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"Laojiuyuan" - childhood memories

When I was a child, my father worked in a bacterial strain factory. During winter, summer, and holidays, my father would take me there to play. Along the way, the road winds around Changqing Mountain. It is a slightly uneven cement road with gravel from time to time. On one side is the verdant cypress tree, and on the other side is the endless crimson "city wall". You can't see it. The end. After a long downhill road, the view slowly became brighter. I couldn't help but raise my head. The sky was very bright. Rows of red walls and blue tiles were very conspicuous. Old-fashioned buildings from the 1950s and 1960s were everywhere in the air. The smell of bacteria was all I had at the time.

Later, from the elders in the factory, I learned that the factory area was the former "Laojiuyuan". Because "Laojiuyuan" moved away, there was the factory area where my father worked at that time. At that time, my father was working during the day, and almost no one cared about me. I had a lot of time to "run around", and I also met a few playmates who were about the same age as me. We "explored" together and visited every corner of the factory. corner.

There is only one house that we cannot enter. It is surrounded by an untidy bamboo fence. The small door is hung with a slightly rusty lock, which blocks our access. But we couldn't stop the curious teenagers. We always supported each other when no one was around, stood on tiptoes, jumped up, and "peeped" at what was inside the house, but in the end we couldn't see clearly, we just listened. Said a great man once lived there.

There is a narrow path behind the house that is not easy to find. Go straight along the path and you will find a relatively large cave. The cave is also blocked by an iron gate. Very few people set foot there. The area around the iron gate It was covered with weeds that were about the same height as I was at that time. I was a little scared, so I didn't dare to go any further. I could only look in from a distance through the crack of the iron gate. It was so dark that I couldn't see anything. Since then, that house and cave have always been a mysterious place for me.

It wasn’t until I grew up that I learned from books and from my parents that “Laojiuyuan” was the former site of the China Academy of Engineering Physics. That mysterious house once lived in According to Deng Jiaxian, the bomb hero, that cave was an air-raid shelter used to protect personal and financial safety in war-torn times.

In recent years, as the country attaches great importance to red education bases, various local governments have begun to dig deep into red resources. The factory area where my father worked was gradually withdrawn. Zitong County actively responded to the call and increased red tourism. The investment created the "China Two Bomb City" and opened the "Old Nine Courtyards" to the outside world, which made the forbidden land that many people could not set foot in, together with the passionate years it carried, be presented to the world.

Later, I worked in the rural credit system and returned to my hometown. I thought many times that I must visit the "Two Bombs City", but in the end I became a "giant in talking and a dwarf in action." .

This year, on the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Communist Party of China, under the organization of the unit, I finally walked into the "Two Bomb City" and returned to the "Old Nine Hospitals". When I went to a certain place, those childhood memories came out unconsciously. Listening to the lecturer's passionate explanation, my heart was actually very complicated. There were memories, freshness, familiarity, strangeness, laughter, and touching. ...

Entering the Elite Gate, the familiar iron gate opens, but it is not the light and shadow of childhood. The three red characters "Liangbang City" on the gate are particularly dazzling, shining in the sun, and there are familiar words. Engraved on both sides of the doorpost are the words "Red clouds soar into the sky and illuminate the sky, and the earth is shaken by the force of a thousand junctures; after twenty years of brave climbing, the second-generation light boat has crossed the bridge", which is strong and powerful. It is unimaginable that this gate that I used to play in as a child was the last line of defense in the 1960s and 1970s when entering the core area of ??the Ninth Academy. It was the location of China’s top secrets. This gate made me feel so familiar and yet unfamiliar. Awe.

Under the guidance of the guide, I finally walked into the house. I no longer had to be curious outside the fence and "peeping" outside the window like I did when I was a child. I couldn't wait to solve the mystery. When I walked into the house, I saw a desk, a small coffee table, a rattan chair, a simple cement floor, and a small space. It really made me a little "disappointed" and a little sad. It is hard to imagine that this is the place where Deng Jiaxian lived for 14 years. In the narrow study room, there is a small desk, historical photos and copies of some manuscripts hanging on the wall. This "two bombs hero" is in a special place. The scene of working at a desk in the 1990s immediately came to mind.

In the "Two Bombs City", 9 "Two Bombs and One Satellite" founders, 16 academicians, and more than 20,000 scientific researchers "did earth-shattering things and buried celebrities incognito" here, leaving behind A brilliant red mark was left. To this day, I can still deeply feel the rich connotation of the "Two Bombs City" and the spirit of "Two Bombs and One Satellite" of "love the motherland, selfless dedication, self-reliance, hard work, vigorous collaboration, and courage to climb". , as if the fiery era has never gone far. Just like my childhood, those memories will not be blurred, but will only lead me to keep moving forward and exploring.

Walking out of the door, I couldn't help but look up at the sky again. It was still bright and high, just like before.

Author: He Jiafen

Unit: Sichuan Zitong Rural Commercial Bank

Reviewer: Chen Zhisheng