I didn't expect that the admission notice was posted on the blackboard in front of the copper mine auditorium. It was only 200 meters away from the small courtyard of the mining department to the auditorium, but I didn't go there these days. I didn't expect that the auditorium had become a middle school as soon as the copper mine was dismounted. I called my brother and ran to the auditorium to look at the admission notice. On a piece of red paper, the names of the officially admitted and reserve students were neatly written with a brush. The names of many students in the class were on the official admission list. Class monitor Qun, vice class monitor Xing, Yifan and Swan, Zhihe and my brother, oh, and the names of Marshal and those brothers. Among the forty people officially admitted, there were twenty-two students in our class, accounting for more than half. My name really wasn't on the official admission list. It was on the list of reserve students at the bottom of the red paper. There were ten reserve students in total, and the third name was me. The first two names weren't from our primary school.
After looking at the admission list, my brother didn't show a happy expression in front of me. He was afraid of hurting my self-esteem. I was very glad that my name was on the reserve list, because I had previously estimated that I wouldn't be able to get into middle school. Now that I was ranked third, I felt that I had a chance of being admitted after school started. However, I later heard from some children who were already in middle school that generally, one could get into the top five in the reserve list. If someone went to the network, The third place was also very dangerous. Hearing this, I was really shocked. Only then did I feel that it was still unknown whether I could enter high school or not, and I began to worry again.
My parents weren't anxious about whether I could attend middle school. They didn't expect their children to study to bring glory to their ancestors. They just hoped that they wouldn't be "blind"(illiterate) like their father. As for attending middle school, in their opinion, if they could attend, they would. If they couldn't, they would find a job to help the family. However, I really want to be like the other children and continue to go to middle school. I looked forward to the early start of school, so that I could know if I could go to middle school, but I was afraid of the start of school, because what would I do if I really couldn't go to middle school? Where did he find a job at the age of thirteen? If the copper mine didn't get off the horse, he might have found a temporary worker in the mine. Now that his father had nothing to do, would he still need a temporary worker? Could it be that he had to chop wood every day or sell popsicles? He really didn't dare to think about these results.
I began to care about the middle school. I went to the auditorium every day and saw that the new family dormitories that had been stopped at the copper mine were being rebuilt. After the middle school took over, these unfinished rows of family dormitories were to be converted into student classrooms. The construction team was removing the roofs that had been built and re-building the walls according to the requirements of the classrooms. The Copper Mine (1958) had been opened for five years and had already expanded its territory to several square kilometers. It had carried out many basic construction projects and made plans for further development. These were very practical for the secondary school that took over. Many basic construction arrangements could be based on the ideas of the Copper Mine's planning, so that the newly organized secondary school quickly formed a complete secondary school framework.
Now, I know how much I love the copper mine that once provided my family with a chance to survive. Over the years, I have long been accustomed to the rumbling of the copper mine, the transport vehicles of the copper mine passing by the school gate, the happy laughter of the young men and women in the copper mine, and the reading room filled with comic books. In the past few years, it was the light of the copper mine that illuminated the night sky of the Zhoutian area. It was the sound of the copper mine's cannons that brought the noise of industrial civilization to the wilderness. If we hadn't dismounted in such a hurry, in another two or three years, we brothers might have become members of this mine. We could continue to live and grow in this industrial civilization. However, all these hopes no longer exist, they have all turned into bubbles and shattered. Sigh, I really feel sorry for the copper mine and feel sad that I no longer have a share in this land.
Perhaps this territory didn't belong to the copper mine in the first place, or perhaps there was already an " owner " here. It was just that the copper mine had forcibly occupied the mountain of the original " owner ". Not long after the explosions in the copper mine stopped, there would be a " Oh..." sound coming from the top of the mountain near the mining site every midnight. Oh…" The roar of the tiger gradually faded away until it could no longer be heard. In the first few days, it was just a monotonous roar from one tiger. Then, it became a heavy roar from many tigers. Sometimes, the roar was in front of the mountain, sometimes behind the mountain, sometimes far away, sometimes near. People didn't know where the tiger was. The roar wasn't only heard by the people in the copper mine, but also by the people in the entire Zhoutian area. This roar made everyone in the Zhoutian area feel their scalps go numb, their hearts tremble, and they couldn't sleep at night. At night, standing at the door of his house, he looked in the direction of the mineral processing plant. There were no lights there all night long, and the sound of machines in the night sky was no longer heard. The mountain had returned to its dead silence. The dark mountain was like a ghost lying there. People no longer went out easily at night.
There was a platoon of guards stationed at the copper mine, equipped with enough guns and ammunition to protect the equipment and materials that had not been transported away from the ore processing plant and mining site. A patrol team consisting of three people patrolled along the small railway from the ore processing plant to the mining site several times a night. When they first heard the tiger's roar, they were afraid to go out on patrol. The patrol was like facing a great enemy. Everyone carried a submachine gun with a magazine of 30 bullets. However, after more than ten days, they only heard the tiger's roar on the mountain and did not really encounter the tiger. When they patrolled, they did not take the tiger's roar seriously. At ten o'clock in the evening, the three of them carried their guns and laughed casually again. They walked along the small railway towards the deep mountains. There was a crescent moon in the sky, and it was not dark under their feet. No one turned on their flashlights. After turning a corner, they were still laughing loudly. Suddenly, one of them looked up and saw four flashlights pointing at them a few meters ahead. He shouted,"What are you doing?”，The other two men looked up and saw two tigers crouching in front of them. They panicked for a moment. Their guns were still on their backs, and they were so nervous that they did not know how to move their hands. They turned their guns around and swept them with their eyes closed. When the three of them had emptied their magazines, they opened their eyes again and saw that even the tigers were gone. However, the hands of the three men holding their guns were still shaking. They did not dare to move forward. They had run out of bullets. If the tiger was waiting in front of them, they would be dead. Therefore, the three of them bent back and returned to the guard room of the ore processing plant. It was no wonder that none of the three men were soldiers. They were all university students who had been assigned to the mine not long ago. When the guard platoon leader heard the gunshots and rushed up the mountain, he saw their sorry state and gave the three guys a good beating.(That's good too. If the old platoon leader was there, Tiger would be dead. He's an old soldier.)
There was not much to do in the copper mine. Zhi's father would walk from the small courtyard of the mining department to the new building of the mining department every night to play poker with others. Every night, they would play until late at night. After the copper mine dismounted, the high-power generator would stop generating electricity. The small generator would be used to maintain the lighting, but it would stop generating electricity at ten o'clock at night. Once the small generator stopped, the place would be dark and dark, making it even more eerie.
That night, the fight continued until midnight. Zhi's father had to pee, so he went out to relieve himself. His little black dog followed behind him. There was an empty field in front of the new building. After the field, there were weeds. Zhi's father walked to the weeds to pee, but he heard the dog making a squeaking sound behind him. It went straight down his legs. He heard the dog's sound was very strange, so he glanced around. It was not a big deal. He saw a big black shadow squatting in the grass diagonally in front of him. His whole body tensed up and he stopped peeing. He turned around and ran towards the door. In his panic, he ran straight into an empty house. As soon as he turned around to block the door, the big black shadow had already rushed to the door. There were some messy and useless things piled up in the room. Zhi's father blocked the door while feeling for an iron pipe. He propped it on the door and shouted to the room next door,"The tiger is coming, close the door quickly." He didn't close the door when he came out just now. The people inside were playing noisily. Suddenly, he heard the tiger coming. For some reason, he was about to poke his head out of the door. A large black shadow's front paw was already on the door frame. The person inside was so scared that he quickly retracted his head and held the door tightly. The tiger didn't continue to pounce on the door. He only heard the puppy, who hadn't had time to enter the door, scream and then there was no more movement. After a long time, Zhi's father saw that there was no movement. He guessed that the tiger had left, so he opened the door and returned to the poker room. He called a few people to go home with him to get the pistol. Then, he circled around the building and searched. He did not see the shadow of the tiger, and even the puppy was gone. The next day, he checked carefully. There was no blood left by the puppy on the empty ground in front of the building. A few months later, the tiger's roar disappeared, and the copper mine, no, the Zhou Tian area, returned to peace.
Before school started, I received the admission notice and was accepted into Class Two. All the reserve students were in this class. Even those students who didn't even have a reserve list in the primary school class were almost all in Class Two. It turned out that Class One was under the jurisdiction of the Education Bureau, while Class Two was added by the farm itself and was not under the jurisdiction of the Education Bureau. I quite like Class 2 because most of the students in this class are children of poor farming families. In this class, my grades are considered good, and I'm considered smart.
However, just as I got to know the students from the various primary schools in this class, things changed again. This was the third morning of school. Just as the bell rang for the first class, I saw the class master of Class One walk into the classroom accompanied by the class teacher of Class Two. He announced," Those whose names have been called, report to Class One." Then, the first person to call my name was me. I was a little unwilling, but also a little happy. It turned out that I was also a student in the Education Bureau. However, the thought of being in the same class as those strong students made me feel afraid.
Less than a month after my brother and I entered middle school, my father received a notice that our family was being transferred to a small town in the northernmost part of the province. The town was on the Yangtze River, and the north bank of the river was the territory of Anhui Province. Old Xie and his family from Hunan were also assigned to this county. Old Xie was also a blacksmith. Like my family, he had many children. Old Xie was not assigned to a small town by the river. Instead, the local county commercial bureau arranged for his family to enter a cotton ginning factory in a town in the mountains. This kind of distribution is completely beyond our expectations. The cotton ginning factory that Father and Old Xie are going to has nothing to do with the smelting system. It belongs to the cotton processing factory run by the Commerce Bureau in the cotton production area. Our family is about to move away from Zhou Tian.
On this day, I heard father and mother whispering in the room. After hearing that, I knew that father and Old Xie had already removed the Xiaolong tungsten mine from their list. However, after knowing the heavy burden of our children, Xiaolong tungsten mine refused to take us in. The mine could only be reported to the Ministry of Metals. I don't know how the Ministry of Metals pushed our two families to the Commerce Bureau. The Commerce Bureau then moved our two families to a small town in the northernmost county. After hearing what his father had said, a sense of humiliation rushed to his head again. It turned out that our family had not changed their trash-like situation. They had been casually thrown away.
I was deeply distressed by my father's humbleness and the misfortune that his humbleness had caused to my family. There was once a great man (whose name was recorded at the back of a book, but I couldn't find this book) who said that he was "so afraid of being prominent, but so fond of being humble." I couldn't agree with the latter half of his sentence. I was not yet prominent, so I had no right to say that I was afraid. However, I trembled in pain in being humble all day long.
What could he do to change this lowly fate? An almost rebellious thought appeared in his mind." Leave father, leave home. Don't tie your fate to father's lowly body." Now was the chance. Stay and not move to the northernmost town with his family. Whether he lives or dies in the future, whether it's good or bad, it's all up to his fate!
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