The name of this village is Hanjiacun. As the name implies, all villagers should be surnamed Han. However, there is a family named Zuo in the village, which is said to have moved here in order to escape the war in the Republic of China. However, except for those who have "cleanliness addiction" or "obsessive-compulsive disorder" in spirit, after all, most villagers are still surnamed Han, so it is not an exaggeration to call them Hanjiacun.
Zuo is the fourth generation descendant of Zuo family in this village. He loved climbing mountains since he was a child, and the mountains around the village made him climb all over. He clearly knows which hillside is blooming with what flowers, which hill the sunset will fall from in different seasons, and which hill the sheep love to eat grass. The lighthouse at the head of the village is also his favorite place to go. In the dark village at night, except for the sporadic and faint lights of every household, only the lighthouse is the brightest. You can watch the fishing boats in the sea by the lights. Sometimes on a full moon night, the moon is reflected on the sea, sparkling and beautiful.
The village is relatively closed, and the only way to the outside world is the dirt road stepped out by generations between the two hillsides in the north. There are potholes and gullies everywhere, and people and animals can walk. If you get on a motorcycle or a car, you will be shocked. So there is an old saying in the village: whoever can walk out of this dirt road will walk out of the ravine, and the tits will become golden phoenix.
Blink of an eye, Zuo has reached the age of being a soldier. He has been out of this mountain village for several years except to go to the city to study in a technical secondary school, and spent the rest of his time in this mountain. He is familiar with the mountains and the sea here. But to the outside world, he is full of unknowns. He grew up listening to the old saying, and when he went out to have a look, his young heart was already irrepressible. It never occurred to him that even if he walked out of this road, he might not be able to change from tits to phoenixes. His idea is simple, that is, to go out and look at the sky beyond those mountains. He wants to feel different sunshine and rain, and look at the blue sky and white clouds flowing in the reflection on the curtain wall of the city office building. He is not afraid even if it is covered with dark clouds and heavy rain. The lighthouse at the head of the village will light the way home, where there is home and parents.
"You're going to be a soldier, but I won't agree anyway!" Mother flew into a rage when Zuo said that she would sign up for the army. In fact, Jia Shuai's mother had already figured it out: Jia Shuai went to a technical secondary school, studied a popular mechanical and electrical major, and was also a technician. In the countryside, everyone's ideas are simple. If they have a skill and find a stable job, they can get two or three thousand yuan a month, which is almost the top of the income of civil servants. Then get married and have children. She has long wanted to have grandchildren.
Jia Shuai's mother is quite satisfied with her plan, and it is very good that rural babies can do this. But Zuo decided to be a soldier, which worried his mother. She saw that the dolls in the nearby village came back as soldiers for two years, and they were not familiar with the skills they had learned before they became soldiers. It would be difficult to find a satisfactory job again. She did it for her son, but left is ungrateful, so don't worry about being a mother! Also, since she was a child, she had arranged Jia Shuai's growth, and this time she didn't want to ruin his life plan.
For ordinary families, they are all loving mothers in strict father. But in Zuo's family, he is a strict mother and a loving father. Zuo grew up under his mother's "stick education", and he was always a little worried about his mother. However, this time he can't control it. He wants to be his own master. He secretly signed up to join the army and simply cooked raw rice into mature rice.
When the notice of enlistment was sent home, my mother knew that she was "powerless" and could only choose to compromise. But on the surface, she is an indomitable Lord, let alone in front of her son. He is a "good baby" who has been obedient to himself since childhood. This time he suddenly fought back, which made his mother a little at a loss.
June 65438+February 10, 2004 was the day when Zuo joined the army. Zuo got up early in the morning. He pushed open the door and went out to have a good look at the familiar village. He knew that he couldn't go home for the first two or three years since he became a soldier. God played a little joke on him. The whole village was wrapped in dense fog and completely immersed in a foggy world. Fog is common in seaside villages, but this kind of fog has never been seen by Zuo. This day is destined to leave a deep mark on his life.
My cousin drove the van to pull the goods and arrived at the left door in the dark early in the morning. Because he grew up in this village, he is familiar with it. If he is a driver outside the village, it is impossible to find the left door in the face of such a heavy fog. It is estimated that he doesn't even have the courage to drive forward. The village party secretary and the militia company commander also rushed over, and the surrounding relatives and neighbors also came to see Zuo off. The family was very lively. At the moment, Jia Shuai's mother is still lying in bed. She is still angry with Zuo, and she is not going to send him!
Zuo grew up with his neighbors' uncles and aunts. Although his surname is different from theirs, he still likes this sensible and enterprising child. Everyone tells you one thing and he tells me another. Mother slept on the bed in the back room, covered with a quilt, and ignored it. But she still heard it in her heart. How can a mother not love her son! She is waiting for her son to say goodbye to her, so she can be given a step down. Unexpectedly, Zuo was more stubborn than his mother, but he didn't go to say goodbye to his mother at all, picked up his bag and walked out of the house with red flowers hanging on his chest.
He got into his cousin's van and the car went straight to the town armed forces department to report. Father, cousin and several close neighbors followed him off.
A group of them shuttled through the fog. My cousin is an old driver. I don't know how many times he drove out of the village, although the fog enveloped him and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly. But he knows this road too well. With his eyes closed, he knew where there was a big pit and which side of the garage would be more gentle. He drives along the road and hides when there is a pit. In short, he tried to make the people in the car not feel too bumpy.
This road, my cousin went in and out and drove out many times, but he still couldn't get out completely. He was stuck on this road, running back and forth. He also resigned himself to his fate, letting his wife and children heat up the kang and earn a little money to support his family. He thinks this kind of life is not bad.
While waiting for the bus to leave the mountain village, my cousin said to Zuo, "I really envy you!" " You can really go out of our small village and see the outside world. When you come back as a soldier, remember to tell me something about the outside! "
Left sitting in the co-pilot, nodding as the car bumps. He wants to look back at the village where he was born and raised, and at his mother who was angry with him at home. But now even if I look back, I can't see anything! White fog covered his lovely hometown, but it couldn't cover his way forward. His mood at the moment is more cheerful than ever.
The car soon entered the town armed forces compound, and the fog dissipated by half. There is a big pagoda tree in the compound, which is estimated to be hundreds of years old. There is a bus parked under the tree. The front face of the bus is the same as the chest of the recruits, with big red flowers hanging. Through the lingering fog, the breeze blew, and the red flowers swayed left and right. It is welcoming these ignorant recruits who want to see the outside world. Of course, Zuo is also among these recruits.
The bus will leave at 9 o'clock sharp. They will be sent to the railway station and go to the boot camp of their respective arms. The bus was about to leave, and the people who saw me off began to stir up. Some hold their heads in tears, some smile and wave goodbye, and some look at each other speechless. Left belongs to the last category. On the way, he said to himself, "Never cry. This road is my own choice. I want to be happy to seek the life I want. I will never go home without a program. "
I was about to get on the bus when Zuo forced out a smile and said, "Dad, I'm leaving. You should take care of yourself. " At this moment, my father's eyes were red and tears swirled in his eyes, trying not to let himself fall. Their family is so stubborn that no one will give up.
"Handsome, go out and pay more attention to your health. When you get to the army, listen to the leader and do a good job! When encountering difficulties, think more about the lighthouse at the head of our village, which will give you courage and direction. We all point to it when we go fishing at sea. Anyway, the door is always open for you, and your mother and I are looking forward to your return. Don't be angry with your mother, she loves you! " It's about to be separated, and dad keeps telling me. He couldn't hold back any longer, and his tears came down.
Zuo just lowered his head and said, "I know." Say that finish, also don't back to the car.
He is sitting in a window seat, and his father and other relatives and friends are waving goodbye to him. Left didn't look back. At this time, he can't mainly! He wants everyone to know how correct his choice is today. But after all, he is still a child who has never left his hometown and parents. He is homesick and full of panic about the future. He looked at his father standing in the wind through the mirror of the bus. Father wiped his tears with one hand and waved goodbye to him with the other. How he wished his son could turn his head and look at himself again, so that he could know how much his parents hated him.
Zuo never looked back. He knows that his parents love him. Even if his mother didn't come to see him off, he knew that her mother must be silently blessing herself at home, hoping that she would be safe and have a good life. Mother and child are connected with each other. He can feel it.
The car has left, and I can't see clearly the waving of my father and relatives and friends. He said to himself silently, "Left, listen to me. If you can't do it, don't go home! "
The life of the recruits is very bitter and full, which makes people have no time and strength to stop and miss home. Zuo works hard and is polite, and his comrades like him very much. His military quality is not the best, but it is not bad. After all, climbing mountains since childhood has exercised his strength and endurance. His education level is not high. Seeing that other comrades are writing letters to their parents or classmates, he is not good at writing and doesn't want to write, which is too much trouble. He is also willing to call, which is simple and convenient. He has been away from home for more than a month and hasn't called home. Really homesick, he called his cousin or classmates to get to know his parents from the side and let them tell their parents that they were doing well in the army by the way.
What he fears most is the night. When he is lying in bed, he will think wildly and can't help homesick. The Spring Festival is coming. He thinks that the Chimonanthus praecox on the mountain behind the village should be in bloom, and the parents in the yard at home should be busy buying new year's goods, but what he wants most is the lighthouse at the head of the village. Because, at night, it is the most beautiful and brightest. He knew that as long as he saw the lighthouse, he would not be far from home. He especially wants to go home and hug his parents as he did when he was a child. But he chose this road, no matter how difficult it is, he will stick to it. Whenever he is depressed, he always thinks of what his father said when he left: When encountering difficulties, think more about the lighthouse at the head of our village. The door next to the lighthouse is always open for you.
Finally, the new year came, and the horse couldn't help it. She took the initiative to call: "Jia Shuai, why don't you know to call home?" Don't you know that your father and I are worried about you! "Mom complained on the phone and was completely defeated by her son. She took the soft clothes. She is always in pain: do you think her son is full? Have you caught a cold？ Jia Shuai is her pride. She doesn't want her son to be a soldier. She is selfish. All reasons are excuses. She just couldn't bear to leave her son, for fear that he would be sad and wronged, and that he would not have enough to eat and clothes to keep warm. Now, she understands: when her son is older, it's time for him to adapt. If you don't want to let go, let go.
Zuo Jiashuai explained on the other end of the phone: "Mom, the troops are busy training and have no time to call!" He doesn't think the "lie" he just said is valid, and his mother knows that he often calls his cousin.
A mother knows her son best. She said nothing to her son, but said, "Oh! Then work harder and do it well! Listen to your cousin and say that you have done a good job in the army. Listen to the leaders more. " Speaking of this, my mother turned her head and held back this sentence for more than a month: "Jia Shuai, your heart is so hard!" Your father went to see you off, and you didn't even look back, which made your father sad until now. Don't let you go to the army, do you hate me and your dad so much? "
"Mom, look at what you said. Don't hate or hate, how can I hate you! " He quickly denied it. After being questioned by his mother, he hit the softest place in his heart. He began to lose his temper and couldn't help crying: "mom, I miss you very much, and I miss dad, too." I called home many times and still hung up. " I want to be the proud son of my parents. I'll call you then. Not to prove that my choice is correct, but to make you happy and stop worrying about me. I was wrong! Really wrong! When I left, I saw my father in the rearview mirror. I wanted to turn around and wave goodbye, but I just took a gamble. Is dad here? I want to say' sorry' to him. I dreamed of the lighthouse at the head of our village countless times. You and dad stood under the lighthouse and waved to me. I float on the sea, but I can't go ashore. Every time I wake up. "
Listening to Zuo's talk on the phone, my mother broke down in tears, and my father stood by and wiped his tears. She said, "Mom knows that you are suffering. As long as it is your choice, your father and I will fully support it! Our home is your lighthouse, and mother will always light it. Go home when you are tired, and your father and I will wait for you to go home! "
"Mom, I know! Training here is tiring, but I can handle it. I will definitely do something. Mom, you and dad can rest assured that I am fine here, don't worry. " Left to say:
"Well, it's good, it's good! Your father and I are waiting for you to go home and visit your relatives. Homesick, remember to call home, we will always wait for you. " Mother charged again.
Hang up the phone, left heart is completely solved, he and his mother's heart has never been so close.
Three years later, Zuo left a non-commissioned officer in the army and joined the party with one share of hard work. He also works too hard and never asks for leave to go home. Over time, the lighthouse at the head of the village became a lingering place for him, and he couldn't help feeling homesick.
On May 26th, 2007, Zuo finally ushered in his first holiday to visit relatives. He can go home, see his parents, see the lighthouse he misses so much, and see the azaleas and white goats scattered on the mountain. He feels happy when he thinks about it!
After learning that Zuo was going home to visit relatives, his family, which had been silent for three years, became lively again. It takes six and a half hours from Zhangjiagang to Rizhao by car. Zuo can't wait all day. He bought a ticket at half past five in the afternoon. Preparations have already begun at home, and killing chickens and ducks is more grand than festivals. Ma cooked his favorite braised pork and mushroom chicken soup and stewed it all day. She used up all her housekeeping skills and gave her son a taste of home.
Get on the bus left and call your parents right away. Jia Shuai's parents are sitting at the door waiting for their son. It was completely dark, so my mother turned on all the lights at home. The neighbor next door ran over and asked, Ma, what did your family do tonight? They didn't turn on so many lights during the Spring Festival. What's the happy event? "
"This is a wedding, this is a wedding, Shuai Shuai will come back. His father and I are waiting for him. The village has changed a lot in the past two years, and I am afraid that my son can't find his way home. " The horse said happily.
"Good thing, good thing! Jia Shuai has been a soldier for three years. We all want to miss this child. How are you doing in the army now? " The neighbor asked again.
"Well done, the remaining a sergeant, also into the party! Go home for dinner tomorrow! " Mom said again. At the moment, it is completely different from the horse she sent him as a soldier. Since he made up with his son, he always praised his success in the army, and Jia Shuai became her pride.
"Good, good-"said the neighbor and went home.
Zuo's home is not what it was when he left. Last year, a new house was built and more lights were installed at home, so that the home would look brighter.
At night, the home is brighter than the lighthouse at the head of the village. They are lighting the way home for their son.
10 o'clock, 1 1 o'clock, 12 o'clock-the clock in the hall keeps ringing. "Is the son coming soon?" The horse kept asking.
"Soon, don't hang up. The child has got off the bus and is on the way back by taxi. " Jia Shuai's father said impatiently.
"Oh, I know! But I really miss children! I don't know whether he is fat or thin now. It must be dark. Can he train every day? " The horse is still nagging.
"Don't you see? I have been waiting for three years, and it is still a few minutes away! " Plus handsome dad said.
Get off at left and take a taxi home. He went back to the road where he left the village three years ago. "Why don't you jump?" Through the headlights, he found that the "broken road" was replaced by a cement road.
The driver saw Zuo's surprise and said with a smile, "Look at you like this, have you ever been a soldier?" You haven't been back for years? "
Zuo Jiashuai nodded again and again: "Yes, I haven't been home for three years!"
The driver added, "Now our development here is very fast. It is estimated that your village will be demolished this year, converted into a seaside resort hotel, and many high-end residential quarters will be built. The road we are taking now will have to be broadened in the future. "
Zuo smiled and said, "How nice!" He felt that the old saying handed down from generation to generation might be changed, and there was no need to get out of that broken road. Tits became golden phoenix.
Zuo said goodbye to the driver and came to the village entrance. It was late at night and the village was in complete darkness. He is looking for a familiar lighthouse. Looking down the light, there is another place brighter than this lighthouse. Isn't that the direction of home? That's my parents waiting for me They are illuminating my way home!
He ran home with his bag.
Far away, he has seen his parents standing at the door. He went up to him, knelt in front of his parents and said, "Dad, Mom, your Jia Shuai is back. Jia Shuai, I am sorry to worry you! " "
"Son, get up, go home, go home!" The horse hurried forward and hugged him. Our parents still walked into the house, holding hands with each other, just as they did when they were children.
"It's so bright!" Zuo sighed. He knew that his family was building a new house, but he never thought it would be so big. Perhaps the "small" family has thought about it countless times before. In contrast, the home seems very big at the moment. The family sat down in the hall, and Zuo took out a gift for his parents from his bag. He bought a red scarf for his mother and a brand-new belt for his father. He knows that his mother often goes to catch the sea, the sea breeze is too cold, and the scarf can keep warm; Dad is more economical, and the belt he is wearing now was bought when he went shopping with him in town ten years ago. Dad certainly hasn't changed. I think the skin has worn off.
Mom and dad are very happy to receive the gift. "Mom, let me put on a scarf for you. The red one looks very young! " Left said as he walked to his mother. He helped his mother put on a scarf, red and warm. In the light, he saw the white hair on his mother's temple. He said with tears in his eyes, "Mom, you have worked hard. You have so much white hair. It was already dark when I left! " "
Mom smiled and said, "Mom is getting old and her health is getting worse every year. As long as you live well, your father and I will be relieved! "
Dad is still the same, not very expressive, just sitting there watching his son smirk. "Jia Shuai, drink some water and try this new tea before Ming dynasty. I picked it up on the mountain. "
But when you touch the teapot, the tea is already cold. "Jia Shuai, you sit down and have a rest, and I'll make another pot of hot tea." Jia Shuai's father said.
"Okay, I'm going to heat the food. Today is your favorite dish. You have a good drink with your father. " The horse immediately said:
The lights at home are on all the time, and the family is sitting in the hall for dinner. This is their first reunion dinner in three years. Jia Shuai Ma said, "Tonight, the light in our house will not be turned off, so it will be used as a lighthouse. Recently, some fishermen in the village said that the light of the lighthouse was too dim, and the lighthouse at the head of the village really needed a bigger light bulb! "
Zuo believes that it is not the lights of the lighthouse that are dimmed, but people's hearts are illuminated.
Later, Zuo returned to the army and was assigned to the Zhangjiagang border checkpoint. He works as hard as ever. It was because of his desperate spirit that he was sent to a military school and became a cadre. Now he is a political instructor of a grass-roots squadron. He has also got married in the past two years, with a 4-month-old boy. Ma named her grandson "Horn". She hoped her grandson would become a soldier when he grew up. She is completely open-minded: all boys have to go out and be soldiers!
Today, Hanjia Village has been demolished, and now it is a tourist attraction with many tall buildings. Fortunately, the lighthouse survived, not being demolished, and still stood firmly in its original place. As long as you put on new clothes, the lights will be much brighter. Every time he left home, he would walk under the lighthouse and look at the sea in the distance. The ups and downs of fishing boats in the sea are still what he remembers.
Now, he doesn't need a lighthouse to light his way home. He lives with his parents and often goes home for reunion. The light that is often turned on at home is the brightest lighthouse in his heart.
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