Arty Records

As soon as he left the town, a person on the side of the road shouted: "Dali, lend your sledge to my uncle's envoy to pull some sledges."

"Uncle Yu, I'm carrying passengers..."

"Where are you going? By the way, I'll help you run forever."

"It's not close, walk along the river, and Manggan Road has to go up. You don't have to be on duty?"

"I'm familiar with the river course! I just picked up some firewood. I went to work the day before today, who will keep watch till the next day? They're all gone!"

Fang Sishen received the look from old Yutou, and before he could understand it, he said with happiness in his mouth: "Then thank you, Uncle Yu."

The sledge driver saw that these two seemed to be acquaintances, and he didn't need to work hard to earn 100 yuan for nothing, so he readily agreed.

Lao Yu's head handle was very good, his whip shook lightly, and with a yell, the horse ran forward automatically.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Fang Sishen instinctively felt that his appearance was a major turning point, so he suppressed his excitement: "My surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Sishen." After thinking about it, he added, "This is the name I changed after returning to Beijing. In the past, my adoptive father's surname was He Zhirou. His name is He Shensi. During the 26th year of the Republic of China to reclaim forests in Manggan Road, he did not leave after the major transformation. He lived in the forest farm until his death in 48. When we were young, our family was neighbors with Uncle Lian Fuhai..."

Old Yutou nodded, but his tone was a bit unfriendly: "Young people are obstinate when they do things. I haven't heard from them for so many years. It's not good to live their own lives? What if you have to work hard and see people die or see corpses? What else are you posting?" Missing person notice, I think you have money to burn it?"

Fang Sishen asked: "Did you see the missing person notice I posted?" His notice stated that those who provide clues will be rewarded [-] yuan if they are verified to be true.

"The one named Cao sent someone to tear it up."

Fang Sishen was taken aback: "Why?"

"Why, heh heh, I'm afraid that you really found someone."

Fang Sishen was overjoyed: "Do you know where Uncle Lian is?"

The sledge was already on the river, the ice was flat, and the horse was running fast.He was so excited that he spoke in a hurry, and was immediately choked by the wind, coughing non-stop.

After he stopped coughing, he waited for a while, but he didn't see Lao Yutou replying.

"Uncle Yu?"

"Don't worry, we'll talk when we get to the ground." Throwing down such a blunt sentence, he was silent all the way to the end.

The sledge was traveling extremely fast on the ice. After more than an hour, the forest on the bank became denser and gradually penetrated into the interior of Manggan Road.The snow-covered forest is pure and bright, and it is truly worthy of the Yushu Qiongzhi.

Fang Sishen recalled the scene of the riverside being in full swing during the logging season in winter.My young self likes to use all four limbs in the waist-deep snow, climb to the top of the hillside after a lot of hard work, and watch the big trees slide down the slope, slither down the ice, and bring up a cloud of snowflakes and mist , like artificial snowfall, very interesting.Then imagine that I am also a tree, jumping off suddenly, and slipping out to the river, with snow all over my body and face.

The trees felled that year will be dragged to the river bank near the forest farm with a large sledge, and then loaded directly into the truck.Now the replanted saplings on both sides of the bank have grown into young forests, densely packed, and there is no longer a wide road for sledge trucks to enter and exit.

Those young forests all looked the same, but luckily the terrain hadn't changed much, and the third undulating hill appeared in view, Fang Sishen straightened his back and leaned forward.

It was there, in that forest, that the ashes of Jiang Xiaolan and He Shensi were buried.

As the subject of lifelong forest reclamation, Zidang should resolutely implement the new trend of funerals.After Jiang Xiaolan and He Shensi died, not only no coffin was used, but no tombstone was even erected.A pit was dug to bury the columbarium, and a few larch trees were transplanted on it as identification marks.

"Uncle Yu, my mother and adoptive father...are buried there."

"Want to go see?"

"think."

As the sledge got closer, Fang Sishen saw it clearly, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation.It was clearly a newly planted birch and pine mixed forest, and the trees were less than ten years old depending on the size.

"Uncle Yu, all the old trees in this forest... have been cut down?"

"They've all been cut down. Not a single tree has fallen."

"Want to go in?"

Fang Sishen shook his head: "No... just take a look here."

When he was dazed enough, he turned around, and Old Yutou suddenly asked: "Since you are very familiar with the surname Lian, you should know the old station of the Third Squadron?"

Fang Sishen's heart beat wildly: "I know."

Old Yu Tou hummed, and stopped talking.Go a little further and stop at the edge of the woods.

"I'll wait for you here for an hour. If you can't find it, come out quickly. If you don't come out for an hour, just pretend you found it. Don't wait any longer."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Old Yutou looked at him: "Since he grew up in the woods, is it okay to sleep in a tent?"

"no problem."

"Well, if you haven't come out for an hour, I'll pick you up again at noon tomorrow. Remember, I'm only sending you to visit your parents."

"Remember, thank you!"

Old Yu said with a straight face: "That's a dead brain, and you are also a dead brain. Don't be afraid of the hardness of the south wall, but a dead brain. Hurry up and see your luck."

Fang Sishen thanked him again, jumped off the sledge, tied up his shoelaces and trouser legs, picked up a branch of uniform thickness as a walking stick, and walked into the forest.

Not all deforested forests have manpower and funds to replant saplings.This forest is full of rampant wild shrubs.Although it is a bit strenuous to walk, fortunately, the height of the shrubs is limited, so there is no need to worry about large beasts hiding among them.Fang Sishen carefully judged the direction and headed towards the logging team station in his memory.There has been no heavy snow in the past year, but the previous snow is still thicker than knees.Because of the emotional excitement and the familiar environment triggering many memories, I don't think it is bitter, but happy.

The clump of grass and trees in front was obviously shorter, and Fang Sishen couldn't help cheering in his heart: Here we are.Because the tents had been stationed for a long time and the stove was lit, the plants on this land were shorter and sparser than those in other areas.Looking around, my heart sank a little bit.According to what Old Yutou said, there should be tents here, why is it so empty and uninhabited?

Suddenly two dogs barked, Fang Sishen was startled, and immediately followed the sound to find him.A big dog appeared in the bushes at some point, with gray and black fur, energetic and beautiful.

"You...are Uncle Lian's dog?"

"Woof! Wang!" The dog barked again.Fang Sishen tried to lean over, but the big dog suddenly turned around and ran away, jumping and moving away.

"Hey! Don't run! Don't run!"

In the snowy forest, people can't run faster than dogs.Fang Sishen knew that the clue was on the dog, and he gritted his teeth and chased desperately, but he didn't know how far. Seeing the gray and black shadow disappear behind the bushes, he staggered and fell into the snow, gasping for breath. Chest pain.

"Say! Who are you? What are you doing?" A deep voice sounded from the front.

Fang Sishen raised his head slowly, pointing a shotgun at himself alone, with a burly figure, a vicissitudes of life, a disheveled gray beard, and his sharp gaze could not be concealed.

Tears came down from laughing: "Uncle Lian, I finally found you. I am Azhi, the old He's Azhi, do you remember?"

At night, in Lian Fuhai's small tent, Fang Sishen sat in front of the stove to dry shoes and clothes. "Ah Chirp!" He sneezed loudly.

"Uncle, I'll give you some ginger soup, or you might catch a cold." Lian Fuhai said, he found a piece of dried ginger from nowhere, and directly peeled it into the kettle to cook.

There are many tree stumps piled up on one side of the tent, stools, tables, chopping boards, firewood...all of them.On the other side are potatoes, vermicelli, dried noodles... There are also a few dried rabbits hanging on the top.Fang Sishen was sitting in a large robe sewn from a whole piece of sheepskin, which was used as both clothes and bed.

"Uncle Lian, you really are here. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs."

"Haha, no, it's warm in winter and cool in summer, so you don't have to worry about food and clothing! There's nothing wrong with letting me just live in the woods for the rest of my life."

The two uncles and nephews had exchanged a lot of recent situations, and seeing Lian Fuhai pretending to be open-minded, Fang Sishen was full of bitterness and indignation again, unable to vent.

"Uncle Lian, come back to the capital with me."

"Forget it. They confiscated my household registration card and ID card. When I left the forest, I couldn't move an inch. As long as I am in this forest, my uncle is the boss, and I am not afraid of anyone. If you have this kindness, uncle, tomorrow morning, you Let's go back."

"Uncle Lian..."

"I didn't expect to see you again in this life. Knowing that you are doing well, my uncle is relieved. Now I can see it. Arms can't twist the thighs, mantises can't stop the carts. People don't fight with officials, people don't fight with each other." Tiandou, if you fight, you will seek your own death. Live every day and make money."

"I'll go back and find a way, and come pick you up again."

"You child, don't say stupid things." Lian Fuhai waved his hand, not caring.

Fang Sishen was silent.He knew that there was nothing he could do.

Lian Fuhai was reduced to hiding in the mountains and becoming a savage, not just because he gathered workers to demand wages and went to the capital to sue.Three years ago, the government of Ahla Town was re-elected, and Lian Fuhai came again to ask for the arrears of wages. The newly appointed director of the Forest Management Office mobilized him to buy out the cash for a one-time buyout. , do some more activities, transfer to the city to change jobs, and receive normal monthly wages.

Even Fuhai became angry when he heard about it.There was a forest fire in winter that year—the forest area had to be burned several times a year, just like a water village was flooded several times a year, but the small ones were not known to the public—the forest management office took the opportunity to cut more wood as usual. Hundreds of cubic meters of good wood.Since the complete ban on logging, it is justifiable to enter the forest to cut trees, and the only opportunity is to use fire to burn wood.It is an open local secret and the most important gray income for grassroots officials to take advantage of the opportunity to steal good timber.

Lian Fuhai collected some strong evidence and went to the capital to sue again.The State Court of Justice ruled that he had leapfrogged the complaint, and before he knew it, he sent it back to Yeligune City, and Yeligune City sent it back to Ahla Town.The director of the Forest Management Office took people to Tu'an to arrest them, just as Lian Fuhai was impatient and was going to go directly to Beijing to sue the imperial court, so he blocked him.

Lian Fuhai laughed at Fang Sishen: "Speaking of which, who else beat up the director of the forest management office? It was worth it!"

As a result of punching in anger, he fled into the woods and hid for nearly three years.For Lian Fuhai, logging in winter and staying in the forest for several months at every turn, living in a tent was really not a hard job for Lian Fuhai.Poured a bowl of ginger soup for Fang Sishen, took out a few scraps of skin and spread them on the other side of the stove, and lay down to rest.

"It's better to go to school. You see, the surname Fang went to school and became a great professor. And you, you also got a Ph. D. If your parents know, how happy they are!"

"Uncle Lian..." Fang Sishen didn't know how to speak.Lian Fuhai clearly identified He Shensi as his biological father.

After several rounds, I asked, "Uncle Lian, do you think my father...do you know why my mother...has a disease?"

Lian Fuhai heaved a long sigh: "Your mother is suffering in her heart! She is a spoiled young lady who was suddenly sent to this poor mountain to suffer from the cold, her parents died, her family collapsed, and she would never be able to go back. She felt that It's a disease of hopelessness."

Fang Sishen remembered that He Shensi occasionally complained in the past, and even Fu Hai spoke up for Jiang Xiaolan like this.I didn't understand it at the time, but now I revisit it, and I understand it instantly.

"Uncle Lian, do you... like my mother?"

Lian Fuhai's old face was flushed red by the fire, and even his beard changed color: "Azhi, you...you knew it a long time ago, right? Your mother is so beautiful, who doesn't like it? That's right, I like Xiaolan, but I've never thought anything wrong. Since she married your father, I haven't spoken to her alone... Could it be that you can't trust your Uncle Lian? "

"Uncle Lian, I believe you."

After a long silence, Fang Sishen said softly: "Uncle Lian, do you know that before my father died, he told me that I was not his biological son."

"What did you say?!" Lian Fuhai sat up suddenly, "Azhi, say it again, what are you not?"

"My dad said... I'm not his biological son."

"Impossible!" Lian Fuhai roared.The fire was shaken by his exhaled breath, the big dog was also startled, hummed twice, and curled up in the corner again.

"Why not?"

"You are the seed of He Shensi, your mother said it herself!"

"Uncle Lian, can I trouble you to talk about the situation at that time?"

Lian Fuhai said without hesitation, "You probably don't know that I am the manggandao who came to the year you were born."

The student logging teams undergoing transformation will be equipped with a certain proportion of regular forest farm workers, who will serve as supervisors and guides.In the 33rd year of the Republic of China, the third major reform entered the later stage, and its momentum gradually weakened, and the supervision of students was gradually relaxed, so even new workers like Fu Hai were sent there to exercise.

"That year just after the thaw, the surname Fang asked for leave and went back to Beijing. When he came back, the students all said that his family had a relationship and could get him back in advance. At that time, your mother...dedicatedly liked the surname Fang. Yes, I really don't know what to do with that kind of white-faced scholar who is eccentric and phony... It didn't take long for Xiaolan to find out that she was pregnant with a child. Everyone thought it was Fang, but no one thought that she said it was He Shensi. Your father admitted it on the spot without saying a word, you said, can this be fake?"

Fang Sishen stared quietly at the top of the tent.After a long while, I asked Lian Fuhai: "Uncle Lian, you said my mother liked... like someone with the surname Fang, so how could she get along with my dad? Or do you think my dad is that kind of nonsense?"

Lian Fuhai was stopped by the question: "This...it's really strange for you to say that."

Lian Fuhai, a young lumberjack who had a crush on Jiang Xiaolan back then, was hit hard by the inside story that Jiang and He publicly confessed. Half his life has passed, and he never thought of doubting it.

At this time, Fang Sishen asked again: "Uncle Lian, do you think my father would deliberately make up such lies to deceive me when he was dying?"

Lian Fuhai shook his head: "Probably not." Suddenly thinking of something, he couldn't speak smoothly, "Azhi, you can't really be... surnamed Fang..."

"No. Uncle Lian, I know this."

"Ah, then..." Lian Fuhai was confused, "Then Xiaolan...she..."

"Uncle Lian," Fang Sishen licked his lips, his mind was clearer than ever before, "Do you think, my dad, if... if a girl is bullied, beg him... to recognize the child, will he... promise?"

Lian Fuhai was dumbfounded by the question.

After a while, he nodded heavily: "Yes. Your father...he is this kind of person. "

After reacting, her voice trembled: "Azhi, don't guess, your mother she...she..." It seemed as if some monster hidden in the darkness was about to jump out, even if Lian Fuhai was a tough guy, what happened? Caring for the cherished one, he couldn't help panicking, "How could it be... Azhi, don't make wild guesses, don't make wild guesses..." But his intuition told him that the cruelest guesses are often the truth.

"Uncle Lian, you are right. Mom is suffering. If only... Mom met you earlier and married you."

Who is the father? After guessing the riddle for so long, the answer is no longer important.At this moment, Fang Sishen only felt that he owed too much to his adoptive father and mother, especially the mother who only got fear from her son in her lifetime.Tears slipped down quietly, for this belated longing and love for my mother.

"When your mother... passed away, I thought more than ten thousand times that she would be fine if she married me. But now... look, what good is it to marry me? You can't wear a new dress, you can't eat a meal. Have a good meal. Uncle has no education, no skills, and is not good enough for your mother."

Fang Sishen thought: I really like it, what is there to deserve?It's just that in this world, poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.

The phone screen on the tree stump flickered a few times, Fang Sishen picked it up, and it disappeared again.

Lian Fuhai calmed down and said, "Put on your leather robe and go out, and walk to a higher place."

After walking to the high ground, the phone was finally connected even though the signal was weak.Intermittent, barely able to sustain a conversation.

It took a lot of effort for Hong Xinyao to push back the evening entertainment and hide in his room.As Du Huanxin said, the license plate is the pass, and the "Snow Leopard" military vehicle drove directly into the government guest house, and the dinner was arranged by the mayor's secretary.According to Lao Lin, if Du Huanxin came, the mayor would definitely receive him in person, and if his brother-in-law came, he would be accompanied by the secretary.After eating the mountain delicacies, we arranged entertainment activities with "unique local characteristics".Young Master Hong knew that the commotion would not stop until midnight, so he reasoned that he wanted to get up early to hunt tomorrow, so he got some peace and quiet.

"You said you were going to visit the grave, what happened?"

It's hard for him to think about this all the time, Fang Sishen hummed: "It's okay. I found the person I was looking for."

"Just find it. How are you going tomorrow?"

"I booked a taxi." Fang Sishen remembered about the taxi now, and he had to remember to call the driver later.

"Let me tell you, I'm in Yeligunie now." Feeling that Fang Sishen was not in a good mood, Young Master Hong thought it was not a good time to design a surprise, so he decided to discuss it with him honestly.

"Ah, why do you..."

"Come to hunt and play, and pick you up by the way. What time did you book the car?"

Fang Sishen calculated the time: "I will definitely arrive before dinner."

If you insist on picking it up, the nerd will probably not be happy.I am not familiar with the environment, so when this car drives past, it is better for him to come directly from there.So Hong Xinyao asked: "Then I'll wait for you at the hotel?"

"it is good."

The two checked the details, ended the call amidst a burst of noise, and then contacted the taxi driver to pick him up at Mangan Road at noon.Subconsciously, Fang Sishen was not at ease with Deputy Director Cao, so he didn't plan to stay in Ahla again.

Back in the tent, Lian Fuhai looked at him: "Azhi, did you come back this time to find out your father's last words?" Despite such speculation, he did not intend to change He Shensi's title.

"Yes, come back to see you, Uncle Lian, and ask about this by the way. I wanted to pay my respects to my parents' graves, but the old trees in the forest are gone..." For some reason, I talked to Hong Xinyao on the phone, feeling inexplicable It's much easier, and when I talk about these again, the tone is very peaceful.

Lian Fuhai's face changed slightly when he heard the last sentence: "Your father's ashes were taken away by Fang...you don't know?"

"what?"

"You really don't know?"

Fang Sishen shook his head blankly.

"In the fall of the year you left, Fang came back suddenly and said he was going through the adoption procedures for you and moved your household registration to the capital. He also said that your father was originally from the capital and should be moved back to be buried again. I asked him if he wanted to take the Your mother took it away too, but he said he couldn't take it. I...cough, Azhi, I'm sorry for you, but I'm being selfish..." Seeing Fang Sishen staring at himself without blinking, he braced himself and said, " At that time, the forest was cut down, and the pine tree we planted together would not be able to keep it sooner or later. I thought, I can’t let your mother get lost, so I decided to move Xiaolan inside... If you want to Take it away, Shuming will take you there early..."

It turned out that there was such a thing.

Fang Sishen made up his mind: "Let's do this first, Uncle Lian. I'm not prepared this time, we'll talk about it next time."

A helpless couple was taken away by their lover after death.Or, is it another kind of fate?