text: Tian Jianglong
Picture: Originated from the Internet
Just count, the story between me and Cheng Shunliang happened more than 40 years ago. I was 18 years old when I met Cheng Shunliang.
On this day, my elder sister, who married into Dongchuan, asked a person from our village who went to Dongchuan to do business to send me a message, saying that if I had no food, I would carry a pocket to her house and carry a few cabbages.
I don’t want to go. My eldest sister’s house is more than 5 kilometers away from our village. She can’t ride a bicycle. She has to rely on her legs to go uphill and downhill.
If I only run a 5-kilometer hillside road with a few cabbages, I feel it is a bit unworthy, but I haven’t seen my elder sister for almost two months, and I’m very thinking, so I went to my elder sister’s house after breakfast that day.
After lunch at my elder sister's house, I carried three cabbages, carried a pound of cottonseed oil and went home.
My eldest sister didn't leave me to spend the night at her house because I was the only one in my house.
My elder sister said that in winter, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and people with "three hands" will take advantage of the situation and rummaging through boxes and stealing other people's things. My elder sister asked me to go back early and look closely at my own portal.
I took out a book " Fire Jingang " written by Liu Liu and read it.
I was worried about the fate of the protagonist in the book. I thought to myself that the protagonist Shi Xingang, who was ordered to bring a platoon of Eighth Route Army soldiers to cover the transfer of the main force. If the platoon leader of Shi Xingang would have been put out on the spot.
It was not until the platoon leader of Shi Xingang was rescued by the armed forces behind the enemy that I felt relieved.
I put the book into a bag of cabbage and rushed back.
After I went up the plateau, it was already dusk, and the sky that had been gloomy for many days had floated Xiaoxue .
I speed up my pace towards the village.
Before I could enter the village, I heard a loud "boom" sound, and then a wisp of green smoke rose from the village. At first, I was setting off firecrackers, but after entering the village, I realized that someone was popping corn.
A group of children surrounded the popcorn machine. When the popcorn machine is heated in place, the owner will quickly move the machine entrance to a long mesh bag woven with thin iron wire, raise his foot and step on the opening, and then there is a loud "boom".
At this time, a group of children hiding aside and covering their ears with both hands will bend down with a loud bang, looking for the popcorn that escapes the net. If you are lucky enough to pick one, you will quickly put it in your mouth and chew it happily.
There are many people who want popcorn. There are long rows of bowls containing corn kernels and coal on the ground, and at the same time, there is a dime in the corn bowl. After the owner of the popcorn machine bursts out a pot of popcorn, he will then install another pot, tighten the lid of the pot, and set it on the charcoal fire to continue burning the fire.
The owner of the popper pulled the wind wing with one hand, bulging the wind with one hand, turning a black small fat pig's size pot with the other hand, and the red charcoal tongue licked the bulging black bottom of the pot.
This charcoal fire, accompanied by the sweet smell of corn, looks very warm at dusk in winter.
I surrounded me and watched the fun and found that the owner of the popcorn was about the same age as me. She was wearing a white labor suit and a pair of yellow rubber shoes.
He looked up and saw me, grinned at me, and said to me affectionately: "I'm my own, go get the corn, I'll give you free money..."
I was a little flattered for a moment.
I didn't know this young man with popcorn in front of me before. I didn't expect that he was so intimate with me when he first met. Could this be what people often say, birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of birds of bands of people in groups? He has determined from my outfit that he and I are the same kind of people.
He took out a pack of "Chenhe" cigarettes from his pocket, flicked his fingers, handed me a cigarette, held one in his mouth, and then skillfully took out an old-fashioned "chicken pecking" lighter and lit the cigarettes for me and himself.
At that time, I was not addicted to smoking, but I still pretended to suck. He continued to say that he was his own people, and he would come back to get the corn and give you free...
I couldn't help but feel kindness, so I took a bowl of corn and a bowl of charcoal.
That night, his business was very hot and he was busy until after nine o'clock in the evening to close his stall.While he was busy with popcorn, he chatted with me. He told me that his name was Cheng Shunliang, who was from Chengjia Village, Chengjia Town, about 7 kilometers north of our village.
That night, I invited him to spend the night at my house, and cooked noodles and fried fried chopped green onions for him to eat. That night, the two of us had a great chat.
The next day, he invited me to go to the popcorn in another village and said that it was half the money. I thought it was good, so he and he used an old car to pull the popcorn machine and start walking around the village.
He said that he had heard someone in our village mention me before he saw me, saying that I was very good at fighting and that a few young men could be beaten by one person...
I was so dizzy that he was complimented by his sweet words.
To be honest, I didn’t have a good reputation around us when I was young, but I patted my chest and said my heart. I had never done anything to be sorry to my neighbors, nor did I have the habit of stealing.
Later I thought that the reason why I didn’t get praise from the village neighbors back then was because I was secretly practicing martial arts at that time and gradually became known by the village neighbors.
Every day before dawn, I will go out of the village to run, and then practice a set of junior long fist on the official road, and then use my arms to hit a thick tung tree , which will be distributed at dawn with the sound of "Wow! Wow!"
When I get home, I will use my fist to hit the sack filled with wheat for hundreds of times.
I was gradually discovered by some elderly people who got up early in the village courtyard. My behavior was not recognized by people at that time. It was a sign of incompetence and like to fight for strength and ruthlessness.
During the days when I and Cheng Shunliang were popcorn, Cheng Shunliang repeatedly mentioned his father to me. He said that his father was a division commander under the command of Hu Zongnan, a first-level general of the Republic of China.
Originally, his father could go to Taiwan with Hu Zongnan, but his father couldn't bear to leave his grandfather and grandma and did not go. After the disbandment, his father wore a "hat" to accept the government's transformation, so it was inconvenient for him to do anything with his brother.
At that time, I didn’t believe what he said, and I didn’t believe that he was a descendant of a senior Kuomintang official.
But one day he took me to his house to see his father, I felt a little convinced.
His father does have a more elegant temperament. He is not like an ordinary farmer. His skin is relatively white. He wears a black cotton dress and is also more integrated and clean. He speaks politely...
I stayed at Cheng Shunliang's house for 5 days that time. Cheng Shunliang treats good dishes and good food every day. Every meal has bacon and fried vermicelli and cabbage, and the buns are all white flour buns.
This was a very good life in rural life at that time.
That day, Cheng Shunliang said to me: "Jiang Long, please help me."
I asked him: "What are you doing?"
He said: "Help me clean up someone. This person is my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law is very bad. He has another woman outside and beat my sister all day long. Today he beat my sister again. A woman who married to the same village as my sister told me after returning to her parents' home and forced my sister to divorce him. My sister couldn't bear to leave her child and didn't want to divorce. I wanted to avenge my sister, but I was worried that I could not beat him..."
Cheng Shunliang gave me a problem. I was practicing martial arts secretly, but I never thought about fighting with others. I learned martial arts just to strengthen my body, at most to protect myself.
But I didn't agree to him, as if I was sorry for the warm hospitality for me these days. Cheng Shunliang saw that I was a little hesitant and said:
"You just need to beat him for me, and I will give you all the 18 yuan we earned in popcorn these days..."
When I saw that he had put it to this, I said:
"That's right, take me to see your brother-in-law first, and ask him why he always beat your sister and tell him to hit your sister in the future, and you will be rude to him. If he promises not to hit your sister in the future, or to be soft-hearted, we will give him a chance. If your brother-in-law is rude and has a bad attitude, you can go up and beat him. He dares to fight back, and I will go up and clean up..."
Cheng Shunliang said yes.
Then, Cheng Shunliang went to his neighbor's house to borrow an old bicycle to take me to another village about three kilometers away from his village. After arriving at his sister's house, he put the bicycle towards the gate, opened the door and walked in.
When his sister saw her brother coming, she burst into tears and said with sobs: "Why are you here?"
Cheng Shunliang said: "I heard from our village that the blind hammer hit you again, so I took my brother here. Where did he see him?"
Cheng Shunliang's words just came out of another house, and said unhappily:
"You have a clean mouth, who is the blind hammer? You are a good hammer, what are you trying to do? If you want to hit me, you can move me to see if you can walk out of our village..."
I, who originally didn't want to fight, was angry by Cheng Shunli's brother-in-law's tone, and I said loudly: "Go ahead, beat him!"
Cheng Shunliang rushed forward and punched him.
Cheng Shunliang's punching action was taught by me a few days ago, but he lacked exercise and punching without speed and strength. Instead, he asked his brother-in-law to raise his hand to separate it. Then his brother-in-law raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen, almost kicking Cheng Shunliang down.
I raised my hand to block Cheng Shunliang, and then rushed forward quickly, grabbed one of his brother-in-law's arms, retreated back, and quickly threw it over his shoulder with the power he rushed forward. As soon as his brother-in-law stood up, I soared into the air, and knocked his brother-in-law to the ground with a beautiful second-off kick.
I didn't call again, I waited for his brother-in-law's reaction.
I am worried that my hands and feet will be too heavy and that my brother-in-law will be damaged. When I practice lock stones in the morning, I can easily lift the lock stones weighing more than 80 kilograms hundreds of times, and my arm strength has long been more than that of ordinary people.
His brother-in-law struggled several times but did not stand up. Cheng Shunliang took the opportunity to raise his foot to stomp his brother-in-law. At this time, his sister hurriedly stepped forward to stop his brother-in-law. I pulled Cheng Shunliang away, and then said to his brother-in-law:
"Remember, Shunliang's sister is my sister. If you dare to hit his sister again in the future, don't be polite. I will spare you today, but I will put this for you. My name is Tian Jianglong, a native of Dongyuan. If you don't accept it, find someone to find me at any time..."
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After that, Cheng Shunliang treated me better and better.
Soon after, I went south to Guangdong to work, and Cheng Shunliang opened an 号号 号 on the streets of their town. I heard that the business is good.
For many years ago, every time I returned from Guangdong, I would call him in advance. He would drive to the station to pick me up and invite me to have a meal and drink.
Later, we couldn't contact each other anymore.
The reason is that one day at dawn, when he passed by the railway south of their village, he saw an old lady picking up scraps on the railway. The old lady only cares about picking up scraps and ignores the train running behind her. Cheng Shunliang rushed forward and pushed the old man away. The old man was saved, but he sacrificed himself...
