There are many indescribable and wonderful moments in a person's life. This kind of moment is destined to happen on a certain day, a certain hour, a certain second, but its decisive influence transcends time.
Hong Yanwu took a deep breath and finally opened the door with trembling hands.
"Creak-", the door hinge rang. As a stronger medicinal gas hit his face, the home he dreamed of appeared before his eyes.
The same elm wood octagonal table greeted the door. On the corner of the table was a steaming medicine jar, as if the medicine had just been decanted.
There are still so many burn marks and scratches on the tabletop, and the mother-of-pearl inlays on the table that only have numerous scratches left were cut off and wasted by him with a knife when he was a child. In his impression, his father often sat there
At this table, while drinking his constant jasmine double smoke, he would squint his eyes and hum a few lines of "Xiaoyaojin" from time to time.
On the desk behind the desk is a white porcelain bust of the leader like a god. It was placed here after the revolutionary young man smashed the original pastel hat stand. The gilt Western clock on the desk seems to be the mother's.
The dowry is old and can still be used, but the little foreigner inside can no longer move, and it moves faster by two or three minutes every hour.
On the wall behind the bill is a photo of the great leader, framed in a glass frame, and hung majestically in the middle of the hall. Originally hanging here was a picture of my grandfather’s Western mountains and rivers, and the couplet written by my father, “Danxia shines brightly on the moon.”
, "The breeze moves the stream", but during the "exercise", my mother closed the courtyard door and burned it secretly. At that time, my father couldn't bear to watch and hid in other houses. At the same time, there were many other things that were turned into ashes.
Calligraphy and painting, as well as photos and letters.
In short, the entire main room looks dilapidated and old, the color is gray, but everything is neat and spotless. The most decent thing in the room is the pot of jade-skin narcissus on the flower table by the window. The rectangular narcissus.
In the flowerpot, various colors of crystal colored stones can be seen in the water. The emerald green seedlings growing on several flower bulbs are either Jiuqi or Shiyiqi. Every time they bloom, almost all of them bloom. When exposed to the sun, they show the beauty of the flower pot.
The colors and liveliness are very different from the environment.
"Who?" A clear question came from the back room on the west side.
"Me." Hong Yanwu quickly stepped into the house.
When he closed the door and turned around, a girl with a medicine bowl in her hand had walked out of the back room, staring at him with surprise in her eyes.
"elder brother?"
"Xiao Ru."
Hong Yanwu had a smile on his face, but his voice was choked with sobs.
His younger sister, Hong Yanru, was three years younger than him and looked exactly like his mother. She was dressed in light blue and plain clothes with many patches, and she stood so slim in front of him.
At this time, looking at the good sister he had lost in his memory made Hong Yanwu feel so kind and warm.
My sister is still young, has not yet married, or has children. The important thing is that she is still alive!
For a moment, his eyes blurred.
Hong Yanru could not understand Hong Yanwu's inner turmoil at all, and her reaction was only surprise. She couldn't wait to put down the medicine bowl, hugged Hong Yanwu's arm, and pulled him affectionately toward the back room on the west side.
"Third brother, come on, come in..." Hong Yanru shouted excitedly while reporting to the back room. "Dad, my third brother is home!"
In this way, Hong Yanwu was dragged into the back room on the west side.
On a small bed converted from an Arhat bed, he immediately saw another relative he had lost - his father Hong Lucheng.
When father and son met, each other was undoubtedly excited.
Hong Lucheng's eyes clearly brightened, and he even held his hands to try to sit up. But he was stunned for a moment, but then gave up. Then, his face froze as his body trembled, and he forced himself to look indifferent.
In his previous life, Hong Yanwu had never seen his father on the sickbed, so his father's current sick appearance gave him a strong shock. His father was much thinner than his last impression, almost to the point of skin and bones. That broad
His forehead, sunken eye sockets, and gray hair all showed the haggardness of a terminal illness.
Thinking back to the conflict between father and son in his previous life, and the regret of never seeing each other again. At this moment, he could not help but have an extremely complicated emotion. There was fear, luck, regret, and even some illusions and unhappiness.
reality.
Prompted by a burst of inexplicable sourness and melancholy, he walked to his father's bed and called out affectionately, "Dad!"
Hearing this address, Hong Lucheng's eyes were obviously red, but he still had a stern face, pretending not to recognize him, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
This sentence made Hong Yanwu extremely embarrassed but speechless. He couldn't help but look at Hong Yanru.
But the younger sister had no choice. Her big eyes were full of helplessness and she could only bite her lip gently.
Hong Yanwu pondered for a moment, then lowered his head to show his goodwill. "Dad, I am your son. Are you okay?"
Hong Lucheng frowned and snorted coldly. "You don't need to worry about whether I'm okay or not. Didn't you say you don't have me as your father?"
These words are tantamount to a slap in the face.
"Dad, I miss you. This is my home. Yes, I said bastard words back then. I am an unfilial son and I am sorry for you. That's why I have to ask for your forgiveness." Hong Yanwu lowered his head as he spoke.
.
"Excuse me? I'm telling you, it's too late!"
It could be seen that Hong Lucheng was very angry. He hammered the edge of the bed hard and said sternly. "You are not only sorry for us, but who can you deserve for the things you did? You are a shameless person, you are a bad person."
The virtues of the Hong family have all been wiped out by you."
Hong Yanwu's heart was sinking. He knew that what he had done was like a knife that had pierced his father's heart. And he could not blame his father for criticizing him at all.
"Dad, you see, the government has forgiven me. They released me and gave me a chance to start a new life. I beg you to give me another chance..."
Hong Yanwu's plea made Hong Lucheng look painful, but his attitude was still firm.
"If you can change, it's still today? No need to waste any more words. From now on, you are you and I am me. You'd better go."
"Dad...just...forgive Third Brother this time. Dad, please."
Hong Yanru saw that her father seemed to have given up and really wanted to drive her brother away, so she finally couldn't help but interject and beg for mercy.
Hong Lucheng was very unhappy because of his daughter's involvement. "Xiaoru, you're so troublesome! Don't you know how he left this home?"
Although Hong Yanru didn't want her father to be angry, she still refused to give up because it was about Hong Yanwu's stay. "It doesn't matter how the third brother could not treat you in the past, nor how you were angry with the third brother in the past. After all... after all, he is
Your own son, can't you forgive me?"
At this point, she turned to comfort Hong Yanwu. "Brother, actually... Dad and Mom miss you very much..."
But Hong Lucheng snorted and denied it directly. "Shut up. I don't have this son. He severed ties with this family two years ago. Let him go!"
Hong Yanru was so anxious that she actually talked back to her father for the first time. "Dad, you can't be so impulsive. Who can avoid making mistakes? You will regret it if you drive away your child!"
"Regret? If it were an outsider, I might forgive him and tolerate him, but when I think that he is my son, I feel cold from the inside out... The thing I regret most in my life is that I shouldn't have
He shouldn’t have a son like him when he was born!”
These words were like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, making Hong Yanwu feel that his body and mind were bleeding. In an instant, the pain and debt of the past were as clear as a knife. His face was pale, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to burrow under.
Hong Yanru didn't expect her father to say such serious words, so she let out a cry of sadness. "Dad!"
"Xiaoru, if you continue to speak for him, I...I won't recognize you either."
Hong Lucheng was so angry that he scolded his daughter for the first time. After that, he closed his eyes and said nothing, no longer looking at the two children in front of him.
Hong Yanru couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to say more.
But Hong Yanwu didn't want his sister to be angered by his father, so he frowned and pulled her and shook his head.
However, Hong Yanwu did not lose heart. When his father calmed down a little, he begged again in a gentle voice. "Dad, blood is always blood. No matter how we are at odds, you are still my father wherever you go. Can we have a good talk?"
"
Hong Lucheng showed great resistance and kept his eyes closed. "If you can't change your character, there's nothing to talk about. In your original words, 'I don't want to stay in this family anymore.'
Your enemy'. In this case, let's just end it so that we don't both get awkward."
Hong Yanwu seemed to have been slapped again, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he regained his courage and said, "Dad, I know you are angry and you don't want to believe me anymore. But can you listen to me and tell me what's in your heart?"
Words?"
Hong Lucheng still looked indifferent and even hummed lazily.
At this moment, Hong Yanwu suddenly had a feeling that there would be many unexpected things in life. In the past, he never thought about the pain that his willful behavior would bring to his relatives and his father.
Exclude him. And this result has now pushed him into a situation where he is embarrassed and on the verge of tears. This is probably the so-called cause and effect cycle.
A burst of deep regret hit him, and he hung his head deeply, and tears fell uncontrollably.
Hong Lucheng seemed to feel something, and he unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Hong Yanwu.
But Hong Yanwu was immersed in his own emotions and didn't notice it at all. He just whimpered and continued talking.
"Leaving home made me think a lot. Whether it's good or bad, I'm afraid only I know how heavy the price I paid for my mistakes. You used to say that you got blisters on your feet by yourself. That's right.
, I now understand the meaning of this sentence more and more. No matter what you think, this home will always be my home. You will always be my dad. I leave home, leave you, leave mom, leave relatives, this is me
The only thing I did wrong.”
Every word of these words is full of true feelings, spoken slowly with choking and hoarseness, and it is impossible not to feel excited when listening to them.
Therefore, when Hong Yanwu finished speaking, no one in the room spoke for a long time.
In this eerie silence, even the clanging bells in the main room could no longer be heard, only the rustling wind outside.
This also made everyone in the room quietly feel the heaviness of the atmosphere, and the entanglement, chill and pain in their hearts.
After a long time, Hong Lucheng finally raised his head and stared at his son seriously.
Hong Yanwu also unexpectedly discovered at this time that his father's eyes were filled with tears, and his hostile attitude seemed to have loosened a lot. He couldn't help but feel some hope.
At this critical moment, Hong Yanru said a decisive word.
"Dad...you don't recognize me, what will mom do..."
Hong Lucheng was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately started coughing violently and fell down on the bed. His unruly eagerness was really rare for his two children.
When Hong Yanwu's brother and sister all stepped forward to help them, they simultaneously discovered that two lines of cold old tears had fallen down on their father's weathered face...
My father allowed my brother to stay. The happiest person about this was Hong Yanru.
After coming out of her father's room, she was like a little bird. She kept chirping and asking her what it was like in Chadian, whether she was tired from working, and whether she was afraid of earthquakes. Hong Yanwu answered all of them. In turn, Hong Yanwu also asked his sister about it.
The situation at home.
Under the bright sunshine, the brother and sister gathered together. Although the words were light, they were filled with the love of brotherhood. They talked about everything and a lot of irrelevant things. But when Hong Yanru asked about the food situation at Chadian Farm, Hong Yanwu suddenly remembered
Hungry.
There were only some leftovers at home, and it was hard for Hong Yanru to say anything. However, Hong Yanwu didn't mind it, and rushed into the kitchen as soon as he heard there was food. Then, he stopped his sister who wanted hot food, and gave her a rough meal.
When he drank the remaining porridge in the pot in a daze, kneaded two half-cold steamed buns, and picked out the soybeans in the pickles until not a single one was left, then he took a beating.
Hiccup, he straightened up with satisfaction.
Hong Yanru looked on at the side dumbfounded, thinking that the third brother was in the labor camp and didn't have enough to eat, so her eyes became red again.
Hong Yanwu couldn't help but persuade and cajole, claiming that he had not been able to brush his teeth for a day, so he played the role of Zhu Bajie for his sister. This finally made Hong Yanru burst into laughter again.
Hong Yanru knew that the third brother could not live without money, so before Hong Yanwu could say anything, she went back to the house and took the initiative to get her two yuan, and asked Hong Yanwu to go to the bathhouse to take a bath first. Because it was all the change she had saved from cardboard boxes, she
I'm a bit embarrassed to say that the money is a bit short.
But Hong Yanwu's reaction made Hong Yanru unexpected. He did not accept it as happily as before, but became uncharacteristically silent. And then, what was even more unexpected was that Hong Yanwu actually took out ten yuan and stuffed it into her hand.
In hand!
Hong Yanru was shocked. The money was too much and she didn't dare to ask for it.
But Hong Yanwu forced her to return the money and hugged her tightly.
Then, Hong Yanru heard Hong Yanwu say something in her ear, "Buy something for yourself. Third brother I was sorry for you before, but I will never let you suffer any more injustice in the future."
This made Hong Yanru's heart feel warm immediately, but she had never been hugged like this before. Even her brother couldn't adapt to it. She couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly tried to get away.
After she finally broke free, she was about to complain that Hong Yanwu's actions were too reckless, but she found that his eyes were filled with tears and he was almost crying. This immediately made her confused again.
What's wrong with Third Brother today? Everything seems strange. Why is he so sentimental when he comes back? It's like he's a different person.
The same thing I said to my father just now...is this still the same brother who was not serious at all?
Seeing Hong Yanru stunned, Hong Yanwu realized that his emotions were out of control. He quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, touched his sister's head affectionately, leaving only the words "I'm going to take a shower and will be back in a while" and walked out the door.
When Hong Yanru calmed down and chased him out, Hong Yanwu had long disappeared. She looked at the money in her hand and felt troubled again.
This is ten yuan, which is enough for the whole family to pay for food for a month.
If it’s a cardboard box, a small building block box that costs two cents a cent, a big one that costs five cents or eight cents, a shoe box that costs one and two cents, and the biggest one is a cake box that costs one and a half cents. According to this calculation, then
How many do you have to make to earn it?
Ah! Where did this money... third brother come from?
Thinking of this, Hong Yanru's eyes suddenly opened wide, but then she immediately shook her head.
No, it won't happen. The third brother just came home today, how can it be possible? Maybe it was given by someone else? But what if...
Hong Yanru felt more and more confused, and finally sighed helplessly. In short, she decided to put the money away for now, and wait for the third brother to come back later to ask questions.
After a while, she remembered something very important that she had to do quickly. So, after entering the house and saying hello to her father, she turned around and left the house.
In fact, the place she wanted to go was very close. She just wanted to use the public phone at Qiu Zi's house in the west courtyard across the street so that she could tell her mother at work that her third brother had returned home.
She knew her mother's heart very well. Ever since Hong Yanwu was sent to the labor camp, her mother had been counting the days day by day, tearing up the calendar one by one, hoping that her son would come home soon.
Mom will be very happy when she receives her call.