Silent snowy night Zhang Baotong 2016.5.20

More than 20 years ago, there was the biggest snow in Xiangbei in many years. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info heavy snow began to fall in the afternoon, and began to be silky and misty, but it didn't take long for it to fall like pear blossoms in the sky. The cold winter earth was covered with a thick layer of silver felt.

After having dinner and drinking some wine from Chunsheng's house on the side of the commune's tea field, I was going to Liang Bin's house of the Qingping Brigade more than ten miles away. I was going to stay at his house for the night, and the next morning I went to the house of Xiao Furong, where I had my first love, to see how she was doing all these years. I was about thirty-six or seventeen years old at the time, and after graduating from university, I was proud and had a successful career. Therefore, this revisit to the old place feels a little bit like returning home.

When I went out of Chunsheng's house, it was already dark, and Chunsheng and his wife asked me to leave tomorrow morning. However, I still insisted on walking, and wanted to walk on a snowy night, because I hadn't seen such a heavy snow in years. As soon as I went out, I didn't walk for long, and I came to the edge of the commune tea field. However, there is no commune anymore, and the house where we used to live has become very lost and strange in the snowy night. I walked along a strategic highway towards Kiyopyeong. There are almost no cars on this road, and there is a sense of abandonment, but because it is covered in thick snow, it is impossible to see that it is a road, so I can only refer to the tea trees on both sides of the road and walk forward.

Walking up a high slope, a small road forks off the road and leads to Qingping. Standing on the high slope, looking down the slope, there are pine forests, patches of lights, and further down is the valley of the flat river. But on a snowy night, all of it was pure white snow. I braved the cold wind, stepped on the snow, and walked through the mountains and pine forests. The mountains are dense and snowy, and the silence is silent, which makes people feel dreamy. I can't help but think of the Tang dynasty Liu Changqing's poem "The mountains are far away at dusk, and the white houses are poor in the cold weather." Chaimen smells the dog barking, and returns to the people on a snowy night". I think this snowy night allows me to appreciate the artistic conception of this poem the most.

As I walked to the edge of the village down the slope, the creaking sound of my feet on the snow caused several dogs to bark at me. I walked along the path at the edge of the village towards the mountain valley, which was flat and stretched for several kilometers in depth. From a distance, it looks like a spacious snowfield. I've never seen such a large expanse of flat snow in its entirety. The snow was white and flawless, smooth and soft, without even a single footprint. I was amazed and rejoiced, feeling like I was walking in the cleanest and most wonderful night dream in the world.

I walked through the mountains and valleys and came to the bridge by the Luo River. After crossing the bridge, we walked along the embankment towards the lower reaches of the Luo River. I walked for about half an hour, but I didn't see the Qingping I remembered. At this time, I looked at my watch, and it was already eleven o'clock. I wondered if Qingping was still ahead, so I continued to walk forward, and after about half an hour, I still didn't see Qingping. I wondered if I was on the wrong track. Because in my impression, Qingping is only less than half an hour's journey from Luojiang Bridge at most. And I've been walking for almost an hour. I thought I must have walked through, and there were no villages or homes by the river. So, I walked back again, and walked back for half an hour, but I still didn't see Qingping.

Not far from the river, I saw the lights of a house in the village still lit up in the snowy night. I decided to go there and ask. After all, I have been away from this place for more than 20 years, and the impression in my memory has not been wrong? I went down the embankment, stepped on the deep snow on the path, came to a house, and knocked on the door.

A woman in the house asked me who I was. I said that I was an educated youth who used to cut the queue here, and I got lost. The woman opened the door, saw that I was from the city, and had no ill intentions, and felt that I had not lied to her, so she let me in. I said that I was an educated youth in Qingping, and I wanted to go to Qingping to visit Xiao Furong Rong's sister. The woman smiled and said I was on the wrong path, Qingping was on the other side of the Luo River. At this time, I laughed at myself and told the woman that I had drunk some wine at night, and when I walked to the Luojiang bridge, I should not have crossed the river, because my mind was not clear, so I crossed the river from the bridge. In order to convince the woman that I had indeed come to visit the deceased, I talked about Xiao Furong, who turned out to be the broadcaster of Qingping's brigade, and people should know her. But the woman said she didn't know. I also talked about the past brigade secretary and some public figures. But she still shook her head, saying that she was married from outside and was not familiar with people in the past.

I'm leaving, and I'm going to go around the Luojiang Bridge again. However, when the woman saw that I had not dressed enough, and shivered with cold, she told me that it was twelve o'clock in the evening, and that the snow was falling so heavily, that I should stay here for a while and leave again tomorrow morning. When I left Chunsheng's house, I thought that I would be able to walk to Liang Bin's house in only one or two hours, but I didn't expect that walking on a snowy night would not be as fast as usual, and besides, I was going the wrong way again. If I go around the Luojiang Bridge and walk to Liang Bin's house now, I'm afraid it will be one o'clock in the middle of the night. Moreover, I really couldn't stand the cold, and if I didn't do it, I would catch a cold. So, listen to the woman who offered to keep me. I quickly thanked him.

The woman brought me hot water, washed my face and burned my feet. That's when I saw the woman clearly. The woman is in her early thirties, thin and tall, and her appearance is also delicate, and she speaks softly and softly, which makes people feel a warm and intimate feeling. By the time I had burned my feet, the woman had already laid out the futon for me in the guest room. I took off my coat and got under the covers. The warm feeling quickly put me into a dream.

However, at some point, the woman lifted my quilt and got into my quilt at once. I woke up and was startled, and I thought this woman was so bold. Before I could speak, she hugged me tightly and asked me if I was cold. I know what the woman meant, but I'm afraid that if something happens to us, it will easily cause a bad influence on her. Because the fact that a grown man spending the night at a woman's house is itself a big risk to her reputation, I don't want to let that risk increase. So, I said that I was not cold, but I had a fever and a terrible headache. She touched my forehead with her hand and asked if she had a cold. I said yes. She hugged me like a mother loves her child, and then she left.

The next morning, I wanted to leave the woman's house early, so as not to let others see me. But the woman had already cooked the meal, and she had to let me eat it before leaving. I ate in a hurry. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the woman's five-year-old son sitting at the table crying and shouting that his teeth hurt a lot. I asked the woman why she didn't show her child. The woman said that the child had a toothache for several days, and she didn't bother to take him to the health center because she was busy. In fact, I know that women are not afraid of spending money because they don't have time. So, I put a hundred yuan in the woman's hand and said, you go and show the child, don't let the child hurt like this. The woman didn't want it, but I just shoved it into her hand. So the woman took me by the hand and told me not to leave, but to stay at her house for a few days before leaving. But I couldn't, because I was a strange man living in a woman's house, and what would people think of her when they saw her? When she heard me say this, she let go of her hand and sent me out of the house.

After the snow stopped, the sun was very bright, shining on the land of Xiangbei, making people feel that it was so beautiful and lovely. (To be continued.) )