The mountains are majestic.
Time also has uncanny workmanship, splitting the long and narrow tunnel of memory. Some people are destined to meet you again, and some things are destined to meet you.
I have known Lu Songqing for more than 20 years. Behind his back, someone gave him the nickname "Bandit". I really don’t know if he has ever been to Wulong Mountain, but August 1st every year is a “special” festival for him.
Early spring of 1991. In the mines, it is either drizzling or foggy. I, a boy from a farm family, jumped out of the farm gate without jumping over the dragon gate. Take the industrial examination, study mining conditions, and wait for assignments. After that, I went to Fandong Iron Mine, and by chance, I was assigned to the unit he led. Learn car repair.
That day, I got off a bus of new miners in front of the iron mine office. Suddenly, an elder sister asked: "Who is Li Qiong? Come with me." I said "yes" loudly, picked up two quilts and followed her, turned several corners, and then walked into the "logistics convoy". She accompanied me upstairs and into an office, and asked me to put the quilt in a corner. Said: This is Captain Lu’s office. He went down to Shaxi for a meeting. She paused and said, "You can go down now and find the administrative department to see where you live."
Civilized roads are uncivilized, as I later learned. But I slept in Datongbu in the 23 single dormitories on that road, which is an inseparable treasure in my memory. In a room for four people, apart from four beds, there is only one corridor. Those three were "born and raised" children of the mines, and there were a large group of fellow sufferers. On the first night, we just bought a few bottles of wine and brought them in. We didn’t need glasses, and we just took a sip as if we were sitting in the village. At the end of the performance, guess the game. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol filled the room, which made me cough violently. So, they also forced me to take a bite, saying that I rely on friends when I go out. But I really don't drink, and they started making noise again. The commotion lasted until midnight before ending.
At the age of sixteen, I put on a blue polyester overall that didn’t fit well, and learned from an old master how to twist a wrench, how to shovel brake pads, how to replace steel plates, and how to replace steel plates in a ditch. Climbing up and down, I was sweating profusely and my hands were stained with oil. Sometimes, when I encounter a problem and get stuck, Captain Lu will come over and say, "You are as stupid as pigs," he says while rolling up his sleeves. How come it becomes a "little trick" in his hands? As soon as he finished, he dropped that sentence again. Although I was a little angry, I had to accept it.
Later, I gradually discovered that he was busy all day long. Once, a middle-aged man came to the team. Maybe he didn't know Captain Lu at all, but he came to see him again. At that time, Captain Lu was welding an engine water tank in the corridor of the dispatch room. Unfortunately, the man walked up to him and asked: Is Captain Lu here? He raised his head slightly and asked: Which Captain Lu? The man suddenly couldn't remember the word "Lu Songqing" and casually said bandit. He straightened up and smiled, "That's me." The man complimented, "Are you so tired when you are the captain?" He was not polite, "I am like this every day. I don't work at all. "I feel uncomfortable."
One night, the dormitory was equally "busy". In the middle of the night, a man who drank too much opened the window and threw a wine bottle out, only to hear " With a "swaying" sound, a window glass on the opposite door was smashed.
The next day, when I just walked to the door of the motorcade, he stopped me on the second floor corridor and asked me to go up. Judging from his posture, he was furious. As soon as I got up, I followed him into the office. He sat down on a wicker chair in front of his desk. I saw his eyes burning with anger, "I really want to punch you to death!" I stood up inexplicably. There, like a hollow log. "You're so young, you're so bad." I didn't know where I got the confidence to ask, "What did I do to you?" He slapped the table hard, exposing the veins on his face. "Tell me the truth, was it you who threw the wine bottle and smashed the window glass of the opposite door last night?" I bit my lip tightly, and after a long time, I shouted: "No!"
That one At night, after smashing the window glass, a large group of people in the dormitory dispersed and left silently. It was just me, lying on the bed with my head covered in fear.
A few days later, he helped me move to a dormitory to live with a senior brother. He also asked his senior brother to control me with a serious look.
Technology Road Daxing Technology. Most of the leaders of the iron mine live on both sides of the road. Going up a slope is a bungalow surrounded by a fence. Captain Lu lives in Building 43, the second building next to the road. I've only been there once.
I don’t remember which winter it was in the iron mine. That day, a mine truck broke down at 9 kilometers, and I and the master were sent to deal with it. It was almost time to get off work, but the assigned tasks had to be completed. The master picked up a few things and took a tool cart to get there. Only then did he realize that there was a huge vent there. The cold wind was howling, and soon his hands were numb and his face was numb from the cold. Fortunately, the master was very experienced and was able to "eliminate" the fault when it was about to get dark.
In the dispatch room, Captain Lu is checking the production task list. After I washed my hands and prepared to go back to the dormitory, he came out and said: The iron ore canteen is closed, and the restaurants on the roadside only have leftovers. Why don't you come to my house? Maybe, because I didn’t feel up to par, I agreed before I had time to think about it.
It was that time that I entered his spiritual world. In the 1970s, he was demobilized and came to Dabaoshan, where he was assigned to work in a production fleet transporting ore.
In the beginning, he drove a very "bad" Klass. In the eyes of other drivers, this car has never been in good shape. It is either bad or bad. If he doesn't come, he may just "idle" in the parking lot and spend the rest of his life. He didn't care and just asked for a set of tools. In his hands, this car "succeeded" and was no worse than other cars. He went up to the north stope to pull the mines while others were resting, and he was still pulling mines when others were working. He worked day and night, not coming down from the mountain for many years, and only then did he "earn" the nickname: bandit.
His car will also become "sick". But he wouldn't go to a repairman unless absolutely necessary. He was afraid of "wasting" time.
In 1980, he won the "Shaoguan City May 1st Labor Medal". His name once appeared in Shaoguan Daily.
In 1984, during the iron ore rectification, he became the captain of the "logistics fleet", but he was much busier than the average worker.
Opening the memory, one thing is still vivid. In the convoy, the lover of an old driver who drove a flatbed truck fell ill and was admitted to the Northern Guangdong Hospital. On the night when he fell ill, he personally drove a small noodle truck and accompanied the driver and his wife to the hospital. Later, he picked up and dropped off the driver several times. When he learned that medical expenses were too high, he immediately held a meeting and called on everyone to donate. "When everyone adds firewood, the flames will rise", maybe it is a drop in the bucket, but "giving help in times of need" can also fulfill a wish.
The pines never grow old, and they remain evergreen.
When I slowly recalled these past events accompanied by the chirping sound of incandescent lamps, he had retired and returned to his hometown in Chaoshan, which was considered a return to his roots. When I opened the window, the night of the mine suddenly appeared before my eyes, and I couldn't suppress the feeling in my heart.
Captain Lu, how are you living?