Take a hot spring on a cold day, half style and half nature

The days passed in a hurry with tears and laughter, and they also hurried by in a mixture of worry and hope. No matter how unusual this day was, after entering the homes of ordinary people, it became a real chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea. It is these ordinary days, but under the fermentation of time, they have the endless power to touch people's hearts, and they are mellow and beautiful.

I remember that in the early seventies, the mountains were still in a natural economic state, from top to bottom are those colors, coarse cloth black, tassel gray, military green, modern baths or household bathing facilities are basically no, cold winter waxing moon, the only place to bathe is the hot spring of the pond.

This hot spring is famous because it is in the arms of The Jiugao Mountains. In the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", it is said that this place is called Fanggao Mountain, and in the Book of Poetry, it is said that "the crane sings Jiugao, and the sound is heard in the wild", so it is called Jiugao Mountain, and when Li Daoyuan wrote the "Notes on the Water Classic", this place is called Wolf Gao Mountain again. Because the place is the Qinling Mountain System and the Taihang Mountain System squeezed to form the remnants of the mountain, it is inevitable that there will be underground hot springs, the water is really hot, about 49.5 ° C is very often, the water often contains sulfur, fluorine, calcium and other more than twenty kinds of trace elements, rheumatism, skin diseases, as well as paralysis, neuralgia, acne, eczema and other diseases are very effective. But at that time, no one minded this, because no one asked the person who went down the pool whether he was sick or not, and there was no much attention to the current bath, and it was hard to have a bathing opportunity, and no one wanted to miss it. For us in the countryside, this bath is a blessing from God to all people, and there can be no discrimination against each other.

At that time, it was two recesses, the large recesses could accommodate more than twenty people at the same time, and the small recesses could accommodate more than a dozen people, but the underground water sources were different, coming from different crevices. As a result, the locals surrounded the large pond slightly, and it became a male pool, and the same was true on the small pond, which became a female pool. A flat land was opened behind the two pools, and a canteen was built to serve some fine flour soup, pot stickers and the like, so that people from afar had a place to eat.

The inside of the bath is very simple, and the places surrounded by the "wall" are wooden stools that can sit and put clothes, no separators, no separate cabinets, that is, slippery stools. One meter to the middle is the square pond, and the stone steps from the bottom of the stairs allow people of different ages to stand at different heights to bathe, because the deepest point to the neck of an adult, if there is no step, the children can not get into the water. If there are other facilities, it is a door that leaks the wind, and it leaks because it is made of sparse wooden slats, and the gap is very wide, which is useless except to cover the "snooping" eyes of passers-by. The bath is so big, but there are many people from the eight neighboring villages, some of them are cowardly, they come in the morning, and they may not be able to get off the pool in the evening, only those who are strong or protected can squeeze in, at that time, you look at the pool, it seems to be full of seedlings, there is almost no room for turning.

So there was a struggle for the pool, which began as a struggle between men and men, and a struggle between women and women, and later evolved into a struggle between men and women, and a struggle between women and men. At first, several women who came early stripped naked and occupied the male pool, causing men to not have to wash for a day. The second time, just after twelve o'clock, the man first went to occupy the women's pool, so that the woman did not have to wash. The adults felt that this was too offensive, so they negotiated a method that was approved: on the third, sixth, ninth, and tenth days of the lunar calendar, two pools belonged to men, and on the second, fourth, sixth, and eighth days, both pools belonged to women. This solves the problem temporarily.

When women come to wash, the men in the nest do not come; the same is true when men wash. This gives us bear kids a lot of opportunities. After school, two or three of us children ran to the powder soup restaurant with the stolen buns and one or two dimes of wool coins, exchanged two cents for a bowl of powder soup, and then kept adding soup until the three of us were full — for a long time, and we scolded when we saw the powder soup restaurant — but the soup was still given, everyone knew that it was hungry, and no one really couldn't live with us. Then it is to go to the small hillside opposite the soup pond, while warming up, while watching the take a bath, because of this, no less beaten by the family!

Reformed, opened up, I also went to the high school in Linzhen. In the afternoon, the teacher just passed "Several Problems in the Primary Stage of Socialism", and I inexplicably missed the bath: the land was contracted, everyone was busy, was there still more people in the bath? At the thought of it, I couldn't do anything else, put on the mille-feuille shoes and a yellow military uniform that my mother had just brought with me—which was a fashionable outfit at the time—and hitched a ride on the truck pulling ore from the cement factory.

When I was a child, my playmate didn't know where to go, but the fine powder soup restaurant was still there. After taking a bath and replacing all my thoughts with satisfaction, I walked out of the bath and into the powder soup house. When I entered, the kitchen uncle smiled and asked me: Or soup? I was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, this time I have three cents!"

In fact, I don't know how much the powder soup was at that time, the uncle smiled and went to the back kitchen, and after a while he brought a fine powder soup, more lung slices, and some powder sausages. Looking at the incense I ate, I teased and said: Now that the bath is standardized and someone has contracted it, you can't see the female doll bathing! My face turned red at once, and I said: Uncle recognizes me? Recognize, isn't it the baby of the old six families, now that she is older, she is in high school! We said a lot more.

It was dark early in the winter, and it was just seven o'clock when I couldn't see the road clearly. I hurried away and went to the side of the road, trying to pick up a taxi back to Linzhen. The car came, I chased the car for a while, smoothly hung on the back box of the car, did not want to throw off the shoes of the left foot, that is my mother's new ah, I can't take care of much, and jumped out of the car, touching the black to find shoes. When I walked back to school, it was already two o'clock in the night...

Later, I went to college, went to work in the city, had all the bathing facilities at home, and hadn't been to that place full of memories for decades. I came across a poem written by Mr. Shan Yuanmu, a famous historian of the province, during his inspection:

Overnight under the green mountains of the Tang River, the sound of the waves came to the ear overnight.

On the cliff dozens of naked bathing women, light rain early morning wash culture.

I don't know if he came to my hometown. Just listen to the old family, the soup pond is still there, just repaired a lot of hotels, divided into a lot of small pools, there are single, double, and public, the water is not hot before, as if using electricity to boil water. The natural hot spring is still the same, and someone has enlarged the pool, but the effect is not as great as before!