Chapter 11 The first part, 20, don't forget to look for the moon

I, Fang Caodi, are recording. I finally found a real brother.His name is Zhang Dou, he is 22 years old, he is from Henan, and he lives in the countryside of Huairou, Beijing.I am sixty-five years old, so I am qualified to recognize him as a younger brother, so I should call myself a brother, ha. Like me, he fully remembers the month of his disappearance, the twenty-eight days between when the world economy entered a period of ice and fire, and when China's prosperity officially began.Although he only stayed in a corner of Huairou in Beijing, he did not forget it.He, like me, remembers exactly what happened during that month.Two years of searching told me: how rare and commendable this is!

Like me, he is asthmatic and has been on steroids for years.I now boldly assume that neither of us has amnesia, but it has something to do with our asthma medicine.Ha, this is great news. It means that in our country, as long as there are people who have taken asthma medicine for a long time, there are as many people who have memories of that year, but everyone does not know the existence of the other party. If I can put a hundred, A thousand of these people get together and we can prove to the whole nation that the month actually existed, ha. Last Friday night, I went to an acquaintance’s house in Wudaokou. The outdoor goods store downstairs was clearing out the goods. I walked in and saw a piece of Southern Weekly from the month of the disappearance under a pile of goods. It was probably the last few issues before the newspaper stopped. I pretended to buy a few things as if I had found a treasure, and then took the newspaper with me.The next day, I surfed the Internet wirelessly in a small cafe next to the Lama Temple, and compared the newspaper with the electronic version of the same issue of "Southern Weekend". Sure enough, there was a big discrepancy in the content. For example, the newspaper version's comments on the crackdown were missing in full in the electronic version. No, it changed an article saying that Western universal values ​​are not suitable for China.For some reason, seeing "Southern Weekend" being blatantly raped and tampered with to reflect universal values, I laughed so hard that I forgot that there were other customers in the cafe.

This "Southern Weekend" newspaper leaflet became my No. 71 evidence, which can prove the real history of that month. Even more fortunately, in the early morning of that day, within a short drive from my acquaintance's neighborhood, I saw five or six young men beating a person lying on the ground with a stick. They drove away when they saw my car.I stopped the car, rationally told me to mind my own business, and was hesitating when I noticed that the man was desperately trying to inhale on the ground. I was familiar with this situation, and when I got out of the car and approached him, I saw his hand trembling. I had a flash of thought , I reached out my hand to take out the man's trouser pocket, and it turned out to be the asthma spray I thought, and immediately sprayed it into his mouth a few times, and he recovered.

Do I still care about him?I suddenly had a strong curiosity, what kind of person is this drug user like me?In my life, I have had this kind of strong curiosity many times. It can be said that the path of my life has been followed by this feeling.I decided to take care of this person. The big guy!I dragged and dragged him to the car with great difficulty and sent him to the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University.I was afraid that he was discharged from the hospital, and I went to see him again the next morning. He was still in a coma, and when he woke up in the afternoon, he would ask me to buy something and send it to his Huairou home. .I decided to do it, and looked at the next card like a sand crab. I didn't know until the third day, I was right, he remembered, we are the same kind of people, I finally proved that I am not alone, ha.He is Zhang Dou, I recognize him as a brother, closer than my own brother.

For two years he was the only one of his kind I found.Everyone else is different from us. At first, I thought that other people would not want to talk about that month again, but later I found that they had misremembered things, which did not match my own memory at all, and then I concluded that in their memory, there were twenty-eight days is missing.In order to prove their amnesia, I went to the library to look for the newspapers and weekly news magazines of that year, only to find that all of them were only available in electronic version, and I could no longer consult the printed version, and the 28 days of electronic reports did not match my memory.In the electronic version, the world economy entered into a period of ice and fire and China's prosperity officially began to be connected together, and the thrilling month in between disappeared.

I once thought that even if the government had tampered with it, the common people would not forget it, but later I had to admit that it was a total and complete collective amnesia.I suspect it has something to do with the vaccination against bird flu that spring, but I'm not sure. I began to visit second-hand bookstores in Beijing every day, looking for relevant reports, but I only found the official newspapers and romantic publications that were published that year, and there were no newspapers and periodicals that reported the truth. I bought a Beijing Cherokee Jeep and went south along the Beijing-Hong Kong-Macau Expressway to collect evidence from places, but only in strange places did I find some important evidence: for example, in a homestay at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, I found a complete Caijing magazine, wrote about how the new round of global economic recession in early February of that year would affect China; in a hotel in Hengdian Film and Television Base, Zhejiang, I saw the fragmented edition of "Asia Weekly" published in Hong Kong, reporting that residents living in various places lived in different places. In the village next to Wuhan University in Hubei, I picked up half a piece of "China Youth Daily". The main article is called "The Giant Spirit Is Coming". Between autocratic power and authoritarian power, people will choose the latter; another report reviews the 2008 Weng'an incident in Guizhou, and the government failed; in addition, in the Tujia area in Xiangxi, Hunan, one-eighth of a newspaper clipping from "Southern Weekend" was found, It is an advertisement for domestic radio products for listening to the radio. At that time, many people bought radios because they were afraid that they would not be able to watch TV and surf the Internet because of power outages.On the reverse side of the ad is an article about the crackdown in 1983.

In the days that followed, it became more and more difficult to find evidence from newspapers and periodicals, so I was able to find evidence from "Southern Weekend" at the end of February that year in Wudaokou last week, which made me overjoyed. In fact, what I have been more anxious to find is someone like me.I made a list of the people I know. Among them, I think those who have always been clear-headed, I call them sensible people. I have searched for these sensible people one by one, but in the end they all returned disappointed.Am I like the last human in a disaster movie story?However, the protagonists in such films must later discover that there are other survivors.I have always insisted on this belief.

Finally, I found Zhang Dou.We all believe that this is just the beginning, and there must be many of our kind among the more than one billion people in China. I told Zhang Dou that I went to his house every day these days to see what Miaomiao and cats and dogs need.Zhang Dou said that after he was discharged from the hospital, I could move in with them.Ha, I'm so excited, I need a safe place to keep the evidence I've collected.I look forward to Zhang Dou being discharged from the hospital. Supplementary recording: I spent two days registering in several major hospitals in the name of seeing a doctor, approaching other asthma patients, deliberately chatting about the events of that month, they have no memory, I am very disappointed, I thought everyone who took asthma People who take medicine are the same as me and Zhang Dou, so they are not.I am back to square one.I reported the situation to Zhang Dou, and I said we can't give up, don't forget how lonely we used to be, as long as there is one person in China who hasn't forgotten, we have to find him.

In order not to forget to record two more sentences: I met Mr. Chen from Ming Pao Monthly and United Daily News on Xindong Road last week, and I remembered that he was also a sensible person before and helped me a lot. Is he now my kind of person? ?From the look in his eyes, the chances of him being one of us are slim, but I shouldn't miss a chance.Find him when you have time.