Grandpa is a famous smoker in our small mountain village. It is said that when I was born, the midwife congratulated him, and my grandfather opened his mouth to thank him. The smell of smoke almost choked others. He complained, "You are a heavy smoker and you are not afraid of choking your grandson." At this time, I happened to be crying in the delivery room. My grandfather smiled: "Why, my grandson blames you for meddling, how can men not smoke?" Since then, grandpa's nickname of heavy smoker has been well known.
When I was 8 years old, I heard that my father was logging on the mountain and was accidentally cut down and killed. At that time, my mother was pregnant and angry and died in the hospital. The next year, grandma also passed away. I, a naive child, had to be dragged by my grandfather. It is said that when grandma was alive, grandpa was a big man and refused to help me when the oil bottle fell down, but since he took over and pulled me, he learned to cook, wash clothes and sew buttons. I haven't asked my neighbors for help to do these things since I can remember.
I always wet the kang when I was a child. Grandpa usually only dares to sleep for a short time at night in order to tell me to pee. Then, he would sit and cook, and he wouldn't dare to sleep until I got up for the second time. It was a long night in winter, and once he couldn't help waking up and found that I peed heavily. Grandpa transferred the only mattress and let me sleep in the dry half, so he had to sleep naked on the mat. Woke up the next morning, alas, the patterns on the table were all on the old man's back, which made me laugh ... Every time I recalled these past events, my heart was particularly moved and bitter. I made up my mind: Grandpa, I will definitely let you live a good life!
But the days always pass slowly, and the more anxious, the longer. Finally read junior high school, can do the work. However, as soon as I stretched out my hand, my grandfather's face was pulled down and he reprimanded severely: "worthless thing, is this what you should do?" Help me put it there! "
The second impression my grandfather left me was that he liked fishbone very much. No matter how poor he is, he can always try to buy back some cheap fish and pick them out for me, saying that eating fish will burn his heart. I am surprised that the fish is so delicious, how can grandpa burn his heart? Grandpa said that you need fishbone to supplement calcium when you are old, otherwise you won't buy such expensive things and save medicine. I really believed it when I was a child, because grandpa never lied. Until one day, someone in the village held a wedding, and I held a ceremony with my grandfather. There is hairtail on the table. I looked at my grandfather and ate several paragraphs. At that moment, I suddenly realized that his old man's calcium supplement was a lie. He is saving fish for his grandson!
On the night I discovered the secret, I couldn't sleep all night. Tears flooded my ears and wet my pillow. Grandpa, one day, I will let you eat fish every day, and you can eat whatever you want!
Grandpa deserves to be a heavy smoker. Old people can smoke especially. Once he was ill, the doctor prescribed medicine and told him not to smoke. Grandpa was suddenly anxious: "Doctor, change the prescription. It's harder for me to quit smoking than to eat! " "But grandpa loves cigarettes, but he can only smoke inferior ones. He smokes that kind of tobacco most of the time. Once, a neighbor who broke out in the city came back from the New Year and took out a box of fine cigarettes in public on the avenue. Wow, grandpa's eyes are about to fall off! But that man only gave it to a few prominent people, not grandpa's business.
Grandpa was very upset. He spoke ill of others in front of me for the first time that night: "It is true that dogs look down on people. Grandson, you have to live up to expectations. I won't even bother to smoke his broken cigarettes for free in the future! "
That night, I lost sleep again. I am a sophomore, and my height is 1 m 73. How can I bear to watch my grandfather light a cigarette like that!
At that time, I stayed at home during the winter vacation, and the idea of eating was boring, so I couldn't review my lessons at all. In all kinds of anxiety, I thought of Pongo. Although Pongo basically didn't study, he boasted that if he wanted to do it, nothing was impossible. I told this idea to Brother Peng, and Pongo was almost moved to tears. He kept giving a thumbs up: "Brother, your filial piety will touch the world. Pongo, I just want to make a little money, so I'll take you with me. In the front, you can not be afraid of suffering, but keep it secret. " I hooked up with him without thinking.
A tense deadlock
After three days of careful preparation, the time is ripe. I lied to my grandfather like Pongo said, saying that I would help Pongo with his homework and would not come back at night. Grandpa agreed happily and praised me a few words.
Pongo prepared a knife saw with a sharp file. After dark, we had a full stomach and went to Daomugou. Just as I was approaching the plantation, suddenly the light of a flashlight shook around here, and then I heard a severe cough. It turned out to be ranger Du Bobo, who came back from the mountain patrol so late? Pongo hurriedly pulled me into a deep ditch. Pongo motioned to me, no matter how to don't make any noise. We stood with our backs against the ditch wall, and the atmosphere was afraid to come out. If the ranger finds that the confiscated knife and saw is light, it will be bad to make trouble, and he will be fined and detained!
Du Bobo may have heard the sound. He came straight over, stood above our heads and observed for a long time. Fortunately, he didn't find us. Unfortunately, the old man urinated at the bottom of the ditch first, and the urine spilled on Pongo's face and a little in my mouth. Pongo is an ancient experience, and naturally endured humiliation. I also saw the seriousness of the matter and tried not to move.
After Du Bobo finished urinating, he squatted by the ditch and smoked.
Just now, when I slipped to the bottom of the ditch, the residual snow got into the collar of my cotton-padded coat with frozen soil particles, which soon melted, cold and greasy, not to mention uncomfortable. But for fear of being heard by people overhead, I dare not reach out and take it out.
Time passes so painfully. Du Bobo finally finished smoking this cigarette, stood up and walked away. We were preparing for exercise when he somehow turned back, leaned back and lit the second cigarette ... Is he going to wait here until dawn, then we can't freeze to death alive!
The melted snow on my back flowed to my waistband. When the cold wind blows, I'm shivering with cold, my nose itches and I want to sneeze. I tried to bear it. Afraid and cold, I almost collapsed. I might as well let Du Bobo take me to the police station, at least in a warm room for interrogation. Just at the critical moment when I couldn't hold on, Du Bobo finally stood up, patted the dust on his ass and left with a cough.
Pongo woke me up from a semi-coma: "What's the matter, little guy?"
This surprise filled my heart with pride: "Who is the chicken? Say, how. "
Pongo patted me on the shoulder and gave me a thumbs-up sign. We found a shallow ditch and climbed back to the ground with small bush branches.
We entered the plantation planted 20 years ago. Brother Peng is really visionary. He doesn't wear that kind of chainsaw, for fear that the loud noise during operation will disturb the ranger!
We took turns sawing off four trees slightly thicker than the mouth of the bowl with a knife, only cutting off a section about my height from the root, and the rest could only be thrown away. To tell the truth, it hurts, but I don't care so much for my wish.