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Lin Biao

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The sun was already high up in the sky, but National Day was still sleeping soundly under the blanket. The mother knew that her son was tired these few days. Otherwise, he would have long gone to work in the fields. Otherwise, it was because of that letter that she slept late last night. Last night, when she passed by his window, she saw him sitting alone under the light and looking at something. Therefore, when she saw that he was still sleeping, she didn't wake him up. She thought to herself," Sigh! My child hasn't been happy these few days. Let him have a good rest and talk about it after he recovers.

At this moment, Guoqing's younger brother Jianshe entered the courtyard and hurriedly walked into the kitchen. He took a steamed bun from the steamed bun basket and turned around to leave. "You didn't go to the land either?" asked his mother.”

"How can I? Cheng Wa and I have finished planting the 5 mu of land at the mouth of Qianling. Now we are going to Dongpo. I will come back to get some seeds. Why isn't my brother up yet?"

"Keep your voice down. Don't wake him up. Don't you know that he's been unhappy these few days?”

"My brother is really too much. If they don't want it, then so be it. Why are you taking it out on them? If you can't become a soldier, do you really not want to live?" As he spoke, he walked out of the door.

After hearing Jianshe's words, her mother thought that Jianshe was right. Otherwise, she would wake up on National Day and give her child some peace of mind. She wouldn't dare to make her child sick because of this. As she thought about it, she pushed open the National Day kiln door and walked in.

Guo Qing lay under the blanket in his clothes and slept soundly. His mother gently pushed his shoulder and said with a smile,"Guo Wa, it's already midnight. Why aren't you getting up?”

But he sighed and muttered some nonsense.

His mother did not believe that he could sleep so soundly, so she said,"”He called out a few times, but he still did not agree. This time, his mother suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she patted his head. His forehead was like a piece of burning charcoal. She was shocked and shouted,"Good child, what's wrong with you? Why is he burning so badly? Sigh! You're too ambitious. In order to be a soldier, how could he do this to a child? Tsk tsk tsk."

Her mother was anxious. She mumbled as she climbed onto the kang, pulled open the drawer of the small kang table in front of the windowsill, found two "positive pain tablets", and prepared to let National Day drink them first. Pain relief tablets were a mother's panacea. As long as there was a headache or fever, she would drink one or two tablets. It was indeed effective. However, Guo Qing's fever was so high that he was muddle-headed. His mouth was tightly shut. She wanted to force him to drink, but she did not dare to. The day before yesterday, she heard from her third sister-in-law next door that her sister-in-law had fed her three-year-old granddaughter a small pill and accidentally poured it into her windpipe. Her granddaughter died on the spot. At the thought of this, she put back the two painkillers that she had pinched in her palm. Sigh! What should he do? It was so anxious! His second son, Jianshe, and daughter, Jianzhen, had both gone to work. Even if they went to the other village to ask for a doctor, there was no one. What should they do? At this moment, she had an idea and thought,"Since I graduated from school and returned home on National Day, I haven't gone to the cemetery to pay my respects to his grandfather yet!" When his grandfather was alive, he treated National Day as a precious treasure. National Day had been sleeping on his grandfather's kang since he was three years old. However, it had been more than half a month since he returned to the village on National Day, and he had yet to visit his grandfather's grave or burn incense. It must be that his grandfather had seen his strange behavior and came home to greet his grandson.

Her mother decided to give the national child a "Babazhu"(a superstitious ritual) first, which was her specialty. She scooped a bowl of cold water and placed it in front of Guo Xing's pillow. Then, she took three chopsticks and turned them around Guo Xing's body three times. Then, she pinched the three chopsticks into a pinch and stood in the bowl. She chanted,"His grandfather, don't blame Guo Wa. It's all our fault that we didn't go with him to see you in time. But the child is busy. He hasn't stopped for a day since he took the bus back from school! You're a magnanimous person, so don't ask him anymore. You must bless your grandson to be healthy and have everything go his way. He'll be able to achieve great things in the future and have great prospects!”As she chanted, she gently released her hands and saw the three chopsticks standing upright in the cold water bowl. Even though this was within her expectations, she was still very excited. She muttered,"Look, I knew it was his grandfather! Sigh! This old man is too paranoid."

His mother was talking alone. She put away the three chopsticks in the bowl and carried the bowl of cold water straight to the gate. She splashed the water on the alley outside the gate and then put the bowl on the earth kiln on the wall of the gate. She placed the three chopsticks neatly on the bottom of the bowl.

Just as she was about to turn around and go home, she suddenly heard the pleasant sound of a bicycle's windmill. She couldn't help but look back and immediately felt a lot more relaxed. It turned out that her father, Zhong Rencheng, had returned from the city. She smiled as a greeting. However, Zhong Rencheng's face was full of surprise. He pointed at the bowls and chopsticks in the kiln and asked,""Who did you give it to?"

"It's for the national child. Go and take a look. The national child is burning up. I'm afraid his grandfather is asking about him.”As he spoke, he walked back.

Zhong Rencheng was anxious when he heard his wife's words. He parked his bicycle in the yard and rushed to the cave where Guo Wa lived. The national child lay on his back, his face flushed red, his lips cracked, and his breathing rapid. Rencheng reached out and touched his forehead. He felt that it was very hot and immediately complained,"The child's fever is so bad. Why didn't you go to the doctor? You just love to believe that!"

"I had no choice! Our brigade's barefoot doctor, Guo Zhenshan's nephew, you dare to look for him? How could he know how to treat patients? He doesn't even know how to inject. He only knows how to buy medicine and fake medicine. The last time he gave Xin Niu his milk an injection, it even caused the needle to become inflamed. Xin Niu invited a doctor from another village and gave her an injection and medicine. He even made her lie on the brick bed for half a month. Not only did she suffer, but she also spent dozens of yuan for nothing. How dare I let him show the child?”

Zhong Rencheng didn't say anything else. He pushed the bicycle and left.

After a pack of cigarettes, Rencheng came back. Behind him was Li Maoshang from Shenlonggou Village Health Station. Li Maoshang was a barefoot doctor in the Shenlong Valley Brigade. He was Zhong Rencheng's classmate. Using Chinese medicine to treat patients was passed down in his family. Two years ago, he participated in the barefoot doctor training in the county hospital for half a year. Now, he combined Chinese and Western medicine to treat the villagers. It was like adding wings to a tiger. The villagers respected him as a god. Not only did he treat the villagers, but there were also people from neighboring villages who could not resist the disease. People often came to invite him, so he was so busy that he could not even touch the ground.

Early in the morning, Li Maoshang was busy in his health station. Suddenly, he saw his old classmate sweating and rushing over. He knew that he had something urgent to do and quickly pressed him down. After listening to Rencheng's narration, he nodded and said,""From what you said, the child might have a bad cold!”As she spoke, she hurriedly filled the consultation box with medicine, needles, and infusion sets.

At this moment, a young woman who was holding a child who was receiving an infusion on a hospital bed saw that he was about to leave and immediately asked him,"Doctor Li, my child?"

"It's okay. Yaqin, take care of this bottle of liquid and finish it. Then, take the medicine I gave you and go back to take it. I guarantee that you won't have diarrhea, vomiting, or fever before dark.”Then, he told his daughter Yaqin to take care of the other patients in the room who were receiving infusion fluids. Then, he got on his bicycle and followed Zhong Rencheng to Green Pine Ridge.

Divine Dragon Valley was only five miles away from Green Pine Ridge. After leaving the village, they would arrive at the next slope. Li Maoshang entered Zhong Guoqing's cave and put down the medicine box. He touched Guoqing's forehead first, then opened his eyelids and shone a small flashlight at his eyes. Then, he took out a triangular needle from the medicine box and stabbed it into Guo Qing's philtrum point on his upper lip. Then, he squeezed it a few times with two fingers, and a stream of black blood flowed out. At this moment, Guo Qing, who had been strongly provoked, immediately opened his eyes. He snorted and looked at everyone in a daze.

Seeing that he had woken up, Li Maoshang said,""Guoqing, don't move. You're sick. I'll take a good look at you."

"Uncle, it's so troublesome to invite you here! I'm very cold and drunk!”

"Don't be afraid. It'll be fine in a while. Wait for me to give you some fluid. Eat and drink a little more.”

Rencheng and his wife, who were standing at the side, immediately beamed with joy. When his wife heard Doctor Li's words, she immediately walked out. After a while, the sound of bellows being pulled came from the kitchen. Zhong Rencheng handed out cigarettes and poured tea as he busied himself with serving the guests.

Li Maoshang took out a bottle of medicine from the consultation box and began to prepare the medicine. He said,"Guo Wa, you have a bad cold. Also, do you have something unpleasant in your heart and are anxious?”

Guo Qing nodded honestly and said," Uncle, there are some, but it's all in the past. I thought about it all night yesterday, and now I've thought it through."”

"I heard from your mother that you're here for the military?”Ren Cheng hurriedly asked.

"Dad, let's not talk about it anymore. If I can't be your father, then forget it. Don't worry, it's the same no matter what I do.”Guo Qing tried his best to comfort his father.

At this time, Li Maoshang had already inserted the needle into the vein on the back of Guo Qing's hand. He looked at the infusion device hanging on the window sill and adjusted the speed. He said,"According to traditional Chinese medicine, your illness is caused by a sudden fire attacking the heart and a cold. According to Western medicine, you've contracted a virus after your immune system declined, causing inflammation of your upper respiratory tract. That's why you're so sick. On the one hand, you have to use medicine to treat it, and on the other hand, you have to maintain a good mood so that your illness can recover faster.”

While they were talking, National Day's mother had already brought in three bowls of egg buns and a white porcelain plate with a few white steamed buns and a few juicy onions.

Li Maoshang took a look and immediately smiled."Aiya, it's been a long time since I've eaten such white steamed buns. Today, I'll cook them properly.”As she spoke, she picked up a bowl of stewed bread and started eating.

"This bun looks white, but it's not good noodles. It was swept down by our grain store when we were emptying the flour bags. We took care of our internal staff. Everyone can buy a little. If you want it, I'll bring you some next time I come back.”Ren Cheng explained.

"Alright, buy some if you can. Last year, our village only got 80 to 90 catties of wheat per person. The rest was the jade rice sweet potato and the" three feet three ". Aiya! The 3.3-foot-long grain of sorghums had really eaten enough. That fellow had a higher yield, but it was just too unpalatable. Members said: people eat can not defecate, chickens eat can not lay eggs, pigs eat can not fatten, horses eat can not produce foals. Sigh, the children were all dying from the sight of the white buns.”Li Maoshang laughed and answered his own question,"" On the other hand, it's better to have something than nothing. In 1960, you couldn't even eat a 'three-foot-three'!”

Li Maoshang left before the bottle of liquid was finished. Before he left, he threw some western medicine tablets and a box of Chinese medicine, Yinqiao Detoxification Pills, and gave some instructions. Rencheng insisted on giving him money, but he would fight to the death for the land.

Perhaps it was because Li Maoshang's medical skills were brilliant or because Zhong Guoqing's physical fitness was originally good, but because he often did not take injections and medicine, the bottle of liquid subsided his fever and his body felt much better. After drinking a bowl of egg steamed bread, he ate a big steamed bread with onions and the fragrance.

While Zhong Rencheng was eating and drinking on National Day, he listened to his wife in the neighboring kiln describe the situation after National Day came back from school, and he roughly knew the cause of National Day. He let Guo Qing continue to lie on the bed to rest while he moved a chair and sat in front of the Kang on Guo Qing's bed. He began a rare conversation with his sons.

"Guo Wa, I know that you are ambitious and ambitious, but you have just graduated from high school and you have encountered this long-lasting 'Cultural Revolution' movement. You have been fighting all day long. It seems that this situation will not end. Schools all over the country have stopped classes and enrollment. This isn't a family matter. Who can reverse this situation? I think we should go with the overall situation and not fight with the world. Let's farm and read more books. Don't throw away everything you've learned. It will definitely be useful in the future. When I was a child, I studied Mencius. Mencius said,'When heaven gives a great task to a man, he must first suffer his will and work his bones and muscles.' You must have read it.”

"Yes, I can still recite it now.”Guo Qing replied.

Dad nodded and continued,"People used to say: A noble person has many hardships. Although we are not noble people, according to my experience, in this world, no matter what we do, it will not be smooth sailing. We will encounter all kinds of difficulties and setbacks. Those who retreat when they encounter some difficulties and setbacks will not have any future.”

"Dad, you're right. I understand what you mean. I'll do as you say. I don't believe that the country will continue to be in chaos like this. I definitely don't believe that our studies for more than ten years will be in vain. It's good for me to train in the village.”

Hearing this, Zhong Rencheng's eyes lit up and he smiled knowingly. He stood up and stared at National Day with a smile, nodded, and walked out of the door.

People only knew that National Day fell ill because he couldn't figure it out because he didn't become a soldier. No one knew that Guo Zhuye's ruthless letter had actually caused him such a great shock. However, in Zhong Guoqing's heart, the pain brought by Guo Zhuye's letter and his failure to serve in the army had passed.

That night, before he went to bed, he took out the crumpled message from his trouser pocket. He couldn't help but feel a little cold. He opened it and looked at it for a moment. Suddenly, he tore it into pieces and blew the pieces of paper to the ground before he let out a long sigh. What puzzled him was that in just two years, a person had changed so much. Why? At this moment, he suddenly remembered the political class in school. The teacher once said," The economic foundation determines the upper structure " and " existence determines consciousness ". At this moment, his heart suddenly lit up. Although it had only been less than three years since he parted with Guo Zhuye, Guo Zhuye had become the telephone operator of the community. She wore beautiful clothes and ate white buns. Her monthly salary was equivalent to the income of four or five farmers. He had suddenly gone from an ambitious high school student with a bright future to a farmer who had to deal with soil all day long. Were these changes not big enough? Wasn't such a realistic and objective " existence " enough to cause a change in Guo Zhuye's " ideology "? Besides, who knew what kind of people she had come into contact with in the past few years? How could he even know what happened to the people she came into contact with? Didn't people often use the words "promiscuous" to describe some women? Thinking of this, Zhong Guoqing's heart suddenly lit up. He seemed to have found the answer. At this moment, the charming and moving image of Guo Zhuye in his mind was twisted like a fried dough twist. It became very ugly. She was simply an ugly monster and a pitiful worm. Moreover, her ugly image was like a drop of ink in clear water, gradually fading and blurring.

In the dark cave, Zhong Guoqing, who was lying on the brick bed, did not feel sleepy at all. He widened his eyes and stared at the dark bottom of the cave. He remembered the conversation his father had with him when he left that day. He felt that he was the person who was about to be entrusted with a great responsibility. His body was immediately filled with endless strength. He thought to himself,'A living person can still be suffocated to death by urine. In such a big world, being a soldier is not the only path!' If you don't let me be a soldier, I won't be one. I don't believe that I won't have a future in the countryside. Let those long-haired, short-sighted, fickle women go to hell! I don't care about you sharp-tongued, thick-skinned, and hollow-bellied things! He couldn't help but bite his lower lip with his upper teeth, close his eyes, and nod vigorously.

He didn't know when he had fallen asleep. In the dream, he had become a " petrel " that looked like black lightning, flying in the clouds and rain of the sea. It was very enjoyable!

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