Cheng Ming raised one hand slightly, whispered, and cried loudly. Damn it! The young man, and in his hometown, the surrounding familiar environment, in front of him are all familiar old faces. Alas, the man doesn't flick when he has tears, he knows today, and he regrets not at the beginning. Do you really regret it? Repent! Repentance. Lost the face of his loved ones. Those of us who sat in the prison car and stared at Cheng Ming's mother and son, not daring to breathe, forcibly holding back the fear of coughing, for fear of disturbing them, are actually in the same situation, and we can be regarded as empathetic. After all, no one is Sun Wukong, jumping out of the crack in the stone. Which one has a father and mother. To tell the truth, the people in the car have already become fathers, wives, children and relatives, and at least a bitter gourd face. Suddenly, many of our classmates were unforgettable, and they had the so-called pain of the skin.
My hot tears wet my eyelashes and blurred both eyes. No! I thought to myself, absolutely not! Tears must not be allowed to become the water that bursts the embankment, and crying is a contagion. As long as there is a leader, the prisoner car will cry into a sea if he can't keep it. We can only hold on.
"To die is to save face and suffer sin! Bodhisattva. "No, no, who the could have foreseen things like a god to get to this point! Sometimes, there is nothing to be done. Everyone says that people can't help themselves floating in the rivers and lakes. We were really crying...... I don't actually know if they are crying or not, but I blame myself for my shallow eye sockets. I often watch TV series, I will cry quietly, and there are movies, such as "The Flower Girl", Xinhua Cinema cried. Fuck, it's embarrassing to say. I was always hooked in the prison car. No matter how you wipe it, salty tears flow to the corners of your mouth, lick the tip of your tongue, and taste salty. I've been in a trance for a long time. It's a bit of a trance! I suddenly felt that I didn't really hate my father so much. He's not that nasty. As for my mother, who also worked as a teacher, is estimated to be younger than Cheng Ming's mother, and she will also cry while counting. Although my mother said it was Kochi, the tone of the crying voice was the same as that of an old woman in the countryside outside the car window. Their crying is soaked in the blood, and it is about the common of the people.
Presumably my mother will be as melodious, high-pitched, or graceful as she sings, right? In fact, her hair has slowly turned gray, and since May Day, I was arrested by the police station and locked up, and for the past ten days, my mother will definitely wash her face with tears day and night. I had no idea if I would return home safely in three years. My mom is in terrible health, with various underlying diseases, diabetes and high blood pressure, and I was diagnosed with a heart attack many years ago, and I am worried, will I ever have a chance to see my mother again? Suddenly, the cheekbones on my cheeks were hot, and in the blink of an eye I felt strangely cold. My eyes blinked continuously, shining with gold and surging little cross flowers. I know that it's not that all the young men in the prisoner car are soft-hearted and can't get up, but the tears just don't listen to the call, and they can't stop trying hard! Bitter tears ran down my cheeks silently and slowly into my mouth. I stuck out the tip of my tongue and licked it desperately, mixing my saliva and swallowing it in my stomach without hesitation. The sun broke through the clouds at this moment, as if it had grown countless legs, and the sun fell all over the small streets.
Thankfully, it seems that Cheng Ming's body is completely fine, which is happier than God rewarding the sunshine.
The prison guard in the city slowly bent down, put his mouth close to Cheng Ming's ear, and said softly: "Cheng Ming, it's not time." We have to get there today! "We can't actually hear the cadres talking, probably from the lips of our classmates who think they are smart. After he got in the car, his voice changed a lot, strange, gentle and kind, with a glutinous nature. This is what we usually call affinity. "I understand." Cheng Ming said in a low voice, even a little shy. He got up from the ground and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand: "Mom, I'm leaving." Mom, take care! "We witnessed the old woman suddenly become extraordinarily strong. She reached out and grabbed her son's sleeve and straightened up. Cheng Ming raised his mother's arms, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and slowly raised his chin vigorously, opened his mouth and said to his son, "My son, you are so born." My son, Mommy is waiting for you to come back! Good son, you don't need to worry about your mother's future life, in my life, I have never asked for great wealth and wealth, I just hope that the whole family is safe. Mom, I just want you to come home safely! From tomorrow onwards, I will be a vegetarian and make a wish to the Bodhisattva that I will never kill for the rest of my life, and that I will atone for your son. My son, my mother will also go to Songkame Temple every month to make incense and pray for the Bodhisattva to bless you. My son, the town of Mabu River is not far away, and my mother visited it when she was young. You can go over the mountain and walk the dog road. After crossing the river, I still remember the road. Mom will also ask your aunt to accompany me, I will visit you when I have time, and live anywhere. ”
In the prisoner car, we felt that Cheng Ming was really happy in an instant. Everyone did share the family affection he had gained. When the siren sounded, the fellows who rushed to the scene in front of them had numb expressions on their faces, stiff movements, and slowly moved out of the way, making a blank road that stretched out of the gray and white dirt road.
As a result, everyone forgot about it at that time, and they paid the money but didn't get the chicken cakes and cookies, as if they forgot to be hungry.
"I'm sorry!" Cheng Ming said that he wrote a letter and asked his mother to bring it one day, and he would return it to everyone. "No, no, no." We gossiped and said, "I don't blame you, I won't starve to death anyway." "Later, I couldn't find a store that sold food.
Two years later, however, my mother's condition worsened and she died in March. My eye sockets suddenly became a little hot, and I quickly turned my face to look blankly at a towering camphor tree with lush foliage across the street. I raised my arm and rubbed my eyes with my index finger, not wanting Cheng Ming to find out that I was crying. After another six or seven days, I was ordered to go to the field department to get the bag for the captain, which was barely out of tolerance, and went to the hospital to see the process. That's the last time I saw him. This guy is in very poor physical condition, and the wound is too infected. The flesh was rotten, and even small bits of bone were exposed. "It's possible that it's sepsis." He said. Cheng Ming told me pessimistically with tears in his eyes that the doctor was afraid that there was nothing he could do, "He did his best!" ”
"Why don't you send it to a big hospital?" I asked Cheng Ming.
"I want to send it. Bad luck, the Hongyan Cliff landslide, the road was broken for half a month. When the daylilies are dug out, the daylilies are cold. ”
Cheng Ming pointed out to me, and there were even white maggots crawling out all the time. But now there are fewer maggots and no pain. For some reason, large doses of antibiotics seemed to make him almost ineffective. What the hell is going on? He was having a fever. When I returned to the brigade, I asked Zhong Zheng, and he said with a sad face that if the sepsis could not be sent to the big hospital, Cheng Ming might really be finished. The labor camp sent people to work overtime to rush for passage, and various brigades sent labor support one after another, but the amount of work was huge, and there was really no way to do it. Once he could carry it, he seemed to be ready to carry Cheng Ming out of the mountain, but he was worried that he would die halfway. I was scared and worried. Walking back to Longkou, I felt uncertain. I'm afraid it's too late. The doctors were helpless. "It couldn't have been arranged by God." I dreamed many times that Cheng Ming's hometown was in the small iron bed of the brigade's material warehouse, and that he and his mother met in the crowd of onlookers. Maybe it's a fantasy picture in itself, in the style of Camille Corot's oil paintings. I recalled the year when I was escorted to the farm, we were at the Huayujing rescue site, Cheng Ming was struggling in the rotten cellar, and Shi Wei saved him.
"It's a fact." Before he died, Cheng Ming was still chattering.
Shi Wei, who had been a soldier, came up with a way to come up with a solution, he took the lead, was responsible for commanding everyone, and worked together to save Cheng Ming.
That is, that day, Cheng Ming picked up the Warring States Red Stone in the shallow water of the Sow Sea, of course, he did not dare to assert that it was the treasure of the town temple of Songgui Temple. When I was on duty, I even saw him walking in the big playground in a trance, and I was taken aback, I definitely saw the wrong person. I heard from the young cadre that on the morning of the third day I went to the hospital to see him, Cheng Ming began to talk nonsense, was drowsy, and suspected that he was in shock. He slowly became delirious. My heart pounded, and the next day there was no more news, and I thought that the farm should organize someone to carry him back to town immediately.
"I'm really afraid that he won't be able to drag it home." The cadre said.
Zhong Zheng suddenly had a nervous attack and ran to the brigade material warehouse to call me. He was crazy, so excited that he seemed to have actually picked up a golden yuan. Zhong Zheng wants to drag me to see it right away, I'm in a terrible mood, I don't know what to watch? When I went to his laboratory, I suddenly realized that it was a frozen fungus that had grown, but only one flower had grown. "Just one and you're a fart!" I angrily scolded him, "108,000 miles away from the goal." ”
"Oh, it's hard at the beginning," Zhong Zheng said, "and now I feel my character." If you have one, you will definitely grow two. Don't bet, believe it or not, I'll make it sooner or later. ”
"But I'm not angry at you, it's my business! Zhong Zheng, this is all you tossing around. You are clearly pretending to be excited, slapping a swollen face and becoming fat. Zhong Zheng, I'm afraid that you will regret half your life, maybe you will exchange a life, why are you worth jubilation! ”
I suddenly found that I hated Zhong Zheng very much, and always thought that the three classmates suffered unjustified disasters and had something to do with his pile of sawn noodles.
"Cheng Ming is really going to die? I'm afraid it's impossible. Zhong Zheng's eyes bulged behind the lenses of his glasses and asked me timidly.
"When did I say the word dead!" I shouted.
I really didn't want to see his cheeks stiffen, and the blue and white changed in an instant, turned around and walked away. He was on his feet behind me, muttering. "Zhong Zheng, you are the plague god, please, don't follow me!" I was furious. At noon the next day, the news of Cheng Ming's death came from the field department.
I sat on the stone steps at the door of the cadre's room, and after a long time, I couldn't stand up. His face turned blue on the spot, and he shivered like chaff all over his body. I recall that the accident lasted only a few hours, but it took one life, Luo Xiaosong was disabled for life, plus Nana, the earth dog, and I don't know how many puppies were killed. It was about noon when the fire started, and the smoke was so thick that I almost thought it was getting dark. After the deputy of the Gu Brigade sent the wounded away, many things happened in a row that were easy to be ignored by everyone, and I felt hungry and suddenly found that it was still dawn.
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