Hongxing Town is divided into 4 villages in the southeast and northwest, each village is divided into many groups, eight groups are located in the northwest of Hongxing Town, from Hongxing Town to eight groups, there is exactly a distance of ten miles, and there are several other groups scattered in this ten miles of distance.

Since moving to Group 8, it has become our weekly expectation to be able to go to the market with the adults on Monday. I will behave well a day in advance, help my parents work and carry firewood to clean up the house, just to be able to go to the market with them, to be able to eat a bowl of chaos in the market, the wonton soup has seaweed and dried shrimp, these things are usually not eaten at home, that is called a delicacy. When you go home from the town, you will pass a big elm tree, the tree is very thick, with a lot of red cloth tied to it, I heard the adults say that this tree is hundreds of years old, if there is a young man who has just finished getting married and has no children, he will go to this big elm tree, tie a strip of red cloth, make a wish, and not long after returning home, he will specify that there will be a child Keling, there has always been this legend in the local area, so no one destroys this big elm tree, this tree is really old, many branches have no leaves, and many unknown birds make nests on it.

On the way, you have to pass through a place called the Great Wasteland, the Great Wasteland goes uphill all the way, there are mountains on both sides, and there are a few raised mounds on both sides of the dirt road, and I don't know if it is a grave? Even if you get here on a bicycle, you have to get off your bike and push it around. Listen to the old people, the great wasteland is haunted, every night there is an old man driving a donkey cart without a head, just wandering around this section of the road, and the old man said: There is a fox on fire, every fifteen full moon night, will spit out his fox pill, put it on his head, absorb the essence of the moon. This section of the road is definitely a forbidden place for me, I have never walked it by myself, and even if I pass by with many people in broad daylight, I have to pray in my heart that I will not run into the old man and the fox without a head.

There is a small ditch to the south of the eight groups, and three groups are on the opposite side of the ditch. There is an elementary school between group 8 and group 3, on the side of group 8. It was at this school that I finished elementary school, and there were 12 students in my class at that time.

When my uncle was about to move out, he sold the land to my family, and my parents worked in the fields, and if they met a school teacher, they would directly tell the teacher that if their children were disobedient, they would beat hard, as long as they didn't hit their heads, and that school had more than 70 students and 4 classes. When we had physical education and music lessons, we were all together. When the farm was busy, the teachers went back to their homes to take care of the crops, and we studied on our own at school, and many times all day. For the study part, my younger brother and I are treated in two completely different ways, my younger brother did not do well in the exam, and when he returned home, the adults would tease him, and he took it for granted. If I don't do well in the exam, I will go home and be beaten up, one with my hands, and the other with a strong fight.

From first to sixth grade is disconnected because there are not so many students. When my younger brother reached the third grade of elementary school, he really couldn't go back to school. is so young, and it is not good to work, so you can only repeat a grade. This is good, directly from the third grade to the first grade. When I got to the fifth grade, I couldn't do it again, and I continued to repeat grades. This time from fifth to third grade. This was repeated twice, and my younger brother was 17 years old when he entered the first year of junior high school. At this age, many people have graduated from junior high school, so my younger brother felt too old after three days of school, so he dropped out of school.

Eight groups are located between the two mountains, divided into upper and lower tunzi, with a total of more than 70 households. It is located in a mountainous area, and the villagers here have lived by farming and running mountains for generations. The resources on the mountain here are abundant, mushrooms, bracken medicinal materials, wild vegetables, wild fruits, wild nuts, as well as all kinds of birds and small animals, etc., living here, as long as you are diligent and willing to work, although you are not rich, but absolutely coarse tea and light food, food and clothing are worry-free.

As soon as I entered the small tun, the muddy dirt road was lined with piles of garbage and firewood. People could walk on both sides of the dirt road, and the middle of the road was deeply rutted by the passing ox carts. After the rain, the ruts were filled with rainwater. Walking along the dirt road, it began to fork, one leading to Shangtunzi, and the other continuing road was to Xiatunzi. There is a house at the fork in the road, which is the only commissary in this tunzi, which was opened by a veteran who participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and on the Korean battlefield, one of his arms was pierced by a bullet, and this commissary was opened for him by the Hongxing Town Government with money. Going up the stretch of the road, up a gentle slope, you can see a very large stone stone, and my family lives under it.

The terrain of my house is lower than the dirt road, and a narrow road is wide enough to pass an ox cart, connecting my yard to the dirt road.

I had to walk along the road past a large willow tree to enter my yard. Although the yard is flat, there are some stone points that protrude from the ground. At that time, the foundation of the house was built with stone. The chickens in the yard are listlessly pulling the ground with their claws to look for edible insects, leaning against the wall of the house mountain, neatly stacked a firewood stack, under the firewood stack, there is an axe, and an unchopped firewood, a piece of wood that has been chopped up with thousands of holes.

The house is a three-room tile house with red bricks and red tiles, and in front of the main entrance of the house is a well, which is full of ice skates in winter. Pulling open the wooden door of the outhouse, facing the kitchen, there are two large cauldrons next to each other on the east and west sides, sitting on the stove of the cement tray. Every winter, in order to keep warm, the 4 cauldrons are filled with water, all the stove pits are lit with fire, the water in the four cauldrons is all boiled, steaming, filling the whole kitchen, people open the door of the outhouse from the outside of the house, and they can't see anything, they only see water vapor, and they don't know if there is anyone in the kitchen? At this time, you can only look down and look down at the stove pit to see if there are feet in front of you. Both of them crouched down, keeping their heads close to the ground to see each other's faces. The furniture in the house was a brand new set, and modular furniture was very popular at that time. In the furniture is a pink, peach-shaped birthday cake shell, and the Panda brand TV brought from the Jinshan Coal Mine.

My house is in the middle of Xiatunzi, and there are several families behind, this is a small tunzi that has not been planned, and the house is built extremely irregularly.

Although it is not as prosperous as Jinshan Coal Mine, the folk customs here are very simple, and I am not like the blind stream in Jinshan Coal Mine, and I am not excluded here. When my parents were working, my brother and I didn't always have to stay at home. You can go to herd cattle with other children. In different seasons, you can go to the mountains to pick different mountain goods.

My brother and I were treated differently by my parents, and I could choose what I liked to do except studying. It's all thanks to that old man with a fairy wind bone.