At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was no longer hanging overhead as it was at noon, but Yushan also sweated when she walked to the bookstore.
The store director sat behind the Eight Immortals table, calm and relaxed. On the table are several thread-bound books, a palm-leaf fan and an purple clay pot . There are not many customers in the store at this moment, and the setting sun has wrapped a layer of false powder on the old bookshelf.
Yushan walked to the opposite bookshelf to check, looked through a few books, then turned around and asked Mr. Ren, do you have any "Illustrated Illustrations of Materia Medica"? He said that this book was from the early years and even if it was available, it would be thrown into the warehouse. Yushan said, "Please help me find it." Mr. Ren stood up and walked towards the back corner gate, and she followed her.
Mr. Ren went to the backyard and said that a Yan'an comrade's orphan was sent to a relative's house in Tianjin to go to school, but something happened to his relative and the child lost contact for nearly two years. I found a girl yesterday and I have temporarily settled in the suburbs. I don't know what happened, but this child can't speak anymore. You took care of yourself for a while and found a way to see him off after recovery. You go back and prepare now, and I will pick you up after dark.
When Yushan came to the suburbs, it was already night. In the Chinese medicine clinic West Cross Hospital, she saw a girl with a pale face, a dull look, and a mute look. The child's exposed skin was scratched by mosquito bites everywhere, which made people feel distressed to see.
Yushan deliberately said relaxedly: "We will live here from now on. My name is Yushan, just call me sister. What's your name?" As he said that, he went to hold her hand, but the child walked away barefly.
Yushan found that there was a clear scar on the mouth of the tiger on the left hand of the child, and the nails on the index finger were also deformed. She asked with concern how it was done, but the girl still seemed to have not heard it. She had no choice but to change her strategy and pretend to be familiar with the house while asking questions, trying to guide her to speak, but she ignored her no matter what she said.
If Mr. Ren doesn't say that the child came to Tianjin to study, Yushan would suspect that there were problems with her hearing and intelligence.
Before breakfast the next day, the Chinese medicine doctor personally brought the soup and said that the child was caused by extreme malnutrition and had no major problems. Yushan said that she suddenly sat up until midnight last night, but she didn't say anything no matter how she asked. She gasped for a while before she fell asleep again.
The doctor said that he found the knot in his heart, and he would get medical treatment for heart diseases.
Yushan wanted to comfort her child and told her that she would not encounter danger again. She would guide and even tempt her like she was doing homework, and cook delicious food for her alone, comb her hair and wipe her body. But the result of such hard work was that she no longer rejected her and there was no big progress, which made her anxious.
After lunch that day, the girl went to bed. Yushan wanted to lie down for a while after washing her clothes. But she saw that she was sweating when she fell asleep, so she sat down and fanned her. Only then did she realize that she was not sleeping soundly when she saw the quiet girl sleeping soundly. Her facial expression was sometimes sad and sometimes horrified, and sometimes she seemed to be about to cry. This child must have something hidden in his heart. What did he experience?
At this time, two short and three urgent knocks came from the door. Yushan hurriedly opened and saw Mr. Ren standing outside the door with a watermelon, with a middle-aged woman behind him.
Yushan made tea for them, and the woman carefully looked at the sleeping child and said that this was Xiaobei, that's right.
Mr. Ren said that it was clear that the child should have been too scared and stopped talking for a long time, and has become aphasia .
It turns out that the girl is named Ye Yubei and should be eleven years old this year. During the Pingxingguan War, my mother died, and my father sent someone to send her to her aunt's house in Tianjin, hoping to go to school here. This woman is my aunt's neighbor.
The woman said that the child was not long after he arrived, and a group of people suddenly broke into her aunt's house. The child who came back from school saw her aunt die tragically at the door of the house with his own eyes, and the injured uncle was also arrested. It was she who tried to cover the child's mouth and pulled her into her home to escape the disaster. She told Xiaobei not to speak out. These people were venting their anger at the same nostril as the Japanese. Anyone could tell that you were from the northern Shaanxi dialect. She was really afraid of being implicated, so she gave money to the two of her children, so she just pretended to be mute and ran away quickly, the farther the better.
The child woke up, and the woman called her Xiaobei, asked if she still knew her, and mentioned the school she had attended. She is still mum and indifferent. Everyone was disappointed.
Seeing that Xiaobei's health has improved, the Tianjin underground organization decided to send her back to the base.
At that time, in order to take care of the children of revolutionary soldiers in Anti-Japanese War , the Eighth Route Army had already established a school in Yan'an and provided relatively standardized cultural education for them. Yushan took Xiaobei after several twists and turns and arrived at Yan'an Baoyu Primary School half a month later.
I heard that Ye Yubei was back, and several former friends came to see her and rushed to introduce the school situation. Yushan heard that these children were in grades one, two or three. The school offered cultural courses and labor courses, with a complete range of subjects such as Mandarin, arithmetic, history, geography, music, and hygiene.
Yushan ignored her fatigue and just wanted these children to communicate with Xiaobei more, so she just observed silently by the side. She found that Xiaobei was a little panicked when the children just came up, but gradually, she no longer felt disgusted by the chirping and tender childish voices. When the impatient child wants to speak first and pull her, she no longer dodges. These obvious changes in
made Yushan see hope and her heart is warm and soft.
Suddenly, a sound of "Dangdang" iron tools hit me, and the children suddenly stopped communicating and said that it was time for class, run quickly. They jumped out and ran out loudly while singing loudly -
National wars and went to war together
Look at the big flag flying so majestic
Where does this journey come from
Northwest Border District Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia
This song " Anti-Japanese Soldiers' Expedition Song " adapted from Shaanxi folk song , the tune is high-pitched and rough, and the lyrics are catchy. The cracked roar actually attracted Xiaobei. She slowly stood up, followed the departing backs, and followed a few steps forward.
Yu Shan calmed down and followed Xiaobei quietly. In those gradually moving eyes, she saw a light that had never been seen before.
Military and civilians should work together
Save the country and fight for the pioneer
This proposition is all responding to
...
At this moment, the child's eyes are already wet and his lips are trembling slightly.
Yushan embraces Xiaobei with emotion and encourages her and says, "Cry, cry, cry." Good boy, we are home and can cry.
With a string of tears breaking through the dam, the girl finally cried out with a "wow".
Author: Fu Guiqiu
