The ridge is full of Yingshan Red (novella) Zhang Baotong 2016.1.2

After dinner, just after returning from the cafeteria to the door of the radio room, Yuxiu heard the clear harmonica sound drifting in the wind from the opposite gate. She couldn't help but stop and listen www.biquge.info The harmonica played the interlude of "Yingshan Hong", the song she sang to him that night. It's just that this song not only makes him agitated and affectionate, but also carries a strong expectation and yearning, and even some resentment and sadness.

When she returned to the house, she wanted to count the spring ploughing and spring planting numbers reported by each team, but the sound of the harmonica disturbed her heart and made her unable to calm down. She simply put down her pen and sat in front of the window and listened quietly. The harmonica played really well, like weeping, like intoxication, like a blurry and trembling hand plucking her heartstrings. His young, handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her.

Don't look at your ability, you can't escape this catastrophe. Every time she thought about what Yan Meizi said to her, she felt funny, but this time, she didn't feel funny at all. She felt that Yan Meizi's words were serious, which gave her a hunch.

She wanted to go up to him and look at him, because she liked the young and handsome face. However, she still didn't dare, she was afraid that once she walked in front of him, she would be attracted to him and never want to leave again. Maybe that's how Yan Meizi and Han Xiaoyi started. So, she wanted to see him a few times, and once she had already reached the gate, but she still stopped. Because Sister Yan's lesson is too profound and miserable. She can't follow in her footsteps and follow her old ways.

That evening, she didn't hear the harmonica playing. This made her suddenly feel an inexplicable panic and loss. She thought he must have felt sad and disappointed to see that she had ignored him for days. This made her very remorseful and frustrated: she would not relive the tragedy of Yan Meizi, because she didn't even have the opportunity to stage that kind of tragedy.

Just when He Yuxiu was upset and sighed, someone shouted in front of the door of the radio room, "Show girl." ”

As soon as Yuxiu heard that it was Huang Gehui's voice, she answered and came out of the house. Huang Gehui is a high school classmate in the same production team as Yuxiu, and the two have always been together from elementary school to middle school, which can be said to be childhood sweethearts. It's just that Huang Gehui is two levels higher than Yuxiu, and when Yuxiu went to high school, Huang Gehui had already graduated. Yuxiu worked as a broadcaster in the team headquarters after high school, and seeing that Huang Gehui was still working in the team, he recommended to Secretary Shui that Huang Gehui be transferred to the team headquarters to teach. So, the relationship between the two has always been very good.

Huang Gehui stood in front of the gate, followed by a young man. Although it was dark and he couldn't see people clearly, Yuxiu recognized him at a glance from the clear outline and fresh breath.

Huang Gehui pulled the young man from his side to Yuxiu, and said, "Let me introduce you to someone, this is Chen Jie from the commune tea house." Chen Jie is a real person and very talented, and I asked him to help write the deeds materials that the commune wanted. ”

Yuxiu was a little surprised, and felt that the handsome young man in front of her was quite thoughtful, and she couldn't attack it, so she outwitted her, and finally broke through her position. However, she was so happy in her heart, and even a little uncontrollable: although she insisted on not letting herself be shaken these days, she still kept thinking about him and thinking about him. But no, the human body is sensitive, and if a person likes someone, it will be manifested from the feelings in the body. Since she likes him so much, it means that she has a sense of him. Otherwise, how can people say: which teenager is not in love, which girl is not pregnant?

Her heart was pounding, but she made a calm appearance as usual, and said to Huang Gehui, "I don't need your introduction, we already know each other." Then, he smiled at Chen Jie and said, "Did you say yes, Comrade Xiao Chen?" ”

Chen Jie hurriedly said, "Yes. On the first day I got off the team, I stayed in Secretary Shui's house. ”

Huang Gehui frowned, and asked Chen Jie, "Since you know each other, why do you want me to bring you over?" ”

Chen Jie's face turned red, and he immediately said, "Recognition is recognition, but it's not quite familiar." ”

Yuxiu said to Chen Jie, "Don't be polite, you don't have any acquaintances in the team alone, so you can come at any time if you want to come." So saying, he let them into the house. There was only one chair in the room, and Yuxiu let them sit on the bed. But Chen Jie saw that Yuxiu's sheets were cleanly washed and the bed was neatly cleaned, so he was not too embarrassed to sit up. It can be seen that Mr. Huang sat on it with his buttocks, and also sat on the bed.

Huang Gehui opened his mouth and said, "Sister Xiu, Xiao Chen came to you today, there is nothing else, I just want to use the record player and play a song." ”

Yuxiu said, "Okay." What are the songs? ”

Chen Jie said, ""Yingshan Red" is the episode sung by Dongzi's mother in the movie "Shining Red Star". ”

When Yuxiu heard this, she said, "I've seen the movie." The episode was excellent. Then, he asked, "I can't buy records everywhere, where did you get them?" ”

Chen Jie said, "This is what my brother borrowed from the county cultural center. ”

Yuxiu took the record and placed it in the rotating machine.

With the sound of a sizzling electric needle rubbing against the record, a fresh and pleasant melody sounded, and then a beautiful and soulful soprano began to echo in the room:

In the middle of the night, I look forward to the dawn

In the cold winter, the wax moon is looking forward to the spring breeze

If you want to hope for the Red Army to come

The ridge is full of yo reflecting the mountain red

If you want to hope for the Red Army to come

The ridge is full of yo reflecting the mountain red

At the end of the song, Chen Jie turned off the machine, but the lingering aftersound echoed in his heart for a long time, which made people linger for a long time.

After a long time, Huang Gehui sighed and said, "This song is really good." ”

Yuxiu also said, "This song is not only beautiful to sing, but also has a fresh and far-reaching artistic conception." ”

Chen Jie said, "It expresses Dongzi's mother's longing for the relatives of the Red Army and her yearning for a better future during the difficult period of the revolution, and also expresses the strong belief that the Red Army will definitely come back and the revolution will win." ”

Huang Gehui said, "In fact, when the saffron blooms, the wildfire is red all over the mountain, which is not only bright red and beautiful, but also has strong vitality, so the red itself is a symbol of tenacity and beauty." ”

Yuxiu played "Yingshan Hong" several times in a row, and sang along quietly. Listening to her sing along with the record, Chen Jie and Huang Gehui also sang along, at first singing quietly, and soon sang together in chorus.

After singing for a while, everyone stopped, Chen Jie was still excited, and said, "We can all sing this song, and if we encounter any difficulties in the future, we will sing this song just like Dongzi's mother." ”

This sentence made Yuxiu and Huang Gehui laugh.

At this moment, there was a sound of the gate closing on the other side of the courtyard gate. Chen Jie was in a hurry to leave. But Yuxiu said, "Don't worry, let Ge Hui send you out." ”

Chen Jie said to Yuxiu, "I leave the record with you, and you play it every time you broadcast it, and we will feel good when we listen to it." ”

Yuxiu said, "Okay, you like to listen, I'll play it for you a few more times a day." ”

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