Chapter 52 Chapter Thirteen (2)

Luo Yun was standing in the room, smiling at him. I haven't seen him for a few years. Luo Yun's figure is a bit plump than before. She is wearing a newly-renewed women's dress, and her long, wavy hair falls from under her beanie. Spreading it over her shoulders, she smiled and said, "Yuan Jun, didn't you think it was me?" Yuan Jun was stunned for a moment and said, "I didn't expect that, why are you here?" "After graduation, of course I have to come back." "are you looking for me?" "Yuan Jun, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten our relationship?"

Yuan Jun said coldly: "I'm sorry, I really forgot what our relationship is, can you remind me?" Luo Yun came over and stroked Yuan Jun's face and said softly: "Don't do this, I know you are angry with me, but do you know? I did have difficulties at the time, not to mention that I also asked Zhou Xiaobai to tell you what I meant, I I believe you will understand, look, I have graduated now, didn't I come to you again? Really, Yuan Jun, I haven't changed my mind." Yuan Jun remained silent. "I wrote you a letter, but you never replied, Yuan Jun, you shouldn't treat me like this. I didn't do anything wrong to you."

Yuan Jun looked at Luo Yun and shook his head gently: "Luo Yun, I'm afraid we are not suitable, I am not a narrow-minded person, I will not care about such trivial matters, I just think you are too scheming, I am not your opponent, It feels so bad to always be on the defensive when dealing with a woman." Luo Yun said in surprise, "You actually look at me like this? Did I do something wrong to you?" "There's no need to mention the previous things. Although they are all trivial things, they give me a feeling that your friendship is unreliable when it comes to critical moments."

Luo Yun was irritated: "These views were probably instilled in you by Zhou Xiaobai, right? Yuan Jun, I didn't come to you to pray for anything. It's not that I, Luo Yun, can't find a boyfriend. Hang yourself, don't feel too good about yourself." Yuan Jun put on a rascal face: "Don't be so excited, if it's not worth it for me, you should know who I am, if I didn't meet you at the Shichahai Ice Rink back then, Zhong Yuemin and I would have to shoot other girls, The key is the process, it doesn't matter who is photographed, anyway, there are plenty of chicks who are taken in."

Luo Yun sneered: "Yuan Jun, you still look like a gangster back then." "Then you should be lucky. You have been with me for so long, and I didn't take advantage of it. To be honest, I have always wanted to do this, but I just didn't find the opportunity. Today you came to your door yourself. an opportunity." Yuan Jun approached Luo Yun step by step. Luo Yun stood up in panic: "What are you doing? I'm going to call someone." Yuan Jun smiled: "Everyone in the company knows that my girlfriend is here, and this is my dormitory again. What am I afraid of? It's a joke at most. I'm in a hurry..."

Luo Yun pushed the door open and jumped out: "Yuan Jun, what kind of hooligan are you playing? I'm going to sue you to your political commissar." Yuan Jun made a gesture of catching up: "Let's get things done first, and you can sue wherever you like..." Luo Yun ran away in fright. Yuan Jun shouted: "Correspondent, catch her, don't let her escape..." The company correspondent hurried over: "Deputy company commander, is there something wrong?" Yuan Jun smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, you can go back." Duan Tiezhu, the company commander, opened the door and came in: "Deputy company commander Yuan, just now I saw your girlfriend running very fast, as if there was a ghost chasing her from behind, you must be messing with someone, right?"

Yuan Jun laughed loudly: "Why not just use hands and feet? I invited her to sleep with me for a while, but she ran away in fright." Duan Tiezhu said: "What? To sleep with you? Is this plausible? Tell me clearly, have you already succeeded? Have you got the fucking certificate? How dare you do it so boldly..." At this time, at the educated youth spot in Shichuan Village, northern Shaanxi, the educated youths gathered in the yard happily, and everyone surrounded Cao Gang who had just returned from the county. The educated youths are very excited. These years, the educated youths hardly have any income. No matter how hard they work every year, they still owe the village ration money at the end of the year. Life is miserable.So when they heard the news that the country wanted to recruit workers, the educated youths were so excited that it was hard to describe.

Cao Gang shouted loudly: "Brothers, good news. I just came back from the county. According to reliable information, the scope of recruitment this time is the educated youth who have been sent to the countryside for more than three years. That is to say, the people in our educated youth point should be 100% playful." Jiang Biyun asked: "What units are there?" Cao Gang said: "The best units are the military enterprises that moved from the mainland to the third line. They are all owned by the whole people. Our first choice is of course state-owned enterprises, and there are county-owned enterprises and commercial systems. By the way, Zheng Tong Woolen cloth?"

Jiang Biyun said, "He is reading in the cave." "Call him out quickly, why is this kid indifferent to recruiting?" Jiang Biyun shouted: "Zheng Tong, come out quickly, there is good news." Zheng Tong lazily walked out of the cave dwelling with a book, and said indifferently: "Isn't it just recruitment? I've heard about it a long time ago." Cao Gang asked strangely: "Dude, you don't seem to be interested?" "It's because I don't have much interest. Anyway, I'm doing work. Where is it different?" "It's so different. If you work in the village for a year, you may still owe the rations of the team. The work value of a strong laborer is less than five cents. If you become a state-owned enterprise employee, you will be paid thirty or forty yuan a month." , that's pretty rich."

Zheng Tong said indifferently: "I don't care. I didn't starve to death when I was an educated youth in the village. I went to a factory to earn a salary of tens of yuan, but I couldn't get rich. I don't care where I want to be distributed." Guo Jie said: "Zheng Tong, are you stupid for reading? This is not enough for food. Recruitment is a major event in our educated youth's life. If you delay it, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Zheng Tong flipped through the book and replied: "I don't want to fight with you. If you have a good unit, you can go there. I can sweep the streets."

Cao Gang said: "Jiang Biyun, what's the matter with Zheng Tong recently? He looks stupid? Is he mentally ill? You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?" Zheng Tong raised his head: "You're the only one who is sick, I'm just too lazy to be a commoner." Jiang Biyun smiled and said: "Don't look at you who usually sleep on a kang, but none of you know him." Cao Gang said, "I don't think you know him well. Do you know what he's thinking all day long?" "Of course I know him. Otherwise, can I fall in love with him? Zheng Tong, there is another good news. Maybe you are more interested. The County Education Bureau is recruiting primary and secondary school teachers. Educated youths who have been in the team for more than three years can sign up, but Candidates must pass a unified examination and interview." Zheng Tong's eyes suddenly burst into light: "Really? This is good news." Jiang Biyun proudly said to the educated youths: "Look, is this a sick person? Or do I know him well? He is a person with his own thoughts, which is different from you ordinary people." Guo Jie said disapprovingly: "Fuck, we are ordinary people, what is he? A saint?" Jiang Biyun said loudly: "I'm afraid there is still some distance from a saint, but he must be an extraordinary person..." At dusk, Zheng Tong and Jiang Biyun sat side by side on the mountain ridge behind Shichuan Village. This was the place where Zhong Yuemin and Qin Ling met. After Zhong Yuemin left, this became the place where Zheng Tong and Jiang Biyun had a tryst. The Loess Plateau in the twilight looks dignified and desolate, and the blood-like setting sun slantly shines on the undulating hills. Looking around, the sky and the earth are integrated.On the hillside not far away, the sheep-herding old man Du sang Xintianyou's "Shandandan Flowers Blooming Red and Brilliantly" at the top of his voice. Shandandan is blooming, Bright red. Our brother is going home, Brother go home. ... Zheng Tong and Jiang Biyun don't have too many quiet conversations each time, and most of the time they spend together sit in silence.These years, Zheng Tong has been reading crazily. In the eyes of outsiders, Zheng Tong has become a veritable nerd. This kind of nerd has a common characteristic, that is, he is indifferent to what happens around him, and seems to have entered a kind of dementia. state, it is easy to be regarded as mentally abnormal.Once during Chinese New Year, the educated youths were making dumplings, but Zheng Tong was sitting in the yard reading a book. Cao Gang and others wanted to play tricks on this nerd, so they ate all the dumplings, leaving nothing for him.Zheng Tong read until it was dark, and suddenly felt hungry, so he went into the kitchen to look for something to eat. Cao Gang said, "Didn't you just finish eating dumplings?" Zheng Tong was taken aback, and immediately said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I Forget." After speaking, he got on the kang and went to sleep.This incident became a classic joke among the educated youth.At that time, Jiang Biyun was not at the educated youth spot when she went to the commune to do business. When she came back and heard about it, she and Cao Gang had a big fight. Jiang Biyun feels that Zheng Tong's books have not been read in vain all these years. What is he thinking about? And fate had a deep feeling.Faced with this change in Zheng Tong, Jiang Biyun was both relieved and frightened. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Zheng Tong. Zheng Tong finally broke the silence: "Biyun, I want to go to the county education bureau for a try, do you agree?" Jiang Biyun gently straightened his collar and said, "I'll go with you, I think I can still be a primary school teacher." Zheng Tong said: "I want to teach middle school, Chinese, history, geography, I have no problem teaching these subjects." "I'm so happy for you, after all these years of self-study, you finally have a place to use." Zheng Tong's eyes looked into the distance, and he meditated: "Knowledge... is really a good thing. It can make people wake up and make people realize it. It is like a torch in the long night, giving you light and warmth. When you enter After a certain state, mundane things are not so important, you have no time to think about the abundance and poverty of material life, you acquire knowledge for a kind of thinking, a kind of self-improvement." "So what are you thinking about? What are you perfecting? In short, what kind of person do you want to be? What is your ultimate goal?" "Back then, Chen Yinke mentioned in his eulogy in memory of Mr. Wang Guowei that the spirit of independence and free thought is really a very high level, which is admirable." "Zheng Tong, it's no wonder they say you're weird, even I almost don't know you anymore, what specific things are there in the questions you're thinking about." Zheng Tong closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Take history as a mirror. History is a mirror. Everything in reality can be referenced in history. I was thinking that human beings are probably the animal with the shortest memory. That evening , I was sitting here reading a book, I was watching "The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich", I looked up and suddenly raised my head, and found that the sun was setting, and the mountains to the west were covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sky and the earth It is golden, as if it is burning. Facing such a brilliant sunset, I feel cold all over my body, as if I have fallen into ice water. The historical picture is so similar. I think of the red August in 1966, that memory In August, what left the deepest impression on me is a bright red hue. This is not a red flag, red armband, or red quotation book, but the blood of the victims... That hot and sunny August, reflected There is blood everywhere, why is this happening? What is the reason for everything that happened? Could it be that our nation is born to enjoy killing? In this short period of one month, where is the rationality of the entire nation? Yes, a person who is crazy can be forgiven, but a nation that is crazy and irrational is unforgivable..." Jiang Biyun hugged Zheng Tong in shock: "My God, you're thinking too much, stop thinking about it, your wild thinking is too dangerous, don't you want to express a kind of profundity on purpose?" Zheng Tong seemed to be immersed in a kind of artistic conception. He stared into the distance with blurred eyes and muttered to himself: ... I am the poet of the body and the poet of the soul, I have the pleasures of heaven and the pains of hell, The former I grafted upon myself to multiply, The latter I translated it into a new language... Jiang Biyun recognized that this was Whitman's poem. Zheng Tong once said that poets like Xu Zhimo and Dai Wangshu bothered him the most. Their verses were sweet and greasy, humming, and could easily make men impotent.He likes Whitman's poems, which are full of rational poems, masculine poems. Zheng Tong seems to be talking in his sleep: ... O my soul, We found our own home in the quiet coolness of dawn. My voice pursues where my sight cannot reach, My tongue accepts the world in one roll... Zheng Tong stared at the twilight of the Loess Plateau. On the sapphire blue sky, a waning moon had already risen, where the singing of Xintianyou was drifting, and the decaying grass was desolate... Jiang Biyun looked at the rolling hills in the distance in a daze, and Zheng Tong's deep voice came from his ear: . . . I surrender myself to the dirt, let it grow in my beloved grass, If you need me again, Please look for me under your boots...