more than 3 years ago, I just joined the work, as simple as a blank sheet of paper, with full enthusiasm and simple ideals, and went to the university of society.
On the morning of my first day at work, I took a simple trip and a letter of introduction, and took the shuttle bus to Gaojiayan Health Center. It took me about 2 hours to get to the fork road in Gaojiayan Town, where Lao Yi of the company waited with a scooter early. I asked Lao Yi, is there an ambulance at work? Lao Yi smiled and answered, there is only one scooter.
The health center is less than 5 meters away from Sancha Road. There are two small houses with two floors, one with brick-concrete structure and the other with civil structure. The staff dormitory is upstairs and the office area is downstairs. I was arranged upstairs in a tulou, in a small house of about ten square meters, with a bed, a desk and a stool, which is my new home.
The earthen building, except the exterior wall is made of mud and stone, has wooden floors and wooden stairs inside, and even the walls between rooms inside are partitioned by boards. I don't know how many years have passed since the taupe appearance. If someone goes upstairs, the floor will make a creaking sound. Sometimes when I come back from duty at night, even if I tread carefully, it will affect others' rest, but after a long time, everyone is used to it. I remember that once I wore shoes with a plastic base that was fashionable at that time, and I slipped directly from the upstairs more than three meters high down the stairs to the underground, attracting the onlookers of my patients downstairs.
At that time, it seemed particularly cold in winter, especially at night, when the wind was full of ears, and the closed window (the window was not glass at that time, but a plastic film) could get in at any time. Earth buildings seem to be shaking in the wind, which makes people worry that they will be blown away if they are not careful. But when I woke up, Tulou was still safe and sound.
There is a public pool on the east side of the first floor. When washing dishes, I always see a few mollusks quietly attached to the wet pool. Small snakes sometimes patronize, and occasionally they will be startled and scream involuntarily. The fellow villagers comforted us and said that it was a domestic snake, even if it was bitten, it would be fine.
The company has a simple canteen, and there are not many kinds of dishes. Most of the old workers only buy rice in the canteen and then go home to cook two side dishes. At that time, there was no liquefied gas, let alone natural gas. At first, firewood was used, and later, kerosene stoves or coal smelled very strong. Sometimes when my colleagues make something delicious, they always forget to invite me, a new bachelor, to taste it. Although the unit was surrounded by farmers and planted a lot of vegetables, it was not fashionable to sell vegetables in those days. Occasionally, my fellow villagers gave me some side dishes, because they didn't accept money and were embarrassed to take them again. Later, I found that each of the old workers had a vegetable garden of several square meters, which was very convenient for them to grow and collect. A year later, a colleague was transferred to the city and gave me his garden as a favor. Although the land is only a few square meters, it has greatly enriched my dining table. Sometimes I learn to make some side dishes to entertain my colleagues who get along with each other day and night. Although eating and drinking can't be compared with now, everyone is very happy.
National Highway 318 is in front of the unit, and the road surface is paved with sand and stones. Due to the large number of trucks, stones bouncing off the wheels sometimes hurt people. I remember one time, a big truck was running, and one of the wheels behind it actually ran away. The car didn't stop, and it didn't stop when it fell off the wheel. Instead, it flew all the way along the highway, knocking a fellow cyclist who was in no hurry to avoid it over a ridge more than one meter high, causing many skin bruises and blood all over his face. Maybe it was shock, maybe it was pain. When the fellow villagers were sent to the health center, they were still shaking all over and could not speak for more than an hour.
About 4 meters in front of the unit, there is a small river called Danshui, which is crystal clear at ordinary times and roaring in summer. There are many small fish growing in it, which is a delicacy on our table. During the break, we ride bicycles along the stream with our colleagues for more than ten kilometers to find the trace of fish. Although it may not always be fruitful, the process is unforgettable. There is a great fish growing in Danshui River with only one main thorn, which is delicious. Even now people often use it to invite rare guests from afar. The other is the giant salamander, which is named after the sound similar to the crying of a doll. It is precious and rare. Experts say that it is a sign of a good local environment, but it is not easy to eat wild giant salamander now because it has become a national protected fish. Danshui River in summer is a good place for us to enjoy the cool. Washing in the cool river will wash away the fatigue of the day.
In those days, there were no recreational activities after work, just playing cards, playing chess and occasionally watching a movie. The place where movies are shown in the town is open-air, but there is a fence more than two meters high around it. You have to bring your own chair to watch movies. I remember one afternoon my colleague told me that there was a good movie in the evening, and everyone was very happy. Colleagues Lao Li and Lao Deng told me that the three of us played cards today, and whoever lost would treat us. They may not have thought that I was full in the first game, and Lao Li and Lao Deng smiled at each other and stopped playing. I was supposed to pick them up for a movie, which became a big joke when we met each other.
The Danshui River, with a developed water system, is more than 5 kilometers in Gaojiayan, with a water level drop of nearly 2 meters. In the sixties and seventies of the 2th century, the villagers of Tujia mountain village gave full play to their collective wisdom and strength, and successively built three small hydropower stations in Weijiazhou, Baiguoping and Qingyan. At that time, our unit used the electricity generated there, and it is still releasing light and heat. According to the former No.5 Middle School teacher, Sun Yulin, who once taught us physics, participated in the site selection, design and construction of Qingyan Power Station.
After working in Gaojiayan for more than three years, under the guidance of teachers, I quickly adapted to the work there and fully realized the difference between hospitals and health centers. Health centers don't just see doctors, they have to know everything and do everything. At that time, everyone called themselves "tiger balm". Now there is a nice name, called general practitioner. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient, and visits or going to the countryside mainly depended on one pair of feet (everyone called it the No.11 car) or bicycles. For more than three years, I almost traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Gaojiayan, and I gained a strong friendship with the villagers. Until today, many villagers can still call my name.
although gaojiayan town is small, it is a place with stories and footprints left by martyrs. According to textual research, jurisdiction has been set up since the early Han Dynasty. She is the hometown of the poet Peng Qiutan; During the Agrarian Revolution, the first rural party branch in western Hubei was born here, and the peasant self-defense regiment, the backbone of the Sixth Army of the Chinese Workers and Peasants Red Army, was formed here. More than 12 heroes and sages emerged. During the period of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, the main position of the decisive battle in western Hubei was Changyang, among which the most famous, cruel and fierce six tug-of-war were launched in Gaojiayan, and the remaining trenches, bunkers and shell casings can still be seen today. The villagers of Gaojiayan did not forget the great trust of the martyrs, and built it into the back garden of Yichang with hard-working hands. High-speed and railways crossed the border and were decorated with bonsai along the way, which was pleasing to the eye, enjoyable and nourishing, and reproduced the poetry of Tujia people.
Thirty-six years have passed in a flash. This spring, I came to Gaojiayan Health Center again. Things have changed, and there is no trace of the earth building. In front of me are two five-story modern office buildings, and the number of medical staff has increased from more than 3 in those years to more than 5 now. The local villagers are no longer worried about minor illnesses and disasters. Dr. Chen, who once took me, is now over 7 years old and still in good health. He told me that over the past 3 years, there have been more than 2 medical staff in hospitals, some of whom have retired, some have gone into big cities, some have changed from doctors to big doctor, and the constant is the Danshui River, which is still flowing quietly there, and the water is still so clear and deep.