October 1956.

A poor town on the Yellow River in the northwest of the country can already feel the breath of winter.

Due to the erosion of soil and water, the suburbs of the town are full of loess, the autumn wind in late autumn, the dust raised also blows into the town, in this sunset like blood at dusk, the whole town seems extraordinarily depressed, lonely.

It was in such an afternoon that Lin Jianjun ended today's work and returned to the town.

On the edge of the town was a modest shack where he lived, and although it leaked at night and rained on rainy days, it was much worse than the timber dormitory at the timber dispatch, but he preferred to live there.

"Lao Lin, what do you say you are doing in a broken shack where no one lives? Isn't our dormitory bad? I heard that at the end of the year, the brick house will be replaced, and the electric lights will be turned on, and the white-walled and black-tiled house will be better than the best houses in the town, won't you come to live in it? ”

"No, I'm used to living in a shack."

"Lao Lin, what's wrong with you? If you don't want an allocated house, you must live in the town? We're not far from the town, you tell me the truth quietly, is there a good mother-in-law in the town? ”

"Phew, I live in the town, that's because I'm popular, how can I have a good mother-in-law? I'm in my hometown, but," Lao Lin said this, and suddenly fell silent.

And the colleague who talked to him didn't care about this detail, just smiled and listened to Lao Lin talk about that set of rhetoric again, the town was popular or something, and couldn't help but tease Lao Lin again: "You always say that this person is popular, what is the benefit of being popular and this being popular?" Can you change the meat noodles to eat? ”

"This person is popular, there are many benefits, there are many people, Yang Qi is heavy, Yang Qi protects the body, it is not an evil thing, and the unlucky things that are unlucky will not be their turn to work here, they have to have someone to protect the body." Lao Lin is still like this, and said it seriously.

As a result, when the onlookers heard this familiar statement, they laughed one after another, and some even joked about 'educating' Lao Lin: "Our new China, we don't believe in this set of feudal superstitions, Chairman Mao said to believe in science, you say that this person is not popular, and if you can't see it, it is feudal superstition." Lao Lin, you are backward in thinking, I said that this is advanced, why can't it be your turn. ”

Although it is a joke, this is already quite unfriendly, in that era when everyone pursues advancement, it is not a good reputation for anyone to fall behind.

But Lao Lin and Lin Jianguo were not annoyed, they just followed the laughter of 'hehe' twice, and ate a few bites of the noodles in the lunch box that were similar to boiled noodles in white water, as if they hadn't heard it, the workers felt bored and dispersed.

It's always like this, just tease him if it's okay, is it fun? It's not fun to walk in the dusty town, thinking of the events of the day, Lin Jianguo 'bah', spit out a mouthful of saliva, and scolded in a low voice: "A group of fools who don't understand anything!" ”

Working in the timber dispatch, how can you often fish for corpses, but not in a popular place? In the future, the affairs of the evil sect will come to the door, and you can't hide from it, do you really think that there is no such thing as the evil sect? Some people have never encountered it in their lives, but as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens!

It was as if he thought of those things in his hometown here, in the bitter autumn wind, Lin Jianguo shivered, didn't dare to think about it anymore, just wrapped his clothes tightly, continued to walk in the cold wind, and scolded in a low voice again: "This ghost weather, it hasn't started winter yet, the wind is as cold as a knife." ”

In the scolding, Lin Jianguo finally walked to the edge of the town, where there was a lonely shack, and the nearest house to the town was also more than 100 meters away, which was Lin Jianguo's temporary 'home', the broken shack in the mouth of the workers.

Opening the rusty big iron lock, Lin Jianguo pushed open the wood door of the shack with a 'squeak', in fact, in that era of liberation, people were extraordinarily simple, where would there be any thieves, Mo said that Lin Jianguo's broken shack was a big house with red walls and white tiles that would not meet any thieves if the door was not locked, but Lin Jianguo just locked the door well.

Speaking of which, there are no belongings in the house, except for a little food, that is, some pots and pans and other daily necessities, because Lin Jianguo is alone, these things are all 'tattered' goods, many of them are not wanted by the kind people in the town, and they were given to him, this shabby home, so it seems that there is no need to lock the door.

But Lin Jianguo felt that it was necessary, because he had a secret!

With the sound of the door opening that seemed a little broken, Lin Jianguo walked into the house, as expected, this shack that leaked on all sides had been blown into a room of sand, but Lin Jianguo didn't mind, but happily hummed an unknown Yellow River tune and began to clean up the house, first picked up the patched old quilt and shook it, and then swept the bed with a handkerchief

Everything is done in an orderly manner, Lin Jianguo's mood is always very happy, every time he returns to this 'home', he will be very happy, although this is a broken shack, no one looks down on it, saying that it is in the town, but it is also on the edge of the edge anymore, except for a stove, a kang, nothing, but enough.

"On the side, even on the side, you can be contaminated with popularity." Lin Jianguo is particularly persistent in popularity.

And the reason why he likes this shack is not only because of its popularity, but also because it makes him feel safe.

Well, after Lin Jianguo finished cleaning the house, he suddenly remembered this sentence, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, he remembered a tidal flat of the Yellow River, the tidal flat swaying in the wind, withered yellow, sparse weeds, the village above the tidal flat, a few Yellow River trumpets curling and smoking, under the sunset, a group of men returning from fishing, the home in the cave

Homesickness, who doesn't? No matter how poor a place is, as long as it is branded with its hometown, it will always be gilded with a layer of golden light in the heart of every wanderer, and it will shine with unique beauty in memory.

However, in Lin Jianguo's memories, there is always a shadow in his hometown, lingering and can't think about it anymore, Lin Jianguo's hand shook unconsciously, shook his head, and quickly scooped out a scoop of flour from the jar next to the stove, and added a little clean water that had been precipitated for a long time very cherished, and began to make noodles.

"This side, I can still go to the countryside and use some money in exchange, anyway, I am alone, and I can't use this money. But this water needs to be used carefully, when will it rain again? Lin Jianguo got busy, not only that, but he also began to talk to himself, looking a little lonely and sad, but also a little nervous.

He had to do this, and only then could he stuff his brain with things so that he wouldn't think about things he shouldn't think.

Soon, the sunset in this town, which was blowing cold autumn wind and flying dust, had completely faded, and every household lit oil lamps, but the curling cooking smoke also began to rise, at this time, Lin Jianguo was already squatting at the door with a large bowl of oily spicy noodles, snoring and eating.

In this town, the most 'wealthy' people are the workers of the timber transfer office, God appreciates food, there is a huge backwater bay here, and although this town is remote, it is close to a certain port, and the construction of the motherland needs timber, so the workers here are rich.

Therefore, in comparison, workers who can eat noodles every day for more than half a month are not rich, who can be considered rich? It is said that the factory still manages a meal, it is all this white noodles, not to mention the people in this town, even if the people in the nearby cities are crowded and want to enter this timber transportation office.

People wonder why a farmer from a foreign country, who looks like he has escaped famine, can enter this timber transportation office. However, there are a few insiders in the town who know the secret, and they know that it is not a coincidence, but for some reason, these insiders do not mention that matter, and this society is no longer interested in mentioning this, just rot in the stomach.

Liu Erye is one of the insiders about why Lin Jianguo was able to enter the timber transportation office, and in this evening, he finished dinner early and began to go out.

This is Liu Erye's habit, except for stormy days, he always has to go out for a stroll like this, in order to consume food, and also for fitness, this person is old, and he always spares his life.

At this time, the wind had stopped, and the dust flying in the town also fell to the ground, stepping on the sound of 'rustling', a round of clear moon hung in the sky that seemed a little desolate, shining on the desolate land in the northwest, Liu Erye looked at the scenery in the distance, and at the same time habitually slipped to the edge of the town, the shack where Lin Jianguo was.

At this time, Lin Jianguo was squatting at the door eating his oily spicy noodles, and when he saw Liu Erye coming, he raised his head, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled honestly.

But Second Master Liu will not let down a little bit of awe in his heart because of Lin Jianguo's smile, people are old, and people who are half buried in loess don't care about anything anymore, but they are very concerned about the things behind them, some suspense is strange, not to mention after knowing some secrets.

Lin Jianguo is not a simple person, he has the ability and great insight, this is Liu Erye's evaluation of Lin Jianguo!