Chapter One: My Wife, You Must Not Die
Boom!
A thunderclap jolted Liu Weidong awake from a nightmare.
Instinctively, he glanced at the photo of his late wife on the bedside table, but the scene before him stunned him.
The low, dilapidated house reeked of cow dung.
He was lying on a clay kang bed, staring up at the black, moldy roof beams.
On the kang lay a pile of bean cakes, farming tools and plows were stacked against the wall, and an enamel tea cup on the kang's edge bore the words "Advanced Individual of Learning from Dazhai." This was no other than the production team's hay shed!
"Comrades, attention! Just received notice from the commune that a low-pressure trough is coming today, bringing heavy rainfall over a wide area. The joy of battling the heavens and the earth, we vow to defend our homeland and protect state property from damage. We must carry forward the revolutionary spirit of not fearing hardship and not fearing death..."
Outside, the village branch secretary Wang Jianguo’s hoarse voice blared through the loudspeaker.
Thunder rumbled…
A lightning bolt flashed across the window frame, illuminating the calendar on the wall.
June 11, 1978!
He pinched his thigh hard.
It hurt. This was no dream.
Liu Weidong slipped on his yellow rubber shoes and dashed toward the village committee office.
The uneven yellow sandy dirt road.
The faded red slogans on the low walls promoting the agricultural Dazhai movement.
The shabby thatched houses lining both sides of the road.
And the navy shirt and patched blue trousers he wore.
All of this felt both familiar and thrilling.
In his mind appeared the image of his wife, Lou Yanru, dressed in green military uniform, carrying herbs, wiping sweat.
On this very day in his previous life, she had died at 23 when a landslide struck during an herb-gathering trip in the mountains.
As soon as he entered the village committee, the branch secretary Wang Jianguo was still shouting into the loudspeaker. Liu Weidong barely had time to speak before grabbing a medicine box and a raincoat and running off.
“Weidong, why are you taking the medicine box to the dam?” someone called after him.
“I have to save my wife. She’s still up on the mountain.”
The clock on the table read 11:30 a.m., less than two hours before his wife’s accident.
The Eagle Beak Cliff where Lou Yanru had the accident was ten miles from the village. Liu Weidong ran like a madman toward the back mountain, memories of the past flooding his mind.
Back then, Lou Yanru was the most beautiful educated youth in the entire commune. One day, two thugs tried to intercept her on the road, and Liu Weidong happened upon the scene. He nearly killed one of the thugs with a shovel and was stabbed himself.
It was at that moment the sparks of love ignited between their young hearts.
By the end of 1977, Lou Yanru married Liu Weidong, firmly rooted in rural life.
Unexpectedly, her mother, Song Qian, was rehabilitated the following year and forced her to divorce Liu Weidong.
The couple quarreled over the divorce, and Liu Weidong left home in anger. When Lou Yanru’s accident happened, he was drinking in the seventh team. By the time he received the news and rushed back to the village, his wife was already dead.
Her death haunted him for life.
Afterward, Liu Weidong worked hard, got admitted to a vocational college, started in the refinery and fine chemicals industry, then moved into importing mechanical and electrical equipment. Before his rebirth, he was already a well-known private entrepreneur in the province.
Yet, despite his worth being in the billions, he remained lonely, with his late wife’s photo always close at hand. No one could replace her.
Boom!
A thunderclap and a torrential downpour made progress difficult.
A waterfall mixed with mud and rocks thundered down from Eagle Beak Cliff, cascading a thousand miles.
“Yanru... Yanru, where are you?”
“Weidong, I’m up here…”
“Don’t move, Yanru! I’m coming to save you…”
Her voice came from the rocky outcrop. Relief flooded Liu Weidong’s heart — she was still alive.
Calling her name, he grasped branches and weeds, climbing upward. The rocks, soaked by rain, could slide or collapse at any moment, but he paid no heed.
When he reached the Eagle Beak Cliff, the sight made his heart almost leap out of his throat.
The mountain had been carved by floodwater into a deep ravine. Lou Yanru had fallen into the ravine, clinging to a tree branch with her herb hoe, struggling in the raging water, barely holding on.
“Yanru, don’t be afraid, I’m here…”
Liu Weidong rushed to the edge of the ravine, but just then, the branch snapped with a crack. Lou Yanru screamed as she plunged into the flood.
At the critical moment, a large hand grasped her collar, pulling her upward with all its strength.
“Weidong, let go! We can’t both die here…”
Upstream, a large fallen tree was rolling down, swept by the mudslide. Lou Yanru screamed in terror.
With a roar, Liu Weidong pulled her onto the shore just as the log brushed his back, tumbling down the cliff.
He dragged Lou Yanru away from the flood channel, collapsing under a tree, gasping for breath.
“Weidong, your back is bleeding! Let me see.”
Lou Yanru’s face was tense.
Ignoring the pain in his back, Liu Weidong pulled her into his arms and wept openly.
“I finally see you again!”
Lou Yanru looked at him, puzzled.
Was he scared senseless or knocked unconscious? What did he mean by “finally see you again”?
“Are you crazy? Stop talking nonsense. Take off your navy shirt so I can see how bad your injury is.”
Lou Yanru took the medicine box from Liu Weidong and lifted his vest.
A wound on his back was oozing blood.
“Don’t just hold me; I have to treat your wound. Strange, why are you carrying a medicine box up the mountain?”
Liu Weidong dared not mention anything about his previous life and could only continue crying while holding Lou Yanru.
Fortunately, she didn’t ask further.
The rain grew heavier, and the mudslide formed by branches, silt, and rotten leaves was breaking even saplings as thick as arms. Lou Yanru was stunned by the scene.
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