Blind Zhang Zhixiong fifteen

After receiving Xiaoli's letter, Xiong Zhi called Xiaoli several times and decided to visit her home.

At that time, in order to avoid his father, he lived with his mother and brother in his aunt's old house in Yong 'an Town, Liuyang.

That morning, just after the sun came out, Xiong Zhi went to his uncle's house to borrow a motorcycle. He rode on a narrow country road, facing the spring sunshine.

Her home is in a small village in Zhang Fang Town, Liuyang. It's only three or four miles from Uncle Xiong Zhi's house to Xiao Li's house, and it will arrive soon. First of all, I walked under a big camphor tree, listened to the sound of a small river in front of the tree, and walked not far along the river before I reached her door.

The wall of his adobe house is painted white, and there is a red canna at the door, which is very beautiful.

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle, Xiaoli opened two big wooden doors in the middle of the house and walked out of the house.

When he came, he was going to buy some apples in the shop to take away, but only pears were sold, so he bought several kilograms of pears. He still regrets these kilograms of pears, because pears are homophonic.

Xiaoli and he didn't think about it at that time, and the joy of meeting them replaced everything.

They recalled the happy time when they were substitute teachers together at school. Although the time is not long, they have the same hobbies and appreciate each other's advantages.

She still likes singing. On this day, she sang many songs for him. Xiong Zhi felt a little inferior because she couldn't sing, and said to her:

"If I can sing, I can sing with you."

She sang several old songs, such as "Man on the Journey", "A Good Man's Life is Safe" and "A Mountain with a Foolish Man". Although there is a trace of sadness in the song, the voice is still so nice.

Both her parents have gone out to work, and only grandma sat there quietly, listening to her singing quietly. Although she didn't speak, her expression revealed her love for her granddaughter.

After lunch, I said goodbye to her. He had to go home to do something.

Since then, Xiong Zhi has visited her almost once a day.

One day, he is going to take her out to play. It's already warm Wearing a blue coat and a pink skirt, she sat in the back seat with her left hand around his waist.

After crossing the river from a small bridge more than ten meters long, I began to climb the mountain. The mountain road is narrow, curved and steep. The motorcycle screamed and climbed up, braving black smoke. Suddenly the front wheel was out of control, and something was wrong. After getting off the bus, I saw that the front wheel was flat and there was a broken glass bottle under it.

I had to go back to the town to mend the tire, and then I took her to climb the mountain and climb to the ridge. It began to rain, and they all got off.

They only brought an automatic umbrella and stood under it, listening to the rain on it. ChiXiong looked down at his yellow hair and turned yellow. Xiao Li was lively and lovely, but now she is haggard. He felt a pang of heartache, involuntarily buried his head and gently kissed her on the forehead. Then she threw herself into his arms and shed tears. He reached out and hugged her tightly. They didn't speak. She just wants to lean on his shoulder forever, and he swears in his heart that he will treat her well all his life.

? After a while, she felt it was time to go home, saying that she was afraid that her mother and grandmother would be in a hurry and began to go back.

The roadside is a deep cliff, and the dilapidated asphalt road is also full of potholes. Because of the high speed, I often run over the potholes in the middle of the road, and the car is a little bumpy. She said:

"Do you want to murder me? Won't it go around? "

He replied: "some pits in life are doomed, and you can't get around them."

"If the car falls off a cliff, my mother will let you pay for her daughter."

"It is good to fall, later will find that we died together. That's good. "

At the fork in the road at the head of the village, she refused to let him continue to send him, insisting on walking home alone.

He watched her figure in a pink dress slowly move forward, and finally turned the mountain bag out of sight. He immediately felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. I think of the poems of Cen Can and Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty. Facing the mountains and rivers in front of me, I asked.

Who knows the sadness of "then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only his hoofprint"? Who understands the melancholy of "sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and the Yangtze River flows in the sky"?

He has never forgotten this beautiful painting. Without such a beginning, all kinds of disasters in the future can be avoided.

One day she said on the phone:

"I am at home alone, going crazy!"

So he found a classmate who opened a weaving factory and asked him if there was anyone in the factory. The classmate said that he was in short supply.

The next day, Xiaoli went to work in a weaving factory.

He goes to the textile mill every day. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he sent her home. She said, "I want to announce our relationship to my parents. Please wait for news at your uncle's house and wait for my call. "

Early the next morning, she called to say that her mother had invited him over for dinner.

When the old man saw Xiong Zhi, he smiled and took out all kinds of delicious things. The canna in front of her house has blossomed, green leaves are dripping, and clusters of small speakers are like suona ready for the wedding, rehearsing the wedding March. A pot of daffodils on the windowsill of her boudoir also bloomed, and her mother said that her luck was coming.

? ? 02? Start building a new house

As mentioned in the previous chapter, Xiong Zhi is getting married. He has no house or money. He is as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. For this reason, he can't eat, sleep well, and he is dark and thin. Some people say:

"Is there anything wrong with Zhang Zhixiong?"

He thought, "No one can help me. It's no use worrying. I can only rely on myself. " Finally, I made up my mind to build my own house.

Before the end of the first month of 2002, all the basic materials were ready, and the expenses of these materials were all on credit. He has always thanked these partners who sell materials for their support and trust.

After the Dragon Boat Festival in 2002, we began to move slowly, tearing down old houses, laying foundations and slowly raising money.

My cousin took the initiative to lend him 2,000 yuan and 6,000 yuan loan sharks, but the start-up capital was still not enough. When he was at a loss, he received a remittance slip of 10 thousand yuan from his cousin, and finally he could start work after the National Day.

Xiaoli also works hard. She is responsible for cooking and washing clothes. Sometimes she has to help move bricks. Later, Xiong Zhi often said to people:

"This house can be built well, and she also has a credit."

Xiong Zhi's father is always nagging and nobody likes him. Almost everyone speaks and does things with a negative attitude. He often quarrels with others, even calls names and drives others away. The host who started inviting him was very angry with him, so Xiong Zhi had to invite him again.

For his "little red aunt" and his Xiaoli, he will overcome all difficulties and build a good house.

Room 03 was built and Xiaoli left.

On one occasion, Xiong Zhi's father felt that the hired master had done less work, so he swore. Very ugly, Xiaoli was very embarrassed and said to him diplomatically:

"Uncle, don't say a few words, be kind and make money."

Who knows that Xiong Zhi's father exploded like firecrackers:

"Well, what's the matter, bitch, didn't take the door to ride to my neck shit pee? Me too. What can you say? We don't want you at home. "

Xiaoli where can stand such humiliation, he said to him:

"I don't want your home!"

When he was about to leave angrily, Xiong Zhi quickly got on a motorcycle and pulled her to the side. He took her to menstruation's grandmother's house for two or three nights, but a group of people said it was not enough.

At that time, she said to Xiong Zhi:

"If I go like this, your house won't be built. I'll stay for two months and help you build a preliminary framework before you go. "

At that time, Xiong Zhi thought it was just an angry remark, but after the house frame was completed, she resolutely left his home and returned to her home in Zhang Fang Town, Liuyang City.

It was the morning of February 4, 65438. Xiong Zhi tied several buckets of detergent to his motorcycle and prepared to send it to Chima Town. At this time, Xiaoli picked up her suitcase and left. Xiong Zhi's mother didn't pull it out, and she didn't dare. Her father looked coldly, without saying a word, and began to pull.

Xiong Zhi quickly untied the detergent from the motorcycle and rode after it. As soon as Xiaoli arrived at the village entrance, she got on the bus and left.

Xiong Zhi rode his motorcycle all the way, and his heart finally burned. It's foggy in the sky, so you can only walk slowly.

In Xiushan, finally found her in the waiting place, he begged her not to go, she choked up and said:

"Your family has such a father, I really can't see any hope, I can't stand it anymore. I can't stay at your house and be buried with you. "

He said:

"We can think of other ways. I can take you out of this house. "

But she said her heart was dead.

Looking at the scene of "pear blossoms with rain, catkins with the wind, and some debts", Xiong Zhi thought: "She is a kind girl, exhausted and scarred by me. Why should I keep her? "

He can only silently put her on a motorcycle and send her to Shashi to Liuyang by car. The fog on the road is so heavy. Everything was swallowed up by this huge fog. He doesn't seem to see anything. The whole world disappeared and collapsed, leaving only the two of them between heaven and earth. He walked slowly on a motorcycle, at a loss, stroking her gently with his left hand from time to time, hoping that the road would never end.

But if the car is slower, it will reach its destination. They finally came to Shashi town, and the fog had almost dispersed.

He stuffed 300 yuan money into her pocket. This is the money Xiaoli earned by weaving last year. I gave it to her mother during the Chinese New Year. Her mother looked at it and put it all back in Xiaoli's pocket. After the Chinese New Year, Xiaoli came to Xiong Zhi's house and gave him all the money, even the lucky money given by her relatives. Now she only borrowed 100 yuan from him two days ago.

Reluctantly, he put her on the bus and told her to call him as soon as she got home. Looking at the bus carrying her away, he pointed to the sky again and again and showed her his mind again.

The bus carrying all his hopes and happiness disappeared from sight in a few seconds. He stood for a long time, then quickly ran to the corner of the road, looked blankly at the distance, disappeared, and had to get on the bus and go home slowly.

After the Spring Festival in 2004, despite heavy debts, the house was finally built. When he invited the royal family to drink, he forced a smile to entertain the guests. After the guests left, he hid in a deserted place and cried sadly for a long time.

After Xiaoli left, he also made some efforts, but Xiaoli still refused to look back. The "little red aunt" in his heart, his Xiaoli left like this.

They met several times, and each time they left with tears in their eyes. In 2004, after losing their eyes, he died completely, leaving only her in his heart, retaining this painful memory. In the end, she married an honest man with worse conditions than him, probably in 2008. Therefore, Xiong Zhi tearfully wrote a poem:

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? Pear flower falls, Li Huachun,

? Hiking on Xiao Lang Road.

? Want to get drunk with Xu Xian,

? I'm afraid Dong Yun is badly hurt.

? Disturbed by pine branches alone,

? Send the Sanskrit from the clock on the other side.

? Seeing the moon coming from the east, I asked each other quietly.

? Can you smell the piano under the Oriental Moon?

He just silently wished him happiness and never bothered her again.

04? An undecided marriage

From 2002 to 12, Xiaoli walked for ten years. Xiong Zhi longs for love, but he has to live. He makes 50,000 or 60,000 brooms out of palm leaves every day, groping in his orchard, and putting it in order. There are lots of free-range chickens and ducks in the orchard, and the plum wine brewed by him is deeply loved by people.

He paid off all his debts and lived in the newly-built building with his parents. Only Xiaoli is missing from this room. This room was built for her! I burst into tears when I think about it.

After attending the special education secondary school, he changed his environment, found a new goal and studied new knowledge hard. So I was attracted by a female classmate named Xiaoxi, who was nearly 20 years younger than him, and stayed together for a while. Finally, due to the opposition of his parents and grandmother, this relationship died early.

In the first half of 2020, I met a woman who was also blind through the introduction of a friend in the blind group. The husband died in a car accident, the eldest daughter went to college, the youngest daughter went to high school, and the mother and daughter lived alone. She is also a poor woman. I met him once, and he is also a lively person who likes singing.

Usually chat on WeChat, I feel that I can get along well. I have a common language, and she is willing to live with him in the future. But it will take at least a year and a half until my youngest daughter is admitted to college.

On the road of feelings, he suffered too many blows, so he had to let nature take its course and resign himself to fate.

He summed up his love life like this:

? ? I wasted half my life, nearly half a year,

Reading and making money are mediocre, and career love is nothing.

Dream back at midnight, looking back at the bleak place, there are flowers and tears;

Abandoned, drunk, reading half a pile of books by the bed,

No wind, no rain, no pity.

Why did it come to this? He continued to conclude:

Tracing back to the source, half is family poverty and half is autocracy.

Introspection is also the reason of one's own character and ability.

The spring rain leaned against the railing, and it was dark in front of me.

I also know that when the grass grows and the warbler flies,

Taking books as wine to avoid the world, the prosperity outside the window has nothing to do with me.

He works in a massage parlor now, and he just wants to:

I just want to help my boss succeed in starting a business.

I can also find a place to live.

What will happen to him when he is nearly fifty? He consoled himself:

Money cannot solve all the problems in the world, but it can solve most of the problems of the poor. As for whether to live with my brother and sister-in-law, or to take in someone who won't give up, let nature take its course, and God has its own arrangements.

202 1 03/09 Changsha