Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty-One

A Bing, who had been suffering all his life, finally cleared the clouds and mist to see the blue sky. After the performance of "Erquan Yingyue", there was a storm of applause on the field.Just as everyone stood up and applauded A Bing, A Bing suddenly passed out... This day has finally arrived. On August 24, 1950, in Wuxi Park, red flags were fluttering and crowds were crowded. The Wuxi Municipal Government held a concert for A Bing. The weather was particularly good that day, and God seemed to be very sympathetic to A Bing. After days of cloudy and rainy weather, it suddenly cleared up, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly. People flocked to the park from all directions happily, saying:

"Blind Bing is alive again, poor man, I thought he was dead." "Yes! I haven't heard him play the piano for several years, and I really want to listen to it again." "A Bing's huqin is amazing. Some people cry when they listen to it, while others feel that they are enlightened and their eyes are happy." "This is the charm of art, which is called the benevolent see benevolence and the wise see wisdom." This is two teachers who are discussing. "Hurry up, Bing, the blind man, is going to perform on stage today. I heard that Beijing sent people, and Chairman Mao sent people here." This is what the old people said.

"Yeah, I didn't expect poor A Bing to have today." "Come on, let's go to see A Bing play." The children who used to pay for A Bing's paddock have grown up, and they are running around telling each other. The villagers of Xiaosi Village came. A Bing's sister-in-law is here. And Aju, his wife and their children also came from the countryside... When the time came, Vice Mayor Li announced: "Comrades, please be quiet. The music concert specially held by the Wuxi Municipal Government for the folk musician A Bing is now beginning. In the old society, A Bing suffered a lot. Today, in Beijing, Chairman Mao, Premier Zhou specially sent a working group to record A Bing, and now we ask the leader of the working group, Yang Yin, to speak a few words."

Yang Yin, who was sitting next to the deputy mayor, stood up with a happy face and said: "Fathers and folks in Wuxi, I am also from Wuxi. I am now teaching at the Beijing Central Conservatory of Music. , we were specially sent to record A Bing. I want to tell you with excitement that we have already recorded A Bing’s work of weeping blood. Today, the one who invites A Bing to perform on stage is "Er Quan Ying" which is going to be reported to Chairman Mao. moon"." "Okay..." The audience cheered. Deputy Mayor Li announced: "Now invite Mr. A Bing to come on stage."

A Bing hugged a new huqin, put on a new blue gown, wore a red scarf, sunglasses and a velvet hat, and was surrounded by everyone on the rostrum. Deputy Mayor Li handed the microphone to A Bing and said, "A Bing, say a few words!" A Bing took the microphone and said only one sentence: "Fathers and folks in Wuxi, I, A Bing, is dying. I didn't... I didn't expect that there would be... today. God, why did you suddenly open your eyes?" Eyes..." A Bing's tears rolled down his pale cheeks. Deputy Mayor Li said: "A Bing, it is the Communist Party, it is Chairman Mao, who has brought light to the Chinese people. A Bing, the days of suffering are gone forever. Play the piano, A Bing, let your suffering, your Tell your complaints, your struggles and your hopes to Chairman Mao, to the elders of Wuxi and the people of the whole country!"

So A Bing sat down and played the erhu. Immediately, the mournful and passionate sound of the piano spread to the sky... A Bing pulled desperately, as if he wanted to pass on the humiliation, struggle and hope he had suffered for so many years to Beijing, to Zhongnanhai, and to Chairman Mao. People listened quietly, and the sufferings of the past seemed to reappear before their eyes... The plunder of the rebel army, the bullying of the Japanese devils... The people of Wuxi are struggling, resisting, and longing... It was finally dawn, and Wuxi was liberated. The Communist Party and Chairman Mao liberated Wuxi.From now on, you will no longer be bullied.

The night finally passed, and a red sun rose from the east bank of Taihu Lake. Along with the sonorous sound of the piano, the miserable A Bing finally showed hope on his face. The suffering people of Wuxi finally saw the blue sky through the clouds and mists. People wiped away the tears from their faces and showed joyful smiles. At the end of the song, there was a storm of applause on the field. "Abing, that's great." "A Bing..." "A Bing..." Just as everyone stood up and applauded A Bing, A Bing suddenly fainted. "Abing, what's the matter with you?"

Everyone gathered around. Deputy Mayor Li ordered his subordinates: "Call an ambulance." The ambulance came, and A Bing was sent to the hospital. In the hospital, doctors and nurses are nervously rescuing A Bing. Deputy Mayor Li, Yang Yin and other members of the working group waited anxiously outside. The doctor came out and said, "He woke up. He has a bad heart and severe tuberculosis. He needs to rest now. He is not out of danger yet." A Bing's illness affected the hearts of the people in Wuxi, and many people took flowers to visit A ​​Bing in the ward. A Bing received the care of the party and the government.

In the hotel, Yang Yin and the two comrades in the working group said: "A Bing's illness will not recover for a while, and now we can't record it. Let's take the recorded six songs back to Beijing. When A Bing recovers, we will Record again." Both teachers said: "That's good." Yang Yin was sitting beside A Bing's hospital bed, and he said, "A Bing, take care of your illness, we are going to take the recording and go back to Beijing first, and we will record it after you recover from your illness." A Bing nodded and said, "Brother Yang Yin...you...you have worked hard. When I recover from my illness, I will definitely help...help...you record."

"A Bing, don't worry, with the care of the party and the government, your illness will be cured." "Brother Yang Yin... thank you... Taihu Lake...is as wide as your kindness to me..." A Bing said weakly. "A Bing..." Yang Yin held A Bing's hand tightly and said, "A Bing, it is the Communist Party and Chairman Mao who care about our folk musicians, so you must hold on and get better." "Okay...okay..." Ah Bing gasped again. Yang Yin covered him with a quilt and said, "You should rest and stop talking." The next day, Yang Yin accompanied Vice Minister of Culture Zhang Fenglei and a lesbian to A Bing's bedside. Yang Yin said, "A Bing, Vice Minister Zhang Fenglei came from Beijing to see you. He is now It was the vice minister of the Ministry of Culture, who arranged for us to record."

Vice Minister Zhang said: "A Bing, hello!" "Ah, brother Fenglei, hello, thank you!" "You want to thank the Communist Party and Chairman Mao. I brought greetings from Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou. A Bing, do you still remember that we went to Wudang Mountain together, to the grasslands and the great desert?" "...Remember, Hero Fenglei... At that time, I... felt that you were very righteous and upright. Thank you for saving me many times. It's just... that you are a wanderer... I don't know where?" "I don't know either. I haven't heard from him since we broke up." Deputy Minister Zhang pointed to Wulanqinwa next to her and said, "A Bing, do you still remember the girl on the grassland, Wulanqinwa? She also came to see you. She is now a dance teacher at the Central University for Nationalities." "Brother A Bing, hello." Wulanqinwa said while holding A Bing's hand. "Ah, Qinwa, thank you for coming to see me, and say hello to the uncle." "Brother Fenglei, when will you come back?" "As long as your illness improves and you can record, we will come right away. Therefore, you must take good care of your illness, and you will definitely get better..." Just as he was talking, Vice Mayor Li came in. Yang Yin said: "Mayor Li, we are leaving tomorrow. I hope you can cure A Bing's illness as soon as possible. We still need to record." Vice Minister Zhang said: "A Bing's disease must be cured." Deputy Mayor Li said: "Minister, don't worry, we will definitely do everything possible." Yang Yin held A Bing's hand and said with concern: "A Bing, you must recover from your illness and wait for us." Vice Minister Zhang also held A Bing's hand tightly and said, "You have to hold on, you will be fine. We still have to take you to Beijing." A Bing shed tears excitedly.exactly: