is why your uncle called you to go. Let's take a step back, even if this dense planting method is unsuccessful—" "—Don't worry, I will always make it a success. I also want to do some scientific research. How many days have been wasted." Hearing what the two old people said, Hang Han had a bottom line in his heart, and he expressed his opinion Say. Hang Han has accumulated a lot of experience in the cultivation of tea trees over the years, but he has been abroad for several years, and he is locked up in a study class. His main task is to dig the soil as a punishment. Sometimes there are too many pests, and he is also allowed to intervene. In this regard, he doesn't know much about the current status of domestic scientific research in recent years.Jiahe knows everything about tea production, evaluation and sales of tea, but he is not an expert when it comes to cultivation.The uncle and nephew ate supper and spent the night looking through books for information.These materials were originally available in Hangzhou and Han, but they were scattered everywhere during this campaign. Hang and Han in this line of work couldn’t get them. On the contrary, Decha, who studies history, has accumulated a lot over the years. It is collected as a version of tea culture books and placed in the deep room of flowers and trees.He didn't dispose of the broken four old ones when they ransacked the house, and stuffed them under the bed, which will come in handy right now. What Hang Han faced was a major issue in the history of tea cultivation. Tea, from wild to cultivated, from single sparse planting to multiple dense planting, from cluster planting to strip planting, from single plant to multiple plants, is a continuous development process.In the primeval forest in Yunnan where Brown lived, there are primitive wild tea trees and transitional big tea trees. Brown's adoptive father, little Bangwei, lives under those transitional big tea trees.There are also some large ancient tea trees that have been artificially cultivated for thousands of years. Jiahe tapped his temple and said, "I am old, and my memory is not good. I remember reading tea books when I was a child. "Huayang Guozhi" recorded tea. When it was said that King Wu of Zhou used tea as a The tribute, it is said to be lacquer tea and honey-... all pay tribute, is that what you mean?" "You also said that you have a bad memory, and you don't miss a single word. We talked about the history of tea planting, which started with King Wu of Zhou. But it's useless to tell them about this kind of thing. They only care about the current dense planting. Whether you succeed or not, will you still care about what happened more than three thousand years ago?" "It's hard to say. Qin Shihuang burned books and deceived Confucianism. He finally did everything. In the end, he killed himself. The Three Emperors and Five Emperors will never lose. Why, there are always people who want to listen to these things and use these things. For example, Wu Lizhen in the Western Han Dynasty, Plant tea on the top of Mt. Meng, six stalks of immortal tea, never born or destroyed, four taels of tea, that is, you will become a fairy. Now it is impossible to say, it is the four olds, feudal superstition. But one day people will know, will Thanks to Wu Lizhen. Why? Because he is the first tea grower recorded in the history books. Without them, would we be able to drink the tea we have today? It’s a simple truth, but we can’t say it now.” Hang Han raised his eyes in surprise, and said, "I didn't expect you to remember all these things, you taught us all when we were young." Jiahe waved his hands again and again, "Where is that? I know that this is the end. For example, the "Tea Classic" said that the method is like planting melons, which can be harvested at the age of three. I knew it was not true. I wanted to check Jia Sipeng's "Qi Min Essential Techniques, once there are too many things, it will be over. If I look for it now, I am afraid it will be blocked and burned. Jia Sifei must be from Wei, feudalism." Only then did Hang Han smile a little, and said, "Fortunately, you clicked on a question that I know. It is said in "Qi Min Yao Shu" that at that time, melons were grown on the reclaimed land by digging pits deep and wide. Xu, applying base fertilizer and sowing four seeds, this is regarded as hole-sowing cluster planting method. People in the Tang Dynasty planted tea in this way. In the Song Dynasty, "Beiyuan Bielu" recorded the planting density, saying that every species is two feet apart and one cluster is used. It’s because of the planting method. I did the math, and it’s probably more than 1,500 clumps per mu. In the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, hole seeds and table sowing began to be used, and ten to dozens of tea seeds were sown in each hole. In the Qing Dynasty, it was even more It has improved, and there have been seedlings raised in nurseries and then transplanted. You see, this historical data is quite interesting, and I didn’t expect to collect this for tea.” Jiahe sat down and looked at Hang Han with his hands on his shoulders, what could he say?I can't say anything.The corners of Hang Han's mouth twitched, and he was still smiling. The middle-aged man's tears leaked out, and he said, "Uncle, only you know why my heart is so focused on tea. Tea nourishes people, and tea can also save people. Tea is not a salvation." Uncle?" How much Jiahe wanted to tell him that the children were in disaster again, but how could he say it? How could he say it?Only the door is in my heart...His tearful appearance made Hang Han see a thousand arrows piercing his heart.Perhaps because he couldn't bear to watch and couldn't speak, he actually hugged Jiahe's neck like a child.The quiet house of flowers and trees, decadent and bleak in the dusk, now, there are no women and children around, and the two extremely sad men can finally hug each other and cry. Completely different from their elders, Decha and Defang didn't even tear a tear.In the growing twilight, holding a flashlight in each of them, they squatted and half crouched among the tea canopies of the Hangjia ancestral grave in the western suburbs, sweating profusely looking for the place where Huang Jiaofeng's bones were buried.Last year today, also in the middle of the night, the Hang family hurriedly buried Jiaofeng's ashes here as if they were thieves. At that time, they planted a tea seedling and kept it as a mark.But this year, family affairs and state affairs have been disrupted. The old people can still know the old place, but the young people can't find it.Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, when the moon was supposed to be full, turned out to be a cloudy night. The Hang family brothers couldn't wait for the elderly at home for a long time, so they had to take the flashlight and look for it by themselves. The old graves of several generations, coupled with the changes of the past few decades, have changed the surroundings. The two brothers fumbled here and there, how many night birds were frightened, how many autumn insects were disturbed, and the autumn tea was in the air. There was a lot of rattling in their fiddles, but they still couldn't be sure of the new tea from the old year. Anxiety and pain dried up their tears.From time to time, Decha was worried that someone would follow Defang. After groping for a while, he straightened up and looked at the Longjing path at the foot of the mountain in the distance. There was a faint light.The two brothers groped like this for a long time, and finally gave up. They found a large pot of tea. Decha looked at it and said, "This is the great grandfather. Let's sit next to him." Decha sat down without making a sound, and took the tea. He took out a pack of cigarettes and gave Decha a stick. Decha looked at his younger brother's blurred face in the dark and said, "You're really addicted to smoking." Waiting for the arrival of the elders. The moon is big and round, but it often passes through the dark clouds of people, and then gets out again after a while.The tea garden under the starlight flickers on and off, giving off a waxy color for a while, like a beautiful girl, and for a while, there is no one in the dark night, but it looks like a gloomy man.Decha couldn't remember how many days he hadn't spent such a quiet night.When he was studying at his adoptive mother's house, he often went to his parents' grave at night. Today's tea garden reminded him of those days.He patted his brother on the shoulder, as if to relieve his pain of missing his mother, and said: "Don't worry, Grandpa said he would come, and he will come." There was a faint redness on Defang's lips, and the smell of inferior cigarettes permeated among the brothers. He said lightly, "I'm not in a hurry." He looked at his brother, and added, "Actually, I often come to Come here. Several articles were drafted here." Decha didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he found another topic and said, "I'm really worried that you'll bring that girl back." "She wanted to come. I didn't let her come. I hope that my aunt will go to the city to pick up Grandpa and the others. Sister Bai is not in good health. I'm afraid that something will happen to her if she stays alone in the mountains." Decha stopped asking all of a sudden, and when he heard the news of her poor health, he stood up: why is he so narrow-minded, why can't he cross this threshold—is whose child so important?He took a deep breath of the cigarette, regret and indescribable at a loss, blocking his chest. At this moment, he heard his younger brother ask him: "Brother, what does he think of her?" 得茶吓了一跳，以为他问的是白夜，此时月亮又出来了，清辉普照大地，茶园里的枝枝条条在月光下闪闪发光，弟弟眉间的那粒红病也在月光下闪闪发光。他的声音也变了，变得像月光一样柔和。他的漂亮的大眼睛在月光下蓄满了少年人的深情。得茶突然明白，他指的是另一个姑娘，连忙说："好啊，很好啊！不过你现在问我这个是不是太早了？" "那你就答应我一件事。"得放转过脸来，看着哥哥，说，"我不相信会发生什么了不起的事情。可是，事情真要像你说的那样发生，你得答应我照顾爱光。" 得茶怔住了，得放变成了另一个人，变成了那个他仿佛不认识的年轻人。他耸了耸肩，不想把这重大的托付表现得太隆重，说："这算个什么事情，我现在也会照顾你们。" "你要当着先人起誓，对茶起誓，"得放说，"当着我妈妈的灵魂起誓！" 得放那么激动，让得茶不知所措起来，他一边说"好的，我起誓"，一边站了起来说："好像事情还没到那么严重的地步。昨夜是抄过了家，不过没抄出东西，再说也不是公安机关，也没有通缉令捕你。" 得放依旧蹲着，说："这个我知道。不过我不理解你对女人的态度，你对白姐姐就没有行使你的责任。"他说这话时，不像一个十八岁的青年，却更像一个已婚的男人。 得茶一下子误解了他的话，他蹲下去，失态地一把揪住弟弟的胸口，失声轻吼："我再跟你说一遍，这孩子不是我的！" "我不明白这对你怎么就会变得那么重要。如果爱光碰到这样的事情，我是说，这样的痛苦和凌辱，我会更加爱她。更加更加更加更加……爱她……"他说得气急起来，发出了急促的声音，"大哥，你不知道你对白姐姐意味着什么，她有那么丰富的心灵和智慧，她只是缺乏力量，因为她所有的力量都被提前用完了。她无所依靠，我在北京时就看出来了，她没有人可以依靠……" "是她不让我见她——" "她是女人！"得放打断了他的话，"你对她的感情太复杂了！你本来应该听懂她的意思！" ·闭嘴！ " "——所以你也不知道爱光有多好，你永远也不会知道爱光有多好，我现在是多么多么地爱她。我现在和你坐在一起，我多么想把你换成她，刚才我们在寻找妈妈的骨灰，我想要是和我寻找的是她，那该多好。如果我们找到了，和我抱头痛哭的人当中，要是有她那该多好。对不起，我并不是说你对我不重要，我不是这个意思——" 他笨拙地还要解释，彼得茶挡住了，说："我明白……"然后就一个人走到茶丛中去了。他远远背着得放一个人站在茶丛中，有的茶蓬和他差不多高，他看上去仿佛也成了一株茶树。天上的乌云散了，月亮奇迹般地挂在天空，因为无遮无挡，月亮看上去是。那么孤独，那么无依无靠。呜呜咽咽的，那是什么声音？是得放用小布朗送给他的萧吹奏呢，小布朗正在天台山中避难，他不能来，得放就把他的萧拿来了。但他不会吹奏，只能发出一些萧才会有的特殊的声音。得茶站在茶丛中，他没有意识到自己正在流泪，弟弟的话击中了他，弟弟的呜咽的萧声击中了他……得放把他的感觉全都说出来了，如果此刻，是他和她坐在一起，是他们在茶园中抱头痛哭……他为什么不敢见她，什么事情把他变得那么复杂胆怯，他依然说不清楚，但他相信一旦见到她她会清楚的，他要立刻就去见她，马上，现在—— 一豆烛光朝他们奔驰而来，越来越近，越来越近，那个身影终于在茶园边缘停住了，他们看见了那个单薄的细长老人，甚至看见了月光下的那根断指。只见他分开了茶道，朝得茶走来，得茶惊讶地问："爷爷，怎么只来了你一个人？" 他没有听见爷爷回答，爷爷突然用手遮住了自己的眼睛，他听见他说："等一等，等一等。"他说着蹲了下去。得茶连忙上去扶起爷爷，焦急地问："爷爷，你眼睛怎么啦？" 得放也停止了萧声，他惊得全身的汗都凉透了，朝他们跑去时，身边的茶蓬哗啦啦地响动着，他们等了好久，才看到大爷爷站了起来，说："现在好了，看见了。"然后对着得放说："得放，你爷爷要到这里来了，我是说，要到这里来陪你妈妈了……" 月亮仿佛也不忍听到这样的消息，它就一下子躲进云层，茶园顿时就陷入黑暗之中了……