[Guyun New City Feng Jianguo] In his dream, he saw a new brother

Hedong people tell Hedong anecdotes 丨 Yuncheng people listen to Yuncheng stories

In the dream, I saw a new brother

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Feng Jianguo

In the blink of an eye, I have been saying goodbye to the new brother for more than three years. There are days that I dare not count, pinch my fingers, more than a thousand days and nights.

Life is unpredictable!

Who would have thought that this grinning, kind-eyed, scruffy man, who spoke with thin water and no heart and no lungs, would actually be infected with evil diseases and would be killed by evil diseases. The words of the townspeople: There are no old or young on the road of life and death. These words really make people feel sad and chilling.

The new brother is a snake, two years older than me. He was not very tall, thin, slightly tilted back, and his mouth looked a little awkward. The whole child looks ordinary, and there is nothing particularly special about it. Walking on the street, the return rate will not be very strong.

But people are very good, generous, kind-hearted, and bodhisattva-like. Whoever does the work of writing does not refuse, responds to all requests, and is warm-hearted and charitable.

It is often three small dishes, two pots of old wine, half drunk and half drunk, and will write a picture for others. What aspect of the article, as long as the opening, all do, public welfare mostly. But it is good to make a few complaints, write it, make a difference, but often will be muttered a few words: these people, let me write everything, regardless of whether people are dead or alive.

Toot to toot, the comers still do not refuse; what genre of articles, are written. After retiring, still like this, I said to him: You are like the musician in "Tears", people pick up a box of cigarettes, you blow for half a day. He would grin and say, "We'll write an article, what else can we do?"

He's this man, that's it: good guy, just a little bit of a broken mouth.

I know The new brother, who worked in the Land Construction Corporation after coming to Yuncheng in 1987.

About the recommendation of Sun Jianqiang, he found me. He said he wanted me to do me a favor and write an article about character communications.

To be honest, at that time in the Yuncheng cultural circle, the new brother was much more famous than me. His novel "Flying Leg Horse II" has been serialized in relevant media, causing no small repercussions in society.

It was only the first time we met, and I couldn't refuse, so I went to the interview with him. The subject of the interview was a neighbor of yuncheng oil mill, the land construction corporation. I have forgotten what the name of the factory director is, but I only remember that he is a model worker in the region and province, and so on.

After the article was written, it was published in Yuncheng Daily, Yuncheng Trade Union, Shanxi Workers Daily and other media. The new brother gave me 20 kilograms of cottonseed oil, a large plastic bucket. Years later, he still relished it, and often mentioned "that time", which was a bit of a tribute.

Later, he accidentally broke his foot and lived at home to recover. I brought up two pounds of Fu Tong Hui dim sum and some fruits and other foods to see him. He was grateful. Later, we became very good friends, and he often said to people: Feng Jianguo and I are brothers.

After a few years, he and Huan Yu brother collaborated to write a huge work, "The Complete Biography of Guan Gong", which asked me to write the preface. I insisted on not.

He then said: Who asked you to write the preface to the book "Humble And Not Dare to Forget the Worried Country" of Huai Zhan Ke, so that Teacher Yang Huanyu could see it. He knows that we have a good relationship, and he must let me come to you.

At that time, our office was located near Hedong Square. I didn't promise him, and he came every day. In my office, there are those who have not said a word, who have nothing to say. I don't leave at lunchtime, and I have to have a small drink to serve.

I was forced by him to be helpless, and finally had to write. After he read it, he smiled fondly like a child. He said: I knew you would write, who made us brothers.

At that moment, my eyes were a little moist, how many people in the world could really treat themselves as brothers?

The new brother has a hobby in his life, likes to drink two sips, and often gets drunk. At that time, there were more meals, and I would often call him, and he mostly stood and helped him.

After a long time, my driver said to me: Uncle, next time let Teacher Shen drink less. He lived on the second floor, and every time I carried him upstairs, and his family was worried.

He woke up, came again, and I said him. He would laugh and say, "Not for example." The next time, he was still the same, and over time, I didn't bother to say anything more about him.

Once, I attended a dinner party. Fu Tonghui Liu Yue boss hid from wine halfway and pretended to go to the toilet. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet the new brother, riding a bicycle, and said: Teacher Shen, Feng Bureau asked me to find you to drink.

He believed. Put down the bike, come in, a bunch of wine down, and then go back and forth. It wasn't until I woke up the next morning that I remembered his bike and the dishes he had bought. So I looked all over the street.

Then I retired and had a studio. The new brother often writes an article for others, and will also do some copywriting for the organ. He would call every three or five minutes, always looking for something that was looming from time to time.

I knew what the new brother meant, so I would ask him to come around 11 o'clock. At the same time I will ask a few more drinkers to come, little drunk. However, I gradually found that the amount of alcohol in the new brother was not as good as before.

After the deaths of Brother Xinyi and Brother Huan Yu, I once wanted to write an article with the title: The streets of Yuncheng are missing the backs of two cyclists. But when I wrote it halfway through, I deleted it.

Because, the heart is uncomfortable.

And then later, lift up, put down; lift up again, put down again...

This time, I brought it up again because when I was sorting out the bookcase, I saw the book "Salt Lake Folk Customs". Turning the title page, there was a neat inscription on it: "Please Feng Jianguo Director Yazheng." Shen Xinyi, B is not in the middle of the summer. ”

Seeing the hurt of things, things are not human, and I only feel uncomfortable in my heart.

Day and night dream.

That night, I dreamed of a new brother, who was still dirty, still smiling, still half grinning... It's just a lot more energetic.

Editor-in-charge of this issue: Feng Shaohua

About the Author

Feng Jianguo, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, is fascinated by culture and loves his homeland. A fool who knows nothing but wants to do it, once did copywriting, and now a casual guest. He is a little lonely in his life, can scribble two sketches, and has more than twenty broken books, about 5 million colloquialisms. The most beloved one is "Millennium Hedong", and the most diligent one is "Walking All Over Hedong" (13 volumes). The most popular among readers is "The World of Ten Thousand People Is Extremely Guan Yunchang", and the most obstructed by the townspeople is "The Disaster Rises in the Great River East"... The road must still be moved forward, and may the reader have a good time.