Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty-Three Pig Sixteen Thinks About His Old Town

The sun and the moon fly like an arrow, and time flies like an arrow. I have been acting as a pig king on this deserted sandbar, and it has been my fifth year. At first, I tried to introduce monogamy on the sandbar. I thought it would be a welcome change in human civilization, but I didn't expect it to be strongly opposed.Not only the sows objected, but even the boars who clearly took advantage of the situation also grumbled to express their dissatisfaction.I was puzzled by this, so I went to ask Diao Xiaosan. He lay in the thatched hut we specially built for him to protect him from wind and rain, and said coldly: You don’t need to be king, but you must follow the rules when you become a king. .

I had no choice but to acquiesce to the cruel and merciless jungle rules, with my eyes closed, imagining little flower pigs, butterfly fans, a vague female donkey, and even a few more vague shadows of women, messing around with those sow wild boars. to mate.Escape as much as you can, cut corners as much as you can, but just like that, after a few years, dozens of colorful bastards have appeared on the sandbar. Spots, like those Dalmatians that often appear in your TV commercials.These bastards still roughly maintained the physical characteristics of wild boars, but their intelligence was clearly higher than their mother's.As these mongrels have grown, I have been unable to complete such a heavy mating.Every time the sows are in estrus, I play the evaporation game with them.With the Pig King absent, the horny sows had no choice but to downgrade.As a result, almost all boars got the chance to mate.The offspring are more diverse: some are like sheep, some are like dogs, some are like lynxes, and the most frightening thing is that a hybrid sow gave birth to a monster with a long nose like a baby elephant.

In April 1981, when apricot blossoms were in full bloom and sows were in heat, I swam from the branch of the big river to the south bank.The upper layer of the river is warm and the lower layer is cold.At the confluence of the warm water in the upper layer and the cold water in the lower layer, groups of migrating fish swim upstream. I was deeply moved by their courageous spirit of not being afraid of difficulties, dangers, bloodshed and sacrifices in order to return to the mother river. Standing in the shallows, watching their gray and white figures struggling to swing their tail fins and moving forward courageously, I meditated for a long time.

In the past years, I played evaporation and never left the sandbar.There are lush vegetation on the sandbar, and there is an uplifted sandy ridge in the southeast. Tens of thousands of masson pine trees grow on the sandy ridge, and dense shrubs grow under the pine trees. It is really easy to find a hiding place. Raise the paw.But this year, my sudden whim was actually not a whim but an urgent inner need. I felt that I had to go back to Xingyuan Pig Farm and Ximentun, as if I was going to a place that was decided many years ago. Appointments that cannot be changed. It has been nearly four years since I fled the pig farm together with the sow Xiaohua, but I can return to the Xingyuan pig farm even if I am blindfolded, because there is the fragrance of apricot blossoms in the warm westerly wind, because it is my hometown after all .I went west along the narrow but perfectly level road at the top of the embankment.On the south side of the embankment is a vast field, and on the north side of the embankment are rolling red willow bushes.On the slopes on both sides of the river embankment, there grows skinny Amorpha fruticosa, and the Amorpha fruticosa is covered with crazy vines. The vines are clustered with white flowers, exuding a dull aroma similar to cloves.

The moon is fine, of course, but compared with the two moons I've described you so richly, this night's moon is high up and a little absent-minded.It no longer lowers its height and changes its color to accompany me and chase me, but is like a lady sitting on a high-shafted carriage, wearing a hat full of feathers on her head, and a white veil on her face, hurrying along. When I reached the tenacious land of Blue Face, I stopped the hooves that were rushing westward chasing the moon.I looked south and saw that the land of Ximentun Brigade on both sides of the blue-faced land was full of mulberry trees with fat leaves. Under the mulberry trees, there were several women picking mulberries by the moon.This scene moved my heart. I knew that the countryside after Mao Zedong had changed.On the blue-faced land, wheat is still planted, and it is still the ancient variety.The well-developed root systems of the mulberry trees in the land on both sides obviously took away the nutrition of his land, and at least four ridges of wheat were obviously affected: they were short and slender, and the wheat ears were as thin as flies.This is likely to be Hong Taiyue's dark move to punish the blue face. It depends on how you resist it.I saw, under the moon, beside the mulberry tree, a figure was swaying.He dug deep trenches, bare his back, and vowed to compete with the people's commune.He dug a narrow and deep ditch between his own land and the mulberry trees of the production team, and cut off many yellow mulberry roots with a sharp shovel.This incident seems unusual.Digging ditches on one's own land is understandable, but cutting off the roots of the production team is suspected of destroying collective property.I looked at the old blue-faced black bear's clumsy body and reckless movements from a distance, and I was momentarily at a loss.If the mulberry trees on both sides grow into towering trees, the blue-faced land of single-handed households will become barren.I soon learned that my judgment was all wrong.At this time, the production brigade had collapsed, and the people's communes had existed in name only.Rural reform has entered the stage of dividing land into households.The land on both sides of the blue-faced land has been divided into individual names, and it is entirely up to the individual to plant mulberry or grow grain.

My legs took me to the Xingyuan pig farm. The apricot tree is still there, but the pig house is gone.Although there were no markers, I saw the old apricot tree with a crooked neck at a glance.Around the apricot tree, a protective wooden fence was erected, and a sign was nailed to the fence, which said Zhusi Jinxing.When I saw this brand, I remembered the scene of Diao Xiaosan's blood watering the roots of this apricot tree.Without its blood, there would be no blood in the apricots; without its blood, the apricots on this tree would not become treasures in the fruit, and are bought by the county government at a high price every year.Moreover, I also learned later that the apricots on this tree made Jin Long, who replaced Hong Taiyue as the party branch secretary of the brigade, establish a close relationship with the leaders of the county and city, which paved the way for his later prosperity.Of course, I also saw the old apricot tree that once hung its branches into my pen, although my pen no longer exists.Groundnuts grow where I used to sleep on my stomach or dream.I stood up abruptly, holding onto the two tree branches with my front paws that I used to hold on almost every day.This movement made me clearly feel that my body is bigger and bulkier than before. Since I haven't been upright for a long time, this skill is obviously unfamiliar.In short, that night, I was wandering in the apricot orchard, revisiting the old places, feeling nostalgic in my heart from time to time, and this kind of emotion shows that I have entered middle age.Yes, as a pig, it can be said that I have experienced many vicissitudes.

I found that the two rows of houses where the breeders worked and lived had been converted into silkworm rearing houses.I saw the bright lights in the sericulture room, and knew that the electricity of the country had reached Ximentun.I saw the gray-haired Simon Bai bending over to work in front of the layers of silkworm racks.She was carrying a dustpan woven from peeled red willow branches, which contained fat mulberry leaves.She sprinkled mulberry leaves on the white silkworm bed, and immediately there was a sound like drizzle.I saw that the bridal chamber where you got married was also changed into a silkworm room, which means that you all have new residences at this time.

I went west along the road in Tunzhong that was doubled in width and paved with asphalt.The low mud-walled thatched houses on both sides of the street disappeared, and rows of uniform red-tiled houses of the same height and width appeared.In an open space in front of a small two-story building on the north side of the road, about a hundred people, most of them wives and children, gathered around a 21-inch Japanese-made Panasonic TV, watching a TV series "Atlantic The man who came from the bottom.It was the magical story of a handsome young man with webbed fingers and toes.He is able to swim gracefully through the water like a shark.I saw the wives and children in Ximen Tun staring intently at the small screen, and sighing from time to time.The television set sits on a purple square stool.The square stool is placed on a square table.Sitting next to the square table was a grey-haired old man, with a red armband with the words "Public Security" on his arm, and leaning on a slender wooden stick in both hands, facing the audience with sharp eyes, like an old teacher invigilating the exam .I didn't know who he was at the time. Wu Fang, the elder brother of a rich farmer Wu Yuan, was the former colonel and director of the radio station of the 54th Army of the Kuomintang. He was captured in 1947 and sentenced to life imprisonment for historical counter-revolutionary crimes after liberation. He was released from labor reform in Northwest China not long ago and lost his ability to work due to old age. He had no relatives to take care of him at home. He enjoyed the five-guarantee treatment and received 15 yuan of living allowance from the county civil affairs department every month.

For several days in a row, Datouer’s narration was like a gushing flood of water. The events in his narration seemed to be real and illusory, which made me half-dream and half-awake. I followed him, sometimes going to hell, sometimes entering the palace of water, dizzy, dazzled, and occasionally I had a little idea of ​​my own but was immediately entangled by his language, like being entangled by water plants. I have become a prisoner of his narration. In order not to be a prisoner, I finally seized an opportunity to talk about the ins and outs of Wu Fang, Bring the story closer to reality.The big head jumped on the table angrily, stomping on the table with his feet in small leather shoes.shut up!He took out from his crotch pants the big ugly cock that seemed born uncircumcised, clearly out of proportion to his age, and sprayed it on me.There was a strong aroma of B vitamins in his urine. The urine shot into my mouth, choking me to cough again and again.You shut up and listen to me, it's not time for you to speak, it's time for you to speak.His expression is both childish and old.He reminds me of the little demon red boy in "Journey to the West". When the kid pushes his mouth, flames burst out. It also reminds me of the young hero Nezha in "Fengshen Yanyi" who made troubles in the Dragon Palace. With a golden gun in his hand, with a shake of his shoulders, three heads and six arms were born. I also thought of the Tianshan boy who was over ninety years old and still looked like a boy in Jin Yong's "Dragon Ba Bu", that little old lady As soon as he stomped his feet, he jumped to the top of the towering tree and whistled like a bird.I also thought of my friend Mo Yan's novel "Pig Raising", the supernatural boar Lao Tzu is the big-headed baby pig who returned to his seat and said aggressively but quite proudly.Of course I later found out that the old man was Wu Fang, the elder brother of Wu Yuan, a rich farmer. I also knew that Jin Long, who had taken over as secretary of the party branch of the brigade, arranged for him to guard the telephone in the brigade office and was responsible for moving the only color TV out of the village every night. Come for members to watch.I also know that Hong Taiyue, who has retired, is very dissatisfied with this matter, and found the Jinlong theory.Hong Taiyue was wearing a gown and shoes, and he looked a bit down and out. It is said that he has looked like this since he stepped down as the secretary of the party branch.Of course, it wasn't that he voluntarily handed over to the virtuous, but the commune party committee forced him to resign on the grounds of his age.Who was the secretary of the commune party committee at this time?It was Pang Hu's daughter, Pang Kangmei, the youngest party secretary in the county, and a bright new political star.We will have many opportunities to talk about her later.It is said that Hong Taiyue arrived at the brigade headquarters with 80% of the wine, which is the newly built two-story building in front of him.He snorted contemptuously through his nose, and entered the building with his head held high. It is said that he pointed at the bald head of the dedicated janitor sitting at the gate downstairs, and angrily reprimanded Jin Long: Man, you are seriously political. mistake!Who is that?The colonel and director of the Kuomintang should have shot him twenty times, leaving him with a dog's life is a leniency.But you, let him enjoy the five guarantees, where is your class position?

It is said that Jinlong took out a fairly high-end imported cigarette, lit it with a butane-burning lighter that seemed to be made of pure gold, and then inserted the lit cigarette into Hong Taiyue's mouth, as if he was a handicapped man who couldn't light it by himself. Smoker.Jin Long pushed Hong Taiyue to sit on the swivel leather chair which was rare at that time, while he himself sat on the desk with his butt raised.He said, Uncle Hong, I was trained by you and I am your successor.No matter what, I want to follow your old path.But the world has changed, or the times have changed.It is the county's decision to allow Wu Fang to enjoy the five-guarantee treatment.Not only does he enjoy the treatment of a household with five guarantees, but he can also receive a monthly living allowance of 15 yuan from the civil affairs department.Man, are you angry?But I tell you don't be angry, this is national policy.It's useless to be angry.It is said that Hong Taiyue said aggressively: Then we have been revolutionized for decades, haven't we been white leather?Jin Long jumped off the table, turned the swivel chair half a turn, turned Hong Taiyue's face to a brand-new red tiled roof illuminated by the bright sunlight outside the window, and said: Man, don't say this.The purpose of the Communist Party's revolution is not to overthrow the Kuomintang and drive away Chiang Kai-shek. The fundamental purpose of the Communist Party to lead the people in the revolution is to let the people live a good life with plenty of food and clothing.Chiang Kai-shek of the Kuomintang blocked the way of the Communist Party, so he was overthrown.So, man, we are all ordinary people, don't think too much, we will support whoever makes us live better.It is said that Hong Taiyue said angrily: You are talking nonsense, you are revisionism!I'm going to the province to sue you!It is said that Jinlong laughed and said: Man, how can the province have time to take care of our level of nonsense?In my opinion, as long as you can't live without your drink, your meat, and your money, then don't complain or meddle in your own business.It is said that Hong Taiyue said stubbornly: No, this is a matter of line, and there must be revisionism in the central government.Just keep your eyes open and watch, all of this is just the beginning, and the next changes are likely to be earth-shaking and generous as Chairman Mao said in his poems!

I stayed behind the TV crowd for about ten minutes and headed west, you know where I'm going.I didn't dare to go forward along the road, I knew that killing Xu Bao had already made me famous in Northeast Gaomi Township, and if they saw me, there would be chaos.It's not that I can't beat them, it's that I'm afraid of hurting the innocent in such a helpless situation; it's not that I'm afraid of them, but I'm afraid of trouble.I walked west along the shadow of the row of houses on the south side of the road, and soon arrived at the Ximen family compound. The door is open, and the old apricot tree in the yard is still in bloom, and the fragrance of flowers overflows the wall.Hiding in the shadow by the door, I saw eight square tables covered with plastic sheets set up under the apricot tree, and a temporary electric lamp hung on the branch of the apricot tree, illuminating the yard like daylight.There were a dozen people sitting around the table.I recognized them, they were all the bad guys back then.There was Yu Wufu, the false security chief, Zhang Dazhuang, the traitor, Tian Gui, the landlord, and Wu Yuan, a rich peasant. Dragon and Sun Hu.There are already messes on their table, and the wine is eighty cents.Later I learned that Yang Qi was engaged in selling bamboo poles at this time. He was not a serious farmer at first. He transported the moso bamboo from Jinggangshan to Gaomi by train, and then transported it from Gaomi to Ximentun by car, and then sold the whole batch to the construction company. Ma Liangcai of the new school, this is a big deal.All of a sudden, Yang Qi became a millionaire.Therefore, he sat under the apricot tree and drank in the posture of the richest man in Bentun.He was wearing a gray suit and a bright red tie, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing the electronic watch on his wrist.On his originally thin face, there were two bumps hanging down from his cheeks.He took out a cigarette from a dark gold imported American cigarette case and threw it to Sun Long, who was eating a pig's trotter in sauce, and threw another cigarette to Sun Hu, who was wiping his mouth with a napkin, and then squeezed the empty cigarette case, Shout to the East Wing: Lady Boss! The proprietress readily agreed and ran out.Hey, it turned out to be her!It turned out to be Wu Qiuxiang, and she became the proprietress.I just saw that on the east wall of the gate of the compound, there was a piece of whitewashed with lime, and it was written in red paint: Qiuxiang Tavern.Wu Qiuxiang, the proprietress of Qiuxiang Tavern, had already run behind Yang Qi.She had powder on her face, with a smile on her face, a towel on her shoulders, and a blue apron around her waist. She looked very smart, capable, enthusiastic, professional, and Mrs. Ah Qing.The morals of the world have really changed, with reforms and opening up, Ximentun has changed.Wu Qiuxiang asked Yang Qi with a beaming smile: Boss Yang, what are your orders? Who are you scolding?Yang Qi stared and said, I'm just a peddler who sells bamboo poles, and I can't bear the honorable name of the boss. Don't be modest, Boss Yang, more than 10,000 bamboo poles, if you earn 10 yuan a piece, you are a household with 100,000 yuan, and you have 100,000 yuan in your pocket. You are not the boss, so who in Northeast Gaomi Township dares to call you the boss?Wu Qiuxiang said exaggeratedly, and stretched out a finger to poke Yang Qi's shoulder. Looking at this outfit, from head to toe, it is fully equipped. At least it costs a thousand yuan, right? You old woman, just blow your mouth open, sooner or later you will blow me like those dead pigs in the Xingyuan Pig Farm, and you will be happy when you explode with a bang.Yang Qidao. Well, Boss Yang, you don't want to take advantage of any money, you are so poor, okay?Before I even opened my mouth to borrow money from you, I sealed the door. Wu Qiuxiang pouted and pretended to be annoyed, come on, what do you want? Ha, angry?Don't pout your lips, I want to pout my dick when you pout! fuck you!Wu Qiuxiang used that greasy towel to smack Yang Qi's head, and said quickly, what do you want! Give me a pack of cigarettes, good friend. Want a pack of cigarettes?What about wine?Wu Qiuxiang looked at Sun Hu and Sun Long who were already blushing, and said, these two brothers, it seems that they haven't drunk yet, right? Sun Long bit his tongue and said: Boss Yang treats guests, let's save it. Grandson, aren't you scolding your brother?Yang Qiyi patted the table, pretending to be angry and said, although my brother doesn't take advantage of 100,000 yuan, but there is still enough money to treat the two younger brothers to a drink!Besides, the red brand chili sauce of the two brothers has been sold all over the world, so we can't cook it in the open air with two big iron pots forever?Next step, brothers, if I were you, I would build 20 large and beautiful factory buildings, set up 200 cauldrons, recruit 200 workers, put a 20-second commercial on TV, and let the red card Chili sauce became popular in Gaomi, Shandong, and all over China. At that time, the two brothers had to hire someone to pay.You two millionaires, Lao Yang, I have fawned on you in advance!Yang Qi twisted Wu Qiuxiang's buttocks, and said: Good old friend, here are two more little black altars! Little black altar, the grade is too low!Wu Qiuxiang said, if such a rich man is invited to drink, the last time he will get a little tiger! Grandma's, Wu Qiuxiang, can really climb along the pole, Yang Qi said helplessly, let's be a little tiger! Brother Sun Long and Sun Hu exchanged glances, and Sun Hu said: Brother, Boss Yang's idea sounds really good. Sun Long stammered and said: I seem to see those RMB falling from the sky like leaves. Two brothers, Yang Qidao, why did Liu Xuande carry gifts and visit the thatched cottage three times to invite Zhuge Liang?Did he have nothing to do when he was full?No, he was going to ask Anbang for advice on how to stabilize the country.Zhuge Liang's words pointed out the direction for Liu Xuande, and the world has been divided into three parts since then.What Lao Yang said to me is a long-term confrontation with you two!When you grow up in the future, don't forget to thank the military division! Buy big pots, build factories, hire workers, and expand the business, but where is the money?Sun Hu said. Find Jinlong to help you get a loan!Yang Qiyi patted his thigh and said, "I think back when Jinlong built a platform on this apricot tree to make a revolution, you four brothers were his loyal lackeys. Lao Yang, what words change their taste as soon as they hit your mouth, what loyal lackeys?That's called a close comrade-in-arms!Sun Hu said. Okay, dear comrade, Yang Qidao, anyway, you brothers still have face in front of him. Old Yang, Sun Long flattered and asked, this loan must be repaid after all, right?It's good to win, of course, but what about losing?What do you pay for? You are really pig brains!Yang Qidao, the Communist Party's money is not spent in vain.If we make a profit, we may not want to pay them back; if we lose, he wants us to have no money.Besides, this red-brand chili sauce is destined to be a brand that will be sold to death. Unless you don’t burn firewood to burn renminbi when frying chili, where can you pay for it? Then ask Jinlong to help us with a loan?Sun Hu asked. loan.Sun Long replied. Buy big pots, recruit workers, build houses, and advertise when you get a loan? Buy, hire, build, do! now it's right!You two elm heads have finally opened up!Yang Qi patted his thigh and said, the elder brother is responsible for supplying the wood needed by the two bosses to build the workshop.Moso bamboo in Jinggang Mountains is tough and straight, and will not rot for a hundred years. The price is only half of the fir purlins. It is really cheap and high-quality. You build 20 factories and use 400 purlins. Yuan, just this sum, I will save you 12,000 Yuan! After going around such a big circle, it turned out to be selling moso bamboo!Sun Hu said. Wu Qiuxiang walked over with two bottles of Little Tigers and two boxes of Liangyou Cigarettes. Huzhu followed with a plate of cucumber and garlic mixed with pig ears in his right hand and a plate of fried peanuts in his left hand.Wu Qiuxiang put the wine on the table, put the cigarette in front of Yang Qi, and said mockingly: "Don't be afraid, I gave these two dishes to the Sun family brothers to serve the wine, so they won't be included in your account." Boss Wu, look down on Lao Yang?Yang Qi patted his bulging pockets and said, Lao Yang didn't take advantage of the big money, but he still had money to eat a plate of cucumbers. Knowing that you are rich, Qiu Xiang said, but these two dishes were made by me to curry favor with the brothers of the Sun family. I think your red brand chili sauce will be popular. Huzhu smiled and put the two dishes in front of the Sun brothers.They hurriedly stood up and said in a hurry: "Sister-in-law, please do it yourself!" It's okay to be idle, come to help each other and say with a smile. Ma'am, don't just take care of the big boss, but also greet us!On that table, Wu Yuan held the simple recipe covered in plastic, slapped a white moth and said, let's order. You drink by yourselves, make sure to drink enough, don't save him money, Qiu Xiang filled the glasses for the Sun brothers, cast a sideways glance at Yang Qi, and said, I'll go over and greet those scoundrels. These scoundrels have suffered so much, it's time for them to live a few years.Yang Qidao. Landlord, rich peasant, false security chief, traitor, counter-revolutionary Wu Qiuxiang pointed to the people around the table, and half-jokingly half-seriously said, Ximentun has almost all the scoundrels, why?You party, what do you want to do?Want to rebel? Don't forget, proprietress, you are also the concubine of a bully landlord! I am not like you. What is different, Wu Yuandao, those titles you mentioned, those black hats, iron hats, and bad luck hats are all things of the past.We are now, just like everyone else, members of the People's Commune! Yu Wufu said: "It's been a year since I took off my hat." Zhang Dazhuang said: "It's out of control." Tian Gui still looked at Yang Qi timidly, and said in a low voice: Don't be whipped by the cane. Today is the first anniversary of our removal of hats and restoration of citizenship. For those of us who have been controlled for more than 30 years, it is a day of great joy. , just drink two cups Yu Wufu blinked his red eyes and said, "Things that I never dreamed of, I never dreamed of." With tears in his eyes, Tian Gui said: My grandson actually joined the People’s Liberation Army last winter. It’s the People’s Liberation Army. Thanks to the wise leader Chairman Hua!Zhang Dazhuang said. Ma'am, Wu Yuandao, we people are all idiots, so you can buy something for us according to what you eat. We all came after dinner and we are not hungry. It should be a good celebration, Qiu Xiang said, logically speaking, I can also be considered a landlady, but fortunately I have followed Huang Tong.In addition, to be honest, our old secretary Hong is a good person, and Yingchun and I can't escape if we are left in another village.The three of us will suffer from their aunt Mother, why are you nagging about this!Holding a teapot and tea bowl, Huzhu rubbed Qiuxiang from behind, smiled at those people, and said, "Uncles, uncles, drink tea first!" If you can trust me, I will make the decision for you.Qiu Xiang said. Trustworthy, trustworthy.Wu Yuandao, Huzhu, you are the wife of the secretary, serving tea and water for us in person, going back forty years, I dare not even dream about it. Why go back forty years?Zhang Dazhuang muttered, going back two years, he would not dare to think I've been talking for so long, do you want to say a few words?Make a few complaints?How much emotion do you want to express?Datouer said.I shook my head and said: Liberation is speechless. Lan Jiefang, I described to you the scene of Ximen’s compound that night tirelessly, telling you what I heard and saw as a pig, and my goal was to draw out a person, an important person, Hong Taiyue.After Ximen Tun Brigade built a new office building, the five principal rooms of the former brigade office Ximen Naojia became the residences of Jinlong and Huzhu.Moreover, when Jinlong announced that all the bad elements in the village had taken off their hats, he also announced that his surname was changed from Lan to Ximen.All of these implied meanings, which puzzled the loyal old revolutionary Hong Taiyue.At this moment, he was walking around the street. The TV series had already finished broadcasting. Wu Fang, who strictly abides by the rules, ignored the nagging of those young people, turned off the machine resolutely, and moved the machine back to the house.A young man with some historical knowledge cursed in a low voice: Old Kuomintang, why didn't the Communist Party kill you?Old Wu Fang turned a deaf ear to these vicious words, he was not deaf.The moonlight is too bright and the weather is too pleasant. Young people with nothing to do are wandering in the streets, some are flirting, some are squatting under the street lamps and playing poker.A man with a voice like a drake shouted: Shanbao went to the city today to grab a lottery and won a motorcycle. Should he buy us a drink? !It's right, it's so right, if you make a windfall and don't let it go, disaster will come from heaven.Let's go to Qiuxiang Tavern, Shanbao!Several people went up to pull up Shanbao who was squatting under the street lamp playing poker.Shanbao struggled, punching those who pulled him like a praying mantis.He scolded angrily: The bastard just won the prize, the bastard just caught a motorcycle!Looking so scared, you would rather be a bastard than admit winning the lottery!I'm going to win a lottery Shanbao muttered, and suddenly yelled: I won the lottery, I won a car, you bastards are pissed off!After finishing speaking, he squatted down with his back against the telephone pole, and said angrily, "I'm not playing anymore, I'll go home and sleep, and I'll go to the city early tomorrow morning to receive the award!"Everyone laughed in unison.It was still the voice of the male duck who suggested: Let's not embarrass Shanbao, his wife is a planner.Let's get together, and spend two yuan per person to make trouble for Wu Qiuxiang. On such a good night, those with wives go home to sleep, but what do those without wives go home to do?Flip the airplane joystick?The guerrillas pull the big hitch?Let's go, come with me if you don't have a wife, look for Wu Qiuxiang, Qiuxiang is so kind, touch your breasts, pinch your legs, turn your face to kiss!Since his retirement, Hong Taiyue has gradually contracted the symptoms of blue face: he is bored at home during the day, and goes out as soon as the moon rises.Blue Face works by moonlight, and he wanders around the village by moonlight.Walking through the streets and alleys, like an old night watchman.Jin Long said: "Old party secretary, with a high level of awareness, it's certainly not his intention to be our bodyguard every night. He doesn't like it, he's worried, he's so aggrieved!"He always drank while wandering, using a flat water bottle that was said to have been used by the Eighth Route Army. The outfit, except for the lack of a box gun on the back of the ass.He took two steps, took a sip, took a sip, and cursed twice.After drinking a pot of wine, the moon was flat, and he was so drunk that he staggered to and fro. Sometimes he could sway back home to sleep, and sometimes he just slumped on the edge of the haystack or on the disused grinding plate, and slept until the red sun rose.Several times, people who got up early and went to the market saw him sleeping on the haystack, with frost on his beard and eyebrows. Dream.Occasionally, on a whim, he would wander into the fields in Tundong to bicker with Blue Face Moya.Of course he didn't dare to stand in the field of blue face, he always stood in other people's field, competing with blue face.Blue face was busy with work, so he didn't answer his words, and let him chatter and chatter, chatter after chatter.But whenever Blue Face opened his mouth, there would always be a ruthless sentence that was as hard as a rock or as sharp as a knife, making him speechless and making him dizzy.For example, at the stage of implementing the joint production to labor responsibility system, Hong Taiyue said to the blue face: Isn't this the restoration of capitalism?You said, isn't this material stimulation? Lan Lian said in a low voice: "The show is still to come, let's wait and see!" When the rural reform reached the stage of the household contract responsibility system, Hong Taiyue stood on the edge of the blue-faced ground, jumping and scolding: Damn it, people's communes, three-level ownership, team-based, each doing his best, distribution according to work, Don't you want all of these? Blue face said coldly: sooner or later you have to do it alone. Hong Taiyue said: You are dreaming. Blue face said: We'll see. When the reform came to the big contract responsibility system, Hong Taiyue was so drunk that he came to the edge of the blue-faced land crying loudly.He cursed angrily, as if the blue face was the decision-maker for this earth-shaking major reform: Fuck you, blue face, you bastard really hit the mark, what big contract responsibility system?Isn't it just doing it alone?After 30 years of hard work, when I feel like I’m back before liberation, I’m not convinced. I’m going to Beijing, to Tiananmen Square, to the Chairman Mao Memorial Hall, to cry for Chairman Mao, to tell Chairman Mao, I want to sue them, I I want to tell you, the iron country, the red country, just like this changed the color Hong Taiyue was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, confused, rolled all over the place, forgot the boundaries, and rolled onto the blue-faced land.At that time, Lanlian was cutting beans, and Hong Taiyue, who was rolling like a donkey, crushed Lanlian's pods, and the beans burst out, making a crackling sound.Lan Lian pressed Hong Taiyue's body with a sickle, and said sternly: You have rolled on my ground, according to the rules we established in the early years, I should cut off your hamstrings!But I am happy today, so I forgive you! Hong Taiyue rolled to the ground next to him, stood up with a small thin mulberry tree and said: I don't agree, Lao Lan, after more than 30 years of trouble, you, on the contrary, became the right one, and we, those who were loyal, worked hard, and shed blood and sweat, turned out to be wrong Blue face said in a gentle tone: Don't you also have a share in the division of land and households?Do you dare to give you a penny less?No, no one would dare.Isn't your annual pension of 600 yuan for veteran cadres paid to you on a monthly basis?Do you dare to withhold your monthly 30 yuan military subsidy and not pay it to you?No, no one would dare.You didn’t suffer, the Communist Party converted all the good deeds you did into money, and sent them to you on a monthly basis. Hong Taiyue said: These are two different things. What I don't agree with is that your old blue face is obviously a stumbling block in history, and you were obviously left behind. How did you become a pioneer instead?Are you proud of it?The entire Northeast Gaomi Township, and the entire Gaomi County are praising you as a prophet! I am not a sage, Mao Zedong is a sage, Deng Xiaoping is a sage, the blue face said excitedly, a sage can change the world, what can I do?I just believe in a dead truth: brothers have to separate, and a group of people with different surnames are forced to knead together, how can it be good?Unexpectedly, this death theory was recognized by me.Lan Lian said tearfully, "Old Hong, you old dog, you have been biting me for half your life, and now, you can't bite me anymore!"I am a toad on the table legs, and I have held on for thirty years. Now, I have finally straightened up!give me your flagon What, you want to drink too? Lan Lian stepped out of his own land, snatched the flagon from Hong Taiyue's hand, raised his neck, drank with the bottom of the pot turned upside down, then threw the pot away, knelt on the ground, facing the bright moon, full of sorrow and joy Said: Old man, you see, I made it out.From now on, I can also farm under the sun These things are not what I have seen with my own eyes, but what I have heard and said.Since Mo Yan, who wrote novels, appeared here, many fictional contents and real life were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.What I’m telling you should be what I experienced, saw, and heard with my own eyes, but I’m very sorry that the content of Mo Yan’s novels is always squeezed in, leading my narration to one after another. Astray.We know that Mo Yan has a little-known novel "Post-Revolutionary Warrior". After the novel was published, it was unknown. I estimate that no more than a hundred people have read this book, but this book does create a typical character with great personality. .Lao Tie, a man who was captured as a Kuomintang soldier, was captured by the People's Liberation Army and joined the People's Liberation Army, and then was injured and demobilized and returned to his hometown.There are millions of such people, real little people.But this little man always thinks that he is a big man, and always thinks that his actions will affect the destiny of the country and even the course of history.當四類分子被摘帽和右派分子被改正時，當農村實行包產到戶時，他都要穿上他的軍裝去上訪，上訪回來就在村裏宣佈他受到了某個大人物的接見，大人物告訴他中央出了修正主義，發生了路線鬥爭。村裏人都把老鐵叫做革命神經病。毫無疑問，莫言小說中這個人物，與洪泰岳很相似，莫言沒有直寫其名，顯然是給他留下面子。 我說過，我躲在西門家大院門外的暗影裏偷窺著大院裏的情景。我看到，已經基本上喝醉了的楊七，端著一碗酒，前仰後合，搖到那群昔日的壞蛋桌旁。這桌上的人，因為聚會的理由奇特，特容易地勾起了對往昔淒慘歲月的回想，一個個心情亢奮，很快進入酒不醉人人自醉的狀態。看到昔日的治保主任、這個代表著無產階級專政用籐條抽打他們的人，一時都有些吃驚，也有些慍怒。楊七到了桌邊，一手扶著桌沿，一手端著酒碗，舌根發硬、但吐字還算清楚地說：各位兄弟、爺們兒，我楊七，當年，多有得罪諸位的地方，今日，楊七我，向你們賠禮道歉了 他將那碗酒往嘴裏倒，但多半倒到了脖子裏。被酒濡濕的領帶纏著他。他想拉鬆領帶，但想不到越拉越緊，自己把自己勒得臉色青紫，好像因為痛苦無法排解、要用這種方式自殺謝罪。 昔日的叛徒張大壯，人甚寬厚，便起身勸解楊七，並幫他把那條領帶解下來，掛在樹杈上。楊七的脖子青紅，眼睛發直，說：爺們兒，西德總理勃蘭特，冒著大雪，跪在猶太人死難者紀念碑前，替希特勒的德國認罪、贖罪，現在，我，楊七，當年的治保主任，跪下，向你們認罪，贖罪！ 他跪著，電燈強光照得他臉色發白，掛在杏樹杈上那條領帶猶如一柄滴血的劍懸在他的頭頂，頗有象徵意味。這場面雖有幾分滑稽，但讓我心中頗為感動。這個粗暴乖戾的楊七，竟然知道勃蘭特跪地贖罪，竟然良心發現向當年被自己打過的人道歉，讓我無法不對他刮目相看。我模模糊糊地想起，關於勃蘭特跪地的事，似乎曾聽莫言朗誦過，又是一條來自《參考消息》的消息。 這幫昔日壞蛋的領頭人伍元，急忙把楊七拉起來。楊七抱著桌子腿，死活不起，竟嚎啕起來：我有罪啊我有罪，閻王爺讓鬼卒用鞭子抽我哎喲，痛死我了痛死我了 伍元道：老楊，都是過去的事了，我們都忘了，你何必還掛在心上？再說啦，那是社會逼的，你楊七不打我們，也會有李七劉七打我們，起來吧起來吧，我們也熬出了頭，摘了帽，你也發了財。如果你良心不安呢，就把你賺的那些錢，捐出來修座廟吧。 楊七哭著吼：我不捐，我好不容易掙幾個錢，憑什麼要捐出來修廟？我請你們打我，我當年揍過你幾下，你就還我幾下，不是我欠你們的賬，是你們欠我的賬 正當此一片紛亂之時因為剛剛有一群年輕人湧進院子，看著楊七耍寶，跟著起哄我看到洪泰岳一步三搖地從遠處走過來。從我身邊走過時，我嗅到了他身上那股子濃烈的酒氣。這是我逃亡多年之後第一次近距離地觀察這個西門屯大隊的昔日最高領導。他的頭髮全白了，但那些粗壯的髮絲還是那樣倔強地直立著。臉浮腫著，牙齒也掉了幾顆，顯出了幾分蠢相。他跨入大門那一瞬間，院子裏那些喧鬧不休的人齊刷刷地閉著嘴，可見人們對這個統治西門屯多年的人物，還是心懷幾分畏懼。但立刻便有年輕人調笑起來。 嗨，老洪大爺，去給毛主席哭靈回來了？見到省委書記了吧？中央出了修正主義，你們怎麼辦？ 吳秋香急忙迎出來那些昔日的壞蛋們也都條件反射般地站起來，因動作匆忙，老田貴面前的碗筷都被拂到了地上老書記啊，她熱情而親暱地喊叫著，挽住了洪泰岳的胳膊，這情景讓我驀然回想起當牛時在打穀場邊看過的一部電影裏，那個暗藏的階級敵人的騷老婆勾引革命幹部的情景。也讓在座的年輕人回想起來革命樣板戲裏的地下共產黨阿慶嫂接待雜牌軍司令胡傳魁的情景，因為他們怪腔怪調地模仿著那齣戲裏阿慶嫂的台詞：胡司令，是哪陣風把你吹回來的？洪泰岳顯然不習慣吳秋香這過分的熱情，他掙脫胳膊，因用力過猛，險些摔倒，秋香趕緊上前扶他，這次他沒有掙脫，被扶到一張乾淨的桌子邊坐下。因為是條凳，沒有靠背，洪泰岳隨時都有前傾與後跌的危險，有眼力見兒的互助急忙搬來一把椅子，安排他坐穩。他一條胳膊放在桌子上，側著身，眼睛盯著樹下的眾人，目光迷濛，暫時還沒形成焦點。秋香習慣性地用毛巾擦拭著洪泰岳面前的桌面，親切地問：老書記啊，你來點什麼？ 我來點什麼我來點什麼他眨巴著沉重的眼皮，猛地一拍桌子，把那隻坑坑窪窪的老革命水壺猛地往桌子上一礅，怒沖沖地吼叫著，你說我來點什麼？ !酒！再給我摻上二兩槍藥！ 老書記啊，秋香賠著笑臉，我看你喝得也差不多了，酒，就不喝了，明天咱再接著喝，今天，我讓互助給你熬一碗鯽魚醒酒湯，你熱熱乎乎地喝下去，然後回家睡覺，你看好不好？ 什麼醒酒湯？你以為老子醉了嗎？他盡力地瞪著腫脹的眼皮眼角夾著兩團黃色的眼屎不滿地吼叫著，老子沒醉，老子即便是醉了骨頭醉了肉，心裏也像這天上的明月，亮堂堂的，明鏡一樣，想騙我，哼，沒門！酒，酒呢？你們這些資本主義的小業主，小商小販，就像三九天的大蔥，根枯皮乾心不死，一旦氣候合適，馬上就發芽開花。你們不就是認錢嗎？只認錢不認路線，老子有錢！酒來！ 秋香對互助使了一個眼色。互助端著一個白碗，匆匆出來，道：老書記，你先喝點這個。 洪泰岳喝了一口，呋地噴了，用袖子抹抹嘴，礅著那鋁皮水壺砰砰響，大聲喊叫，有幾分淒涼，有幾分悲壯：互助，想不到你也糊弄我我要喝酒，你給我喝醋。我的心早就被醋泡起來了，啐出口的唾沫比醋都酸，你還讓我喝醋，金龍呢？金龍那個兔崽子呢？你把他給我叫來，我要問問他，這西門屯，還是不是共產黨的天下？ OK!那些原本就想鬧事取樂的年輕人，聽到洪泰岳大罵金龍，不由得喝起采來。他們說：洪大爺，老闆娘不給你酒喝，我們給你喝！一個小伙子怯生生地將一瓶酒提過來，放到洪泰岳面前。咄！洪泰岳大吼一聲，嚇得那小伙子像受了驚嚇的袋鼠一樣，猛地躥到一邊去。洪泰岳指著翠綠的啤酒瓶子，鄙視地說，這也算是酒？呸，馬尿！要喝還是喝我要的酒呢？他真正惱了，將那瓶啤酒橫掃到桌下砰然一響，四座皆驚我的錢是偽鈔嗎？常言道店大欺客，沒想到你們這小小的街頭酒館也欺負客人 老書記啊，秋香提著兩個小黑壇忙不迭地跑過來，閨女不是心疼你嗎？你老既然沒喝足，這還不好說嗎？什麼錢不錢的，咱這酒館，就是為了方便你老喝酒才開的，你放開量喝吧！ 吳秋香擰開小黑壇的蓋子，把壇中的酒，倒進洪泰岳那把鋁皮酒壺，遞給他，說：喝吧，要不要點下酒物？豬耳朵？柳葉魚？ 去去去，洪泰岳揮手轟開吳秋香，手哆嗦著哆嗦得非常厲害，如果用這樣的手去端酒杯，會把杯中的酒全部灑光猛地抓住了那酒壺，低著頭，長長地吸了一口，抬起頭，深呼吸一次，接著又長長地吸了一口，然後，他長出一口氣，緊張著的身體，猛然地鬆弛了，臉上的那些老皮老肉，也都垂掛下來，兩滴黃澄澄的淚水，從他的眼睛裏流下來。 從他進了院子那一刻起，就成了眾人的注目的焦點。在他妙語連珠般地表演著時，所有的人包括那跪在地上的楊七都基本保持著一個固定的姿勢，咧開嘴巴，入神地看著他。只有當他一個人專注地開始進酒時，那些人才活泛起來。 你們，一定要打我，把我當初打你們的統統還給我楊七哀號著，你們要是不打我，就不是人做的，你們不是人做的，就是馬配的，驢日的，公雞母雞配出來的，從蛋殼裏鑽出來的扁毛畜生 這真是你方唱罷我登場，楊七的表演，逗引得那撥無聊青年哈哈大笑。有一個調皮的傢伙，悄悄地溜過去，將半瓶啤酒，沿著那條懸掛在樹上的紅領帶，慢慢地倒下去。酒液沿著領帶三角形的角，一線串珠般地流淌到楊七的頭上。與此同時，被楊七虛構出來的發家致富的宏偉藍圖激動得酒興大發的孫龍孫虎兄弟竟然嗚天嗷地地劃起拳來：哥倆好啊紅辣椒啊，八匹馬啊，十萬元啊 你們不打我，你們就是那頭咬死許寶的公豬和馬戲團裏的母狗熊雜交出來的怪物，楊七狂妄地叫囂著，誰也甭想叫我起來，我要把這地跪出水來。 壞蛋們的召集者伍元，在萬般無奈之下，說：楊七，七大老爺，七祖宗，俺們都敗了，行不？你當年打我們，那是代表政府管教我們，如果沒有你打我們，我們哪能改造好？我們能脫胎換骨，重新做人，全仗著你那根小籐條抽打著呢！起來起來，伍元對壞蛋們說，來來來，我們合夥敬七老爺一杯，感謝他的教育之恩。壞蛋們紛紛端起酒碗，欲敬楊七，但楊七抹了一把那滿臉的啤酒沫子，執拗地說：別來這一套，這一套對付我根本不靈，你們不打我，我決不起來，殺人償命，借債還錢，你們欠著我的打，就該還我。 伍元看看左右，無奈地說：七大老爺，既然你這麼拗，我們不打你，看來是不行了。那就由我當代表，斗膽搧你一巴掌，咱們的賬，就算全了了。 一巴掌不行，楊七道，當初我抽了你們，少說也有三千籐條，今天，你們要抽我三千巴掌，少一巴掌也不行。 楊七啊，你這雜種，你真把我逼瘋了，我們這些老難友們的好好的一個聚會，被你攪得七零八落，你這哪裏是向我們道歉？你這是變了一套法兒欺壓我們啊老子今天也豁出去了，哪怕你楊七是天上的星宿，我也要搧你一巴掌伍元往前一探身，抽了楊七那張梨形的臉龐一巴掌。 一聲響亮，楊七的身體晃了晃，幾近翻倒，但他立刻又挺直了。打呀！他凌厲地叫喚著，這才一巴掌呢，還早著呢，你們不打夠三千巴掌你們就不是人養的。 這時候，悶聲喝酒的洪泰岳把酒壺重重地礅在桌子上。他站起來，身體在大幅度搖擺中保持著平衡，他的右手的食指，堅硬而筆直地指向這桌上的那幾個昔日的壞蛋，彷彿一尊安裝在隨波起伏的帆船上的炮口：反了你們！你們這些地主、富農、叛徒、特務、歷史反革命，你們這些無產階級的敵人，竟然也敢像人一樣，坐在這裏喝酒。你們，都給我站起來！ 洪泰岳雖已卸任數年，但餘威猶在，他的頤指氣使、他的聲色俱厲，讓這些剛摘帽不久的壞人條件反射般跳起來，汗水順著其中幾個人的臉膛，成串地流下來。 你洪泰岳指著楊七，用更加憤怒的腔調，呵斥，你這個叛徒，你這個軟骨頭，你這個向階級敵人屈膝投降的敗類，也給我站起來！ 楊七想站起來，但當他的腦袋碰撞到那條懸掛在樹杈上的濕漉漉的領帶時，雙腿就像沒了筋骨似的軟癱下去，他的屁股往後蹭幾蹭，順勢靠在了杏樹上。 你們，你們，你們洪泰岳像站在一艘在風浪中顛簸的小船上，身體搖擺不定胡亂指點著露天餐桌旁的人，開始了他的演說，他的演說，與莫言小說《後革命戰士》中那個革命神經病的演說幾乎一樣，你們這些壞蛋，不要得意忘形！你們看看這天他欲抬手指天，幾乎跌倒，這天下，還是我們共產黨的，只不過暫時出現了幾片烏雲。我告訴你們，誰給你們摘了帽子，那是不算數的，那是暫時的，用不了多久，還要給你們戴上，給你們戴上鐵帽子，鋼帽子，銅帽子，用電焊焊在你們頭上，讓你們戴到死，戴到棺材裏去，這就是我，一個真正的共產黨人給你們的回答！他指點著靠在杏樹上已經打起呼嚕的楊七，罵道，你這個變節分子，不但向階級敵人屈膝投降，你還投機倒把，挖集體經濟的牆角，他側身指著吳秋香，還有你，吳秋香，當初看你可憐，沒給你戴帽子，可你剝削階級本性不改，一有合適氣候，就要生根發芽。我告訴你們，我們共產黨，我們毛澤東的黨員，我們經歷了黨內無數次路線鬥爭的考驗，我們經過了階級鬥爭暴風驟雨鍛煉的共產黨人，布爾什維克，是不會屈服的，是永遠也不會屈服的！分田到戶，什麼分田到戶，就是要讓廣大的貧下中農重吃二遍苦重遭二遍罪！他高高地舉起拳頭，喊叫著，我們不會停止鬥爭，我們要打倒藍臉，砍倒這面黑旗！這是西門屯大隊有覺悟的共產黨員和貧下中農的任務！這是暫時的黑暗，這是暫時的寒冷 一陣馬達聲響，兩綹刺目的白光，從東邊傳過來射過來。我急忙將身體緊緊地貼靠在牆邊，以免被人發現。車聲停，燈光熄滅，從這輛草綠色的舊吉普車裏，跳下了金龍、孫豹等人。此種汽車，現在如同垃圾，但在八十年代初的鄉村，卻是那麼跋扈和僭越。由此可見，金龍這個農村黨支部書記，非同小可，他後來的發達那時即已顯出端倪。 洪泰岳的演說，實在是太精采了，令我入迷，令我心潮激盪。我覺得西門家大院就是一個話劇舞台，那大杏樹，那桌椅板凳，就是舞台上的道具和佈景，而所有的人，都是忘情表演的演員。演技高超，爐火純青啊！老洪泰岳，國家一級演員，像電影中的偉大人物一樣，把他的一隻胳膊舉起來，高呼著：人民公社萬歲！ 金龍昂然進門，孫豹等人緊隨其後。眾人的目光，都投射到西門屯現任最高領導身上。洪泰岳手指著金龍，怒斥道：西門金龍，我瞎了眼。我以為你生在紅旗下，長在紅旗下，是我們自己的人，但沒想到，你血管裏流淌的還是惡霸地主西門鬧的毒血，西門金龍，你偽裝了三十年啊，我上了你的當了 金龍對著身邊的孫豹等人使了一個眼色，他們急忙上去，一邊一個架住了洪泰岳的胳膊。洪泰岳掙扎著，罵著：你們這些反革命，地主階級的孝子賢孫，狗腿子、貓爪子，我永遠不屈服！ 行了，洪大叔，戲演得差不多了。金龍把那把扁酒壺掛在洪泰岳脖子上，說，回家睡覺去吧，我已經跟白大娘說好了，找個日子給你們結婚，你就等著和地主階級同流合污吧！ 孫豹等人架著洪泰岳朝外走去，洪泰岳雙腿像兩根大絲瓜一樣拖拉著，但他還是掙扎著扭轉頭，對金龍吼叫著：我不服！毛主席託夢給我了，說中央出了修正主義 金龍笑著對眾人說：你們，也該散了吧？ 金龍書記，讓我們這些壞蛋們共同敬你一杯 金龍大哥書記，我們要大幹紅牌辣椒醬，紅遍全球，你幫我們貸上十萬元孫龍結巴著說。 金龍啊，累了吧？秋香以格外的親熱對這賢婿說，我讓互助給你煮一碗龍鬚麵 互助低著頭站在廂房門口，那頭神奇的頭髮，高高地盤在頭頂。她的神情和髮式，猶如一個幽怨的宮女。 金龍皺著眉頭說：這飯館，不要開了。這院子，要恢復當年的原狀，大家都搬出去。 那可不行，金龍，吳秋香著急地說，我的生意火著呢。 在這小小屯子裏，能火到哪裏去？要火，到鎮上去開，到縣裏去開！ 這時，西廂房北邊的那個門口裏，走出了抱著嬰孩的迎春。這嬰孩，就是你藍解放與黃合作的兒子藍開放。你還說和合作沒有感情，沒有感情孩子怎麼生出來的？難道那時候就有了試管嬰兒？ !呸，你這虛偽的傢伙。 他姥姥啊，迎春對秋香說，求求你關門吧，每夜吵鬧，油煙酒氣，讓你外孫子也不得好睡啊。 該出場的，差不多都來了。還缺藍臉，他也來了。他用鐵鍬，背著一捆桑樹的根，進了大門，誰也不看，走到吳秋香面前，說：你家地裏的桑樹，把根扎到我的地裏了，我斬斷了它們，還給你們。 哎喲，你這個老倔頭子啊，你說你還能幹出什麼事兒呀！迎春吃驚地叫著。 一直仰躺在一張竹躺椅上睡覺的黃瞳走過來，打著哈欠說：不嫌累你就把那些桑樹全刨了去，這年頭只有笨豬才靠農業吃飯呢！ 散了！金龍皺著眉頭，轉身走進西門家那堂堂的正房。 人們悄無聲息地散了。 西門家大院的門沉重地關閉。屯子裏靜悄悄的，只有我和無家可歸的月亮還在悠逛。月光像涼森森的沙土，落在了我的身上