One day in March 1971, in the ward of Wuxian County People's Hospital, there was a heart-rending cry: "Shan Yanzi, my precious son, wake up!" ”

The highly respected old doctor Wang shook his head at the serious man in the tunic next to him: "Director Wu, let's prepare for the future." ”

Hearing this, the woman cried even more sadly: "Mountain boy, what are you doing in the river on such a cold day?" My son, my mother will never beat you again, she will never scold you again, come back. ”

The men and women next to them were sobbing, comforting the young woman.

The man in the tunic looked out the window, holding the window frame with his hand, and tears flowed silently. "Ahem, ahem, ahem!" The little boy in bed coughed violently.

"Wake up, wake up, my son is awake!" Young woman hugging her child and kissing wildly.

"Hill!" The men and women next to him shouted in unison.

Zhongshan turned his head stiffly, and he didn't have time to wipe the tears on his face. "I'll see, I'll see!"

Dr. Wang couldn't believe it and began to cut his pulse: "The child has a pulse, and it is getting stronger and stronger!" ”

The little boy slowly opened his eyes, and the white walls and ceilings were filled with a group of strange people dangling in front of him. "Who are you? Where am I? ”

"Son, you are my son of the mountain." Young woman cries with her child in her arms.

Mountain Boy? What a distant appellation. In Wuxian, perhaps the reason for the relocation of Huguang is that the name is similar to that over there. Boys and girls have a nickname after their nicknames to show intimacy.

Dr. Wang took off his glasses and wiped them vigorously. He put his finger in front of the boy's eyes and said, "What is this?" ”

"Fingers!"

"How many?"

"One!"

"A miracle in medicine, it turns out that someone really faked his death!" Doctor Wang muttered.

"Wushan, don't be naughty in the future!" The man in the tunic tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Look at your mother." ”

Wushan? Yes, I'm Wushan!

The thought struck, and he tilted his head and fainted. The family was dumbfounded and shocked.

Dr. Wang pinched his pulse: "The pulse is stable, and when I wake up, there will be no trouble." ”

Wushan had a long dream.

Wu County, located at the junction of Sichuan, Shaanxi and Hubei provinces, is a small marginal county in the Yixian region of Bashu Province. Daba Mountain, Wushan Mountain, and Shennongjia meet here. For more than 300 years, people who migrated here from Hangang and Xianggang provinces have taken root here.

The surname Wu is the big surname here. The second master of Wu is the only one in the history of Wu County. In the following 100 years, the Wu family also became the first family in Wu County. Therefore, according to the old legend, in the census during the Kangxi period, the name of the county was named after the Wu family.

Wu Shan was born in a remote mountain village in Wu County, and his father was imprisoned for opposing the current situation during a special period. The burden of the family falls on the mother's shoulders.

As the saying goes, the children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and the young Wushan learned the truth that he must take care of his mother and sister. The immature shoulders began to dive. Every day when I come home from school, I beat pigweed, chop pigweed, and feed the pigs.

Writing the formula on the flat pole and hoe, Wushan began his difficult path to study.

After the special period, my father was released. His family situation improved slightly, and he studied harder.

In the countryside, there are only two ways to jump out of the farm: going to school and joining the army.

Wu Shan was admitted to university and became the first college student in the village.

At that time, when college students were needed everywhere, he was assigned to work in the agency. In his bones, he was an angry young man who couldn't get used to some phenomena in officialdom and resigned.

After continuous fighting in the shopping mall, Wushan moved to the black province and was a successful entrepreneur.

In March, the south of the Yangtze River is filled with the breath of spring. And in Bingcheng, the capital of Hei Province, it is still as cold as ever.

On weekend mornings, Wu Shan had breakfast at home and went for a walk by the river. On the Songhua River, there is a thick layer of ice everywhere. The world-famous ice sculpture is carved by lifting the ice from the river with a crane. It was soon frozen again, but it was much thinner than elsewhere.

People in thick winter coats, stepping on skates, play on the river.

"Someone, help, someone has fallen into the water!"

Wu Shan was startled, and then quickly ran to the place of the accident. There were several young men and women, looking at the ice cave in horror.

Wu Shan undressed as he ran, pushed away the crowd, and jumped into the biting river. Wushan, who grew up on the side of a tributary of the Yangtze River, has cultivated a good water character and can open his eyes in the water.

In winter, the river flows very slowly. Wu Shan shuddered, took a breath in the small gap between the water and the ice, and went into the water to look around. Not far ahead, a vague figure floated and fell.

The cold water numbed his body, and he swam over with great difficulty, grabbing one of his legs. It was a young girl who had fallen into a coma. The hat rushed to where it went, and its long hair was scattered in the water like aquatic plants with teeth and claws.

Wu Shan took the girl's arm and swam a little in the direction of the hole. His limbs were becoming less and less obedient, and his head was groggy. His nostrils were pressed against the ice, and he struggled to keep the girl's nostrils out of the water. "Nan Nan!" He exclaimed, and then smiled bitterly, his wife was still at home, and the girl in front of him just looked like his wife when she was young.

Closer, closer, the ice cave is close at hand. Wu Shan used up his last bit of strength, trembling and pushing the girl over. I heard only a cheer, and I couldn't hear anything more.

As soon as the picture turned, this was a warm family. His father, Wu Lixing, is the director of the county revolutionary committee and the secretary of the county party committee; Her mother, Ruan Xiuyuan, worked in the Women's Federation; His son Wushan is a primary school student, and the family of three is happy.

The grandparents are still alive and well, and they have four children under their knees. Father Wu Lixing is the eldest, and the eldest father (Wu County is called an aunt and uncle younger than his father, which will not be explained later) Wu Licui and uncle Zhang Dechun are both employees of the library, and there is a little cousin who has just been born. The second father, Wu Libi, is the backbone of the county art troupe. Daddy Wu Liquan, working in the county convoy.

Grandpa has a lot of complaints about the special period, and his father is a staunch supporter of Taizu, and the father and son have a fierce dispute over this layer. But Wushan, as the only grandson of the old Wu family, received endless love.

However, Xiao Wushan is very naughty, and he does a lot of ponytails at school. I often take a group of friends to climb trees and dig birds' nests.

On a March day, on a whim, I went to touch crabs in the Daning River. My foot slipped and I fell into deep water. Even in the dry season, the deep water is four or five meters deep, and the opening scene occurs.

Waking up again, Wushan fell into a long silence.

He knew that he had been reborn and could never go back. Beloved wife, farewell, precious son, farewell.

The family found that after falling into the water, the child was sensible. No more naughty mischief, reading books at home all day long.

Wushan in his previous life, he liked to read books and was a standard otaku. As long as there are books to read at home, they don't go anywhere.

His father, Wu Lixing, did not do evil like other directors of the Revolutionary Committee. During the movement, all the books of the four old plagiarists were not destroyed and were collected. Grandpa's house is a big quadrangle, not far from his own house. More than 80 percent of the precious books confiscated in the county are here.

A lot of them are traditional Chinese characters, and they are bound in threads. But for Wushan, who was born in the liberal arts in another time and space, it is not a problem.

He said that he didn't want to go to school anymore, and he couldn't learn anything by reading Taizu's quotations every day in school. The parents checked it and found that their son's knowledge level was much better than that of high school students, so they no longer demanded it.

Since then, Wushan's daily life trajectory is to read books and write something in traditional characters.

Of course, he also goes out and about from time to time. At this time, China's environment was not damaged. The sky is blue, and the water is clear.

In the meantime, Wushan returned to his birthplace in another time and space. Every grass and tree is so familiar. There are many familiar faces in the village, but there is no information about themselves. Parents and other relatives in previous lives did not even exist.

Stand on the familiar pass, step by step. Let's just think it's a beautiful dream.

My father's work is to hold meetings and meetings every day, and the nature of my mother's work is similar, and the two of them are busy.

On my mother's side, there are no relatives, only the elderly grandmother is still alive. The old lady is a very stubborn person and doesn't want to cause trouble for her granddaughter. In the past, Wushan didn't like to be with Grandma Tai, because her old man always told an old story of An An sending rice over and over again. The current Wushan is naturally different, and every time I listen to the old man's story attentively, I coax my grandmother to smile.

With the deepening of the special period, his father Wu Lixing, a staunch supporter of Taizu, gradually fell silent, and the relationship with his grandfather eased slightly. At least, the scene in the memory of the two men fighting over red faces never appeared again.

The grandparents are retired at home, and Wushan's food is naturally solved here. It should be said that a whole family eats here. Wu Shan never remembered whether he had a fire in his home. Grandfather Wu Tianming was a student at Beijing University during the May Fourth period. It's a pity that my grandfather was critically ill and dropped out of school.

Once, Wu Shan asked curiously: "Grandpa, Taizu used to be a librarian at Beijing University, have you seen it?" ”

The grandfather, who was talking about it, no longer made a sound, but just smoked the cigarette pouch more than three feet long.

Grandma Yang Tianxiu was the third lady of a large salt merchant in the salt field of the second district before the liberation. Since she was a child, her family began to bind her feet in order to let her climb to a high house. Small feet of about three inches, walking and limping.

Grandma's cooking was a must. In the age of material scarcity, there are too few things that can be bought. But at my grandfather's house, there were nearly thirty kinds of pickles alone, and there were three or four pickle plates on each table.

Occasionally, the main house from all over the country will bring in pure game. Hare, muntjac, and once a boar.

In this era, the dining table of the first house in Wu County is definitely the most sumptuous in the county, and there is no one.

The county seat of Wuxian is not big. It is a small hill town, built next to the river. The Daning River and the Baiyang River meet here, flow through the Little Three Gorges, and flow into the Yangtze River.

Every morning, on the ring road, a small figure is running, rain or shine. Gradually, some people knew that the figure was the son of Director Wu's family. As a result, the number of people jogging in the morning continues to increase. Maybe it's to get close to Wushan, so as to curry favor with the first person in Wuxian County. Maybe everyone has gradually liked exercising and is happy to do it.

Some people even said: "The son of Director Wu's family is a genius who knows astronomy and geography." ”

Wushan has already determined the path he wants to take.