The first time I met Uncle Tea, or on the bus.
That day the old man wore an old denim, feet on a pair of Columbia high-top hiking shoes, wearing a black duck-tongue hat, tied with a woolen red scarf, the taste of the old tart to emerge from each white hair.
At that time I was attracted to the old man, was staring at him, listened to him loudly, suddenly kicked down a young man not far away, and then the tiger pounced on the same, directly the young man pressed to death, and drink: “Hands off!
A shiny dagger fell from the hands of the young man, a female passenger found a crack on the purse, and only then did I realize that this was catching thieves.
The young man was restrained at this time also anxious eyes, struggling hard, looking to break free.
This only exists in the movie and spit in the scene in front of the eyes, all the other passengers around the step back, even the bag was pulled out of the aunt did not dare to squeak, just at this time the driver was a cab turn, the brakes, I was directly bamboozled by inertia, a stumble forward a lunge, coincidentally pressed in the hands of the young man, the grandson to press back.
Then the embarrassed smile at the grandfather.
The trendy male boss grin at least eight gold teeth mouth, a gold flash, throwing out a mouth with a Minnan accent of Mandarin: “Boy, you’re good, quite romantic.”
Then the same went to make a statement, the two exchanged names, the old man called himself Uncle Tea, the green hills do not change the long flow of green water.
Later on this thing faded into oblivion, only occasionally dreamed of the tea uncle wearing a big red jacket with a flower in the head to open the golden mouth of my smile shaking eyes and then softly said “young man, you are good, quite romantic” the whole person scared almost wet the bed.
In the spring of the next year and the base to go hiking, turn on a small road, to a place where there are almost no rabbits, turn a broken, but I did not expect to have a building of almost a hundred square feet in front of the eyes.
The exterior of this building to get fancy, red a green piece, the roof also paste a glazed tile, the ridge of the roof stood on the beast carving, very so a mixed atmosphere, the eaves of the roof poked out a big blue silk flag, the book a big “tea” word.
Kiyo and I are muttering what is so unique taste, the post-modern and Chinese classical architecture to match so seamlessly, just heard a creak, a dry and thin old man wearing a green hairy Tang suit, carrying a large teapot came out, while humming “I can think of the most romantic things … …”, while squinting and wobbling into the front door of the teahouse.
Like a flowing bowl, pouring tea, seated, drinking tea, lightly shushing a breath of foul air.
Kiyo and I heard each other’s throats at the same time “thud” a, almost by the wafting tea fragrance hooked over the soul.
At this time the man has also seen us both, smiling and beckoning, said: “thirsty, right? Come to drink two bowls, Wuyi Mountain superb Da Hong Pao, five dollars a bowl.”
Into the teahouse only to find that all the solid wood furniture, some completely is the entire root, carved and placed as a seat, delicate knife work, exquisite materials.
Although the bowl is coarse porcelain bowl, poured on the amber-like dark red tea but more taste, I and my friend immediately drink donkey like a big bowl of gulp, just feel full of fragrance, endless aftertaste.
“Young man, you are good, quite romantic, can run to here, this mountain can not be many people come.” The old man looked at me a few times and suddenly said.
Suddenly the words of this nightmare suddenly appeared in my ears, I was shocked a stumble, then found that the old man looked familiar, take a closer look, but is the tea uncle well! Just focused on drinking tea, forgot that the old man’s voice sounded familiar.
Then hit the snake on the stick, first complimented a few words tea uncle’s heroic stance, and then immediately warmly climb up.
Anyway, we are familiar to this part, tea money is naturally floating clouds.
Tea uncle at first also some of the former senior style, a gesture of encouragement to the younger generation, ten sentences beyond the beginning of the eloquent talk. From his dress and architectural attainments, it is clear that this is definitely a warm and spirited people, silent basic and he does not touch the edge.
I and my friends while ass-kissing the mountain sound while pouring the best Da Hong Pao, or listening to the tea uncle release emotions.
“Tea, is the road, a tea leaf, fall water and give birth to two tastes, three tastes, and even ten thousand tastes, a life two three three things, is the road road child …… I like one thing in this life, drinking tea. Wuyishan’s tea, top good! The big red robe, the top of the top of the top good! …… I have eight hundred acres of tea plantations in Wuyi Mountain, as long as the Wuyi Mountain tea, after drinking which mountain production, mountainside or mountain top, sun or back shade, through the drink out ……”
Just then I nodded while drinking tea and found a strange thing, tea uncle while talking and drinking tea while squeezing his eyebrows toward a place not far from the front of the tea shed, almost like having a needle’s eye, but also with an evil smile.
The key is that he stared at that place is just a very ordinary place, is two pine trees sandwiched between a small mountain stream, nothing unusual, the mountain than this good-looking scenery can find a thousand or eight hundred to.
At this time to drink some tea drunk, I immediately casually asked out the doubts.
Uncle tea gentle smile, continue to use with a heavy Minnan accent of Mandarin: “I’m in love.”
“What?” I sprayed a mouthful of tea across the queer head and face.
“I’m in love.”
This time heard clearly.
Kiyo and I immediately put down the tea bowl at the same time and looked at each other. He means: 110 or 120, I mean: continue to drink for nothing or add the money to the money?
Uncle tea did not find us strange, and then drink a mouthful of tea, said that since it is destined to people, and now happens to be in the mood, talk about the year’s trivia it.
Uncle tea said his favorite thing as a child is this place, quiet.
I realized that he was a northerner, and was born and raised in the local people!
Uncle tea was born in this mountain, remember when you know that the family poor, three generations of poor farmers, really poor the whole family left a pair of pants. This mountain is not suitable for growing food, completely rely on the sky to eat, almost every meal to live on wild vegetables. The amount of wild vegetables in the meal, and the year’s grain harvest into an inverse proportion.
It is also peculiar, the more you do not have to eat, the more you can eat. Uncle Tea’s childhood and teenage years were almost all spent from hunger, to use a classic is “whenever I recall the scene at that time, the most vivid feeling that remains in the memory, but also a hunger.
The good thing is that within this hunger, there is still a little warmth.
There is a devolved rightist in the same village, it is said to be a big cadre, although the whole, the family’s conditions are much better than the tea uncle’s family. The big rightist family has a little girl named Lanzhi, the village children do not play with her, only the tea uncle this childhood miserable people secretly play with her.
Lanzhi so often steal things from home to tea uncle to eat, in the two pine trees on the edge. At that time, the happiest thing for Uncle Tea, is to eat with Lanzhi.
A piece of nest, a bit of dried groundnut, a handful of peanuts, a handful of dates.
Uncle tea will sometimes give Lanzhi pick wild flowers, woven garlands, hollowing out bird eggs, do willow flute, and sometimes scare people with toads.
Lanzhi will give tea uncle singing, all some Soviet songs, each time the tea uncle this turd to listen to the silly, because completely do not understand. Because of this, not less let little Lanzhi ridicule, said he is not romantic at all.
The so-called two young children without guessing childhood sweethearts, said that should be the case.
One year, should be the year the tea uncle sixteen years old, the winter is particularly cold, one day the tea uncle slipped to the two pines to find Lanzhi, found the little girl has long been waiting for a long time, cheeks frozen red, hands seem to be pinching something.
Waiting for the tea uncle stretched his head over, Lanzhi immediately offered like a treasure palm spread out, now a small handful of tea leaves.
Two people with a large jar of fallen porcelain to take the boiling water, one sip of drink.
It is said that this is Lanzhi her big rightist father’s friend brought, called “Da Hong Pao”, is the best of the best tea.
Although the tea is so light that you can barely see the color, but also with a bit of Lanzhi palm sweat, two people drinking tea was still greatly shocked, all exclaimed that the world has such a good thing to drink.
Then the tea uncle took advantage of the pretence of the existence of tea drunk, get up the courage to say that in the future to let Lanzhi every day to drink the big red robe.
Lanzhi then blushed, throwing down a “I’m waiting”, turned and ran home, leaving holding the enamel jar of tea uncle a little bit to think about the three words.
And then is the tea uncle finally pondered the taste, two people happily grew to 17 years old, Lanzhi’s father was rehabilitated, the family moved back to the capital.
Although people have gone, tea uncle and Lanzhi still maintain frequent correspondence. Another period of time, the tea uncle went to the South as a soldier, Lanzhi went to college.
At that time, the tea uncle’s parents died of illness, leaving only a lonely and lonely person, the relationship between the two is the driving force to support him to live. Although Lanzhi will still laugh at him not romantic, but let him feel the only warmth, a letter read a dozen times a day, the words on it are worn off.
Then the ten-year turmoil began.
First, Lanzhi’s letters began to contain more revolutionary words, repeatedly mentioning that revolution is the greatest romance.
Then Lanzhi’s father was beaten again, this time directly as an active counter-revolutionary, with big-character posters posted for several streets, and he was beaten to death several times at the public trial.
Later, Lanzhi told Uncle Cha in a letter, she and her father broke off the father-daughter relationship, saying that the revolution is not a treat, you must have the awareness of overthrowing and smashing all the old, and urged Uncle Cha to also go to work for the revolution, and when the red flag is planted all over the world, they will get married.
And the letter came together, there is a woolen woven red scarf.
At that time, the bones of Uncle Tea has always been inferior, think Lanzhi is a university student, more knowledgeable and insightful than him, her words must be correct, immediately enthusiastic, immediately wrote back to Lanzhi to express their revolutionary enthusiasm, and also extremely unromantic also to Lanzhi knitted a red scarf.
This time, after almost two months or so, he received a letter back from Lanzhi.
In her letter, Lanzhi told Uncle Cha that her father had committed suicide.
“He ran away from his revolutionary duty, he was a cowardly petty-bourgeois act, it was wrong for him to do so, it was wrong ……” In the letter Lanzhi’s words, although still attacking her father, became less sharp, and much of the letter paper The ink is spent and seems to have been dripped on.
“…… people have a certain degree of misunderstanding about me, that I am the daughter of bad elements, I understand that this is the test of the revolution, I must be more determined to revolutionary beliefs, the courage to be the front line of the revolution, the revolution, is the greatest romance!”
Although Uncle Tea is not a romantic turd, but also not stupid, he felt that Lanzhi at this time should be more in need of his encouragement, so to the troops on leave, said home, in fact, bought two pounds of big red robe to visit Lanzhi in Beijing.
He was full of anticipation, the two have not seen each other for several years, thinking that the first thing must be to make her brave, give her a hug and let her get through.
If possible, sneak a kiss to her, which should not be illegal, he was in love.
At that time, the country’s railroad system has been in chaos, the train went and stopped, and it took several days before Uncle Tea entered Beijing and came to the school where Lanzhi was.
The school was in a depression, there were large-character posters and confetti everywhere, as well as various tables, chairs, benches and kettles of debris.
Uncle tea two eyes in the dark, wandering when walking to the school inside the residential area, it was difficult to find a girl, asked if she knew where Lanzhi.
The other party pointed, said that the “Wing Hong Revolutionary Combat Team” building there should be Lanzhi, she is a member of the martial arts general. The “Forever Red Revolutionary Combat Team” is now preparing for a fight with the “Red Flag Combat Team”.
Then we saw the two buildings first shouting, with quotations as a precursor and large-character posters as the main content, criticizing each other as counter-revolutionaries.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of people rushed out from each building with weapons in hand, ready for a short martial arts fight.
The people of the “Forever Red Revolutionary Combat Team” obviously had more firepower and were more prepared with bricks and bottles, and the “Red Flag Combat Team” was defeated after less than a minute of contact.
The rumbling engine sound came, “red flag combat team” building unexpectedly opened a tractor modified earth tank!
This earth tank was loaded with stones, and several revolutionary generals acted as single-handers, grabbing stones and hitting a large area. At the same time, there was a man on the seat with a clay gun, and with a “boom” he killed a man from the “Wing Hung Revolutionary Combat Team”.
At that moment, a young girl with a big red scarf rushed out from the building of the Yonghong Revolutionary Combat Team, holding a homemade explosive packet in her hand, and rushed towards the other tank like a flame.
It’s Lanzhi!
Uncle tea only felt his heart was in his throat, immediately shouted: “Lanzhi!”
At this time Lanzhi has reached the front of the earth tank, suddenly heard the voice of Uncle Tea, turned his head and saw the boy, immediately showed a bright smile, waved his hand, ignited the explosive packet in his hand to throw out.
Just did not expect that the dynamite packet just ignited, immediately exploded!
Just a good person, instantly gone, only a cloud of blood mist floating in the air.
Uncle tea’s face is still hanging not swept away the smile, stood there frozen for a long time, and then like a dream lightly walked up, kneeling on the ground, with a pocket containing tea slowly pick up the pieces on the ground, loaded in, loaded in.
“I just picked it up bit by bit like that, carefully, put her up. At that time, nothing in the mind, a blank, picking up one of her hands, the heart still thought, her hands are so beautiful.” Uncle tea with a faint smile on his face, as if he was talking about someone else’s story, and it was a comedy.
The heart is like dead, no, I should say can not feel the heart.
He did not even know how he returned to the south, just from then on, he never fell in love.
Later was discharged from the army, into the unit, married, had children, after the reform and opening up in the eighties went into business, specializing in tea business, and then because of the integrity and passion for tea, slowly grow larger, with two tea factories, several tea plantations.
Now that he is older, simply give himself to retirement, back home to open a small teahouse. He does not want to go anywhere, just want to open a teahouse here. It does not matter if you lose money, as long as it is to be able to drink his favorite Da Hong Pao here.
“Only on this mountain, in front of these two pine trees, the big red robe is that taste.” Uncle Tea took a sip of the amber-like tea in his bowl and said with narrowed eyes, “I have to be romantic or she’ll have to laugh at me.”
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, once again showing that infatuated expression, as if enjoying the aroma of the tea.
Or maybe he saw the young girl who was waiting under the pine tree in the cold winter with a pinch of tea leaves, blaming him for not being romantic enough.
This is really the most romantic person I have ever met in my life.
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