Red lanterns hanging high in the street are telling the charm of the Year of the Sheep. Xiao Yufang, the daughter of grade six, entered the international phonetic symbol cram school as soon as she had a holiday. A week later, it is the Lunar New Year. After work, I hurried to Tang Zhen with a small dialect and called my brother Yingchun. "Come and pick up your niece."
Yingchun said, "Why didn't you call earlier so that Dad could kill the chickens and ducks and bring them to you?"
I said, "Forget it. Tell dad not to kill it. "
Yingchun scolded: "If you think you don't bring it, my dad won't send it himself."
I was deeply moved by the words of Spring Festival. We all know the meaning of nian. It's just the particularity of my profession, and there are some things that must be done. Every year, my father would kill chickens and ducks and let me take them back to the provincial capital, saying it was the year of repression and celebrating. So, I secretly cursed that I would never enter the bus industry again in my next life, and I was too busy to even have a New Year's Day. However, on the 28th day of the lunar calendar, I was called by my father's phone. We all live at my sister's house in town.
My father is still thin, his hair and beard are gray, showing his true colors as he lay dying. Elder sister gave each of us a bowl of meat pie soup, which opened the chatterbox. Chatting, my father actually talked about my two aunts.
The first aunt lives in Doumen Village, Li Antang County. Father didn't mention her ranking, so let's call her aunt. At that time, my grandparents had a dozen brothers and sisters. Because the family was poor, the girls were forced to give them away. Even so, my father said that after my aunt got married, no matter how poor her family was, she would hold the wedding custom of returning to her hometown for three days. However, when my aunt saw my father and uncle, I didn't know what words to use to describe them. In a word, under menstruation's knee, she is like a band attached to family, which makes my father and uncle have a very happy childhood.
That year, my father went to Li Antang County to stock up for the village clinic, but I didn't expect to come to Doumen Village. My father was full of worries, thinking about spending less time with my cousin's son and more about my aunt, so he followed the vague footprints in his impression and found an old woman and asked her about her recent situation. The old woman said excitedly, "It's late. You are late. She is my family. She has been waiting for you here, almost ninety years old, and was picked up by her son two days ago. " Father asked, "Where did it go?" The old woman shook her head. "I don't know." Looking at her father's loss, the old woman comforted her: "As long as they are family members, they will definitely meet, because they are all in their hearts and can't be lost." When my father said this, he bowed his head and choked. I can clearly see the tears in my father's eyes. The father paused and added, "Actually, I had some money on me at that time and wanted to give her some money." Say that finish, father bowed his head again. We were all silent.
Let's call it second aunt. My sister-in-law is different. She married a man with children, but she had no children, so she was widowed a long time ago. Because of this, local villagers will dig at their sister-in-law. My sister-in-law will send a letter to her father while responding to "I have a nephew" and complaining to her father: "He will scold us for giving money to our family." Father quickly relieved: "Your old man is scolding his family, so forget it." My sister-in-law is such a woman with great personality. According to my father, his aunt will come to our house to get something to eat because she is hungry. No one at home dares to say anything, but her sister-in-law will argue with her. And when we were apart, my aunt and grandmother and I had a big fight.
As far as I remember, my sister-in-law is over 90 years old. She is neither deaf nor dumb. She can help cook at home, but her behavior is very slow. I slept on a wooden bed made of two long wooden benches. There is thick hay under the bed, and the sheets are broken and patched. I often hear that my sister-in-law doesn't like her man's grandson Zexin, but likes that quiet Zexin sister. More often, in my old age, my sister-in-law misses her nephew and my father. It is often my sister-in-law who sleeps in that broken bed and shouts her father's nickname-Russian. Zexin's sister will be coaxed like a child, while hurriedly letting people bring letters to her father. And my father, who has to support a large family of more than a dozen people, can't visit every day.
When father arrived, my sister-in-law stopped making trouble. However, dad won't be alone with my sister-in-law. Father has his own spectrum in his heart. My father sat beside my sister-in-law for a long time, and my sister-in-law looked at my father for a long time and never left. When my father got up to leave, my sister-in-law didn't know where she got her strength. She gripped her father's hand tightly and burst into tears. "You're gone again!" My father relented and said, "I have to feed a dozen people, too." I can't go to your old man's house. " At this time, the Zexin brothers and sisters will scold, "The Russians are coming, and they can't stay with you every day."
After all, my sister-in-law reluctantly let go of her hand and cried alone in bed. When he left, his father said to Zexin earnestly, "You, you should accept your temper and be kind to her old man's house. She will willingly leave you the gold. In fact, her old man's house is yours, so you should be good to her. " When my father said the word "good", his tone was particularly heavy. Zexin is also a travel businessman. He realizes the meaning of his father, feels his loyalty and kindness, and respects him more. Father came home all the way, tears rippling. In the following year, Zexin never went out again and stayed with her sister-in-law.
Zexin's wife was very anxious and complained at her sister-in-law's bedside. "Everyone went out to find money to come back for the New Year, but you slept in bed all day."
Zexin responded loudly: "Grandma raised my little one, and I don't want to raise her old one. In such a cold day, no one will keep her old man warm. Don't freeze her to death. "
Father listened and breathed a sigh of relief. Until one time I lived in menstruation's house, my tired father had a dream in bed. In the dream, my sister-in-law turned around my father's head and kept talking. Father may be really tired, vaguely remembering to blame: "Isn't it just that a shroud is not ready?" It's so late, and it's raining outside. I will go early tomorrow morning ... "My sister-in-law left a message" I will bless you "and left. Father remembered the memory of last night early in the morning and said goodbye to his aunt with a heavy heart. My mother told the news of my sister-in-law's death before one foot set foot in the house. So my father was deeply sorry for his rudeness last night and failed to listen to my sister-in-law's last words. Father rushed to Zexin's house eagerly, and I heard someone under the eaves talking about preparing for future generations. Father quickly interjected: "Shroud ..." Zexin heard the voice and replied: "Uncle came, and the shroud was ready, and it was made overnight. Everything is ready. " At this time, the father, the stone in his heart fell heavily and became comfortable.
Until now, my father still regrets that he didn't listen carefully to his sister-in-law's will that night. And I seem to see the soul of my sister-in-law around my father's bed, telling her heart. ...
A phone call from mom broke dad's complaining silence. My father got up and left. "The vegetable vendor is urging onions in the field."
The elder sister said, "Don't farm if you work hard all your life."
Father smiled and didn't respond. When my father moved the electric car to me, I obviously felt his vicissitudes, and my heart hurt inexplicably. A certain smell suddenly jumped out of trouser legs, whether it was a sigh, injury or affection. ...
(2)
When I saw Aunt Shu Lian struggling to climb the stairs with both hands, it was obvious that her shadow was very short, so short that it almost smelled like earth. I have mixed feelings and want to cry. I have been asking in my heart, is this my gentle and kind aunt?
"Aunt."
I called her all the way. Hearing the sound, she paused and looked up. It was me. She smiled excitedly. "Qingqing (my nickname) is coming!"
As soon as menstruation entered the room, I held out my hand and shook her hand. Fortunately, her hands are not rough except cold. Big cousin Binyun came to help her change her shoes at once. Menstruation sat on the sofa next to her, stretching her feet like a child of six or seven (I've never seen her need help putting on her shoes). This situation made me stare big eyes, only to find that Aunt Shu Lian's face was full of vicissitudes.
Then, the little sister-in-law helped a slim and abnormal woman into the house. I immediately took a small square to call someone, "This is your aunt. This-you should call it aunt. "
Sister Guihua saw my doubts. "Like my dad, the cerebellum is atrophied and I can't control my behavior."
My aunt said sadly, "I'm only in my early forties!" " Then he sighed and shook his head.
I also sighed: "This person is not afraid of poverty, but he is afraid of getting sick."
Sister Guihua was awakened by my words and felt the same way. Her chapped lips showed signs of crying. I immediately changed the subject. "Fortunately, your son is old."
Sister Guihua immediately turned grief into joy and said intermittently, "My son has gone to college."
I nodded and glanced at my aunt again, feeling her poverty. As soon as my aunt was born, she was forced to give it to the Wan family in Qiancun because Grandpa was afraid that she would not be brought up like the two uncles in front. I grew up with Guihua's father and served Guihua's father to the end. But I don't want Guihua to follow in her father's footsteps and come to menstruation.
Uncle Guohua was sad. He took out a bottle of medicinal liquor from his room and vaguely said to me, "Your father used it to treat your aunt's leg, which is very effective. Your father was scared by your aunt and ran twice. "
My aunt smiled. "I dare not eat. I will get drunk if I eat a little. "
I care about the tunnel: "You have to eat, too. Can't let your legs hurt? "
The little sister-in-law pointed her finger at her cousin Xiaoyun and interjected, "It was the medicine your brother's colleague brought from other provinces that made that leg stop hurting."
My aunt smiled and said, "The medicine is ok. Once I take it, my leg won't hurt. "
After a while, menstruation got up and went to turn over the meat in the refrigerator. "Binyun, come and help."
I knew what aunt meant, so I immediately went over and explained to her, "Aunt, don't do this. I just got back from my uncle's housewarming party. "
Aunt said, "If you come, you'll have to wet your mouth."
I said, "I know, aunt, I really don't want to do it." With that, I stepped forward and hugged my aunt, feeling her tenderness and smile.
When I was leaving, I said hello to my uncle. His father sat in a chair and narrowed his eyes.
"Your uncle is hard of hearing," said Bing Yun.
I asked according to the meaning of the words: "That alcohol and tobacco ..."
"I quit," said Bing Yun. "I usually just go for a walk in Hu Cheng Lake."
I was deeply moved by these words. Downstairs, just leaving. Unexpectedly, my aunt stood at the window and waved to me. "Goodbye, green! Remember to come again next time! "
The moment I waved to my aunt, I don't know why, but I felt the shadow of my sister-in-law from my aunt's manners. Blood is flowing, tears are swirling in the eyes, a feeling. ...
(3)
After my relatives and sisters had a good time at Aunt Shuhua's house, they only left me for dinner. During the dinner, my cousin Wen Bing also picked up his classmate Tan. As soon as Tan entered the door, he enthusiastically gave the red envelopes to his cousin Zhien and his nephew. Unfortunately, the son was ungrateful and threw the red envelope on the ground. I stepped forward and covered his little face with my hand. "You have too much personality." Tan tried to hide his inner anguish under the warmth of the year. Perhaps, his inner sadness came and went with the firecrackers outside.
When Wen Bing and I were alone, Tan spoke of her troubles. Tan married a foreign daughter-in-law and her family lived in Zhejiang. His wife is so stingy that Tan doesn't even know how much she earns a month. Moreover, Tan took out 4,000 yuan to maintain the monthly living expenses of his family, but his wife refused on the pretext that it was not enough. This made Tan extremely depressed and sad. I really don't know what words to use to describe this couple.
However, during the dinner, the most talked about among their classmates was another classmate. Call it talking about classmates. Talking about classmates is a classmate with authentic feudal family atmosphere. However, he married a wife, a spicy Sichuan girl. People have a glib tongue and quick movements. This Sichuan girl opened her own shop to support her family. Talking about students earning less money, doing short-term jobs with relatives, and male chauvinism. Talking about classmates is nothing, because he is Chuanmei's husband, and what she can't tolerate is her "bitter" parents-in-law. According to Xiao Wu, my cousin's daughter-in-law, Sister Chuan often calls her and tells her that Sister Chuan is pregnant. My parents-in-law still don't allow her to wash clothes with the washing machine, so she can only rub them by hand. Later, that Sichuan girl nagged Xiao Wu so much that she couldn't stand it. She said on the phone, "Never mind, never mind." In this way, Tan's classmate divorced her sister in Sichuan. But a year and a half later, they got back together, saying it was for their son.
When I heard this, I suddenly felt that there was a voice outside Teacher Tan's words. Did he also think of "separation"? Perhaps, Tan's purpose here is not just to pour bitter water, but for every reason. The feelings in this world ...
(4)
He has a thin figure, an unshaven beard and is not good at talking. See me, still grinning. His father is from Nanchang. My mother is Guangfu. Because he moved to Xiushui with his father's factory, he returned to the 720 factory in Nanchang. He cultivated water since he was a child, so he has a Jiujiang Shuixiu accent. I mistook him for a foreigner more than once.
He said, "I'm so stupid. I make mistakes every new year. The day before yesterday, that is, on the night of the third day of New Year's Eve, I parked my car in the parking lot when I got off work and accidentally smashed the front windshield of someone else's house. "
I smiled and comforted: "It's no big deal to break the money and eliminate disasters. Just buckle the stars."
He said helplessly, "Let him deduct it. Anyway, it is a star all the year round. "
I enlightened again, "At your age, the original unit should be bought out and put in a cage, so forget the money."
He said, "No, I didn't get into the cage. The whole family depends on me to work alone to support their families. My parents are over seventy years old and have a little pension. "
I was shocked: "Your wife ..."
Distressed, he said, "My wife never does anything. She is too lazy to die. She won't do anything if she is asked to sweep the floor. Oh, it's so bitter! " After a pause, he added, "This wife married the wrong person and killed her all her life. At that time, it would be nice to marry a country girl. Later, I wanted to divorce her. She cling to my dad only more than ten thousand pieces ... "
Hearing this, I looked at him in his 40 s and 60 s and chose silence. He added, "My daughter is nineteen years old and is a nurse. But her boyfriend told her to give up her career and said that she would support her for life. It's a dilemma whether to give up your job or go with that person. "
I said, "It's hard to find a job now. Why can't we have both? Moreover, the nurse is a good job, and it is a pity to lose it! "
He nodded in agreement. When I got off his car and watched him drive the bus all the way, my heart drifted away with the track that the car ran over, as if the track was full of his sadness. ...