Those memories of the company

First, the house

I was born in the late 1960s. In my childhood memory, there were seven or eight families living in a row. These houses were built by company leaders and employees during lunch break. At that time, employees made a surprise attack, took down the adobe, cut down some poplars or willows to make slats and rafters, and tied the red willows in rows. The coach of the company pulled the whole bundle of wheat straw back from the ground and spread it evenly on it. Finally, mix the mud and crushed wheat straw evenly with a mud pan, and it will be almost sunny in a few days. This kind of house is warm in winter and cool in summer, so employees who move into the new house can be assigned to one and a half rooms. The happiest thing at that time was living in a new house. After moving into the new house, everyone began to take off the adobe during the break, build a simple shed directly opposite their house, put some sundries, or cook in the shed in summer. Sheds are built in different sizes, some are strong and some are simple. Cooking in the shed can last for more than seven months, mainly by burning some cotton stalks and dry branches, or taking the children to pick up Haloxylon ammodendron on the Gobi Desert and stacking it neatly behind their shed. Whoever has a lot of firewood is diligent and capable, at least that's what we children thought at that time.

The house is a little less smoky and has a lot more space. A woman who is a little more diligent and exquisite will encourage her man to ask the company keeper for some lime, whitewash the wall at noon, measure the height, firmly fix it on the wire according to the warp and weft with thin wire, stick it on white paper and stick it on the wire one by one. When the paste is dry, it looks bright in the room.

At that time, there were at least three children in the workers' family, and there were seven or eight more. In the afternoon, the rows of houses in the company are really lively. After school, children are joking, fighting, grabbing bones, kicking sandbags, jumping out of the house, pushing iron rings, hiding from the old cats and driving them out. Chickens pecking around screamed and jumped, and some even flew to the roof in horror.

When the kitchen smoke rises in the dusk mist, there is a voice of mother calling the children who are playing far away to go home for dinner. Listen, the accent is a southern accent, and the voice on the phone is changing. The employees of the company originally came from all over the country, and the people living in a row of houses came from all over the country. It was not until dark that the noise gradually disappeared. After a while, in the dim light and shadow, only rickety people could be seen through the curtains.

Now people's houses in the company are mostly brick-concrete structures. Many workers bought a three-bedroom and one-bedroom building in the regimental headquarters, but I still miss the happiness at that time. Wherever I meet my old neighbor who once lived in a row of houses, I always feel very happy and excited. When introducing my companion, I will proudly say: when I was a child, we lived in a row of houses.

Second, the main canal of the company

The main canal is the blood of farmland leading to all the companies in the regiment. At that time, it was May, and what anxious boys in the company longed for most was to sneak into the main canal to take a bath together during a nap. You see, in class in the afternoon, the boy who dozed off at his desk was pulled up by the teacher and scratched his bare arm gently with his fingernails, which is the best thing for teachers and parents. Adults are afraid of danger and are not allowed to take a bath in the main canal, so he is bold and disobedient.

My company belongs to the midstream company. Everything in the company has a main canal from south to north. We all follow the names of adults. The branch canal separated by ten fields 5 kilometers to the east of the company is called four canals, and the west of the company is separated by more than ten fields by three canals. At that time, I often sat by the branch canal with some good friends during holidays and watched the canal water slowly flow to the north. Curious, always like to stare at the water. I always feel that there will be monsters in fairy tales underwater. I've always wanted to know where the source of this canal water is. When I got home, I asked my mother about the source and tail of the three canals. My mother told me that this canal water was collected from the snow water in Tianshan Mountain and separated from the reservoir. The water will irrigate thousands of farmland in several farms. At that time, I was still puzzled by what my mother said, but I remembered that this water came from Tianshan Mountain. Therefore, the weather in summer every year. You can clearly see the snow-capped mountains far away from the sky in the south. I often fantasize that I am one of the Seven Musketeers on Tianshan Mountain written by Liang Yusheng, and I am also eager to go to the snow-capped mountains to see the true face of the white-haired witch. Every time I see the canal water flowing north, I don't look back, but I have found the secret that "the canal water comes from Tianshan Mountain" from my mother. It is also a pleasure to know this secret. Curiosity about Tianshan Mountain sometimes brings me from daydream to dream.

When I grow up, I know where the water in the canal comes from and where to go. I know that the water from the canal will continue to flow to the downstream companies to irrigate farmland, and it will not stop flowing until 10, and then the flat-bottomed precast slabs will be exposed. It is the irrigation of this canal water that makes the vast land of Tuanchang bloom with new green and colorful flowers and bear Huang Cancan, red and white velvet fruits. At this time, you can also see a smiling face full of harvest joy.

It is because I grow taller and taller that the branch canal is shallow and small in my eyes. However, in my heart, the water in the canal is always clear, and the children frolicking in the water are always happy.

Third, the fields.

It is inseparable from the company in the regiment. In addition to the company family that never leaves, there are also green and yellow crops. When I was very young, my mother took me to the farmland not far from the company for fear that I would oversleep and delay the class time. She works in the field with many aunts, and I catch insects in the field to play. At about the same time, I went to the company's primary school by myself. In those days, I saw with my own eyes that the wheat seedlings in March were oily and green, the cotton seedlings in May and the wheat waves in July were golden, pushing the waves into the distance, and then the corn began to jointing. Bloom your white and gentle smiling face, the brilliance of sunflower is the most charming and dazzling, the watermelon in the garden clings to the ground, and the vines are entangled, like the strange fate of love. From time to time, there will be birds flying around and singing under the soybean tree, which can really bring my eyes to the infinite blue sky.

Those trees that don't want to leave the company are regarded as three thousand-year-old phoenix trees, tall and straight poplars as tough as soldiers, Elaeagnus angustifolia trees with strong floral fragrance, and willow trees waving branches by the canal, which have never left in my mind for a long time. They are as simple and kind as the employees of this group company, silently watching happiness.

There are also many kinds of weeds in the field, such as reed, Achnatherum splendens, bell thorn, wormwood, gray strip, hook seedling, barnyard grass and so on. Follow closely like a shadow, never leaving the trees, crops and company compound. Weeds are also green, yellow and green in these four seasons. I have always known that the flowers and fruits of those grasses, under the careful care of people, are not as spectacular and vigorous as crops. The silent flowers and fruits of weeds are also a reward for the nourishment of heaven, earth, sun and moon.

My childhood, my company, and my field have never left me, but every landscape left in my memory is so beautiful and brilliant and full of vitality forever in the increasingly distant days.

(Xinjiang 7th Division128th Regiment) Wang Huiping 7th Division128th Regiment Zip Code: 8332207.