Zhao Yunfei stepped up his excavation, and another shovel went down, only to hear the sound of "click", the shovel seemed to have touched some hard object, Zhao Yunfei's feet were strengthened, and the hard object was not cut off by the blade of the shovel, but made a piercing friction sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Tuo took a look at it and said, "It may be that the shovel has caught the iron piece, be careful not to break the shovel." ”

Zhao Yunfei nodded and said, "It sounds like metal." As he spoke, he used a shovel to remove the dirt, revealing a rusty crop seven or eight centimeters long as the soil peeled off.

Zhao Yunfei wiped the wet soil on the thing with his hand, looked down carefully, couldn't be sure what it was, pinched and dragged it with his fingers, and didn't move at all, it seemed that there should be a long section buried in the soil.

Han Tuo squatted on the edge of the pit and asked, "What is this?" It doesn't look like scrap metal, but like the tip of a sword. ”

"Well, dig it out and see. Zhao Yunfei dug more than a foot deep in the direction of the metal object buried in the ground, stopped and pulled it with his hands again, but still couldn't pull it, so he had to expand the hole and continue to shovel the soil.

When I dug nearly a meter deep, I could already see that this rusty thing was a sword.

Zhao Yunfei felt that he should have dug almost enough, so he put the shovel aside, asked Han Tuo to take the snakeskin bag, wrapped the snakeskin bag around the sword a few times, held it with both hands, lifted it up, and shook it from side to side to loosen it, and then pulled it out hard, and the sword was finally pulled out of the dirt.

"Ah, what a sword. Han Tuo shouted.

Zhao Yunfei held the hilt of the sword and looked at it, shook his head and sighed and said, "It's a pity that it's rusty." ”

Han Tuo took the rusty sword from Zhao Yunfei's hand and weighed it, and said, "This sword is quite long, it should be more than a meter, well, it is also quite heavy, and if you sell scrap iron, it should be able to sell it for more than ten yuan." As he spoke, he shoved the rusty sword into a snakeskin bag.

Zhao Yunfei didn't take that sword seriously, scrap iron was worthless these days, he and Han Tuo had lived in this remote mountain village since childhood, and they didn't know what antiques were when they just graduated from elementary school, and they didn't think that this sword might be a priceless cultural relic.

Zhao Yunfei picked up the shovel to clear the floating soil that fell because of digging the sword, and continued to dig the mouse hole, only to dig two shovels, but he didn't expect to dig out a few grains of corn, the yellow and white corn kernels are very eye-catching in the black-brown soil, as soon as he saw the corn kernels, even Zhao Yunfei, who has always been calm, couldn't help shouting: "Look, dig into the warehouse of voles!"

Everyone was excited again, Zhao Yunfei took off his little white coat, threw off his arms, and stepped up his digging, at this time there was a "squeak" cry from the hole.

"Ah, voles!" they all shouted.

"Han Tuo, you stay on this side of the rice field to prevent it from getting into the rice field, if the vole escapes in other directions, don't worry about it, leave it to me and Xiao Hei, you can't let the vole escape this time!" Zhao Yunfei commanded, and said to Xiao Ji: "Wait for my brother to catch the vole for you!"

Han Tuo stood in a good position and held a wooden stick to set up an offensive posture, Xiao Hei smelled the smell of voles, and couldn't help jumping left and right, groaning and screaming.

The "squeak" cry became more and more urgent, and as Zhao Yunfei went down with an iron shovel, a nest with a diameter of a basketball suddenly appeared, and the corn kernels flowed down with a bang, only to see a half-foot-long, gray-haired and pointed mouth big vole was guarding next to a pile of hay at the innermost end of the cave, showing sharp teeth, squeaking and threatening, and on the soft hay, there were seven or eight pink and tender little voles.

These young voles can't sense the danger of the outside world yet, squirming their bodies, their mouths poking left and right, as if they are looking for their mother's ****.

The fur of the big vole stirred, and it continued to squeak its teeth and make threatening noises, obviously with no intention of escaping,

Zhao Yunfei could clearly feel the fear of the big vole, in front of humans, they seemed too weak, but the natural motherhood prompted it to guard his child's side.

The trembling vole guarded the cub with his life and never gave up, which reminded Zhao Yunfei of that painful and unforgettable night for the rest of his life.

That night, it was like a nightmare.

The year was 2008 - May 12, yes, the day of the Wenchuan earthquake.

Donglongquan Village, where Zhao Yunfei's home is located, should be relatively far away from Wenchuan, the epicenter, but the energy released by this earthquake is so strong that it is felt not only in the whole country, but even in the entire Asian region, and the news of the earthquake quickly spread around the world through various channels such as the Internet, television, and mobile phones.

The villagers of Donglongquan Village only felt a few shakes under their feet, which was not particularly violent, and some people did not even react to the earthquake, until they heard someone shouting about the earthquake on the street, and then walked out of their homes to see what was going on.

The villagers squatted on the side of the street and chatted about the earthquake, and the loudspeaker in the village also symbolically broadcast it to make the villagers pay attention to the aftershocks and dilapidated houses, and most of the villagers scoffed: "Cut, all the fuss, what is there to pay attention to?

At night, Zhao Yunfei's family stayed outside until more than eleven o'clock, thinking that there would be no problem, so they went into the house to sleep.

Who knows, those few shakes during the day have caused serious damage to this old blue brick house, just when they were asleep, the wooden beams of the house made a huge breaking sound, and then with a "boom", the heavy mud roof collapsed.

Zhao Yunfei and Xiao Ji were pushed from the kang to the kang by their father in their sleep, and when Zhao Yunfei understood what was going on, his father was holding the edge of the kang with his arms, and used his body to build a life space for him and his sister.

At that time, his sister, who was only more than a year old, cried loudly because of fear, in the dark, Zhao Yunfei felt a drop of warm liquid dripping on his face, he realized what it was, and cried and asked his father what was wrong, but his father smiled and comforted him: "Son, it will be fine, someone will come to rescue us in a while!"

At dawn, the villagers finally used their hands to pick open the thick mud roof and the beams and wooden frames below to rescue them, Zhao Yunfei and his sister Xiaoji were unscathed, while his father was seriously injured and left this world forever before being sent to the hospital.

On that day, it rained in the sky, and Zhao Yunfei couldn't tell how many tears he shed, whether it was tears or rain!

The father is the child's day, and now, the sky has fallen and turned into a cold corpse.

Fortunately, my mother went to my uncle's house that day because she was worried about the safety of my uncle's family and escaped the disaster.

With the help of the villagers, Zhao Yunfei's family cleaned up the collapsed roof and added some wood to repair the house.

The family has no father as a pillar, no source of income, the family has few fields, and the little food produced in the field is only enough for rations, which is not enough to maintain life, if this continues, the final result can only be no clothes, and if there is no money to buy agricultural materials such as fertilizers and seeds, it may even be hungry, such examples are not uncommon in remote rural areas, in desperation, my mother chose to go to work in big cities outside the province, so that Zhao Yunfei's brothers and sisters became left-behind children.

In poor rural families, children as young as seven or eight years old are already able to take care of the family, while many urban children of the same age even have to touch their mother's Momo every night to fall asleep.

Although my mother left two children at home with no one to take care of, there is nothing to worry about, the remote mountain village environment is relatively closed, as long as you do not leave the village, there are basically no problems such as traffic safety and human trafficking.

In the first few months of their mother's absence, the Zhao Yunfei siblings received remittance slips every month, which was not much, but it was enough for them to live.

However, suddenly, one month, the remittance was interrupted, and the green grid slip that Zhao Yunfei's siblings had been looking forward to and representing living expenses never appeared again, and his mother was never heard from since.

If the father is the child's day, then the mother is the child's land, and the Zhao Yunfei brothers and sisters who have no sky will not even have the land in the end!

Unspeakable grief, misery, anxieties, sorrows...... All kinds of bad moods have entangled the young Zhao Yunfei for a long time, causing great trauma to his still immature heart, and he can't understand why disasters always happen to his family......

As a young man, he didn't know what the Matthew Effect was – the good could easily be better, and the bad could easily be worse!

Why is it that he often looks up at the stars at night and utters such a cry in his heart!

In the following years, Zhao Yunfei read a lot of books, as long as he could find a book, he read it all over again, and he hoped to find the answer to his fate in the books.

The answer to fate was certainly not so easy to find, and books inadvertently enriched his soul.

Sorrow, still so heavy, as he grew older, was not always on his face, but deeply seared into his heart, which was recorded in one of his private little books:

1、

On that sad night,

Looking at you

Watching you go with the wind,

The laughter of the past,

Tears at the moment,

but they cannot restore you;

...

In dreams that don't want to wake up,

I want to

I want to go with you,

Laughter in dreams,

Wake up to tears,

And the boundless loneliness.

...

There can be no day,

can be without land,

It just can't be without you;

...

I curse the heavens,

Cursed Lands,

Curse the eternal separation.

...

2、

Why is the sky so melancholy,

Why is the earth so miserable,

Is it because in my heart,

It was raining in the autumn months;

...

The figure of the loved one is gone,

Grief makes me unable to help myself,

I want to be in your arms,

soothe the sorrow of my heart;

...

If we can't rely on each other in this life,

Looking forward to meeting again in the next life,

That warm and kind gaze,

Melt the loneliness in my heart.

...

If we can rely on each other again in this life,

Watch the moon rise over the wasteland,

Bring the news that you are missing,

Let me be with you for the rest of my life.

...

If we can meet again in the next life,

Let the bitter tears turn into meteor showers,

Bring the news that you are missing,

Let me be with you in the next life.

-- Left-behind teenager Zhao Yunfei

Although the poems are very young, this is the expression of the depths of the young man's soul, and it can be regarded as a way of emotional sustenance, so that the young man's sentiments are not wiped out by the difficult life and high-intensity labor.