Names of people in Xinjiang, original title: Toksun County, Xinjiang: The small stove warms our hearts
"Paridan, a guest is here, take care of the guest, I will go out and take him Guest". These are the words that "relative" Hailili Xianmuxi told his daughter before leaving home. At the same time, it also kicked off my life in the village.
Paridan is the daughter of a "relative". Her full name is Parediguli Hailili. Her father is a taxi driver. Although his profession is small, he has always taught his daughter to study hard. , use practical actions to help others, and don’t neglect doing good deeds just because they are small, so he named his daughter Paridan, which means angel of love, hoping that she can help more people when she grows up. Palidan is currently studying nursing at Xinjiang Vocational Skills Training College. She graduated in June this year. She hopes to work as a nurse in a hospital after graduation. This is what Parediguli Hailili told me later after I got to know her better.
After her mother left home, Parediguli Hailili moved with her father and younger brother to her grandmother’s house. Firstly, her grandmother’s house was close to home, and secondly, her home was about to be demolished. All daily utensils have been moved out, and normal life is no longer possible. Because of our arrival, our enthusiastic father made a special trip to pick up his daughter and stay with us. When we first entered the house, the dark room had only four walls. A small stove was placed on the left side of the room, and an iron fire wall was embedded in the wall. It must have been set up by the owner to heat two rooms at the same time. The owner used iron wires and nails to fix several wooden boards into one piece, and laid a thick layer of plywood on top to firmly reinforce it, and then used steel pipes to be organically combined to form a frame, and a large bed was made. , this is our resting place.
At the beginning of our stay, Paridan was very indifferent to us and was hesitant to chat with us. Even though it's spring, it's still cold at first, and the house that hasn't been occupied for a long time feels even colder. I planned to light a fire to keep warm. Paridan said bluntly that there was no coal, so I got up and went outside to pick up firewood. There were several thicker firewoods that were half buried in the soil, so I used all my strength to pull them out. , the dirt and dust suddenly spread, and I choked and coughed. Nana, who came with me, also helped to clean the yard and tidy up the house. Despite this, Nana and I persisted. After a morning's work, everything was ready, just waiting to light the fire, but we couldn't do anything without the owner's permission, so we had to stop. Nana's body was already relatively thin, and now she was shivering from the cold. It was only during the day, and it would get even colder at night. Besides, isn’t it that we are settling down to bring the Party’s blessings to thousands of households and build bridges of connection through preaching? Nana’s phone suddenly rang, and the beautiful music made people intoxicated. Unintentionally, I discovered that Pa A look of pleasure and joy flashed across Lidan's face. Finally found a breakthrough, she likes music. So, I took the opportunity to ask Paridan about Uyghur dance skills, and showed her the photos of my husband dancing Uyghur dance during the Lantern Festival in Bazar Village a few days ago, and told her how well my husband danced. So good, this suddenly aroused Paridan's interest, and she began to talk about how to use dance freely. Nana took advantage of the opportunity and turned on the dance music on her phone to let Paridan show us. Paridan was a little nervous at first, but later became like a fish in water. He also pulled me onto the "dance floor". After the song was over, Paridan took our hands and said, "Sisters, I'm sorry, I neglected you. I thought the cadres in the city were all aloof, but I didn't expect you to be so approachable. Thank you for giving me warmth." .
Paridan took the initiative to take us to the backyard, filled a dustpan full of coal, and everyone happily lit a fire. The fire lit up the whole room and everyone's face. , and at the same time it shines into everyone’s heart.
As night fell, the feelings between the three girls also heated up. The three girls began to talk about the rapid changes that had taken place since the 19th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, about the unity of the nation and the family, and about the bright prospects for the future...