Lizhuang Town.

A kilometre from the center of the town is Shangba Village, which is full of bamboo forests, and dozens of families live deep in them. Liang Sicheng and Lin Hui are known as the "Moon Field" by the locals because of the place where they live, and the name has nothing to do with romantic poetry, but only that there is a paddy field there that looks like the shape of the moon.

Mo Zongjiang, a future architectural historian and assistant and student of Liang Sicheng, a member of the Construction Society, washed up early and came to the office to help his teacher, Liang Sicheng, sort out the materials.

Luo Zhewen, a future paleographer and director of the Chinese Institute of Cultural Relics, had just turned 16 at this time, and he was still childish. He walked into the courtyard and saw Liang Sicheng's son Liang Congjie and Liu Dunzhen's son Liu Xujie playing marbles, and immediately smiled: "I'll join one." ”

"Brother President, come and help me beat him!" Liang Congjie hurriedly said.

So, Luo Zhewen lay on the ground and played marbles with the two little children in a matter-of-fact manner.

The future architect Lu Cheng was only 22 years old at this time, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this situation, so he went back to his room and wrote a limerick poem and pasted it on the camphor tree in the courtyard: "Playing beads in the morning, playing beads in the evening, and playing beads every day without reading." ”

In the next few years, there will be various notes on the camphor tree.

For example, Ye Zhongji, a future architect, always hoped that he would grow fatter because of his thin body, so he laughed at himself in a note: "Sell the old man and not lose half a box." ”

Liang Sicheng's daughter Liang Zaibing often catches a cold and is sick, and she sticks a note on the tree in the same way: "Betraying the cold and flu." ”

At this moment, Liang Zaibing hung on the tree like a little monkey, lying on the branches of the tree and watching his younger brother below play marbles.

Not only does Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin's family live here, but all the members of the Construction Society also live here. The dormitory area per person is less than 5 square meters, and in addition to a small bed, there is barely enough to place a desk. The camphor tree in the yard is also their training facility, and Liang Sicheng has to take the students to climb the tree every day, which is to climb the beam and go to the house when practicing the construction inspection.

"President Luo, stop playing marbles, come in and help!" Lu Cheng shouted as he stood under the eaves.

Luo Zhewen stood up and patted the dust on his knees, threw away the marbles and said, "Don't call me President Luo, my name is Luo Zhewen." ”

"Okay, President Luo." Lu Cheng laughed.

Luo Zhewen rolled his eyes and trotted towards the office, as if he didn't want to talk to Lu Cheng anymore.

Luo Zhewen is a new disciple of Liang Sicheng in Yibin, formerly known as Luo Zifu, and became Roosevelt when he pronounced Sichuan dialect quickly, so he had the nickname of "president". He was very unhappy about this, so Liang Sicheng renamed him Luo Zhewen.

"Little monkeys, come and help!" Jin Yuelin came out with a hoe, and he wanted to dig an earthworm pond in the corner of the yard to raise chickens.

Jin Yuelin is still teaching at Southwest Associated University, and I heard that Lin Hui rushed to visit because of illness, and he will go back after a while, and he will only come back during the winter and summer vacations.

Several children immediately went over to help, don't look at Liang Zaibing is a girl, she slid down from the tree, and her skills were extremely athletic.

Jin Yuelin commanded: "Go catch earthworms for me, the more the better, don't go far, and don't play in the paddy fields." ”

The children immediately took the lead, laughing as if playing a game.

Lin Huiyin was helped by her mother to the courtyard, her face was pale, her face was haggard, and she had long lost her modern and graceful temperament.

Jin Yuelin put down the hoe and asked with concern, "Are there any better?" ”

"Much better." Lin Huiyin said.

Lin Hui came to Lizhuang all the way at the end of last year, and he was already weak and tired, and he encountered locals burning straw compost, which caused a recurrence of lung disease due to sucking too much plant ash. In the past few months, her illness has been good and bad, sometimes the high fever has not gone away for more than half a month, and it has been slightly better and more serious, all without medicine.

Jin Yuelin felt uncomfortable when he saw Lin Huiyin's weak appearance, and said, "I'll go to the town to buy a chicken and stew chicken soup today." ”

Lin Huiyin hurriedly stopped: "No need." You don't have any money, don't use up all the money to get back to Kunming. ”

"Don't worry, I've got the money." Jin Yuelin smiled and walked to the town.

Looking at Jin Yuelin's distant back, Lin Huiyin could only sigh.

She has been through too much in the past few years, and the most dangerous time almost killed her whole family. At that time, a bomb fell outside the house, Lin Huiyin and Liang Sicheng rushed out with a child in their arms, and as soon as they ran to the door, a bomb fell into the house, and the air wave of the explosion lifted them away. The last bomb fell not far from the vicinity, and she and Liang Sicheng waited for the child to die, but fortunately the bomb did not explode.

Lin Huiyin even learned needlework from her mother, and she made the children's cloth shoes. In Liang Sicheng's original words: "Under the vegetable oil lamp, making children's cloth shoes, buying and cooking cheap coarse food, we live the life of our parents, but we are doing modern work." ”

Jin Yuelin walked to the town in a long shirt, but unfortunately today was not the day of the market, and he didn't see any chickens being sold around the city.

In desperation, Jin Yuelin had no choice but to knock on the door of a family casually, and opened his mouth to ask: "Do you sell chickens?" ”

The other party felt inexplicable and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I ...... I'm ......" Jin Yuelin suddenly forgot his name again, and replied with an idea, "I'm a professor at Tongji University and want to buy a chicken." ”

The other party couldn't cry and laughed, and said: "My family only has two egg-laying hens, and they are not sold." Also, don't sell chickens in the town, go to the farmer's house in the village and ask. ”

Jin Yuelin immediately reacted, the residents of this town were afraid that they didn't raise chickens much, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for your advice, you are so smart!" ”

It wasn't until Jin Yuelin walked to the end of the alley that the man said to himself, "This person is a fool." ”

Jin Yuelin, who wanted to return to the village, suddenly found that he was lost, although there were not many lanes in the town, it was like a labyrinth. As he walked, he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him: "Cannibalism, cannibalism, Xiajiang cannibalism!" ”

"Xiajiang people" is the name of the people in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in Sichuan, and sometimes it also refers to outsiders, anyway, the scholars, teachers and students who moved to Lizhuang are called Xiajiang people.

"What's going on?"

"Where are you eating people?"

"Inside the ancestral hall, it's so scary, the teacher there takes the student baby to eat people!"

"Make no mistake."

"Make no mistake, my stomach is opened, and my heart and lungs are taken out and put up, I'm afraid I have to cook heart and lung soup to eat."

"The turtle son of dog x, these Xiajiang people are good or bad, they actually came to our Li Zhuang to eat people. Hurry up, buddy, pick up the flat pole and come with me! ”

"Report to the official, go and report to the official."

“……”

The Patriarch's Hall is the temporary site of the Tongji University School of Medicine, Jin Yuelin followed curiously to look at it, and when he arrived at the enemy, he found that the Patriarch's Hall was already surrounded by local people. The teachers and students of the medical school were caught by the crowd and surrounded by the crowd, and the evidence of their "cannibalism" was brought out - only to see that the corpses had been torn open chests, which frightened some timid locals to retreat again and again.

In the excitement of the crowd, a middle-aged man in a white coat hurriedly explained: "Don't hit people, don't hit people, listen to me." We're not eating people, this corpse is for an anatomy class, we're in class. ”

"Holy! How can there be a murder class, you will kill a person in the last class, I'm afraid not to kill our Li Zhuang people! ”

"That's it, arrest them and go to the officials."

"If you see a sub-official, kill someone to pay for your life, and kill him directly."

“……”

Jin Yuelin was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to do, he couldn't even squeeze in when he stood outside.

Tong Dizhou and Ye Yufen, who had just come to Lizhuang from Chengdu, watched from a distance at this time, crying and laughing: "It's a bit difficult to do research here." ”