It was completely dark. On the milky white bench outside the emergency room of the first municipal hospital, Yao Yuhui and the groom sit. There was a long hallway, and there was no one but them. At the end, a wall lamp was on, and the faint blue light shyly leaned towards the bench. Next to the door of the emergency room, there is a standing sign in the shape of a human body, and the word "quiet" is written on the round "head". The bridegroom leaned down and inserted his fingers into his stiff hair. He's been sitting like this for a long time. Yao Yuhui leaned against the back of the chair, her head tilted against the wall. Sit upright, staring intently at a window. The moonlight evenly coats the window with a layer of platinum. From the time Xu Shufang was pushed into the emergency room, she and he sat on this bench and didn't say a word to each other. She didn't have the emotion to speak, and she could understand him too.

She and he were waiting. One is waiting for his bride, and the other is waiting for a female warrior of his own year. Between the two of them, it is difficult to say who is more anxious and complicated than whom.

She secretly thought: Does he love Xu Shufang? Will he still love her after today's incident? And she thought: Is it worth it for me to sit on this bench with him so late? Does he need someone to accompany him and wait? There must be someone to sit here and wait. This is a responsibility that he cannot shirk, but it is not also her responsibility. It was she who forced her father's driver to send Xu Shufang to the hospital, and it was she who registered her number, and it was she who found a doctor known to her mother and completed all the hospitalization procedures very smoothly. She did everything she could. I actually did it for him. Without her, he would have coped with it today.

She wasn't doing all this for him at all. Who was he? She didn't even know what his last name was! It had nothing to do with him. Even whether he loves Xu Shufang or not, whether Xu Shufang loves him or not, how they met, on what basis or on what conditions they decided to get married, and what kind of emotional entanglements Xu Shufang had with that "Yellow Coat" in the past, it has nothing to do with her. If the wreath couplet was not written with the word "Xu Shufang", but another person's name, she would not have walked into that compound at all. Although the compound was only separated by a wall from her home, it was likely that she would never have the idea of going there, and that she would probably not have any contact with the bridegroom who sat beside her.

Everything she did was just for Xu Shufang, because Xu Shufang once said that she was a "good person" and she couldn't forget it.

The door of the emergency room opened silently, and the groom stood up, but it was not Xu Shufang who was pushed out, but a middle-aged female doctor walked out. The female doctor's questioning eyes, exposed above the mask and under the white hat, stared at him for a moment, stared at her for a moment, and turned to leave.

The female doctor's gaze contained a hint of bad speculation about her. The bridegroom sat down slowly. She didn't want to sit on the same bench with him again, she didn't want to be looked at by a second person with the eyes of a female doctor. She thought she would be angry. She went to the window, stood with her back to the groom, raised her wrist and glanced at her watch—it was past eight o'clock. "Let's go. He said. She didn't answer. "It doesn't make sense for you to stay with me. "I'm not here to be with you at all, I want to see her again. Her tone was very stiff and she didn't turn around. "You...... Did you know her before?" "Is this question important to you?" "It's important, it's not important. "It's a knowing, it's not knowing. And they were all silent.

The door to the emergency room opened for the second time, and Xu Shufang was pushed out. He immediately got up, followed the side of the operating cart, leaned over and whispered, "I will come to see you every day." Xu Shufang, who was lying on her back, twisted her head to the side. The nurse pushing the cart said, "Don't talk to her. Another nurse came out of the emergency room and pushed him away from the operating cart. He protested, "I'm her husband!" and the nurse didn't even look at him, and said, "Come and see her in the ward tomorrow." Two nurses pushed Xu Shufang out of the hallway, and one of them casually turned off the light at the end of the hallway.

He stood for a moment, then walked back to the bench and sat down slowly. Looking at him like that, he was going to sit on a bench for the night. She glanced at him and left. The lights on both sides of the hospital gate warmly dragged her figure reflected in the snow past, and reluctantly sent out of the gate. The snow stopped at some point. The night after the snow was unusually cold, and she shivered. Only then did she realize that there was not a penny in her two coat pockets, so she had to walk home. She walked alone on the sidewalk. Walking to the vicinity of the mall, the night market has not yet dispersed. The homemade gas lamp on the stall bed illuminates the bewildered faces. The shouts of soliciting business came and went.

Here, and only here, the night of the city continues with the noise of the day. The city is like an over-energetic girl, who, after the daytime of fun, begins to play at night. Many people are agitated by the desire to sell and the idea of buying, arguing endlessly, and haggling loudly. There are also people who sneak together and do what looks mysterious but is actually illegal. There are also people who suspiciously rub one after another, peeping around.

In order to avoid a detour, she passed through the night market. She was hit by a man. Under the gas light on the front and back, the face of a man who couldn't see the eyebrows clearly, and a wide mouth smiled at her incomprehensibly and meaningfully. She squeezed past him in disgust. The man followed her, whispering as she went, "Would you like a place to warm up for a while?" and she stood still, glaring at the man in awe of it. She wasn't as scared as other girls when they were entangled in this kind of person, but she developed a strong hatred, so disgusted that she wanted to slap the man hard. The other party realized that he had hunted the wrong target, and muttered stupidly, "I don't know how to lift!" and turned and slipped away.

She was just about to continue walking, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice nearby shouting: "Phoenix cigarettes, peony cigarettes, who buys phoenix cigarettes with filters...... The selling voice is not high, but the voice of the seller is very loud and very rich. Here, in this bustling, lively, chaotic night market, with all kinds of desires floating in the air, although this clamor is so different, so easy and so obvious to distinguish it from all the cries, it does not attract anyone's attention. In this city, phoenix cigarettes and peony cigarettes with filters are extremely difficult to buy. Only those who see a good cigarette as a great pleasure will notice the presence of this sound.

And the reason why she noticed this crying was because she was too familiar with it.

"Phoenix smoke! Phoenix smoke with filter! Phoenix smoke with filter peony smoke......"

What this shouting reveals is not so much enthusiasm as anxious anticipation. No, it's the humiliating anger that arises from this!

A sweater and a tweed coat are hard to resist the bitter cold of the late December night in the north. She was frozen, and she was very hungry. From the time she left the house until now, she has not eaten a single drop of water. The heat from two slices of sausage bread, a glass of milk and a cup of coffee had long since evaporated from her body. She felt like her stomach was empty like a well-infested ball gall. She was eager to step home, lie down on her comfortable bed, eat a few slices of sausage bread, and sip a glass of milk and coffee.

But the voice of the hawker was like a man of great acquaintance calling to her, so that she could not stand still, and turn her head in search of the hawker.

She found a tall figure in a corps yellow coat, standing outside a shop not far from her, with his back to her, continuing to sell in that deep, loud bass voice. As soon as she saw the figure, she immediately knew who he was, and walked over to him.

"Liu Dawen!" she walked up to him and called him.

"Instructor Yao?" he turned and looked her up and down for a few moments before recognizing her.

She said in a shivering voice, "Really...... I didn't expect it to be here...... Kind of place to meet ...... You ......"

"It's a great place! You can't buy and sell openly during the day, but you can clap your hands here at night. You see, so late, so cold, there are still so many people lingering in this place, bragging and lying in order to take advantage of each other, confusing the truth with falsehood, deceiving me, and living a fucking colorful life!" Liu Dawen was still so grinning, showing that he was very happy to see her. But she could see that this happy look was pretended.

She looked at him, and for a moment felt that there was nothing more to say.

But he said, "Instructor, you really only need to be demeanor and not temperature! This kind of place only knows goods, but does not look at people." ”

He was clearly sarcastic about her.

She wasn't angry. This Liu Dawen is a well-known living treasure of the whole regiment, and the regiment commander and political commissar can't take him seriously.

She asked very seriously, "How can you sell cigarettes here?"

He exaggerated his surprise of 120,000 points, and asked in a pretended naïve manner: "Why can't I sell cigarettes here if others can sell the east and the west, and sell the dead here......?"

"Stop shouting!" she shouted, "Stop shouting," and he stopped shouting and looked at her nonchalantly. She lowered her voice and said: "You used to be the pride of our Seventh Battalion, you used to be the propaganda captain of the regiment, you were the golden voice known to everyone in our whole division of intellectual youth, you can't lose the face of our young intellectuals who have returned to the city in this kind of place......" He replied in a rhetorical tone: "Probably it also makes you feel embarrassed as an instructor, right?" "Do you have no self-esteem at all?" "Self-esteem? The self-esteem of a young intellectuals who have returned to the city is worthless!" He smiled softly and snatched her away. When I registered at the neighborhood office for unemployed youth, I told them that the Shenyang Military Region Opera Troupe had sent people to the Production and Construction Corps three times to ask for me, but all three times I failed to do so because I was stuck in the troupe. You know what they say, they say, 'That's just your life.'" Cities don't need singers. Go back and wait patiently, we might be able to find you some temporary job in half a year!' Who the fuck in this city appreciates my voice?

She didn't know what to say. But he let go of his thick voice and sang the scale in a loud voice, "Daolai Mi Fa Laxi Dao...... Dozens ......of heads turned towards him at once. Seeing that he had not made any unusual moves, they turned their heads and paid attention to the stall beds under the light of the gas lamps. He smiled wryly at her, "See, they probably think my nerves are a little abnormal!" she said in a very low voice, "I beg you, don't do this to yourself......" "This is not a self-practice." He retorted earnestly, "It's a sense of humor." The sense of humor reflects the demeanor of a man and the upbringing of a woman. Instructor, don't you even have a little sense of humor?"

She said in a lower voice, "I'm sad today, so stop making fun of me with these words!" and she was almost pleading with him. She had hoped to get a little bit of the same emotion from him that the young intellectuals who had returned to the city, but what she really got was the complete opposite. She hit an invisible and untouchable psychological partition. She felt a great loss and loneliness that spread in her heart even more.

However, he could not understand her mood at this moment, and continued to sarcastically mock her: "You are very sad? This is really a great comfort to me! I have a wife, a daughter, and two. I have to take responsibility and obligation to support my wife and children, and I have become a husband and a father, so I can't reach out to my parents and ask for money anymore? This is called the self-esteem of a manly man. I didn't have the money to buy two children to eat sugar gourds, so one of them gave them a slap! Instructor, the sadness in your heart probably doesn't belong to this category, right? But I'm still very happy to know that you are also sad in your heart, and this can show some fairness in life, isn't it? Why are you sad? Probably not because your children want to eat sugar gourds and you don't have the money to buy them? Oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot that you are still an independent woman!"

She stared at him intently for a long time, wondering why this living treasure, who had been giggling all day long in the Corps and had relieved many people's inner sorrows with funny behavior and funny language, had become so bitter and mean after returning to the city.

The flaming wreath appeared in front of her eyes again.

"Daolaimi, peony smoke...... Trembling, phoenix smoke...... Trembling, ...... with a mouth"

Liu Dawen's bass overshadowed all the shouting!

She jerked away from him.

Liu Dawen caught up with her and said, "Instructor, don't be angry, I'm really happy to see you tonight." The city has broken us apart...... I remember that on the train, some people still talked about the big return to the city as a strategic turning point, and the countryside surrounded the city......"

He let out a long sigh.

She held out her hand to him: "Give me a cigarette." ”

"I forgot you smoked...... Are you cold? Let's find a store that is not closed and go in and talk for a while? In a city with a population of more than 3 million, each goes to its own place, and the beasts go up the mountain and the birds enter the forest, and suddenly they scatter in all directions, and they are all gray when they see it......

"Let's talk about it right here!"

In fact, she didn't want to say anything anymore, she just wanted to get home as soon as possible. Warm room, comfortable bed, milk, coffee, relaxed, lazy and quiet...... She had another good world.

He took off his coat and draped it over her. When she saw that he was wearing a cotton coat, she did not push, wrapped her coat tightly around her body, and put her hands on her sleeves. He took out a box of cigarettes from his school bag, looked at it, and said, "I'm really a little reluctant!" tore the envelope, put one in her mouth, and took one in his own mouth, then took out a match, and scratched it a few times, and finally scratched one, holding it with one hand, and just wanted to light a cigarette for her, but was blown out by a person who suddenly came over.

He stared at the man in a daze. Although he was born tall, he was not strong, he was quite thin, and he was a little hunchbacked, which he pressed when he lifted the wood. He doesn't have the ability to fight fiercely. In the face of a sudden provocation, it was just a matter of hair.

Behind the man, there were two more people standing. She became uneasy, thinking that they were hooligans who wanted to do nothing, and feared that he would be beaten for no reason. They are not hooligans. The person at the head said coldly: "Come with us, we are from the market management office." With that, he tore the bag full of cigarettes from his shoulder. Liu Dawen made a strange wry smile at her, slowly stretched out a hand and said, "There will be a ...... later" Another market administrator glared at her and said, "You have to go with us!" "I? Why should I go with you?" "Don't shout! If you come with us, you have to go with us!" Liu Dawen said: "She has nothing to do with me. Please be polite to her, she is my instructor in the Corps!" The other party sarcastically said: "Instructor, teach opportunists? Because of instructors like her, there are such unscrupulous speculators as you, right?" There was a circle of people around them, and people burst into laughter. "Look at that woman, she still has a cigarette in her mouth!" "Look at her, she is neither military nor civilian, neither native nor foreign! Hey, the boots are still flat-soled! What kind of fashion is this?" "The man just now lit a cigarette for the woman!" "Alas, in the future, with their group of people in society, public order will become a big problem!" The people's ridicule, ridicule, and insults were raised like a shovel of stones at the two young intellectuals who had returned to the city.

Liu Dawen was enraged and shouted, "Don't you have a fucking young man in your family who has returned to the city?"

The words worked, people fell silent, and some silently turned away.

The market administrator at the head said, "Come on, don't try to sympathize! There are also intellectual young people in our family who have returned to the city, two, but none of them are like you!" He pointed at Yao Yuhui with his hand, "My daughter is not like you, as soon as she returns to the city, she will become like this, like a wild cat that only changes its moult, and she also holds a cigarette roll, and she is pretending to be an instructor!" He pointed at Liu Dawen with his hand, "My son is not like you! A box of cigarettes sells for three cents more, do you understand that you are calling profiteering? I have been paying attention to you for two days in a row!" If you sneak around, I'll turn a blind eye and pretend I can't see. But your voice is louder than everybody's, aren't you putting eye drops in our eyes!"

Another market manager said, "Don't talk to them!

Liu Dawen looked at her guiltily.

She didn't care at this time, threw the cigarette in her hand to the ground, stepped on it, and said to Liu Dawen: "Let's not be exhibited here, go with them!"

So, a market administrator walked in front, two young intellectuals who had returned to the city followed, and the other two market administrators held them one from the left and one from the right, separated the crowd, and squeezed out of the night market.

They were taken to the market management office. Several male and female administrators there looked at them a few times and went their own way as usual. Some smoked, some cut their nails, some knitted sweaters, some played chess, and some of them used a matchstick to pluck their ears intently, and they also used their other hand to pick up a pearl, as if they could pull out a pearl and break it if they fell to the ground. One of the three men who brought them in crouched down in front of the fire to make a fire. One padded with gloves, brought the lunch box on the stove lid to the desk, opened the lunch box, sat down on a chair, and ate with relish. The third said to them, "Don't stand in the way!" and pushed them into a corner, walked over to the two who were playing chess, and leaned down to watch the game with his hands on his knees.

No one pays attention to them, and they are effectively punished in the corner.

Liu Dawen turned around, leaned against the wall, took out the box of cigarettes he had just opened from his pocket, and whispered: "They smoke, let's smoke too! We smoke more advanced than them!" He took it in his own mouth.

"No smoking!" said a man who came up and knocked the cigarette he was holding from his mouth, then took the box from his pocket, glared at him fiercely, and said, "When you get to this place, only we are allowed to smoke, not you!"

Liu Dawen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't want to smoke, I just want to smell the smoke." You draw the same for me. ”

"Really?" said the man, smiling, a little maliciously, "this little convenience, I can take care of you." Flicked up from under the cigarette case with his fingers, popped out a cigarette, lowered his head and gently took it, latched it, lit it, took a deep breath, slowly spit out a wisp of green smoke at Liu Dawen's face, and asked, "Does it smell good?"

Liu Dawen sniffled vigorously and replied solemnly: "You have stomatitis, right?" The man laughed, stretched out a hand, and twisted his nose insultingly: "You have a dog nose." One of the two chess players looked up at the man and asked, "What card?" The man turned and left. "Here's one. So the man threw one over. "I'll have one too. So the man threw another one. "Phoenix's, give me one too!" The woman in her forties, knitting a sweater, put down her sweater. The man glanced at her, smiled and said, "You don't know how to smoke, what kind of addiction do you have!" "What kind of addiction do you care about me!" The woman jumped up and snatched a box of cigarettes. The man grabbed the woman from behind and said, "If you don't give it back to me, I'll knock you down!" The woman laughed and scolded, "You dare! You dare! Where do you touch your hand this rabbit!" and they all burst out laughing. One shouted: "Press down, press down!" The other said sourly and loudly: "Is it to grab cigarettes or people!" Liu Dawen watched them make a mess with great interest, and said with envy: "If I can be assigned to work in this market management office, I will be satisfied!" Seeing Yao Yuhui frowning, he said again: "Instructor, if you can't get used to it, you should still face the wall, I love to watch it!"

She really couldn't get used to it, and she had never seen it before. After many years of working as an instructor in the Corps, she was unaccustomed to many things and could not tolerate many things. This kind of nonsense between men and women, she thought was the most serious insult she had ever made to her, ten times worse than the insult she had just received at the night market!

The woman was knocked down by the man, but still clung to the box of cigarettes, and the others were very happy, encouraging the nonsense to continue.

Her face turned purple. She saw the phone on the table, and while they weren't looking, she quickly walked over, grabbed the phone, and dialed the number very quickly. "Put down the phone!" one yelled at her. "I'll call the mayor, I'm his daughter!" she didn't want to show off her "trump card". But she saw that if she didn't show this "trump card", she didn't know what unbearable insults she would receive, and she didn't know when she would be able to leave this ghost place. She's running away from the reality that hurt her. But he didn't think further that the injury she suffered was only a tiny scratch compared to the more than 200,000 intellectual youths who returned to the city. Her words silenced them all. Just when they were suspicious, someone in the family answered the phone, it was the younger brother. She shouted into the microphone, "I don't want you to answer the phone! I want my dad to answer the phone himself!" Dad, I ...... I ......" She took the microphone and couldn't hold back anymore and cried. "Where are you? What's wrong with you? What's going on......?" came my father's uneasy, eager question. She couldn't say a word, and she couldn't stop crying. One of them, who seemed to be a head, finally reacted from his stunned state, immediately walked up to her, took the microphone from her hand with a wince, and asked timidly: "Are you Mayor Yao? I am the market management office, yes, your daughter is here with us right now...... Don't be angry, let me explain it to you...... Yes, yes...... I don't explain...... Be...... There was a little misunderstanding, and we didn't do anything about her...... You don't have to send a car, we promise to find a car to take her home immediately!" He put down the phone, turned around and glared at the three market administrators who brought her and Liu Dawen one by one, and shouted: "What kind of fame are you doing? Ask for your own hardship! Why don't you stop a car quickly! You want to stop a car!"

The three men looked at her in a panic and hurried out.

The little figure immediately changed his face to a pleasant face, and said to her in a low voice: "Really! What is the matter! Our three comrades are so inexperienced that you have been wronged, and we ...... it."

If he hadn't been so low-minded, the anger in her heart wouldn't have exploded. But he just pretended to have such a low face!

She felt like she couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly shouted, "Get out of here!" and the other man was startled and stepped aside. The rest of the people are still in a daze. The little man did feel that something was not going to be good. He approached Liu Dawen again and said, "Your comrade testifies that we didn't do anything to her!" Liu Dawen quietly stretched out a hand: "Give me back my cigarettes!" "Of course, of course......" The man turned around, looked around, and found Liu Dawen's schoolbag on a chair, stepped over, picked it up and returned it to Liu Dawen flatteringly. Liu Dawen took the schoolbag, put it on his shoulder with a big grin, and tilted his chin towards the woman. The man turned to look at the woman, and when he saw that she was still holding the box of cigarettes in her hand, he walked over and snatched it from her hand, and snatched the cigarettes that were in the hands of several other people one by one, because of the nonsense just now, and put them into the cigarette case and put them in Liu Dawen's pocket.

Liu Dawen pushed him away and sneered: "You didn't treat her well? What do you want to do with her? She was my instructor when I was in the Corps, and we had to call her the head of the battalion when we were in the Corps! But you three bastards insulted her in public at the night market!"

"This shouldn't be, this shouldn't be ......," the man reined. The female instructor, who is no longer an instructor, suddenly has an irrepressible resentment towards this place. She suddenly picked up the telephone, raised it above her head, and slammed it to the ground. The microphone landed first, and the phone smashed on the microphone, breaking the microphone in the middle, and the phone shell was shattered. She didn't feel enough to vent her anger, and picked up the lunch box on the table and slammed it on the ground.

Meals are blooming everywhere. She's going to destroy this place, but there's nothing left to fall. She glared at them fiercely, gasping violently. They were completely stunned. They thought the mayor's daughter must be mentally ill. Heelless boots and a shabby yellow coat of the Corps are strange enough! Why didn't they see it! The instructor said that there was no doubt that the kid who was reselling cigarettes was talking nonsense! But how could the mayor's daughter get involved with such an unassuming boy? Alas, there is nothing unbelievable among the young intellectuals! Besides, the mayor's daughter is not good-looking......

Liu Dawen held the cigarette between his two fingers, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and looked at them gloatingly, looking leisurely. "We didn't do anything to you!" muttered the little man again. Liu Dawen shouted: "You still dare to say that!" He immediately kept silent. At this time, the three people came back and reported: "Stop a jeep from the Public Security Bureau and wait outside...... Seeing that the situation in the house was very wrong, they looked at each other.

Liu Dawen threw the half-smoked cigarette to the ground domineeringly, glanced at them contemptuously, and said, "Instructor, let's go!" proudly put his arm around her shoulders, like a lover's shoulders, and walked past them as if he were a lover's shoulder, kicked the door open, and walked away.

Sure enough, there was a small jeep from the Public Security Bureau parked outside the door, and the red one-eyed was still turning silently. The little man was sent out of the door, opened the car door for the two young intellectuals who returned to the city, and continued to explain uneasily: "This is a complete misunderstanding, please say hello to Comrade Mayor on my behalf......" Yao Yuhui ignored him and said to Liu Dawen: "I don't take the car!" Liu Dawen echoed: "Yes, we don't take this police car of the Public Security Bureau, as if we are criminals!" He turned his face and glanced at the little man again, and said tauntingly: "We will never say hello to Comrade Mayor on your behalf!" They left like a pair of walking lovers. Turning the corner, Liu Dawen put his arm down from Yao Yuhui's shoulder, laughed out loud, laughed extremely happily, and bent over with a smile. "What are you laughing at?......" she asked with a straight face. He couldn't stop laughing. "Don't laugh!" she scolded him, but she couldn't help but laugh silently. She was ashamed and said, "I really looked like a crazy person just now, didn't I? I think I was a little ...... just now Hysterical seizures...... "Oh no, don't think so. He finally held back a laugh and said very solemnly, "Instructor, you have behaved very well and have a great demeanor just now!" "Because you are wearing your torn coat?" "Because you have suppressed them all!" "It is mainly because your schoolbag is back on you that you praise me so much, right?" "Then you have taken me too narrowly because of your bravery. "Brave?" she walked forward.

"It's brave!" he affirmed, walking beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder. She opened his arm. His mood was a little strangely excited, as if he had just finished watching a good movie, and he couldn't help but comment on it.

He talked eloquently: "You know, what did I think when you cried with the telephone receiver? I think we have been training in the Great Northern Wilderness for 11 years, and we are still so unproductive, and our instructor is still a little girl! But when you dropped the phone, I really wanted to kiss you! Then you dropped the lunch box, and I really wanted to shout: 'Long live the instructor!' Just like the feeling when you dared not take the regiment commander seriously and ordered us to be released back to the companies on the reservoir construction site that year! Do you remember yourself? How many young intellectuals are gathered outside your tent, jumping and shouting, 'Long live the instructor!'"

Of course she remembers. It was a glorious battle in the history of her personal rebellion, and it was also a great pride and a great pride, how could she forget it? "Don't you remember? To be honest with you, Instructor, there are only two times when you have really made me a little respectful. Once it was the same incident back then, and once it was today......" She said solemnly, "Your words make me suspect that you are instigating me to start killing people and setting fires tomorrow!"

"Why do you think so badly of me!" Liu Dawen cried out, "I don't want to do it myself, I never encourage others to do it! But it's not too much to show a little anger when you need to, right?"

"Then why didn't you show a little anger yourself?" she seemed to ask innocently, but in fact she was sarcastic. "I'm a pity I'm not the mayor's daughter, don't dare. He sighed. "Does your nose still hurt?" "Your nose doesn't matter...... How happy I would be if I could be a market administrator!" Before I knew it, they had crossed five horizontal roads and were almost at her house. She stood still and returned her coat to him. He said, "Wear it back, and give me an excuse to go to you in the future." She didn't understand what he meant. "When I went to you, I begged you for a favor. Of course, I don't go to you very often, but maybe there will be times when I need your help......" She understood, and in his eyes, she was no longer a teacher, but the mayor's daughter.

She nodded, and draped her coat over her body.

"I said it so explicitly, you don't despise me, do you?"

She shook her head slightly.

"You've done me a great favor today. He patted his schoolbag and said with a wry smile, "I didn't make a penny, and I lost three points because I opened a bag." She looked at him with pity and said, "Give me your bag, and I can do you another small favor." "You ...... for me Speculation?" "How can I let you do this for me!" he pressed his bag with both hands, as if he was afraid that she would take it away. "What's not to do? My father loved to smoke phoenix cigarettes and peony cigarettes. "Earn your father's money?!" "Earn the mayor's money." "I don't! You're scolding me to my face!" Do you think I don't feel embarrassed when I reach out to my father, mother, younger siblings, and ask for money to spend?" "How did you end up in such a situation? More than 300 yuan was saved, and it was all left to the battalion administrator......

His wife died, leaving behind four children......"

She still feels guilty about it, and in fact she doesn't have any guilt. That night, it was not because she was at the battalion commander's house that she was delayed in taking the woman to the regimental hospital. The truck got stuck in the snow halfway through, and it was the life of the administrator and the woman.

She ripped the schoolbag strap off Liu Dawen's shoulder. Liu Dawen let go in the mechanical scramble. He stared blankly at her and turned away, until her figure disappeared and he began to walk back slowly. There was not a single person on the road, not a single car. The city was quiet and soundly asleep. He suddenly wanted to sing. He hadn't sung in a long, long time. When he returned to the city, even he forgot what a good voice he had. "There is no shortage of singers in the city. The words of the person from the unemployed youth office on the street pierced him like a thorn in his heart.

He really wanted to prove to the city that he had a good voice that was fully qualified to be a singer!

He couldn't help but let go of his thick and wide bass, and sang: Xi'er Xi'er, you are asleep, you don't know what your father is talking about......

In those years, with this good voice, he was transferred from the company propaganda team to the battalion propaganda team, from the battalion propaganda team to the regimental propaganda team, and from the regimental propaganda team to the division propaganda team, and participated in the first grand performance of the all-corps literary and artistic propaganda team.

In Jiamusi, in the auditorium of the Corps headquarters, when he walked from the entrance of the stage to the center of the stage to stand at the time, many people in the audience burst into laughter. It was the first time in his life that he stood on a real stage. The few steps from the entrance of the stage to the center of the stage are his journey from obscurity to his own honor. He was so lacking in self-confidence. Later, he was told that he walked like a rural lady in those steps. He also stood with no grace, his shoulders crooked, one shoulder high and the other low......

However, when he opened his voice and began to sing, there was silence in the audience. No, there was silence.

What he sang was the singing section of Yang Bailao in the opera "The White-Haired Girl". He was supposed to sing only one part, but he was called out of the stage with loud applause over and over again. He sang all of Yang Bailao's songs! His voice calmed down the members of the more than 300 propaganda teams participating in the performance! Liu Dawen's name became the loudest name among them! Although his appearance was not outstanding at all, the female propaganda team members of all divisions and regiments did not miss the opportunity to cast at least friendly glances at him at any time and place, and hoped that he would notice their gaze. He noticed. As a result, one of them later became his wife.

After the performance, the head of the XPCC's propaganda department called the commander of his division: "Tell you something, the XPCC propaganda team has added another person. ”

The division commander understood what the Corps Propaganda Chief meant, and replied very cleverly: "It's nothing if there is one less person in our division's propaganda team, but if you adopt the method of detention, won't you take care of my feelings as a division commander?" The Corps Propaganda Chief took care of the division commander's emotions, but the division commander did not take care of the Corps' propaganda minister's emotions at all. On the first day he returned to the division, the division commander talked to him: "Liu Dawen, you understand, but if it is a good thing, only fools are willing to give it away." I'm not a fool! As long as I am the division commander for one day, you will be the one of my division! From now on, you will be the propaganda captain!"

Later, the Shenyang Military Region Art Troupe came to transfer him, and the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe also transferred him, and his various brilliant futures were ruined by the division commander who "loves talents."

The corps was disbanded and converted into farms, and the propaganda teams of the divisions were disbanded. The propaganda team members went into the forest to find another way out. The famous "golden voice" has become a "cold bird" with nowhere to live. The opportunity has passed, and time has passed. He found it boring to continue to mix in the division and seek a light job. With a little desolation and a few wisps of resentment, he returned to the seventh camp alone. The battalion is also "streamlining the organization", and there is no proper place for him. He returned to his old company and resumed his work as a farmer.

It was at this time that the Shanghai girl who fell in love with him at first sight during the Bingtuan performance and communicated with him for half a year traveled thousands of miles from the Jiamusi Corps Paper Mill to the foot of Erlong Mountain, where living conditions were very difficult, and threw herself into his arms with a fiery love.

The intellectual youth of the company were so kind to him. They still need him, and they need his voice. When they were resting from work, they often asked him: "Dawen, sing to us!"

He never once refused their request. Even when he was in the worst mood, he never turned them down. He sang as long as they would like to hear. He had a life partner, and they had a new show - "Male and Female Duet".

She was originally a soprano soloist member of the XPCC's propaganda team, a beautiful Shanghai girl with a gentle personality and a quiet temperament. Soon after coming to the company, he offered to marry him.

After getting married, their semi-low mud and straw house became a "happy garden" for the company's educated youths, and almost every evening, the home was full of male and female educated youths. Chatting,, bragging. A couple of lovers, tired of trysts under the trees by the river, preferred to openly express their love and affection in the peculiar lively atmosphere of his house, and they often did not return until night. And when they were, she rejoiced, and talked and laughed. If they wanted her to sing, she sang generously. Like him, never reject them. If they wanted to hear a duet between male and female voices, she went up to him, leaned gently against him, and said softly, "I sing low, you sing high, I will accompany you." When they were gone, she diligently opened the doors and windows to let go of the smoke, poured the tea roots, washed the teacups, and swept the skins of melon seeds, potatoes, and hazelnuts. Then he knelt on the kang and spread out the futon. Then he went down to the floor and went to the kitchen to boil his feet......

When he held his wife in his arms and wanted to fall asleep, he often closed his eyes and thought to himself: I, Liu Dawen, am so fucking lucky! Why did I marry such a good girl with a good voice?

One night, he had a dream. I dreamed that he and his wife were cutting wood in the mountains, and suddenly a whirlwind blew in the forest. After the wind passed, his wife was gone, leaving only one of his gloves in the snow. He ran around anxiously, calling out his wife's name, but all he heard was his own echo. Shouting and shouting, he turned into a mute. In the end, no matter how much I shouted, I couldn't even make a sound......

When he woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat.

His wife was still nestled in his arms, her face pressed against his chest.

A ray of moonlight poured in from the window and reflected on his wife's beautiful face. His wife slept so sweetly, he felt that his wife's face was more beautiful than that of the fairy. He suddenly hugged his wife tightly, kissed her hair, and cried silently. At that moment, boundless love filled his heart. Ever since the day he dimly began to feel the need to love and be loved, he hadn't had much hope for the word love. I never imagined that I would love a woman so deeply and so infatuatedly, let alone that I would be loved so deeply and infatuated by a beautiful and gentle woman. He always felt that the happiness he had obtained was right and wrong, like a sweet dream, and one day it would drift away like a cloud of smoke. This inextricable thought terrified him so much that he cried.

His wife was woken up by his crying and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, you?"

He held his wife's beautiful face, looked at it, let his tears flow, and said in a trembling voice, "I love you!"

His wife didn't seem to understand the three words he said.

He said again, "I love you!"

"Oh, I know...... You ...... Silly boy, I know!" his wife kissed him, pressed her face to his chest, and at the same time put an arm around his neck tenderly, and whispered, "You, you, go to sleep." ”

He knows himself very well. He knew very well that he was in many ways nothing more than a very mediocre person, except for a blessed voice. To be optimistic, he is just a very ordinary person.

Hearing that "Fat Sea" is a good thing to maintain his throat, he asked the Shanghai educated youth to get a little for himself from Shanghai, soak it in a canned bottle like an elixir, and drink it three times a day.

"Your voice needs more professional-level training than drinking 'fat sea', and I can be your instructor. Although my voice is far inferior to yours, I have much more vocal knowledge than you!" his wife said to him very seriously.

"You?" he was a little incredulous.

"Why? I don't believe it, by the way, I never told you, my grandfather was a vocal professor and my father was a singer......

It can be seen that the wife is not joking.

He froze.

After being silent for a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I thought that was not very important in our love. ”

"But you still say your father is dead......

"It was dead during the 'movement'. ”

Seeing that his expression was so strange, his wife asked uneasily, "Because I didn't tell you this before, are you angry......?" He smiled reluctantly and replied gloomily, "No." The wife said, "But you look like you're angry." He said, "I will never be angry with you." His wife looked at him tenderly for a moment, then asked, "Really?" He gently hugged his wife to his chest and said, "Really." But in his heart, from that day there was a potential inferiority. There is no one in his family who has ever had the slightest relationship with music...... He slowly pushed his wife away, stared into her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you love me because I have a good voice?" The wife said, "I didn't think about it." He said, "Then start thinking about it now." The wife said, "No, I don't think about it stupidly! Love is love, and I can't figure it out." Plain love, let others love!" The wife pursed her lips and smiled, and scratched the bridge of his nose with her fingers. He couldn't help but glance in the mirror and saw his own face that lacked manly charm: his forehead was too wide, his eyebrows were too thick, his lips were too thick, and his chin was a little curled...... A face that frustrates oneself. "Jiamusi City is a hundred times stronger than this ravine, you don't regret it at all?" "No. "What would you do if one day you suddenly regretted it?" "Unless you bully me." ”

"Oh my God, I'm ...... Bullying you?!" he cried out.

"Don't bully me never!" she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He stared at his wife, and secretly felt sorry for her: he fell in love with such a person as himself in a daze, and he loved so deeply and infatuatedly, so innocent and so happy. A kind of shame arose in his heart, as if an adult had done something sorry for a good boy by relying on the cunning of an adult. He feared that one day the good boy would become wiser, and the adult would not be able to save himself.

From that day on, his wife began to be his music instructor in earnest. By the river, in the birch forest, on the top of the mountain, every morning, they left their footprints in the dewdrops, and they both appeared......

There is a category of young women, after they have become wives, their hearts and temperaments are still like innocent and innocent maidens, they are the rare and precious seeds of the creator anchor to the world. The world remains beautiful and poetic because of their existence, life plays a beautiful homonym because of their existence, and men are convinced that life is beautiful because of their existence. They instinctively prove to humanity that the purpose of women's existence is not to promote the majesty of the world, but to inject tenderness into life.

All the male intellectuals in the company said enviously and even jealously: "Liu Dawen, this kid is really happier than a king!"

And Liu Dawen replied to them proudly: "What is the crown compared to my wife!"

They are the first couple in the Quanlian educated youth. Until the Great Return to the City began, they were still the first couple. The other couples in the company were full of envy for them, but they couldn't make up their minds to marry like them.

Some young men asked Liu Dawen in private: "Dawen, tell us frankly, is it a happy love or a happy marriage?"

After thinking very seriously about it, he replied confidently: "Happiness is a feeling that no one else can experience. Lovers and drunks are the same kind of people. And getting married, it's like you diving to the bottom of the mysterious water of the river of love! Men and women want to get married because they love each other to the point where they want to become a part of their lover's body! You don't want to get married yet, which proves that you are not in love with us yet, so keep loving!"

Happiness and Joy are two half-sisters. Human nature and good women give birth to happiness, and human nature and bad women give birth to pleasure-seeking. A happy man will be happy for life if he marries a good woman, and an unhappy man will always be unhappy if he has a hundred bad women. There are no places and conditions for pleasure in the Great Northern Wilderness, Liu Dawen and his beloved wife are bathed in a very bitter and beautiful happiness. Anyone who thinks that they can spend all day carefree, hand in hand, snuggling up to each other by the creek, strolling through the birch forest, and standing on the top of the mountain, is very wrong. Every few days in winter, they go up the mountain to chop firewood, and then haul it home with small climbing plows from deep in the mountains dozens of miles away. Every autumn, they have to wipe the house and dig the kang hole. In the spring and summer, they also carefully tended their own plots to ensure that they had enough radishes, potatoes and cabbage to eat for the winter. There are many other things that young intellectuals who are not married have to worry about. In the Great Northern Wilderness, maintaining the normal life of a small family is by no means as simple as winding the table. Perhaps it is precisely because life is hard that they nurture their happiness with all their hearts, like cultivating a delicate little flower in the sand of a clay pot.

One Sunday, he and his wife went up again to chop wood and returned home after dark. As soon as he had eaten supper, he was so tired that he fell asleep. The next morning, if it wasn't for his wife's gentle push, he couldn't wake up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his wife had already dressed, sat on the edge of the kang, looked at him, and said jokingly: "The future great singer, do you want to skip class today?"

He rolled over and muttered, "I haven't slept enough, forget it today!" and closed his eyes again, trying to continue sleeping. "That's not going to work, get up, get up, lazy boy!" the wife kept pushing him. He sat up around the quilt, yawned, and suddenly thought of a question that he had wanted to ask his wife for a long time, and asked, "Do you really wish I could become a singer in the future?" Your voice is very good, you are only twenty-seven years old, we can still patiently look forward to ten years! Thirty-seven years old is the golden age of singers!" He didn't ask any more questions, didn't say anything more, silently dressed himself, and took his wife's hand and walked out of the house.

That day, he finally understood that singing had become an indispensable vitamin in their lives. On that day, he secretly made up his mind that in order to fulfill his wife's hopes for him, he would patiently expect good luck......

Soon, my wife became pregnant. His wife's abdomen was visibly bulging, and she had to accompany him out of the house every morning to practice her voice in a quiet place. In order to allow his wife to sleep a little longer, he quietly got up before dawn every day, did not dare to alarm his wife at all, and walked out of the house alone without a sound. Fearing that his wife would wake up and look for him, he locked the door from the outside.

My wife gave birth to twin daughters in the regimental hospital.

The delivery room is not soundproofed. Outside, he heard his wife crying out in pain, and he thought that she would not survive, and rushed madly into the delivery room several times, but was stopped by the brave nurse like a raging bison. On that day, he cursed a woman for giving birth to a child at least a hundred times.

When he was allowed to enter the maternity ward, he saw that his wife's face was pale, and her hair was wet from cold sweat as if it had just been washed and had not been dried. In front of the two female nurses, he hugged his wife's face in distress and said, "I'm so scared! I thought you wouldn't survive!"

His wife gently pushed him away with her weak hands, and said coquettishly: "I still have the face to say, you made me miserable!"

The two nurses laughed eatingly.

They walked into the nursery and each of them took out a little thing that was crying and crying for him.

A nurse also teasedly said: "Look, you are proud to be a husband! Others have to pay 1,000 catties, you have to have 2,000 catties, 'cross the Yellow River super outline'!"

He tilted his head to the side and didn't look.

He thought to himself: For the sake of you two little things, your mother almost didn't survive!

The birth of a child adds a lot of fun to their lives and makes them work harder for the life of their small family. His wife had to relieve herself of her duties as a music instructor and take on the responsibilities of a young mother. He also had to get half of his affection and half of his love from his wife, and distribute it equally between the two of them, and even he and his wife had a hard time distinguishing between the sister's daughter.

My wife talked less, laughed less, was less lively, and stopped singing. Occasionally, it is also a Chinese or foreign lullaby. Sing low and hum softly. More often than not, it's in a hurry, eagerly doing this and that. A baby is enough to turn the lives of a young couple who are new parents upside down. Two babies are enough to turn their lives upside down. Twin daughters don't resemble series circuits. One is thirsty, the other is hungry, one is asleep, the other is crying. I just slapped and cried, and I woke up again from a deep sleep, and Wow Wow sent out some kind of signal. When his wife was busy, she looked like an imposter who had turned a dozen plates, and she had different hands and eyes. Sometimes they couldn't do anything, and one of them sat side by side on the edge of the kang with a daughter in his arms, and sang a lullaby in a low voice, which often stopped because his pants were wet.

There is no nursery in the company, and the wife can no longer work. The family of four is supported by his salary of 37 yuan alone. His wife's milk was insufficient, and the two children were often hungry and crying. And milk powder is hard to come by. The company didn't have cows, so he had to go to another company eight miles away every day to buy milk. He couldn't let the roof leak rain, the walls ventilated, the kang hole blocked, the firewood not enough to burn, and the land he kept for himself barren. At the parties of various names, singing is still his duty.

The wife comforted their difficult little family with silent and wordless warmth.

It was then that his personality changed. He is no longer an introvert, he has become very fond of talking and laughing in front of his wife, playing poor, foreign-looking, learning to gag, and not playing a carefree, cheerful and cheerful optimist role very well. He even smeared the ashes on his face, turned over his leather jacket, pretended to be a big bear, jumped from the ground to the kang, and pounced from the kang to the ground. For what? To see the heartfelt smile on his wife's face, to see the innocent brilliance of the girlish past.

His wife was once amused by him to giggle, and then he didn't laugh no matter how he amused. At one point I cried.

"You...... How did you become like this!" his wife asked sadly, looking at him with teary eyes.

"I ...... I'm trying to amuse you......" he sneered about his motives.

"But I'm ...... I don't want to see you like this......"

"That'...... I...... Not again......"