Chapter 4 Later

Has Dahei married a wife later?

When I saw it, I knew that I was the grandson of Dahei, that is to say, Dahei was my grandfather. Our family's surname is Sun, and my grandfather's name is Sun Dahei.

My father's name is Sun Youfu, and my name is Sun Liangtu, which means that the future is bright.

My grandfather Dahei lived at the end of the Republic of China, and my father Sun Youfu was once arrested by the Kuomintang. Fortunately, my father was clever and knew how to return. Finally, he bravely devoted himself to the great liberation of the Communist Party and contributed his modest strength to the liberation of the great motherland.

Later, after 1949, my father knew that the rapids retreated bravely to avoid the tragedy of my current era. Yes, I was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag, contributing my own strength to the motherland's fight against the remnants of the bourgeoisie.

I have to say that 1969 to 1979 was a special era, which can be said to be an era of darkness and light coexistence.

Many people who came out of this era have precipitated a factor in their bodies after experiencing the ups and downs of the world, either positive, simple and unpretentious, or despicable and selfish.

And I was in this era, and I understood the trauma and some degree of satisfaction brought to people by that era.

At the end of the 1960s, under the great call, 'Rural is a vast world, where you can make great achievements. It is necessary for intellectual youth to go to the countryside and receive re-education from poor middle peasants.'

So I, an educated youth who had not yet graduated from junior high school, followed the trend of the times and rushed to a small mountain village in a small county in the northwest.

After I came here, I didn't have any discomfort. Unlike those who came down from big cities, I can't bear hardships and complain about poor conditions.

I think I am also half a rural person, because my grandfather is originally a rural person. Later, I gave birth to my father. After my father's efforts, we later moved to the city to live.

This time, under the call of the great chairman, I happened to be in the land where I was born and raised, so as to repay the kindness of the motherland, set off the residual heat of my body, and strive to make my own contribution to the liberation of the motherland. At that time, there were several other educated youths who came with me, two men and three women, all from all over the world. The reason is very simple. We have a common goal.

After we arrived in the village, we received a warm welcome. At that time, we were the production captain of the commune and spoke on the stage with a strong Shanxi accent. I roughly understood that it should be our welcome words.

After that, we were arranged to live.

We live in two caves, one for the man and one for the woman.

The six of us gathered together for a meeting in the evening, and we first announced our names to each other.

First, a fat man stood up, round, cut an inch of his head, wearing a military uniform, and wearing a suit-like trousers. He grinned and said, "My name is Ma Pingchuan, a flat horse, a flat horse, a flat river, and a flat river. I came from Hunan to support the construction of the northwest. "

At this time, someone said, "That's where our great leader was born, with a taste of reverence."

After that, everyone introduced themselves one by one. One was Zhang Yun, one was Bai Lan, and the other was an educated youth from the capital. His name was Li Jie.

Only one girl looks a little awkward, as if she doesn't want to talk. Finally, I spit out my name as if I were struggling: my name is Hilly.

The last one is me.

"Hills," one person repeated in his mouth, "how to choose such a strange name."

At this time, in order to relieve the girl's embarrassment, I said, "The name is not important, but the dedication. How many unknown people have silently threw their heads and shed their blood for the motherland in so many years!"

My words aroused everyone's ambition. Everyone straightened their faces and looked at me, Fatty Ma actually stood up and applauded. I was a little embarrassed and said, "It's all well taught by the people."

Finally, after the meeting, Fatty Ma came over and put him on my shoulder and said to me, "Look, we really get along well with each other. We have to take care of each other in the future." Because Fatty Ma came from the south and spoke Mandarin with a heavy dialect flavor, which made me almost misheard.

I thought about it, one is Sun Liangtu and the other is Ma Pingchuan, which really has a little smell.

After that, Fat Ma and I got along well.

Li Jie, the male educated youth who came down from Beijing, is a cunning man who sticks to the production captain of the commune all day long. Therefore, his work is very light, and sometimes he doesn't even have to work.

So he broke away from the people's line, and Fatty Ma and I despised him very much.

It is very difficult to come to the northwest to support the construction of the motherland.

And there is a shortage of water here, and it is even difficult to take a shower. I'm fine. I'm half a northerner.

But Fatty Ma can't stand it. He is a southerner. He has never suffered this crime. If he doesn't take a shower, it will kill him.

Because of the lack of water in the northwest, our water supply is allocated, and we can only take a bath once a month or even months.

We basically don't need any water except for drinking water.

But Fatty Ma is a person from the south. He is usually used to using water. It's more uncomfortable not to take a shower for a month than to kill him.

One day when I came back from working outside, I didn't find Fatty Ma. It is reasonable that Fatty Ma should also come back at this time.

I put away the tool and shouted, "Fat man. But no one pays attention to it."

I went around the back of the cave to find Ma Pangzi. Behind the cave is a short hillside. The firewood we usually burn is from the mountain.

Fat Ma and I often open small stoves here, because the living conditions of the commune are really bad. For months, I couldn't eat meat. Fatty Ma and I had a bitter stomach. Finally, we asked for forgiveness from the organization in our hearts and stewed a pheasant in private. Since then, we have often been doing this kind of thing, but we have not forgotten to confess to the organization and denounce capitalism for its extravagance and waste. In the future, I will resolutely change my mind and become an innocent person.

There are three girls who came with us, but I pay more attention to the girl named 'Hill'. Don't doubt my purity. I just think she is pitiful. And it seems that the age is only ten * years old, and the same two people are estimated to be 245 years old.

It's just that she gives me a special feeling. Later, Fat Ma asked me why I always bullied other girls.

I refuted him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm taking care of her. For the smooth construction of the northwest, I won't let anyone drag down the motherland."

Fat Ma then asked me, "Why don't you take care of the other two?"

I didn't say anything for a moment. Fatty Ma grabbed the gap and immediately said, "I caught you right. Tell me the truth, you know the principle of handling this aspect in the organization, 'be frank and be lenient, resist strict'."

I have a speech.

Fat Ma was so happy and said, "I answered for you. You still don't look at the beautiful girl."

I blushed and immediately scolded Fatty Ma and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Fat Ma was a little anxious to see me and didn't make fun of me, but he looked at me with a * smile on his face, as if I knew what I knew.

I couldn't wait to scold him happily at that time, but I got used to it after a long time, and *'s smile became the iconic thing of Fat Ma.

I invited 'Hill' to eat with us several times, but she refused.

I'm definitely not as impure as Fatty Ma said. I really feel that this girl is a little strange. Since then, she has made me feel more mysterious.

After I walked around the hillside behind the cave, I shouted, "Fat Ma."

Suddenly, I saw a burst of steaming gas rising. I never wanted someone to take a hot bath there at that time, because the lack of water here did not allow me to have that luxury idea.

I thought it was a ghost, because when I first came to this small mountain village in the northwest, I heard rumors from the locals that it was haunted. There are always some strange sounds at night. At first, I was a little wary, but I didn't hear the so-called ghost voice for months, so I regarded it as a joke.

But is there really a ghost in this strange fog?

But at that time * taught us: "Don't be afraid of any spirit to encourage me to move forward."