People who live in the old capital know that the old Guanyin Temple was also called Guzi Nunnery, which was once full of incense and was a good place to seek children in the capital. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The architectural pattern of Guanyin Temple is very clear, and it is divided into east and west courtyards across Zixin Road. The west courtyard is on the west side of the road, is the main building of the temple, sits in the south and faces north, the four-story hall, is the place of worship and prayer. The east courtyard is on the east side of the road, and there is only one group of courtyards, sitting in the north and facing south, which is used for monks' houses and spirits. Originally, this was also common, but what is interesting is that the east and west courtyards of Kannon-in Temple are connected by a very unique architectural form, that is, the street building.

The street crossing building is not only open to cars and horses through the ticket hole below, but also for people to pass upstairs. Functionally speaking, it is very similar to the current overpass, which plays the role of three-dimensional traffic. In those days, when the nuns of the temple were doing things, they would walk away from the street building with the Sanskrit sound of the bell chime, which often made the people watching downstairs think about it. And there are statues of gods in the street building all the year round, and when people pass under the statues, it also plays the role of worshipping gods and suppressing evil spirits. In addition, on the birthday of the Buddha and the birthday of the Bodhisattvas, the nuns of the Guanyin Temple will also stand on the street building and give medicine to the pedestrians on the north and south sides. When the medicine is packed in a small basket and hung from the upper floor with a rope, the Buddha and the mundane world are connected by that thin rope.

The street crossing is structurally divided into two floors. The upper floor is a hanging mountain type building, with three views on the face, four purlins into the depth, ash tube tile roof, ridge ridge, and lattice windows between the columns. The lower layer of brick arch coupon hole, the lower shoulder is 10,000 pieces, there is a stone forehead in the middle above the door hole, the north denomination brick is engraved with "golden rope", the south denomination brick is engraved with "Jue'an", and the inscriptions are all "Daoguang ten years (1830)". Nowadays, this is actually the last remaining street building in the capital, and it is precisely because of this unique street crossing building that the zip code address of the east and west courtyards has been used the same, both called Furuli No. 2 Courtyard.

Hong Yanwu's family lived in the east courtyard of Guanyin Temple in 1954 after the old house was requisitioned by the Coal Market Street Street Office.

At that time, in order to accommodate the growing population, the government began to build terraced houses on a large scale in the surrounding areas of the city. In order to improve the living conditions of the poor people, another measure was to dispel superstition and stop religious activities, and at the same time, change the old temples into other types of buildings, so that they can play a more practical function.

Under these circumstances, almost all of the more than 1,000 Buddhist temples in the capital were confiscated and diverted for other purposes, turning them into housing, schools, institutions, nursery schools, and nursing homes. And the Guanyin Temple in Furuli has become a place where the people live with firewood, rice, oil and salt.

In fact, the east courtyard of Kannon-in Temple itself is a place for people to live, and to put it bluntly, it is the dormitory of the nuns in the past. The layout is three rooms in the north room, three rooms in the east and west wings, and four rooms in the inverted seats. If compared with the courtyard, except for the position of the courtyard gate in the middle and the absence of a shadow wall, everything else is the same. In this area, it can be regarded as a good house in good condition.

The first to move in were the Hong family and the Bian family. On a first-come, first-served basis, the three north rooms were divided between the two families. The Bian family has a small population, except for a north room to the west, and only occupies a west wing room to the north. And the Hong family, because they just moved in, still had a little bottom at home, and the furniture in the house was also large, in addition to the two north rooms, they also rented all three east wings. When the Ding family moved in again, they occupied the remaining two west wings and the inverted seat room on the west side. In the end, when the Su family moved in, there was no choice, only the last two inverted seats in the east with perennial darkness, cold winters and hot summers.

However, at this time, it was the period of "super-Britain catching up with the United States", and the Hong family was afraid of being accused of "disunity" or "backward thinking" because of the identity of industrialists and businessmen in the old society. Seeing that the Su family was dissatisfied with the cadres of the housing management office, Hong Yanwu's good old man was afraid at that time, and took the initiative to vacate an east wing room and "united" to settle the Su family.

From this moment on, the four families in the East Courtyard were officially gathered. The Bian family, the Ding family, the Su family and the Hong family began a life that lasted for decades, getting along day and night, and being neighbors to each other.

For more than ten years, the living area and conditions of the four families in the East Courtyard have not changed much. Until last year, the famous Tangshan earthquake occurred. The four families in the East Courtyard were called by the government to erect an earthquake-resistant shed for each family.

The houses were built very simply, with broken brick walls, low rooms, narrow windows, and a few pieces of black linoleum on the roof to protect from the rain, pressed with a few bricks. From a quality point of view, it's really not up to par. But after the earthquake, because there was no kitchen or vegetable cellar in the courtyard, no one was willing to demolish these temporary earthquake-resistant sheds, and everyone simply kept them for private use for convenience.

But at the same time, there is a bad point, that is, the original space in the yard has been occupied by the small houses built by each family, and the very convenient way to go in the past has naturally disappeared. Now, if the four families enter and leave the hospital, they can only take the only passage left on the west side of the courtyard gate.

The passage is narrow, wide enough for a man to push a bicycle on a one-way street, and if you meet someone again in the process, one party will have to back off. In addition, when building a small house, the original floor tiles in the courtyard were also damaged a lot, and the white soil was exposed in many places in the passage, and the potholes were pitted, which was very difficult to walk. In short, the entire terrain in the courtyard is like a maze array, and you have to twist and turn around and bump up and down to get in and out. Even if you run into a thief, you may not be able to escape if you steal something.

Fortunately, Hong Yanwu did not feel embarrassed, and he naturally understood these changes. So from the moment he stepped into the courtyard gate, he didn't turn at all, stepped on the seven-star step, turned around the Su family's kitchen and went straight to the west. This is much stronger than in his previous life, in his previous life, he worked outside for a few years after re-education through labor, and when he came back for the first time, he couldn't find his home in the hospital.

Bypassing the outermost Su family's small house and entering the territory of the Ding family, the first thing Hong Yanwu saw was the persimmons and potatoes hanging on the windowsill of the Ding family, and then the cabbage pile and the honeycomb coal pile under the root of the wall. Not to mention, in the cool season, there would be no such piles of cabbage and hill-like honeycomb coal. It feels like there's really a little bit of the taste of the capital, and a little bit of the smell of the hutongs.

Perhaps because his steps were too heavy, Hong Yanwu had just walked to the corner, and a woman's head poked out from the crack in the door of the west wing of the Ding family. Probably looking at Hong Yanwu's face, she completely opened the door of the house to stop him for interrogation.

"Where are you going?

This woman is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with loose braids, and she is also a handsome girl, but the shape of her mouth is very similar to that of a small pepper, and the corners of her eyes are raised, and she does not look good. Especially the arrogant and alert expression made Hong Yanwu very uncomfortable.

"I'm looking for someone. ”

"Looking for whom?"

"Find someone with the surname Hong. ”

"Is it the surname Hong?"

"Yes. ”

Hong Yanwu really didn't bother to say it, he didn't have much impression of this woman, and the time was too far away, so he really couldn't remember whether this was a guest or a relative of the Ding family.

At this time, a five or six-year-old girl came out of the crack in the door of Ding's house, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

Hong Yanwu can recognize this little girl, this is the little granddaughter of the Ding family. At this time, he seemed to remember a little, this woman seemed to be the mother of the little girl, the second daughter-in-law of the Ding family. Because the two members of the Ding family both work in the pastry factory in Tongxian County, they only occasionally come back to see their children. So he and this woman hadn't met at all.

A kind of kindness made Hong Yanwu squat down with a smile, and he also called out the girl's nickname. "Ling'er, you don't know me, I live here. ”

The little girl tilted her head to identify him, and after thinking about it for a long time with her big eyes, she recognized him, "Uncle Wuzi......"

Ling'er was the first acquaintance Hong Yanwu met when he came back from "wearing", and he was full of interest and wanted to tease the child a few more words. Unexpectedly, the woman seemed to be afraid that he would eat her own child, and desperately hid the child behind her.

Hong Yanwu, who was squatting on the ground, was extremely embarrassed, he thought he was very gentle, but people guarded him like a wolf.

The woman's next words were even more embarrassing. "You...... You are the third child of the Hong family who works hard?"

Hong Yanwu's smile disappeared and he stood up with a frown. "Yes. ”

The woman didn't know how to read her face, and still asked unceremoniously with straight eyebrows. "Well, why did I let you out? Didn't I sentence you to three years? Did you run out......

"Are you finished?" Hong Yanwu interrupted, his eyes revealing a fierce light.

The woman was startled, and without speaking, she pulled the child into the house with a "whoosh", and slammed the door again, followed by the sound of the door being slammed.

Hong Yanwu was almost blown up, and walked towards the courtyard with a cold face full of grievances. But immediately after, behind him came the voice of a woman teaching a child in the house.

"Who told you to ignore him? That's a labor prisoner, a bad person. ”

Ling'er's immature voice asked, "Mom, Uncle Wu Zi doesn't look like a bad person, did you always give me a household sticker (local language, referring to butterflies)?"

"Hey, you cowardly child, you still dare to talk to me? tell you, if you dare to ignore him, I will twist your legs......"

The woman undoubtedly used the most brutal education methods, and the scolding was mixed with Ling'er's crying.

This stinky who lacks heart!

Hong Yanwu's heart suddenly hurt, and he clenched his fists and wanted to scold the street, but his throat was blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

Hmph, his stinky thing is naturally unknown to everyone for a long time. These neighbors definitely don't talk about him a lot. He could imagine how they sighed and shook their heads on the surface, as if they cared for him and felt sorry for him. But in fact, no one will be happy for him to come back, they must be like this stinky behind their backs, wishing the government would shoot him. But so what? Lao Tzu doesn't care. Lao Tzu is back. Lao Tzu is still very happy. Lao Tzu has all beards and tails, no arms and no legs. Father......

With these messy thoughts in his mind, Hong Yanwu turned a corner, went around to the boundary of the Bian family, and finally cleared his ears.

Hong Yanwu has known these two big and stupid black locks on the door of the Bian family since he was born, and the kind old couple is not home at first glance. The retired Uncle Bian doesn't know what to do, but Aunt Bian is a member of the neighborhood committee and must still be busy working on the street. Aunt Bian's scope of authority is very large, she is in charge of the five categories of blacks, the military belongs to the five guarantee households, and she is also in charge of eliminating the four evils, sprinkling rat medicine, and catching the dead alive and dead, and the old lady worries about everything.

Under the eaves of the Bian family is another scene. There were no piles of honeycomb coal and cabbage, they were all housed. Because Uncle Bian likes to fiddle with flowers and plants the most, the windowsill of Bian's house is full of flower pots and crockpots. Don't see through it, it's all used to make up the soil, Uncle Bian's real treasure, but they all spend the winter in the house, and they will not be moved out of the house until the climate is suitable for everyone to enjoy. In addition, the lotus pot for fish farming is not easy to move, so it can only be left outside. A thin layer of ice has been formed, and the little goldfish inside don't know how many are still alive. Hong Yanwu is also very familiar with this object, and he peed into it a lot when he was a child.

The location of the water pipes and sewers in the whole courtyard is also here, facing the north door of the side house. Therefore, the Bian family built a small house in front of the north room nearby, and the small room inadvertently became a dividing line, separating the Hong family and the Bian family into two separate spaces. Bypassing this small house of the side family, it is Hong Yanwu's home.

At a glance, at the end of the passage leading to the door, a thick old jujube tree shook its broken branches and greeted him timidly.

The jujube tree is very ugly, the branches are bare and blown by the wind, there is no beauty at all, and it looks like a monster that has become a spirit. When the weather is warm, there is often a kind of insect that the children in the capital are most afraid of lurking on the branches - "foreign seeds". In fact, the scientific name of that thing is the green thorn moth, which is covered in stiff hairs and hideous colors, and if the hair touches the skin, it will immediately be red and swollen, painful and itchy, and people can't cry. However, Hong Yanwu has never disliked this old tree because of this, and he knows its benefits.

In spring, the tender green leaves will emerge from the branches, and the pale yellow jujube flowers will bloom in pieces, no matter morning or evening, the fragrance can float all the way to the outside of the courtyard, and there are often passers-by who sniff along with the smell.

In the summer, the tree will cover the whole yard, and as long as the sun is good, the yard will be sprinkled with flowers and shade. Every day for dinner, the whole family eats under the jujube tree, talking quietly, the father drinks, and the mother picks vegetables for the children.

Also, this old jujube tree is never watered or fertilized, but it is fruitful every autumn, year after year, never intermittently. As if it wanted to repay anyone, when the day came, the white flowers and red fruits were all over the branches, and the branches fell so that they could bend and touch the ground. According to my mother's words, the date looks like "garlic braids".

Hong Yanwu walked to the jujube tree and stopped, and could see that there was a large blurry scar more than a meter above the ground, that is, a horizontal trunk in the east direction had been sawn off. He couldn't help but caress the rough scar, and he had a kind of excitement like seeing his relatives in advance.

When he was a child, he played "Zhuyou'er" on the tree, kicked it to pick dates, and practiced "martial arts" on the tree. He remembers very well how naïve and naïve he used to take this tree as a "playmate" and the best "amusement park". In fact, it was precisely because of his naughtiness that the old jujube tree was innocently affected and was removed from this arm.

When he was seven years old, because of the light diet at home and his extreme desire for meat, he "thief" fell on the big yellow civet cat of Aunt Bian's house. At that time, he stepped on the stool, hugged the horizontal branch and hung it, and climbed the tree like a snake. Not surprisingly, he used the wire under the harness to easily put on the hapless cat. Although the big yellow civet cat flashed green eyes and snored at him, as fierce as a tiger, he was inevitably hung on a tree by him, a "tiger hero", and skinned by disembowelment. After getting off the tree, he set up branches and played jujube barbecue without a teacher. Unexpectedly, the smell of fragrant meat beckoned all the people in the courtyard to come out to see. As a result, Aunt Bian, who has always been good-tempered, was anxious when she saw the "tiger skin", and she blocked the door of Hong's house unprecedentedly, and made trouble for a day. And the father, who never hit the child, beat him for the first time because of this incident and smashed his ass with a strip.

After being beaten, he thought that this matter would be over, but later he realized that the retribution for doing this immoral thing was far from over.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the same year, he saw that his sister was hungry for half-ripe dates with heavy branches, so he volunteered to step on the horizontal branch and climb the tree to pick dates for his sister. But in the applause of his sister, he had just filled half a pocket of dates with a hurdle vest, and the second brother ran to his father and called him at home, telling him and his sister to go quickly. He thought that his father had known about some naughty trick, and he slipped down the trunk of the tree in a hurry. As a result, his chest and stomach were scratched by the rough bark of the jujube tree.

My sister was so frightened by the blood in his stomach that her face turned white, and the second brother was also on the spot. Probably because he felt that he had nothing to do with this matter, and he should be responsible for his miserable stomach, the second brother secretly went to the pharmacy and bought a bottle of 202 (in the past, the commonly used external medicines, in addition to iodine wine and gentian violet, only red potion. Two hundred and two is red potion, the scientific name is red mercury. It's called two hundred and two, and that's because it took two hundred and twenty trials to succeed. Come back. But after his sister helped him wipe the red potion, his stomach was more like he had been disemboweled, and he only felt strange, frightened, and intolerable. Now he didn't even dare to wear clothes, and he dyed them as soon as he wore them. In the end, I had to stand outside alone with an inexplicable red belly, and I didn't dare to enter the house at all.

When my father came out of the house impatiently, he was immediately startled when he found his miserable red belly. After finding out what had happened, in view of the fact that he had played too many tricks on the tree, he was afraid that he would fall from the tree one day, and his father sawed off the horizontal branch that he used to borrow from without saying a word.

At this time, he learned that his father did not ask him to go, not to have any new "criminal evidence" against him, but to share moon cakes with the children in the family. This inevitably made him depressed, and complained about the second brother.

The past is still yesterday, thinking of the red belly of the year, Hong Yanwu's eyes stretched far away in an instant.

Bypassing the jujube tree, I finally entered the confines of my home. At first glance, Hong Yanwu saw two half-sized chicks, giggling in front of the kitchen pecking.

The Hong family's small house is an upside-down room, and there are piles of cabbage with dry skin under the west wall of the small house. Because I was afraid of being pecked by chickens, there was a broken felt on the pile of cabbage one by one. The small landlord has a linoleum shed on the side, and the neat stacks of honeycomb coal under the shack are quite majestic. In addition, there are a few braids of purple garlic hanging next to the door frame of the small house, and under the garlic braid there is a clay basket for garbage, on top of which is a half-rusted black iron dustpan, and next to it is a broken broom that is about to sweep away the bald seedlings.

Walk to the front of the small house and look to the left, it is two north, two east and four main houses. There were four jars of pickles on the windowsills of the two east rooms, but the doors were locked. Only the North Room's parents' room had no padlock, and white gas was still billowing from the chimney. Hong Yanwu could smell it now standing in the courtyard, and from that room, a strong smell of Chinese herbs was emanating from it.

Yes, home, after more than thirty years of going around in a big circle, finally back. The scene before us speaks for itself, it is a miracle that millions of people have longed for but have never been able to find.

The familiar scene seemed to be summoning, as if urging, Hong Yanwu walked to the door of his parents' room in a few steps. But just as his hand touched the door of the house that had been opened countless times, he suddenly felt a sour in his heart, and instead suffered from gains and losses.

Behind the door is the traces of his growth, but also the imprint in his heart, and now as soon as he opens the door, he can see the relatives who make him think about it again.

But the question is...... Will fellow relatives be happy to see him?

Mother and sister must be happy without asking. What about the eldest brother and sister-in-law?

Although they have always had great opinions about themselves, their mother must have persuaded them not to be difficult for themselves. The second brother is still in the queue in Shanxi, and his nephew is not yet an adult, so he doesn't have to worry about this.

The most important thing is the father. Will the father forgive himself?

Hong Yanwu remembered the moment when he was arrested in front of his father, and he shouted "I don't have a father". Although he didn't see it, he could imagine his father's final departure.

The father who was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him down, and the father who was faltering, must have looked at the mouth of the alley for a long time before turning around and leaving. Father's eyes must be the same as his broken heart, empty and distant.

His heart was in turmoil, and his hands trembled. There is panic in the chaos, and there is a tearing pain in the palpitations.

People will always hurt those who love them, but often they will hurt themselves.

In a trance, Hong Yanwu seemed to see the door opened, and all his relatives were standing in the room, all looking at him expressionlessly.

His body froze, and his soul was out of its shell.