Chapter 122 Green pine and little red flowers

one She is now the only educated youth left in the village who jumped in line. This is an unfortunate person: two elders and two dead, no relatives and no reason, all alone.At the end of the winter of 1969, there were more than 20 boys and girls who came to jump in line with her. In the second or third autumn, these people flew away together with the geese.Some of them became soldiers or workers; some were more fortunate and went to college.Only she can't go.Like a goose whose wings were broken, she has been stuck here for six years.Everyone knew that she was unlucky because her late father was declared a "traitor" who committed suicide in fear of crime - he died, but left her an unbearable political legacy.

But in some people's eyes, her misfortune is mainly to blame on herself.In people's perception, people who are in her situation now generally have low self-esteem.In order to survive in this society or seek a little bit of development, I am always cautious, without sharpness or edge, running in front of the leader's saddle and behind the horse, wandering at will with the tide of society... But unfortunately, Wu Yueqin did not have this understanding.She had none of the "virtues" mentioned above.On the contrary, it showed an arrogance.Look at her, she walks with her head held high, her eyes are always keenly scanning the world in front of her.From time to time, he hummed some incomprehensible foreign songs, and sometimes whistled like a boy.While others babbled on the fashionable political topics of the day, she was always silent, her indifferent black eyes staring, or closing them altogether.In short, she is very out of tune with the society in front of her.

The production team she was in happened to be where the commune was located.Even when the common people in the village meet the commune cadres in the toilet, they will always smile and ask in the words of a farmer who pays tribute to people: Have you eaten?Wu Yueqin didn't care about this.Even when she met the commune secretary nicknamed "Heisha God", she didn't take the initiative to talk to her.If "Heisha God" Feng Guobin didn't pay attention to her, she would walk past him without even raising an eyelid. She was lonely, but that was only to other people. In her own world, it didn't seem so. During the day and night, as long as she was not asleep, she was always humming and singing.Of course, the songs people sang were not what people were used to at that time.It's so weird that no one can understand it.She was happy herself—so people thought.

But common people despise her carefreeness.Indeed, it has been a few years since her father passed away, but didn't her mother die just a few months ago?It means that the elderly have problems in history, but they are always their relatives!Could it be that the sons and daughters don't even have the slightest expression of sorrow and pain, but can they still sing freely?What a crime! Once, when Yun Sheng, the captain of Wu Yueqin's third team, said something about her singing, everyone was shocked.Yunsheng told people that he heard her singing in a deserted ditch behind the village one evening. As she sang, her singing suddenly turned into howling...

Ah, so it is!The people in the village finally understood some of her eccentric temperament.Who has not had such an experience in life?When great pain weighs on the heart, people sometimes do not use tears to relieve their sorrows, but songs. Dizzy singing is more sour than tears. Because of all this, Wu Yueqin is very famous in the commune.Even county cadres knew that there was "such a woman" in Nanmahe Commune.In addition, almost all the educated youths who came to jump the queue with her from the same province have left, and she has almost become the only person in this commune who speaks a "foreign accent", and she is such a person, and she is a woman!

All this, she must be noticed and discussed.As for her, she pretended not to hear and went her own way.Not long ago, she used coarse denim to sew trousers with slightly open cuffs. Of course, the whole commune immediately discussed it as a rare event.First, Yang Lixiao, a gossip commune secretary, said that the trousers were called "noisy trousers" and that they were worn by "foreigners".Then, the common people spread rumors everywhere that Wu Yueqin from Nanmahe School wore a pair of "drum-playing trousers".As a result, many people went to the elementary school to watch her "drumming handpants" every time the commune met, which made her unable to go to class.

She taught in the elementary school of the brigade, and even those who disliked her said that she taught well.She can dance, sing, and especially draw.He also plays the violin very well and understands English.She made a group of dolls from rural villages and villages singing more enlightened than the dolls in the county town.No matter what the villagers in the village think of her, they all like her and love her because of this.She was gone for a few days, and the whole village felt empty. But there are indeed many people who are disgusted with her.These people are mainly what Wu Yueqin called "state-owned cadres".Among these people, Feng Guobin is probably the one who dislikes her the most.

Feng Guobin got the nickname of "Heisha God", not only because his face is dark and rough, but also his facial expression makes people feel daunting even when he smiles; I love to lose my temper.Even if he did something wrong, he seldom checked it in writing or orally, but only corrected it with actions.He is Yali's fault for ordinary people, but he is even more rude to the mistakes of his superiors.Because of this, it has won universal respect.Because of his upright nature, those cadres who want to use their positions to find something for themselves are extremely chilled to work under him.This is the typical communist cultivated in the past years: loyal to the cause of the party, but a little rigid in some things.Needless to say, he has a deep abhorrence of all behavior that goes beyond normal norms.

He was not only disgusted with Wu Yueqin, but also a little hostile.This is not because of her parentage.He knew that her parents might be completely good people who were framed—has there been such a thing in the ten years of the "Cultural Revolution"?He mainly disliked Wu Yueqin herself.In his opinion, this girl has too many flaws, and she has a "bourgeois flavor" all over her body; and her behavior is so dissolute, she doesn't understand the world at all.He even doubted whether she had the moral sentiments of a normal person. On this day, the secretary of the commune, Yang Lixiao, told this "Black Demon God" that he heard people's reports that Wu Yueqin not only sang foreign "pornographic songs" by himself, but also taught the children to sing.

Feng Guobin became angry when he heard it, and immediately sent someone to call Wu Yueqin.He was going to slap her hard.This is not bad! two Wu Yueqin felt very strange when she heard that the secretary of the commune called her.She has no direct contact with Feng Guobin.It turned out that the educated youths who were with her often fought with this "Heisha God" for their own affairs, and they all got to know him very well.She never found him.She had heard from the side that the secretary of the commune was disgusted with her.Since people are disgusted, why go to find it?However, to be honest, she didn't really dislike the commune secretary.She didn't know him personally.But she felt that the common people did not hate this man.Anyway, she thought: She doesn't hate people who the common people don't hate, no matter what he thinks of spontaneity!

Now the secretary actually sent someone to call her, what's the matter?Good things probably won't happen.What good could a man like her hope for!Did she do something wrong?She couldn't remember either.No matter what, she really wanted to meet this "Heisha God" and see how fierce he was!Can he still eat her in one bite? She walked from the primary school behind the village to the row of commune houses in the jujube forest in front of the village. The fine autumn rain has been falling intermittently for more than ten days, and it is still falling. The sky was like gray paint, and it was extremely overcast.There was a pungent musty smell from the fields.Among the vast dark green mountain peaks in the distance, there are pieces of soft fog floating, like poetic paintings, which make people dream about.The village road was trampled in a mess by people's feet, making it extremely difficult to walk.She didn't open an umbrella or wear a straw hat. She stared at her feet and walked very carefully. Her appearance doesn't seem to match her personality.A suit of clothes tailored by herself fits her toned figure properly.A dignified and beautiful face with fair and ruddy skin.Long eyelashes protect a pair of water-clear eyes, looking very innocent.The hair was pulled back casually with a piece of green wool and formed into a fluffy ball-now there were some tiny raindrops stuck to the fluffy black hair, as if sprinkled with silver shavings.On the rough and majestic plateau land, she is like a very delicate flower—you can imagine the price she paid to keep herself from withering in the frost and snow storm! Wu Yueqin walked into the commune secretary's house all wet.The secretary was sitting upright and serious behind the desk, with his arms resting on the paint-peeling official desk, and he was dressed like an old farmer.It seemed that he had been waiting to talk to her, but he said nothing about her arrival.This caused her to stand on the ground in embarrassment for a while.She soon learns that she has met someone with a bad temper.She sat down on a chair opposite him without saying anything, and turned her head to look at a row of forms on the wall about the commune's agricultural aspects.In fact, it is to face the number, not to look at it.Although she hadn't taken a serious look at the secretary's face since she came in, she felt that that face was unfriendly.There was an explosive air in the whole room. She is really surprised!What did she do wrong to be treated like this?She felt it was an oppression.She can't bear it, she wants to resist!But she is not going to speak first, let the powerful person behind the desk roar first!She is not afraid of these.In the past ten years, she has never experienced any kind of oppression and blow! "Have you had dinner yet?" Feng Guobin finally spoke, but his voice was surprisingly calm.This surprised Wu Yueqin.However, she could hear that it was obviously a suppressed thunderous sound, like a bolt of lightning before a thunderstorm. "Eat." She replied nonchalantly. "You are too outrageous!" Feng Guobin finally roared angrily. This sudden blow made this girl who usually seemed not afraid of anything tremble slightly.Her gaze immediately fixed on Feng Guobin's face like a needle being attracted by a magnet.Now she saw the face that was famous throughout the county: black, like a piece of rough iron, twisted by the angry pull at this moment, and the wrinkles looked like cracks.There is a scar on the right side of the face, just past the brow and the corner of the eye, like a striking exclamation mark.This is probably a memorial left by the war. "What's wrong with me?" She asked calmly.At this moment, being so quiet and calm is at least as powerful as Feng Guobin's roar.The iron-like face seemed to shake a little because of this. Feng Guobin ignored her question and continued to yell at him. "I think you are hopeless! Which way do you want to go! But you can't lead those dolls into the black ditch for me! I see..." "Secretary Feng! What's wrong with me?" Wu Yueqin interrupted him, her eyes widened and her face flushed with excitement. "I think you forget it, don't teach! Go back to the production team to work!" Feng Guobin resolutely turned his head to the side, picked up the tobacco pot and dug hard in the pipe. "What's the matter with me? You must make it clear! I don't have to teach! But you must explain what I did wrong?" "Why are you pretending to be confused! What foreigner's sour songs did you teach the dolls?" Holding an unlit smoke pot in his hand, Feng Guobin asked sternly. Wu Yueqin was startled.Immediately, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.she says: "You misunderstood. This is not a foreign song! It is a nursery rhyme I made up myself, but it is taught to children in English. I think this can kill two birds with one stone. Children can learn both singing and English... ...Besides, the lyrics are not sour! To illustrate this point, I can tell you the lyrics. The lyrics are like this: Little red flowers, little red flowers, grow under the towering green pines; When the wind blows, the rain hits, Qingsong doesn't bend down, and Xiaohonghua also laughs haha... Tell me, is this a sour song?" Feng Guobin was silent.Apparently Yang Lixiao provided him with false information, causing him to get angry for no reason.His silence is an apology to the other party.However, he was only silent for a while—that is to say, after apologizing for what happened just now, he said fiercely: "Is it always true that you sing foreign sour songs yourself?" Wu Yueqin still looked like she didn't care, and said: "I like to sing some foreign songs. The sour songs you mentioned, I don't know how sour. The songs I know have some reflections on love life, but I can't tell that they are pornographic. They have love content Is his work yellow? Now the men and women in model plays are all bachelors, but I think this..." "Stop talking!" Feng Guobin interrupted her roughly, showing a look of disgust, as if to say: "How can a girl have such a thick face? Love is long and love is short, you are not ashamed! People say you are not serious , not false at all." Wu Yueqin stood up.She tugged at the front of her skirt and asked challengingly: "Secretary Feng, shall I continue teaching?" After a pause, she added in a very sympathetic manner for some reason: "Let me teach! You may not know, If I leave these children now, I might go crazy..." Feng Guobin ruthlessly touched the black face, without saying a word.He turned around and struck a match, and lit the pot of dry tobacco. Although the contact was very short, Wu Yueqin had already touched the temper of this "Black God".His silence was an affirmative answer to her question.For some reason, she glanced gratefully at the firm back like a lump of raw iron, then moved and walked out of the room. The rain outside continued to fall.The distant mountains on the opposite side of the village have become a blur—dusk is approaching. When she got off the door platform and walked through the water-stained yard to the courtyard gate, the commune secretary Yang Lixiao was holding an old bowl of noodles into his mouth.He was sweating profusely from eating, and was so hot that he was wearing nothing but a white shirt; a gold-plated chain with a corner key protruded from the pocket of his blue "Validin" trousers, hanging on his belt, shining brightly.Seeing her approaching, he quickly stuffed the chopsticks in his right hand into the left hand holding the bowl, raised his arms and touched the sides of his parted head respectively, grinned at her, and said, "What Secretary Feng taught you I heard it all! Oh, this man is such an old-fashioned one! Don't worry about it, but you should pay attention to it in the future!Don't you see that worshiping foreigners and fawning on foreigners is being severely criticized now? " Wu Yueqin has always been disgusted with this person.He is as disgusting as Sun Shuizui in "The History of Entrepreneurship".She smiled contemptuously, pointed to the clerk's white shirt and said, "Take a look at yourself in the mirror!" After speaking, she hurried out of the gate. Yang Lixiao looked at his chest inexplicably, and immediately blushed with embarrassment. His white shirt was re-cut from imported fertilizer pockets. Although it had been washed countless times, the words "urea produced in Japan" were still vaguely visible on it.He embarrassedly shouted to her walking back: "Don't laugh at us. This is Yan'an style! Hard and simple..." three Wu Yueqin walked back along the muddy village road.The autumn rain patted the ground lightly, and the choking smell of firewood smoke wafted in the air. It was already time for dinner. She didn't go back to school, she left the original path and walked aimlessly. She found herself in the barren ditch behind the village again.She loves to hang out here alone.Once here, she is temporarily cut off from the whole world.This world is so bothering her! Here, no one can see her emotions except the mountains and grass.She sings, cries, and shouts here, and then listens to Dashan's answer to herself.However, the answer I got was always my own voice that asked the question: One sound after another, far away, weaker, and finally disappeared into the boundless world. A few years ago, her father, the deputy dean of the Provincial Academy of Fine Arts, was pushed down from the isolation room on the fourth floor, and then announced that he committed suicide in fear of crime.My mother also passed away not long ago, suffering from illness and pain.She was orphaned both physically and politically.The year before last, she took the college entrance examination and ranked first in the whole region. She was very happy for a while.But Zhang Tiesheng came out, and soon her life was restored to its original state.The motherland is suffering, and she is suffering too.A lonely heart is often trampled by the society's slander... The invisible rain fell gently on her shoulders, as if an invisible hand was caressing her gently.Night fell, and everything was hidden in darkness.The rain-soaked grass exudes a sweet smell, which goes straight into the nose.Here and there, the birds returning to their nests fluttered their wings.She paced slowly along the familiar path.She is afraid of nothing: not wolves, not ghosts, not the dark. Bad enough had happened to her.Are you afraid of anything worse? She walked, looking melancholy in the darkness.She always wanted to see something, but couldn't see anything, she stood still and simply closed her eyes.She is most afraid of recalling the past, but the pictures of the past life always appear in front of her eyes at such times. The bright sunshine in the early spring is so warmly shining on the green grass. On the knees, sketching on the rice paper in the portfolio—the bright yellow willow silk, the clear lake water, the dazzling white spire... The rain gradually increased, and the wind picked up.In the darkness, the wind and rain beat her hot cheeks mercilessly, and the soaked clothes icyly stuck to her body, which was unbearably painful. She yelled desperately into the dark world: "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-" Thousands of mountains and walls in the darkness responded to her cry for a long time. "Xiao Wu!" Suddenly someone called her from behind.There was a chill down her spine, she turned around subconsciously, and asked nervously, "Who?" "I... Yunsheng. You hurry back to Ka! It's so dark and it's raining..." When she really heard that it was the captain's voice, her whole body relaxed. "Here, put on my straw hat." Yun Sheng handed over the straw hat in the dark, and begged again: "Hurry back..." She took the straw hat and walked wordlessly.Then, there was also the sound of "thumping, thumping" footsteps behind her. At this time, she suddenly felt that the dark barren ditch was extremely terrifying, as if there were grinning devils ambushing in all directions, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on her.But she felt that there was a force protecting her.This is the footsteps of "thumping" behind him, it is as powerful as a war drum to ward off evil.Her straw hat had never been put on her head, and she held it tightly in her hand; she felt that it was not a straw hat, but a protective sword given to her by Yunsheng. The wind and rain became more and more violent, and there was only the monotonous and complicated sound of wind and rain in the whole world.Soon, there was the sound of gurgling water in the ditch.The sound of the waves in the river in front of the village also suddenly increased.As she staggered along, she asked, "Yunsheng, how do you know I'm here?" Yunsheng replied not far from her back: "Not only today, I know every time you come to this barren ditch. I am always behind that little earth beam, afraid of you...Xiao Wu, you must be sure, thousands of times." Don't think too narrowly! Today I know that Secretary Feng told you to go. Old Feng is a good man, he has a bad temper, don't worry about it..." A hot torrent rushed into Wu Yueqin's chest.She thought, in the past few years, if it hadn't been for this young man of simple life and his kind old mother who cared for her like flesh and blood, who knows how bad her situation would be!When she was sick, he cut firewood and carried water for her, and his old mother stayed by her side without knowing it, making medicine and feeding soup... In order to make her able to continue studying, he ran up and down to intercede, and finally Let her teach in the team. Already arrived at the head of the village.Wu Yueqin wiped the rainwater off her face, and also wiped away the two teardrops from the corners of her eyes.She stood down and waited for Yunsheng to approach, and handed him the straw hat.In the dark, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel his farmer's kind breath. Yunsheng said: "My mother is still with you, I have to pick it up." Wu Yueqin wiped her wet hair with her hands, and walked to the school side by side with him. Yunsheng's mother was sitting beside her bed in a daze, and when she saw them coming back, her face was wrinkled and she smiled, her lips trembled a few times, trying to say something.In the end, he didn't say anything, but pointed to a stack of white flour pancakes and a bowl of steaming rice soup on the stove, and said, "Eat it while it's hot, we're going back." Wu Yueqin took off the umbrella from the wall, took out the flashlight from beside the pillow, and handed it to Yunsheng.When Yunsheng picked up these two things, she glanced at him gratefully.She thinks he is very amiable: black eyebrows, purple face, well-proportioned and strong body, and more importantly, he has such a beautiful heart! She walked them mother and son all the way to the gate.As Yunsheng's mother was walking, Yixuan still settled in the darkness and said, "Go back and eat while it's hot..." Wu Yueqin returned to her dormitory, locked the door, threw herself on the bed and cried, but it was not because of pain. After crying, she changed into a set of dry clothes and combed her hair carefully in front of the mirror.After many years, she found herself young and beautiful again. After eating the delicious pancakes and rice soup, she took off the violin from the wall and played it energetically.The sound of the piano and the wind and rain outside the window blend together, making this quiet night warm and exciting. Four Feng Guobin had bad luck not long after training Wu Yueqin.I don't know who in this commune wrote an anonymous letter to the prefectural committee in the name of "revolutionary masses", accusing him of resisting the decision of the prefectural committee, and not learning the "Hartao experience" in Nanmahe commune, and not engaging in "socialist mass gatherings". "; said that the communal free market not only remains the same, but has intensified; capitalist activities are now overflowing everywhere.The letter categorically concluded that this commune had become an out-and-out "kingdom of capitalism", and the "king" of this "kingdom" was Feng Guobin. On the second day after receiving the letter, the prefectural committee dispatched a working group, and arrived at Nanmahe Commune without saying hello to the county committee.It just so happened that Nanmahe had a meeting that day, which immediately confirmed the situation stated in the anonymous letter.The working group immediately ordered Feng Guobin to be suspended for inspection on behalf of the prefectural committee, and then notified the county committee of the decision. "Heisha God" doesn't piss on this set!His old temper was wrong, and he only corrected it in silence; what's more, he didn't think he had done anything wrong, so why should he check it at the meeting? At the commune-wide cadre meeting convened by the working group, he neither checked nor defended; he didn't say a word, but just smoked pot after pot.The working group really had nothing to do with him, so they had to report back to the prefectural committee. He didn't care if he was suspended.The appetite is bigger than before, and the sleep is still full of blame.He used tools every day to participate in the labor of the Nanmahe Brigade.He also cares a lot about the affairs of the commune.He is still the head of the family here! At this moment, he heard another thing about Wu Yueqin, which was told by Yang Lixiao.Yang Lixiao said that Wu Yueqin has become more and more outrageous recently, even having an improper relationship with Yunsheng, the captain of Nanmahe Team 3; Feng Guobin was shocked when he heard this.Originally, through the last conversation, the image of this girl has changed in his mind, especially her unyielding character left a good impression on him.He liked that about her, though he didn't say so.Unexpectedly, such a crooked thing happened again now! Now, he vaguely felt it.He didn't care enough about this girl before.It's more than caring enough!He hadn't actually cared about her at all.Only now did he seriously consider the misfortune of this young woman living in the land under his leadership!She has nothing to rely on; she has so many abilities and specialties, but she can't go anywhere, so she has been succumbed to this rural mountain for many years; people in their twenties can't even consider a more satisfactory marriage.Can such a sinister encounter and pigeon luck drive a man to his depravity?He thought that if the girl really fell, he was also responsible.It was possible for him to help her a little before, but he didn't.It pained him to think of his own indifference for a wretched man.So, despite his current situation, he was still going to have a talk with her.This time he wasn't going to ask her to come to the commune, he wanted to come to her door to have a talk with him, which also contained a kind of feeling sorry for her. On this day, he came back from the Nanmahe dam construction site with a smell of earth, hurriedly picked up an old bowl of red beans and dry rice left by the cook, and went to Nanmahe without wiping his face. Primary school is gone. It's time to hold the lanterns. In the clear sky of autumn night, stars appear one after another.With his hands behind his back, he walked without saying a word, walking loosely due to fatigue.Even on this village road, he could smell the ripe autumn crops in the fields.The "suspended" commune secretary was secretly relieved, because Akita was about to have a bumper harvest.For this, how much suffering have those stooped ordinary people suffered!As for him, the beads of sweat are not missing, and how much political pressure he has to bear with his shoulders!In any case, as long as the common people have food in their hoards, he is willing to suffer.He walked all the way and calculated: the next level is to withstand the "high acquisition".He will not lose even a single grain that should be handed over to the country, but if he wants to dig out the grain in the rice bowl of the peasants, he can't get it without smashing his head! "It can't be done!" He thought, and actually yelled at a jujube forest under the night sky.He completely forgot that he is a "suspended cadre" now, maybe he will be dismissed at that time, and it's not his turn to quarrel with others! When he got to the gate of the primary school, he remembered what he was doing tonight - he wanted to have a talk with Wu Yueqin about how he cared for her.He wants to say to her: "Be upright! No matter what kind of bad luck you are in, don't fall! Keep upright!" He entered the school's courtyard gate and saw the only lit window in the middle, so he decided that it was the place where Wu Yueqin lived, because all the teachers in the village lived at home. When he reached the center of the courtyard, he stopped because he heard two people chatting in the room, the voices were loud, they were Wu Yueqin and Yunsheng. His heart sank.He wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard that the two men seemed to be talking about himself, he stopped and listened to their conversation. "... Zhunbao is another rumor made by Yang Lixiao! Now the whole commune is talking about the two of us. Maybe Secretary Feng knows it too. If he hadn't been punished in vain recently, he would definitely call you to the commune for training. Meal." This is Yunsheng's voice. Wu Yueqin immediately spoke: "I'm not afraid! If Secretary Feng interferes with other people's legitimate love affairs, he will be too disgraceful! I don't think he will! As for Yang Lixiao's rumors about our merits, we are upright and upright, and we are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night... Yunsheng, just say something! You see, I have no doctor and no one to rely on. Who can I rely on to save me? Only you and your mother are my closest relatives, and I don’t love you. .I love your kind heart. Just promise me! Let’s live together! I can’t do needlework for you, but I can suffer! I’d rather suffer with you for the rest of my life..." Feng Guobin in the yard was greatly shocked when he heard these words.He suddenly felt that he didn't know this girl before!Thinking of how he treated her so roughly before, under the starlight, he lowered his shaggy head in shame. The conversation in the house resumed.He restrained his flustered mood and continued to listen. Yunsheng's voice: "Xiao Wu! I accept all your good intentions. But I can't do this! I'm a country bumpkin, and I only read books for three days and two days. My development is in this dirt forest! You are an intellectual, You should do bigger things, and you shouldn’t spend your whole life in the rural village of Nanmahe! The country will ask you to do something more suitable for you one day! If you marry me, It’s like I killed you. Now the whole commune is spreading rumors about you and me, and my mother and I cried a few times in anxiety. A few days ago, we discussed it with our mother and asked my uncle to give me a gift in their village. I introduced a daughter-in-law. The woman came to my house yesterday. We are engaged. We also prepared some food and drinks. We plan to invite some people from the commune and village to eat and drink tomorrow. If we clarify this matter, it is equivalent to stopping those rumors. Human mouth. You have suffered too much, how can you be angry again because of me!" Next, Wu Yueqin was heard sobbing unrestrainedly like a child... The blood from Feng Guobin's body rushed straight to his head.He suddenly felt dizzy.He stumbled to an old locust tree in the middle of the courtyard, and leaned his dark face against the cold and rough power pole.Two such young and innocent hearts were so moved that the root of the nose became sore after another. In the room, Wu Yueqin's crying stopped.She murmured: "You are so kind, Yunsheng. You are so kind, Yunsheng! I want to treat you like a brother; your mother is my mother, and I am her daughter and yours." Dear sister... Dear..." At this time, Yunsheng burst into tears.Although the young man's crying was restrained, it could be heard that every sound of the thick male voice came from the heart. Feng Guobin stepped out of the courtyard of the elementary school with his thick and short legs in a hurry. The muscles on his face tensed, and the scar turned purple.His demeanor was as angry as an old cow guarding a calf.He felt that some villains in the society were entrapping these dolls!If he could grab these scoundrels with his hand now, he would immediately use the hand that held the old man's head to snap their necks off!At the same time, I also thought that when these dolls were suffering, he didn't help them, and my heart felt as uncomfortable as a knife! "Damn it!" He walked into the bend of the river and cursed fiercely at the mountain under the moonlight.Then, like a crazy person, he lifted a big stone from the side of the road with both hands, and threw it into a deep pool below the road with a "boom". He wiped the water droplets splashed on Hei's face with his cuff, and strode towards the commune. Feng Guobin left a note on his desk, and the door was unlocked, so he got on his bicycle and ran towards the county seat. Two hours later, he appeared in the office of Zhang Hua, secretary of the county party committee. The secretary of the county party committee is making the bed and seems to be going to sleep.Feng Guobin's arrival at this moment obviously surprised him.He froze for a moment, then quickly greeted him with a smile, and shouted: "Oh! You bastard! Heitian broke in like a bear in the middle of the night, scaring people! What's the matter, are you so busy that you don't even care about your hair?" Feng Guobin bared his teeth as an answer to the joke.He picked up the thermos bottle, filled the half mug of tea left by the secretary with water, raised his neck and drank it all.A piece of tea leaves stuck to the corner of his mouth. Zhang Hua took out a candy box and handed it to him.He reached out and grabbed two candies, peeled off the paper clumsily, threw both candies into his mouth, and sat down on the sofa to chew. It seemed that he was very tired and didn't want to say anything for the time being. Zhang Hua stared at him with a smile, sitting in the armchair behind the desk.The secretary of the county party committee is tall and tall, wearing a baggy suit.The back of the head is black and oily; the open forehead is shining in the lamp.His demeanor is serene, giving the impression of a scholar.Only the face darkened by the sun shows that this is a person who has been engaged in rural work for a long time. He stared at Feng Guobin affectionately for a while, and then said: "Probably because of the suspension? What a 'black god'! Seventeen communes didn't dare to stand up to the notification from the prefectural committee, you gray man! Hold on! Why, can’t you take it anymore?” The secretary stood up from the armchair, lit a cigarette, took two steps slowly, stood still, and said with a serious expression: “Actually, this is nothing special at all! Of course, the prefectural committee has issued a document, so I can't issue another document to play against them. This is a matter of organizational principles. However, in my heart, I hope that the eighteen commune secretaries in the whole county will stand up like you! What a trick!Peasants' arms and legs are already tied to death, and it is unreasonable to restrict and interfere even when going to the market!Don't be nervous, I have already lied to the prefectural committee secretary, saying that I considered the special situation in your place at the time, and I nodded to let you maintain the status quo, if you want to stop, first stop my job! " Feng Guobin's mouth stopped chewing.He took a deep look at the secretary of the county party committee, and then simply swallowed the candy in his mouth.He took out the pipe and lit it, took a deep breath, and said: "I didn't come to you for my own business. I'm not afraid of suspension! At most, the 'black hat' will be wiped off, and the old man probably won't be able to take it away! I came to you today mainly for Wu Yueqin's affairs." Zhang Hua didn't seem to have heard of this strange name before. After thinking about it, he said, "Oh, is that the mischievous female educated youth from your commune? She is quite famous. What's the matter with her?" Feng Guobin heaved a sigh of relief. "We don't know her well. This is a very good young man. I admire you. When something happens to your subordinate, you immediately care about his fate. That's what I lack. Carelessly工作，对同志、对同志的命运关心得太少了……关于吴月琴的详细情况我就不说了，今年的大学招生已经完毕，但地区师范学校的招生刚开始，你能不能给文教局写个条子，你不要去，我拿着去找他们，让他们无论如何照顾一下，把吴月琴推荐去。她多才多艺，品行端正，在我们的土圪劳里窝了六年……唉，我们现在就是这样糟践人才的！” 张华一直认真地听他说话。他从来没有见过这位“黑煞神”说话这么温情。 县委书记也不再追问事情的原委。他略微思索了一下，很快拿起笔，写了一个便函递给冯国斌。 冯国斌拿起这页纸就起身，张华让他再坐一会也不肯。书记深刻了解他的这位脾气古怪的下级，也不强留，便用一条胳膊亲热地搂着他的肩头，送他到大门口。一路上，书记问他是不是还有什么重要的话对他说。冯国斌抬起头，严厉地盯着他，说： “最重要的是上地区给咱把'高征购'顶住！上面那几位老爷头昏了，好像不是农民养的，把农民往死路上逼哩！” 他的秀粗鲁的话引得县委书记仰头大笑了。书记用手捏了一下他那生铁疙瘩般的肩头，说：“看你呆头呆脑的，可总是一下就提到壶系上了！我和你的想法一样。不过，老冯啊！ 你可不敢什么事都站在农民的立场上说话啊！这可是你的老毛病！不要忘了你是个共产党员！ " 冯国斌在县委书记的臂弯里咧开嘴嘿嘿地笑了，笑得像孩子一般天真。 Fives 经过昨天晚上一场感情的大激荡以后，吴月琴的内心平静了。她的一切看起来还是老样子，但精神上却经历了一次庄严的洗礼。她从运生和运生的妈妈身上，看到了劳动人民的高贵品质。这些品质是什么恶势力都无法摧毁和扭歪歪的。 这些泥手泥脚的人，就是地做人的师表！她不想再抱怨生活对她的不公平了，而要求自己在这不公平的遭遇中认真生活，以无愧于养育自己的土地和乡亲。她要一生一世报答这些深情厚谊！ 她好像一下子老成了。那双春波荡漾的眼睛一夜间变得像秋水一般深沉。她把那条为了在寂莫无聊中寻求刺激而胡乱做成的所谓“吹鼓手裤”，悄悄寒到箱子底下，换上了一身洗得发白的蓝学生装。 早晨，她去井边挑水。杨立孝不知从什么地方冒了出来，几乎是对着她喊： “哎呀！小吴，你知道不，冯国斌为咱社的自由集市问题塌台了！地委已经停了他的职，叫他检查，他又不检查，人家工作组又上去反映去了！他慌了，昨天晚上连夜骑了个车子直奔县上，大概是抱张华那条粗腿去了！哈，还留了个条子，说今早上就回来呀！看慌成啥了！他前几天不是还板着脸刮你吗？现在轮到人家刮他啦！” 吴月琴看见他对别人的不幸如此幸灾乐祸，心里气愤极。 平时他不是对冯书记那么尊敬和恭顺吗？老冯现在倒了霉，他就变成了这么一副嘴脸！ 杨立孝原以为吴月琴听了他的话一定会笑逐颜开，想不到她那么厌恶地对他板着脸。他感到秀不自在，抬脚晃手地走了。 吴月琴咬着嘴唇，怔怔地立在井台上，忘了打水。前几天她已经听到了关于老冯的情况。她当时认为老冯这个硬汉子是不会屈服的，别有用心的人也把他怎么不了。现在她听说冯书记本人也为这事慌了，并且连夜骑车上了县委，感到非常吃惊。 上次老冯虽然训了她一顿，但她不记恨。相反，后来细细一问味，她反倒在心里尊敬他，虽然第一打交道，又那么不和气，但她马上感觉到这是一个直心肠的好人。她喜欢这种性格的人。她觉得在他面前，自己什么话都可以倒出来。她又想到这个没明没黑地为老百姓操劳，像一头又倔又吃苦的老牛，还得时间两只角顶碰各种各样的压力。他目前倒了霉，但不是为了自己的利益——为自己的利益而倒霉的人活该！ 他是为了全公社的老百姓才受到这样的打击。他是为大家受了苦。而他现在的心情又这样焦灼，说明事态也许已经很严重了。她不知为什么觉得自己应该立刻去找他。她上次对他太不礼貌了。她强烈地产生了要向他道歉的愿望，并且也想给他说些宽心的话，叫他不要熬煎，老百姓是站在他一边的！ 她吃完早饭过了好一会，估计老冯大概已人县上回来了，就匆匆到公社去找他。 她到了公社，却扑了个空。老冯没回来。事情是不是真的严重了呢？ 她十分不安地出了公社的院门洞，忍不住向通往县城的公路上眺望。不知为什么，他固执地想很快见见他，给他说几句宽心话，好像她的几句话就能把厄运中的冯书记救出来。 她索性顺公路往前慢慢走去。她甚至孩子气地想：如果能把脚下这颗小石子一脚踢到前边那个小土坑里，冯书记就会马上回来；如果踢不进，今天就不回来。于是，她就提心吊胆地躲这颗小石子，真的像这颗小石子能决定冯书记回来不回来似的。 小石子没踢到土坑里去，她失望地叹了一口气。正准备返回去，却发现远处拐弯的地方闪出一辆自行车。她紧张地盯了一会，高兴得咧嘴一笑，是老冯回来了！她心里想，刚才说错了，应该是小石子踢不进土坑里，冯书记就马上回来。 满头大汗的冯国斌看见吴月琴，从车子上跳下来，毫异而兴奋地问： “你在这里干啥呢？” 吴月琴不好意思地笑了笑，很直率地说：“我在等您！” “有什么事吗？”冯国斌撑起车子，问。 “没。冯书记！我想……佻不要熬煎！您没错！您是好人！您放宽心！您……”她原来准备好的一摊话，此刻全不知道该怎么表达了，她甚至忘了首先应该为上次的事给他道歉。 但是，冯国斌在她一串急促的短句中，已经全部感受到了这个女孩子的一片赤诚之心。他抹了一把黑汗滚淌的脸，温厚地看着她，一双饱经风霜的眼睛，湿润润的。他感动地想： “这个女孩子是多么需要人安慰啊！可是她却安慰别人…… 他略微考虑了一下，然后说： “你回去很快准备一下，到地区师范学校上学去。我这次到县里，就是专门为你办这事的。” 吴月琴的脸一下子变得很苍白。这突如其来的消息，使她脑子轰地点着了一团火！啊，几年来，谁告诉过关于她的好消息呢？作梦也梦不见会有这么好的事！她吃惊地站了一会，一转身，双手捂住脸哭了。 冯国斌望了望她剧烈耸动的肩膀，用粗硬的手指头抹了抹自己的眼角，默然地把目光投向黄绿相间的远山。 吴月琴转过身来，捂着脸的双手垂落了，语气坚定地说： “不！老冯，我不能去！我看见了您的一颗纯正善良的心！ 正因为这，我不愿让您为我受连累！您目前的处境这么困难，那些不存好心的人，肯定又要利用这事做文章，说您为我走后门……再说，我也不愿用这种方式去上学，以改变自己的处境；我要用自己的双手，自己的心灵，自己的努力，去争得自己的进步和前程，您答应我吧！我已经决定了。 " 冯国斌听完她激动的表白，脸上顿时显出庄严的神色。他背抄起手，在公路上来回走了几匝，然后站定，望着等待他作出回答的那张激动的脸，说： “如果因为前面的理由不去，这完全用不着你操心；如果是因为后边的理由不去，那我没有话说。但是，我要对你说，孩子，我是真心实意地想为你做点事，以弥补我以前对你的不能饶恕的过失。但我又是多么愿意听到你后面所说的那些话啊！是的，一个人能这样想，就是在生活的道路上，迈开了真正的一步！” “老冯，您的这些话我会记着的。反正我不去了。您就答应我吧！” 冯国斌黑苍苍的脸上露出了父亲对儿女的那种满意的笑容，说： “那好吧！咱们回去。” 他推着自行车，她跟在他身旁。一老一少迎着升高了的太阳向公社走去。秋天的原野在他们面前展现出一派斑谰的色彩。人们用心血浇灌的果实已经成熟——收获的季节就要来临了！ 两年以后——一九七七年。 又是一个秋收的季节。吴月琴以优异的成绩考取了首都一所著名的理工科大学。同时，冯国斌也提为县革委会的副主任。本来，老冯的调令早下了，但他一直磨蹭着没办手续。 他要等着吴月琴。 这是一个晴朗的早晨。黄灿灿的阳光照耀着五彩缤纷的田野。人们在公社的院子里围着眼邓将出发的吴月琴。已经当了爸爸的运生，兴奋地坐在拖拉机的驾驶台上——他要亲自送吴月琴到县城的汽车站去。村里的人几乎都来送她了。媳妇们和老婆婆们争相拉着她的手。抚摸她。学校的孩子们舍不得吴老师，一个个哭得眼泪汪汪的。吴月琴把运生媳妇怀里的娃娃亲了又亲，然后伏在运生妈妈的胸前哭了。运生妈妈抚摸着她的关发，老泪也像断了线的珠子往下淌。 冯国斌走不进入圈里，站在门台上吧吧地抽着旱烟，握烟锅的手在微微颤抖着。 吴月琴看见了他，快步跑过去。 她站在他面前，脸上挂着泪珠，笑盈盈地看着了。她从黄书包里抽出一个封着的纸卷，双手递到他面前，说： “老冯，这送您留个纪念吧！您还记得两年前我给您念过的一首儿歌吗？您一定记得！我就是根据那首歌的意境画了这张国画。多年不画，手笨得要命。画得不好，您不要嫌！这是我的一点心意。” 冯国斌接过这卷画，厚厚的嘴唇动了动，想说什么，却什么也没说出来。他满怀厚爱地瞥了她一眼，像父亲对出远门的孩子那样嘱咐她：“路上多加小心，别感冒了；到了北京不要忘了给我写信。” "must." "OK, bye." 他伸出粗大的手握了握她的手，便匆匆转身走回自己的房子。吴月琴心中猜：他大概是不愿亲眼看见她走——这些事上，也表现出他那特殊的脾气！她深沉地望了一眼他所住的那间房子，便向拖拉机那边跑去了。 冯国斌回到屋子，背抄着手一动也不动地伫立在窗前。他听见拖拉机发动了，走了，远了…… 现在，他打开那张画，小心翼翼地把它贴在自己的办公桌旁边，然后退后几步，点着一锅烟抽着，长久地盯着这幅画：苍劲的青松，挺拢在蓝天白云之中；树下一朵小小的红花，开得正艳。画的左侧，秀丽的草书竖写着一行字：青松与小红花。