Chapter 70

...My father was sent to the country in 1973, and there was no official notice, that is, he would not allow the performance, and then locked up the people of the Ping Opera Troupe for three or four days, and then went their separate ways... Although since the summer of 1971, in order to respond to the central call, only revolutionary model plays were left in the public performances of the theater... My brother and I stayed in the Chengnan Cotton Textile Factory with our mother for half a year. By the time the winter in 1973, we could not avoid the fate of being sent to the countryside... Xiaolizhuang in the East Suburbs is the general term for the eleventh brigade headquarters. At that time, most of the people in the troupe were assigned here... My mother had a deep fear of the countryside, which allowed her to decisively separate Ping Opera from her life, allowing her to hide in the factory and be cursed by picking up leftovers, allowing her to wake up from her sleep, trembling and shouting... So when she saw her father, she was not happy.But for me and my brother, the new world in front of me is not as terrible as my mother described. At least no one would rush into the house in the middle of the night to smash it... There were more than a dozen people in Xiaolizhuang brigade. Except for a woman and a couple, everyone basically lived a collective life. After we came, my father used mud, logs and stones, plus half a rack and car board to create a new small world outside the donkey shed...

I saw this episode of "Pingju Past" on April Fool's Day, which is the same as what I know in my impression, but it is different. Perhaps the memories are all hidden.

I found out that Pinghai Evening News was a random accident when I bought cigarettes. After all, not only my mother's weekly column was all about it, but now there is a chance that the evening newspaper will appear in the newsstand. I asked the boss and asked the question of influence. Pinghai Evening News is actually a bonus service to subscribe to a certain magazine.

This is not surprising for a municipal newspaper.

Just this morning, my mother called me and said she was talking in Pingyang. If there was no big problem, she could go to X-big later. If you were happy, I would just invite you to have a meal with Chen Yao.

Happy is sure to be happy.

She solemnly asked which restaurant would be better, and she was tired of eating it.

I asked who else.

Yes, I thought of Lao He, Chen Yanru, and even Liang Zhiyuan.

Just you two, she said, "What, your mother is so generous once?"Or, you two come to the administrative new district?

This time I thought of Pingyang Building.

Fortunately, before I could answer, my mother rejected herself: Forget it, let’s go to that Sichuan restaurant, you two are just lucky.

This is a problem, but it’s better to be a big deal, so I won’t bother with her.

Chen Yao was naturally confused. Before she finished her physical education class, she went to the dormitory to take a shower. She wanted to welcome the upcoming meal with a fragrant taste.

Before 11:30, we went to the Sichuan Restaurant to ask for a second-floor private room and called my mother. She said she had a form to fill out and might have to wait half an hour.

So we both waited.

As a result, the waiter urged him twice, but after twelve o'clock, my mother couldn't arrive.

I thought something was wrong, so I called her quickly.

My mother is normal, but we are blamed for being anxious.

I said it wasn't that we were anxious, but the store owner was anxious. If we didn't let the food be served, we should be kicked out.

I was already hungry when I said this, and Chen Yao was looking at me with a beacon, just to chew disposable chopsticks.

Have you ordered the dishes?Then serve cold dishes first. The road is too congested... It's almost time to arrive at the college... Look at you two, have a meal before the boss arrives!I really don't know what to say... After a few pauses, she suddenly laughed, she was out of breath and couldn't organize her normal language for half a minute... It's not possible, I'm going to laugh to death. You two, Ah, have dinner quickly, keep the receipt, and look for me to reimburse. I'm busy now, Ah... Before she finished speaking, she started laughing again.

Chen Yao looked confused, I was probably even more confused than her.

I know it's April Fool's Day, but I didn't expect it to be April Fool's Day for my mother.

After not seeing each other for half a year, Chen Ruonan rose a lot, and the girl's curve first appeared, and even her whole body seemed to be a little white.

Even so, she developed late enough compared to her peers.

But Chen Yao said that this sister was born in poor health and was as hard as a tiny child now. It was good enough, so what else could her husband ask for?

This was so irritating that I didn't know how to answer it.

Compared to my impression, the little girl is much shy. She used to be you, but now she doesn't even say you, which makes people wonder if this is the inevitable price of adolescence. However, she is still tricky, but she just blushed when she lifts her lever.

Chen Ruonan said that she lives in school now and goes home once every two weeks. She has to say hello to her mother first whenever she does anything. Her mother will know at the first time that she really didn't suffocate her.

I said this is raising a pig, you are a pig.

She did not refute, but nodded in agreement.

On the weekend, I visited the university town, stalked around the campus, and finally went to the town to eat donkey meat. This is the only thing that can be called a distinctive thing in our small place.

When I came back from buying oranges, my sister was receiving boiled water. My sister quietly told me that she was going to study in Australia, and her mother agreed.

real?I asked.

She nodded.This is not proud of the point, and in fact, I can't even see whether I am happy or lost.

During the meal, Chen Yao went to the bathroom. I asked Chen Ruonan who was in Australia. She asked what was wrong. I said I just asked casually. My brother also wanted to study abroad.

As I said this, I didn't forget to pick up food for her.

She glanced at me, without saying a word, and sweared not to say anything.

It was not until noon on the bus that she waved at me at her sister's reminder.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a strange feeling, and even my hair stood up, but I couldn't tell where the strangeness was.

As soon as this semester is over, a large number of people have begun to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination. Although most of them are fishing for three days and running on the Internet for two days, this action cannot be underestimated on the psychological offensive of the fools. Simply put, it makes us feel that the days are over, a feeling of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

I was busy recording the previous game and didn't even watch the game. I was idle and watched a few games as I wished. The Pistons heroes were not old, the sun was at its peak, the Spurs were playing steadily, the Lakers were not strong enough, Yao Ming, the momentum was strong, Yao and Mac combined well, after killing the Timberwolves, the Rockets won seven consecutive games, and this year's playoff ticket was half in their hands.

It was after the Rockets beat the Lakers away on April 9 that we were crazy and had to carry the basketball and run out to practice.

Unexpectedly, everyone was so crazy that there was no place to dry diapers on the plastic site, so the fools had to turn to the East District.

There, we met a few brothers from the Academy of Arts, and Chen Chen was there. Maybe it was a long time since we met, but when we met, we suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

His hair was short, but his bangs were still very long, so he had to use his hairband to stretch his forehead. There might be a little girl who thinks it is handsome, but in my opinion, the look is quite alternative. In addition, his face is still pale, and probably the sunshine in the southern hemisphere can do nothing to him.

This guy nodded at me. The moment his chin was raised, his high nose bridge seemed even sharper. He was worthy of being Chen Jianjun's son, he looked like a fucking look.

I didn't say anything or nodded, but just gave me three points, but unfortunately I didn't get in.

After all, they are old acquaintances and the venue is limited, so everyone just made do with it.

Maybe it was because the sun was too warm and the stupid guys were lazy and soft, especially Yang Gang. Every time Chen Chen broke through, he just shook his arms symbolically, reminded him twice, but he didn't see any improvement.

This made me feel itchy. Although I kept reminding myself to be restrained, when Chen Chen rushed in again, I finally couldn't bear it and stepped on the side, raised my hand and gave him a big hat.

The ball greeted her face and a bang sounded.

There was no nosebleed or something, but the fellow villager was obviously stunned. He pressed his left back against his face. After a while, he frowned and glared at me and said: Fuck!

To be honest, his expression made me a little more happy.

There is no other meaning, I just think you should be serious about everything, and playing jungle ball is no exception.

In any case, this blocking fire was lit. As you come and go, the style of the game between the two sides became more and more fierce.

Chen Chen felt okay, but he couldn't make a breakthrough, so he pulled out and shot. Now he didn't have that easy defense. After all, I was at a low position and I couldn't help defend at a high position every time.

Whenever I hold the ball, Chen Jianjun's son also keeps his guard tightly. He doesn't change directions or speeds, and he doesn't even see a mobile phone at all.

That's interesting.

The fierce fight was in full swing, and suddenly someone rushed to our point guard and the other side were tall. Before they could see clearly, the two of them were already hugging each other.

He quickly broke up Ah, and Chen Chen also advised him that it was not the first time he played basketball or something.

At least they pulled it away, and the two of them were still cursing. I patted the yellow-haired back and said that my buddy was rubbing me. I didn’t expect him to shake my hand away, and said: You’re your mother’s pussy!

Maybe it's true, similar words are not clear.

I kicked up and gave this guy a dog a shit, but I didn't get up for a long time.

Several cold artists rushed over and I took a breath. The sun shone brightly, everything was so fresh that it made me feel full of joy.

Following the Nie Shubin case in mid-March, another She Xianglin case broke out in Hubei at the end of March. To some extent, the latter diverted the public's attention to the former.

The teacher of Criminal Procedure Law used a word cleverly. He said that it was not about any conspiracy, but about the resurrection of the Yu Xianglin case, which became a foregone conclusion due to the death of the victim, and there was no room for shirking responsibility. The Nie Shubin case was complicated and it was a pot of sorrow.

Lao He also said that the Nie Shubin case was a concern, and its complexity lies not in the case itself, but in the interests of the entanglement.

The person in charge back then, she smiled mysteriously and stretched out her index finger and poked her upwards. Now the top leader of the Ministry of State Security, she will think about what the situation is.

This is not only a simple legal philosophy and legal practice issue, but an official-oriented issue. It is this official-oriented approach that makes us choose such legal philosophy and legal practice. In short, Lao He said that the tragic cricket of the Nie case is just the tip of the iceberg of the judicial highlights in our country.

Yes, the two living cases seemed to have given the teachers a bloody blood, which made them spit out. Not only in class, they were not spared from the essay meeting.

Even when the band brothers ran to Chen Yanru to listen to the recording, she asked about this, which was simply inexplicable.

White Sweater said the recording was OK, but she didn't know how to mix it, but if she needed it, she could help us find a mixer.

As for whether there is any need, we can't make up for the moment.

Dabo was stuffed with headphones throughout the whole process, shaking his head. When he left the office, I pulled down his headphones.

Under my cold gaze, he leaned on it and said: This is the fucking paper material!

He should mean that he is very hardworking.

So I borrowed an ear to listen to King Crimsn's "The Twenty-first Century Mental Patient".

However, before we could walk out of the Triangle Tower, the familiar melody rang out in our ears, which was gradually stronger and repeated, although the orchestration was completely different.

I thought I had forgotten it, but my heart still skipped a beat.

March 12th, April 20th, was my grandfather’s birthday. I went back to Pinghai under the name of replacing the second-generation ID card.

Despite this, the mother was still unhappy, at least she was unhappy. She said that the police station was not on duty on weekends.

I pretended not to hear.

I ate lunch directly at Xiaolizhuang, and the noisy spirit was not much different from last year's birthday.

In the afternoon, I went to collect information drunkenly, and I went to work hard for more than an hour. After that, I called Wang Weichao.

At night, the waiters had an outdoor barbecue on the flat river beach where catkins were flying. Wang Weichao was the main roast, and it was impossible not to drink alcohol, although his mother advised him to take the initiative.

It was past ten o'clock when I got home. My mother was blowing her hair next to the TV cabinet. When she saw me coming in, she just tilted her head and said nothing.

I called Mom, and she turned around, turned off the hair dryer, and turned on it again immediately. I couldn't say it was okay, maybe she just adjusted the gear.

I asked grandma.Just sleep, she glanced at me, and if you didn’t urge you, you wouldn’t know how to come back!

I sat on the armrest of the sofa, smiled, and didn't say anything.

Tell me about you, the time is quite arranged.She tilted her head to the other side and then blew.

I sighed like a big man.

My mother smiled, and soon the sound was gone again, at least it could not be heard in the buzzing sound.She was wearing pink and sleeping in a farmer, which was fragrant. The warm wind magnified the fragrance infinitely and blew on my face.

Where is my dad?I approached my mother and grabbed the hair dryer. I haven't come back yet?

It's over, it's over!She struggled for a moment, and quickly stretched her head and turned toward her side.

I sniffed.I don't know if it was alcohol or the buzzing that made my mind a little numb.

Your dad, Xiao Lizhuang, I'll be back in a while!Amid the roar of the hair dryer, she was loud and sighing loudly, playing mahjong!

I oh for a while, but I don't know who to tell me.The black hair slid through my hands, which felt strange, so I said: My hair is long.

That's not long, can it grow shorter and shorter?My mother smiled, quickly raised her head, changed to a small gear, tsk, I can come by myself!

I also followed suit and quickly changed to a small gear.

Cool breeze!

I changed it to cool breeze again.This time, I didn't tsk, but burped.

Didn't drink alcohol, right?

I smiled.

After finishing it, take a shower, it's so stinking!

Why can't I smell it?

My mother ignored me and turned around and supported the TV cabinet.I also sat down next to the TV, and it was much more comfortable now.

When will you leave?

Tomorrow Ah, it’s not that I don’t know.

It's like your mother chasing you.She turned her face and smiled.

Then I won’t leave, I will leave tomorrow Thursday and Sunday.

OK, do you still know what your surname is?She glanced at me and elbowed her lightly.

I must have smiled exaggeratedly, pinched the black hair and raised it high. In this moment, something on my mother's collar shook in front of me.

To be precise, it is the indigo cyan on the right neck, which is close to the collarbone. It can be seen that it is an arc shape, like a faded petal.

At first I thought it was some kind of pigment, such as the red potion that was not wiped clean, or the clothes were soaked, but this idea was ridiculous because the teeth marks were clearly visible in the faded arc.

My mother was still saying something, and the cyan veins on her neck were leaping gently in front of her eyes. I felt my hands slippery, as if they had melted.

It was obviously my father left it. I told myself this, but my incompetent stomach surging. I had no choice but to throw the hair dryer and head straight for the bathroom.

After a while, my mother knocked on the half-closed door and asked if she had any hello.

I feel that the whole world is stuck in my throat, but I can't spit it out.

My mother came in and patted me on the back and let you drink!

She almost gritted her teeth.

The next day, I was woken up by my father.

During the meal, the family of three asked my mother what to do and said she wanted to perform in another place. Qingxia took her away at around five o'clock.

I casually asked where to perform, Ancient Town Ah.

My father picked up a sour radish.

Isn’t the Qingming Temple Fair coming soon?

Oh, my father threw the sour radish back again. It was too late to be cured of that cultural festival, and there were no one, so I won’t do it this year!

I buried my head in eating and didn't say anything.

I hesitated whether to give up.

My father raised his face and drank the porridge whirred, but it would be useless for grandma to let him slow down.

It was not until a bowl of rice was finished that he put down the bowl and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

The old sow suffocated half of his cubs again, and he carried a cigarette, the second time this month.

You have to watch it, can you do it if you don’t look down on it?Grandma knocked on the bowl.

I picked up the sour radish.

Mom, cunt.

The sour radish is really crispy, but it can’t be said that it’s bitter to chew.

The meat is cheap. My father touched the lighter for a long time, but did not light the cigarette. Instead, he picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of sausage. He still had to find a fairy to see Ah.

He couldn't see it well, who is in the Hou Temple... Grandma is very excited about this topic.

What is the price of raw meat now?During the dispute between my father and grandma, I think I have to say something, four or five?Four blocks seven?

Four-piece two is not OK?Remain four or five.The father smiled and finally lit a cigarette. He stretched out his waist and stood up. Where can I take the bus for a while?

When my father went to the balcony, my grandmother began to complain, saying that pigs were pigs after all, and if they were like humans, we didn’t have to raise them anymore.

I don't know what to say, I can only drink.

I didn't expect my grandmother to pound me, which made her eldest grandson almost spit it out.

Her voice was very low: When I came back from the ancient town, I had to go to Lincheng. Your mother, a busy man, didn’t I come back from Pingyang two days ago?

When?I used a lot of force to swallow the gnocchi.

When?

Didn’t you say you just came back from Pingyang?

Didn't tell you?Just last Saturday Ah and said what meeting was going on.I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but my grandma’s eyes are getting rounder and rounder.

My father rode a motorcycle to take me away. I asked why I didn’t drive. He smiled and showed his yellow teeth. It took him a while to say in the wind with smoke smell: If there is a social event, it is not convenient to drive a car. Now it is strictly checked.

I asked him why he had quit smoking early and why he smoked again.

My father didn't say anything, I don't know if he heard it.

The morning wind was unforgettably cold, and the huge sunlight tilted down, shattering the asphalt road in half. I suddenly had a strange feeling: the world was rising, and we, my father and I, were sitting on motorcycles, sinking infinitely.