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Time flies, the vicissitudes of time, and time staggers to 1974.

This year, loudspeakers in the urban and rural areas of northern and southern Xinjiang broadcast that the state was going to build a highway in the Tianshan Mountains.

In the arid desert of Xinjiang, the Tianshan Mountains are a "wet island", in the alpine area, more than 15% of China's glaciers are bred here, and the water melted by these glaciers converges into more than 370 rivers of all sizes, nourishing the dry land of southern and northern Xinjiang, including the Tarim River, the largest inland river in China.

If the Yellow River is the mother river of the Chinese nation, then the Tianshan Mountains are the "mother mountains" of Xinjiang, and the snow on the Tianshan Mountains and the trickle of melting glaciers nourish the people of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang.

Every spring, the Bayinbrook Wetland (Mongolian, abundant spring) sandwiched between the two branches of the Tien Shan, the Southern and Northern Tien Shan, is awakened by melting snow, and the Kaidu River, which meanders on the flat wetlands, oscillates horizontally under the influence of the Earth's rotational deflection force, creating a spectacular and slightly soft meandering landscape.

In the early 60s, the state put forward the call to "invigorate the Tianshan Mountains", and in the early 70s, Comrade Li Da wrote a report on the construction of the Tianshan Highway after inspecting Xinjiang, and in 1974 the state officially began to build the Tianshan Highway.

At that time, China's productivity was relatively low, most of the engineering work was done manually, in the depths of the Tianshan Mountains, the altitude of the four Dahan was basically more than 3,000 meters, such a workload was a huge test for the soldiers of all ethnic groups who built roads......

The common people's days are three meals a day, a sleep, there are no entertainment facilities, and chatting is the only entertainment activity, so day by day, there is little change.

In the winter of 1974, Yi Lixian, a teacher at a middle school in Yining City, was teaching with his students in a soot-emitting classroom these days.

In winter, the stove is set up to burn coal for heating, and the chimney of the classroom has not been cleaned for many years, and the inside is blocked by the perennial accumulation of coal ash, and the flue is not smooth, and the phenomenon of pouring soot in the classroom appears.

The school handyman is a middle-aged Mongolian man, Bart, who recently had a big fat boy added to him by his daughter-in-law, who took half a month's leave and did not come to work.

Looking at the students of all ethnic groups who were dizzy from the smoke of coal, there was a frail Uyghur girl who was nauseous and vomiting.

Seeing this scene, the anxious Yi Lixian couldn't wait for the handyman to come to work to clean the soot from the chimney.

At noon that day, he did not go home, and took advantage of his lunch break to take seven or eight sophomore boys of different nationalities to do the work of handymen.

They pulled the chimneys from the iron stoves in all the classrooms through the smoke holes in the walls.

Immediately asked a few boys to carry buckets to the water room to get ready, and Elixian climbed up the shelves made of desks and benches alone and went to the roof of the classroom.

There is a thick layer of snow on the roof, and a thin layer of ice under the snow can cause you to fall if you are not careful.

Elixian took the buckets of water from the boy with a rope and dumped them into the rows of chimneys on the roof to clean up the soot that had been piling up for years.

He poured water on the roof and instructed the boys to relocate the chimneys in each classroom into the flue of the wall, and the flue was open, and the classrooms stopped pouring smoke and the smell of soot was gone.

The smiling Elixian came down from the roof with confidence, he had a lot of water under his feet when he was carrying and pouring water just now, and the water under his feet had formed a thin layer of ice in the cold winter.

Although he was very careful, he fell from the roof and broke three ribs in an instant.

He was so groaning in pain that he was taken by the students to the Anti-Repair Hospital (now the Friendship Hospital) on a stretcher in the coal room.

Outside the operating room, seven or eight older boys of different ethnicities held the attending doctor's hand tightly and pleaded with the doctor to cure Mr. Yi's illness.

Looking at the tears in the boys' eyes, the Uyghur attending doctor was deeply moved, and when he performed the operation, he did everything in his power to treat Yi Lixian, and strive to make the operation perfect.

"100 days of breaking muscles and bones", Yi Lixian is concerned about the children's Chinese classes, and it is not easy for these children who do not like to learn to like his Chinese classes, and they can't give up halfway.

A month before his final exams, he disobeyed the doctor's advice and dissuasion, and went to work on crutches.

Standing on a three-foot podium and leaning on crutches to teach students, Elixian was sweating profusely at the end of the class.

The sophomores watched Teacher Yi desperately teach them their studies, and more than 20 boys of different nationalities agreed that two boys would pick up and drop off Yi Lixian, who had not recovered from his health, every day.

The students of this class led by Yi Lixian took turns to pick up and drop off their beloved Teacher Yi to and from work, which became the most beautiful scenery in that cold winter, making people feel the slightest warmth in the cold winter.

Mr. Yi has lived in Xinjiang for 13 years, with a long scar on the back of his head, three broken ribs in his waist, and a dull pain in the wound on his body in the wet or winter.

In addition to teaching, his biggest hobby is to take his children into the city library to read materials or practice calligraphy at a small table at home.

His wife, Xiao An, is engaged in mathematics teaching in a primary school in Yining City, and she is diligent and can cut fabrics to make clothes.

In her spare time, she cuts clothes for her children as her hobby, and the lifelike flowers and birds embroidered on her children's clothes are coveted.

Life in the Elixian family is plain and quiet.

At this time, with the growth of the population, the Quang Nhon Commune had been divided from the original four production brigades into six brigades.

At the time of the re-expansion, the establishment of each production brigade was distributed according to the family background of the members, and the poor peasants of different ethnic groups such as Zhang Xilin and Wang Mazi belonged to the first production team, and the best fields of Guangren Commune belonged to the first production team.

According to the order, the lower peasants, middle peasants and other components belong to the second to fifth production brigades, Tian Kunhe is naturally a member of the sixth production brigade, and he is pleased that Wang Ling is still the captain of the production brigade.

Brother-in-law Buick Polati was originally the captain of the Fifth Production Brigade, but at the beginning of the year he was transferred to the commune as deputy secretary.

Tian Kunhe's type of work has not changed, and he still participates in the livestock transfer twice in the spring and autumn, and usually relies on farm work and carpenter to earn money to support his family.

Over the years, although Tian Kunhe has earned the most work, his family is still the poorest in Guangren Commune, because in addition to raising his own 6 children, he has been raising 3 orphans and widows of his second brother Tian Kunpeng's family, a total of 11 people are waiting for him to earn work and exchange for grain.

Tian Kunhe has been in Xinjiang for 14 years, and over the years, in addition to the more people and more land cultivated in Guangren Commune, a single agricultural tool Kantuman has developed into a shovel, hoe, etc., in addition to planting wheat and corn, it also grows flax, safflower and other cash crops, and the commune has added a chain-rail tractor, and other changes are not too big.

Tian Kunshu, the eldest son of the old lady of the Tian family, has lived in the county for nearly 13 years, living in the county seat, on the surface everything is very orderly, but if you really go deeper, you will find that in the cover of orderly order, under the calm water, there are often whirlpools and strange stories.

What father and son cut off the relationship, what man picks the wall of the women's toilet, what catches rape on the spot, who is lustful and takes advantage of women all day long, these are all commonplace trivial things.

Tian Kunshu, the son of the Tian family who went to the county seat to earn a living after separating from his younger brother Tian Kunhe, has become a bricklayer in the county handicraft association, and receives wages according to the piecework.

Others can only receive a salary in their early twenties a month, but if he is willing to endure hardship, he can receive nearly 25 yuan, and his life is much better than that of his younger brother Tian Kunhe's family who farms in the countryside.

His frail wife Zhao Xing took her 12-year-old second son Tian Liu and 10-year-old daughter Tian Tao at home, and Zhao Xing, who had a new level of Chinese, urged her children to read at home.

The eldest son, Tian Yang, followed his classmates from the county seat to the countryside to receive "re-education of intellectual youth", and before he returned from the Guangren Commune, Tian Kunshu, who worked as a worker in the county handicraft association, was relatively peaceful.

What made Mrs. Tian's eldest son, Tian Kunshu, worry about Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen from the Handicraft Industry Association, who talked about Tian Kunshu's family background every day, and the two of them worked together to put on small shoes for him at every turn.

Early this morning, Tian Kunshu finished breakfast with a shovel and a trowel ready to go out to work, and saw that the second son Tian Liu was still lazy on the bed, and shouted at his son: "Tian Liu, the sun is getting up to the buttocks, get up and study." ”

Tian Liu muttered in an ugly voice in his voice, which had begun to change his voice, "No one is in class today." ”

"Hey---" Tian Kunshu sighed, thinking about when this day would end? Schools are not in session, and students' studies are in ruins.

Seeing the sad face on her husband's face, Zhao Xing patted the black ash behind her husband from nowhere, and asked with concern: "His father, what's the matter, Brother Dou Xian hasn't come back from the brick kiln yet?" ”

"No, it's good if he comes back, with him, Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen, the two Wang Ba calves, can still be more restrained, I am dreaming at night that Brother Dou Xian will return to the Associated Press to work." Tian Kunshu sighed.

Looking at the back of her husband leaving with a shovel, Zhao Xing's eyebrows frowned, although she is 36 years old, although she is already a mother of 3 children, she was born in Jiangnan and her charm has not diminished.

There are many workers in the handicraft association with high family composition, but Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen, who were born in poor peasants, point their heads at their husband Tian Kunshu all day long.

As a beautiful woman, with a woman's keen intuition, she knows that in the final analysis, it is the lustful Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen who covet their beauty.

Every time Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen looked at her with squinting eyes, Zhao Xing felt like her clothes were stripped naked.

32-year-old Dou Xian is a bricklayer of the Handicraft Society, born a poor peasant, he is a righteous and straightforward Shandong man, people are kind by nature, but they are short-tempered, nicknamed "Dou Erqiu" (Erqiu is the name of the local people for Erpolezi).

According to Dou Xian, his hometown is very close to the place where the heroes of Liangshan in Shandong Province are in "Water Margin", and he is a man who draws a knife to help when he sees injustice, and he has the taste of a hero.

Every time Hao Jianliang and Li Qiwen bullied Tian Kunshu and others, it was Dou Xian who came to the rescue.

I heard her husband say that these days, Dou Xian was sent by Li Qiwen, the small squad leader, to a small brick kiln to burn adobe.