In those rainy and snowy days

My home is in the far northeast, a remote border town. After I went to Guangdong to work twenty years ago, I have never been back in winter, and I have very little impression of winter in Northeast China.

On December 1, we suddenly received news that our old father-in-law, who lived in his hometown in the Northeast, was critically ill and was being treated in the hospital, so we quickly booked tickets to return to the Northeast.

The most convenient transportation route from Guangdong to my hometown is to fly from Shenzhen to Harbin. After getting off the plane, take the high-speed rail to Jiamusi, and then take the highway bus or high-speed rail from Jiamusi to my hometown.

Before leaving, I went to the market to buy cotton clothes, trousers and shoes. In order to save money, I bought the earliest flight. I boarded the plane at 7 a.m. on the second day, arrived at the airport at 5 o'clock, got up at 3 o'clock, packed my luggage, left home at 3:30, and started my journey by online car-hailing. On Spring Airlines, it costs 300 yuan to check luggage, but it only costs 100 yuan to carry it on the plane. I chose to carry my luggage on the plane; in the life of a poor person, every dollar counts. The flight was smooth. At around 11 o'clock in the morning, we stopped in Huai'an, Jiangsu Province. After landing and turning on my mobile phone, the first news was that an epidemic had been discovered in Harbin: "Local COVID-19 infections are in a period of high incidence, and the general public will not leave Harbin unless necessary. Schools are closed." , the store is closed. "

We were on a medium-sized plane, with about a hundred people, most of whom were transiting in Harbin. They were all confused when they heard the news, and they were all talking. I was so noisy that I didn’t know what to do.

After resting for thirty minutes, we boarded the plane again. The news coming from Harbin became more and more tense and frightening. Sitting in my seat, I imagined my old father-in-law in the hospital bed, daring to be "accompanied by time and space", yellow code all over the country, locking down the city, centralized isolation, and paying for himself. Every consequence is unbearable for ordinary citizens like us. At that moment, fear and helplessness filled our bodies and minds, and we wanted to ask someone who understands. I want to get the most accurate information, and I want someone to point out a clear path, but unfortunately there is no one. I can't help but think of what Fang Fang said: "A grain of dust in the era may become a mountain if it falls on an individual's head. And we are in a dusty era."

Looking at the airplane The cabin door was about to close. I jumped up and ran to the cabin door and said, "I want to get off the plane."

The air police looked at me sideways and said, "Getting off the plane? What are you thinking about?" Where is your home?"

The stewardess asked me: "Why do you want to get off the plane?"

I said: "There is an epidemic in Harbin, so I don't dare to go."

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The captain nodded and said, "Where's your luggage?"

I said: It's all here, not checked. "

The captain nodded and said: "Okay. ”

? At that moment, I didn’t know how to thank the kind captain, so I rushed off the plane with my luggage.

In a strange place, in a cold environment, we The two of them sat blankly in the terminal, looking at the traffic routes over and over again, feeling helpless, regretting getting off the plane, and not knowing how to go. They lamented the fate of the epidemic, and if they were accidentally separated from each other again. Living in a city, the dilemma was even worse. I finally decided to go back to my home in Guangdong. It was already midnight when I got home by plane.

On the third day, bad news came that my father-in-law had entered the city. In a slightly comatose state, we were eager to return home and bought a flight ticket for the 4th; we transferred to Beijing and changed planes to Jiamusi. We couldn't think about the ticket price at this time. It would be nice to go back in the afternoon of the 4th. After flying to Beijing, I waited for six hours to board the plane again. When I opened the cabin door at Jiamusi at around 10 o'clock in the evening, I was greeted by a wave of cold air. The temperature in Shenzhen was over 20 degrees above zero, and it was now over 20 degrees below zero, with snow falling all over the sky. It was immediately suffocating. There was no corridor, so I ran towards the exit after more than a hundred meters.

The exit hall was lined with anti-epidemic personnel. Itinerary code, health code, nucleic acid check report, filling in the registration form, lining up the registration form and ID card for the epidemic prevention personnel to take photos and upload. There were no high-speed trains and buses in the middle of the night, so my friend contacted a taxi. One hundred yuan was delivered to our home.

We were feeling uneasy both physically and mentally as we left Jiamusi and entered our hometown amid the snow and wind. The people waved to stop and told us to get out of the car and register. There was a car parked on the roadside. Two epidemic prevention personnel were sitting in the car. We stood outside the car and scanned the code to register. The wind and snow filled the air, and we were already freezing. I was speechless. Looking at the man in police uniform, standing there in the wind and snow with no obstructions, I couldn't help but think of an old saying: No one's life is easy.

< p> When I got home, I quickly went to the hospital. The door was closed. During the epidemic, entry was prohibited at night, so I had to go home and sleep.

I went to the hospital the next morning, scanned the code at the gate, and checked the nucleic acid at the ward door. But we found that 48 hours had passed since our report, and we had to do it again before we could enter the ward.

? We had to go to a nucleic acid site. People doing nucleic acid testing in Shenzhen all wore double-layer latex gloves. The people at this nucleic acid site wore single-layer civilian disposable plastic gloves. The kind that basically eats chicken legs.

There is a guard at the door of the ward, and visits and entry and exit are prohibited. A man didn't bring his escort certificate and couldn't get in. He lost his temper and kicked over the fence. The security guard came to stop him. The three people struggled with each other. A few minutes later, two policemen came in and took the man away.

? We tried our best and finally entered the ward. There were several men standing in the corner of the corridor chatting, with leftover lunch boxes placed behind them, and a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground. A nurse yelled at the men: "That's almost enough, stop smoking!"

The old father-in-law was already in a deep coma. When the old man was young, he was also a well-known man, impassioned and heroic. At this moment, the hero is old and the old man is helpless. He can only sigh.

? On December 8th, the old man closed his eyes forever. Fortunately, his family was still there. After making a phone call, a funeral director, known as Mr. Yin Yang among the people, came to the ward, dressed the body, and contacted the funeral home. After the arrangements were completed, we drove to the funeral home to lay down the mourning hall. It's around four o'clock in the morning, it's cold, there's a blizzard, it's called "big smoke cannon" in Northeastern dialect, and it's also called "the time when ghosts bar their teeth". The employees of the funeral home were already at work; a little girl in her twenties was sitting by the door, eating steamed buns and controlling the flow of people in and out. The funeral director introduced various etiquette, various sacrifices, and various prices. Folk customs, patriarchal laws, filial piety, moral integrity and moral integrity are all a set of words, and the family members can only nod and listen.

? The temperature rose at noon, and there were already signs of thawing on the ground. I was moving clumsily on the snow wearing a thick cotton coat and trousers, and my whole body felt as uncomfortable as being tied up.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in high latitudes, a ray of setting sun has already hung on the top of the mountain. The whole family, old and young, and relatives and friends came to the mourning hall, knelt down and kowtowed, and then brought out various sacrifices: a red-maned horse, a A villa, a color TV, a refrigerator and a washing machine, a car and a mobile phone, gold bricks and coins, and a boy and girl.

The paper-burning site is located in an open space the size of two basketball courts on the east side of the funeral home. A six-meter-high fire net is erected around it, and outside the wall is a pine forest.

? The master of ceremonies directed the family members to make various movements and chant various auspicious words. The four-person band played mournful music, and the master of ceremonies lit the sacrifices, and for a while the fire shot into the sky. The cleaner used a black iron hook to lift up the ghost coins to fuel the fire, and the family members took out ten-yuan notes as payment.

? Cremation on the morning of the 9th. Because the cemetery is far away, the cremation time is set at five o'clock. After getting the ashes, we have to rush to the cemetery. It's still dark, people are looking forward to it, family members are crying, and snow is falling in the sky. The emcee parked his Toyota Jeep worth more than 300,000 yuan, got into our Geely Jeep worth 100,000 yuan, and accompanied us to the cemetery. Of course, it was paid.

The cemetery was purchased a few years ago. Due to heavy snowfall, the path to the tomb was full of snow. Two old women came over with shovels and asked: Do you want to clean the snow on the tomb? The cost is ten yuan. The family agreed, and the old woman put down the woven bag hanging on the shovel. The bag contained wine and various fresh fruits. After half a meter of snow was cleared away, family members placed the urns, placed wine and various fresh fruits, bowed in silence and left.

On the way back, the emcee answered the phone and said respectfully: "Hello, director."

Apple 13, the call quality is super good, I sat side by side with him, it was clear and clear Chu Di heard the director say: "Welfare lottery hand in hand, charity heart to heart, the people of the city support the welfare lottery charity activities, everyone must show love, your emcee team has nine people, each person has a task of 100 yuan, you are the team leader, you Pay 300 yuan and transfer the money to the treasurer immediately, and you will send someone to pick up the lottery tickets later." The emcee agreed and hung up the phone with grumbling.

? Arriving at the door of my house, I found raindrops falling from the sky after getting off the car. I was born and raised in the Northeast and have never experienced cold winter rains. The epidemic has made the weather extremely abnormal.

? My father-in-law still lives in a shanty town, and there is still the same public dry toilet at the street corner. The piles of feces are pressed together and frozen into a tower, which is close to the entrance of the pit. Squatting in the toilet to play the tuba, the cold wind blew my buttocks unconscious. On the ground in the alley, rainwater and snow mixed together, and the black mud was piled up, dirty and slippery. There is a public telephone number in the small supermarket in front of my house, and people are still using it. Someone was burning paper at the intersection at night, and the melted snow mixed with paper ashes and froze into a round lump.

When I return home to settle the accounts, my old father-in-law has medical insurance and social security. The total consumption for hospitalization and funeral expenses is 18,000 yuan, and the social security pension may be 10,000 yuan, which is generally affordable.

I left home on the morning of the 11th and had to return to Guangdong. I had to do nucleic acid testing before leaving. The cost was 40 yuan. I came to the testing point of a large hospital. There was a simple workshop at the entrance of the hospital. The epidemic prevention personnel wore latex gloves and the sampling process was the same as in Guangdong. Following the Guangdong custom, I kept a one-meter distance from the people in front of me and waited quietly. Suddenly a person cut in front of me, another person cut in front of me, and three or four people crowded in the window with their necks stretched out.

They finally finished and dispersed. As I approached the window and was scanning the code, a big head pushed toward my chest from the left and said, "Is this free?" Another head pushed toward my chest from the right and said, "This is How do you make something?"

? The epidemic in Harbin is still a medium-risk area, and citizens have entered the "stay at home" mode. Demonstration in the short video: Squat in Manzhouli, squat in Manzhouli and squat in Harbin, squat in Harbin and squat in Heihe, squat in Heihe and squat in Harbin... During this epidemic, Northeast China became the hardest hit area, and Harbin was deeply affected. Some people on the Internet said that Harbin's location is not good, right at the throat of the motherland.

I didn’t dare to set foot there, so I had to transfer from Jiamusi to Beijing. My friend wanted to drive me to Jiamusi. When I turned on my phone, it showed that the highway was closed and I could only take the provincial highway. The rain that fell yesterday has frozen over today. There is a thin layer of ice on the ground. You have to be careful when walking, as you may fall if you are distracted for a moment.

? The sky is gray, the haze rushes straight to the forehead, the yellow branches are swaying in the cold wind, the walls of the buildings are hung with white frost, the roadside is piled with black and gray snow and ice, and the sidewalks are covered with snow and ice. It was full of parked cars and pedestrians walked carefully on the motorway. When there was a little space, vendors setting up stalls on the ground would greet pedestrians.

When my friend’s car arrived, I looked around at the hometown where I was born and raised. I couldn’t help but think of Lu Xun’s words: “Under the pale yellow sky, there are several desolate deserted villages far and near, without any vitality. I My heart couldn't help but feel sad.