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The soil is singing —— The story of Zhu Zhiwen, the "big coat brother" (excerpt)

This is the dog days. On a dirt road leading from Zhulou Village, Shan County, Heze City, Shandong Province, a 10-year-old child struggled to pull a floor car with his sick father lying on it. His father's slight cough from time to time worried him a little. The dirt road was browned by the sun, and the child walked barefoot on it. The spine bent forward like the back of a snake head, and the thin body seemed unable to do it. The noose around his shoulder tightened his skin, and he didn't wipe the sweat. In this way, he walked to Guocun Town step by step, leaving two ruts and a series of footprints on the hot sand road, as well as childhood marks accompanied by the sound of wheels.

At that time, Zhu Zhiwen had dropped out of school for two years. Unless he could read, he could not know the lyrics. He wants to go to school and doesn't want to be trapped in the classroom. At that time, his father had died and his family had no money to send him to school. Every time he went to mow the grass or collect dung and passed by the school, he would put down the dung basket and lie prone on the windowsill to watch the teacher write on the blackboard. When the teacher finished writing, he scattered the soil on the ground and painted it by hand.

Later, I don't know where Zhu Zhiwen got a Xinhua Dictionary, which is a half-brick book. He read this book all day long, until he became a young man and went to work in other places. He has never left this dictionary, and he has broken four or five such Xinhua dictionaries.

One day, nearly forty years old, he was already tortured by life, wrapped in a broken cotton-padded jacket and holding this broken dictionary, and said to Zhu Zhixing and Zhu Zhixing's brother Zhu Songzhi, "I recognize all the words in it." Nobody believed him, and the two brothers sneered, "You are bragging." The two brothers robbed the dictionary and said they would test him. No matter what they did, Zhu Zhiwen was not stumped. Zhu Zhiwen tucked his neck in his cotton-padded jacket and said proudly, "Do you talk as much as I do?" The two brothers said, "How did you recognize all the bears?"

Cold comes and summer goes, spring, summer, autumn and winter alternate quickly, and it rains cats and dogs in the summer morning. He walked across the muddy path with a fertilizer bag on his back and practiced on the river bank, and the rain got wet all over him. In winter, the forest is closed by heavy snow and the river is frozen. He walked through the snow in the forest in a black cotton-padded jacket and went to the riverbank to practice as usual. His eyebrows were frosted and his face was festered with frostbite, but the sound of practice was snow and ice falling on trees, birds flying, mice and ferrets moaning.

Of course, this kind of voice is not practiced overnight. He has been practicing for nearly 30 years, and this patience is unmatched by ordinary people. When the grass grows and the warbler flies in spring, some village women get up early and pass by. When they saw the young man wearing a fertilizer bag in the hazy morning, Mima was silent, like a widow mourning her grave, and they suspected that he had a neurological disorder. Another villager saw him standing on the ice, standing on the snow for several years, yelling for hours, and decided that he was a fool. If he is not stupid, will he say something stupid without knowing the cold? I hate the ignorance of this village. I don't know that the beautiful things in the world are hidden by me, and the rare voices are in my ears.

There are more than 1000 people in Zhulou Village. Zhu Zhiwen has never quarreled with anyone, nor has he ever quarreled with anyone. No one can beat him in terms of size and strength. He is not stupid in an argument, but he will hide when others bully him. When others laugh at him, he walks away at most. He neither retaliates nor bears a grudge. Is he really a fool? He is not a fool, although he feels a little humble in his heart, but this is not the reason why he should be bullied. After all, he just wants to be kind to others with a pure heart. The villagers call him "vanity", which means you can't find a crooked heart from him. ..... Singing has been with him since childhood, and he has always had a childlike innocence. I don't know whether singing keeps his childlike innocence or childlike innocence purifies his singing. I just know that in his intoxicated children's world, that kind of "goodness at the beginning of life" was preserved by him intact. No wonder people from all walks of life are in awe of his singing. This kind of singing is not only a touching skill, but also a kind of innocence and kindness that hits deep in the heart.

He said to his daughter-in-law, "No one is as kind to me as my mother. She loves me as a child." Zhu Zhiwen didn't kneel before his mother died. He is a car-scrapping man. He didn't kneel to the sky or the ground, and he didn't worship God. On the night of mother's death, both the wife and children fell asleep in the middle of the night. He went out quietly and pushed open the door. Outside the gate is an abandoned pigsty. He hid behind the shack, knelt down quietly and said to the dark sky, "God help me, if you are really alive, I beg you to give my life to my mother." You can bring her back to life. "

Earlier, I described him crying for his lovelorn love by the river. In those tears, he complained that others looked down on him, while the cry of losing his mother was completely self-reproach and guilt, and he hated his incompetence. He hated himself for not being able to repay his mother's kindness and not letting her live a good life.

After Zhu Zhiwen became famous, he and his daughter-in-law participated in the column "Let Love Be the Master" of Sichuan Satellite TV. The column was titled with the false news of Zhu Zhiwen's divorce, so that Zhu Zhiwen could confess to his daughter-in-law. Daughter-in-law also worried more than once that her husband would abandon her when she became famous. She has never heard Zhu Zhiwen talk about her love at home. She wants to listen to her husband's heart on the show. Zhu Zhiwen is a sentient beings and righteous person, and he will definitely not abandon his daughter-in-law. His daughter-in-law treats him well, one by one like a mirror in his heart. When he said that his daughter-in-law went to Xinjiang to pick cotton and suffered, her tears were like a dam that burst ... Zhu Zhiwen walked over and gave her a hug, and her daughter-in-law fell into his broad chest with tears in her eyes, feeling extremely happy.

No matter what troubles Zhu Zhiwen has outside, as long as he returns to Zhulou Village and home, all his troubles will vanish. When he got home, he first walked around the house, hugged the chicken, looked at the vegetables grown in the front yard, and then went to the neighbor's house to visit. He walked around this house and went to that house again, still talking and laughing as before. In the eyes of the villagers, he is not a singer, but "three big mouths" and "three children" who live with them day and night. They still laughed and scolded him, but he still laughed. I feel that he is much more lively and cheerful in Zhulou Village than in Beijing. My wife must not see him when she wakes up in the morning. He must have gone to the street to chat. ..... In his view, all the places outside Zhulou Village are outside, and the outside is to make a living. This life is not happy. Only returning to the village is called returning home.

The wheat is ripe this year, and he came back to collect the wheat after recording CCTV's "Reading" column. ..... The wheat harvest was good, which made him very happy. Go to the door and show off the wheat harvest where he goes. About a month later, someone drove a tricycle to the countryside to collect wheat. He sold the wheat and gave the money to his daughter-in-law for safekeeping.

My neighbor told me that when Zhu Zhiwen came home from harvesting wheat in the field, he saw several bags of fertilizer left in the field and ran to pick it up, rolled it up and stuffed it in a tricycle to take home. ..... Zhu Zhiwen doesn't feel like a star. There are two dollars that are different from before. He is used to poverty. He doesn't want to waste things. After he finished making kitchen waste, it seemed almost impossible for others to take it away. He and his daughter-in-law loaded a tricycle full of money and sent it to the scrap collection station in Feng Tao to exchange money.

Just after he became famous and had some money, he spent about 50 thousand to change two transformers and buy a set of fitness equipment for the village. The fitness equipment was installed by the couple and their neighbors. Later, he bought a stone table and bench next to the fitness equipment. Every time he goes home, he sees a group of adults and children chatting and playing there. He couldn't wait to come forward and say hello to them, and he was very happy. A year later, he spent 350 thousand yuan to build two roads for the village. ...