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[358] The tallest Bodhisattva

After finishing the glutinous rice cakes he kneaded, Political Commissar Jiang put down the wooden bowl and said, "Master Slang Wendui, is your family of three full? How is your life?"

Uncle Slang Wendui handed the cloth bag containing compressed biscuits and ham sausage to the boss, and sighed:

"The harvest in the field is just like that. If you want to rely on the ten acres of poor land to feed yourself, it is impossible. After paying the rent, the remaining grain is just enough to make ends meet. Even so, there are still one or two months a year. They have to live by eating wild vegetables in the mountains.

Relying on my good legs and feet, I am familiar with this mountain, and I often go into the mountain to dig herbs and sell them to the merchants who receive them. This can bring in more than ten silver dollars every year.Otherwise, just paying the birth tax for the first four children would drag me into poverty. "

Commissar Jiang asked, "Is there a tax for having a child?"

Slang Wendui opened his eyes wide and said: "Why is the army so strange? Don't Han people pay birth tax? Boys are four taels of silver, single eyelids plus four taels, girls one tael five, so many piles of poor and slaves are all because they can't pay. When the birth tax is raised, the child falls to his death after birth.”

Political Commissar Jiang said with a heavy heart: "Master, are there any taxes to pay?"

Slang Wendui sighed and said: "That's too much. Like me, in addition to the land rent to the lord, I also have to offer another [-] catties of highland barley as an annual respect. We Tibetans have to pay new shoes tax for wearing new shoes. Clothes have to pay new clothes tax, cows have to pay hoof tax, chickens have to pay chicken tax, chickens have to pay tax after laying eggs, ear tax, ewe tax, prison tax, burning material tax, butter tax, highland barley Tax, pay tax..."

Fan Ming interrupted: "What is ear tax?"

Slang Wendui said: "As long as you grow ears, you have to pay taxes. If you don't pay, the lord will cut off your ears."

Fan Ming lowered his head, clenched his fists to suppress his anger, and hummed heavily.

Commissar Jiang was terrified when he heard this, and asked, "Then don't you owe the lord money?"

Slang Wendui said blankly: "Is there anyone who doesn't owe the lord money? My family has owed the lord more than 200 taels of silver for three generations, and the temple has more than 70 taels of silver. Climbing up the snow mountain and picking snow lotus saved the life of the old lord, and the lord would not lend me so much."

He sighed again, and said numbly: "In fact, our family is not much different from those who are poor or slaves. They are all people holding empty bowls. Whether they can survive depends on the mercy of the lord."

Baima next to her had already carefully stuffed the compressed biscuits into her collared clothes. When she heard about digging the medicine, she couldn't help but put on a proud expression on her flushed face, and said, "Abba can recite the medicine." Climbing a thousand-foot snow peak with a medicine basket empty-handed is our Yajiang eagle! I passed my coming-of-age ceremony this year, and I want to learn from my father and dig medicine on the mountain.”

Commissar Jiang asked, "Do medicinal materials have to be taxed?"

Slang Wendui replied: "Give half of the medicinal materials to the lord."

Fan Ming asked in puzzlement, "Why do you still owe money to the temple?"

Slang Wendui said: "The nima pile in front of my house needs to be engraved with new sutra stones in the temple every year. I sell lamb skins and medicinal materials every year, so I ask the temple to carve large sutra stones and dance gods. On the day of the festival, even Hada was offered together."

Fan Mingdao: "Oh, no wonder people told me that Nima piles are made of silver."

Slang Wendui said with some pride: "The Nimadui in front of my house is the donation of three generations of my family year after year."

Commissar Jiang's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but when he thought of the religious policy repeatedly emphasized by his superiors before entering Tibet, he finally changed his words: "It's getting late, let's go to the movies, uncle, aunt, Baima, You haven't seen the movie yet? Just take this good opportunity and go see it."

The aunt said: "I won't go, there are still a lot of cow dung pancakes that haven't been pasted. Slang Wendui took Baima to see what's new."

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On an early summer night in Yajiang Village, villagers gathered in the small square.

The piles of rubbish that had piled up in the square had disappeared at this moment, and the rotten and smelly water in the recesses had also been swept clean by the soldiers with the brooms they purchased in the village.Because of the arrival of the People's Liberation Army, this place has changed.

Some of the Tibetans sitting on the ground in the square are dignified headmen with thick felt pads under their bodies, and some nobles ride on the backs of their servants, so as to watch movies condescendingly, but most of them don’t mind Sitting directly on the floor, everyone came to watch the movie.

After a few Tibetan-speaking fighters from the propaganda team yelled desperately all afternoon, almost all the people in the village gathered in this small square tonight to clean up the area that had just been cleaned by the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army. The clean square is packed to the brim.

Even the poorest serfs in the nearby caves and ruined adobe houses came this time because of the propaganda of the PLA and the visits of the health teams.They were dressed in rags and their faces were dark, as if they had never bathed since they were born.

As if they knew their identities, most of the serfs hid far away, looking at the movie screen that had been erected in surprise.Even if they are far away from the crowd, their stench can still be smelled from afar.

Luo He shrugged his nose, and said to himself: "God knows how the girls in the health team can bear this smell."

Another projectionist, Wu Zhencheng, said in a depressed mood: "Those are serfs, and no one is born smelly. Now that they smell bad, it doesn't mean they will always smell bad."

Luo He nodded: "The day when the suffering people stand up is coming."

Wu Zhencheng stuck the film reel into the buckle slot with all his strength, pouted his mouth in the distance, and said contemptuously: "Look at those masters, they are still riding on the backs of the people."

Luo He looked over and saw the nobleman watching a movie on the back of a slave, and cursed: "Dog!"

Luo He is the custodian and projectionist of the propaganda team's projection equipment. Before the film is shown, the projection equipment of the propaganda team has been neatly placed behind the screen.Luo He connected the fully charged battery to the equipment. After debugging, he turned on the speaker and played Tibetan songs with the "precious" tape player issued by the central government.All projectionists across the country were told that this kind of tape recorder was very precious, and it cost more than 4000 yuan to import such a device from the Soviet Union.

Of course, the central government will not say that these are the cabbage price equipment purchased by Xiaoqiang in 2011.

The Tibetans were mesmerized by the song "The Turned Serfs Singing" played from the two push-pull speakers, and all of them showed excitement.

"It sounds good. Where does this golden voice come from? The voice seems to come from the other side of the cloud and the mountain. I have traveled to many villages in Kham, but I have never heard such a golden voice." A middle-aged mountain resident admired .

"Who is singing? Why didn't you see anyone there? Was it singing behind the big white cloth?" Some Tibetans eagerly asked the people around them while stretching their heads to look around.

Luo He didn't stop, and then played "The Glory of Chairman M". The high-spirited tune and exquisite singing infected many Tibetans who didn't even know who the chairman was. People's Liberation Army soldiers applauded like that.

After the two songs were played, Luo He and Wu Zhencheng had finished inserting the film and adjusting the film projector. Luo He turned on the film projector with the film inserted and began to officially show the film.

The movie "Serf" has begun to be screened.

This black-and-white film was born in 1959 after the Tibetan rebellion in 1963. There are not many dialogues in the film, but the lens language that seems to have magic power is so thick and straightforward, carrying a silent force and hitting hard. Hit in the heart of every audience.

At the beginning, the Tibetans who saw the film for the first time looked at the living person on the screen with a kind of devotion as if they were dealing with magic, and listened to the voice with great concentration.They were amazed and excited to see a movie for the first time in their lives.

A small headman nearby also came to watch the movie. As a member of the ruling class from an aristocratic family, when he was a guest at the home of the great lord of Qamdo, he had seen several British movies shown by the owner. Although he could not understand English, he finally watched it. What is the movie like.He heard that the film was surprisingly expensive. Even the great lord only collected a few films, and played them repeatedly to pass the time in exchange for a sense of superiority, and entertained himself at home.

The little headman praised: "This is exactly the same as the one I watched at the house of the great lord of Changdu. It is indeed a real movie. The central government is really rich. It is too wasteful to let these slaves watch this."

In the square, some Tibetans have excitedly recited Buddhist scriptures and praised the Dharma.In their view, movies are like miracles, and there is no doubt that they must be blessed by Buddhism.

Gradually, as the plot of the movie progressed, some people began to cry in the square, and more and more people were crying, and a deep sob infected everyone both vocally and silently.

Even the little headman said with some emotion: "This master is too unkind, to be his slave is really the most despicable life, he must have committed a crime in his previous life, and wants to be this kind of master's slave in this life .”

Some Tibetans in the square began to turn the prayer wheel in their hands, praying for the salvation of the miserable people in the film.

Many of the serfs in the distance shed tears and lamented that their fate was as miserable as the serfs in the movie.A silent force swept people's hearts, and many people's souls were deeply shocked for the first time in their lives.

The noble who was riding his own slave also climbed off the back of his slave at some point, and stood beside the crowd watching silently.

Slang Wendui and Baima, the father and daughter, sat next to Political Commissar Jiang and Head Fan, watching the movie up close.

With tears streaming down his face, Slang Wen kept repeating in a low voice: "This is life, this is life, this is..."

However, Baima's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and for the first time in her life, she was hit by a storm of thoughts in her head, making her constantly think about why, why the life of a serf is so despicable, and will continue to be so despicable forever.

Halfway through the film, the Tibetan girl in the film said affectionately to the serf Jamba:

"...a red sun rose from the east, and a tall Bodhisattva stood in the sun. He could see everything. He saw the highest place in the world, and someone was suffering the deepest suffering. With one move of the Bodhisattva's hand, the Bodhisattva soldiers crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to relieve people's great suffering! Each Bodhisattva soldier has a five-pointed red star on his head..."

When Baima saw this, she turned her head and looked at Fan Ming who was sitting beside her, thinking in shock: "So, the army was sent by the Bodhisattva! It's the Bodhisattva's soldiers! They are here to save the great suffering! It is said in the movie It's - Jinzhu Mami!"

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