Chapter 12: Wasted Years
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The horses braved the wind and rain, stopping and stopping along the way, soaking wet, and when the rain finally stopped, Baghdati ordered the big guys to quickly change into spare clothes.
Selik asked the three guys with wool felt to quickly take out the wool felt and set up a makeshift camp.
Tired men sit on moisture-proof wool felt, take off their wet clothes, and change into dry clothes, this is the experience of Baghdati for many years, after the rain in the high mountains, a severe cold and fever can easily get a high temperature disease, if not treated, the body will go into shock, and the heavy one will be life-threatening.
I don't know if it was altitude sickness or high blood pressure, Elixian's whole body was weak, panting like a cow, and his legs were so tired that he couldn't obey the call, and he fell asleep on the woolen felt.
In order to hurry up and give the love of the people of northern Xinjiang to the people of southern Xinjiang, Selik woke up Yi Lixian and stuffed him with a milk bump to let him eat some to replenish his energy.
The horse team walked forward for more than ten kilometers, and everyone began to make dinner, and took out the yellow mutton that was not eaten last time, a few pieces of mutton and dried naan per person, and made do with a dinner.
The men lay on the wool felt and chatted, a full moon rose behind the mountain in front of them, the moon has not yet revealed its true face, and the faint light has illuminated the whole mountain, like a flash of Buddha's light.
Seeing the moon so closely, Elixian felt that the fatigue of the day was worth it.
I have been camping in the wilderness for five days, sleeping in the open air, walking through a bend of a hillside under the leadership of Bagdati, the cramped horse road is forced by the river to the mountains on both sides, walking on the ancient plank road dug by the ancients many years ago, the road is full of rolling gravel, and the sound of rumbling water is below.
Baghdad reminded everyone to be extra careful, because they would have to cross the river later, because the river was so strong that they would be swept away by the river if they were not careful.
Everyone led their horses across the river carefully, but fortunately Baghdati was familiar with the river's bed, and the deepest part of the river was only up to everyone's knees, and the force of the river made them all hunch over and wade carefully.
Elixian was a little careless, his legs couldn't stand firmly, and his body began to flutter, and Selik behind him pulled him, and after he stood firm, he continued to walk forward with the team.
Wading through the turbulent river, it is not too dangerous to have a tour guide Baghdati lead the way in front, but the river water comes from the snow of the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, the river water is cold and biting, and the bones are full of chills, which makes people really uncomfortable.
The canyon meanders as the river folds and winds, and it is just after reaching the shore and wading through the icy river.
In order to keep out the cold, Selik took out a bottle of Yili Daqu from his horse coat like a trick, and after opening it, the men took turns to blow the horn at the wine bottle, and after a round, the wine bottle bottomed out.
Instead of throwing the bottle on the spot, he filled the empty bottle with cool snow water and put it back in the coat, which he wanted to take home for his elderly father to drink, and it had always been the dream of the old man to cross this ancient road.
The river was relatively shallow, and a young Kazakh boy got stuck in the pebbles at the bottom of the river because of the front hooves of his horse, and the young man fell from his horse into the water, and several herdsmen next to him quickly pulled him up, and his panicked horse was also pulled up by two herdsmen.
The young man's face was a large black blue, and it seemed that he had fallen hard.
When he got to the point of the mountain, Elixian saw mottled words carved into the cliff wall, and there were few scattered words.
Later, after Yi Lixian left the Tianshan Commune and transferred to Yining City, he consulted the information, and this broken cliff inscription was engraved in the inscription of the fourth year of Yongshou (158 years) of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which recorded that Liu Pingguo, the general of Qiuzizuo, sent his family to build forts and camps to guard this important road connecting northern and southern Xinjiang, Yining in the north of the Silk Road and Baicheng in the middle of the Silk Road.
According to historical records, Xinjiang had Eastern Han generals stationed at the border to guard the territory of the motherland in 158 years, and Xinjiang is an inseparable part of the motherland.
A narrow exit appeared between the two mountains, which was the Heiying Mountain Pass, which was unopen for thousands of people, and out of the pass, Yi Lixian found that the vegetation at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains was barren, full of sand and stones, and the cascading mountains in front of him were almost devoid of grass.
The living environment in southern Xinjiang is very different from that in northern Xinjiang, where water and grass are abundant.
The Uygur compatriots in southern Xinjiang, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted Bagdati, Selik, Yi Lixian and others one by one, and then went through the formalities for handing over grain and horses with Selik at the mountain pass.
Yi Lixian and the others sat on the ground, drank the tea prepared by the compatriots in southern Xinjiang, soaked the dry naan with the tea, rested for a while, and left behind more than 20 horses carrying grain, and they began to return the same way.
The lightly armed horse team each rode a horse, unlike when one person cared about the cumbersomeness of two horses, the way back was very easy, and after five days of exhaustion, he returned to Tianshan Commune safely.
During this trip, Elixian truly realized the meaning of "infinite scenery in dangerous peaks", "no smooth road in the Tianshan Mountains", "trekking through mountains and rivers", and "crossing mountains and mountains", and this journey made him unforgettable for life, this was the first time he rode a horse through the Tianshan Mountains, and it was also the last time.
The Tien Shan Commune had long been regarded as his second home, and the life plan of the intellectual Yi Lixian to take root here changed with the sudden visit of an old friend.
This time through the Tianshan Mountains to send grain and horses to the compatriots in southern Xinjiang, which lasted nearly half a month, the horse team returned to the Tianshan Commune exhausted, and Yi Lixian, who had not had time to return home, was taken to the commune office.
The Mongolian accountant of the commune who accompanied him smiled and said that a big leader (big leader) in the county came to find Yi Lixian, and looked at a big truck parked in front of the office.
Walking into the commune conference room and seeing a tall man in his forties with a square face, Yi Lixian rushed forward in ecstasy and hugged the visitor who was also excited with tears in his eyes, "Uncle Li, why are you also coming to Xinjiang?!" ”
Uncle Li grabbed Yi Lixian's shoulder tightly, looking at Yi Lixian who he hadn't seen for ten years, this young man like a nephew.
Looking at the long beard at the corner of his mouth, except for the thick Lubei accent, Yi Lixian is exactly the same as the Kazakh people, with a red face covered with red blood, a herdsman's dress, and even his body exudes a fishy smell of eating mutton and drinking milk for a long time.
"Lixian, Uncle is looking for you so hard." Uncle Li choked up again in distress.
This is the first time Yi Lixian left his hometown in Shandong and came to Xinjiang to see the old man, who said that "there is no reason for the west out of Yangguan", the uncle and nephew sat in the conference room and chatted happily for a while.
It turned out that this Uncle Li was a guard of Yi Lixian's father during his lifetime, and soon after participating in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, he was demobilized and returned to work in the local area, and this year he obeyed the organization's arrangement to work in Xinjiang, and is now the director of the county revolutionary committee.
When he heard that Yi Lixian planned to take root in Tianshan Commune, he refused to agree, so he couldn't help but arrange for the staff to go to Yi Lixian's house to carry his belongings to the truck, and let Yi Lixian go back to work in the county middle school.
Yi Lixian, who is full of knowledge, can now speak fluent Kazakh, and can only play his strengths as a teacher in a county middle school.
Yi Lixian, who left the Tianshan Commune, didn't have time to say hello to his friends of all ethnic groups, so he dragged his children and daughters into the car back to the county seat.
This is the second time he has passed, and it is much wider than when he came to Tien Shan Commune nine years ago, and the road is paved with gravel.
Along the way, passing through the Shata Commune, the Aksu Commune, the Galasu Commune, the Zhaosu Forest Farm, and the Zhaoguan Office, Yi Lixian found that the nine years he had lived in the Tianshan Commune had been too closed, as if he had come out of the deep mountains and old forests.
The road leading to the county seat has changed a lot, the desolate scene of nine years ago is gone, there are no flocks of yellow sheep on the roadside, many buildings appear on both sides of the road, and many poplar trees are planted.
Looking at the scenery on both sides of the road with curiosity, Uncle Li realized that his nephew Yi Lixian had never left Tianshan Commune during the nine years he had been in Tianshan Commune.
This is the first time that his family of four has returned to the county seat, and even Yi Lixian's two children were delivered by a Mongolian midwife in Tianshan Commune.
Seeing that the nephew's family of four has lived in the mountains for a long time, under the strong light of the sun's ultraviolet rays, their faces are quite red and bloodshot, and they are dressed as herdsmen, and there are also books from the hometown of Confucius and elegant temperament, tears welled up in Uncle Li's eyes again.
After leaving the hot land of Tianshan Commune, Yi Lixian has always been nostalgic for this small mountain village in his memory, the undulating, mountainous Tianshan Mountains and the endless and colorful wilderness, the hard-working, kind, simple and bold people of all ethnic groups in Tianshan Commune, the most unforgettable journey through the Tianshan Mountains in his life, and the days when he encountered the bad weather of the Kuang storm and hail mixed with hail when he was grass on the mountain, and the ground nest was filled with a lot of rain and bedding floating in the water......
Later, due to job transfers, family reasons and other factors, Elixian returned to Tien Shan Commune to visit his old friend Selik and others two or three times, although the deceased is gone, how many of the past are rooted in Elixian's heart, lingering and unforgettable, until he passed away.
At the age of 21, he came to Tianshan Commune to get along with farmers and herdsmen of all ethnic groups, and left this hot land at the age of 30, which made Yi Lixian understand a truth: people living at the grassroots level or at the bottom are often the kindest, they do not seek power or return, they only want to be the most authentic self, and be a peaceful person.
In the nine years of life in Tianshan Commune, he "lived, ate, worked and studied together" with farmers and herdsmen of all ethnic groups, experienced ups and downs and hardships with the people of all ethnic groups, and formed an optimistic, joyful, peaceful and uncaring character in the bits and pieces of life, which has always accompanied Yi Lixian's life and influenced future generations.
The simple feelings and principles of life that he made with the Kazakh and Mongolian masses made Yi Lixian determined to be a good scholar and a good teacher, not seeking fame and fortune, and being indifferent.
The No. 1 Production Brigade of Guangren Commune made a lot of noise that day, Wang Mazi's mother-in-law rushed into Zhang Xilin's house and beat Zhang Zhongming violently.
Hu Su, who has always been "unreasonable and making trouble", stood behind Wang Mazi's mother-in-law with a smile on his face, begging the neighbors to raise their noble hands.
Wang Mazi's mother-in-law spat at Zhang Zhongming, who was sticking to the root of the wall and protecting his head with his hands, and picked up the black pot he brought and slammed it to the ground, "popping" and falling apart, and there was a pile of steaming human feces at the bottom of the cracked pot.
It turned out that Zhang Zhongming was caught stealing Wang Mazi's chicken a while ago, and Wang Mazi's mother-in-law scolded him for being a "thief baby", and Zhang Zhongming held a grudge.
Today, while Wang Mazi's family was participating in labor in the field to earn work, 16-year-old Zhang Zhongming climbed onto the stove outside the house, untied the lid of the pot, and pooped in the pot.
As soon as Zhang Zhongming put on his pants, he was touched by Wang Mazi's daughter who came back from playing, and when he saw Wang Mazi's daughter coming back, Zhang Zhongming jumped off the stove and ran towards home.
Wang Mazi's daughter untied the lid of the pot and saw that she vomited non-stop, and ran to the ground crying to complain to the adults in the family.
The members who were working in the field didn't have the heart to work anymore when they heard this, and instigated Wang Mazi's family to clean up the worst balangzi (boy) in the brigade.
After Wang Mazi's family finished the pot, he pointed at Zhang Zhongming and shouted at Hu Su: "If you don't teach your family, it will be a scourge sooner or later." ”
Hu Su, who was short and unreasonable, was unhappy, and retorted with a dark face: "You don't have to worry about my baby, you can take my pot." ”
"No, your family has to pay me a new pot, or we will go to the commune theory." Wang Mazi snorted angrily.
Zhang Xilin, who had been silent, got up and kicked Zhang Zhongming's ass hard, and said to Wang Mazi's mother-in-law with a red face: "I'll go to the store department to buy a pot for your house later." ”
This matter ended like this, and the days returned to calm, but Zhang Zhongming, who had not changed his thieving heart, stopped stealing things for a while, and began to provoke cats and dogs again, and the whole person just couldn't be idle.
It was already dark, Tian Kunhe's three sons had not come back, he thought that the children had been playing wild these days, and he had just walked out of the house with a horsewhip to discipline the children.
The eldest son, Tian Miao, was supported by his two younger brothers, Tian Sui and Tian Zhuang, and walked towards the house with one arm, looking at the blue and purple faces of the three sons and the marks left by their fists.
It seems that these stinky boys have gone to the first production brigade to fight again, and over the years, as long as their dolls pass through the first production brigade, they will be stopped and bullied by a group of half-sized sons led by Zhang Xilin's eldest son Zhang Zhongming.
"What's going on?" Tian Kunhe looked at the bloodstains on Tian Miao's nostrils, which were as tall as his eldest brother, and asked angrily, "Tian Sui, are you going to cause trouble again?" ”
Six-year-old Tian Sui shook his head, and Tian Miao, who had lost the battle, also drooped his head and pursed his lips stubbornly.
The three-year-old Tianzhuang opened his mouth and cried aggrievedly, let go of the eldest brother's arm, and spared no effort to rush towards Tian Kunhe like a cannonball, holding his father's legs with his little hands and crying with his little face: "Big (Dad), Zhang, Zhang, Brother Shi, Big Brother Revenge, was beaten, many people beat us, Wow----"
Tian Miao's eyes were red, and he sobbed: "Big, the stone went to touch the tail of Zhang Zhongming's mule, and was beaten by Zhang Zhongming, I went with Tianzhuang to help, Zhang Zhongming called a few second-rate people to beat the three of us together." ”