Dependence and companionship
Do you remember? In 2004, the rolling traffic of the overall relocation of the factory bid farewell to the past, and Central Chinese people began to write phoenix-like lofty poems. The world of mortals is rolling forward. Although the relocation army did not show the emotion and tragic of the third-line military workers "dedicating their youth and children", in their turned figures, there were clearly childish tears flowing and affectionate eyes that were reluctant to part. These tears and eyes cherish the deep memory of Yidu, the persistence of every grass, tree, brick and tile in the ravine, the glory of serving the country and the military complex of that life. ...
Yes, in the days of decades of hard work and selfless dedication to youth, how many ambitions, passions, ups and downs, and glorious missions old soldiers have to bear! Look, these dry office buildings, simple family rooms, affiliated schools, hospitals, shops, banks ... the workshops in the factory are reappearing, just like what happened yesterday.
In recent years, retired workers have come to the intersection of the Yangtze River and Qingjiang River in groups or in twos and threes. From the east, west, north and south of the motherland, they returned to their former residence in Yidu ravine, went to see the office building and their family's rooms, and listened to the jingle of tap water. Tell about the day and night when the third-line construction took to the fast lane, and savor the thick wine fragrance of Yun Chi Cave. Then, take a bus to the east and come to Xiaogan city. I am full of joy when I see the 238 factory on the Long March Road and the modern new factory in Chengdong New District. More importantly, go to the family area of Changzheng Road, go to Fensi Road Ordnance Park, visit the brothers and sisters who are getting old, visit the former leaders, visit the workers' groups, and visit the home country that has struggled for a long time.
Old soldiers living in Xiaogan always think about this place where they have worked and lived for 38 years. In their eyes, you can clearly see the family areas and factories in the ravine from the ordnance park; In their hearts, they still have their unforgettable feelings and thoughts about the 238 factory and the Huazhong team.
Old ordnance workers living in other places, whenever they come to Xiaogan and walk into ordnance garden, are greeted by familiar and cordial smiling faces and familiar factory Mandarin. Although many young faces are no longer familiar to us, some once familiar faces will never be seen again.
We have not forgotten that in the 1980s and 1990s, with the start of the relocation of the third-line military industry, Xiaogan City immediately issued a competitive preferential policy with sincere arms and warmly welcomed the third-line military enterprises from the mountainous areas of western Hubei. Nanzhang 4404 Factory, Yidu 238 Factory, Yuan 'an 066 Base and other military central enterprises were suddenly attracted and joined the substantive overall relocation ranks.
We still remember that although Xiaogan City is only 60 kilometers away from Wuhan, there was not a decent large-scale enterprise at that time, and its urban construction also lagged behind Yichang. And the old soldiers still think the climate here is not ideal. In winter, the north wind blows bitterly, and the degree of cold can be compared with that of the north. In summer, the heat wave is raging everywhere, and my face is burning. Some people say that Wuhan is one of the three largest stoves in China, and it is as hot as a demon, which makes no sense at all. In my opinion, Xiaogan's summer is like a drunkard, even if it is not a leprechaun: when the sun is shining, people walk on the road, even with umbrellas, their ruddy and dark faces will be covered with endless sweat, stumbling to pee, like drunkards who drink too much Xiaogan rice wine.
But people's adaptability can't be underestimated. People's feelings are also very strange, complicated and changeable, and so is their impression of a city. From strangeness to familiarity, from adaptation to adaptation, from unhappiness to liking, all these will change with the change of stars. In short, time is the best judge. After a long time, everything will become natural.
In the early morning, when you leisurely shuttle through the red light market not far from the community, the vitality of the market and the scene filled with fireworks will definitely infect you. From time to time, I can hear the familiar factory Mandarin accent in the crowd and follow the sound to find it ... "Ah! It's you, long time no see, hello! Hello! " Villagers, old colleagues and old friends meet in the vegetable market, which is naturally a warm and unforgettable scenery. Such scenery and scenes can easily remind people of the past Sunday in the old factory in the ravine: workers, men, women and children met their co-workers and colleagues when they visited the manufacturer's shop.
Xiaogan is a land of plenty. The fish market in the vegetable market is unprecedented. When I was wandering around, I saw all kinds of fresh fish alive and kicking in the pool, which was very attractive. However, I prefer the five-inch saury. Whether it is wild or not, buy the fish home, gut it, wash it, dry it with salt, and fry it in oil, so don't mention the crispy and delicious smell.
I also like the vegetables grown by local farmers: small tomatoes that are not so red but slightly green; Green peppers are much cheaper than those in southern cities, retaining the local spicy taste; What's more, the dark green Ye Er and amaranth just picked from the ground are delicious. And the long cowpea tastes like a child, not like cowpea bought in supermarkets in big cities. It doesn't feel like this, and you can't tell what it tastes like.
Stir-fry with tender lotus root and tender lotus tip is a major feature of Xiaogan, which is tender, sweet and delicious. In winter, 9-hole and 10-hole lotus root pork chop stew is an indispensable delicacy in Xiaogan, Hubei.
As night falls, the old people who exercise begin to appear in the central square of the ordnance park and the surrounding roads in droves. Walking, running, square dancing and, of course, playing Shuang Sheng, cards and mahjong are all activities that you can freely choose and participate in.
Drivers in a city can consciously give way to pedestrians, which is the standard of this civilized city and a beautiful urban landscape. In this regard, Xiaogan City is quietly undergoing gratifying changes. Pedestrians crossed the zebra crossing. When we met with obstacles, the driver slowed down and stopped, stuck his head out, smiled and waved to us, let us pass first. This scene really gave us a surprise: the face of Xiaogan has changed, and the people of Xiaogan have also changed! Yes, Xiaogan is the place where Yong Dong sold herself to bury her father. Yong Dong sold his body to bury his father, and the place name Xiaogan came into being. The story of Huang Xiang fanning the quilt and the story of Meng Zong crying over bamboo shoots also happened in this geomantic treasure-house with a long history of filial piety culture.
In the past two years, tourism fever has also quietly emerged among the old ordnance workers. Let go and travel in groups of three or five; Cultivate sentiment in all directions and taste life. They can really be described as: stepping on the clouds, waving calmly, flowers in the jungle, accompanied by fairies! Old soldiers have also become very fashionable. They are good at chatting on WeChat, writing beautiful articles, recording micro-vision and shooting Tik Tok with smart phones.
Not long ago, a dozen old colleagues living in Yidu drove to Henan to see Luoyang peony, and stopped at Xiaogan for a day on the way back. If nothing else, I want to see with my own eyes the newly relocated modern factory building and see how Huazhong Optoelectronics entered the third entrepreneurial journey; I just want to visit my long-lost colleague. Are they okay? Do you live a happy and healthy life?
The establishment of modern buildings and automated production lines in the East New District made them cry, and the reunion of the ordnance garden after a long separation made them want to hug each other and be ecstatic. In the joy of reunion after a long separation, the veterans talked about the shortcomings in the family and the affection for their children. Looking back on the years when the world of mortals is rolling, talking and laughing with old friends, the days when clouds are rolling and clouds are comfortable ... It can be said that there are thousands of words and endless confidences; When wine meets a bosom friend, it is full of fragrance.
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation is stronger than the next. In recent years, Huazhong Optoelectronics has carried out the activity of "Remembering the history of the factory and loving China". Every year, the company organizes new college students and a new generation of military workers from the 238 factory to go to the old factory in Yidu to find the third-line memory and inherit the military soul. I don't know, when Houlang witnessed those caves, workshops and factories with heavy years, when they experienced the vicissitudes of rusty vines, when they listened to the stories of hard work and brilliant achievements that happened there, was Houlang unbelievable or full of confidence and passion?
"If it is deep, the old country still exists, and if it is long, it will be the hometown." Military industry and human feelings are tied to Yidu and Xiaogan, and light and shadow are intertwined. Spring rises and autumn falls, and the years are mottled. Everyone in the ordnance team is an immortal note of an era and is recorded in the national memory. In a blink of an eye, looking back indifferently, how many vicissitudes are in my heart. Perhaps, the old soldiers often lament that "although the morning is dark, the night has turned into snow", but the third-line feelings melted in the blood and the homesickness of a foreign land are always in full bloom in their hearts, and there is a faint fragrance from time to time.
Ah, the gentle breeze is blowing gently, and the long years have been quietly collected Let's cherish the happiness and passion of the fleeting time we just visited, be grateful and savor it; Engrave the gentleness and quietness of those wasted years in the corridor of life, bearing in mind eternity and inheriting glory.