Chapter 175: Tangshan's Memory
Tangshan is no longer what it used to be. Maybe Chen Tiange doesn't have any memories of his early years at all, but he doesn't have a sense of familiarity.
The neat and modern buildings have nothing to do with the hutong courtyard that Master told him about.
After leaving Taiyuan, Chen Tiange did not go to Cangzhou and Baoding nearby, and did not even stop in Tianjin. Instead, he traveled many times and came to Tangshan first.
Master said that he was from Tangshan, and he seemed to have the impression that he was from Tangshan. But he has no memory of Tangshan, not at all.
The master said that in order to save him, his parents used their bodies to prop up a space. He wasn't impressed.
All of Chen Tiange's memories before the earthquake are gone.
Even so, he still came to Tangshan first, not just because the master said that he was from Tangshan. is even more because his master and second uncle and third uncle are from Tangshan.
No matter whether you find the second uncle or the third uncle, you always have to have a general path and direction. He thought about following the path his master had taken once. Whether it succeeds or not, it can be regarded as seeking peace of mind.
It is undeniable that Master is right. He didn't remember the architecture of the city, but the words after he spoke gave him a sense of intimacy, intimacy for no reason.
This is not the specious Tangshan dialect of the master and the uncle, but the pure and authentic Tangshan dialect. When Chen Tiange heard the first sound, he suddenly knew it, and when he opened his mouth at this time, no one would think that he was a foreigner.
People scattered in the Great Earthquake Memorial Hall.
Chen Tiange did not let go of any pictures, nor did he miss any annotations.
From the emotion when he saw the People's Liberation Army to the compassion of the ruin-like scene, Chen Tiange seemed to be integrated into the scene at that time. Moving step by step, it seems that time has been reversed, and it has returned to the past.
The old Tangshan was shown by the pictures on the wall, but Chen Tiange's mind turned over frame after frame of pictures.
"Zaoying Hutong!"
Chen Tiange's head was as if he had been hit by a hammer, and it hurt very much.
Chen Tiange squatted on the ground, cold sweat broke out, and tears overflowed. He remembered it, remembered his father's vague but real face, and wanted to go to his happy and happy childhood.
"Father, mother, my son is alive! It is you who have given your son the space to survive with your life, and your son will be the continuation of your life. Daddy, Mom. See, my son has grown up!" Chen Tiange kept his mouth closed, but he could hear himself in his mind.
"Young man, not feeling well?"
"It's okay, thank you, uncle. ”
"It's all in the past. Don't think about it, it's useless to think about it. Live well, don't let down the benefactors who saved us Tangshan. ”
"Thanks... I'll remember!"
"Look, you shouldn't remember your age very clearly, right?
“… The family is gone......! In order to save me, I was rescued by someone by holding up a space. I...... I haven't been back for more than ten years. ”
"Come back and see. Don't worry too much, the ones that are gone are gone. Repay the benefactor who raised you. People have to understand gratitude. ”
"Gone too. Specifically told me to come back and see. ”
"Alas...... where is the original home?" The old man also sat directly on the ground next to Chen Tiange. The face is full of wrinkles, revealing a deep sadness.
"Zaoying Hutong. ”
"Yes. It's all old-fashioned houses, they're all collapsing, they're all collapsing!"
"Uncle, ...... in your family"
"It's gone, it's gone. Just one bad old man left. I don't have any relatives, it's all the 'government' that is supporting me. Can...... I miss them!"
"Uncle ......"
"It's fine. When I think about it, I will come here to look at my house, think about my children and grandchildren playing in front of and behind the house, think about ...... It always works. Felt... I just feel like they've been with me all the time. ”
In the afternoon, Chen Tiange chatted with the uncle. Listen to the uncle talk about the Tangshan of the past, the Tangshan that experienced pain, and the new Tangshan after the reconstruction.
Uncle is a witness of Tangshan, and his understanding of Tangshan is not comparable to that of a passer-by like Master. And Chen Tiange is a Tangshan man who doesn't live in Tangshan, and he needs such a narration from the uncle.
Neither of them asked for each other's names, and they both had a common name: Survivor.
They recalled the former Tangshan, the Tangshan of grief and calamity, and at the same time thanked Tangshan for its salvation and comforted the new life of Tangshan.
After separating from the uncle, Chen Tiange went directly to the guest house to stay. He slept soundly that night.
In his sleep, he saw his father and mother thanking Master for raising him. In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to Zaoying Hutong, and was accompanying his father and master in his small courtyard, drinking tea and gossiping.
In his sleep, he could clearly see the appearance of his father, clearly feel his father's emotions, and feel the gentleness of his mother's caressing of his head.
When he woke up in the morning, Chen Tiange's pillow towel was "damp", but his mood was relaxed. I can also feel a kind of rebirth of light.
For so many years, he has never had a trace of Tangshan, not that he didn't have it, but he didn't dare to open it to touch it, that was his fear.
Zaoying Hutong is gone. On the original site of Zaoying Hutong, there are already neat and uniform buildings.
Chen Tiange knew that he would not and could not find traces of the past, but he still wanted to come and see.
The breakfast stalls on the roadside, the people coming in and out, the children playing and the students in a hurry, are peaceful and warm.
Like an aborigine, Chen Tiange asked for a bowl of wontons and three baked cakes at the breakfast stall. Listen to the familiar and unfamiliar, intimate and thick Tangshan sound. He feels like a Tangshan man.
Tangshan Antique Market
Chen Tiange is like a local hanging out on the weekend, "" a pure Tangshan dialect, casually talking to the vendors on the stalls. Not for Taobao, not for leakage, but for the simple taste of being a Tangshan person.
"Palm... Cabinet, do you have a Feng Jinfei here?" Chen Tiange didn't expect that the auspicious treasure in the master's mouth was still there.
When he looked up and saw the sign, he suddenly felt a little nervous and a little excited. I didn't expect him to fulfill Master's last wish at the first stop.
"Feng Jinfei, Xiao Liu, there's a newcomer in our store?"
"Nope. I've never heard of that name. ”
"Young man, is there something wrong? Isn't there someone deceiving people in the name of our shop? This has nothing to do with our shop. Lad, was tricked into looking for the police. Maybe it's the wild way there. ”
"No, shopkeeper. Did you have this shop before liberation?"
"Yes. We are a century-old shop. ”
"The person I asked was from your store before the liberation, strictly speaking during the period of the Republic of China before the fall of the People's Republic of China. He should be about 70 years old. ”
"Wait...... What do you say his name is?" At this time, an old man walked out of the back hall, and he must be at least seventy or eighty years old. trembling, still on crutches in his hands.
"Feng Jinfei. ”
"Yes, yes, yes, that's the second shopkeeper of our store. ”
"This is the owner. ”
"Hello uncle. Have you ever seen Shopkeeper Feng later?"
"No! Actually, my family was very good to Feng Er's shopkeeper at the beginning. Who knew that he left quietly before the Japanese came. At the beginning, my father was going to marry his little sister to him, but he was still young at that time, and he left before he could mention it. Alas...... Feng Er's shopkeeper's craftsmanship is quite good, and he can judge jade from afar......"
Chen Tiange spent another afternoon. Sipping tea, listen to the old boss tell the story of his second uncle Niu Breaking the jade.
Very good