"I married her to repay the favor, and now that the family is better and my sisters are older, I will not do anything to cross the river and tear down the bridge!"
Shan TianFang looked directly into her father's eyes, and the words that came out of her mouth were loud and loud, containing an irresistible firmness.
Beyond his father's disapproval gaze, Shan Tianfang's mind gradually drifted away, and he still clearly remembered that in that gray day, a figure full of warmth and strength pushed open the heavy door and shone into Shan Tianfang's life like a hot sun.
In order to return that warmth, he would not push her away or leave.
Shan Tianfang
It was the experience that Shan Tianfang was most reluctant to recall, and the most inseparable.
In 1951, Shan Tianfang's father, Shan Yongkui, was unfortunately imprisoned for accidentally committing the crime of harboring a friend, which was undoubtedly worse for the family of eight underage children at that time.
Shan Tianfang's mother, Wang Xianggui, watched life hopeless, and the survival problems of her eight children gradually became a nightmare that lingered in her heart. Finally, one day, in the name of the performance, she made up her mind to walk out of this home forever, and she never came back.
After realizing that her mother would never return, Shan Tianfang's original life began to become a mess.
Before Shan Tianfang's father was imprisoned, as the only boy in the family, he was placed high hopes, and Shan Tianfang rarely intervened in the family affairs, and under the earth-shaking changes in the family, he had to start taking care of his sister's living.
In the face of the heavy blows given by life, Shan Tianfang did not have time to complain about himself, and the pressure of life made him breathless.
Shan Yongkui
Late one night, Shan Tianfang leaned against the window, feeling a gust of cold wind blowing in through the cracks, blowing his enthusiasm to pieces, feeling his dreams folded in the real wind.
He sat up slightly trembling, lit the fire fold, the flame beat faintly in the quiet space, reflected on his silent face, he took out the admission letter, on which were a few big words - Northeast Institute of Technology.
Looking at those big words, he gently stroked his fingers back and forth on them, as if he had made up his mind, he resolutely lit the acceptance letter with a tongue of fire, watching the flames slowly expand, with his dreams, like a brilliant firework, waiting for the fireworks to burn out, little by little to disappear.
The light in his eyes gradually extinguished, and the warm light around him began to become cold and gray. I don't know how long I stopped in the same place, until my limbs began to stiffen, and Shan Tian Fang moved her body slightly, before lifting her feet to leave. Behind him, the one wearing a white coat with a stethoscope slowly faded color.
Her mother sang a big drum, her father was a string master, and Shan Tianfang toured with her parents since she was a child, and what she often did was to take a basket and ask the audience for a reward after the performance.
"'It's time to cheer up,' just shouted. People love to give, and if they don't give money, there is no rut. At that time, I felt that this was no different from asking for food, and I didn't want to do this. Later, Shan Tianfang recalled his childhood.
In order not to look at other people's faces and not follow in the footsteps of her parents, Shan Tianfang aspired to become a doctor.
Now, after such a dream was shattered, Shan Tianfang once fell into despair.
In the end, he was forced to do so, but he decided to study art
Making such a decision meant that Shan Tianfang wanted to change from a "high-level intellectual" at that time to a "storyteller". After all, he embarked on the road that he did not want to take when he was a child.
Fate brings suffering, but it also brings hope
Things began to take a turn after the appearance of that Qianli figure, and Shan Tianfang probably did not expect that he would chase after this time for the rest of his life.
As shan Tianfang's mother's apprentice, Wang Quangui did not expect that this scene was actually in front of him.
I don't know if it was driven by responsibility, or sympathy, or secret feelings, after which Wang Quangui began to run frequently towards the single family, the last time he brought food, this time to help sort out the housework, the next time is to help cook, the next time...
In addition, Wang Quangui also gave Shan Tianfang a subsidy for living expenses. Wang Quangui saw Shan Tianfang's efforts and also admired Shan Tianfang's talent. In his heart, he believes that Shan Tianfang will definitely be able to break out of his own world in the future.
Shan Tianfang did not refuse Wang Quangui's kindness, but took a note of Wang Quangui's efforts in his heart, and worked harder to learn qu art and other knowledge, hoping that one day he could get ahead.
For the rest of his life, this is the only one
The two people who pushed the relationship between the two further was Shan Tianfang's master Li Qinghai, who saw Wang Quangui's efforts and looked at the relationship between the two people who were naturally anxious, that is, the red bride who acted as a matchmaker.
He first went to ask Wang Quangui, and Wang Quangui nodded his head in agreement without the slightest hesitation in old Mr. Li's matchmaking.
Before that, she still put Shan Tianfang's idea first, and put the choice in his hands - as long as he (Shan Tianfang) did not dislike my age, I could marry.
And Shan Tian Fang remembered Wang Quangui's kindness, and he was bent on repaying the favor, and he was full of words.
The two people were naturally together, and the fact that the two of them started a family together immediately caused an uproar in the surrounding neighborhood.
Everyone couldn't understand why Shan Tianfang, who was young and talented, had married Wang Quangui, who was eight years older than him.
In the open or in private, occasional rumors flowed into Shan Tianfang's ears, and Shan Tianfang was still unmoved, and the gratitude in his heart to Wang Quangui had become a major factor in his continued descent.
In this simple and happy time, the two gave birth to a son and a daughter, the life was as harmonious and beautiful as an ordinary family, life gradually got on the right track, and Shan Tianfang finally seized her own happiness.
Although Shan Tianfang emphasized that sentence countless times in interviews in later years:
"My wife is 8 years older than me, and I got married to repay the favor."
In fact, under the precipitation of countless days and nights, that feeling has long been separated from the word "retribution", beyond the boundaries of love, above it, and tightly tied the two together.
In 1956, Shan Tianfang encountered an olive branch handed to him by fate, and he had the opportunity to speak on stage for the first time.
Shan Tianfang is well aware of this hard-won opportunity, he is excited, excited, nervous...
When he stood on the stage of great attention, he slowly scanned the people sitting below with their necks extended to listen to the lecture, and the industrious and simple figure of his wife stepping on the bicycle came to mind, compared with the restless mood at the beginning, at this time he was surprisingly calm.
Shan Tianfang took a deep breath and reappeared the speech that only his wife watched that day and night under the eyes of everyone.
Just the right pause, the fascinating storyline, and the changeable voices and expressions of the plot made the audience reminisce for a long time after the end of the lecture.
A clap of applause pierced the silent lecture hall, and the crowd seemed to wake up, followed by thunderous applause, and there was a roar of applause below.
"I want to hear what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown!" For a time, it became a word of mouth in the neighborhood.
When Shan Tianfang entered the home with pork eggs and the joy on his face, Wang Quangui was slightly surprised, and a moment later he was happy.
This time, Shan Tianfang said that the book received four yuan and two cents and five cents, which was a lot of money compared to the previous family's income.
Wang Quangui was not only happy that there was material sufficiency in life, but also that Shan Tianfang, who was covered in dust like a pearl, had finally been whisked away.
Wang Quangui's life is almost all about shan Tianfang's activities, she gave her best years to Shan Tianfang, in order to let her husband complete his quyi speech without scruples, Wang Quangui gave up his career and chose to disappear from the public.
Shan Tianfang, who was running around lecturing, did not fail Wang Quangui, and gave everything for his wife and children to live a better life.
Wang Quangui
After Shan Tian Fangfa's father was released from prison, he tried his best to prevent this relationship, believing that at this time, Shan Tian Fang, who was red through the north and south of the river, should stop taking another wife, and Wang Quangui, who was eight years older than him, was "worthy" of Shan Tian Fang.
Shan Tianfang clearly knew that without Wang Quangui at that time, there would be no Shan Tianfang now. He firmly refused his father's advice,
After Wang Quangui heard about this incident, the first thing he did was not grievances and sadness, but chose to comfort Shan Tianfang in turn and let Shan Tianfang ease the relationship with his father.
Different from the women of the old era, Wang Quangui has the gentleness and tolerance of women, but she has the tenacity of not losing to men, so she did not fall in the bumpy years, but can calmly analyze in every matter, cross the ups and downs, and give Shan Tianfang the best support.
There is a wife who asks for such a husband
Their feelings were never one-way, and during that period of time together, the two went in both directions, integrating each other's lives into each other and never being separated again.
As the family's materials became more and more abundant, her own music art was also thriving, watching her wife and children gradually live a better life, Shan Tianfang finally saw the dawn of life.
Just when he thought he had come out of the suffering that life had brought him, fate slapped him again.
When the Cultural Revolution broke out, everyone was in danger, but Shan Tianfang, who spoke the book, was the target of criticism and became the object of criticism.
Shan TianFang was not willing, why did fate want to trick him so much and destroy his hard-won achievements? He gradually developed a little depression, depressed and resentful, and unwilling, but he could not fully accept this turbulent and displaced life.
The worries of day and night and the evil fire in his heart made Shan Tianfang's throat dumb and his teeth fall, which was undoubtedly worse.
Wang Quangui looked in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Knowing what you can't do, the best thing to do at this time is to be accompanied. She cleaned up her home and spent the years with warmth and companionship with Shan Tianfang.
Thinking that he still had a family, Shan TianFang suppressed the bitterness of many days and stood on the stage again, which was a completely different state of mind.
With a mouth full of dentures, his hoarse voice was like an old woman who had experienced many vicissitudes, and he told the past together, and everyone present was fascinated by the hoarse voice. In the future, Shan Tianfang has her own unique and attractive hoarse voice.
Shan Tianfang had learned to grit her teeth and not to succumb to this fate.
In April 1969, Shan Tianfang was exiled to the countryside, had to be separated from his wife and his children, endured his own thoughts, Shan Tianfang knew that in the face of the irresistible situation, if he went back, it would be his wife and children who would be involved.
Full of enthusiasm and suffering from nowhere to vent, Shan Tianfang chose to travel to many cities and bury himself in the crowd of sentient beings, and in four years, Shan Tianfang felt as if a century had passed.
In the past four years, he has seen a variety of changes in life, watching him rise up the Zhu Lou, watching him feast on guests, and watching his building collapse.
Wang Quangui, on the other hand, was concerned about her husband, and for four years in the wind and rain, he went back and forth between the city and the township, giving Shan Tianfang economic and material needs.
He read all the sails and washed away the lead. God may be to let Shan Tianfang reborn and shine again, four years, no more, no less, just right.
In 1978, the Cultural Revolution gradually came to an end, and Shan Tianfang restored his reputation, which meant that he could once again stand under the eyes of everyone and continue to shine on the stage of book review.
When Shan Tianfang thought that the good days had finally arrived and was ready to greet the dawn with his family, Wang Quangui fell ill.
When Shan Tianfang, who returned from the performance, saw Wang Quangui, who was blue in the face and slumped on the ground lifeless, he panicked and feared for a while.
In the face of life, old age, illness and death, all human activities seem so small, Shan Tianfang saw the green light at the entrance of the department turn into a red light, as if he was back in childhood, facing that red touch, helpless and desolate emotions hit his heart.
Unlike when he was a child, this time he no longer had the strength to fight and redeem.
Later, early in the morning, when the son on the other end of the phone said the words "Mom is gone", Shan Tianfang was silent for a long time, he tried to squirm his lips, trying to say a word, and the exit was speechless.
The death-like silence on the phone made the choking sound from the other end of the hospital clearer.
Shan Tianfang felt that the temperature of his body had cooled down a little, knowing that sooner or later such a result would have to be endured, but when the final result was nakedly placed in front of him, he did not have the courage to face it.
"Understated treatment, everything from Jane... You don't have to notify your neighbors. ”
Saying this sentence did not know how much strength shan Tianfang had spent, afraid that his emotions could not be controlled, Shan Tianfang trembled and hung up the call button.
After hanging up the phone, his wife's 40-year-long companionship flashed in his mind like a marquee, and the frames were her gentle, inclusive, and resolute eyebrows.
As if the strength that had been supporting him had been sucked out by half, Shan Tianfang felt empty for the first time, he looked around and understood that there would never be that simple and warm figure in the empty home again, tears flowed out involuntarily, and he couldn't help but cry in pain.
Wang Quangui's trip to the world seems to be for Shan Tianfang, and her task is to accompany Shan Tianfang through these gray and dark lives, and after the task is completed, she closes her eyes and leaves with peace of mind.
Shan Tianfang is sorry, when the family can really live a good life, she is gone, for him to work all his life Wang Quangui, in the end did not enjoy the sweetness of life and gave up.
Shan Tianfang is also painful, and in the daily relationship with his wife, that feeling has gone beyond repaying kindness. Perhaps he had not discovered that in the darkness, he already had deep feelings for his wife.
"My wife Quan Gui and I have been together for decades, and it can be said that she is in the same boat, and her care for me and her contribution to the family are difficult for ordinary wives to do. When she left, I didn't even know how life should go on. In a later interview, recalling this painful time, Shan Tianfang's eyes crossed with complex emotions.
Shan Tianfang did not remarry, whether before Wang Quangui's death or after her death, these 38 years of getting along can already warm him for the rest of his life, support himself alone, and go down with Wang Quangui's share. For exactly 38 years, Shan Tianfang will spend the next 26 years to remember.
Wang Quangui is lucky, she has no extraordinary talent, no beautiful face, and no prominent background, but it makes Shan TianFang remember the rest of her life.
Shan Tianfang is also lucky, and in the years of walking alone, she has met people who will not abandon her life.
Later, Shan Tianfang's reputation increased and he became a household name "national mouth", and he created the art edifice of Chinese storytelling.
But Shan Tianfang did not let fame spend his eyes, he focused more on the study of quyi, and after the exquisite performance, he turned around and left the gong and name behind.