Swallow's grandfather and my grandfather are brothers from Liaoning, and now both grandfathers have died for many years. I have the same surname as Swallow, but the name is only one word apart, which looks a bit like it. I like my sister who is four years older than me. Maybe I only have a naughty brother, and I cling to this cousin like a sister.
Swallow's father went to work in Heilongjiang for some time when he was young. There, he met a hardworking and beautiful Mongolian girl, and they fell in love at first sight. From then on, the swallow's father stayed in the Inner Mongolia prairie for love.
After several years of marriage, my uncle and aunt gave birth to two boys and two girls. Swallow is the youngest daughter.
That summer, when I was five years old, I took a three-day and two-night train with my grandmother to the swallow's house. The memory of taking the train is very vague, but when I got off the train, I saw the sparse yurts in the distance. This scene often comes to my mind.
On the day we arrived at the station, Sister Swallow's family went out to meet us at the station. Her brother lifted me to the top of my head, which made me cry. These are what my grandmother said later, and I can't remember this paragraph at all.
I remember that her house is not a yurt, just like our brick house in Liaoning.
My uncle and aunt are very enthusiastic about us. They drink milk and eat milk slices every day, stew beef in a big pot from morning till night, and often make my favorite sticky bean bag. It tastes sour and sticky. I stayed in the prairie for two months and fed me fat.
My brothers and sisters go to school during the day, and I play alone in the yard, waiting for them to come back from school while playing.
My aunt is afraid that I will be alone. She asked her neighbor's little yellow dog to accompany me, and my uncle tied a thick rope to his big iron door frame for me to swing.
That summer, swinging with my dog made me forget my homesickness.
Of the four brothers and sisters, I am most attached to swallows. She is much taller than me, looks like an aunt, has a little yellow skin, a high nose, big eyes and loves to laugh. She laughed, her teeth neat and white.
Our usual entertainment is to play with my little brain. She likes to sit on the grass and comb my hair, braid all kinds of braids, tie small wild flowers and then run with me on the grassland. When she was tired of running, she dragged me to roll on the grass.
Swallows also took me to the grain depot to steal melon seeds. Uncle often scolds her for not letting her go when she works in the grain depot. The little girl is always naughty, and the more adults don't let her do it, the less they agree with what adults do.
One night, the swallow asked me to take me to a fun place and told me not to tell anyone. She took my hand and walked a long way. I see a high wall and an iron gate. She took me through the gap under the iron gate. After entering, large and small granaries came into view, higher than the roof.
She took me to a small granary. There is a small hole at the bottom of the granary, and the melon seeds inside have flowed out from the breach. Swallows stuffed my vest into my shorts and melon seeds into my back, and soon my stomach bulged. I think it's fun, so I'm happy.
She saw that my stomach was already very big and began to stuff melon seeds on my back. When her stomach was already very big, she stopped stuffing it and took me back the same way. It's hard to go back. The gap in the iron gate is too narrow, I can climb out. She is too tall and fat to get stuck there. Finally, she called out the adults in the grain depot, and she was carried back and sent the melon seeds back. Because I was a first-time offender and I was outside, I brought the melon seeds back to me. In the evening, my aunt fried the melon seeds I stole in a cauldron, and the smell was everywhere.
The reason why this memory is so clear is that after I came back, the swallow was told by my uncle that I was crying. I cried when I watched the swallow cry. When I was five years old, I was regarded as a thief by my sister. That was the only time I took something that didn't belong to me.
The happy summer is not over yet. My grandma and I just lived in Swallow's house for a month, and my father took us back. My mom asked my dad to come, because my mom wanted me to cry, but I was crazy at Swallow's house. I cried and cried when I left, and I couldn't bear to leave.
When I saw the swallow again, I was already in junior high school. She has become a quiet 17-year-old girl, and I am still the crazy girl.
My uncle took her by train for three days and two nights, and took her to my house as a guest to treat her. Before she came, my uncle sent a telegram saying that he would bring her. I waited and expected every day for those days.
One day after school, as soon as I walked into the gate, I saw a girl in a yellow skirt coming out of the room, tall and with big eyes, smiling at me. She saw me without saying a word, held me in her arms and we all cried.
She is ill, a very serious disease, which runs in the family. Several sisters on her mother's side all got this disease, kidney disease, and eventually became uremia.
Swallow began to show symptoms at the age of fifteen, and my uncle took her everywhere to see a doctor. Hospitals in Heilongjiang traveled all over, came to Liaoning, and lived in my home for three years.
Swallows have been drinking all kinds of Chinese medicines every day for three years. My mother cooks medicine for her, and I hand her water to accompany her. The soup is bitter, and the bowls filled with medicine are all black and can't be washed off.
Although the medicine became more bitter and the face of Sister Swallow became more and more yellow, the symptoms were indeed much less than before, and the sin was not in vain. After stopping taking drugs for half a year, she gradually recovered her vitality and played with me. /kloc-The 0/8-year-old swallow has a beautiful smile!
After stopping taking medicine for two years, the physical condition basically returned to normal, and it was the age to talk about marriage.
Introduced by relatives, Swallow married a man with a short marriage history. On the wedding day, our whole family went to see her off and brought all kinds of dowries. Although her parents are not around, we also want the swallow to get married! Clever brother-in-law is very kind to swallows. One year after marriage, Swallow gave birth to a lovely daughter. The little girl looks exactly like a swallow.
How nice it would be to live happily ever after!
When the swallow's daughter was five years old, the swallow's symptoms came again, with sore back and leg pain. This time, the disease is more fierce than before. She was hospitalized, injected, took medicine, and had various remedies. This time, she never got better and worse. Finally, she was too sick to get up in bed, and the swallow was too weak to speak in bed.
The last time I saw a swallow was in summer.
I took a bag of fruit to see her in the hospital. Flowers are blooming in the small garden outside the hospital, and she has withered in the hospital ward. The pale swallow is lying in the hospital bed, so thin that it makes people feel distressed. She saw me coming and looked at me with bloodshot eyes, unable to speak. She motioned with her hand to go to the bathroom. I went to the bathroom to get the urinal, but she was too ill to pee.
That autumn, the swallow left, fell asleep and never woke up. My uncle and aunt took the swallow's daughter.
My little swallow sister is too tired to fly any more. She did not come back. She flew back to Inner Mongolia prairie!