Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 14

Just as my father said, my grandfather, with his sick and frail body, moved a long way to my home, panting to pick him up. Up to now, his only grandson has returned to his hometown.

There was only one excuse for my mother not to allow me to return to my hometown, but it was quite effective. It was almost impeccable: “Dad, Lu Lu has already gone to school!”

“However,” grandfather was not willing to: “he is still young, he is not old enough to go to school

“Dad, it’s good for children to go to school early!”

Mother said coldly, grandfather had to grin helplessly.

Grandfather’s stature is much shorter than his father, and he is not as strong as his father.

His haggard face was sickly waxy yellow, and his cheekbones protruded slightly because he was too thin. It was like a pair of hills that were about to collapse, clasped in a most inharmonious way on his knife like cheek.

As for the grandfather’s uninvited, although the mother’s heart was not welcome, but on the surface, or had to pretend to be sincere panic sincere fear.

At the same time, in order to show her respect for her grandfather, her mother handed over her financial power and handed over her father’s and her salary to her grandfather, who was in charge of the daily expenses of the family.

My grandfather has read private school, and he can write beautiful small script.

My grandfather is very serious about this temporary accountant and cashier. For this reason, he specially prepared a small book to record his daily expenses.

When mom and dad after work, grandfather will carry a small notebook, one by one to his mother and father reimbursement, ah, is a qualified family good accountant ah!

“Grandson,”

my grandfather touched my head with great love and taught me: “since you are in school, you should study hard and learn the knowledge, and you will have a place to use in the future.”

Grandfather cherishes knowledge, which has its unforgettable reason. Knowledge once gave his grandfather a second life. Therefore, grandfather’s value of knowledge is no less than that of life.

“Grandson,”

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my grandfather said with deep feeling: “if my grandfather had no knowledge, he would have died and would not have seen my grandson. Ah, the puppet Manchukuo ah, in order to guard against laomaozi, Japanese devils built blockhouses everywhere, which required a large number of labor. In order to attract workers, Japanese devils apportioned the quota of labor to every village. Of course, the village of grandfather’s family was no exception. The quota of labor was allocated to my grandfather. However, he was ill and could not do heavy work. If you don’t work, you’ll get Dutch. If your grandfather’s family is poor, you can’t afford to pay! ”

“Out of the lotus?”

I asked my grandfather blankly: “lotus, grandfather, what is called Lotus!”

“It’s a trick made by the devil. You’re young and don’t understand. To put it bluntly, it’s money!”

The grandfather continued: “grandfather can’t get enough money to go out of the lotus. He has no choice but to go out with everyone. We laborers are put into a big stuffy jar by Japanese devils. As soon as the train calls, we get into the boundless old forest. Alas! Love me. My grandfather has to wait for the fate.

The train goes on, on, on.

On the way, some Japanese devils came up and said that they wanted to find a skilled and educated person among us laborers.

Hey, hey, come out to work as a laborer. How many people have studied.

Japanese devils have been looking for a long time, and no one dares to sign up. Finally, the Japanese devil asked me about my head. Your grandfather said, “I’m ok. How many more can I write something?”!

As soon as the Japanese devils heard of it, they took a pen and paper and asked him to write a few words. Then he wrote his own name. The Japanese devil looked at it and nodded vigorously: Yo hee, yo hee!

Finally, the train stopped at a place called Hulin. The Japanese devil called me off the train and assigned me to the office to be a recorder.

In this way, my grandfather didn’t do drudgery, and his diet was much better than that of coolie workers, and he could take a bath. The workers, however, are miserable. They all live in the air leaking seals everywhere

“Diyinzi!”

I interrupted my grandfather again: “grandfather, what is the diyinzi?”

“Oh, yes, that’s right.”

my grandfather wrote: “dig a deep hole in the ground and build it with straw mat. It’s even a house. When the workers finish their work in the day, they sleep in it at night. It’s like a cellar. It’s wet and damp. When it rains, it’s miserable. The seal can be filled with dirty water. In winter, it’s even worse. The cellar has turned into an ice cellar. There are a lot of strong laborers. They are not tired to death by hard work. In winter, they are frozen to death in the underground seal! ”

The grandfather sighed: “grandson, if there is no culture, my grandfather’s body bone, this old bone, wow, would have been thrown into the mass grave. The neighbors who worked with me were not as strong as me, but how many of them could come back alive?”

“Dad

Dad came into the house after work and crept up to his grandfather. He stood upright like a child and made me want to laugh.

“Oh, it’s off work. What can I do for you?”

Grandfather stopped talking about the past and looked at Dad seriously. Dad immediately returned with a humble smile.

It can be seen that dad has great respect for his grandfather, and there is a bit of fear in his respect. In front of him, dad always has a humble smile and is submissive. He even dare not breathe freely.

Every day after work, dad stood in front of his grandfather and asked for instructions: “Dad, what shall we eat tonight? Stew a fish

“Forget it, forget it.”

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my grandfather raised his hand impatiently: “you just joined the work, how much money can you make? Don’t waste it! What can I eat! It’s troublesome and troublesome to stew fish. I think there are many potatoes in the kitchen. I don’t want to eat them there. They’re almost dry. Do you think it’s good to simply stir fry some shredded potatoes? Isn’t steamed bread very good? ”

“Well, I’ll do it now!”

Father and mother smell speech, immediately slip into the kitchen, father peeled potatoes, mother boiled water and noodles.

“Hum”

my grandfather whispered to me in a disdainful face at my father’s back: “a big man went to the kitchen to cook and did what a woman did. Hum, it’s not promising!”

From my grandfather’s words and expressions, I found that my grandfather was most dissatisfied with his son’s low voice in front of his daughter-in-law, and he had no manly spirit. My grandfather sighed: “Oh, no way. I can’t help it. All the great intellectuals in your building are like this. They are strict with their wives.”

Of course, I am the only one who likes and loves the most. I am my grandfather’s authentic eldest grandson, and I am naturally favored by my grandfather.

My grandfather would take my hand with a smile every day and buy my favorite food in the store. Of course, all I used was my grandfather’s own money. My grandfather never used my father’s and mother’s wages to buy food for me.

After eating and drinking enough, I had no place to send out energy, so I made waves in the house, making a good house jingle, everywhere was a mess.

If my mother is at home, I don’t dare to make such a mistake. My mother will scold me rudely, even twist my ears and pinch my nose.

When my grandfather was at home, I would be connived by his old man without any principle and let me do whatever I wanted, while my grandfather stood aside and said, “Hey, hey, hey!”

With a smile, he pretended to curse: “Hey, this naughty bag, little rabbit!”

Immediately, my grandfather began to pick up the house I had messed up. However, he had just cleaned up the inner room, and I had made a mess of the outer room.

My grandfather kept silent and began to clean up the outer room with a smile on his face, so I ran to the inner room and continued to do mischief.

In the evening, my grandfather and I sleep on a wooden bed. Before going to bed every night, my grandfather would tell me some interesting stories and jokes until I was sleepy and my head was crooked. It seemed that it had become a system.

Sometimes, my grandfather was talking, and suddenly he coughed with great pain. It seemed that he was about to lose his breath and his face was swollen.

At this time, I would be so anxious that I opened my mouth, staring at the struggling grandfather.

After a while, grandfather’s pain was relieved. He put his hands on his chest and moaned, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

“Grandfather,”

I reached out my little hand to help him hit his back: “Grandpa, are you better

“Well, well, much better. It’s OK. It’s OK. Let’s go to bed.”

“Big fool,”

my mother didn’t like my grandfather living in my house, but she didn’t dare to show it too openly. So she vented her resentment on her innocent sister. Whenever her mother hated her grandfather, when she couldn’t bear it, she yelled at her sister for no reason: “what are you doing standing there, and you don’t go downstairs to fetch water!”

“Well!”

As soon as I heard her mother’s roar, my sister’s weak body trembled slightly because of her fear. A pair of big eyes full of astonishment never dare to look at her mother’s gloomy and terrifying eyes. In her mother’s roar, my sister walked blankly to the kitchen. When passing by her mother’s side, she slipped away like a mouse to a cat, as if she would be accidentally caught The cat’s claws, which were extremely sharp, were pulled and torn to pieces mercilessly.

Sister into the kitchen, wooden to pick up the black old kettle, quietly out of the door.

My poor sister is only more than three years old than I am, not much older than Lin Hong. Driven by her mother, she drags her tender body and climbs the stairs again and again like a little donkey. With her thin arms, she carries the household water pot by pot to the house on the top floor.

My sister took the heavy old kettle and walked to the water tank with hard steps. The water tank was thick and high. My sister had to try my best to lift the big kettle full of clear water over her chest, so as to pour the water into the water tank smoothly. My sister wiped the sweat on her forehead, clenched her teeth, and slowly lifted the kettle up.

Suddenly, with a clap, the kettle held by my sister accidentally knocked over a decontamination powder box that my mother had just placed on the edge of the jar. Suddenly, the white decontamination powder fell into the dark water tank with a crash. In an instant, she stained several pots of water that my sister had worked so hard to carry, so that she could no longer eat it.

“This big fool, it’s time to die!”

The mother, who was wiping the stove, snapped away the rag in her hand. Like a wolf with fierce hair, she rushed to her innocent sister. The mother knelt her poor sister on the wet kitchen floor. The very fat, extremely keen on touching me, gave me infinite warmth and happiness. At this moment, however, she mercilessly beat her sister Delicate face, and very satisfied with the left and right bow, issued one after another to make me trembling crisp sound.

“Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa –”

“woo woo woo –” @ @

“Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa –”

P > “woo woo woo –”

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“Don’t cry, don’t cry”

it’s a more tragic and unforgettable scene that I can’t forget all my life. At the same time, it’s also an unforgettable scene. From that moment of almost stagnation, it’s deeply reflected in my childhood mind: my mother beat my sister’s face red and swollen, but she didn’t seem to be too addicted and made me Gaping, she stretched her fat palm to her elder sister’s crotch. Her sharp and sharp fingers, like a pair of pliers, pinched the tender meat inside her sister’s thigh fiercely. The elder sister cried bitterly, while the mother continued to wring, pinching and pinching as if nothing had happened At the same time, the mother’s other fat palm was raised high, and waved to and fro in front of her sister like a demonstration: “don’t cry, don’t cry, hold back, hold back! ——”

“You,”

when I heard my sister’s cry, my grandfather rushed into the kitchen and saw that my mother was so cruel to my sister. He was so angry that he trembled violently: “you, you, you, you really have to do it!”

“Hum,”

mom finally stopped. Under the glare of her grandfather, she picked up xiaozhulan and walked out of the door without looking back.

“Wolf, wolf”

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grandfather pulled up his sister sitting on the floor and yelled at the door: “wolf, wolf, it’s just a female wolf!”

The dark night covers the dormitory building mercilessly.

The room was as silent as death, and I, curled up beside my grandfather, still did not break free from the terrible scene in the evening. When I thought of my mother’s ferocious appearance, I was in a cold war all over my body. When I thought of my sister’s miserable cry, I was in a daze.

I turned around furtively, and with a little bit of poor moonlight, I looked for a long time at the sister who had been abused by her mother on another wooden bed.

The elder sister still covered the black and purple thigh, and the inner side of my thigh was still crying. I jumped out of bed with the end of my palpitation. I slipped to my sister who was shaking all over the body, and said timidly, “sister, do you hurt?”

“Go”

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my sister turned her abused body and rushed her thin back to me: “go, it’s none of your business. I don’t feel pain!”

In the bleak moonlight, I can clearly see the strong, stubborn, but also full of sad light from my sister’s tearful eyes.

My young mind is not clear, the same is the mother’s children, why would be treated differently, my mother is more warm than spring, but to my sister, it is even colder than the cold winter.

Why is the fate of my sister so miserable, so young, she is doing the heavy housework with her mother’s vicious voice.

Is it just because she is a girl and has no chicken?

“Big fool”

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this is a sentence that my mother always talks about when she drinks her sister: “big fool, you are so stupid that you can’t do anything. How can this table be cleaned, eh?”

Mother grabbed her sister’s delicate little ear and shook it: “look, has the table been wiped clean? Well, please wipe it again for me!”

One of my sister’s little hands covered her aching ears, and her other hand repeatedly tried to wipe the table which was full of oil stains and could not be wiped clean. Her eyes caught painful and helpless tears.

“Big fool, go downstairs and pick up a piece of tofu for me!”

Just put down the dirty cloth, my sister took the small porcelain plate which my mother put in the past and ran downstairs.

I was sitting on the balcony folding paper to the downstairs, I leaned against the high iron railings to see my sister’s thin body moving rapidly in the dense poplar forest, looking at her gradually away back, my heart can not say what kind of taste.

“What’s this, eh,”

when my sister was in a long line with hot sweat on her face, and finally came back with a piece of pathetic little tofu, my mother pointed to the tofu block in the middle of the porcelain plate and swore at her again: “look at you, what else can you do? Well, you can pick up such a small tofu You’ve picked up the crap you don’t want

“No,”

the elder sister, who was afraid of the atmosphere, made a mosquito like voice from her throat tube: “the aunt who sold tofu said that she would row to which piece. I, I can’t help it!”

“Get out of here”

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mom grabbed the rest of the money in her sister’s hand: “wipe the floor quickly, stupid thing, big fool!”

“I have to go!”

For the sake of the elder sister, my grandfather and mother finally tore up their faces. After the final uproar, the grandfather packed up his simple luggage and said goodbye to his father: “the autumn harvest is coming. I have to go home. The commune is still waiting for me to keep accounts.”

“Dad,”

mom hid in the inner room and didn’t come out to say goodbye to his grandfather, while dad grabbed his dry palm and didn’t know what to say.

My grandfather didn’t pay attention to my father. Instead, he turned around and stroked my head affectionately: “grandson, my grandfather is going home. Do you remember my grandfather’s words? Well, study hard…”

“Well,”

looking at the kind grandfather, my eyes suddenly got wet, and then, it was a blur.