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Wen You Old Text (Small Novel)

Source: Hubei Writers Network Published: 2019-10-30 Author: Huang Zhongyuan

"Thank you for the party and the government. The government allowance of three months this quarter totaled 900 yuan to the account. Contact me if you want to eat meat and drink, hahaha!"

This is a WeChat friend, and also a message from Wenyou Laowen in the circle of friends, with three brilliant smiles on the back.

After getting to know Lao Wen, a poetry contest was held on a national literature website. The website published the contact details of the winning poets at the back of the work. I like old poetry, fresh and simple, flat tone and optimistic attitude. Each poem is like telling an ancient and emotional story, but it also hides the rhythm and beauty of the poem. Reading such poems relaxes the mind, cleanses the soul, and has an endless aftertaste.

So I contacted Lao Wen, and the two quickly added WeChat and became Wen You. We often discuss the details of poetry creation, and write poems to the other party for the first time, soliciting opinions and suggestions for revision.

I see people's hearts for a long time. Although our communication is limited to poetry, we never ask about each other's family and career, but every online communication is very pleasant. Once he took the initiative to tell me that although his home is in the old forest in the mountains, the environment there is very beautiful, the eyes are all green, the ears are full of birdsong, and there is a tourist attraction near the river Xi, and I warmly invited me to find a chance to go to his home Tourism rafting.

The simplicity, enthusiasm and optimism of the old text, especially the enthusiasm for friends and the unique charm of poetry, make me want to stop, and I have to take time to talk to him every day.

Enjoying government allowances? This is not ordinary treatment. What is Laowen? Teachers with special contributions? Scientists in the mountains? Very senior retired cadres?

What my friends didn't say, try not to ask about it. This is my principle. But I still liked and commented on his circle of friends; "Stay, I will definitely find the opportunity to come to you to eat meat and drink!" Old Wen quickly left a message and responded: "Welcome at any time, wild pork, bagu wine, wild mushroom waiter ! "

This was a joke that didn't seem to matter. Unexpectedly, two months later, I really went to Luxi once.

A few friends said that summer is very suitable for rafting in the old forest in the mountains, and they have an appointment with each other to play in Xioxi. Suoxi is at least 200 kilometers away from the city where I live, and I have never been there, but I generally know the location and route. I was born with a desire to be quiet. I didn't want to go, but I couldn't bear my friends' repeated trial and error, and agreed.

The car entered the territory of Jingshan. I got itchy hands and took out my mobile phone to leave a message for Laowen WeChat: The meat-eating and drinking team has arrived and has arrived in Jingshan.

The old man quickly replied: Don't flicker me? Already arrived in Jingshan? Come to Luoxi Scenic Area?

The car hovered on the mountain road. I was afraid of motion sickness. I could n’t look at my phone all the time. I hurriedly responded: yes, yes, yes. And issued our license plate number in the past.

The car arrived at the Luxi Scenic Area. It was very unaccustomed to the turbulence of the mountain road.

"Are you an uncle? I'm Lao Wen's son. My name is Wen Zaiyou. I'm here to pick you up." I just raised my head slowly, and someone was speaking around me. Lao Wen's son? The man in the mountains, about thirty years old, is burly and wears a simple dress.

After the greetings, Wen Zaiyou, the son of Lao Wen, took us to Zhuoxi for rafting. When buying tickets, my friend offered to pay for it and was stopped by me: it's okay, Xiaowen's father is my good friend. This money is not a problem. Yeah, people who can enjoy government subsidies should not be bothered to pick up friends. I'll take them to me in the future, and I'll treat you with hospitality.

Mingxi is named because of its trend overlooking the shape of a magpie. It is located in the Dahong Mountain Scenic Area. It is known as the "Jiuqu Luxi Creek and Shili Water Gallery." The dangerous valley is quiet, the water is green, the forest is green, the birds are scented by flowers, and the streams are winding in the Jiuqu Canyon.

I and Lao Wen's son Xiao Wen took a boat and looked at the scenery on both sides. I looked greedily, thinking, Xiao Wen in my ear constantly introduced the changes since the development of tourism in Luxi and the magic in the depths of the mountains. I asked him suddenly; did your dad come to drift?

Xiaowen told me just now that my dad could n’t come to the scenic area to receive us because he still had something at home. When the rafting was over, I went to his house for lunch.

Seeing me asking this, Xiaowen was silent, and after a while he whispered to me; no, my father never came.

A highly accomplished poet should really come to feel the shock and quietness of the rafting of the Xi River. Perhaps that is more conducive to poetry creation.

I have no answer to such a reply. Entering the quiet weir area, the two men paddled in silently, and the kayak moved slowly forward.

It took more than an hour and a half to finish the rafting. After everyone took a shower and rested, Xiaowen took us to his house for dinner. The car followed Xiaowen's van and circled the mountain for forty minutes to reach his house.

This is a bungalow built on the mountainside alone, with a total of four. Although the conditions were simple, they were clean and fresh, and the old man greeted them warmly.

Looking at the old text in front of me, my right hand sewed my thigh along the pants and it hurt. It's true right now. This man with only one leg and can only walk on two crutches is optimistic, humorous, full of poetry, and still enjoying government subsidies. My old friend who has been a longtime friend?

I usually communicate on the Internet, and I ca n’t finish talking, but I really meet, but I have nothing to say, and the scene is a bit awkward.

Laowen and his son Xiaowen greeted us into the room. A large round table was filled with various dishes. The two hot pots in the middle were steaming and the room was full of fragrance. A plain-dressed woman is still busy in the kitchen, and from time to time there are vegetables in the house. We just smiled and nodded.

I saw Lao Wen and his son Xiao Wen making gestures when communicating with the woman.

Wine is a good thing, a few mouthfuls of strong bagu wine under the belly, the embarrassing situation was quickly broken. During the exchange, I knew that Lao Wen was an authentic peasant. The woman was his wife just now, deaf and dumb. At first his son and daughter-in-law had been working outside and rarely went home. Later, when Lao Wen went up the mountain to pick mushrooms on a morning after the rain, he accidentally slipped down the cliff and couldn't support one leg. Sent to a local small hospital, said Fan Cui fracture, to go to the large hospital for surgery. When I had to pay enough money to go to the big hospital, I had already missed the treatment period and had severe inflammation inside, so I could only give up one leg. Later, his son was worried that he would give up working and go home to buy a second-hand van and solicit guests near the scenic spot. Although the family is together, the income is not much. Fortunately, the government has a subsidy of 300 yuan per month.

The government's monthly minimum allowance of 300 yuan? Oh, no wonder he said in a circle of friends that a government subsidy of 900 yuan was reached in a quarter.

Having said that, the old man was not at all sad, talking and laughing cheerfully while drinking. Yes, this laughter, this tone, is what we often have voice chat.

I can't laugh, the old text in front of me is even more unfathomable. The family has encountered such a big upheaval, and still lives optimistically and humorously every day. In time, he can think and write very deep poems. Was it the environment of Luoxi that created a man in the mountain like Lao Wen? Can the man living in the mountains be full of poetry and verses?

It's hard for me to understand the thoughts and thoughts of the old text in front of me, just like I can't finish the source of this brook. According to the old article, walking up the source, there are still many undeveloped streams in Luoxi, and for decades, he and the locals have not come to the source.

Before they broke up, a friend proposed to secretly leave them a thousand dollars, which was regarded as the expense this time and also a bit of our intention. I want to stop, and stop seeing them.

Sure enough, the car started, and Lao Wen's wife found the money while packing the chopsticks. He ran out and handed the money to Lao Wen's hands, occasionally pointing his finger at us. Lao Wen quickly understood that the rolled-up money was stuffed into our car windows with some anger. I picked up the money silently, didn't say anything, didn't insist, just raised my hand and waved hard at him, my eyes were already wet.

In my heart, I meditated on the agreement between my father and son: I will invite them to play with me once the autumn is cold. In addition to seeing the scenery of the plain riverside town and tasting fresh fish in the lake area, I also want to take him to see a friend of mine who works in the hospital and has some research on the installation of prosthetics.

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Wen You Old Text (Small Novel)

2019-10-30 00-00-00

"Thank you for the party and the government. The government allowance of three months this quarter totaled 900 yuan to the account. Contact me if you want to eat meat and drink, hahaha!"

This is a WeChat friend, and also a message from Wenyou Laowen in the circle of friends, with three brilliant smiles on the back.

After getting to know Lao Wen, a poetry contest was held on a national literature website. The website published the contact details of the winning poets at the back of the work. I like old poetry, fresh and simple, flat tone and optimistic attitude. Each poem is like telling an ancient and emotional story, but it also hides the rhythm and beauty of the poem. Reading such poems relaxes the mind, cleanses the soul, and has an endless aftertaste.

So I contacted Lao Wen, and the two quickly added WeChat and became Wen You. We often discuss the details of poetry creation, and write poems to the other party for the first time, soliciting opinions and suggestions for revision.

I see people's hearts for a long time. Although our communication is limited to poetry, we never ask about each other's family and career, but every online communication is very pleasant. Once he took the initiative to tell me that although his home is in the old forest in the mountains, the environment there is very beautiful, the eyes are all green, the ears are full of birdsong, and there is a tourist attraction near the river Xi, and I warmly invited me to find a chance to go to his home Tourism rafting.

The simplicity, enthusiasm and optimism of the old text, especially the enthusiasm for friends and the unique charm of poetry, make me want to stop, and I have to take time to talk to him every day.

Enjoying government allowances? This is not ordinary treatment. What is Laowen? Teachers with special contributions? Scientists in the mountains? Very senior retired cadres?

What my friends didn't say, try not to ask about it. This is my principle. But I still liked and commented on his circle of friends; "Stay, I will definitely find the opportunity to come to you to eat meat and drink!" Old Wen quickly left a message and responded: "Welcome anytime, wild pork, bagu wine, wild mushroom waiter ! "

This was a joke that didn't seem to matter. Unexpectedly, two months later, I really went to Luxi once.

A few friends said that summer is very suitable for rafting in the old forest in the mountains, and they have an appointment with each other to play in Xioxi. Suoxi is at least 200 kilometers away from the city where I live, and I have never been there, but I generally know the location and route. I was born with a desire to be quiet. I didn't want to go, but I couldn't bear my friends' repeated trial and error, and agreed.

The car entered the territory of Jingshan. I got itchy hands and took out my mobile phone to leave a message for Laowen WeChat: The meat-eating and drinking team has arrived and has arrived in Jingshan.

The old man quickly replied: Don't flicker me? Already arrived in Jingshan? Come to Luoxi Scenic Area?

The car hovered on the mountain road. I was afraid of motion sickness. I could n’t look at my phone all the time. I hurriedly responded: yes, yes, yes. And issued our license plate number in the past.

The car arrived at the Luxi Scenic Area. It was very unaccustomed to the turbulence of the mountain road.

"Are you an uncle? I'm Lao Wen's son. My name is Wen Zaiyou. I'm here to pick you up." I just raised my head slowly, and someone was speaking around me. Lao Wen's son? The man in the mountains, about thirty years old, is burly and wears a simple dress.

After the greetings, Wen Zaiyou, the son of Lao Wen, took us to Zhuoxi for rafting. When buying tickets, my friend offered to pay for it and was stopped by me: it's okay, Xiaowen's father is my good friend. This money is not a problem. Yeah, people who can enjoy government subsidies should not be bothered to pick up friends. I'll take them to me in the future, and I'll treat you with hospitality.

Mingxi is named because of its trend overlooking the shape of a magpie. It is located in the Dahong Mountain Scenic Area. It is known as the "Jiuqu Luxi Creek and Shili Water Gallery." The dangerous valley is quiet, the water is green, the forest is green, the birds are scented by flowers, and the streams are winding in the Jiuqu Canyon.

I and Lao Wen's son Xiao Wen took a boat and looked at the scenery on both sides. I looked greedily, thinking, Xiao Wen in my ear constantly introduced the changes since the development of tourism in Luxi and the magic in the depths of the mountains. I asked him suddenly; did your dad come to drift?

Xiaowen told me just now that my dad could n’t come to the scenic area to receive us because he still had something at home. When the rafting was over, I went to his house for lunch.

Seeing me asking this, Xiaowen was silent, and after a while he whispered to me; no, my father never came.

A highly accomplished poet should really come to feel the shock and quietness of the rafting of the Xi River. Perhaps that is more conducive to poetry creation.

I have no answer to such a reply. Entering the quiet weir area, the two men paddled in silently, and the kayak moved slowly forward.

It took more than an hour and a half to finish the rafting. After everyone took a shower and rested, Xiaowen took us to his house for dinner. The car followed Xiaowen's van and circled the mountain for forty minutes to reach his house.

This is a bungalow built on the mountainside alone, with a total of four. Although the conditions were simple, they were clean and fresh, and the old man greeted them warmly.

Looking at the old text in front of me, my right hand sewed my thigh along the pants and it hurt. It's true right now. This man with only one leg and can only walk on two crutches is optimistic, humorous, full of poetry, and still enjoying government subsidies. My old friend who has been a longtime friend?

I usually communicate on the Internet, and I ca n’t finish talking, but I really meet, but I have nothing to say, and the scene is a bit awkward.

Laowen and his son Xiaowen greeted us into the room. A large round table was filled with various dishes. The two hot pots in the middle were steaming and the room was full of fragrance. A plain-dressed woman is still busy in the kitchen, and from time to time there are vegetables in the house. We just smiled and nodded.

I saw Lao Wen and his son Xiao Wen making gestures when communicating with the woman.

Wine is a good thing, a few mouthfuls of strong bagu wine under the belly, the embarrassing situation was quickly broken. During the exchange, I knew that Lao Wen was an authentic peasant. The woman was his wife just now, deaf and dumb. At first his son and daughter-in-law had been working outside and rarely went home. Later, when Lao Wen went up the mountain to pick mushrooms on a morning after the rain, he accidentally slipped down the cliff and couldn't support one leg. Sent to a local small hospital, said Fan Cui fracture, to go to the large hospital for surgery. When I had to pay enough money to go to the big hospital, I had already missed the treatment period and had severe inflammation inside, so I could only give up one leg. Later, his son was worried that he would give up working and go home to buy a second-hand van and solicit guests near the scenic spot. Although the family is together, the income is not much. Fortunately, the government has a subsidy of 300 yuan per month.

The government's monthly minimum allowance of 300 yuan? Oh, no wonder he said in a circle of friends that a government subsidy of 900 yuan was reached in a quarter.

Having said that, the old man was not at all sad, talking and laughing cheerfully while drinking. Yes, this laughter, this tone, is what we often have voice chat.

I can't laugh, the old text in front of me is even more unfathomable. The family has encountered such a big upheaval, and still lives optimistically and humorously every day. In time, he can think and write very deep poems. Was it the environment of Luoxi that created a man in the mountain like Lao Wen? Can the man living in the mountains be full of poetry and verses?

It's hard for me to understand the thoughts and thoughts of the old text in front of me, just like I can't finish the source of this brook. According to the old article, walking up the source, there are still many undeveloped streams in Luoxi, and for decades, he and the locals have not come to the source.

Before they broke up, a friend proposed to secretly leave them a thousand dollars, which was regarded as the expense this time and also a bit of our intention. I want to stop, and stop seeing them.

Sure enough, the car started, and Lao Wen's wife found the money while packing the chopsticks. He ran out and handed the money to Lao Wen's hands, occasionally pointing his finger at us. Lao Wen quickly understood that the rolled-up money was stuffed into our car windows with some anger. I picked up the money silently, didn't say anything, didn't insist, just raised my hand and waved hard at him, my eyes were already wet.

In my heart, I meditated on the agreement between my father and son: I will invite them to play with me once the autumn is cold. In addition to seeing the scenery of the plain riverside town and tasting fresh fish in the lake area, I also want to take him to see a friend of mine who works in the hospital and has some research on the installation of prosthetics.

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