This article is reproduced from: Media-Fox
The author | Wei Furong
Editor | Wang Yiran
On May 22 last year, 21 runners were killed in a 100-kilometer cross-country race of the Yellow River Stone Forest Mountain Marathon held in Baiyin, Gansu Province.
Zhang Fenglian, a female doctor at The Junjiatan Small Clinic in Lanzhou, was 50 years old at the time and loved running, and she was one of 21 runners who lost their temperature and died. After the incident, some media reported that she was a doctor at the Gansu Provincial People's Hospital, because she was pregnant with her second child at the age of 42, and she did not beat the child, and she lost her job in the hospital.
However, according to the report of Ji Day, Zhang Fenglian's clinic was once a "black clinic". After 2013, the clinic was investigated three times in a row, fined tens of thousands of yuan, confiscated the medicine; two years later, because of recidivism, Zhang Fenglian was even arrested and sentenced, and returned home from prison after 8 months, with a white hair.
The Gansu Provincial People's Hospital also said that Zhang Fenglian had not worked in the hospital. Zhang Fenglian's husband, Chen Fahai, also denied that his wife had been "expelled for having a second child."
On the other hand, Zhang Fenglian came from a poor background, insisted on running very disciplined, and was also a good hand at housework and meticulous calculation, so she left an impression of "extreme poverty".
"Zhang Fenglian has been gone for more than half a year, and she has not dreamed of coming so far." Her husband, Chen Fahai, 66, deleted all the information on her phone and moved to a new address, making it difficult for him to tutor his daughter with her homework. The 19-year-old son stays in the old house and spends all day borrowing wine to pour sorrow.
A family that has lost its mother, in addition to grief, is disorder.
The female doctor of Junjiatan No. 202 has disappeared for more than half a year.
The windows here have not been wiped for a long time, the light is faint, in the past, in this less than 30 square meters of brick and tile house, the walls are paper paste, a sheet hanging from mid-air, dividing the room in two. During the day, on one side of the room, a man chops wood to cook, and a pair of children write on the side; at night, the other side of the room pours in with gray migrant workers, and the medicine and syringe in the hands of the female doctor shake, which becomes the most cost-effective small clinic.
The female doctor did not say much, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses was always on a round face, and she frowned, often giving people a serious feeling. People can hardly call out the family's name, and there is no shortage of such outsiders in the urban villages, and what they know is, "The (family) man is old, and the woman earns money to support the family, pulling two dolls."
Until May 23 this year, Gansu Baiyin held the Yellow River Stone Forest Mountain Marathon 100 km cross-country race, after encountering extreme bad weather, 21 runners lost temperature and died, and the body of a middle-aged female runner was last found in the Stone Forest Peak. People know that the female doctor of Junjiatan is called Zhang Fenglian, she is good at running, every morning at dawn, at four or five o'clock in the morning, she practices running along the Yellow River. "What to do, this family, old old, small little." The neighbors lifted it up with a belated sense of regret and sympathy.
After the small clinic lost its only doctor, it had to close its doors. Zhang Fenglian's husband, Chen Fahai, is 66 years old, and less than three months after his wife's death, decided to move with his 8-year-old daughter, who wanted to throw away the furniture along with painful memories, when his 19-year-old son reached out and stopped, "My mother's these things, you can still use them in the past (new home)."
Chen Fahai finally compromised, and everything was pulled back, but his son did not go back.
Zhang Fenglian's family's residence, where she also runs a clinic.
Image source: Photo by Wei Furong
Be quiet
Yuzhong County, Lanzhou City, a yellowed old building, 90 square meters of small three-bedroom, in winter the house and outside the house is generally cool, after Zhang Fenglian's death, Chen Fahai placed his new home here.
There was usually no extra sound in the room: during the day, Chen Fahai shrunk in the sofa in the living room, his face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were yellow, and the nostalgic theater broadcast on the TV in front of him, he watched it over and over again, the cigarettes were lit one after another, and the ashtray was full in no time; the apples and oranges on the table were prepared for the visitors, and after a long time, they became dry and wrinkled, still not seeing less, chen Fahai changed into a plate.
He was originally a hilarious person. Before the family opened a clinic, his wife Zhang Fenglian was responsible for seeing a doctor, he took care of housework, every day he had to carry his child to the street to walk around, the familiar boss handed a cigarette, made a cup of tea, pulled him to sit down, and chatted for two hours. They lived in Junjiatan in Lanzhou City for ten years, and he knew everyone on the stall, and later left such an impression on the neighbors: The doctor did not like to talk, but the husband was so lively -- after the point, he rushed home to cook, and bumped into Zhang Fenglian, who was busy and whirling, and he was inevitably complained, "The ground is not dragged, the medicine bottle is not wiped, and the waves are out all day."
Although Chen Fahai is 16 years older than Zhang Fenglian, his wife is the one who makes up her mind at home, she has a high culture, reads a lot, writes well, signs her name on the family contract, and she holds big and small things, and the children know from an early age that "Daddy has no money, Mom has money." Zhang Fenglian is the majesty of this family, they fear her and rely on her.
After moving to a new home, in addition to picking up and dropping off his daughter, Chen Fahai hardly went out. He said he needed to be quiet, and his only request was silence.
Every day at 12 noon and 6 pm, my daughter finished school, and after a day of silence, the house finally got a little angry, and the noise filled the house. The little girl was draped in a diffuser, carrying a school bag to the sofa, the two socks on her feet were worn backwards, she complained that because she was late in the morning, she pulled out her socks, revealing two small feet, and the nails had obviously not been trimmed for a long time, hiding black dirt.
The task of tutoring her daughter with her homework now falls on Chen Fahai's head, and without Zhang Fenglian's home, it has become much more difficult to "finish her homework on time". He had no problem with english homework, and for the math problems in the third grade, he used the search software on his mobile phone to take pictures, search, and check them. "Today we strive to finish writing before 12 o'clock to go to bed", every night Chen Fahai kept telling his daughter, but when he caught a glimpse of her daughter brushing her mobile phone and touching the doll, he roared a few times, and his voice was hoarse. The little girl cried "wow" and hid in the bedroom.
There was no sound in the room again.
Zhang Fenglian has been gone for more than half a year, and she has not dreamed so far. In fact, Chen Fahai had already deleted all the information on her mobile phone related to her, "Some things are not easy to recall, I simply deleted them and let myself forget." He asked his son and daughter not to stay either. But there was still a night of vigilance, and before going to bed, my daughter casually said, "I miss my mother", and he tossed around in bed and never closed his eyes again.
Chen Fahai watches TV at home.
Traces of Zhang Fenglian can be seen everywhere in the new home. Her medical books were in the iron cabinet, and the marathon cups and medals were neatly stacked in the cupboard. Wooden horse rocking chairs, colorful desks, and a basket of Barbie dolls were all bought for her daughter by Zhang Fenglian before she died.
Every time she went to the competition, Chen Fahai bought the train tickets in advance with cash. The same is true this year, on May 21, Chen Fahai rode a motorcycle to take her to the train station, before getting on the bus she told him to take care of his daughter's homework and eating, Lanzhou's sky was overcast, Chen Fahai's motorcycle head turned, "did not think anything" to go to school to pick up his daughter.
Two days later, he received a call from Baiyin, and the person on the other end of the phone told him that "Zhang Fenglian was injured in running and was hospitalized", and the other party did not elaborate, he did not ask, thinking that he just knocked his leg. After hanging up the phone, the news on the TV said that many people led by the silver cross-country runners had lost their temperature and froze to death, but the daughter-in-law had been running for decades and had never been injured, and Chen Fahai still did not dare to think badly.
It wasn't until the silver people who came directly pulled him to the funeral home that he realized that the man was gone and the home was gone. Their young daughter was in the third grade of primary school this year, and Chen Fahai did not dare to let her go at the funeral, and when he burned the first seven pieces of paper, he felt that he could not hide it, and led the little girl to the grave.
"Did my mother bury it?" That day, when her daughter asked, Chen Fahai squeezed out a sentence for most of the day, "Your mother didn't run well and rolled down the mountain."
After Zhang Fenglian left, Chen Fahai learned to use a smart phone, he did not dare to put money on the mobile phone, his son and daughter all know their payment password, sometimes the balance of three or two hundred inexplicably disappeared; he was also afraid that the mobile phone keyboard was not sensitive, and accidentally crossed all the money. Beef noodles for 8 yuan a bowl, suspected of finding zero trouble, he bet 60 yuan for the owner of the small restaurant downstairs, when he was unwilling to cook, he took his daughter to eat.
At the age of 66, Chen Fahai felt that he was really old, too old to work, unable to figure out the rent, unable to remember the time, so old that he ate and drank to the point that there was no taste in his mouth, and he was prone to stumbling when speaking. The father and daughter go out together, always mistaken for a grandson, he often looks at his little daughter and wonders: "The little one is so small, when will it grow into a person?"
Chen Fahai, 66, and his 8-year-old daughter.
A woman who will live a life
When Zhang Fenglian was there, Chen Fahai did not worry about these things. He had long identified her as a "woman who can live a life": Zhang Fenglian studied Chinese medicine, twenty years ago, when the two were introduced to each other, the difference was 16 years, Chen Fahai was in charge of soldiers' food in the logistics department of Lanzhou Military Region, Zhang Fenglian graduated from Lanzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine not long ago, and also interned in the hospital, she was already working multiple odd jobs at the same time; when she just pulled the certificate, Zhang Fenglian showed Chen Fahai her fold, which already had twenty or thirty thousand deposits, 50, 100 yuan a pen, Zhang Fenglian said: "This is my study for several years with tutors, The money we make from selling fruit, we live a good life."
Chen Fahai later learned that these habits stemmed from the suffering she had suffered. In the first year of marriage, he accompanied Zhang Fenglian back to his mother's home, Jingning County, Pingliang City, one of the 23 deeply impoverished counties in Gansu, they took a bus, a mountain turned over or a mountain, the car could not go forward, and people had to walk five kilometers to get home.
For a long time after marriage, the family has been supported by odd jobs: Zhang Fenglian interned in the Gansu Provincial People's Hospital for several years, and without income, she has been tinkering with work, she has been working in the clinic opened by the teacher, she has also set up stalls to sell fruits, and she has also opened tutoring classes at home to teach children to write homework. Chen Fahai earns 3,000 yuan a month doing decoration, and every day he comes home in a gray body, occasionally helps to watch the stalls, and a fruit is not sold for half a day. Zhang Fenglian took the initiative to shoulder the burden of supporting the family very early on, and she told Chen Fahai, "You don't understand the business, you help me do the housework well, take care of the children, and I will earn money."
In the tenth year of marriage, they had their own clinic, which was hidden in Junjiatan, the most prosperous street center in Lanzhou, and was an urban village. If it is not an acquaintance to guide the way, it is difficult for outsiders to find through navigation, where the alleys are crisscrossed, the roads are potholed, and the bare brick walls are deep and a shallow cement brush mark, hiding the cowhide advertisement.
This is what Zhang Fenglian has always thought. After the qualification was examined, Zhang Fenglian ended her internship, they spent tens of thousands of yuan from others to order a Western medicine clinic, but did not work for two years, because Zhang Fenglian only has Chinese medicine qualifications, the clinic was checked and closed, they simply moved the medicine cabinet into the home of Junjiatan.
Generally, the clinic is expensive to see a doctor and closes early, but Zhang Fenglian here, the lights have been on until midnight. Most of the neighbors know that she is operating without a license, the workers who are strapped on hand do not care about these, they encounter headaches and colds, after finishing work, they turned into the alley in the dark, pushed the door into the house, Zhang Fenglian was already waiting at the door, "What is the problem?" Grab some medicine, or hang a water?"
Cold medicine five pieces a pair, hanging water once fifty or sixty yuan, acupuncture for two hours and thirty yuan, the doctor to do ma li, not much to say, three or two times to pick up the medicinal paper wrapped to send away a person, turn around and grab the stethoscope and paste it on the chest of another patient. Sometimes the people who wait for you have two more sentences, and she doesn't say anything: if you can wait, you can't wait for you to leave. In this small black clinic, Zhang Fenglian even delivered a few children, she alone prepared the potion in advance, prepared the oxygen cylinder, and pulled the curtain, which was a simple operating table.
Running a "black clinic" has both business opportunities and dangers. The two sons did not fight a "guerrilla" with the Food and Drug Administration, and once they came to check, Zhang Fenglian withdrew to the backyard and drilled upstairs. Several times he was arrested and fined, Zhang Fenglian did not say a word, and Chen Fahai on the side was anxious to shout loudly. Even so, the clinic's business in the first two years was not bad, especially in the season when the cold and flu were prevalent, Chen Fahai helped to get medicine, "one or two thousand pieces of medicine, a few days gone." The family stayed up until 12 o'clock every night, and after closing the door, Chen Fahai helped count the money, counting for a long time.
Zhang Fenglian often read medical books before she died.
After Zhang Fenglian's accident, her son cleaned up the house, found the accounting book of that year, and found that when it was more than a month, the income was 20,000, and the difference was more than 10,000. Zhang Fenglian did not trust the bank card and insisted on using a passbook, "The salesman writes the money in the book, and he can see clearly how much money there is."
On such days, the family's life is "not as rich as it is, better than the difficult", but Zhang Fenglian still spends money tightly. Chen Fahai only left 200 yuan of tobacco money a month, no money to go to Zhang Fenglian, "I smoked a cigarette, I want a five-dollar", Zhang Fenglian pulled into the money box, if there is only 10 yuan, 50 yuan, will send him "no change, wait until the sale of medicine to find change to say"; a family to eat, five yuan of flour tube a day, and then with a few stir-fried vegetables, fried eggplant stir-fried spicy, are vegetarian dishes. Sometimes Chen Fahai is lazy and does not want to knead the noodles, planning to go to the shop to buy ready-made noodles, and will be counted down by Zhang Fenglian.
But she didn't spend less money on her children. Son went to secondary school, picked a top expensive major, graphic design, tuition fee of thirty thousand a year, three years of learning the computer on the waste of three, are Zhang Fenglian riding to the flea market to find, a more than three thousand, she looking for a good configuration to pick. Zhang Fenglian likes to run, sometimes going to participate in competitions in other places to buy 400 pieces of clothes for her children and boxes of Barbie dolls for her younger daughter.
Zhang Fenglian always thinks that in the future, changing a new house, her son starting a family, and her daughter studying as an adult, "there are too many places to spend money." When she was there, every year she would invite Taoist monks from The Five Springs Mountain to come to her house to calculate: the next year would not be smooth, and those who would be inspected would not come. When I asked a Taoist priest in 2018, my family had just been punished, and the Taoist priest said that there would be trouble in the future, and now even no one was there, "Is this fate?" Chen Fahai had some doubts.
"Who is Zhang Fenglian?"
The 8-year-old daughter secretly left a photo of Zhang Fenglian on her mobile phone, and not long after the accident, she took advantage of her father's lack of attention and used her mobile phone to "click" on his mobile phone, "I don't have a picture of my mother, I want to keep one." In the photo, Zhang Fenglian is wearing a large red shirt, black leggings, and a healthy wheat complexion under the sun hat at a marathon event.
It was the skin color after years of running and being washed by the wind and frost. Zhang Fenglian has two pairs of pink running shoes, which are not often worn, and are usually wrapped in newspaper and put in a cardboard box when they are washed. Chen Fahai said, "The shoes she bought were all pressed by the warehouse, and the number was wrong, but the shoes were new shoes." She likes to run, and when she practices, she wears flat shoes, and when she participates in the competition, she will take out pink running shoes, she always says that the shoes are comfortable, and the legs don't hurt when running.
Before the two got married, Zhang Fenglian had the habit of running. Later, in the twenty years of marriage, she also showed a high degree of diligence and self-discipline in running, even when the clinic business was busiest, "two hours a day, no one can change." 」
Usually at five o'clock in the morning, the sky is still dark, Zhang Fenglian went out, along the Yellow River, from Donggang to Xiguanshizi, 10 kilometers, and when it was farther away, run 20 kilometers to the tranquil area, and then run back, it was already eight or nine o'clock when she arrived home. A few times Chen Fahai was worried, riding a motorcycle to chase her, on the edge of the Yellow River, one person ran in front, one person rode a motorcycle to stop and go. After running twenty kilometers, Chen Fahai saw that she was "sweating profusely, and her clothes were soaking wet" and wanted to persuade her to get into the car, "I'll take you back?" Zhang Fenglian never agreed.
Running is the only pleasure outside of Zhang Fenglian's livelihood. She has spent most of her life in a frugal and frugal way, with the exception of running: before being affected by the epidemic, she had to go out to race two or three times a month, and marathons were usually held on weekends, which meant that she had to give up the best time for the clinic business, but she didn't care.
"I have a lot of personality." Chen Fahai even some did not understand Zhang Fenglian's strong strength, a mountaineering competition, Zhang Fenglian won the first prize, the prize was a set of storm jackets, Chen Fahai muttered at that time " It is better to take 200 yuan ", immediately by Zhang Fenglian retorted: "No matter how much money, taking the rank is the happiest, those money I work hard for a day to earn back." National athletes sometimes run a dozen or so, and I can run better than them."
The new home still retains some of Zhang Fenglian's medals from her lifetime.
Zhang Fenglian is considered to be the best in the local running circle, and she can mostly win the top ten in the marathon events held in Lanzhou. In the impression of her running friend Wang Yun, she said quietly and quietly, "I always run alone, I don't punch the clock when I run, and I am busy with my own affairs when I finish running." Except for the competition registration, it is almost impossible to speak in the group."
Wang Yun is a local marathon enthusiast in Lanzhou, more than two years ago, Zhang Fenglian carried a bag alone to run the ice and snow marathon in Ordos, Wang Yun remembered the name: "There is no one around, she is alone, the courage is really big", and later when the two were practicing running, they met in Lanzhou Marathon Park, Wang Yun took the initiative to break the ice: "Are you Zhang Fenglian?"
Not good at talking let Zhang Fenglian give people a sense of distance, after getting acquainted, the two often participate in the competition together, Wang Yun was impressed by her simplicity: once during the competition in the hotel to eat buffet, Zhang Fenglian did not pick a snack like others to taste the fruit, straight to the big pot of porridge, a pair of big eyes dripping around, also did not see the move, porridge drank bowl after bowl. Wang Yun also joked at the time: "How can this Fenglian just drink porridge?"
They are similar in age, Wang Yun loves beauty, and wears beautiful short-sleeved shorts in the summer and light down in the winter. But she had the impression that no matter the summer or winter, Zhang Fenglian always wore long pants, a knee-length cotton coat, very old, looking like the style of seven or eight years ago; a backpack she often carried was also changed by her son, there was no sadness, from the back, the bag was wider than her back, and the whole fell behind her.
They are all people who have come out of the mountains. When Wang Yun was in high school, the school was 10 kilometers away from home, and every week before leaving home, she had enough steamed buns to eat for a week, and crossed two mountains to the school, and her ability was exercised at that time. She felt that Zhang Fenglian was probably the same, her hometown was in Jingning County, farther and deeper than where she came from. Wang Yun recalled that in the 2020 Lanzhou Lily Road 100-kilometer mountain cross-country race, there was no prize money, the mountain was deep, "more than ten hours, more than 5,000 meters of climbing, she still ran down so hard." Wang Yun said that cross-country running has always been Zhang Fenglian's strong point and can rank in the top five in Lanzhou. "It's not a problem to just pull people down two hills."
Zhang Fenglian took back the medals one by one, there was no place to put them at home, they were hung on hangers, arranged in rows on the edge of the shelf bed; this May was the third time she participated in the Silver Yellow River Stone Forest Cross-Country Race, she told her husband that the top five in this competition may not be won, and she wants to win the top ten.
On the Friday before the race, she put on her pink running shoes, packed two loaves of bread in her bag and got on the train. Chen Fahai's last phone call from Zhang Fenglian was that night, she confessed her daughter's homework on the phone, and the father and daughter still remember that night, the sound of "rustling" rain came from the earpiece.
Two days later, a list was posted to a running group WeChat group in Lanzhou – in the face of sudden hail and wind and rain, 21 runners in the Yellow River Stone Forest Cross-Country Race lost temperature and died. Those names are all too familiar to them, except for the last one on the list, the leader of the running group asked in the group: Who is Zhang Fenglian? Do you know?
Depressed
In the group of more than 100 people, only Wang Yun said that he knew Zhang Fenglian. Afterwards, Wang Yun heard the runner who came back from Baiyin mention that after encountering the loss of temperature, Zhang Fenglian hugged the runner and cried, when she and the runner and the four people in the group were ready to withdraw, but the people who were traveling halfway found that Zhang Fenglian was gone. The registration fee for this game is 1000 yuan, and only after the game can get 1600 yuan in return, Wang Yun guessed according to this, "Did she suddenly think that the money was going to be gone, so she went back to earn the 1600 yuan?"
When Chen Fahai saw the body in Baiyin, Zhang Fenglian's face was a little blue, like it was frozen, and her legs were also injured everywhere, her pink shoes were missing, and she wore a pair of flat shoes on her feet, and the staff said that when people found it, their clothes and shoes were all broken by stones, and they replaced them with new ones. On the day of the burial, I thought of the flat shoes on Zhang Fenglian's feet, "How can this work, how can I run down here?" Chen Fahai recalled that when the motorcade passed by the door of his home, he stopped the car and took another pair of pink running shoes wrapped in newspaper.
His son Chen Yongqiang helped Chen Fahai deal with the aftermath throughout the process. In August this year, after the family moved to Yuzhong County, Chen Yongqiang stayed in Lanzhou to learn to drive, Chen Fahai obviously felt that his son's words had become less, and for Zhang Fenglian's departure, the father and son had not communicated positively.
Chen Yongqiang said that his mother was gone, and he did not shed a tear. "I wondered." The sentence he said the most in the past six months was "depressed", how a good person said no, he still believes that his mother is just missing.
After returning from Silver, he got Zhang Fenglian's mobile phone, in the middle of the night a person hid in the bed to brush, first look at the WeChat balance, there are more than 20,000, and then turn over the photo album, address book, found a variety of, not medicine or marathon, he stared at it, jumped up in the middle of the night, pounced on the bed.
In the past, at this bedside, every day at less than five o'clock, the "jingle bells" in his ears were the sounds of his mother; he still remembered that when he was a child, his mother saw a doctor in front of him, he sat on the bed and cried, and she would carry herself to the backyard twice; all these years he had not let the family worry about it, once stole money, was arrested at the police station, his father led him out, returned home, and his mother was facing him with two feet.
Chen Yongqiang described himself and Zhang Fenglian as "one going around (running) and one going inward", and now the person who pulled him was gone.
After his mother left, Chen Yongqiang still stayed in the old house of Junjiatan.
Black leather bags, two pairs of Vajrapani bracelets, one on the left wrist, the other in the right hand disk playing, ringing a non-stop phone, he picked up and hung up, full of "leaders" and "bosses", not like a 19-year-old teenager who had just come out of school.
A bowl of syrup was on the black table, which he had made the day before, barely moving; so hungry that he had pulled open the drawer and packed the skewers he had packed back last night, and the red oil plates on them had become lumps. If he hadn't been reminded, he wouldn't have even noticed the smell of coal in the house—he had planned to fill the gas, but the gas cylinder had been unloaded but had forgotten to tighten the valve.
He was living day and night at Junjiatan, the light in the house was very dark, sleeping, as if his mother was still there, she had just returned from running by the Yellow River, nibbling on the apple, while leaning on the wooden ladder to press her legs... Chen Yongqiang woke up, the room was dark, and there was no one.
Chen Yongqiang went back to his new home, which was spacious and bright, but he always felt that he was not used to living and did not have to be used to it. After pouring a bottle of 100ml liquor in a dry and cold winter in Lanzhou, Chen Yongqiang wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled on the bed: "I don't know what to do!" I don't want to deal with my sister after that! It's annoying!" His face was flushed outside the quilt, and his eyes were out of focus. But the next day when he woke up drunk, he began to chant again, "I am now the pillar of this family, go to the countryside to drink and everything my father will consult with me" "First learn the car, and then find a good job later."
After Zhang Fenglian left, many nights, Chen Yongqiang couldn't sleep, and once he called his father Chen Fahai late at night: "Dad, I can't sleep." "What's wrong with you, squinting and falling asleep." Chen Fahai advised him, "No more, you can smoke one." Chen Yongqiang thus learned to smoke. One day in December, he saw an unburned cigarette butt on the road in Junjiatan, picked it up and continued to smoke, and the smoke rings scattered in the air. He said that he now smoked fifteen pieces of "Heilanzhou" better than his Lao Tzu's five-piece "Lanzhou".
"A cigarette to relieve worries, a glass of wine to relieve sorrow", Chen Yongqiang said, many nights, "depressed" on the head, he went out to order a case of beer, shouted good brothers together, no one should respond, he drank by himself - in the alley of Junjiatan Lane, the chickens and dogs barked, he stumbled and touched the wall to go home, not long ago because he was drunk, he did not pay attention to even the mobile phone fell into the ditch.
Depressed.
family
Junjiatan No. 202 has been deserted for more than half a year, except for the "people who live in the house" (locals), most of them are doing odd jobs, and over the years, the migrant workers in the courtyard have come and gone, and several batches have been changed. Before, Zhang Fenglian's family lived for nearly ten years, is a rare old household, in Chen Fahai and Zhang Fenglian's original planning, wait for the daughter to be older, maybe the year of primary school graduation, the savings are almost saved, they left Lanzhou, returned to their hometown in Yuzhong County, built a two-story small building, repaired a small garden, opened a clinic like a decent, people came to see, no one is not in a hurry, sit at home to rest, and try to relax.
But Zhang Fenglian did not wait for this day. When he was in Baiyin, Chen Fahai met many people, they told him that "Zhang Fenglian is a person who can really bear hardships", when talking about living with Zhang Fenglian, he was mostly calm, only to relay the description of others at the moment, his yellow eyes were red, and the words that could not be spit out were mixed together, and he could no longer speak.
After Zhang Fenglian's death, the media reported her experience, because of some misalignment, she was described as a female doctor who was "expelled from the hospital because of the birth of a second child", relying on running to survive, and living in extreme poverty all her life - local caring people in Lanzhou initiated donations for her, and people recalled on the Internet that they met Zhang Fenglian before the Yellow River Stone Forest Race: "Zhang Fenglian said that she set a farm for 40 yuan a night, and shared a room with runners, one person only needed 20 yuan" "Hearing me say that I was a little hungry without breakfast, Zhang Fenglian said that she had flatbies brought from Lanzhou in her bag." , take it out as you speak."
However, after the experience of practicing medicine was made public, doubts also appeared, and the Gansu Provincial People's Hospital also said that Zhang Fenglian had not worked in the hospital. Chen Fahai knew nothing about these storms and denied that his wife was "expelled for having a second child." In fact, their "good business" in Junjiatan lasted less than two years, after 2013, the clinic was investigated three times in a row, fined tens of thousands of yuan, confiscated medicines; two years later, zhang Fenglian was even arrested and sentenced for recidivism, and returned home from prison after 8 months, her hair was white.
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In 2018, they finally saved up all the formalities, spent 30,000 yuan of annual rent to rent a shop in Junjiatan, Chen Fahai personally completed the decoration, the clinic opened, but few people came. Zhang Fenglian began to sell fruit again during this period, thinking that the doctor's selling of fruit was too faceless, so she went to the community five miles away from home to set up a stall.
Wang Yun also learned about this after the accident, she only knew that Zhang Fenglian was selling medicine in the pharmacy. Lanzhou runners launched a donation, and after the participation of runners across the country, there were more than 300,000 in less than two days. On the day he received the phone call, Chen Fahai stopped the donation, "Many of them (the people who donated) are runners, they don't have much money, and this money is enough for us to live." The money was later deposited in the bank in the name of Zhang Fenglian's daughter.
In the cabinet of the new home, there are two thermos cups that Zhang Fenglian used to use before her death, Chen Fahai usually does not allow people to move, and her daughter does not agree to use them, only to take them out on a fixed day every month, fill them with Master Kang's mineral water, and buy two pieces of cakes with two packs of squeezed vegetables - these are all prepared for Zhang Fenglian when she ran before she died, and every day, Chen Fahai took them and led her daughter to visit Zhang Fenglian's grave.
Forty kilometers apart, Chen Fahai also transferred money to his son on WeChat from time to time, urging him to go home; after the new house was bought, the title certificate was written on the son's name, and he moved the hukou of the two children to Yuzhong County, and the head of the household was also a son.
But Chen Yongqiang, who remained in Junjiatan, had no intention of going back. At the end of December, the rent of no. 202 was due and he had to move out. He didn't want to leave here, so he secretly found a job at the front desk of the hotel in Lanzhou, where he planned to rent another room in Junjiatan.
Chen Fahai still does not know that his son has learned to drink, according to the custom of his hometown, Lao Tzu and the boy can not drink at the same table; now, Lao Tzu and the boy talk on the phone, usually with a roar: "Money saves some flowers... You hear no!" Chen Fahai also began to ponder the aftermath for himself, "In three years, I will not die", before that, he wanted to give his son a family, let his relatives say a daughter-in-law to him in Yuzhong, "Your mother left early, I will help you buy a house, marry your daughter-in-law, and you will take good care of your sister." "What's the hurry?" Wait until twenty-five or six. ”
Six years ago, when Zhang Fenglian was imprisoned and not at home, Chen Yongqiang had a headache and was dazzled, and every day he came home to hear his sister's screams, "My mother is not at home, and I don't know how to live at home." During that time, he simply hid out, and as soon as school was over, he went to the shop that his family rented at that time to nest. Eight months later, his father called him back, "Your mother is back, and the family is fine again."
On some level, Lao Tzu and Xiao Zi may have reconciled - the family urgently needs a female role like Zhang Fenglian, Chen Fahai does not know, the son has quietly talked about an object on the Internet, the first love, has not yet met, but is already running to get married. What does it mean to be married? Chen Yongqiang didn't know, but "How can I not be depressed?" With a daughter-in-law, you can make money seriously - the family may be better again.
(Wang Yun is a pseudonym in the text)
Author: Wei Furong
Editor: Wang Yiran
First image source: Wei Furong