Even though more than a decade has passed, Aidil Khan can still vividly remember the house he once lived in. It was a beautiful Western-style three-storey building in the central northbound part of Kabul, not far from the People's Democratic Party headquarters, just one block away. Even the buildings built by the later Russians were not as good as it, and those left behind by the barbarians from the north were heavy but not spiritual.

Every year, when the snow has not yet melted in the early spring and winter, the school organizes kite flying activities. Aidil loves this activity the most, and in fact the children of Afghanistan love it, and they often come to the outskirts with their own kites.

It is usually held not far from the Rahman Mosque, where the dome and minaret shimmer in the sun. Along with the laughter of the children, the singing of the zakat worship of the mullahs in the temple is also more far-reaching. The red flag outside the temple and the red scarves around the children's necks are in harmony with the ancient traditions.

The children not only compete to see whose kite is high, but also use their skills to cut off someone else's kite, once someone loses control. A large group of children would scream and chase after the lost kite, leaving behind a child who was flushed with anger and stood there at a loss.

The only thing that is a bit of a stop is that there are also some people active on Highway 17 to the southern region. A large number of ** Guards soldiers rode from here to the front in Soviet-made BMP1 armored vehicles and Garth trucks.

Aidil knew from the beginning of his sensibility that his friend in the north, the Soviet Union, had withdrawn from Afghanistan. And the head of the party, Muhammad. Najibullah always called on the whole people to unite and eliminate the rebels.

So he could often see a large number of soldiers being called in, and then getting into various vehicles and disappearing into the southern highways. Books and newspapers boast all day long about how beautiful the shape is, but even a seven or eight-year-old kid can conclude from the helpless, desperate, and gloomy expressions on the faces of the soldiers that it is not so good in reality.

From the time he was five years old to school, except that the soldiers were getting older or younger, the spirit was not as good as the group gave people a sense of hopelessness. Everything else still seems to be perfectly normal, with children in Kabul going to school as normal, studying, and then having fun.

This is true of most children, but Aidil is a bit of an exception, he is really afraid of his father, who is a colonel in the People's Army. Now that he thinks about it, he has almost forgotten his father's appearance, leaving only a basic concept of Yan Sù's face.

Later, when I saw the portrait of Jesus, both seemed to have something in common, that is, strictness, stubbornness, and a hint of sorrow. 1. My father received complete military training from the Soviet Union and has always been a hardcore figure in the People's Democratic Party. So no matter how the political situation changes, his status is still steadily rising.

The colonel's father moved home the same style in the army, and he not only had the fierce national identity of the Pashtuns, the largest ethnic group in Afghanistan, but was also influenced by the Russians. That is, my father had a strong interest in alcohol, and whenever he went home for vacation, he always had to get drunk.

"The Russians must like him, won't they? It's just that he doesn't have the precepts, so what's the point of drinking every day? "The mullahs in the mosque are suppressed by the People's Democratic Party and do not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. But he cursed at some of the people he hated.

"yes, he must have thought of himself as a Russian. He killed clerics, placed fire points in mosques, and ordered all his men not to observe Ramadan. ”

"Why doesn't Allah just destroy this scoundrel? He's challenging God's limits. ”

Eight- and nine-year-old Adil told his father about the street rumors with some distress, but the officer, who was drinking vodka while watching the video, replied drunkenly that he knew that their discipline was not much better than that of Peshawar. They grovel to you in front of people, yet spit on your back. ”

The tape shows the spaceship, and then the camera pans to see two men with lightsabers fighting back and forth. Edil had never seen anything so interesting, so he tugged on his chair and looked at it with relish.

One of the two lightsaber-wielding men looked like a good guy and was swept away by a volley from the other bad guy (who was not a good guy with a strange mask in his heart).

He couldn't help but be surprised, "Dad, these two people have been so harmful." Who are they? ”

"Their names are Jedi, and they're the protagonists of Star Wars." The father stroked Adiel's head indiscriminately and replied.

"Are they Americans?" Don't skip words.

"Actors are, but this is a movie kid, they don't exist zài." Father said.

This answer made Edil unhappy, and after a long time, these magical characters were all fake. "Those ships are huge, can they fly in the sky? Can it be faster than the planes of the Soviets at the airfield? "Don't skip words.

"Haha, kid. Compared to these spaceships, the Soviets' airplanes were like toys. The father smiled and turned off the video camera.

"I'd like to make a model of a spaceship too." Adil took Daddy's arm and pleaded.

"Well, okay. I had people bring it to you from Basstan, and they have it there. The father took his son by the hand and walked to the dining room, where the mother prepared dinner.

After that, my father went to work as usual and did not come home for a long time.

Three months later, my father's orderlies delivered a box containing an Imperial space battleship. The delicate hull is like a work of art, and Edil can't get enough of it. "I'll be able to build a spaceship like this in the future," he thought, thinking that he would better figure out what the textbook had said and then think about the rest of the question.

But since he had this model of the spaceship, my father came home less often, and sometimes he came back just to see the mother and son and left in a hurry. Occasionally, I spent the night at home and drank more violently, but I never gave birth to a video movie with my son.

When Aidil was 10 years old, the Children's Palace in Kabul City was closed. Because the administrators were also incorporated into the army and sent to the front. The movie theaters in the city are still open, but the movies in them are all promotional films, and not many people like to watch them.

The atmosphere at school is also very weird, with many students whispering to themselves and forming small groups. The children of officials or soldiers like Edil seem to have been cut out of the mainstream of the class, intentionally or unintentionally.

Some of the classmates and friends who had been enthusiastic about Aidil stopped intermingling, and some joined the small group instead.

"Little cubs of lackeys of the northern barbarians." Once he heard someone behind him say this in school, yin and yang.

He turned his head and saw that some of the bad kids in the school were the ones who didn't usually study to fight all day long. They turned their red scarves into rags and fist gloves, and their eyes shone fiercely.

"Hey, I'm talking about you. Your dad is almost finished, you little thing! ”

"Ignore him, he reads scientific literature all day long, he is an atheist, a believer in the devil."

"Yes, he tarnished the glory of MS1 and turned into a Soviet."

They formed a circle, pushing and shoving, pushing and shoving Edil around. Aidil later recalled that it was the first time he had been physically attacked, the kind that was completely malicious. Although he later encountered more discrimination and blows, in fact, the year he was 1o years old was a revelation.

It was at this time that his good friend Hamidula. Ah Ming, a tall man who was just 11 years old and had a big man of almost 1.7 meters, blocked those bad boys.

"Do you have itchy skin? Want to taste my iron fist? Hamidula put on a pair of boxing gloves and made a boxing look. He has been practicing boxing all the time, and he is quite famous among the teenagers in the city. Those bad boys were restrained and left unwillingly.

Hamidullah was the child of an industrialist in Afghanistan, and his father and grandfather had studied abroad, making him one of the most respected in the region. Like most landlords and factory owners, they were supporters of the ruling People's Democratic Party's ideas for modernization. Contrary to what China thinks, in the sixties and seventies, it was the wealthy businessmen, landlords and small industrialists of Afghanistan who most hoped for modernization to promote social progress and the development of civilization.

And the civilian class, which occupies more than 9o of the country's population, is not interested in modernization, and they have lived in the countryside for generations. Any agricultural products will be sold at the rally, and the IS1 clergy group, which owns a large amount of land and land endowments, will do some poverty alleviation according to the teachings. So the majority of the people in the country did not like the People's Democratic Party, after Mohammad Najibullah became the chairman of the People's Democratic Party and actively engaged in "shzy", the Great Leap Forward and radical policies. Instead, the peasants sided with the IS1 church.

Coupled with the eight years of bloody war with the Soviets, the people generally believed that the current regime was nothing more than a puppet, and that overthrowing it would be justice.

After the Soviets withdrew from Afghanistan in 1998, the Najibullah regime, with the support of the Soviet Union, was able to fight the best guerrillas. But after the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, the Afghan People's Democratic Party, which had lost its external aid, melted like snow on an iceberg meets sunlight.

A large number of government soldiers fled, and some soldiers surrendered in tanks. By the beginning of 1992, Dostum, the general of the Afghan government army, turned against the water and became independent with the territory of a province.

Adil Khan's father was the commander of a country's elite troops, commanding the last army loyal to Najibullah with the rank of major general. After a hopeless year of fighting, he had to retreat to Kabul with a force of less than 1ooo men.

But that one's own life will turn out like this.

On the way home, his own father will run away with you, and the whole city will be taken by General Massoud. He's going to kill your father when he comes to power. ”

Frightened by the great fear, Edil ran home crying, and now he only wanted to be with his father.

His father's Soviet-style jeep was parked at the door, and he walked through the yard, and when he arrived, he saw his father with a haggard face and his mother crying.

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