Exciting 1979!

Chapter 236 "Mom, Love Me Again"

"Who are you?" Zhao Tiezhu turned around to look at the bald man in front of him, and then shouted "Fuck!"

How come my son is so tall? He is even half a head taller than me. I still remember that the last time I saw him, he was not as tall as me.

When he suddenly met his closest relatives in a foreign land, Comrade Zhao Tiezhu was about to touch his son's head to release the fatherly love that had been suppressed for a long time, but suddenly he reacted: "What did you call me just now, you bastard!"

As the old man was about to kick Zhao Debiao's butt, Biaozi hurriedly said, "My friend is here, please give me some face!"

Lao Zhao immediately retracted his foot and said, "Take a look at the safety shoes we gave you. They are very useful for walking on mountain roads. I'll give you a pair later. How big are your feet?"

Biaozi: "My feet are the same size as your shoes."

Looking at the affectionate appearance of the father and son, Wei Ming was sincerely happy for them. Then Biaozi introduced him to Comrade Lao Zhao.

In fact, Old Zhao had heard of the great talent Wei Ming a long time ago. He was mentioned in Biaozi's letters and his wife's letters, and Xiaomei also often mentioned him.

"I heard from Biaozi's mom that you are planning to open an individual clothing store. You'd better be cautious. This thing might turn out to be a revival of capitalism." Old Zhao admires Wei Ming very much, but he is very worried about this matter.

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry. We will definitely not do anything that the country forbids us to do. Now the official newspapers are praising our store." Wei Ming said with a smile.

"Really?" Uncle Zhao asked again, "Can this clothing store make money? There are gains and losses in business, don't lose all your capital when the time comes."

Wei Ming thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhao. Let's put it this way. Aunt Qian is already preparing to buy a house for Biaozi to use when he gets married in the future."

"What, buying a house?!"

Biaozi: "Isn't the main point about getting married? Dad, do you still remember Yan Zi, who learned martial arts with me when we were little, the one with pigtails? We were dating now."

"I know, your mother told me," Lao Zhao was still thinking about the house, "How long have you been running this store before you bought a house?"

"About a month."

“Is this enough money to buy a house?”

Seeing Wei Ming nod, Lao Zhao had an expression of disbelief. He worked so hard in Sichuan because his leader told him to work hard and then join their unit after Biaozi returned to the city after going to the countryside.

Later, he returned to the city and arranged for his child to be the gatekeeper of Peking University. Lao Zhao felt that he was not working hard enough, so he spent last year's Spring Festival on the construction site and did not go home. He just wanted to perform well and earn more credit to help his son's future. But now it seems that he is not needed at all.

Old Zhao's eyes were a little dim, and he looked quite lost.

"Dad, you only remember what Yan Zi looked like when she was a child. You haven't seen her grow up yet. Take a look." Biaozi changed the subject and quickly took out a photo of him and Yan Zi for Lao Zhao to appreciate.

This is a photo of them in costumes. Yan Zi is dressed as a female warrior, holding two swords with a determined look in her eyes. Biao Zi has an ugly braid and makeup on his face, making him look even more ferocious.

Old Zhao looked at his beautiful future daughter-in-law and felt a little better. He then looked at his own son and snorted, "You are so lucky that she is willing to be with you."

"I'm very good to her. If she tells me to go east, I dare not go west." Biaozi was very proud.

Old Zhao snorted, "In Sichuan dialect, you're a henpecked man. A man is the head of a family. It's good to be good to his wife, but he can't always listen to her. Look at our family. I still have a lot of prestige in your mother's eyes."

"Ah, yes, yes."

At this time, Lao Wan came over and called Wei Ming, saying that the scientific research experts allowed them to go over and take a look.

"Writer Wei, do you want to join us?"

"Okay, Biaozi, I'll go first." Wei Ming prepared the camera.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and take a look too." Biaozi forgot about his father after he got a dinosaur, and went over to join in the fun. Then they were shocked by the scene before them.

I originally thought it was a dinosaur fossil, but I didn’t expect it to be a group!
Experts from the Institute of Vertebrate Paleontology and Paleoanthropology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences are in charge of this scientific expedition. They said: "From the tip of the iceberg that has been exposed, there are at least hundreds of dinosaur fossils in this area, and there are also some other vertebrate fossil skeletons. Judging from the dinosaur species, it is preliminarily estimated that they are fossils from the Jurassic period. The details will have to wait until some samples are brought back to the institute to determine. In short, this will be a discovery that will shock the world!"

Old Zhao also went over to listen and was completely discouraged. He decided that this section of the project could not be continued and had to be suspended to allow experts to excavate.

If it was just one or two, maybe we could still discuss it, or let them hurry up and dig, but they ended up disturbing the dinosaur's nest, and it would take at least a month or two to finish it.

Several young people listened to the expert attentively, including Wei Ming. Although he had seen assembled dinosaur fossils when visiting museums in his previous life, this was the first time he had seen such freshly-made ones.

"Hello, Professor Ke. If I want to learn more about dinosaur excavation, do you have any books to recommend to me?" Wei Ming asked.

“Is this guy holding the camera also from Science Fiction World?”

Lao Wan said, "No, no, no, this is the famous writer and poet Wei Ming who happened to be passing by here."

"Oh, Writer Wei, I've heard of your name." It was rare that this expert who was devoted to discovering dinosaurs had heard of Wei Ming.

Originally, they had fenced off the excavation site, and people could only look through the fence and were not allowed to get close and touch the dinosaur fossils. However, when they heard it was Wei Ming, they let him go and observed and touched the dinosaur fossils up close. Professor Ke also gave him a list of books and said, "If you have any questions, you can talk to me when I return to Yanjing."

Wei Ming felt that today was particularly fulfilling after touching the dinosaur fossil with his own hands. He had never touched one in his previous life, so today was an exception for him.

When we parted, Professor Ke said, "I hope this will be helpful to your writing."

Lao Wan was excited when he heard this and pulled Wei Ming aside: "Writer Wei, do you want to write a novel about dinosaurs?"

Wei Ming: “No.”

"What did Professor Ke say just now?"

"Maybe he mistakenly thought that I was collecting materials in this area." Wei Ming laughed.

Lao Wan said seriously, "I see you are quite interested in dinosaurs. Have you ever thought about writing a science fiction novel about dinosaurs?"

Half a year ago, writer Wei wrote a poem titled "Chengdu" for the poetry magazine "Xingxing", which shows that he is also kind and charitable.

Wei Ming asked back: "If I were to write about it, it would probably be about resurrecting dinosaurs. The way to resurrect dinosaurs is to find mosquitoes from the same era as dinosaurs in amber and extract dinosaur blood genes from the mosquito blood. This is criticized by the mainstream today. Do you dare to publish it?"

Although it is criticized, it is not forbidden. Lao Wan patted his chest and said, "As long as it is written by you, Writer Wei, we dare to publish it in Science Fiction World!"

Now "Science Fiction World" needs to unite all the forces that can be united. Although Wei Ming has never written science fiction, judging by his enthusiasm for dinosaur fossils and the professionalism of the questions he just raised, he definitely has some foundation in this area.

In fact, Wei Ming has written science fiction. "Black Cat Sheriff" has some science fiction parts, but it is mainly about animal science.

Wei Ming thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I can agree to it first, but I can't start writing in the short term. First, I have a novel I'm writing, and second, I need to supplement my professional knowledge."

In addition, this is also a somewhat horror story. In the words of today's experts: it is not of high quality.

It doesn’t matter if Science Fiction World doesn’t publish it at that time. Melinda is here. People abroad will probably like this story very much. The dinosaur fever abroad is much more enthusiastic than in China.

Hearing Wei Ming's agreement, Lao Wan was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Where are you going to look for your relatives? I'll drive you there."

Wei Ming glanced at Biaozi and his son and said, "Let's not leave today. Let's set off tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow," Lao Wan said, "I'll leave my colleague here for now."

It was hard to refuse Lao Wan's kindness, so Wei Ming had to ask him to be the driver again. Or, in fact, he could drive this car, as he only needed one more test to get his driver's license.

Comrade Lao Zhao treated us to dinner that night. We bought a few rabbits from a fellow villager. We ate hand-torn roasted rabbits sprinkled with seasonings. They were crunchy and delicious, but a little spicy for Biaozi. However, they were completely ok with Wei Ming and Long Xiaoyang.

At night, Wei Mingbiao and his friends stayed in the camp of Lao Zhao's unit. They stayed there for the night and the father and son had a good chat.

Including the two years that Biaozi went to the countryside, the father and son haven't seen each other for three years.

When he left the next day, Biaozi had already put on the brand new work shoes that Lao Zhao had left for him, so that he could walk on the mountain roads without hurting his feet.

In the end, Lao Wan didn't let Wei Ming drive. Not to mention that Wei Ming hadn't passed the driving test yet, he wouldn't dare to drive even if he had a license.

This car is an important asset of their company, and the mountain roads here are very difficult to drive on. It may drive well on the roads in Yanjing City, but here it might fall into the ditch.

Wei Ming was holding a letter in his hand. It took them just over an hour to drive from Dashanpu to the address of the letter, a riverside village called Yunxi Village.

After entering the village, they were targeted by a group of children. Because the village was too poor, the children rarely saw cars, so they would start chasing them when they saw one.

Wei Ming simply asked Lao Wan to stop the car.

After the car stopped, the children didn't dare to come closer. Wei Ming took out a handful of candies from his pocket, including White Rabbit, sorghum candy, and shrimp cakes.

Wei Ming looked at the number of people and took back the two candies, just enough for each person. So the children ran up to him obediently, showing no sign of being on guard against others at all.

He asked the oldest-looking kid, "What grade are you in?"

"First grade."

Wei Ming exclaimed "Huh?" He didn't know whether the child was growing fast or because he had to stay in class for a long time.

"Then do you know where Song Lian's hometown is?"

The tall kid nodded while chewing the candy.

Wei Ming: "Can you take me there?"

The tall man looked into Wei Ming's pocket. He just saw some candy in it.

This kid, Wei Ming said: "Take us over there and I'll give you another piece."

"Come with me."

The road became more difficult to walk on after entering the village, so Wei Ming asked Brother Lao Wan to rest at the entrance of the village, and the three of them could just walk in.

Lao Wan nodded, feeling especially safe with Biaozi around. When the children saw Biaozi squeeze out of the car, they all forgot the sweet taste of the candy in their mouths. Except for the tall child who stayed behind tremblingly for the second piece of candy, the other children all ran away.

Although Wei Ming is as tall as Biaozi, his intimidating power is far less.

"What's your name?" Wei Ming asked kindly.

"Land, landmine." The voice was trembling.

"Oh, this is a good name, flammable and explosive." Wei Ming laughed.

"Why are you looking for Teacher Song? Teacher Song is a good teacher." Di Lei wanted to say something good about Teacher Song.

Wei Ming: "Just find someone through Teacher Song. Don't be afraid, we are very kind people."

The little boy Dilei thought to himself, don’t think I haven’t seen “Little Soldier Zhang Ga”, your tone doesn’t sound like that of a good person.

When they got there, there was no need to knock on the door. It was just a low fence. Wei Ming shouted directly, "Excuse me, is Teacher Song Lian here? I'm Wei Ming. I've been writing to you before."

"Can you give me the candy?" Di Lei asked in a low voice.

Wei Ming: "One hand meets the person, the other hand delivers the goods."

After a while, a short-haired woman with dark skin came out. She had obviously seen Wei Ming's photo and her face showed surprise.

"Wei, Writer Wei, you're really here!"

Wei Ming took out the candy first and handed it to the side.

Dilei took the White Rabbit and ran away. It is true that fortune and wealth are achieved through risk.

Song Lian is an elementary school teacher in the village, but judging from her dress and temperament, she doesn't look like an elementary school teacher. She looks just like a rural woman.

She politely invited Wei Ming and the others in and said, "My husband is out working in the fields, so it's just me and the kids at home."

There were three children in total. Teacher Song was just doing needlework, and three children aged between six and ten were reading and doing homework.

Although the house was very shabby, even older than Wei Ming's hometown, the room was very clean, and the eldest boy was reading "How the Steel Was Tempered".

Wei Ming searched his pockets, oops, there was only one piece of candy left.

Long Xiaoyang was quite smart and quickly took out the candies that his cousin had given him but he had not been willing to eat. Finally, each child had a piece.

The three children are very polite and know how to say thank you, which is better than mines.

After the greetings, Wei Ming got down to business.

"Teacher Song, I wrote to you again later. I wonder if you received it."

Teacher Song Lian nodded.

Wei Ming: "Then why didn't you reply to my letter? I want to know the details of the lotus you mentioned."

Teacher Song was a little embarrassed: "I, I'm afraid you will not come if you know her situation."

"What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

Teacher Song nodded.

"What's the disease?"

Teacher Song put down the needlework in her hands and said in a heavy voice: "Come with me."

On the way, Wei Ming asked again about the relationship between Song Lian and He Hua.

"I am a local resident of this village. He Hua fled here with her parents when she was a child, and then she settled down here. We went to school together, grew up together, and were best friends. She originally had a stupid brother, but later she told me that her parents were not her biological brother, but picked her up on the road to escape famine, just to make her their stupid son's wife in the future..."

However, this stupid son later fell ill and died, and Lotus had to depend on her adoptive parents. Unfortunately, they also died of illness before Lotus grew up.

Fortunately, Lotus is beautiful. Although her life is miserable, she does not have to worry about her in-laws.

"It's a pity that she fell in love with an educated youth from the city who went to the countryside."

It is another combination of a beautiful country girl and an educated youth from the city. This is a very routine story. The combination of an ugly country girl and an educated youth like Chunhuagu and Qi Kexiu is unconventional.

Song Lian came to a house, opened the door and called out, "Lotus?"

Then they saw a woman with long, messy and dry hair walking out of the room, holding a large gourd.

As for the beauty that Teacher Song mentioned, it is no longer visible now. She is very thin, so thin that it is impossible to admire her at all.

"Xiao Lian!" Lotus recognized her good friend. She put the gourd on the ground and said, "Xiao Hulu, call for help."

Teacher Song squatted down and touched the gourd, and said with a smile: "Little gourd is really sensible. Have you been well behaved today?"

hiss!
Long Xiaoyang and Biaozi behind Wei Ming all had their hair standing on end. Was she, were they talking to that gourd?
But that’s a gourd!

Wei Ming: Yes, it’s not Calabash Brothers.

Teacher Song talked to Hulu for a while, chatted with Hehua for a while, and then took Wei Ming out.

"Is she crazy?" Wei Ming asked.

Teacher Song nodded and said, "Later, Hehua married that educated youth and had a child. The child was named Xiao Hulu."

Teacher Song paused and said, "The educated youth became a primary school teacher in our village. However, as policies changed, he returned to the city, took the college entrance examination, and became a college student. Before he left, he said he would bring Hehua and her son to the city, but he broke his promise. Under the arrangement of his parents, he quickly married the daughter of a cadre who was a good match for him."

Biaozi said indignantly: "What a bastard!"

Teacher Song sighed, "Although Hehua was sad at the time, she managed to get through it. She only wanted to raise Xiao Hulu to be a good person. Unfortunately, when Xiao Hulu was six years old, the educated youth who lived a good life in the city discovered that his wife was infertile."

Wei Ming had already guessed what would happen next: "So they took the little gourd away."

Song Lian snorted, "It's not that he robbed her. If he dared to rob her, everyone in our village would not agree. The man, his wife, and his mother took turns to persuade him with emotion and reason for the child. He Hua was just too confused. She thought that the child would live a good life with them in the city without worrying about food and drink. For the sake of the child's future, she took the initiative to let go."

Teacher Song had a regretful expression when he said this: "It's a pity that I was studying for teacher qualification in the county at that time. If I were there, I would definitely not watch her do stupid things. What is more important than living with your own flesh and blood?"

"That's right!" Long Xiaoyang's eyes became moist when he heard this. He thought of his mother.

In fact, he knew that his mother had been married before and had a child, but she did not survive that difficult time. Even now, his mother sometimes still has nightmares about her child, which is an eternal pain in her heart.

Song Lian: "After the child was taken away, He Hua lost her appetite. Half a year later, she missed the child so much that she went to the city. After she came back, she fell seriously ill. After she recovered, she became crazy and kept calling "Little Gourd, Little Gourd". I know she must have regretted it, but the child was gone."

This time even Biaozi couldn't hold back his tears. He and Long Xiaoyang looked at Wei Ming and wondered how this man could be so hard-hearted that he couldn't help crying.

Wei Mingxin asked me why I was crying. I have watched "Mom, Love Me Again" no less than ten times and have shed many tears for this story. When I listen to it again now, I feel that it is too old-fashioned and seems to be forced to be sensational.

Lotus's experience is too similar to the Taiwanese tear-jerking movie "Mom, Love Me Again" that was released a few years later, but Wei Ming did not find it strange, because parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run, and Lotus' mother's choice is very common. He believes that there must be many similar stories around the world, and "Mom, Love Me Again" itself was adapted from a Taiwanese folk story.

Take the Swiss classic children's story "Heidi" for example. There is a similar plot. In order to allow Heidi to receive a good education, her grandfather finally reluctantly allowed her to be taken to Frankfurt by her aunt to be a playmate of the paralyzed girl Clara. Fortunately, Heidi finally returned to her grandfather, and it was a happy ending.

After Teacher Song finished her story, she stared at Wei Ming and asked, "Do you still want to recognize her as your relative now? If she is really your aunt, this is a huge burden."

Wei Ming sighed: "How pitiful are the parents in the world. Even if my grandmother knew that her daughter was crazy, she would definitely be willing to take care of her until the end of her life. Even if she is not my aunt, I am willing to do my best to help her."

There are too many injustices in the world and I can’t take care of them all, but it’s my fault for encountering them.

But now there is a difficult problem before him. Originally, he came with a few questions for his grandmother and uncle. As long as he talked to Hehua, he would probably know whether she was his aunt or not. But now she was unconscious and spoke incoherently, so he couldn't ask her.

"Teacher Song, how much do you know about He Hua before she came to your village? For example, where was she originally from?" Now Wei Ming could only ask the person's best friend.

Teacher Song said: "She spoke Sichuan dialect from the beginning, but her accent is different from ours. I can't tell which dialect it is, and she herself can't figure it out either."

"Then who were her family members before? Do you know this?"

"I only know that she was originally the youngest in the family and had older brothers and sisters, but I don't know how many sisters she had."

This really matches my aunt Xu Shujie.

"Didn't she mention the name she used before?"

"No, she said she was abandoned and her parents were heartless, so she didn't want her previous name anymore."

Long Xiaoyang had already wiped away her tears: "That's not right, my aunt was lost, not abandoned."

Wei Ming did not deny it directly because children's memories are sometimes unreliable. My aunt was too young at that time. Maybe her parents said a few words to her, and then she got lost, so she would think she was abandoned.

Who hasn’t had the experience of feeling that their parents were heartless and ungrateful and decided to run away from home when they were a child?

Unfortunately, DNA identification technology has not yet been introduced into China, and we will have to wait another ten years before we can use this technology for paternity testing.

"Teacher Song, do you know how many whorls there are on a lotus head?" Wei Ming could only judge based on the physical features now.

Song Lian recalled: "I remember she had two."

Wei Ming: Oh, we meet again!
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(Yesterday's guaranteed minimum)
(End of this chapter)