Time: 2009-4-12:01:10 Words: 3027
The First Night in the Brick Kiln
Just like that, Zhiyuan left the campus, leaving the sacred world where parents had placed their infinite hopes. It was the sky where parents could let their children fly freely, the vast world where children could enrich their empty bodies. After the roar of the sky and earth, everything turned into a silent and desolate prairie. The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the dark clouds that had yet to disperse strangely shrouded the courtyard that was aloof from the world. They prayed and hoped that the broken walls would no longer be able to withstand the invasion of the wind and rain. Looking out and groping, Zhiyuan looked up at the dark heaven in a collapsed corner. The thick clouds were airtight. The wind that blew slowly and heartlessly bypassed the obstruction of Yunshan and fled far away, ignoring the sadness in Zhiyuan's eyes. The place where the sun refused to care was desolate. Zhiyuan stood firm and looked up. His deep eyes stared at the sun that would eventually appear in the distance.
After lunch, Zhiyuan felt sleepy. His cousin was playing chess with the chef in the kitchen next door. Zhiyuan felt very bored. He didn't think he could work this afternoon. The two roommates who had just moved in were already asleep and snoring to their hearts 'content. How are we going to sleep in the same room as them? Why is everyone snoring?" Thinking of this, Zhiyuan's sleepiness was mostly gone. Zhiyuan was about to go to bed when he heard someone shouting something outside. Zhiyuan hurriedly walked out. His cousin happened to walk out of the door and said to him," I was just about to call you. You have to start work today. You have to work at one o'clock every afternoon. Do you still want to change your clothes?" In the future, when it's time, go to work. Got it, Fifth Brother is gathering everyone.”"Got it. You don't have to change your clothes. They're not good clothes. They're much better than other people's work clothes.”As Zhiyuan spoke, he looked down at his clothes and felt ashamed. Over the past two years, apart from paying the travel expenses for a few trips, Zhiyuan did not earn much money intermittently. He didn't have any decent clothes to wear either. He didn't bring a denim suit with him when he came to the coal city. It was his favorite outfit he had bought with the money he earned from making crafts. When he was studying in the county town, Zhiyuan's eyes were fixed on the denim suits worn by his classmates in the city. It was light blue coarse cotton with two copper buttons on the chest pocket. Zhiyuan often fantasized about how handsome he would look when he wore it. This time, Zhiyuan carefully folded it and placed it in the big wooden cabinet where his mother was going to marry him. Now was not the time to wear jeans. Before Zhiyuan came, his mother asked Zhiyuan to wear it for spring and autumn. Zhiyuan told his mother that it was not necessary and that he could buy it there if he earned more money.
Zhiyuan was afraid to face reality, but he hoped that today would pass quickly. Zhiyuan thought that tomorrow might bring him good luck. He comforted himself in his heart and prayed in front of the god tablet in his hometown. Zhiyuan and his mother knelt in front of the god tablet in the picture painting. His mother prayed to God in fear and trepidation, hoping that God would bless Zhiyuan who was away from home and offer rich offerings in the coming year. If he didn't go through today, how could tomorrow come to him? Time wouldn't turn into a long curve to bypass the day he didn't want to face because of his own escape. Zhiyuan thought about it in his heart. The determination in her heart would always bounce out of her beating heart at the extreme of collapse. A clear scene appeared in front of his eyes. The figures of his parents working hard in the fields once again appeared under the west sun. Zhiyuan seemed to see countless parents carefully caring for each seedling under the scorching sun in the midsummer. It was the hope of their parents for autumn, and also the hope of caring for the future. Sweat watered their and Zhiyuan's tomorrow.
Zhiyuan followed behind his cousin. His fifth brother arranged a mission for his cousin this afternoon. His cousin said to Zhiyuan,"Today, we will go to level the road. I will bring you along first. In the future, when we officially start work, we will not work together. We don't know what will be arranged for you to do now. No matter what you do, you have to do it well.”Zhiyuan said," I will. Don't worry. I can contribute and I can suffer. I will work here honestly and won't let you down." Zhiyuan thought to himself," Second Uncle and the others are probably afraid that I won't work hard and have my cousin educate me. Besides, if I work in the coal mine in the future, I'll have to rely on Second Uncle's family. From now on, Second Uncle will have to worry about one more person. My household register is in their household register. I have to pass the test this time. If I cause trouble for Second Uncle again, it'll be over if he doesn't register me in the mine."”The soil here was sticky yellow soil, which was also the best raw material for making red bricks. Therefore, there were several tall chimneys around. Zhiyuan heard from his cousin that those were chimneys of brick kilns because the soil here was suitable and there would be a great demand for red bricks in the future. The yellow mud was filled with tracks and ruts that were crisscrossed by the human-powered vehicles. Zhiyuan's feet hurt when he walked on it. The yellow soil was not as soft as his hometown. When Zhiyuan came from his hometown, he only wore a pair of cloth shoes made by his mother. The soles were hard to begin with. Before he reached the brick machine at the back, Zhiyuan felt that his fate was as bumpy as the ground here. When they arrived at the shed next to the brick machine, his cousin took two shovels and a pickaxe and placed them on a cart. The shovels and pickaxes were rusted, but the rust still could not hide their shining edge from yesterday. It was obvious that no one had used them for a while. They needed to be honed with strength to return to their original bright colors.
Zhiyuan followed his cousin to the work area that his fifth brother mentioned. A road started from the mortar and went up the slope along the yellow soil pile. It went down to the top of the slope and was more than 100 meters away. In the distance was a huge pit. They called this place a mud pond. There was a pool of clear water in the pit. The wind blew and the ripples sparkled. It flashed the message that spring was coming and conveyed the call of spring. The edge of the pond was vertical and steep, as if it had been cut by a knife and axe. Above it was a wasteland. The pond was dug out from the wasteland, and it was not dug out in a year. The soil slope was formed by pushing the soil from the bottom of the pit. In fact, the soil slope and the wasteland were parallel, but the existence of the soil pond set off the greatness of the soil mound. It was hard work, but it was not suitable to call it work. Zhiyuan had been to a few places in the past two years. Other than doing physical labor, there was nothing else to explain the work that humans gave to the frontline workers. This road was a road that was used to pull soil out of the mud pond. The road was covered with pits and ditches that were crushed by the tractor. The yellow mud that was heavily squeezed out stood on both sides of the ruts. It had become dry and hard. They were going to repair the road today. Zhiyuan's delicate hands gripped the pickaxe handle that was thicker than his neck and dug hard at the protruding place on the road. Due to his limited strength, the yellow soil was hard and sticky, and the porcelain that was crushed by the car was hard. His cousin picked up the shovel and followed Zhiyuan. In less than ten minutes, Zhiyuan was panting. His cousin waved the shovel in his hand easily and flattened the soil that Zhiyuan had dug. When his cousin saw Zhiyuan slow down, he walked forward and said to Zhiyuan,"Take a rest. Your body is not strong enough. You can do it, but you can't do physical work continuously.”Zhiyuan didn't refuse and threw down the pickaxe in his hand. He sat on the mound and looked at the workers working in groups of two or three not far away. They were talking and laughing. The lack of words between him and his cousin seemed tense and depressing. Perhaps Zhiyuan and his cousin had nothing to say. His cousin was more introverted, and his serious expression showed his coldness. His cousin rarely joked with others. Zhiyuan looked at two girls in plain clothes nearby who were cleaning the bricks beside the brick machine. Zhiyuan remembered that a strong man was working here in the morning. There had been no rain for a long time. The ground here had cracked into pieces because of the accumulation of water in the past. The dried bricks had stuck to the ground. They were shoveling them into the trolley with great effort. They were about the same age as him. Perhaps they had the same experience. The thought of schadenfreude flashed across Zhiyuan's mind, and he felt a little relieved. Zhiyuan saw that they were so young that they should not have gone to high school, but he did not finish the second year of junior high school. It seemed that they were only sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Jun Mei and himself. The same age, different experiences, and an unknown future tightly bound the confusion of youth, restrained Zhiyuan's youthful vitality, and so-called lofty aspirations. The future was getting closer and closer, and there was no news of hope in the distant future. Zhiyuan had no time to care about yesterday's gains and losses. Tomorrow was different, and tomorrow was the same as waking up. Zhiyuan did not accept that he was redundant in this world. He might be too young. The understanding of ideals and the future needed to be gradually accumulated in the tempering of life. For his shallow academic qualifications, it increased the difficulty of realizing his dreams. Perhaps Zhiyuan had to pay more for the same end, and the unknown future was destined to take more detours.
He recalled his wandering thoughts and found that his cousin was already more than ten meters away behind him. His cousin was doing his best to finish today's task before dark. He had to level the uphill road today and continue leveling the downhill road tomorrow. His cousin didn't care what Zhiyuan was doing. He knew that Zhiyuan wasn't slacking off. It was just that Zhiyuan's thin body couldn't bear the pure physical exertion.
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