After returning to China, I got together with my mentor and friends, and my friend mentioned a person and said, "Just after the epidemic, a classmate went to your hometown to visit your mother. Did you know? ”
Then I remembered that two years ago, my mother told me on the phone that someone had brought a lot of things to visit her, saying that it was my classmate. But my mother couldn't remember people's names, and only said "her surname is Zhu, Zhu Yingtai's Zhu".
In my circle of classmates, there are two people surnamed Zhu, one in primary school and one in middle school, who have never told me about it. This time, my friend helped me solve the mystery. He said that he also happened to talk with this classmate who rarely returned to his hometown, and the other party casually said, "Cai's mother is in good health." ”
This classmate surnamed Zhu is my high school classmate, and I haven't seen him since I graduated, so I should have been in it for more than 30 years. It was only 3 years ago that I got in touch with each other through WeChat, and I occasionally chatted a few words, and I didn't talk much. I have the impression that I seem to have casually mentioned in WeChat that the entry and exit procedures are cumbersome due to the epidemic, and I have not returned to my hometown in Hunan for several years, and my mother, who is in her eighties, must have bent her back.
And this classmate Zhu has already started a family in Guangzhou. I searched for 800 kilometers from Guangzhou to Changsha, and 40 kilometers from Changsha to my hometown of Yiyang. 840 kilometers is really a long way.
There is also a high school classmate, when he returns to Ningxiang, Hunan Province from Beijing to accompany his elderly mother during the New Year's holidays, he will go to my hometown in Yiyang, chat with my mother for a while, and then take a group photo and send it to me, saying: "Let go of 10,000 hearts, Cai's mother is healthy." On one occasion, he came to the door with a large box of eggs, and to this day my mother still talks about the eggs, "I couldn't eat them at all, so I finally asked my neighbors to help me eat them." ”
Another time, when he was passing by my hometown on an errand, he hurriedly took a picture of a large stone engraved with "Jinpenqiao Village" on the side of the road at the entrance of the village and sent it to me. He said, "It's too late to go into the mountains to visit your mother, so let's borrow this stone to help you quench your homesickness." He understands me.
There is a small school who works in Yiyang City, and he has been in the same class as me for two years in primary school. One day, I received a photo from her, and she happily told me: "The artemisia next to your old house grows fat and tender!" "I know she's visiting my mother again.
During these years in Australia and when I lived in Shenzhen more than 20 years ago, as long as I did not return to my hometown in Hunan during the Spring Festival, some classmates would visit my parents. I had a close friend of my classmates who went to visit my parents alone before marriage, and took his wife and children with him after marriage—his wife was also a classmate of mine.
My mother has always been proud of this. When my father was still alive, he was always very happy, and he had so many friends and classmates with whom I had a deep friendship.
When I took my youngest daughter to Yiyang City to reunite with my classmates in junior high school, I almost called out the wrong name of a classmate. 40 years have passed quietly, and these classmates, who have only studied in junior high school for two or three years together, are indeed a long time ago.
During the dinner, when talking about the friendship between classmates, a girl surnamed Guo said that she once went to "Radish" to do an urgent matter. The original words are roughly as follows:
Radish led me into the office, took the information in my hand, and said, old classmate, don't worry, you sit down and rest first. As long as the affairs of my classmates do not exceed the scope of my duties, I will never delay helping them. Then, three times five divided by two helped Guo solve the problem. In my memory, this classmate Luo transferred to the junior high school we studied halfway through, and then transferred away halfway. However, even if you only study with your classmates for one day, you will always be classmates in this life.
I was reminded of an incident that happened in 2006 on the eve of coming to Australia from Shenzhen. At that time, I was about to apply for a passport, but I lost my ID card, so I had to go back to my hometown in Hunan to get it replaced. However, due to the institutional reform, the place where I was on leave without pay before I went to Shenzhen no longer exists, and my file has been transferred to the county talent center. I was also a classmate, and after consulting the relevant policies and regulations, I didn't say a word, so I rushed left and right to help me apply for an ID card and passport urgently.
A literary friend from the army once lamented to me: Sometimes it is really difficult to do something, but if there is something burning between comrades-in-arms, as long as they do not cross the line, they will definitely help to do it as if it were their own business. I told him that there is also a kind of "classmate love", which is not bad compared to his "comradeship".
It took me four years to go home, and several friends in Changsha repeatedly called me to come over and have a good time.
Knowing that I live in the countryside of Yiyang, a girl immediately began to help me book a hotel. She told the truth: they are all busy, and they all have their own circles after work, and the contact between classmates is getting less and less, and everyone is taking this opportunity to get together.
My classmates are all half a hundred years old. After stepping out of school, work, live, start a family, have children...... Walking non-stop in the world, walking and walking, some people are unconsciously separated. Think about the youth when you study with your classmates, your eyes are full of the purple and red outside the window, and you can taste the joys and sorrows of the world more or less after you go to society. Some students are still riding horses and whips, and have the ambition to ride the dragon and the moon; Some look back and look down, and always walk alone...... No matter how good the classmates and friends are, when they meet again as adults, they will inevitably change their tastes due to the change of time, the pursuit of different pursuits and alienation from each other, and even the fact that they have never said goodbye is already the opposite thing, in fact, this is also a normal thing.
When I came back this time, I went to visit an old man. Her son was one of my classmates.
After talking to the old man for a while, she sighed that her son was anxious and straight-talking, and he had been estranged from many friends in recent years, and some of them had simply "blacked" each other. The old man said that among those people were teachers and classmates that her son used to know very well.
I comforted her: Don't worry, between teachers, students, and classmates, one day they will talk face-to-face, and the clouds will soon disperse, and they will be like brothers again.
She nodded and answered, "Exactly." A few of them were blocked a few days ago, and this is back, close to it. ”
The wine is old, and the friends are old.
Source: Half Moon Talk