Yu Ding: The Past in Jiangtun (5)

Yu Ding: The Past in Jiangtun (5) Phoenix City Yu Ding San Huzi is two years younger than me, and he is the third eldest child in the family. He originally had a very famous name, his first name is Xigui, and his nickname is...

Phoenix City Yu Ding

San Huzi is two years younger than me, and he is the third eldest child in the family. He originally had a very famous name, his first name is Xigui, and his nickname is Heping, but everyone in the village calls him San Huzi.

It turns out that he was extremely naughty when he was young. He could catch birds in trees and fish in rivers, but he just didn't want to study. His father beat him frequently for this matter, but he was particularly resistant to beatings. To put it mildly, he was called strong in resisting beatings. His father whipped him with his belt and swung it with a sickle, but Sanhuzi didn't care at all. Later, his father came to the conclusion: This kid is a fucking tiger (meaning stupid in Northeastern dialect)! From then on, the matter of letting him go to school was never mentioned again, and Sanhuzi's name was called out.

Sanhuzi's father, Yang Laizi, is a brigade cadre. He is not a bully who says "a chicken a day, a sheep every five days, and every village has a mother-in-law." But he often "wears a yellow coat and opens his mouth like a motherfucker". It's rare to see him smiling. Yang Laizi stood on tiptoe a little, and the yellow coat swayed on his shoulders when he walked, which was particularly majestic.

Yang Laizi also has another characteristic. His eyes don't turn in the same direction, but in the opposite direction. The two black eyeballs are either crowded on either side of the bridge of the nose, or they are pushing hard towards the temples on both sides. It's hard to figure out who he's looking at or what he's thinking. Although Yang Laizi is not the leader of the brigade, everyone in our village is afraid of him. The only one who is not afraid of him is San Huzi.

> San Huzi is actually very smart, but he dares to try anything, and no one is convinced or angry. People call this a "tiger" offense.

>Tong Wuzi’s family was killing a pig, and Sanhuzi and a group of people gathered around to watch the fun. Tong Wuzi pointed to a bowl that had just been made Come, the lard that has not solidified yet said: "Whoever dares to drink it, I will buy biscuits for him!" Sanhuzi took the oil bowl and drank it all in one gulp. As he was dragging Tong Wuzi to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy biscuits, Shen Laoqiuzi said "Oh my god" Exclaimed: "Sanhuzi, why is there oil on the back of your pants? Everyone took a look and saw a large area of oil on the back of the pants. Seeing the oil stain spreading and getting bigger, they all shouted, "Go home and change your pants!" "San Huzi rushed out of the crowd, plunged into the sorghum field, and could not come out.

A bowl of lard was so valuable in those days. Tong Wuzi was beaten by his mother's broomstick. San Huzi is so good. He will do it at night.

His grandfather’s sheepskin mattress was all oily. Once, Sanhuzi challenged Kong Laoli’s son, Xiaoli, and said, “Xiaoli, if you dare to eat ten sheep dung balls, I’ll buy you a pound of biscuits!” Xiaoli shuddered and said, "I don't dare!" "Then you buy it for me!" "Why?" Unless you eat ten! "Sanhuzi didn't say anything, picked up a handful of sheep dung balls, ran to the well platform to fetch a bucket of water, drank two mouthfuls of water, and put a handful of "balls" in. Xiaoli shivered again, "You rinsed the balls in with water, it doesn't count! You have to chew it into pieces! "San Huzi picked up a handful of "balls" again, stuffed them all into his mouth, chewed the black and green, and showed it to Xiaoli. Xiaoli was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

Sanhuzi and I were born in different families, and our personalities are quite different. For some reason, we were particularly destined and became best friends.

Although Sanhuzi is not as tall as me and is very thin, he is good at farm work. He not only taught me step by step, but also often helped me do it.

He was still young at that time. Although his back and legs were so tired from working in the fields, he jumped up and down immediately after work, and my eldest brother and I loved playing basketball. The eldest girl of Lao Zhao's family was originally a boy. It is said that his mother gave birth to several girls before he was born. To ward off evil spirits, the three tigers were the smallest, but they were the most flexible in playing. The three of us, 1.80 meters tall, were really like little tigers. Together with Brother Shufa, the captain of the militia team who lived in our village, we formed a basketball team. After accumulating some practical experience, we crossed the river to play with the commune teams in neighboring provinces and with the policemen from the nearby labor camps. We were quite famous, and it happened to coincide with the county basketball game. Our commune team was mainly composed of these generals.

The absolute main player is Shufa. He has good jumping and accurate shooting. The eldest brother Shufa served as a soldier, and after demobilization, he served as a militia captain in the brigade. He is 1.83 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is handsome. Sanhuzi secretly told me that it turned out that the most beautiful girl in the village was the third daughter of the old Hantou family who drove the cart. He saw the tree-haired brother and the girl doing that on the haystack in the yard with his own eyes. For this reason, Lao Hantou gave Guoshu a whip, and his girl also hurriedly married away.

In the winter of 1971, Sanhuzi heard from his father that the commune was going to organize a cultural performance. He told me excitedly, saying: We organized a theater troupe! Because he usually listens to me singing and he also imitates me.

We told the team leader, and Brother Yang Qi was very supportive. He borrowed a springboard from the team and set up a stage at the "Daxia School". I started organizing rehearsals with full confidence.

After all, we are high school students in the county town. We have always been the literary and art committee members of the class in school. Compared with these rural children, we have more experience. I don’t have anything to say. I just wrote, directed and acted. Sanhuzi is my strong supporter and follows me like a follower every day.

Our village is small, there are fewer young people, and the few girls who work in the fields have no feeling for literature and art. With San Huzi, the eldest girl and my eldest brother as the main actors, I arranged the performance singing "The Poor and Lower-Middle Peasants Miss Chairman Mao", the dance "The Red Sun Shines on the Frontier", etc. The fellow villagers have never seen young and old people dancing, and they dance with style. Every day during rehearsals, the team headquarters was packed to the rafters. There are old men and women in their 70s and 80s, their daughters-in-law holding nursing babies, and several older girls led by the women’s captain Dazhenzi. Of course, the happiest ones are the children who are like clay balls. If you don’t pay attention, they will run up and down the stage and run around. By the time you find out, they will have already jumped off the stage...

I divided the children who are in school into two groups, actually two echelons. The middle school students were in the second echelon, and they arranged the scene of "Shajiabang": the love between soldiers and civilians, and the dance "The Red Guards on the Prairie Meet Chairman Mao", etc.; the elementary school students were in the third echelon, and they arranged the scene of "Red Lantern": Doujiu Mountain, and the solo "Shandandan Blooms Red and Gorgeous" and so on. I thought that our older children, the so-called main actors, should also act in a model play to select scenes as the finale. Finally, we chose the scene of entering the bandit's den from "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom". I must be Yang Zirong, the three tigers volunteered to play the role of a mountain eagle. Unexpectedly, my dad found out about this and scolded me: "How old are you and you are still so ignorant? How can we play the role of Yang Zirong with our status? Besides, you will never let San Huzi play a mountain eagle! He is a very good man, and you let him play the villain. This Isn’t that causing trouble? Why won’t Cripple Yang take care of you? "

I understand my father very well. He has been in the bullpen for more than two years. He just implemented the policy and still kept his tail, and was sent to the countryside to join the queue. My whim is likely to get me into trouble, so I won’t act. I told San Huzi about this, but San Huzi was so excited that he insisted on acting. What to do? In order to avoid unnecessary complications, the two of us moved the rehearsals of this show underground. We waited until all the other programs had been scheduled and all the spectators had left, then we started arranging. I bribed my mother and secretly prepared clothes. Yang Zirong's sheepskin cloak and tiger skin vest were all secretly altered from my father's clothes. In order to make Yang Zirong’s boots, my mother specially made two boards. Sanhuzi stole his grandfather's fur coat and felt hat. I have finished the costumes for the mountain eagle, and even the clothes for the Eight Great Vajras.

Rehearsal is about to start, and I feel very nervous. What if Sanhuzi’s father, Yang Laizi, sees his son acting as a mountain eagle and blames him? Although Sanhuzi repeatedly said that he was willing to act and his father wouldn't mind, I was still worried. On the night of the rehearsal, I asked Sanhuzi: "Does your father know what we are doing tonight?" Sanhuzi said with a sly smile, "Don't worry, I made a pot of wine for my father tonight and he is drinking it at home! After two cups of wine, he fell asleep!"

The rehearsal began, and the whole village was boiling! The dance of the four of us started, and the performances of the second and third echelons took turns. There are Mongolian dances, Korean dances, northern Shaanxi folk songs, and model operas. How have you seen this array before! They were all dumbfounded. The finale was "Taking Tiger Mountain Outsmarted" by San Huzi and I. As soon as San Huzi's mountain eagle appeared, the whole room burst into applause!

I was just about to come on, oh my god, Yang Laizi!

(unfinished, to be continued)

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