Probably I have never seen any children from the city. Educated youths were considered a rarity at this time. The adults and children in the ditch came to see us like a revolving door. This was the first time in my life that I heard interesting stories about the countryside that

I have probably never seen children from the city. Educated youths were still a rarity at this time. The adults and children in the ditch all came to see us like a revolving door . They are very open and friendly. This was the first time in my life that I heard interesting stories about the countryside that city children had never heard of: picking cotton and eating fried flowers and insects during the season; A lang-like insect). On a sunny day, I set up an aniseed basket and caught croaking chickens by chance. They also said that Jiachenbo could sing songs. He said he sang well and lively. While talking, Uncle Jiachen arrived. He is said to be Uncle Jiachen, but he is actually an old man in his sixties. Because he is younger and his grandfather is older, he can only be regarded as an uncle. Jiachen Bo is tall, hunched-backed, with a silver beard and white hair, beautiful double eyelids big eyes, and a fair face. Perhaps Uncle Jiachen had a desire to perform. Before anyone else could say anything, he removed the cigarette rod from his mouth and started singing at the top of his voice. He spoke clearly and we heard him clearly. The lyrics are: "I regret my tea party. My friends pushed me and pushed me into the brothel..."

We have heard of the word brothel, which is a term for prostitutes in the old society. We don’t know about Tea Wai, so we have to figure it out. It’s not easy to ask. If you don’t ask, you still want to know. I quietly asked the young man next to him who had returned to his hometown. The young man asked back, which made the whole cave dwelling burst into laughter: "Young educated people don't even know how to play tea. You city kids don't even know how to play tea. Huh, huh." "Son" was afraid that we would get distracted, so he made fun of us a few times and ran away in a flash. Uncle Jiachen found it boring and left. There were only four of us educated youths left in the cave dwelling and the smell of dry smoke filled the cave dwelling.

It was dark, so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. It's too early to go to bed, so why not visit the 15th team of educated youths? It wasn't too far. When they were heading east together, they turned around halfway. Anyway, it’s okay, so go ahead. Just touching it like this, cautiously, slowly walked towards the residence of the educated youth of the 15th team. There are three rows of private houses. Which row and which house is still unknown. How should I ask this? There's no one around, so you can't go and take pictures of every door.

was hesitating and had no idea what to do, when a girl happened to come over. He hurriedly asked: "Where do the educated youths from the 15th team live?" The girl was very enthusiastic and said: "Come with me." Then she turned around and walked back thirty or twenty steps to the downstairs of a house. He knocked on the door twice and shouted loudly: "Uncle Fa, Uncle Fa, open the door. The educated youth in the ditch came to your home. Open the door." The voice with a retroflex tone was soft and nice. Like silver bells, like the sound of a piano, it cuts through the night sky and spreads far and wide. I said to myself: "The voice of this girl shouting is really nice. It's like a silver bell. This girl must be very beautiful. It's a pity that there is no moon in the sky, so I can't see her appearance. If I saw her beautiful appearance, would I like it?" Where is she?" This is also a passing thought, and I will never take it to heart.

The door opens. The person who opened the door was a girl who was younger than us and said to us: "It's the educated youth from the ditch, please come in." Then he changed the subject and said to the girl who called the door: "Sister Juan, please come in and sit down too. The female educated youths from the city are all so capable. We have never heard of the things they talk about, and they sound new to us. "

Juan said, "Let's talk about it some other time. I went to the commune health center to get herbal medicine for my mother, but I haven’t gotten home yet. I have to go back and make medicine for my mother some other time. I’ll come visit your educated youth some other time. We’ll have time to meet each other later.”

Juan is gone. , holding a bunch of herbs in his hand, waved to us and said see you tomorrow, there would be time to meet in the future. We all waved to her and watched her walk away.