At the wedding, I met Mei Jie's daughter Ying Ying. She shouted "old aunt", and I hurried forward to hug her tightly. Sister Mei has been away for more than a year because of illness, and her daughter has become a motherless child. She just got married and started a family, and she has to take care of her brother who is going to college. This girl must be full of grievances. We found a corner to sit down and talk slowly. Ying Ying looks like Mei Jie. Big eyes and double eyelids are the proudest features of our sisters. Eyes are the windows of the soul, because they are all big eyes, and my sisters are smart and handsome, and their personalities are strong and unyielding. Mei Jie struggled for half his life and fell ill. She left us in her fifties.
Grandpa has four brothers, and these four brothers gave birth to ten sons. Ten fathers' brothers each gave birth to at least two children, and some gave birth to three or four children. My father ranked ninth, so my cousins became a large group. Growing up in a small mountain village, I was covered by them from an early age. I was not wronged at school, and my childhood was very happy.
The small village is surrounded by mountains, quietly located in a large open space, and a small river flows slowly in front of the village. The uphill is shaded by trees, and pieces of wide and flat black land raise our sisters year after year. They all grow into smart and beautiful girls with big eyes and double eyelids.
My old house is next to Bo Er's. There is a stout elm tree in front of Bo Er's house. It is said that it was planted by grandpa's grandfather. Every spring, elms are green. My sisters and I used wooden sticks to spread elm trees to eat, and chewed them sweet and refreshing. After school every weekend, just play with your second sister. She took us to burn potatoes in the mountains and catch fish in the river until we were all black.
Sister Ping is ten years older than me. She is the first girl in our village to learn cutting. Every New Year, when Sister Ping is busiest, people in the village pull cloth to make clothes. The most unforgettable dress is the latest blouse designed by Sister Ping for me. It has a patterned neckline with an iron and a high collar. The cloth has different colors and the hem is slightly wider. Dark pockets are cut on both sides and stitched with patterns. I put on a flowered coat and looked like a little princess at that time. All I heard was praise. During the Spring Festival, I said the most: "Sister Ping sewed this for me."
My sister is a good knitter. A sweater can be made in three to five days. When talking and chatting, a sweater sleeve is completed, and threading the needle is called agility. Working in the fields like a tomboy. In fact, my aunt has always raised my green sister as a son! After school, I have been cutting pig grass with Sister Qing and going up the mountain and down the river. With her around, anyone's laundry list will be full.
Our sisters are all in a group when they play. I try to please them like a follower in the sisterhood. They are in their youth and full of energy. It takes only a few minutes to go to someone else's house in winter, bringing in a room full of air conditioners, making my ears red with cold, being scolded by adults, not wearing hats, thick coats and so on. Then they turned around together, swarmed out and continued to walk into the next room.
We have walked for twenty years from the village east to the village west, and we have never felt long. Walking, my sisters ended their youth one by one and got married; Walking and walking, I also finished my childhood, and we walked through the days of parents' care and willfulness together; Walking, we walked into another life!
In a blink of an eye, my sisters and I have reached middle age, and our two sisters have left us. There is still high blood pressure at home, which is more or less a minor problem. No matter who goes through the ups and downs of life, there is always a sister's comfort and figure to accompany her through the most difficult time. My sisters are very happy, and they are all treasures in the hands of my brother-in-law. Brother-in-law joked that they just have a crush on my sister's double eyelids and big eyes.
I have a backache for more than ten years, probably because I always grew up with praise when I was a child, and I also have big eyes and double eyelids like my sister. Under the influence of excellent sisters, I am too perfect and too strong to do anything. Cutting off my sharpness and stopping my anxiety is a severe punishment from life. It's time to have a good rest in the next few days and practice your mind quietly. It's indisputable that you don't climb. So I became the focus of these big-eyed girls. When the cold seasons alternate, I receive this message every day:
Second sister: "Sister, have you had a backache recently?" Keep warm. "
Sister Ping: "Little sister, it's getting cold. Please protect your waist. "
Elder sister: "Sister, I heard that there is a kind of plaster that is very useful. Give it a try! " " ……
My dear sisters, with the love and care of your, my little sister is very happy. No matter how difficult the patient will be in the future, I will be strong because I can't bear to part with you.
Just as I was writing at the end of the article, I received a message from Sister Ping: "Sister Ping, my daughter sells clothes for clearance, and my sister chose a woolen coat for you. It's a little thin to wear now. My sister went home for the New Year and brought it back to you. "
With you, my life is very warm