XINRAN: Do your four children understand you now? Are they proud of you?
SUN: Who knows?! They complain about me all the time: 'Being shut up all day in that school has made you stupid. Our family has no money and no connections. Other people used their family connections to do this or that.' Actually, I think that people should rely on their own abilities. What, me, no connections? The mature cadre students I saw through college were all over thirty. The lowest were senior doctors or managers of village hospitals. I had an unusually good relationship with the cadre class of 1995. They said, 'We were so lucky to meet a teacher like you!' Just before they left, they bought me a notebook and a pen and wrote messages inside for me to remember them by. The older ones said that they were both my students and my friends. The younger ones said: From now on I'll call you Mother.
XINRAN: That's a friendship to cherish all your life.
SUN: Of course. Why do you think I'm never able to slow down?
XINRAN: Do you think it was worth it, this life of yours?
SUN: I often say: there's nobody who has done this before me, and nobody will do it after me. How can I put it? In my life, although I've never been a public figure, I've managed to get one thing out of it: nobody has ever said that I kept the students back. Everybody says that Teacher Sun is extremely strict. Whenever I told the students to be in the classroom, I'd always be there ten minutes beforehand, waiting at the door. It's only the students who are late. I've never been late. In those years many people were like that, our generation, I'm just one of them, a drop in the ocean.
XINRAN: There aren't very many teachers like you. Only a very few women then had such great courage, or such decisiveness, endured such hardship, or did so much. To this day you don't admit defeat, and you are still so sure of yourself. How many people are like that? And another thing, do you agree that all the people of Shihezi – soldiers, teachers, or workers alike – have a responsibility to tell people about this history, to tell our children? Things just like what you said just now: how to make chairs out of clods of earth, how to sit on an earth stool in winter, how to find love in the barren desert, how to bring up children while devoting yourself to your career. But the main thing is that you are aware of your happiness today, you can feel it, and be satisfied with it.
SUN: That's right! I really am extraordinarily content with my present situation, my husband says: I never imagined such a comfortable old age, not even in my dreams. We've come to the big city. We live in a block of flats. I'd never have dreamed it. I'm absolutely content. My husband says that when I dream I wake up smiling. My oldest son has a car. On Sunday when he's at a loose end he says, 'Dad, Mum, I'll take us on a drive to the outskirts.' When my husband's sitting in the car he's happy inside. You have no idea how happy, he says he'd never even have dreamed of such a thing.
At midday, I invited the two old people to have lunch with us in the hotel, and I used this time to ask them a few questions.
XINRAN: Tell me, which of you was the first to raise the question of courtship? Your wife has told me about how she fell for you as soon as she saw you, before anyone had introduced you. She'll have talked to you about this, I dare say?
SUN'S HUSBAND: No, she hasn't talked about it.
XINRAN: How did it come about that you agreed to marry her?
SUN'S HUSBAND: I don't really know. [He laughs.]
XINRAN: Ooh, getting married without love or feelings, can this be a Chinese man? Tell us about it. Many young Chinese think their parents don't know anything about emotions. They think they just got married as part of a routine process. Was it really like that?
[He doesn't reply.]
XINRAN: How did you arrange your marriage ceremony?
SUN'S HUSBAND:
SUN: We didn't have any money when we married. I made everything for my marriage myself, including a set of two quilts. First I had to lug all my things to the school. Then after class I carried everything on my own back to get married, a walk of two kilometres. One of his old comrades had gone back home on a family visit. There was nobody living in his quarters, so the leader said we could use this one room for our honeymoon. There wasn't a stick of furniture. The table they used for meetings became a bed. We covered it with plant stems, plastered them with mud, put in a hot-water bottle, and that was our honeymoon suite! There was a simple meeting hall nearby, and 110 workers came to our wedding. The hall had a mud stage, and we stood on it. The leaders witnessed the marriage, and then we handed out sweets and cigarettes. We bought several kilos of sunflower seeds and several more of sweets, and they docked two months from his salary to pay for them. So after we got married, he had to pay off two months of debt. He was a total pauper, not a penny to his name.
XINRAN: And after the sweets, cigarettes and sunflower seeds?
SUN'S HUSBAND: We all sang a song together.
XINRAN: Can you still remember the song you sang?
SUN'S HUSBAND: 'We Come from the Five Lakes and the Four Seas'. [He laughs again.]
XINRAN: Oh, I can sing that, too. Have you told these things to your sons and daughters?
SUN'S HUSBAND: No, we haven't.
XINRAN: Why not?
SUN'S HUSBAND: Things were different then.
XINRAN: Were you afraid they'd laugh at you, or afraid they wouldn't understand? I think that sometimes it isn't that the sons and daughters don't understand, it's that the older generation are worried their children won't understand. In fact, once the children reach a certain age, they do understand. Another thing, Teacher Sun said that you didn't take a photograph when you got married.
SUN'S HUSBAND: We don't have any wedding photos, it just wasn't possible to take one when we were first married. Our first family photo wasn't taken until we had our third child, when we could finally afford to take a posed family picture at the door of our ramshackle little house. Afterwards the man who took the picture came under suspicion as a counterrevolutionary because he had a camera, but he managed to escape.
XINRAN: For what reason?
SUN'S HUSBAND: What 'reason' could there be in those days? If even a child said a wrong word they'd be made a counter-revolutionary. It was senseless! A camera or a radio could be evidence of being a 'secret agent'. At that time who could say for sure what had happened? And if anyone did say anything, they would come in for years of torment too! That's why our Chinese scholars and leaders are different from foreigners. The foreigners would never believe 'the more knowledge, the more reactionary' like our worker-peasant cadres!
We all laughed, but it was bitter laughter.
I hoped to hear the true history of Shihezi from their voices. I could see that Teacher Sun and her husband were getting along well enough with me that we had built up a mutual trust. I wanted to ask them to teach me about the background to 'Shihezi people', which I had never been able to get straight in my mind.
XINRAN: Teacher Sun, what sort of people was this Shihezi Corps made up of?
SUN: The very earliest corps was a group led by General Wang Zhen, an army that came to Shihezi. They were told to garrison and protect the borders, to guard Xinjiang, and to become self-sufficient. They wanted to engage in production, so they didn't have to depend on the state for support.
XINRAN: Protecting Xinjiang in the Gobi Desert? Production in the desert?
SUN: I really haven't thought about it. People in the 1950s didn't discuss their past lives much, we didn't ask
