On September 18th, Wei Ran drove the domestic SUV that Secretary Bai borrowed for him, pulling Suisui and other girls who had come to watch the ceremony, and drove early to the area near Sister Juan's old cave dwelling.
Field clearings in the Calabash River.
It has only been a week, and the place has become much more spacious. Even the bumpy and steep dirt road that was originally inaccessible seems to have been repaired. Not only has the slope been much gentler, but it has also been paved with a layer of broken bricks.
It seems that a press has also been used to press the porcelain to an extraordinarily solid state.
"Drive up?"
In the car, Suisui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked. Today, both she and Wei Ran, as well as Katenka and others who were following in the car behind them, all put on black formal clothes.
"Let's drive up"
As he spoke, Wei Ran slowly stepped on the accelerator and drove the two-wheel-drive car all the way up, passing the three old cave dwellings that seemed to be still being repaired, the jujube tree covered with red dates and the harvested millet.
Land, along the newly opened dirt road all the way up, and finally stopped at the edge of the highest point of the loess mountain, at the edge of a wolfberry field.
Without getting out of the car, they could clearly see that less than 20 meters into the wolfberry field, almost at the highest point of the mountain, a not-so-luxurious cemetery had been erected.
On the tombstone that is not very tall, but faces the direction of Yan'an, under a conspicuous relief red star, there are the words "Tomb of Red Army Revolutionary Martyr Li Zhuang" engraved.
Beside this martyr's tomb, there are two other different tombstones.
These two monuments are both in the shape of a semi-cylinder. If they were put together, anyone would be able to identify it as a stone mill.
On the section of the first half-stone roller, there are six mottled but still clearly legible words "The Tomb of Squad Leader Li of the Red Army" carved into it. Apart from that, there is nothing else.
On the cross-section of the second half stone roller, golden calligraphy was carved with detailed battle experiences about Li Zhuang and the indissoluble bond between the Yao family and the Red Army.
During the chat with Secretary Bai yesterday, Wei Ran also learned that the two-half stone roller was placed before and after Li Zhuang's coffin, and was buried in the loess together with the coffin. According to the instructions of one of Uncle Yao's elders,
It is said that this tombstone was made by the Yao family's grandfather who chiseled the old stone mill at home in order to avoid finding the place in the future.
While Wei Ran was staring blankly at the three old and new monuments outside the window, Suisui had already opened the car door and asked, "Will you take out the things you brought now?"
"Take it out," Wei Ran said, also pushing open the car door.
"Boss, can we get out of the car?" the Katenka sisters sitting in the back row asked in unison.
"Need not"
Wei Ran said, at this time several cars had already driven up one after another. It was really inappropriate for this group of warblers to be gathered together.
The Katenka sisters didn't have any objections to this, so they just sat in the car and looked at everything outside through the car window.
At nine o'clock in the morning, under the auspices of Secretary Bai, the Communists and villagers in the town who came here, as well as Uncle Jiang, Wei Ran and others who were also invited by Secretary Bai from Ganzi, came one after another in a solemn atmosphere.
A wreath was laid as an offering.
Seeing that the tombstone was surrounded by red and white chrysanthemums, paper flowers and a large bouquet of Qianghuo flowers specially brought by Uncle Jiang. Wei Ran also brought Sui Sui and brought a large bowl of white rice and a large plate of rice prepared in advance.
A small mountain of ice cream of various flavors was placed in front of the tombstone.
Behind them, a little girl with long hair who looked about ten years old and was wearing a school uniform and a red scarf. And a fat man who was also wearing a school uniform and a red scarf and looked like Yao Dajun, worked together to carry a
I walked to the tombstone and put the wreath down steadily.
Immediately afterwards, the girl took out a large handful of lollipops from her school uniform pocket and placed them on the altar in front of the tombstone. The little fat man took out a large bottle of juice and a large bowl from his arms.
With a smile, a large bowl full of juice was poured and placed on the altar.
"salute!"
When the little fat man stood up, the little girl shouted loudly, and the two little guys raised their arms in unison and presented the Young Pioneers Salute. The rest of the people bowed their heads and fell into silence.
"Sister, if the Soviet Union still existed, would this be what it would be like?"
In the compartment of the SUV that Wei Ran drove from, Anfiya muttered to herself and asked in English that the four of them could understand.
"What's it like?" Anfisa, who also looked sideways at the window, asked absently.
Anfiya pointed out the window and said, "China is like this."
Then, she changed into Italian that only Anfisa could understand, "If the Soviet Union still existed, would it be so lively in front of my mother's tombstone? There were people laying flowers and children saluting."
"It might be so lively, but the Soviet Union no longer exists and will never appear again."
Anfisa switched to English after speaking, "The Soviet Union is the Soviet Union, and China is China. Even if the Soviet Union still exists, it will not be like China. China is not a copy of the Soviet Union, nor is it a spiritual successor like Belarus or like Russia.
The heir to the wealth.”
"The Soviet Union no longer exists, and many people miss him."
Marta, a frontline military doctor from Wudong, also looked out the window and expressed her opinion, "It's just nostalgia. No one really wants to return to the Soviet Union. It would be a nightmare."
Having said this, Marta looked at the other people in the car, "While the boss is not here, how about we make a hypothesis?"
"What are you assuming?" Lu Xinda asked casually.
"Suppose China meets the end of the Soviet Union, what do you think they will do?"
Marta pointed out the window, "I mean the Chinese people, not just the Chinese people outside, what do you think they will do?"
"Although I'm not from China, I know the answer."
Lu Xinda, who had yellow skin and black hair, also looked at the silent crowd outside the window and said with a hint of envy, "Those people, I mean those Chinese people including the boss, they will make China reappear at all costs.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If you ask me, the only thing that can make China completely disappear from the earth may be aliens. Driving a spaceship, one shot can destroy the moon.
The kind of alien that explodes into eight pieces.”
"I'm not sure whether aliens can make China disappear. After all, I haven't encountered aliens yet."
Anfisa licked her lips when she said this, "But I guess, as long as the aliens don't make the Chinese people disappear, then there is a high probability that they will be served on the Chinese people's dining table.
Just like the ending of the monsters in the mysterious Chinese recipe story you recently translated for us."
"Who told you that it was a mysterious recipe story?" Lu Xinda looked at the other three people in astonishment with her eyes widened.
"Isn't it?" the Katenka sisters asked in unison.
Lu Xinda hugged her head, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas! That's the Classic of Mountains and Seas, not some mysterious Chinese recipe story! It's a mythological story, the same as the Bible, but a mythological story that is far older than the Bible!"
"Come on"
Marta obviously didn't believe it, "It's not like I haven't read the Bible. It doesn't explain how to cook God, the Virgin, or Judas, let alone the effects of eating them."
"Didn't the story of the Chinese monkey say that eating a Chinese monk can lead to eternal life? I guess eating God is about the same."
Anfisa said enthusiastically, "But let me tell you, I actually want to eat that pig, just like the one Sister Aurora's mother made for us last time..."
"Why don't we communicate in Russian?" Lu Xinda asked feebly.
"You don't understand Russian," Anfiya said in disgust.
"It's because I don't understand Russian," Lu Xinda mumbled vaguely as her CPU was about to smoke.
Not to mention where the endless chat between the four girls in the car ended, the ceremony outside the car window also came to an end with the crisp "ceremony" of the little girl named Li Lingxi.
There was no speech, no declaration, just like Li Zhuang didn't ask Wei Ran to make any guarantee.
When the ceremony was over, the villagers who came spontaneously also left in groups. Some said they would come here often to sit here and asked "Yao Laosan" to remember to set up some tables and chairs. Some said they would not be busy in the next few days.
When they were there, they would buy some saplings and plant them here so that "Yao Laosan" would not be reluctant to part with his ration land. Others urged "Yao Laosan" to repair their old cave dwelling as soon as possible.
In response to these requests, Uncle Yao, who was specially dressed in a formal suit today, complied with all of them very happily.
Those villagers who got satisfactory answers responded with promises such as "I'll help you beat the wolfberries when the time comes." They continued to walk back while surrounding Secretary Bai and County Magistrate Ma, who seemed to be quite popular, while using Wei Ran to barely manage.
The local dialect they understand tells the story of the older generation who helped the Red Army carry water, led the way, carried the wounded, and lamented whether they survived or failed to survive.
Until the end, in front of the tombstone filled with various sacrifices and bouquets of flowers, only Sister Juan's family, Uncle Jiang, Wei Ran and Suisui were invited, and of course, there were also those who had just got out of the car.
Katenka et al.
While the Katenka sisters, Marta and Lu Xinda were each carrying the bouquets they bought in the county to lay flowers, Sister Juan also pulled her girl along and greeted her enthusiastically, "Uncle Jiang, Teacher Wei, and
Sister Suisui, you all will go to my house later.
My dad and my brother were busy yesterday, and I must let you try our local specialty Nine Bowls of Thirteen Flowers today."
Before she finished speaking, Li Lingxi, who was being held by her hand, pointed to the tombstone behind her, raised her head and asked Uncle Yao in a sweet voice, "Grandpa, can you serve a separate portion and send it here later?"
ah?"
"Yes! There must be a share here!"
Uncle Yao promised fondly, "I will also give you a pot of rice wine made by grandpa himself!"
"Dad, why don't you change my surname to Li?"
The little fat man standing next to Yao Dajun asked in confusion, "Maybe I will become smarter after taking the surname of Grandpa Red Army."
"I think you need to be beaten again."
Before Yao Dajun finished speaking, he grabbed the chubby arm of the filial son, took off the new leather shoes he bought in the county town, and placed a pair of shoe soles on each side of his plump buttocks.
Suddenly, the originally solemn tomb of the martyrs, as expected, became peaceful and peaceful, decorated with full and energetic cries, but became much happier, as if...as if it should be like this.
