? The day before yesterday, I received a call from Lao Jia, who was going to Jincheng to investigate the Wahuang Grottoes for his doctoral thesis, which suddenly reminded me of my college life. In front of the Wahuang Grottoes, Lao Jia meticulously measured the nearly abandoned stone tablets and identified the wind-stricken inscriptions word for word. The image of the diligent, funny, and persevering old squad leader gradually overlapped with the previous image, except for the fat belly. , unchanged. Around 2000, I went to Taigu for business and met Xiao Lizi once. Yong Chao came to Jincheng for a business trip and met him once. Other classmates have never seen him in 22 years. I bid farewell to the Normal University in 1999, and visited my wife once before her graduation in 2000. One year, I visited Linfen People's Hospital and walked around the Normal University campus during lunch break. Looking back, it has been 22 years.
? Lao Jia has hurried to the next stop. Back to the office, I opened this article written in 2015, re-edited it, and relived the memories of the past.
? Take the highway from Jincheng west, follow the Yangyi Line all the way west, pass through Qinshui, Yicheng, Houma, turn north, pass Xiangfen where the Dingcun ruins are located, and then arrive at Linfen. Linfen was called Pingyang in ancient times, also known as Wanniu City, leaning against Taiyue Mountain in the east and the Yellow River in the west, the hinterland of ancient Jiuzhou. 22 years ago, there were no highways or buns. I got on the bus at Provincial Transport at 6:00 in the morning, had some food at a roadside shop in Qinshui at noon, and didn't arrive until around 4:00 in the afternoon. In the winter, everyone on the cold car only relies on a thin pipe spread on the ground from the front to the back of the car to keep warm. It was not until the year of graduation that Iveco and the train from Yangcheng to Linfen became available, and the conditions improved.
Eat
? Every place has its haunting concerns for hometown people. Noodles + black rice porridge play an important role in the lives of everyone who lives in Linfen. role. It stands to reason that noodles should be a specialty of Xi'an, but in the streets and alleys of Linfen, noodles + black rice porridge are everywhere, which can be eaten for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In my graduation year, I brought back some black rice and boiled it several times. The rice was still the same, but the taste was completely different.
? Dumpling restaurants occupy most of my free time. It is also a major activity base for Jincheng people.
? I remember the day after I reported to school, after my eldest sister and brother-in-law left in the car, I was walking alone at the school gate. Suddenly I heard bursts of crying. I turned around and saw that it was 205, the third year of high school. My classmate Gao Junqin’s parents also just took the bus home. We have all lived under the protection of our families since childhood. Suddenly we came to a strange environment alone. We took a breath and took the exam for college. When we passed the exam and walked into the school, we suddenly became confused and at a loss what to do. After persuading Gao Junqin, we found Yu Haiyan in the class. Because Senior 205 was a miscellaneous class, we were not very familiar with each other, but in such a strange city, having three classmates together and comforting each other made me feel relieved. The two of them had a partner when they were in high school, and they eventually got married and are now husbands. When I first arrived at university, they gave me a lot of encouragement and help when I was most lonely, lonely and confused. We talked about everything, and we would eat, go out, and chat with each other every day. Until I started talking to someone, I was just having fun and we gradually lost contact. There was no news from them for a long time after returning to Jincheng, and I didn’t get in touch until the Chinese New Year in 2015. It was a big regret not to be able to attend their wedding. I later recalled that it was a big regret not asking them to go to a dumpling restaurant for a meal together.
? The first gathering of Jincheng people was not at a dumpling restaurant. It was at the northernmost restaurant on the street of Ximen Hotel on campus. A short female boss drank nine kilograms for eight people. Zhao Jintao poured water on the spot. He lay down on the sofa chair and fell asleep, while the others drank till the end, spending 85 yuan. Wang Jindong settled the bill, and from then on, everyone began to drink and drink together in college life. We get together every three to five days, N+1, and we won’t stop until everyone is drunk. The dumpling restaurant has become a fixed stronghold.
? The most delicious thing in the dumpling restaurant is not the dumplings, but the fried glutinous rice dumplings. In the restaurant street, a special feature of Jincheng people's drinking is that each person first eats a bowl of fried glutinous rice dumplings, two cold dishes, and several bottles of Erguotou worth more than two yuan before officially drinking. The boss, Chang Qing, is too unscrupulous. He sits in front of the restaurant every day, kicking off a pair of slippers, crossing his legs, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and constantly picking his toes with one hand, which is really off-putting to the diners. But the lady boss has outstanding character and is beautiful. My wife and I fixed two dishes every day, green pepper potato slices and garlic mashed eggplant strips, which cost 5 yuan.
We have been together for a long time. The boss only wants to gain popularity from us, and the money is only a symbolic negative point.
? In the dumpling house, we cried, laughed, got drunk, and made trouble. I once drank all night with the owner of the dumpling house and Changzhi Xiaofei. It can be said that the dumpling house has witnessed us. Everyone’s growth.
Wearing
? Baihui is the largest small commodity wholesale market in Linfen City. Go out of the east gate of Normal University, walk 500 meters south along Gulou South Road, and then go east along Wuyi Road. It's about 500 meters away. Every weekend, I hang out with a few people in the dormitory and have nothing to do, or buy a box of toothpaste or a pair of socks. Even if I don’t buy anything, I still go for a walk and visit the Parkway. I have become a normal person. a habit. ?
? What made Parkway famous nationwide was the "Focus Interview" report. Parkway was once the largest book piracy market in North China. I once bought some pirated materials, and the one that impressed me the most was the high-quality test papers for various subjects that we practiced during our senior year of high school. Each copy costs 32K, which costs about 8 yuan. In Parkway, it only costs 2 yuan, and the printing quality is absolutely excellent. There used to be a saying in the past: As long as there is a best-selling book in the market and it is published on the same day, pirated books can be bought in large quantities at the Parkway Market on the third day. The quality of the pirated copies is still very high, which has a huge impact on the genuine ones. They were seized due to exposure. . ?
? There is also a place in Linfen that specializes in buying and selling clothes - Caishen Temple. I have only been there once in the four years I have been in Linfen, but I remember it deeply. When I was in college, it suddenly became popular to wear space cotton shirts. They were light and fashionable, and the price was interesting. They cost about 200 yuan. Our tuition fee for one semester at that time was only 250 yuan. When we were in school, we mostly worked part-time jobs to earn some extra money in our spare time. I mainly worked on proofreading manuscripts for the Chinese Language Newspaper and acted as a "gunner" like most people. My wife is a very lazy person and spends her free time reading novels at Shi Zhe’s Yecao Bookstore. Maybe I am about to graduate and wanted to give it as a souvenir. First, I learned to knit a white scarf. To be honest, I can’t praise my skill, but I still wore it for a while. Later, I gave tutoring lessons to the son of a leader, once a week, and because it was in the evening, I was in charge of the transportation every time. It took about two months to earn enough money for a piece of clothing and I went to the Temple of Wealth to buy a shirt for me. One weekend, she even borrowed Wang Yanbing's wallet to show off. The Caishen Temple we walked to had a cave-like facade, stretching across the length of the temple, with small stalls selling clothes on both sides. After asking several stores, she was still reluctant to buy it. While wandering around, she saw a pair of women's pants that were good. She tried them on and found they were OK. I said I would just buy them. I would buy an ordinary shirt with the remaining money. I would talk about it later when I have a chance. When I checked out, I took out my wallet, but it was empty. I didn't know when three hands had visited it. Fortunately, I was a master and only took the money without taking away the wallet. Otherwise, I would have to pay for the leather wallet. Later I learned that, just like the buses in Changzhi, the Temple of Fortune is also a place where the Linfen thieves show off their skills.
? Houma is affiliated to Linfen. There is the largest wholesale market in Linfen area. My mother visited me once in Linfen when I was in college for four years. We went to Houma to hang out and bought a piece of clothing at the market. , corduroy, dark red, nearly knee-length, with an elastic band around the waist, which was very popular at the time. I'm not very particular about my clothes, and I don't have the conditions to be particular about it. I'm notoriously sloppy in the Chinese department. He always wears jeans, a pair of brown lace-up leather shoes, long curly hair, and a slovenly appearance. It wasn't until my second grade that I wore a suit and tie every day because someone was in charge.
? Study
? Because of my yearning for poetry, Chinese language and literature has always been my favorite major.
? Teacher Zhang Ping who taught in the pre-Qin Dynasty was self-taught. His thick spectacle lenses were said to be 1500 centimeters shortsighted in the left eye and 1500 centimeters farsighted in the right eye. He first studied medicine, studying the Book of Changes, divination, etc., and later specialized in pre-Qin literature and obtained a doctorate. Teacher Zhang is a very bookish person. He often tries to tell some interesting and relevant stories in class, and really wants to liven up the classroom atmosphere. However, he does not know that it is very difficult to understand his jokes without a sufficient foundation in pre-Qin literature. . We students all prefer the classes taught by two professors, Su Han and Xi Yang. Teacher Su Han teaches classical literature, and teacher Xi Yang mainly teaches modern and contemporary literature. Neither of them was my substitute teacher, and was later poached by Xiamen and Fujian universities. I have only attended one class from Teacher Xi Yang. Teacher Xi Yang is short, has shiny hair, and wears sunglasses all year round. I never bring lesson plans to class.
A piece of chalk, a big lecture, quotations from classics, passionate and ups and downs, more than 300 people in the audience were packed, listening to the lecture with high spirits and unfinished thoughts. I heard that he passed away a few years ago. Teacher Su Han is lean and slim, with piercing eyes. She likes to wear a casual suit on her upper body, exuding an elegant atmosphere. I once took his Dream of Red Mansions as an elective. As a sign of respect for him, I came to the classroom early every class, sat in the front row, took the initiative to be the class leader, and shouted to all the elective students to stand up like a junior high school student. Schedule homework.
? Later, because the student union had more activities, the curriculum was gradually affected. When I first entered the school, I was faced with club advertisements, so I chose Hongzhu without hesitation. In colleges and universities in Shanxi, Hongzhu was a literary banner. A year later, I became the president of Hongzhu and the vice-chairman of the Federation of Social Clubs. In my third year, I served as the school’s president. Member of the Standing Committee of the Student Union and Chairman of the Federation of Social Clubs, in charge of 12 student clubs across the school, organized the first club debate competition of Shanxi Normal University and received great response. Along the way, there are my own efforts, but more importantly, the care of my brothers.
? Love
? After three years of fermentation in high school and entering the university, any man, whether physically or psychologically, longs for attention and comfort from the opposite sex. .
? The pigeon whom I heard about in my dormitory was a college student who was engaged to marry, and the other six were all bachelors like me. Taigu's little plum was relatively precocious, and he fell in love with a fellow student from his political and legal department. He pestered me to accompany him to his dormitory every day. After going back and forth, I had an idea about Li, the female dormitory girl from Xi County, and wrote the first poem in my life. Ask someone to bring the love letter to you. I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. Out of shyness, I woke up Xiao Lizi in the early morning and we ran downstairs to the girls' dormitory to get it back from his fellow villager. Three years later, when we both had our own fixed partners, we mentioned this past incident to each other. I really can’t imagine what it would be like if we didn’t ask for that letter back that night.
? The first woman he really dated was Xian, the girl in black. I am a freshman and she is a junior. She is a recent graduate of the physics department. She is a native of Linfen. She has fair skin, a slightly chubby body, quick reactions, and is knowledgeable. In class, I like to sit in the last row of the classroom, near the back door. If the teacher is not good at teaching, I can easily sneak away in a low-key manner. Xianxue is a science major, but he particularly likes liberal arts. In his spare time, he often goes to the Chinese Department classroom to listen to classes. He accidentally wandered into our class and chatted with the two of us for a lesson, which was very interesting. The next day I deliberately sat in the last seat, and at the same time, she also came. In this way, we gradually became familiar with each other, and I gave her our class schedule. Sometimes she comes to accompany me in class, and she usually hangs out on campus or in their dormitory. We were both dating for the first time, and when she met an acquaintance on the street, her face would turn red in embarrassment. More than half a year passed by in a hurry. Xian graduated and was assigned to Houma Middle School, and we never saw him again. Only Zhao Jintao has ever watched a movie with us on the weekends.
? I met my wife by chance on the way home from Linfen to Jincheng. Sitting in front of me, with short hair, he took a radio and a small tape recorder and switched back and forth to listen to songs. The long journey was really boring, so I borrowed a radio from someone and listened to it for a while. It was no longer interesting, so I made excuses to strike up a conversation. Her accent was a combination of Qinshui, Gaoping, and Jincheng, which particularly attracted me. We chatted all the way, but we gradually forgot about her without contacting her again. Maybe a month or two later, I accidentally bumped into her while wandering around the girls' dormitory, which reminded me of her voice, and we started dating. I still remember that the first time she came to me was during their military training. I was in class. She cut her arms or legs. Her little face was tanned and red, and her green uniform was covered with dust. I quickly took her outside. I went to a small clinic to get a bandage. During the love period, beautiful memories were left everywhere in the playground, classrooms, and library. What I remember most is a quarrel. In order to coax someone, I took a quick trip. I bought a standing ticket overnight and took the train to Yongji Pujiu Temple and Fenglingdu Yellow River for two days.
? As my second hometown, I gained a reserve of knowledge, life experience, friendship and family in Linfen. Today, 22 years later, the former earthen city walls have gradually faded out of sight as the gunpowder smoke dispersed. Linfen, washed by the water of the Fen River, has taken on a completely new look. When I first walked through the gorgeous and solemn Huamen, I felt proud of myself. I am proud to be a Linfen native.