In the 1980s, life in rural areas was particularly poor, and parents followed the villagers to go out to work. When I was four years old, I lived with my grandmother who was in her sixties. Grandma is very small and her feet are very small. As long as I can remember, all the way was her heartbreaking cry: "Little darling, slow down, be careful, grandma can't catch up with you." I think this is particularly interesting. I don't care about grandma's voice. I think grandma is too old to catch up with my little doll, but she will run faster, just like a cat-and-mouse game. What I never expected was that whenever I played like this, Grandma Feet always ran out of breath.
At night, it finally quieted down. Grandma sat under a big buttonwood tree in the yard, holding a big fan to drive away mosquitoes. I will lie on my grandmother's lap and listen to her hum some beautiful songs. Even in primary school, I still like lying on my grandmother's lap, feeling that it is my warmest harbor bend. Grandma can tell some simple stories, but I think it is the most beautiful language. What I can't forget most is that grandma looked at the stars in the sky and said, "Hey, do you know if people on the ground die, there will be one more star in the sky?" I asked my grandmother, the last time Grandpa Zhang died in the village, didn't the villagers say that there was another star missing in the sky? Grandma said, "If grandma dies, there will be one more star in the sky to bring light to my dear in the dark ..."
Later, in class, I heard the teacher say that lesbians had to bind their feet before liberation, and I heard the teacher explain that it was a cruel behavior to bind their feet from the age of four or five. Listen, I can't believe I cried. I feel sorry for my grandmother. Her little feet have suffered so much. That day, when I got home, I threw myself into her arms and didn't want to leave for a long time. I thought to myself, when I earn money, I must buy grandma a pair of the most comfortable shoes in the world.
Until I am sixteen, my parents will take me to the city to attend high school. If possible, they will also let me go to college. Do not suffer from illiteracy. I want my grandma to go with me. My grandmother didn't agree with me this time and resolutely refused to go to the city with me. She insisted that my grandmother was too old to adapt to life outside. She should guard my old buttonwood and my nest. This is my root.
When I was a sophomore, I thought I would go home to see my grandmother this Spring Festival, and I wanted to buy her a pair of comfortable leather shoes to comfort her little feet. I went out to work in a restaurant on weekends. After two days, my back ached, thinking that my grandmother would be elated and miserable when she saw the gift I bought him with my own money. During the Spring Festival that year, grandma put on the leather shoes I bought for her and ran around the village several times. Everyone told me that I bought this and served it for several days. I raised this child.
At that time, I often thought that when I graduated to earn money, my first salary must be given to my grandmother, so that she can buy whatever she wants, and never be stingy; When I graduate, I must also take my grandmother to live in the city for a period of time, take her by elevator and train; Take the subway and go by plane. Let her make me the best bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles every morning. I believe my heart will be beautiful one day. ...
However, I haven't graduated. When I was a junior, my grandmother left me, making all my plans go up in smoke, turning into memories and endless wishes. Grandma was buried in the nearest village because she said we would get off there when we went back.
Grandma's departure made me unable to extricate myself from the pain and felt that my whole childhood and youth were over. Grandma is the warmest harbor in my heart. Without a safe haven, the human soul is like floating in the world, with nowhere to park.
One night, the whole college was blacked out, and the sisters in the dormitory were very excited, dragging me to the grass next to the playground to see the stars in the sky. They were talking about a handsome guy in the department, but I looked at the stars in the sky and remembered what my grandmother said: "If I die, there will be one more star in the sky, which will add some light to my embarrassment." My grandma, are you in the sky at this time? Which star are you? From that day on, I believe grandma must have turned into a star and winked at her on a starry night.
Time flies. Grandma has been gone for many years. Over the years, I have become accustomed to the rhythm of walking on the concrete road in high heels, and I met my love. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I will go back to the yard under the buttonwood tree for two days and talk about my whispers in front of grandma's grave. From one person, to two people, to three people now. My hometown is changing year by year, and no one knows that the old buttonwood can accompany us for several years.
No, when I went back to Qingming last year, everyone in the village was talking about demolition. Several nearby villages have been painted as industrial land and industrial parks will be built. I am deeply disappointed that not only the house but also the grave will be demolished. Grandma's nest can't be moved, so it no longer exists. My husband understood my mind and said to me seriously one day, "Smile (my pen name), I have good news for you. My cousin, a graduate student in the United States, said that it is popular abroad to turn ashes into diamonds, and their tutor Professor Johnson not long ago.
I'm happy to make grandma a diamond, but can grandma's bones be made into diamonds? Is it a scam? We commissioned a foreign cousin to consult and investigate. This technology of cultivating diamonds from ashes is patented. The technology of diamond cultivation abroad is ahead of that in China 15-20 years. Moreover, in recent years, a kind of bone marrow spar similar to bone marrow diamond has appeared in China, and some people call it life spar, but it is not as bright as life diamond. My cousin recommended "Love is the World", the first company in China that deals in ashes diamonds.
When we saw the theme "Love will never go far" on the Internet, I firmly chose them, especially the name "Love will never go far". After communicating with their staff, I suggested that I burn my grandmother's bones to ashes, make a yellow diamond, then wear it on a necklace and take her with me. Grandma lived in the place closest to my heart, and she gave me warmth in those years.
This year, Tomb-Sweeping Day wore a special diamond necklace around her neck. I want to take her to the escalators, high-speed trains and planes in shopping malls, just like taking her to every city with grandma's care. Now, under the care of my grandmother, my career is going well and my life is very happy. Every time I work overtime until late at night, I will look up at the sky and the stars in the sky. I gradually believe that everyone who has lived can give it to me.