Chapter 83 life (2)

After Gao Jialin woke up, he didn't know that it was almost noon. In the past month, he has been like this every day, going to bed very early and getting up very late.Actually, he didn't really sleep much; he spent all night in the dark with his eyes wide open.Judging from the turbulent quilt, this painful rest is like suffering.It was only near dawn, when his parents were groping to get up, and there were noisy voices in the village, that he began to get confused.He dimly heard his mother carrying firewood back from the yard and rattling up the bellows; he also heard his father's lame leg walking up and down on the ground lightly and heavily, packing up the tools for going out of the mountain, and instructing him His mother cooked some food for him... and he fell asleep with tears in his eyes.Although he is awake now, his mind is still groggy.I can't sleep anymore, but I don't want to get up.He took out the few remaining cigarette boxes from the pillow, took out one and lit it, sucked greedily, and sprayed smoke on the roof of the kiln.His addiction to cigarettes has become more and more serious recently, and the two fingers of his right hand are burnt yellow.But there were no cigarettes—to be precise, he had no money to buy them.When he was a private teacher, in addition to his work points, there was also a monthly subsidy of a few dollars, which was enough for him to buy cigarettes to smoke.

After smoking two cigarettes in succession, he felt fully awake.It would have been better to smoke another one to satisfy my hunger, but there was only the last one left in the pack-this was to be enjoyed after brushing my teeth.He starts to dress.Every time I finish wearing one, I always have to be in a daze for a long time before I wear another one.It took him a long time to get off the kang, scooped a spoonful of cold water from the water urn, poured it on the dry towel, and used the wet piece in the middle of the towel to wipe his swollen eyes.Then he scooped up a jug of cold water and went out into the yard to brush his teeth.

How dazzling the sun is outside!He seemed to have come to another world all of a sudden.The sky was as blue as washed.Snow-white clouds floated quietly in the sky.In Dachuan Road, continuous pieces of corn and green blankets are spread all the way to the foot of Laoniu Mountain in the west.The mountains on both sides of the river block the line of sight, and the farther horizon is filled with a layer of light blue mist.Most of the sunny slopes are wheat fields, some of which have been turned over, and the soil is dark brown;All the broomcorns and buckwheat that have been replanted in the wheat fields have come out, and there is a layer of light green.The several villages up and down the Sichuan Road are all covered in the green shade of jujube trees, and few houses can be seen; only dense stacks of wheat straw stand on the wheat threshing ground in front of each village, which look like yellow mushrooms from a distance. generally.

His sight was attracted by a jujube forest in the distance like a green pool.He was afraid of seeing that place, but he couldn't help it.In that piece of green shade, two rows of orderly stone cave dwellings are faintly exposed.That is the school where he worked and lived for three years. This school is jointly run by several surrounding villages, with a total of more than one hundred students, the highest being in the fifth grade. Every year, a group of junior high school students are sent to Chengguan Commune Middle School.Gao Jialin has been the class teacher for five years.The arithmetic and Chinese lessons of this grade are also taken by him.He also gave music and picture lessons to all grades in the school - where he had been a well respected figure.Farewell to all this!

He turned his face listlessly, squatted on the bank of the river and began to brush his teeth. The village was very quiet.The men have all gone out to work in the mountains, and the children have been released outside the village.There are already sporadic sounds of blowing bellows in the village, and sticks of blue smoke have also begun to rise from the kiln roofs here and there.Here are some brisk women starting to prepare lunch for their men and children.In the river channel, among the dense willow bushes, the grasshoppers sang that disturbing monotonous chorus at intervals. When Gao Jialin was brushing his teeth, he saw his mother was hunched over, pulling weeds in the eggplant patch in the private plot opposite, her white hair so conspicuous in the sun.A pain and shame made his chest throb.He quickly pulled the toothbrush out of his mouth, and said in his heart: I have been outrageous for a month!Two old people grind in the field all day, how can I stay at home and get emotional?If you don't leave the mountain, the whole village will laugh at you!Yes, he already felt that the whole village was looking at him differently.Everyone is used to Gao Minglou's unreasonable things, but they are disgusted with any idler in the village who doesn't work.Farmers, who don't work in the mountains, are looked down upon by anyone.Jialin thought painfully, he can't go on like this anymore!Life is harsh, he must admit his current status - he is already a farmer!Thinking this way, Gao Jialin was about to turn around and walk back when he heard someone behind him say, "Mr. Gao, are you at home?" He turned around and saw that it was Ma Shuan, the production captain of the first team of Houza Madian Village.

Although Ma Shuan was illiterate, he represented the Madian brigade in the school management committee and often came to school meetings, and they were very familiar with them.This is an honest young man with a kind heart, but he is not rigid. He is good at crops and business. He saw that Ma Shuan, who was usually simple and honest, was uncharacteristically different today.He was pushing a brand new bicycle, which was wrapped in colorful plastic belts, and even the spokes were wrapped with some brightly colored pom-poms, so exquisite that it gave people a tacky feeling.He himself was dressed as respectably as the bicycle: a gray Dacron shirt over a blue polyester card smock on a hot day; chain watch.He probably himself was a little embarrassed by his own attire and luggage, and smiled awkwardly.Even though Jialin was in a bad mood at the moment, he couldn't help laughing because of Ma Shuan's eye-catching attire, and asked, "You dressed up like a new son-in-law, what did you do?"

Ma Shuan blushed.He smiled and said, "I went to see my wife! They are telling me about the second daughter of Liu Liben in your village!" Only then did Jialin understand why he was brand new inside and out today.At present, farmers are looking at this kind of dress.He asked, "Is it Qiaozhen?" "That's right." Then you pull out the head of Chuan Daoli!Didn't you hear people say that Qiaozhen is 'Gai Manchuan'? ’ Galin joked. "The fruit is a good fruit, so I'm afraid we won't be able to eat it!" the simple and honest Ma Shuan said with a smile. "How do you see it? Is it done?"

"It's still fifteen miles away from the city! We ran a few times and saw that the adults in their family didn't have any opinions, but I didn't even show my face once. I probably think we are uneducated and have a black face. No one has a white face. , she is the same as me, she can't read a few liters of big characters! Alas, women's hearts are high now!" "Take your time, don't worry!" "Yes, yes, yes!" Ma Shuan laughed. "Come back to our house and drink some water?" "No, I drank it at my old man's house!" This time Gao Jialin laughed out loud.He didn't expect this illiterate farmer to speak so humorously.Ma Shuan raised his watch-wearing arm, bid him farewell, stepped into the car, and galloped to the carriageway in Chuandaoli.

Jialin leaned against a jujube tree by the river, watching his back sinking into the green sea of ​​corn.He couldn't help turning his head to look at the yard of Liu Liben's house in Houcun.Liu Liben was nicknamed "two capable people," and he was not an official in the team, but the whole village respected Gao Minglou the most.He has a lively mind, he was speculative in the past few years, and in the past two years he has started a business in a grand manner, earning money so fast that he can't keep up with it, and his family's situation is the best in the village.Although Gao Minglou is a "powerful person" in the village, he is far behind the "two capable people" in terms of economics. Farmers generally respect the rich.However, there is another reason why the villagers respect Liu Liben.Liben's eldest daughter, Qiaoying, married Gao Minglou's eldest son the year before last, so his status in the village has increased a bit. The "big capable man" and the "two capable man" got married, and the two families almost became the masters of the village.There are only two of them in the whole village to surround the wall and build the gatehouse. One is in the front village and the other is in the back village.From the bottom of his heart, Gao Jialin does not admire and respect these two families like ordinary farmers.Although he came from a poor family, his incompetent father supported him to go to school with the money earned from his labor, which has almost washed away the dirt smell on his body.He already has what is commonly called the "nobility" of an intellectual.In his opinion.Gao Minglou and Liu Liben are not worthy of respect, and their spirits are not even good for some farmers who are not in good condition.Gao Minglou is not a decent person, relying on a little power, bullying the superior and the inferior, he already has the taste of a "village tyrant"; Liu Liben only knows how to save money, and the two daughters in front of him are not even allowed to study - he thinks that studying is a waste of money .It was only later that the third daughter, Qiaoling, was sent to school, and now she is about to graduate from high school.He doesn't pay attention to the children of these two families.Gao Minglou took up all his energy, and his two sons were very slow-witted.If the second son Sanxing hadn't gone through the back door, he might not even be able to go to high school.Liu Liben's three daughters are all as beautiful as flowers, and they are all shrewd, but two of them are illiterate.Even so, standing on the bank of the river, Galin just thought angrily: Although they are looked down upon by him, what is his situation like now?

A strong psychological vengeance made him gnash his teeth.He suddenly came up with this idea: If there is no Gaominglou, if fate makes him a farmer, he may live on the land for the rest of his life!But now, as long as Gaojiacun has Gaominglou, he must be more promising than him!They are better than Gao Minglou, they have to leave Gaojia Village!It's hard to beat them here!He is determined to compete with Gao Minglou and the others mentally and in front of society!He sent the jar toothbrush back to the kiln, opened the box to find a coat, and prepared to take a bath in the pool under the Qianchuan vegetable garden.

He turned out a yellow military jacket, and his eyes suddenly lit up.This shirt was sent back from the Xinjiang army by his uncle, and he was so precious that he was reluctant to wear it.His father's only younger brother went out to serve as a soldier since he was a child, and he only contacted his family after liberation. He hasn't returned home for decades.We communicate several times a year and send them some pocket money at the end of the year, that's all.Uncle heard that he is the political commissar of the deputy division, which is the honor and pride of their family, but it is far away from home and does not play any role in their lives. Gao Jialin picked up the dress, and suddenly thought of writing a letter to his uncle, telling him about his current situation, and seeing if his uncle could find him a job in Xinjiang.Of course, he immediately thought that he was the only child of his parents, and even if his uncle could find him a job there, they would not let him go.But he decided to write to his uncle anyway.He longed to go away—he would convince his parents when the time came. So he quickly fell on the table, using his expertise in liberal arts, wrote a letter to his uncle emotionally, and put it in the box.He wanted to meet in the county seat tomorrow, and he asked someone to post the letter quickly in the city. This sudden idea brought him great spiritual comfort.He immediately felt relieved, even a little happy. He put on the yellow military uniform, went out happily, and walked along the shelf road leading to Qianchuan to the colorful vegetable garden. The fields on the Loess Plateau in August are extremely charming, and the thousands of mountains and mountains in the distance are only dressed up in eye-catching green at this time.In Dachuan Road, the corn is as tall as a person, and each plant has one or two cute little green sticks; pink tassels spit out from the top of the green sticks.On the hillside, vine beans, adzuki beans, soybeans, and potatoes are all blooming, red, white, yellow, and blue, dotted among the boundless green.Most of the crops have just been hoeed twice, and because of the heavy rain not long ago, there is no sign of drought in the field, it is moist, dripping with water, and green, it is really pleasant and comfortable to see.Gao Jialin walked briskly, temporarily putting aside his troubles, and the passionate blood of the young man excitedly surged in him again.He plucked a pink flower, twirled the stem with two fingers, passed through a gray cabbage field, jumped over several dirt ridges, and came to the river. He quickly took off his long clothes, stretched his chest and squatted down on the rocky cliff above the pool of green water—he had already decided not to simply take a bath, but to take a good swim. His nudes are very toned.A slender figure, without any marks of physical labor, but very strong, it can be seen that he has undergone regular physical exercise.The skin on the face is a bit dark; the bridge of the nose is high, the eyes are big, and the two eyebrows are very attractive.The hair is disheveled, but it's not that I don't pay attention to it, but I pay special attention to this look.He is handsome, especially when he is brooding and frowning, showing a very attractive masculine beauty.After Gao Jialin moved for a while, he walked from the rock like a diver.As soon as he jumped off the cliff, his body drew an arc in the air, and then submerged gracefully into the emerald green pool.He swims in various postures in the water, which looks quite similar. A quarter of an hour later, he climbed up from the side of the drop watch, washed his body with soap in the shallow water above, then hid in a stone den, changed his pants, and returned to the top of the rock naked, lying on a tree. under the peach tree.This peach tree belonged to an old Deshun man who had been single all his life.Before the peaches were ripe, the kind old bachelor picked them all and distributed them to the dolls in the village.Now there are only some not very dense leaves left on the tree, but it can also provide some shade. Gao Jialin spread the shirt on the ground, crossed his hands and put it behind his head, stretched out his body and lay down. Through the gaps in the leaves, he unconsciously looked at the blue sky as clear as water.It was already noon, but he didn't feel hungry either.The river is very close, but the sound of the water sounds like it is far away, gurgling, like the sound of a violin.At this time, in the cornfield on his right, there was a sudden burst of girls' melodious Xintianyou singing: (Which) duck in the upper river, goose in the lower river, A pair of (which) hairy eyes look at brother... The singing is sweet and sonorous, but untrained and a little wild.He listened carefully, and the voice sounded like Qiaozhen from Liu Liben's family.He suddenly remembered how Ma Shuan looked at his daughter-in-law just now, and thought of Qiaozhen's song, he couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart: "Your brother came to visit you specially, but he didn't see you; when he left, you I just saw him now..." As he was thinking about this ridiculous thing, he heard rustling in the corn grove beside him.broken!Qiaozhen probably passed by here to go home. Gao Jialin hurriedly sat up and put on his clothes.Before his last button was buttoned, Qiaozhen was already standing in front of him with a basket of pigweed. Liu Qiaozhen doesn't look like a country girl at all.Needless to say beautiful, the attire is neither rustic nor tacky.Grass-green denim trousers, a blue denim jacket that has been washed white, and a water-red denim shirt with the large lapels turned out, making a beautiful face look extremely vivid. She flashed a pair of big watery eyes, glanced at Gao Jialin awkwardly, then took out a ripe melon with a little yellow skin from the grass basket, handed it to Gao Jialin, and said: "Our family's private land. I planted it. You eat it, it’s so sweet!" Then, she took out her clean flowered handkerchief from her pocket, and asked Jialinkai to slap the melon.Gao Jialin reluctantly took the melon, but did not take her handkerchief, and said to her softly: "I don't want to eat it now, I will see you later..." Qiaozhen seemed to still want to talk to him. Seeing his appearance, she hesitated for a moment, then walked up the small road above with her head down. Gao Jialin put the melon aside, subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the ground, only to find that Qiaozhen, who was walking, was also looking back at him.He hastily turned his head and lay down on the ground in annoyance. He hated this handsome illiterate woman emotionally, because her sister was Gao Minglou's daughter-in-law! He didn't want to eat melon, but he really wanted to smoke a cigarette at the moment.He knew that he had already smoked out all the cigarettes and hadn't brought the rolled tobacco leaves, but he subconsciously pressed all the pockets on his body with both hands, only to sigh in disappointment. "Gallin! Galin! Go back to dinner! What are you doing lying here?" He heard his father calling him from the upper ground.He stood up, put the sweet bun that Qiaozhen had given him in his coat pocket, and walked to the side of the vegetable field.He went to the ground, took his father's tobacco pot first, lit the pot, took a deep breath, and immediately choked him so that he bent down and coughed for a long time. His father sighed and said, "Don't smoke this tobacco, it's too strong!" He snatched the tobacco pot from his son and said, "Galin, I've been thinking about it in the mountains, and I will meet you in the county tomorrow." Ji, just let your mother steam a pot of white buns, and you can sell them! We are running out of lamp oil and salt at home, and there is no place to get money! Besides, if you sell it for two yuan, you can buy it for you A cigarette!" Gao Jialin wiped away the tears from his cough, straightened up and looked at his father's eyes waiting for his answer, hesitating for a long time.He quickly remembered the letter he had written to his uncle, and thought it would be a good idea to go to the county seat tomorrow, so that he could send the letter himself—if it was entrusted to someone else to post it, what if it was lost?So he agreed to his father's proposal and decided to go to the county town to go to the market tomorrow.