After dropping out of school

After dropping out of school “Cultural Revolution” of the storm, he shattered the dream I was in college.The higher a paper notice “closed revolution”, so young I never left school.That year, I was 14 years old, was on the junior high school a semester.I was 14, though the growth in started to talk inseparable from the “revolution,” the word of the decade, but “closed revolution” this fresh words, still do not quite understand.Only know the teacher said, it is now home to the revolution, not to class.But in the end how trouble?Teachers and students alike, all misty understand understand, only know that there is no lesson.Some countries eat food classmates, after suspension of classes, but also in bursts to explore a school letter, look for a long time to resume classes.Children in rural areas are not the same, not going to class carrying a hoe to earn work points, no time to go to school.Since that time, by the work points to eat, a little more work, more than a ration.There is no time to manage when reopened.After I left school, to put down a book into the drawer, the next day to join the ranks of people earn credits at.Folks see me grow tall greatly ado, give me five minutes bottom.Commonly known as half of the labor force.I though tall people, but after all, age is still small, to do farm work is still very rusty, so no strong.At that time, the team often draw labor redeployment.Because there is no cheap accounted for redeployment, became the home of many of the people do not want to go out; in particular, some dirty, tired of living, more willing to do.Those of us who semi-adults, especially less likely to do farm work, and that is the first choice to be scheduled, is not what the price may speak.Farm work on the production team I did not do long time, the captain then arranged for me to follow a “21 kinds of people” (recruiters) to pick up excrement Hongjiang.Because “21 kinds of people” could not help you going, anyway, he would have arranged to go.This “21 kinds of people,” surnamed Jiang, 40 years old, I told him to Jiang Shushu.Although he was “21 kinds of people”, in fact people just fine, to get down to work, let alone anti-Party and anti-socialist.Just because when the commune cadres, fell in love with a girl, and he happened improper relations between the sexes, in violation of the party’s organization and discipline, they have been expelled from the organization to go home.After the home was marked by the organization to “21 kinds of people” category.The next day, he took the line head of Jiang Shushu call me.This time, we are going shift of Hongjiang.The vessel has been fitted dung in front of the people hold up.So, as long as we were walking the herd.To Hongjiang, Jiang Shushu band I found on the ship’s production team.Boat parked in a small river below the bridge.Dung on board already has half cabin.First came a few people are squatting next to eat excrement.Although dung stink to high heaven, maggot dung cabin in sub-grubbing, but they ate it seems beside the absence of manure, eat fragrant cooking of cooking.And Jiang Shushu day I became the owner of the ship.He became the owner after he breaks no less than gas, once taught since I came to this disciple.He explained to me the basic condom pick up the dung: Article: To pick up on early dung time.Because most of the people’s congresses are morning bowel movement, there is an earlier, late to pick up excrement was someone else to go; second: Do not be afraid of smelly, not afraid of dirty, what place dare; third: Do not Pachou, completely remove the petty-bourgeois ideology, because picking up excrement is to serve the people.I listen and nod, while that in the end he had been a cadre who is very good at summing up, to pick up manure also summed up a set of theories; the other side of my mind was snapping students from the chicken skin, itching.After he finished basic set forth picking up manure condom, not a moment to rest, I told Dan Zhao latrines, followed him to the toilet alley side of the practice to go.First came to us shade in an alley back street, where there are rows of outdoor toilets.He pointed to a toilet said: “You knocked on the door, see if there is anything to relieve themselves in person to see if there excrement?”I really have not done such a thing in his life.Toilets are at home tiptoe up, even latrines which did not dare to look at.But in order to earn my work points, or hemp to venture, hold your breath, sheepishly knocking the toilet door, gently asked: “Some people in it?”When there is really no proof, I was numb to venture opened the bathroom door, then head to the elongation of latrines in to see.I saw two consecutive toilets, latrines where are bare, probably would have been to go dig dig dung in front of the person.When I was knocking a third toilet door, which suddenly heard a woman’s voice thin.Well awkward yo!I fear that other people call me a rogue, and hastened back a dozen paces, he continually beat each of the offerings to steady your nerves.Jiang Shushu look at me scared out of his way, quickly said: “This is what all the fuss, dig dung encounter such a thing, is often a matter; where people relieve themselves, scavenging encountered people who knock on the door is often of.”Listen to him by an interpreter, my heart there at the end, afraid that a woman looking for a fight.That day, I followed Jiang Shushu patronize ten or twenty toilet.Although most of it empty, but there are still a part of the “content”, two latrines installed a little half-baked.Jiang Shushu said: “pick up manure is such that you do not want a pick is a bucketful.How can such a good thing, out to make a turn, not empty buckets back even better,.”I followed Jiang Shushu run continuously for three days.It took me three days he traveled to various toilet: toilet single, double closets, more than closets, toilets, private toilet, indoor toilet, outdoor toilet, there are many feet hanging toilet.In the evening, Jiang Shushu said to me: “Now you can find a lot of the toilet, and if we often pick up, to pick up much less inefficient.So, from tomorrow, we were to be picked apart.”Although Jiang Shushu ’21 kinds of ‘people, but that is adult, but also be my elders, plus he made it very reasonable, I must obey his arrangements.So the next day I picked independent dung.At that time, I did not watch and Jiang Shushu of course, to master the time by the sun and experience.Fortunately, there is a big whistle Hongjiang, it sounded on time.3:30 every day, it will hoist the “throat” called.Every time I hear the whistle, and Jiang Shushu I climb up from the blanket nest, two-pronged, Dan Zhao latrines toward two different directions off.Pick up manure basic line must be from far to near.Dan Zhao Jiang Shushu latrines walked toward the big river, and I am concernedly latrines and walked toward a small river.I have come to the end of the street, the street venues, and only come to a halt hurried footsteps, a back of a toilet search.Distant mountains still pitch-black, the city is still very quiet.Only sell bean curd and sell side dishes sometimes hurried pass from me, sometimes in front of the empty street shouted twice.I walked into a very messy alley.Open the flashlight white light, in the back alley of looking forward, looking forward to patronize local people must.I finally found the street in front of the bottom, a man came up to my side.He was smoking a cigarette, walking Department of pants.I concluded that he is the only place to go there.But I did not dare to quickly concernedly latrines walked to his side, was his fear of indecent assault.I intentionally slow down, although it was still dark, I still put their eyes to distant stars, but my mind was thinking about just his ass out of the pile of feces lira.In fact, before he came to me, he left corner of the.I was ecstatic to open flashlight, stride walked to the toilet.Walk a few steps on the road to.Toilet door still open, it is a single toilet.The inner surface of a large barrel, two boards above the frame, on that the toilet.Underground dirty, loose soil, earthworms arch had been.I glance, afraid to go.But in order that a harvest, I went bravely, boldly stood up.I step on the side of the board, with fecal spoon knocked on the other side there is no fixed wood, biting mouth flashlight, a pair of hands upon her dung spoon, scoop a harsh towards the bottom of barrels of crap go.Scoop a little, and control go to the latrines, latrines scoop a little and go to the control.A few rounds, the cleaners scoop.I continue to search in the dawn.Night flashlight, both lit up myself, but also illuminate the others.I just got it a harvest, the heart is happy, I heard it in front of a woman shouted at me: “Master, help me according to what Well!”Hear the cry, I will sheepishly flashlight according to the front, then a saw was a girl.She lasts about 20 years old, he looked pretty.While combing hair had a chance, a bit messy, but very elegant.Handsome face in the light of torch light, like Hanbaoyufang buds; depression with two shallow smile rosy cheeks on both sides, is particularly lovely.I am a person dig dung.I was very young, not too busy to enjoy this beautiful scenery of the night road.I just want to light the way she went to the toilet, then in the toilet while waiting for her out to pick a harvest that.I put down the latrines close to her.Sister said: “my shoes off.”Then, I put the flashlight to her feet.Yes, she lost one of her shoes.Underground a lot of garbage and insects, the name of her lame lame foot (one foot vacant), not to step on.When I approached her, she naturally one hand, good good soft light resting on my shoulder.Suddenly, my body is like a warm current flowing, soft bones felt soft melted.Night, though she did not know I was a child, but she must know that I am a scavenging who must know resting on my shoulder will be safe.I let her firmly resting on my shoulder, I bent over slightly, flashlight around us in the fire, and finally in a short distance to find the lost shoe.She could hear a male voice I have yet to mature.She asked me how much?I said nothing.I was afraid she knew my little old dropped out of school and sterile.She did not ask me, patted me on the shoulder, dumped the sentence: “You wait, I’ll be out.”And then right below my flashlight shining boldly walked into the cabin that among both men and women.She boldly “convenience” in it, I sheepishly waiting for her outside.The harvest waiting for her, waiting for her this beautiful!That day, I walked along the back street of a small river.Ten or twenty patronize the toilet, the harvest of shallow half bear droppings.I was very satisfied.I thought: I can earn credits at the.In the sun canal water river.Fish heron fishing on the child’s mouth not long in the wings, the undergoing sun bathing; longshoreman carrying sacks on the sailboat, step by step, the ground level; boatmen pulled the sail, the boat insisted on driving from the pier in preparation for a new round voyage.I know, that I call it a day.I do not lug stool photosynthesis, from passing pedestrians, all the way to smell the odor of feces.Their watchful eyes, your nose, give way to me.I bow my head, two feet hastily measure the distance to the marina, just want to dock the boat near point, the only hope of the street I was the only person walking.Jiang Shushu has returned to the ship early.He came to see me, standing in front quickly stabilize the springboard springboard, let me safely on board and help me to go feces Teng to cabin.He saw me sweating profusely, his face tired, he smiled and said: “You wash your hands fast, eat it first!People are iron rice is steel.Dined there efforts now.”He helped me and got a big bowl of white rice, fried dried fish and chilli, it seems there is appetite.People are hungry, what are delicious.A stool next to the cabin, do not feel very smelly.Under Jiang Shushu a lot of experience, he “restaurant” in the boat downwind.Winds, fecal odor went to the top.Sitting in the stern, no visual pollution.As long as you go to look at the clear flowing river from the side, as long as you go thinking about a beautiful girl, which there are thought to think about it droppings dirty footmarks?I picked up three months in feces Hongjiang, shipped back to the boat full of 3.Both contributed to a good harvest on the team, but also for my own work points earned.I am the captain boast a good labor force, father praised me a good boy.In this season, I can not get in touch with classmates.During the day, between the toilet and the toilet walking; night, no light, can not review the text.Only lying on the deck watching innumerable stars, listen to the waves coming from the sound of the big river, I thought it had studied together, play teachers and students.I once met a beautiful sister.Her 30s, is grown very tall, well-proportioned.Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, here wearing a thin gray straight jeans.The islands stretch the buttocks touch on two eye-catching.It looked like a great flavor, great knowledge of women.She stood to Eiko house on top of a step for me to quietly gaze for a long time.Then, finally he called me loudly: “little brother, you come with me.Our Eiko house who have not been to it today!”I know, she said no one visited, that today’s stool no one who had to scoop.I am very happy, grinning behind her ass to go with her to her home not far away, on a slope of a turn on to.She took me to the toilet side, pointing to the toilet saying “you scoop it, to a clean scoop!”I opened the toilet door, stretch his head and saw that small enough to have half a bucket of manure, who did not go through the scoop.I am very grateful to my eldest sister messenger.Although she is a simple messenger, but for me, is a harvest, a score.When manure scoop Well I got up and ready to go, glanced Sister.She is from the house to catch up, and pulled me carelessly said: “You are so anxious doing?Get out the bucket down, I have to sit at home.”I was very shy, overwhelmed.Just scoop feces, was dirty, how can the people go house?I was hesitant, do not know how to refuse Sister, she spoke again: “To what tight?To the house to clean and wash hands Well!”Then he took my hand away.She fetched a basin of water over it, and took a piece of soap to wash my slowly, she gave me beside watering.Wash up and handed me a dry towel.Then she took me to the room to sit down.At the same time, he brought a packet of biscuits and sugar has not yet unpacked, and half a pack of peanut candy I eat.She sat across from me, two eyes staring at me, and asked me very kindly: “little brother, how such a young age do not read it?Scavenging is a big thing people!”I told her:” We closed the.”” Is temporary closed.You should read to their own home, greet resume classes!”Sister handed me a biscuit, very sorry to say to me,” You see you, scrub, a look that is reading material.You have to read, because reading can learn knowledge, with the knowledge you can design high-rise buildings, you can make the machine, you can create the world that he will be a future.”That day, she told me many, many, as if inspired by his little brother, more like a schoolboy speak to the importance of knowledge in.I have a sense of reverence for her inexplicable, and I had a kind of desire to learn.When out of her house, she sent me out of her house Eiko, he sent me to begin to see that on my stairs.I know that behind: her surname Huang, is a high school language teacher, graduated from Hunan Normal University Department of Chinese.After that, I failed Huang who hope.I walked into the classroom after all, no dream, to continue my studies.I was very frustrated and very disappointed!I always think: the Cultural Revolution era?Or that a few times a collective work points.I can not go to pursue that dream has gone! After dropping out of school “Cultural Revolution” of the storm, he shattered the dream I was in college.The higher a paper notice “closed revolution”, so young I never left school.That year, I was 14 years old, was on the junior high school a semester.I was 14, though the growth in started to talk inseparable from the “revolution,” the word of the decade, but “closed revolution” this fresh words, still do not quite understand.Only know the teacher said, it is now home to the revolution, not to class.But in the end how trouble?Teachers and students alike, all misty understand understand, only know that there is no lesson.Some countries eat food classmates, after suspension of classes, but also in bursts to explore a school letter, look for a long time to resume classes.Children in rural areas are not the same, not going to class carrying a hoe to earn work points, no time to go to school.Since that time, by the work points to eat, a little more work, more than a ration.There is no time to manage when reopened.After I left school, to put down a book into the drawer, the next day to join the ranks of people earn credits at.Folks see me grow tall greatly ado, give me five minutes bottom.Commonly known as half of the labor force.I though tall people, but after all, age is still small, to do farm work is still very rusty, so no strong.At that time, the team often draw labor redeployment.Because there is no cheap accounted for redeployment, became the home of many of the people do not want to go out; in particular, some dirty, tired of living, more willing to do.Those of us who semi-adults, especially less likely to do farm work, and that is the first choice to be scheduled, is not what the price may speak.Farm work on the production team I did not do long time, the captain then arranged for me to follow a “21 kinds of people” (recruiters) to pick up excrement Hongjiang.Because “21 kinds of people” could not help you going, anyway, he would have arranged to go.This “21 kinds of people,” surnamed Jiang, 40 years old, I told him to Jiang Shushu.Although he was “21 kinds of people”, in fact people just fine, to get down to work, let alone anti-Party and anti-socialist.Just because when the commune cadres, fell in love with a girl, and he happened improper relations between the sexes, in violation of the party’s organization and discipline, they have been expelled from the organization to go home.After the home was marked by the organization to “21 kinds of people” category.The next day, he took the line head of Jiang Shushu call me.This time, we are going shift of Hongjiang.The vessel has been fitted dung in front of the people hold up.So, as long as we were walking the herd.To Hongjiang, Jiang Shushu band I found on the ship’s production team.Boat parked in a small river below the bridge.Dung on board already has half cabin.First came a few people are squatting next to eat excrement.Although dung stink to high heaven, maggot dung cabin in sub-grubbing, but they ate it seems beside the absence of manure, eat fragrant cooking of cooking.And Jiang Shushu day I became the owner of the ship.He became the owner after he breaks no less than gas, once taught since I came to this disciple.He explained to me the basic condom pick up the dung: Article: To pick up on early dung time.Because most of the people’s congresses are morning bowel movement, there is an earlier, late to pick up excrement was someone else to go; second: Do not be afraid of smelly, not afraid of dirty, what place dare; third: Do not Pachou, completely remove the petty-bourgeois ideology, because picking up excrement is to serve the people.I listen and nod, while that in the end he had been a cadre who is very good at summing up, to pick up manure also summed up a set of theories; the other side of my mind was snapping students from the chicken skin, itching.After he finished basic set forth picking up manure condom, not a moment to rest, I told Dan Zhao latrines, followed him to the toilet alley side of the practice to go.First came to us shade in an alley back street, where there are rows of outdoor toilets.He pointed to a toilet said: “You knocked on the door, see if there is anything to relieve themselves in person to see if there excrement?”I really have not done such a thing in his life.Toilets are at home tiptoe up, even latrines which did not dare to look at.But in order to earn my work points, or hemp to venture, hold your breath, sheepishly knocking the toilet door, gently asked: “Some people in it?”When there is really no proof, I was numb to venture opened the bathroom door, then head to the elongation of latrines in to see.I saw two consecutive toilets, latrines where are bare, probably would have been to go dig dig dung in front of the person.When I was knocking a third toilet door, which suddenly heard a woman’s voice thin.Well awkward yo!I fear that other people call me a rogue, and hastened back a dozen paces, he continually beat each of the offerings to steady your nerves.Jiang Shushu look at me scared out of his way, quickly said: “This is what all the fuss, dig dung encounter such a thing, is often a matter; where people relieve themselves, scavenging encountered people who knock on the door is often of.”Listen to him by an interpreter, my heart there at the end, afraid that a woman looking for a fight.That day, I followed Jiang Shushu patronize ten or twenty toilet.Although most of it empty, but there are still a part of the “content”, two latrines installed a little half-baked.Jiang Shushu said: “pick up manure is such that you do not want a pick is a bucketful.How can such a good thing, out to make a turn, not empty buckets back even better,.”I followed Jiang Shushu run continuously for three days.It took me three days he traveled to various toilet: toilet single, double closets, more than closets, toilets, private toilet, indoor toilet, outdoor toilet, there are many feet hanging toilet.In the evening, Jiang Shushu said to me: “Now you can find a lot of the toilet, and if we often pick up, to pick up much less inefficient.So, from tomorrow, we were to be picked apart.”Although Jiang Shushu ’21 kinds of ‘people, but that is adult, but also be my elders, plus he made it very reasonable, I must obey his arrangements.So the next day I picked independent dung.At that time, I did not watch and Jiang Shushu of course, to master the time by the sun and experience.Fortunately, there is a big whistle Hongjiang, it sounded on time.3:30 every day, it will hoist the “throat” called.Every time I hear the whistle, and Jiang Shushu I climb up from the blanket nest, two-pronged, Dan Zhao latrines toward two different directions off.Pick up manure basic line must be from far to near.Dan Zhao Jiang Shushu latrines walked toward the big river, and I am concernedly latrines and walked toward a small river.I have come to the end of the street, the street venues, and only come to a halt hurried footsteps, a back of a toilet search.Distant mountains still pitch-black, the city is still very quiet.Only sell bean curd and sell side dishes sometimes hurried pass from me, sometimes in front of the empty street shouted twice.I walked into a very messy alley.Open the flashlight white light, in the back alley of looking forward, looking forward to patronize local people must.I finally found the street in front of the bottom, a man came up to my side.He was smoking a cigarette, walking Department of pants.I concluded that he is the only place to go there.But I did not dare to quickly concernedly latrines walked to his side, was his fear of indecent assault.I intentionally slow down, although it was still dark, I still put their eyes to distant stars, but my mind was thinking about just his ass out of the pile of feces lira.In fact, before he came to me, he left corner of the.I was ecstatic to open flashlight, stride walked to the toilet.Walk a few steps on the road to.Toilet door still open, it is a single toilet.The inner surface of a large barrel, two boards above the frame, on that the toilet.Underground dirty, loose soil, earthworms arch had been.I glance, afraid to go.But in order that a harvest, I went bravely, boldly stood up.I step on the side of the board, with fecal spoon knocked on the other side there is no fixed wood, biting mouth flashlight, a pair of hands upon her dung spoon, scoop a harsh towards the bottom of barrels of crap go.Scoop a little, and control go to the latrines, latrines scoop a little and go to the control.A few rounds, the cleaners scoop.I continue to search in the dawn.Night flashlight, both lit up myself, but also illuminate the others.I just got it a harvest, the heart is happy, I heard it in front of a woman shouted at me: “Master, help me according to what Well!”Hear the cry, I will sheepishly flashlight according to the front, then a saw was a girl.She lasts about 20 years old, he looked pretty.While combing hair had a chance, a bit messy, but very elegant.Handsome face in the light of torch light, like Hanbaoyufang buds; depression with two shallow smile rosy cheeks on both sides, is particularly lovely.I am a person dig dung.I was very young, not too busy to enjoy this beautiful scenery of the night road.I just want to light the way she went to the toilet, then in the toilet while waiting for her out to pick a harvest that.I put down the latrines close to her.Sister said: “my shoes off.”Then, I put the flashlight to her feet.Yes, she lost one of her shoes.Underground a lot of garbage and insects, the name of her lame lame foot (one foot vacant), not to step on.When I approached her, she naturally one hand, good good soft light resting on my shoulder.Suddenly, my body is like a warm current flowing, soft bones felt soft melted.Night, though she did not know I was a child, but she must know that I am a scavenging who must know resting on my shoulder will be safe.I let her firmly resting on my shoulder, I bent over slightly, flashlight around us in the fire, and finally in a short distance to find the lost shoe.She could hear a male voice I have yet to mature.She asked me how much?I said nothing.I was afraid she knew my little old dropped out of school and sterile.She did not ask me, patted me on the shoulder, dumped the sentence: “You wait, I’ll be out.”And then right below my flashlight shining boldly walked into the cabin that among both men and women.She boldly “convenience” in it, I sheepishly waiting for her outside.The harvest waiting for her, waiting for her this beautiful!That day, I walked along the back street of a small river.Ten or twenty patronize the toilet, the harvest of shallow half bear droppings.I was very satisfied.I thought: I can earn credits at the.In the sun canal water river.Fish heron fishing on the child’s mouth not long in the wings, the undergoing sun bathing; longshoreman carrying sacks on the sailboat, step by step, the ground level; boatmen pulled the sail, the boat insisted on driving from the pier in preparation for a new round voyage.I know, that I call it a day.I do not lug stool photosynthesis, from passing pedestrians, all the way to smell the odor of feces.Their watchful eyes, your nose, give way to me.I bow my head, two feet hastily measure the distance to the marina, just want to dock the boat near point, the only hope of the street I was the only person walking.Jiang Shushu has returned to the ship early.He came to see me, standing in front quickly stabilize the springboard springboard, let me safely on board and help me to go feces Teng to cabin.He saw me sweating profusely, his face tired, he smiled and said: “You wash your hands fast, eat it first!People are iron rice is steel.Dined there efforts now.”He helped me and got a big bowl of white rice, fried dried fish and chilli, it seems there is appetite.People are hungry, what are delicious.A stool next to the cabin, do not feel very smelly.Under Jiang Shushu a lot of experience, he “restaurant” in the boat downwind.Winds, fecal odor went to the top.Sitting in the stern, no visual pollution.As long as you go to look at the clear flowing river from the side, as long as you go thinking about a beautiful girl, which there are thought to think about it droppings dirty footmarks?I picked up three months in feces Hongjiang, shipped back to the boat full of 3.Both contributed to a good harvest on the team, but also for my own work points earned.I am the captain boast a good labor force, father praised me a good boy.In this season, I can not get in touch with classmates.During the day, between the toilet and the toilet walking; night, no light, can not review the text.Only lying on the deck watching innumerable stars, listen to the waves coming from the sound of the big river, I thought it had studied together, play teachers and students.I once met a beautiful sister.Her 30s, is grown very tall, well-proportioned.Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, here wearing a thin gray straight jeans.The islands stretch the buttocks touch on two eye-catching.It looked like a great flavor, great knowledge of women.She stood to Eiko house on top of a step for me to quietly gaze for a long time.Then, finally he called me loudly: “little brother, you come with me.Our Eiko house who have not been to it today!”I know, she said no one visited, that today’s stool no one who had to scoop.I am very happy, grinning behind her ass to go with her to her home not far away, on a slope of a turn on to.She took me to the toilet side, pointing to the toilet saying “you scoop it, to a clean scoop!”I opened the toilet door, stretch his head and saw that small enough to have half a bucket of manure, who did not go through the scoop.I am very grateful to my eldest sister messenger.Although she is a simple messenger, but for me, is a harvest, a score.When manure scoop Well I got up and ready to go, glanced Sister.She is from the house to catch up, and pulled me carelessly said: “You are so anxious doing?Get out the bucket down, I have to sit at home.”I was very shy, overwhelmed.Just scoop feces, was dirty, how can the people go house?I was hesitant, do not know how to refuse Sister, she spoke again: “To what tight?To the house to clean and wash hands Well!”Then he took my hand away.She fetched a basin of water over it, and took a piece of soap to wash my slowly, she gave me beside watering.Wash up and handed me a dry towel.Then she took me to the room to sit down.At the same time, he brought a packet of biscuits and sugar has not yet unpacked, and half a pack of peanut candy I eat.She sat across from me, two eyes staring at me, and asked me very kindly: “little brother, how such a young age do not read it?Scavenging is a big thing people!”I told her:” We closed the.”” Is temporary closed.You should read to their own home, greet resume classes!”Sister handed me a biscuit, very sorry to say to me,” You see you, scrub, a look that is reading material.You have to read, because reading can learn knowledge, with the knowledge you can design high-rise buildings, you can make the machine, you can create the world that he will be a future.”That day, she told me many, many, as if inspired by his little brother, more like a schoolboy speak to the importance of knowledge in.I have a sense of reverence for her inexplicable, and I had a kind of desire to learn.When out of her house, she sent me out of her house Eiko, he sent me to begin to see that on my stairs.I know that behind: her surname Huang, is a high school language teacher, graduated from Hunan Normal University Department of Chinese.After that, I failed Huang who hope.I walked into the classroom after all, no dream, to continue my studies.I was very frustrated and very disappointed!I always think: the Cultural Revolution era?Or that a few times a collective work points.I can not go to pursue that dream has gone! After dropping out of school “Cultural Revolution” of the storm, he shattered the dream I was in college.The higher a paper notice “closed revolution”, so young I never left school.That year, I was 14 years old, was on the junior high school a semester.I was 14, though the growth in started to talk inseparable from the “revolution,” the word of the decade, but “closed revolution” this fresh words, still do not quite understand.Only know the teacher said, it is now home to the revolution, not to class.But in the end how trouble?Teachers and students alike, all misty understand understand, only know that there is no lesson.Some countries eat food classmates, after suspension of classes, but also in bursts to explore a school letter, look for a long time to resume classes.Children in rural areas are not the same, not going to class carrying a hoe to earn work points, no time to go to school.Since that time, by the work points to eat, a little more work, more than a ration.There is no time to manage when reopened.After I left school, to put down a book into the drawer, the next day to join the ranks of people earn credits at.Folks see me grow tall greatly ado, give me five minutes bottom.Commonly known as half of the labor force.I though tall people, but after all, age is still small, to do farm work is still very rusty, so no strong.At that time, the team often draw labor redeployment.Because there is no cheap accounted for redeployment, became the home of many of the people do not want to go out; in particular, some dirty, tired of living, more willing to do.Those of us who semi-adults, especially less likely to do farm work, and that is the first choice to be scheduled, is not what the price may speak.Farm work on the production team I did not do long time, the captain then arranged for me to follow a “21 kinds of people” (recruiters) to pick up excrement Hongjiang.Because “21 kinds of people” could not help you going, anyway, he would have arranged to go.This “21 kinds of people,” surnamed Jiang, 40 years old, I told him to Jiang Shushu.Although he was “21 kinds of people”, in fact people just fine, to get down to work, let alone anti-Party and anti-socialist.Just because when the commune cadres, fell in love with a girl, and he happened improper relations between the sexes, in violation of the party’s organization and discipline, they have been expelled from the organization to go home.After the home was marked by the organization to “21 kinds of people” category.The next day, he took the line head of Jiang Shushu call me.This time, we are going shift of Hongjiang.The vessel has been fitted dung in front of the people hold up.So, as long as we were walking the herd.To Hongjiang, Jiang Shushu band I found on the ship’s production team.Boat parked in a small river below the bridge.Dung on board already has half cabin.First came a few people are squatting next to eat excrement.Although dung stink to high heaven, maggot dung cabin in sub-grubbing, but they ate it seems beside the absence of manure, eat fragrant cooking of cooking.And Jiang Shushu day I became the owner of the ship.He became the owner after he breaks no less than gas, once taught since I came to this disciple.He explained to me the basic condom pick up the dung: Article: To pick up on early dung time.Because most of the people’s congresses are morning bowel movement, there is an earlier, late to pick up excrement was someone else to go; second: Do not be afraid of smelly, not afraid of dirty, what place dare; third: Do not Pachou, completely remove the petty-bourgeois ideology, because picking up excrement is to serve the people.I listen and nod, while that in the end he had been a cadre who is very good at summing up, to pick up manure also summed up a set of theories; the other side of my mind was snapping students from the chicken skin, itching.After he finished basic set forth picking up manure condom, not a moment to rest, I told Dan Zhao latrines, followed him to the toilet alley side of the practice to go.First came to us shade in an alley back street, where there are rows of outdoor toilets.He pointed to a toilet said: “You knocked on the door, see if there is anything to relieve themselves in person to see if there excrement?”I really have not done such a thing in his life.Toilets are at home tiptoe up, even latrines which did not dare to look at.But in order to earn my work points, or hemp to venture, hold your breath, sheepishly knocking the toilet door, gently asked: “Some people in it?”When there is really no proof, I was numb to venture opened the bathroom door, then head to the elongation of latrines in to see.I saw two consecutive toilets, latrines where are bare, probably would have been to go dig dig dung in front of the person.When I was knocking a third toilet door, which suddenly heard a woman’s voice thin.Well awkward yo!I fear that other people call me a rogue, and hastened back a dozen paces, he continually beat each of the offerings to steady your nerves.Jiang Shushu look at me scared out of his way, quickly said: “This is what all the fuss, dig dung encounter such a thing, is often a matter; where people relieve themselves, scavenging encountered people who knock on the door is often of.”Listen to him by an interpreter, my heart there at the end, afraid that a woman looking for a fight.That day, I followed Jiang Shushu patronize ten or twenty toilet.Although most of it empty, but there are still a part of the “content”, two latrines installed a little half-baked.Jiang Shushu said: “pick up manure is such that you do not want a pick is a bucketful.How can such a good thing, out to make a turn, not empty buckets back even better,.”I followed Jiang Shushu run continuously for three days.It took me three days he traveled to various toilet: toilet single, double closets, more than closets, toilets, private toilet, indoor toilet, outdoor toilet, there are many feet hanging toilet.In the evening, Jiang Shushu said to me: “Now you can find a lot of the toilet, and if we often pick up, to pick up much less inefficient.So, from tomorrow, we were to be picked apart.”Although Jiang Shushu ’21 kinds of ‘people, but that is adult, but also be my elders, plus he made it very reasonable, I must obey his arrangements.So the next day I picked independent dung.At that time, I did not watch and Jiang Shushu of course, to master the time by the sun and experience.Fortunately, there is a big whistle Hongjiang, it sounded on time.3:30 every day, it will hoist the “throat” called.Every time I hear the whistle, and Jiang Shushu I climb up from the blanket nest, two-pronged, Dan Zhao latrines toward two different directions off.Pick up manure basic line must be from far to near.Dan Zhao Jiang Shushu latrines walked toward the big river, and I am concernedly latrines and walked toward a small river.I have come to the end of the street, the street venues, and only come to a halt hurried footsteps, a back of a toilet search.Distant mountains still pitch-black, the city is still very quiet.Only sell bean curd and sell side dishes sometimes hurried pass from me, sometimes in front of the empty street shouted twice.I walked into a very messy alley.Open the flashlight white light, in the back alley of looking forward, looking forward to patronize local people must.I finally found the street in front of the bottom, a man came up to my side.He was smoking a cigarette, walking Department of pants.I concluded that he is the only place to go there.But I did not dare to quickly concernedly latrines walked to his side, was his fear of indecent assault.I intentionally slow down, although it was still dark, I still put their eyes to distant stars, but my mind was thinking about just his ass out of the pile of feces lira.In fact, before he came to me, he left corner of the.I was ecstatic to open flashlight, stride walked to the toilet.Walk a few steps on the road to.Toilet door still open, it is a single toilet.The inner surface of a large barrel, two boards above the frame, on that the toilet.Underground dirty, loose soil, earthworms arch had been.I glance, afraid to go.But in order that a harvest, I went bravely, boldly stood up.I step on the side of the board, with fecal spoon knocked on the other side there is no fixed wood, biting mouth flashlight, a pair of hands upon her dung spoon, scoop a harsh towards the bottom of barrels of crap go.Scoop a little, and control go to the latrines, latrines scoop a little and go to the control.A few rounds, the cleaners scoop.I continue to search in the dawn.Night flashlight, both lit up myself, but also illuminate the others.I just got it a harvest, the heart is happy, I heard it in front of a woman shouted at me: “Master, help me according to what Well!”Hear the cry, I will sheepishly flashlight according to the front, then a saw was a girl.She lasts about 20 years old, he looked pretty.While combing hair had a chance, a bit messy, but very elegant.Handsome face in the light of torch light, like Hanbaoyufang buds; depression with two shallow smile rosy cheeks on both sides, is particularly lovely.I am a person dig dung.I was very young, not too busy to enjoy this beautiful scenery of the night road.I just want to light the way she went to the toilet, then in the toilet while waiting for her out to pick a harvest that.I put down the latrines close to her.Sister said: “my shoes off.”Then, I put the flashlight to her feet.Yes, she lost one of her shoes.Underground a lot of garbage and insects, the name of her lame lame foot (one foot vacant), not to step on.When I approached her, she naturally one hand, good good soft light resting on my shoulder.Suddenly, my body is like a warm current flowing, soft bones felt soft melted.Night, though she did not know I was a child, but she must know that I am a scavenging who must know resting on my shoulder will be safe.I let her firmly resting on my shoulder, I bent over slightly, flashlight around us in the fire, and finally in a short distance to find the lost shoe.She could hear a male voice I have yet to mature.She asked me how much?I said nothing.I was afraid she knew my little old dropped out of school and sterile.She did not ask me, patted me on the shoulder, dumped the sentence: “You wait, I’ll be out.”And then right below my flashlight shining boldly walked into the cabin that among both men and women.She boldly “convenience” in it, I sheepishly waiting for her outside.The harvest waiting for her, waiting for her this beautiful!That day, I walked along the back street of a small river.Ten or twenty patronize the toilet, the harvest of shallow half bear droppings.I was very satisfied.I thought: I can earn credits at the.In the sun canal water river.Fish heron fishing on the child’s mouth not long in the wings, the undergoing sun bathing; longshoreman carrying sacks on the sailboat, step by step, the ground level; boatmen pulled the sail, the boat insisted on driving from the pier in preparation for a new round voyage.I know, that I call it a day.I do not lug stool photosynthesis, from passing pedestrians, all the way to smell the odor of feces.Their watchful eyes, your nose, give way to me.I bow my head, two feet hastily measure the distance to the marina, just want to dock the boat near point, the only hope of the street I was the only person walking.Jiang Shushu has returned to the ship early.He came to see me, standing in front quickly stabilize the springboard springboard, let me safely on board and help me to go feces Teng to cabin.He saw me sweating profusely, his face tired, he smiled and said: “You wash your hands fast, eat it first!People are iron rice is steel.Dined there efforts now.”He helped me and got a big bowl of white rice, fried dried fish and chilli, it seems there is appetite.People are hungry, what are delicious.A stool next to the cabin, do not feel very smelly.Under Jiang Shushu a lot of experience, he “restaurant” in the boat downwind.Winds, fecal odor went to the top.Sitting in the stern, no visual pollution.As long as you go to look at the clear flowing river from the side, as long as you go thinking about a beautiful girl, which there are thought to think about it droppings dirty footmarks?I picked up three months in feces Hongjiang, shipped back to the boat full of 3.Both contributed to a good harvest on the team, but also for my own work points earned.I am the captain boast a good labor force, father praised me a good boy.In this season, I can not get in touch with classmates.During the day, between the toilet and the toilet walking; night, no light, can not review the text.Only lying on the deck watching innumerable stars, listen to the waves coming from the sound of the big river, I thought it had studied together, play teachers and students.I once met a beautiful sister.Her 30s, is grown very tall, well-proportioned.Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, here wearing a thin gray straight jeans.The islands stretch the buttocks touch on two eye-catching.It looked like a great flavor, great knowledge of women.She stood to Eiko house on top of a step for me to quietly gaze for a long time.Then, finally he called me loudly: “little brother, you come with me.Our Eiko house who have not been to it today!”I know, she said no one visited, that today’s stool no one who had to scoop.I am very happy, grinning behind her ass to go with her to her home not far away, on a slope of a turn on to.She took me to the toilet side, pointing to the toilet saying “you scoop it, to a clean scoop!”I opened the toilet door, stretch his head and saw that small enough to have half a bucket of manure, who did not go through the scoop.I am very grateful to my eldest sister messenger.Although she is a simple messenger, but for me, is a harvest, a score.When manure scoop Well I got up and ready to go, glanced Sister.She is from the house to catch up, and pulled me carelessly said: “You are so anxious doing?Get out the bucket down, I have to sit at home.”I was very shy, overwhelmed.Just scoop feces, was dirty, how can the people go house?I was hesitant, do not know how to refuse Sister, she spoke again: “To what tight?To the house to clean and wash hands Well!”Then he took my hand away.She fetched a basin of water over it, and took a piece of soap to wash my slowly, she gave me beside watering.Wash up and handed me a dry towel.Then she took me to the room to sit down.At the same time, he brought a packet of biscuits and sugar has not yet unpacked, and half a pack of peanut candy I eat.She sat across from me, two eyes staring at me, and asked me very kindly: “little brother, how such a young age do not read it?Scavenging is a big thing people!”I told her:” We closed the.”” Is temporary closed.You should read to their own home, greet resume classes!”Sister handed me a biscuit, very sorry to say to me,” You see you, scrub, a look that is reading material.You have to read, because reading can learn knowledge, with the knowledge you can design high-rise buildings, you can make the machine, you can create the world that he will be a future.”That day, she told me many, many, as if inspired by his little brother, more like a schoolboy speak to the importance of knowledge in.I have a sense of reverence for her inexplicable, and I had a kind of desire to learn.When out of her house, she sent me out of her house Eiko, he sent me to begin to see that on my stairs.I know that behind: her surname Huang, is a high school language teacher, graduated from Hunan Normal University Department of Chinese.After that, I failed Huang who hope.I walked into the classroom after all, no dream, to continue my studies.I was very frustrated and very disappointed!I always think: the Cultural Revolution era?Or that a few times a collective work points.I can not go to pursue that dream has gone! After dropping out of school “Cultural Revolution” of the storm, he shattered the dream I was in college.The higher a paper notice “closed revolution”, so young I never left school.That year, I was 14 years old, was on the junior high school a semester.I was 14, though the growth in started to talk inseparable from the “revolution,” the word of the decade, but “closed revolution” this fresh words, still do not quite understand.Only know the teacher said, it is now home to the revolution, not to class.But in the end how trouble?Teachers and students alike, all misty understand understand, only know that there is no lesson.Some countries eat food classmates, after suspension of classes, but also in bursts to explore a school letter, look for a long time to resume classes.Children in rural areas are not the same, not going to class carrying a hoe to earn work points, no time to go to school.Since that time, by the work points to eat, a little more work, more than a ration.There is no time to manage when reopened.After I left school, to put down a book into the drawer, the next day to join the ranks of people earn credits at.Folks see me grow tall greatly ado, give me five minutes bottom.Commonly known as half of the labor force.I though tall people, but after all, age is still small, to do farm work is still very rusty, so no strong.At that time, the team often draw labor redeployment.Because there is no cheap accounted for redeployment, became the home of many of the people do not want to go out; in particular, some dirty, tired of living, more willing to do.Those of us who semi-adults, especially less likely to do farm work, and that is the first choice to be scheduled, is not what the price may speak.Farm work on the production team I did not do long time, the captain then arranged for me to follow a “21 kinds of people” (recruiters) to pick up excrement Hongjiang.Because “21 kinds of people” could not help you going, anyway, he would have arranged to go.This “21 kinds of people,” surnamed Jiang, 40 years old, I told him to Jiang Shushu.Although he was “21 kinds of people”, in fact people just fine, to get down to work, let alone anti-Party and anti-socialist.Just because when the commune cadres, fell in love with a girl, and he happened improper relations between the sexes, in violation of the party’s organization and discipline, they have been expelled from the organization to go home.After the home was marked by the organization to “21 kinds of people” category.The next day, he took the line head of Jiang Shushu call me.This time, we are going shift of Hongjiang.The vessel has been fitted dung in front of the people hold up.So, as long as we were walking the herd.To Hongjiang, Jiang Shushu band I found on the ship’s production team.Boat parked in a small river below the bridge.Dung on board already has half cabin.First came a few people are squatting next to eat excrement.Although dung stink to high heaven, maggot dung cabin in sub-grubbing, but they ate it seems beside the absence of manure, eat fragrant cooking of cooking.And Jiang Shushu day I became the owner of the ship.He became the owner after he breaks no less than gas, once taught since I came to this disciple.He explained to me the basic condom pick up the dung: Article: To pick up on early dung time.Because most of the people’s congresses are morning bowel movement, there is an earlier, late to pick up excrement was someone else to go; second: Do not be afraid of smelly, not afraid of dirty, what place dare; third: Do not Pachou, completely remove the petty-bourgeois ideology, because picking up excrement is to serve the people.I listen and nod, while that in the end he had been a cadre who is very good at summing up, to pick up manure also summed up a set of theories; the other side of my mind was snapping students from the chicken skin, itching.After he finished basic set forth picking up manure condom, not a moment to rest, I told Dan Zhao latrines, followed him to the toilet alley side of the practice to go.First came to us shade in an alley back street, where there are rows of outdoor toilets.He pointed to a toilet said: “You knocked on the door, see if there is anything to relieve themselves in person to see if there excrement?”I really have not done such a thing in his life.Toilets are at home tiptoe up, even latrines which did not dare to look at.But in order to earn my work points, or hemp to venture, hold your breath, sheepishly knocking the toilet door, gently asked: “Some people in it?”When there is really no proof, I was numb to venture opened the bathroom door, then head to the elongation of latrines in to see.I saw two consecutive toilets, latrines where are bare, probably would have been to go dig dig dung in front of the person.When I was knocking a third toilet door, which suddenly heard a woman’s voice thin.Well awkward yo!I fear that other people call me a rogue, and hastened back a dozen paces, he continually beat each of the offerings to steady your nerves.Jiang Shushu look at me scared out of his way, quickly said: “This is what all the fuss, dig dung encounter such a thing, is often a matter; where people relieve themselves, scavenging encountered people who knock on the door is often of.”Listen to him by an interpreter, my heart there at the end, afraid that a woman looking for a fight.That day, I followed Jiang Shushu patronize ten or twenty toilet.Although most of it empty, but there are still a part of the “content”, two latrines installed a little half-baked.Jiang Shushu said: “pick up manure is such that you do not want a pick is a bucketful.How can such a good thing, out to make a turn, not empty buckets back even better,.”I followed Jiang Shushu run continuously for three days.It took me three days he traveled to various toilet: toilet single, double closets, more than closets, toilets, private toilet, indoor toilet, outdoor toilet, there are many feet hanging toilet.In the evening, Jiang Shushu said to me: “Now you can find a lot of the toilet, and if we often pick up, to pick up much less inefficient.So, from tomorrow, we were to be picked apart.”Although Jiang Shushu ’21 kinds of ‘people, but that is adult, but also be my elders, plus he made it very reasonable, I must obey his arrangements.So the next day I picked independent dung.At that time, I did not watch and Jiang Shushu of course, to master the time by the sun and experience.Fortunately, there is a big whistle Hongjiang, it sounded on time.3:30 every day, it will hoist the “throat” called.Every time I hear the whistle, and Jiang Shushu I climb up from the blanket nest, two-pronged, Dan Zhao latrines toward two different directions off.Pick up manure basic line must be from far to near.Dan Zhao Jiang Shushu latrines walked toward the big river, and I am concernedly latrines and walked toward a small river.I have come to the end of the street, the street venues, and only come to a halt hurried footsteps, a back of a toilet search.Distant mountains still pitch-black, the city is still very quiet.Only sell bean curd and sell side dishes sometimes hurried pass from me, sometimes in front of the empty street shouted twice.I walked into a very messy alley.Open the flashlight white light, in the back alley of looking forward, looking forward to patronize local people must.I finally found the street in front of the bottom, a man came up to my side.He was smoking a cigarette, walking Department of pants.I concluded that he is the only place to go there.But I did not dare to quickly concernedly latrines walked to his side, was his fear of indecent assault.I intentionally slow down, although it was still dark, I still put their eyes to distant stars, but my mind was thinking about just his ass out of the pile of feces lira.In fact, before he came to me, he left corner of the.I was ecstatic to open flashlight, stride walked to the toilet.Walk a few steps on the road to.Toilet door still open, it is a single toilet.The inner surface of a large barrel, two boards above the frame, on that the toilet.Underground dirty, loose soil, earthworms arch had been.I glance, afraid to go.But in order that a harvest, I went bravely, boldly stood up.I step on the side of the board, with fecal spoon knocked on the other side there is no fixed wood, biting mouth flashlight, a pair of hands upon her dung spoon, scoop a harsh towards the bottom of barrels of crap go.Scoop a little, and control go to the latrines, latrines scoop a little and go to the control.A few rounds, the cleaners scoop.I continue to search in the dawn.Night flashlight, both lit up myself, but also illuminate the others.I just got it a harvest, the heart is happy, I heard it in front of a woman shouted at me: “Master, help me according to what Well!”Hear the cry, I will sheepishly flashlight according to the front, then a saw was a girl.She lasts about 20 years old, he looked pretty.While combing hair had a chance, a bit messy, but very elegant.Handsome face in the light of torch light, like Hanbaoyufang buds; depression with two shallow smile rosy cheeks on both sides, is particularly lovely.I am a person dig dung.I was very young, not too busy to enjoy this beautiful scenery of the night road.I just want to light the way she went to the toilet, then in the toilet while waiting for her out to pick a harvest that.I put down the latrines close to her.Sister said: “my shoes off.”Then, I put the flashlight to her feet.Yes, she lost one of her shoes.Underground a lot of garbage and insects, the name of her lame lame foot (one foot vacant), not to step on.When I approached her, she naturally one hand, good good soft light resting on my shoulder.Suddenly, my body is like a warm current flowing, soft bones felt soft melted.Night, though she did not know I was a child, but she must know that I am a scavenging who must know resting on my shoulder will be safe.I let her firmly resting on my shoulder, I bent over slightly, flashlight around us in the fire, and finally in a short distance to find the lost shoe.She could hear a male voice I have yet to mature.She asked me how much?I said nothing.I was afraid she knew my little old dropped out of school and sterile.She did not ask me, patted me on the shoulder, dumped the sentence: “You wait, I’ll be out.”And then right below my flashlight shining boldly walked into the cabin that among both men and women.She boldly “convenience” in it, I sheepishly waiting for her outside.The harvest waiting for her, waiting for her this beautiful!That day, I walked along the back street of a small river.Ten or twenty patronize the toilet, the harvest of shallow half bear droppings.I was very satisfied.I thought: I can earn credits at the.In the sun canal water river.Fish heron fishing on the child’s mouth not long in the wings, the undergoing sun bathing; longshoreman carrying sacks on the sailboat, step by step, the ground level; boatmen pulled the sail, the boat insisted on driving from the pier in preparation for a new round voyage.I know, that I call it a day.I do not lug stool photosynthesis, from passing pedestrians, all the way to smell the odor of feces.Their watchful eyes, your nose, give way to me.I bow my head, two feet hastily measure the distance to the marina, just want to dock the boat near point, the only hope of the street I was the only person walking.Jiang Shushu has returned to the ship early.He came to see me, standing in front quickly stabilize the springboard springboard, let me safely on board and help me to go feces Teng to cabin.He saw me sweating profusely, his face tired, he smiled and said: “You wash your hands fast, eat it first!People are iron rice is steel.Dined there efforts now.”He helped me and got a big bowl of white rice, fried dried fish and chilli, it seems there is appetite.People are hungry, what are delicious.A stool next to the cabin, do not feel very smelly.Under Jiang Shushu a lot of experience, he “restaurant” in the boat downwind.Winds, fecal odor went to the top.Sitting in the stern, no visual pollution.As long as you go to look at the clear flowing river from the side, as long as you go thinking about a beautiful girl, which there are thought to think about it droppings dirty footmarks?I picked up three months in feces Hongjiang, shipped back to the boat full of 3.Both contributed to a good harvest on the team, but also for my own work points earned.I am the captain boast a good labor force, father praised me a good boy.In this season, I can not get in touch with classmates.During the day, between the toilet and the toilet walking; night, no light, can not review the text.Only lying on the deck watching innumerable stars, listen to the waves coming from the sound of the big river, I thought it had studied together, play teachers and students.I once met a beautiful sister.Her 30s, is grown very tall, well-proportioned.Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, here wearing a thin gray straight jeans.The islands stretch the buttocks touch on two eye-catching.It looked like a great flavor, great knowledge of women.She stood to Eiko house on top of a step for me to quietly gaze for a long time.Then, finally he called me loudly: “little brother, you come with me.Our Eiko house who have not been to it today!”I know, she said no one visited, that today’s stool no one who had to scoop.I am very happy, grinning behind her ass to go with her to her home not far away, on a slope of a turn on to.She took me to the toilet side, pointing to the toilet saying “you scoop it, to a clean scoop!”I opened the toilet door, stretch his head and saw that small enough to have half a bucket of manure, who did not go through the scoop.I am very grateful to my eldest sister messenger.Although she is a simple messenger, but for me, is a harvest, a score.When manure scoop Well I got up and ready to go, glanced Sister.She is from the house to catch up, and pulled me carelessly said: “You are so anxious doing?Get out the bucket down, I have to sit at home.”I was very shy, overwhelmed.Just scoop feces, was dirty, how can the people go house?I was hesitant, do not know how to refuse Sister, she spoke again: “To what tight?To the house to clean and wash hands Well!”Then he took my hand away.She fetched a basin of water over it, and took a piece of soap to wash my slowly, she gave me beside watering.Wash up and handed me a dry towel.Then she took me to the room to sit down.At the same time, he brought a packet of biscuits and sugar has not yet unpacked, and half a pack of peanut candy I eat.She sat across from me, two eyes staring at me, and asked me very kindly: “little brother, how such a young age do not read it?Scavenging is a big thing people!”I told her:” We closed the.”” Is temporary closed.You should read to their own home, greet resume classes!”Sister handed me a biscuit, very sorry to say to me,” You see you, scrub, a look that is reading material.You have to read, because reading can learn knowledge, with the knowledge you can design high-rise buildings, you can make the machine, you can create the world that he will be a future.”That day, she told me many, many, as if inspired by his little brother, more like a schoolboy speak to the importance of knowledge in.I have a sense of reverence for her inexplicable, and I had a kind of desire to learn.When out of her house, she sent me out of her house Eiko, he sent me to begin to see that on my stairs.I know that behind: her surname Huang, is a high school language teacher, graduated from Hunan Normal University Department of Chinese.After that, I failed Huang who hope.I walked into the classroom after all, no dream, to continue my studies.I was very frustrated and very disappointed!I always think: the Cultural Revolution era?Or that a few times a collective work points.I can not go to pursue that dream has gone! After dropping out of school “Cultural Revolution” of the storm, he shattered the dream I was in college.The higher a paper notice “closed revolution”, so young I never left school.That year, I was 14 years old, was on the junior high school a semester.I was 14, though the growth in started to talk inseparable from the “revolution,” the word of the decade, but “closed revolution” this fresh words, still do not quite understand.Only know the teacher said, it is now home to the revolution, not to class.But in the end how trouble?Teachers and students alike, all misty understand understand, only know that there is no lesson.Some countries eat food classmates, after suspension of classes, but also in bursts to explore a school letter, look for a long time to resume classes.Children in rural areas are not the same, not going to class carrying a hoe to earn work points, no time to go to school.Since that time, by the work points to eat, a little more work, more than a ration.There is no time to manage when reopened.After I left school, to put down a book into the drawer, the next day to join the ranks of people earn credits at.Folks see me grow tall greatly ado, give me five minutes bottom.Commonly known as half of the labor force.I though tall people, but after all, age is still small, to do farm work is still very rusty, so no strong.At that time, the team often draw labor redeployment.Because there is no cheap accounted for redeployment, became the home of many of the people do not want to go out; in particular, some dirty, tired of living, more willing to do.Those of us who semi-adults, especially less likely to do farm work, and that is the first choice to be scheduled, is not what the price may speak.Farm work on the production team I did not do long time, the captain then arranged for me to follow a “21 kinds of people” (recruiters) to pick up excrement Hongjiang.Because “21 kinds of people” could not help you going, anyway, he would have arranged to go.This “21 kinds of people,” surnamed Jiang, 40 years old, I told him to Jiang Shushu.Although he was “21 kinds of people”, in fact people just fine, to get down to work, let alone anti-Party and anti-socialist.Just because when the commune cadres, fell in love with a girl, and he happened improper relations between the sexes, in violation of the party’s organization and discipline, they have been expelled from the organization to go home.After the home was marked by the organization to “21 kinds of people” category.The next day, he took the line head of Jiang Shushu call me.This time, we are going shift of Hongjiang.The vessel has been fitted dung in front of the people hold up.So, as long as we were walking the herd.To Hongjiang, Jiang Shushu band I found on the ship’s production team.Boat parked in a small river below the bridge.Dung on board already has half cabin.First came a few people are squatting next to eat excrement.Although dung stink to high heaven, maggot dung cabin in sub-grubbing, but they ate it seems beside the absence of manure, eat fragrant cooking of cooking.And Jiang Shushu day I became the owner of the ship.He became the owner after he breaks no less than gas, once taught since I came to this disciple.He explained to me the basic condom pick up the dung: Article: To pick up on early dung time.Because most of the people’s congresses are morning bowel movement, there is an earlier, late to pick up excrement was someone else to go; second: Do not be afraid of smelly, not afraid of dirty, what place dare; third: Do not Pachou, completely remove the petty-bourgeois ideology, because picking up excrement is to serve the people.I listen and nod, while that in the end he had been a cadre who is very good at summing up, to pick up manure also summed up a set of theories; the other side of my mind was snapping students from the chicken skin, itching.After he finished basic set forth picking up manure condom, not a moment to rest, I told Dan Zhao latrines, followed him to the toilet alley side of the practice to go.First came to us shade in an alley back street, where there are rows of outdoor toilets.He pointed to a toilet said: “You knocked on the door, see if there is anything to relieve themselves in person to see if there excrement?”I really have not done such a thing in his life.Toilets are at home tiptoe up, even latrines which did not dare to look at.But in order to earn my work points, or hemp to venture, hold your breath, sheepishly knocking the toilet door, gently asked: “Some people in it?”When there is really no proof, I was numb to venture opened the bathroom door, then head to the elongation of latrines in to see.I saw two consecutive toilets, latrines where are bare, probably would have been to go dig dig dung in front of the person.When I was knocking a third toilet door, which suddenly heard a woman’s voice thin.Well awkward yo!I fear that other people call me a rogue, and hastened back a dozen paces, he continually beat each of the offerings to steady your nerves.Jiang Shushu look at me scared out of his way, quickly said: “This is what all the fuss, dig dung encounter such a thing, is often a matter; where people relieve themselves, scavenging encountered people who knock on the door is often of.”Listen to him by an interpreter, my heart there at the end, afraid that a woman looking for a fight.That day, I followed Jiang Shushu patronize ten or twenty toilet.Although most of it empty, but there are still a part of the “content”, two latrines installed a little half-baked.Jiang Shushu said: “pick up manure is such that you do not want a pick is a bucketful.How can such a good thing, out to make a turn, not empty buckets back even better,.”I followed Jiang Shushu run continuously for three days.It took me three days he traveled to various toilet: toilet single, double closets, more than closets, toilets, private toilet, indoor toilet, outdoor toilet, there are many feet hanging toilet.In the evening, Jiang Shushu said to me: “Now you can find a lot of the toilet, and if we often pick up, to pick up much less inefficient.So, from tomorrow, we were to be picked apart.”Although Jiang Shushu ’21 kinds of ‘people, but that is adult, but also be my elders, plus he made it very reasonable, I must obey his arrangements.So the next day I picked independent dung.At that time, I did not watch and Jiang Shushu of course, to master the time by the sun and experience.Fortunately, there is a big whistle Hongjiang, it sounded on time.3:30 every day, it will hoist the “throat” called.Every time I hear the whistle, and Jiang Shushu I climb up from the blanket nest, two-pronged, Dan Zhao latrines toward two different directions off.Pick up manure basic line must be from far to near.Dan Zhao Jiang Shushu latrines walked toward the big river, and I am concernedly latrines and walked toward a small river.I have come to the end of the street, the street venues, and only come to a halt hurried footsteps, a back of a toilet search.Distant mountains still pitch-black, the city is still very quiet.Only sell bean curd and sell side dishes sometimes hurried pass from me, sometimes in front of the empty street shouted twice.I walked into a very messy alley.Open the flashlight white light, in the back alley of looking forward, looking forward to patronize local people must.I finally found the street in front of the bottom, a man came up to my side.He was smoking a cigarette, walking Department of pants.I concluded that he is the only place to go there.But I did not dare to quickly concernedly latrines walked to his side, was his fear of indecent assault.I intentionally slow down, although it was still dark, I still put their eyes to distant stars, but my mind was thinking about just his ass out of the pile of feces lira.In fact, before he came to me, he left corner of the.I was ecstatic to open flashlight, stride walked to the toilet.Walk a few steps on the road to.Toilet door still open, it is a single toilet.The inner surface of a large barrel, two boards above the frame, on that the toilet.Underground dirty, loose soil, earthworms arch had been.I glance, afraid to go.But in order that a harvest, I went bravely, boldly stood up.I step on the side of the board, with fecal spoon knocked on the other side there is no fixed wood, biting mouth flashlight, a pair of hands upon her dung spoon, scoop a harsh towards the bottom of barrels of crap go.Scoop a little, and control go to the latrines, latrines scoop a little and go to the control.A few rounds, the cleaners scoop.I continue to search in the dawn.Night flashlight, both lit up myself, but also illuminate the others.I just got it a harvest, the heart is happy, I heard it in front of a woman shouted at me: “Master, help me according to what Well!”Hear the cry, I will sheepishly flashlight according to the front, then a saw was a girl.She lasts about 20 years old, he looked pretty.While combing hair had a chance, a bit messy, but very elegant.Handsome face in the light of torch light, like Hanbaoyufang buds; depression with two shallow smile rosy cheeks on both sides, is particularly lovely.I am a person dig dung.I was very young, not too busy to enjoy this beautiful scenery of the night road.I just want to light the way she went to the toilet, then in the toilet while waiting for her out to pick a harvest that.I put down the latrines close to her.Sister said: “my shoes off.”Then, I put the flashlight to her feet.Yes, she lost one of her shoes.Underground a lot of garbage and insects, the name of her lame lame foot (one foot vacant), not to step on.When I approached her, she naturally one hand, good good soft light resting on my shoulder.Suddenly, my body is like a warm current flowing, soft bones felt soft melted.Night, though she did not know I was a child, but she must know that I am a scavenging who must know resting on my shoulder will be safe.I let her firmly resting on my shoulder, I bent over slightly, flashlight around us in the fire, and finally in a short distance to find the lost shoe.She could hear a male voice I have yet to mature.She asked me how much?I said nothing.I was afraid she knew my little old dropped out of school and sterile.She did not ask me, patted me on the shoulder, dumped the sentence: “You wait, I’ll be out.”And then right below my flashlight shining boldly walked into the cabin that among both men and women.She boldly “convenience” in it, I sheepishly waiting for her outside.The harvest waiting for her, waiting for her this beautiful!That day, I walked along the back street of a small river.Ten or twenty patronize the toilet, the harvest of shallow half bear droppings.I was very satisfied.I thought: I can earn credits at the.In the sun canal water river.Fish heron fishing on the child’s mouth not long in the wings, the undergoing sun bathing; longshoreman carrying sacks on the sailboat, step by step, the ground level; boatmen pulled the sail, the boat insisted on driving from the pier in preparation for a new round voyage.I know, that I call it a day.I do not lug stool photosynthesis, from passing pedestrians, all the way to smell the odor of feces.Their watchful eyes, your nose, give way to me.I bow my head, two feet hastily measure the distance to the marina, just want to dock the boat near point, the only hope of the street I was the only person walking.Jiang Shushu has returned to the ship early.He came to see me, standing in front quickly stabilize the springboard springboard, let me safely on board and help me to go feces Teng to cabin.He saw me sweating profusely, his face tired, he smiled and said: “You wash your hands fast, eat it first!People are iron rice is steel.Dined there efforts now.”He helped me and got a big bowl of white rice, fried dried fish and chilli, it seems there is appetite.People are hungry, what are delicious.A stool next to the cabin, do not feel very smelly.Under Jiang Shushu a lot of experience, he “restaurant” in the boat downwind.Winds, fecal odor went to the top.Sitting in the stern, no visual pollution.As long as you go to look at the clear flowing river from the side, as long as you go thinking about a beautiful girl, which there are thought to think about it droppings dirty footmarks?I picked up three months in feces Hongjiang, shipped back to the boat full of 3.Both contributed to a good harvest on the team, but also for my own work points earned.I am the captain boast a good labor force, father praised me a good boy.In this season, I can not get in touch with classmates.During the day, between the toilet and the toilet walking; night, no light, can not review the text.Only lying on the deck watching innumerable stars, listen to the waves coming from the sound of the big river, I thought it had studied together, play teachers and students.I once met a beautiful sister.Her 30s, is grown very tall, well-proportioned.Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, here wearing a thin gray straight jeans.The islands stretch the buttocks touch on two eye-catching.It looked like a great flavor, great knowledge of women.She stood to Eiko house on top of a step for me to quietly gaze for a long time.Then, finally he called me loudly: “little brother, you come with me.Our Eiko house who have not been to it today!”I know, she said no one visited, that today’s stool no one who had to scoop.I am very happy, grinning behind her ass to go with her to her home not far away, on a slope of a turn on to.She took me to the toilet side, pointing to the toilet saying “you scoop it, to a clean scoop!”I opened the toilet door, stretch his head and saw that small enough to have half a bucket of manure, who did not go through the scoop.I am very grateful to my eldest sister messenger.Although she is a simple messenger, but for me, is a harvest, a score.When manure scoop Well I got up and ready to go, glanced Sister.She is from the house to catch up, and pulled me carelessly said: “You are so anxious doing?Get out the bucket down, I have to sit at home.”I was very shy, overwhelmed.Just scoop feces, was dirty, how can the people go house?I was hesitant, do not know how to refuse Sister, she spoke again: “To what tight?To the house to clean and wash hands Well!”Then he took my hand away.She fetched a basin of water over it, and took a piece of soap to wash my slowly, she gave me beside watering.Wash up and handed me a dry towel.Then she took me to the room to sit down.At the same time, he brought a packet of biscuits and sugar has not yet unpacked, and half a pack of peanut candy I eat.She sat across from me, two eyes staring at me, and asked me very kindly: “little brother, how such a young age do not read it?Scavenging is a big thing people!”I told her:” We closed the.”” Is temporary closed.You should read to their own home, greet resume classes!”Sister handed me a biscuit, very sorry to say to me,” You see you, scrub, a look that is reading material.You have to read, because reading can learn knowledge, with the knowledge you can design high-rise buildings, you can make the machine, you can create the world that he will be a future.”That day, she told me many, many, as if inspired by his little brother, more like a schoolboy speak to the importance of knowledge in.I have a sense of reverence for her inexplicable, and I had a kind of desire to learn.When out of her house, she sent me out of her house Eiko, he sent me to begin to see that on my stairs.I know that behind: her surname Huang, is a high school language teacher, graduated from Hunan Normal University Department of Chinese.After that, I failed Huang who hope.I walked into the classroom after all, no dream, to continue my studies.I was very frustrated and very disappointed!I always think: the Cultural Revolution era?Or that a few times a collective work points.I can not go to pursue that dream has gone!