Uncle Wang and the "Bear Children"
Sentence / Zhuo
There is a huge poplar forest at the northern foot of Maoling Mountain, I spent my childhood and adolescence in the army family courtyard is hidden in this wood, the past of the age of seven or eight years old dogs are blurred, but the memory of the teenagers who is called "bear child" is very clear, the most called "bear child" is Uncle Wang, who manages the barracks and camps, he is five big and three thick, full of stubble, every time he climbs the wall of the house, plays a slingshot, knocks on the glass window, and does something that the adults are not happy about, he is always wary of him, Every now and then he would rush out of some place or corner that we didn't care about, shouting:
"You bear kids", like a big bear, raised his big hand and pounced on us, we screamed in horror and ran around, imagining the tragic image of twisting our ears and kicking our butts when we were caught by him.
But he almost never succeeded in catching anyone, and at that time we concluded that the reason why he couldn't catch us was that he exposed himself too early, and shouted before he was within the range of the attack, which was one thing, and the second was that he was too fat to outrun us, and the second was that every time he failed to determine the target in advance, and when we scattered and escaped, he often lost the opportunity to catch one or the other, and he didn't know which one to catch.
After the analysis, we were a lot more relieved, but every time he suddenly appeared, we still had palpitations, not worried about being caught by him, but really afraid of being startled by him.
Originally, when we did something "bad", we were worried about it, and the psychological pressure caused by him greatly hindered the success of our "work" every time. Many times, the "thing" has not been brewed, or it has been brewed, and it has not yet entered the implementation stage, and when we think of him, we give up.
So many years later, he transferred to my uncle's workplace, and when I went to my uncle's house, he still suddenly appeared in front of me in a place I didn't expect, and when he called my name affectionately and walked towards me, I subconsciously wanted to turn around and run.
I couldn't help but laugh after greeting each other, and he asked me what I was laughing at? I replied, "When I saw you just now, I almost turned around and ran, but I was relieved to see that you were not wearing a military uniform." He looked up at me, who was much taller than him, and said casually: "Bear child!" ”
We stood on the side of the road and talked for a long time, and by talking to him, I realized that he knew us better than we did.
He said: "When you are alone, you usually don't do anything, but when several children get together, it is not necessarily, and the more people there are, the more likely you are to do something, so it is better to scare you away and blow you apart." ”
I thought about it, it's really like this, almost no child is single to poke the hornet's nest, no one has the guts, but anyone who provokes the hornet, it is all for the sake of "showing ability" and has to be stabbed, no one instigates, no one watches, no one admires, who will risk "stupidity" to sting a bag?
When you are single, no one will use a slingshot to hit street lamps and lampshades, not for "show ability" to see who has a slingshot, no matter how stupid a child is, he will not push the fence himself, and a person cannot push down the stone wall. Most of them will knock down the fence when there are many people and people are ventilated so that they do not detour to the gate when traveling, or knock out the glass slag on the fence to help them climb over the wall.
There are often hornets nesting on the high glass window frames of the auditorium, stabbing with a pole, and it is easy to be stung if you can't reach them, a group of children get together, and when you discuss, there will be people who are willing to "do it", and have the courage to take the risk of breaking the glass, standing far away, loading the slingshot with stones, pulling it full, as soon as you let go of your hand, you can turn around and run, the hornet can't sting, and you don't have to take care of the sparse noise of the glass behind you. It's Uncle Ding, who has worked hard to maintain the barracks, and when the boss is old, he has to erect a ladder and climb up to install glass.
It is not only the older children who can be destructive, but also the abilities of the little ones, and I have been led by younger children to see the "bunkers" they built on the roof of telegraph cars.
There was a tall telegraph car in the large garage next to the service cooperative, and I followed their guidance to climb the ladder hanging outside the car to the roof of the car, and I could touch the high roof and see the ground that made my legs tremble down, and when my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw that on the roof of the car four or five square meters there was a half-man-high "bunker" built with bricks from a nearby construction site, and even a shooting hole, and it was also paved with wheat straw, and several children sat on the wheat straw and ate melon seeds.
I'm really scared by their abilities, what a lot of courage and strength is this? During the day, they can't go to the construction site to steal bricks, and at night, they have to avoid the bright lights and people of the service cooperative, and enter the garage with bricks in their hands, how did they complete such a big project?
The construction site is far away from the telegraph car, and I hugged the bricks, and I couldn't get my clothes dirty and go home to be beaten, and I moved the bricks to the roof of the car in the dark, and I couldn't get myself injured.
What tenacious and persevering children! Overcome all odds, but also achieve the goal. If you want to be a soldier, it must be good material, and whatever task you are given, they will complete it for you.
Ask them what they're doing with such a thing? Just two words:
"Play!"
"Play? Climb up here and play? ”
This thing, built on the roof of the car, who is it protected against? Looking out of the eye of the gun is the girder of the garage, I can't even see the sky, I stand up and meet my head, I fall down and die, this thing, accidentally knocked down: smash the car upside down, smash people inward, and work hard to get such a thing, this is play? It's purely full of food and support, and there is nothing to do! What fool came up with this idea?
I wanted to show off to me and get my appreciation, but I was ridiculed and ridiculed by me, and they all drooped their heads, like a defeated little rooster.
I returned to the ground trembling, let out a sigh of relief, and hurried out of the garage, lest they might accidentally get a brick and shoot me there, and before leaving, I did not forget to scare them, I looked up and shouted:
"You wait, one day the brick falls and hits the PLA uncle, if you are all arrested in prison, if you smash the car, your parents will also be arrested."
Listen to the roof again: mutual complaining began, and they are still arguing when they go far away! These silly boys wanted to surprise me, but I didn't expect to be stunned by a fright from my return! The little pride that these guys had just risen up was completely wiped out by me!
In the military, recruits always look up to veterans. In the compound, the little ones are forever suppressed by the big ones. This is not education, it is natural, also called "inheritance"!
Several times when I talked to my uncles who were training in the car, I saw how smug they were, and I thought: If you knew that there were hundreds of bricks on top of your heads, would you still be like this?
They never dreamed that they were hammering the electric keys against a dangerous "bunker", which was hundreds of bricks! It was built by a group of ten-year-old children in the dark, and it was a single brick stack. The uncles move more in the car, or move harder, and the body of the car shakes, hey, it's a big deal!
The army also took great pains to treat the children in the family yards, and during the holidays they would organize study classes and send cadres to manage them, with the original intention of bringing the children together so that no accidents would occur. But none of them lasted a week.
On the first day, the older children and children basically arrived, all of them were ordered by their parents to come, the second day, the older boys basically did not come, and on the third day, there were almost no boys in the study class, and then, the younger girls ran away, and then, there were a few older girls knitting sweaters in it, braiding head ropes, lying on the table to sleep, and then, there were no children in the study class, leaving only the uncle who managed to squat at the door to smoke.
Once, feeling pity for my uncle, who was sitting at the door of the empty "study class," I walked over and said to him, "Do you want me to go find them?" "Forget it, go play!" He said. In fact, he also knows that when I say to find someone, as soon as I walk away, it will be "gold and silver will not meet", and I don't know what day it will be when we meet again.
I had just taken a few steps when he stopped me again and asked, "Why don't you want to stay here?" ”
"What's so good here? When I go to school, I sit every day, I am always supervised, I have to sit here during the holidays, I have to be managed by you, we have all heard the stories you tell, we listen to the truth you tell every day at home, and we still write our homework here every day during the holidays? When school is about to start, it will be written in a few nights. ”
A speech choked him and stopped talking.
I suddenly had a thought, and said to my uncle, who was silent, "Why don't you lead us to shoot," "That's not good, no, I don't even count if I say it."
I was disappointed and said, "Why don't you take us to the barracks?" "Neither way"
I was even more disappointed.
"Forget it, nothing, who's going to stay here? I'm leaving. "Hmm."
From that day on, I walked around the south gate of the Great Hall, and I was not relieved until the door of the "study class" was locked and my uncle, who was in charge of us, returned to the barracks.
Every year during the winter and summer vacations, study classes are held, and every year the study classes end within a week. During the study class, those who should cause trouble still cause trouble, and those who should fight still fight, and there is no less, but there is an uncle in the courtyard who looks at the door of the study class. Later, the unprecedented came, no school, no winter and summer vacations, the children had a holiday every day, and the study class disappeared.
"Bear children", the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, to deal with them, Uncle Wang is the most successful!
Photo of the author's military uniform