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C96 Name April 8th

This was a rock that was filled with the spirituality of the Yellow River. After experiencing the wind, snow, and rain, it remained unmoved. It was also a rock that had witnessed the ancient history of the Fan Clan. It had experienced the flames of war and was independent. It could be called the soul of the Yellow River.

Fan Youmin stood before this magnificent rock and recalled the difficult times of the past, and he couldn't help but feel emotional. Everything in the past had become an unrecoverable history, and now, this piece of land was finally in his hands.

At this time, a wave of cheerful laughter rang out along the wind. When they looked over, they saw a few men and women dressed in colorful clothes walking over along the ridge line, talking and laughing. They thought to themselves that it was already this time of the year. There were also people from the city who came to play.

After a while, Fan Youmin saw the men and women approaching the solitary rock. Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone excitedly shout "Old Fan. " Then, he quickly walked over and held his hand tightly. He repeatedly said, "Old Fan, I was just about to go and find you, but I didn't expect to meet you here. "

This was a man in his sixties, but he took good care of himself. He looked fair and fat, and he looked very young. Seeing Fan Youmin staring at him with doubt, Fan Youmin smiled and said loudly, "Old Fan, I am Little Lin, who fed horses with you back then. "

Little Lin Zi? A moment later, a bolt of lightning flashed across Fan Youmin's mind. He remembered the person called Little Lin Zi in front of him and said excitedly, "Little Lin Zi, we haven't seen each other for more than thirty years. Do you still recognize me?"

On a day forty years ago, the sun was shining brightly. A group of seventeen or eighteen years old pure and clean students, carrying a red flag on their backs, were singing revolutionary songs. They came to the Mei Beach People's Club in high spirits.

At that time, it was called the People's Public House, not the village government. It was changed from the People's Public House to the Country Government. Fan Youmin vaguely remembered that it was about the year 1984 after the property was contracted.

After a day, the secretary of the battalion, Li Jizhen, brought five or six male and female students to the Fan household. He said that it was the intellectual youth assigned to the regiment by the association. Among them, a student called Lin Hong and Fan Youmin were in the regiment's breeding yard feeding livestock.

Because he secretly took his second brother, Fan Youcheng, to cross the river into the city late at night, and when he was selling scrap metal from the Wind Thunder Factory, he was caught by the regiment of militia on the way. In the end, Li Jizhen punished Fan Youcheng to have his people feed the livestock, while Fan Youcheng went to herd the sheep.

Therefore, from that day on, Lin Hong and Fan Youmin teamed up and started to feed the large group of donkey and horses. This operation lasted for eight whole years. It was only at the end of the 1970s that Lin Hong got into university and ended her "uphill" village life.

"Yeah, it has been more than 30 years since I left the Fan family. " Lin Hong could not help but sigh and say emotionally, "Old Fan, life is really fast. When I came to the Fan family to feed the horses with you, I was only 17 years old. In the blink of an eye, I'm already sixty years old this year. I'm already a grandfather. "

Back then, during the days of feeding the horses with Fan Youmin, Lin Hong, a child from the city of Xijing City, cried a lot due to the harsh living conditions. However, after a month, she got used to the life of feeding horses and horses. Furthermore, she worked very hard.

One year, on the eighth of April, It was probably in the middle of the night when a female horse got off the horse. During that time, there was no clock, so he could only look at the stars in the sky to estimate the time. Lin Hong was a child. She was tired during the day and slept very soundly at night. In the words of the natives of Daan, she was like a dead pig.

While Fan Youmin was feeling sleepy, he heard a very strange hissing sound from outside. He hurriedly got up and ran into the horse's collar. He used a flashlight to illuminate the area and saw the black female horse lying on the ground with its two big eyes wide open. It was hissing with great effort, and he knew that it was going to get off the horse.

According to the time, it was time to get off the pony these few days. He constantly paid attention to the female horse, afraid that she would get off the pony at night. If she fell asleep or was unable to take care of her, causing the death of the female or the young horse, then she would cause a natural disaster.

She was originally a sinner, and was punished by Li Jizhen to feed the horse in the nursing home. If he caused another disaster, it would be an additional crime. Perhaps Li Jizhen would use the reason of destroying the property of the production team to hold a wholesale competition. At the same time, he would deduct work points and not get any rations at the end of the year.

Because this was the first time this black female horse had gotten off a pony, it had no experience. After a few hours, with Fan Youmin's help, in the end, the moment the sun had just risen, it gave birth to a healthy and lively pony.

When Lin Hong woke up and walked into the circle to add some grass, she discovered that Fan Youmin was looking at the colt and laughing. Thus, when she understood, she immediately felt a surge of admiration in her heart.

Later on, this pony named "April 8th" by Fan Youmin was carefully taken care of by Lin Hong. One day, the world grew up. It was very strong and relied on him very much.

It was not until many years later that Lin Hong took the university admission notice and left the Fan family's residence with complicated feelings. On the day that she left the Fan family's residence, she rode "April 8th" and walked out of the small village that had worked for eight years under the watch of Fan Youmin and the others.

"Old Fan, what happened to that horse called April 8th?" Fan Youmin was a few years older than him. Lin Hong had always called him "Old Fan," just like Fan Youmin had always called him "Little Lin Zi. " She could not change it even if she wanted to.

Since the beginning of the 1970s, the first time they met, they had called each other Old Fan. More than 30 years later, Lin Hong still called him that today. It made Fan Youmin's heart feel warm and he had an indescribable feeling.

"What else can I do?" Fan Youmin sighed and said in a slightly sentimental tone, "Not long after you left, you started to take over the property. When the assets in the group were distributed to Wang Shougui, he died of old age. "

When he said this, he once again recalled the scene when "April 8th" was born. Of course, he was indeed worried. It was only when April 8th landed safely and healthily that he let out a long breath. He felt a kind of indescribable relaxation in his body and mind.

Thirty years later, when he heard the familiar name "April 8th" again, he suddenly had another strange feeling. He felt that he was the horse called "April 8th" and that he was about to die of old age.

"That is a horse that I have always accompanied since I was young. " Lin Hong could not help but sigh softly and say, "April 8th is very humane and very docile. Every evening when I rush the herd to drink water, I ride it. "

Not long after coming to the Fan family to cross the line, under Fan Youmin's guidance, Lin Hong learned how to feed animals and at the same time, she also learned how to ride a horse. For a child like him who grew up in the city, riding a horse was a very interesting and glorious thing.

Even though the canal wasn't far from the nursing home, every time he went to drink a horse, Lin Hong couldn't help but ride April 8th. Facing the sunset, she raised her long whip majestically and galloped freely in front, back, left, and right. She shouted loudly as she drove the herd towards the canal.

At that moment, he felt like he was an ancient great general, leading tens of thousands of cavalry, aggressively slaughtering towards the enemy's formation. He was invincible, unstoppable, and also truly experienced what it was like to 'ride horses on the battlefield and fight in all directions'.

However, in the difficult and free days of the Fan Family. . . Before he knew it, it had come to an end. Eight years later, at the end of the 1970s, it ended with Zhiqing returning to the city on a large scale.

As his father was an old revolution with outstanding achievements, after the resurgence of the rebellion, he returned to his official position and became the deputy mayor of Xijing City. Lin Hong was recommended to go to university and stepped onto the best path among the more than 10 million Zhiqing students in the country at that time.

After saying April 8th, the two of them could not help but talk about the current situation. They could not help but let out a few emotional sighs. They sighed about the passage of time and the passage of time. Their tone was filled with a strong sense of vicissitude and helplessness.

At this time, Fan Youmin only knew that after Lin Hong graduated from university, she had returned to Xijing City. Not long after she started working in the city government, a year before her father passed away, she was transferred to the provincial capital of Lanzhou to work.

Last year, she had just officially retired, and her old partner had already retired for more than two years. Now, he had nothing to do, and while the old couple was taking care of the child for their only daughter, they played cards and chatted, enjoying the pleasures of heaven.

After visiting Lone Rock, Fan Youmin warmly invited Lin Hong and her family home. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted excitedly, "Wang Fang, quickly come out and see. Little Lin is here. "

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