Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 31
In order to accomplish the glorious task of taking care of me excellently and successfully, my aunt, with the unimaginable violence of a girl, is doing a job that ordinary people can’t accomplish.
At the same time, in order to persuade my mother to take me back to my hometown smoothly and recognize my ancestors, my aunt always keeps a low attitude of not being humble and arrogant in front of her proud mother. Sometimes, she is like a lamb who is slaughtered and submissive and endures her mother’s unbearable harshness and obstinacy in silence.
Of course, it is also to take good care of me. When my aunt saw the moody mother in front of me and occasionally broke out like a female wolf, this always docile lamb would erupt like a volcano, and burst out a roar filled with righteousness and making mother scared. Be in full swing, loud voice of the high pitched loudspeaker, and the sound of loud and powerful music in the dormitory of
. The adults in the dormitory are carrying a big shovel in their hands, and throwing their arms out in the broad dormitory building, and digging up the heat with the heat.
And I and many of my friends were tirelessly running around on the slowly accumulated soil. Suddenly, I fell into the bottom of the deep ditch. With a clap, I was suddenly covered with blood. The little friends saw this, one by one, frightened and panicked, and ran upstairs to call for aunt and mother.
Seeing my miserable appearance, my aunt did not hesitate to jump down the deep ditch and hold me high above my head: “sister-in-law, quick, you are on the top, quickly pull him up!”
“It’s time! It’s just right that you don’t stay at home and run around all day! It’s good this time. Why didn’t you fall to death
My mother murmured in a bad breath, holding out her hand and pinching my ear impolitely.
“Sister in law, what are you doing? He has fallen into such a state. Why do you still pinch him? You’re still not a human being. How can you be a mother like this
The aunt bellowed in the ditch.
My aunt carried me upstairs with my bloody face and mud on my back. My mother, with a gloomy and cold face, hid in the inner room without saying a word, and beat the door of the house badly.
My aunt ignored her and took my hand into the kitchen to wash away the blood on my face. My wound was painful. Once my aunt touched her, the pain became more and more serious. I had to increase the volume of crying because of the pain: “pain, pain, good pain!”
Seeing my pain, my aunt couldn’t help but accompany me to cry together. The soybean like tears fell on my head and slipped into my neck.
After washing my face, my aunt with tears in her eyes found that there was a long wound under my nostril. My aunt took me to the hospital. The doctor stitched three needles under my nostril: “children, don’t be naughty again. If you fall all over your face, how can you find a partner, eh?”
In order to relieve my pain and divert my attention, the fat doctor was making fun of me while threading a needle under my nostrils. This scar still exists. However, to the fat doctor’s great disappointment, I didn’t beat myself with this scar.
“Does it still hurt?”
In the days before the wound stitches were removed, my aunt would ask me this concern every day, which made me a little impatient.
I mechanically shook my head and continued to play.
My aunt hugged me tightly in her warm arms and gently stroked my hair: “well, if you let your grandmother know, you must scold me for not taking care of you!”
“No, auntie, I fell by accident. It’s none of your business.”
Looking at my aunt’s sad little round face, I sincerely comforted her.
“Good boy, my aunt likes you so much!”
With that, my aunt kisses my little face deeply and long.
Finally, when it was time to open the money, the fat doctor quickly pulled out two black silk threads: “hahaha, little guy, OK, your scar is covered by your nostrils. It’s OK. You can’t delay looking for someone. Hey, go home. Don’t be naughty in the future.”
My Aunt happily carried me out of the hospital with a pungent smell. She suddenly looked up and saw a photo gallery across the street: “big nephew, let’s take a picture, let’s remember this day forever!”
@ P > I leaned in my aunt’s arms and murmured, “mom has a camera, and my mother has a very beautiful camera. Let’s take a picture for us!”
My Aunt shook her head: “no, no matter how good your mother’s camera is, my aunt is not in need. She is not poor enough to take a picture!”
After that, my aunt ran into the gate of the photo studio. The teacher and a very dedicated grandfather of the photo studio took the trouble to tease my aunt and me: “well, I can’t stand like this. I should stand like this, hey, no, no, it should be like this, right, this, OK, don’t move, don’t blink, I want to take photos…”
With a click, my grandfather finally pressed the shutter line. An aunt holding a big picture of me has become the most precious collection in my mountain of albums. Whenever I turn out this photo, looking at my aunt’s kind face, I suddenly have mixed feelings. Unconsciously, a drop of excited tears gradually blurred my sight.
In the days when I was injured, my aunt never talked to my mother any more. My mother seemed to feel that she had done too much. In order to ease the contradiction with her aunt, my mother often talked to her aunt without any words and hoped to reconcile. But my aunt was very reluctant to deal with it: “Fangzi, you see, I bought you a pair of shoes. Here, you have a try and see if it fits ！”
My Aunt replied coldly, “I have some work in my hand. You can put it there first. I’ll try again later!”
“Hi, no, Fangzi. You have to try it right away. If it doesn’t fit, I’ll go and change it. If it doesn’t fit, the store won’t change it!”
@ P > my aunt took over the new leather shoes handed over by my mother unnaturally!
Different from the arrogant intellectuals in the dormitory building, my aunt is very willing to contact with the scattered people in the shantytowns in the north of the dormitory building and talk with them very friendly. These scattered people also sincerely invite their aunts to their homes. Every time they are invited to be guests, my aunt will lead me and my sister together.
I said to my aunt: “Auntie, my mother said that those people have no formal work, no education, lack of education and rough manners. Their children are very bad and bad” wild children “. My mother does not allow me to play with them. The children in our building do not play with them. They always bully us and chase us with big sticks with nails!”
“Big nephew, this is because you look down on others and they are very angry.”
The aunt patiently explained: “nephew, you can’t call people’s names casually. Do you know what” wild child “is?
Is that a casual remark?
Let me tell you, only if you don’t know whose father’s child is, we call that kind of child “wild seed”. This is an abusive word, and everyone will be angry after hearing it. Therefore, can you keep your mouth open and shut up and call people “wild child” and “wild child”. Can people not be angry and not hit you
“I see, those people are much better than those who read big books in your building. They are very easy to get in touch with. No one has any bad airs. They can enter their rooms at will. I can talk with them very well.”
The aunts soon got the favor of the scattered people. They often raised their heads downstairs and called out their aunt’s name: “Fangzi, come down quickly, come to my house and talk to me!”
the aunt who was doing the dishes pushed open the small air window in the kitchen and said to the downstairs, “Auntie fan, don’t worry. Wait for me for a while. I’ll go down after I finish cleaning up!”
Aunt and the scattered people downstairs frequent contact, the mother is very dissatisfied with this: “Fangzi, ignore them, you see what they are ah, all a big character housewives, all day long know nagging those trivial things, no knowledge, no education, will curse people!”
However, my aunt didn’t take my mother’s words seriously. She still frequented the scattered people’s home downstairs. My mother had no way to persuade her. After the incident about my fall, my mother began to be afraid of my aunt, which made me feel very happy. My mother was finally afraid of a person, and this person is my favorite aunt.
In the shantytowns, aunt fan’s most frequent patronage was fan’s family. Aunt fan had a dark little daughter, and we soon became playmates.
“We’ve played at home. I’m a mother, you’re a son!”
When my aunt chatted with the adults, the little girl took my hand and slipped into the inner room to play with each other.
“I don’t want a mother. Why should I be your son?”
I yelled angrily.
“What’s wrong with mom? Don’t you like mom? ”
Asked the little girl, puzzled.
I hesitated to mutter: “I don’t know, I can’t say clearly, sometimes, I like my mother, sometimes, I like my mother very much, but sometimes, I don’t like her, sometimes, I especially hate my mother, oh, I don’t know what’s going on!”
“Well, me too.”
the little girl nodded in agreement: “I remember that. My mother, like you said, is sometimes good and sometimes bad. I like her sometimes, and sometimes I don’t like her. Once, my mother hid the dumplings and didn’t give them to me. I told her to eat them. She said: your eating days are later. Your father and I are old. We should eat a little bit. You want to eat dumplings. When you grow up, you can eat them when you earn money. ”
the little girl’s mother, that is, the one eyed old woman who doesn’t give her little daughter dumplings to eat, falls in love with my aunt: “this girl is so nice. She is steady and generous. She does a good job of needling. She will be my daughter-in-law in the future.”
What? I was playing with the little girl. When I heard the old lady’s words, I was deeply shocked. Why, the old woman wanted my beloved aunt to be her daughter-in-law, that is to say, she wanted my aunt to marry the extremely hateful young man who was chasing me with a big stick full of nails. This, this, this can’t be done. I don’t agree!
“No, I am a rural registered permanent residence!”
The girl said calmly. When I heard her aunt’s refusal, I was calm at last and murmured in my heart: Yes, auntie, don’t marry their family. Their family is not good.
“Ah, ah, what a pity, what a pity that such a good girl is a rural registered permanent residence. Alas, it’s a pity that you are such a good girl. You can’t find a job in the future. You can’t get a child and become a black man.”
After listening to the old lady’s words, I was confused. How could a thin household registration account have such unimaginable power that it divided life into three or six grades. The people who hold the red household register always think that they are superior to the rural people and always feel good in front of the poor rural people.
In the face of the arrogant city dwellers, they always feel sour and feel inferior to the city people. In fact, they are indeed inferior and always second-class citizens, especially the Dalits in India.
Back home, I was still a little worried. In the quilt, I quietly asked in my aunt’s arms: “Auntie, would you like to marry that one eyed old lady’s son?”
I don’t have a good feeling for the young man who beat me. I’m worried that my aunt will be moved to marry him.
“Hi, nephew, listen to her. I’m not going to do it. What’s good in the city? It’s like a chicken coop. It’s hard to breathe!”
My aunt’s words relieved me again.
“Nephew, what kind of daughter-in-law are you going to marry in the future?”
My aunt fondled my cerebellar pouch melon tenderly.
when I heard my aunt’s question, I thought for a moment: “ah, Jinhua is gone and will never be seen. Li Xiang also returns to his hometown. I don’t know if he can come back. Now, Lin Hong is the only one. Aunt, it seems that I, I, I can only marry Lin Hong!”
“Ha ha ha, it’s really yours.”
Hearing this, my aunt immediately raised her face and laughed: “nephew, you are so greedy. You are golden flower, Li Xiang and Lin Hong. One daughter-in-law is not enough. How many more do you want to marry? Ha ha ha…”
her mother was courting her aunt again. She took out two movie tickets and put them into her aunt’s hand: “these are two movie tickets, which are issued by the company. It’s a new movie. You can lead the way to see the movie!”
“Sister in law, I don’t have time. I don’t want to see a movie!”
My aunt refused.
I was so anxious that I jumped three feet high. In my childhood, my biggest hobby was watching movies: “no, auntie, I want to go, I want to go, I want to watch movies, I want to see movies!”
“Oh, go, go, go!”
In order to meet my wishes, my aunt reluctantly put down her work: “OK, big nephew, don’t worry, my aunt will take you to clean up!”
Watching movies with my aunt is the best life enjoyment. My aunt holds my hand and chats with me happily while I’m on the way.
“Oh, my great nephew
Walking, my aunt suddenly bent down to ask with concern: “tired, can’t you walk?”
“Not tired, not tired,”
in order to see the film, I replied breathlessly: “Auntie, I am not tired, I can walk
“Come on, you look so tired that you can’t even breathe.”
My Aunt squatted down and said, “come on, nephew, climb on my back, I’ll carry you!”
My aunt picked me up and went on my way.
After a long journey, my aunt gasped: “Oh, I’m so tired, my great nephew.”
my exhausted aunt put me on the grass beside the road: “time is still running, let’s take a break before we go.”
I grabbed a big locust hopping around in the grass: “Auntie, you see, what a fun grasshopper, oh, auntie, it bit me!”
The desperate locust bit me rudely. I grinned and threw the locust away fiercely. My aunt grabbed my little hand and rubbed it gently: “look, I’ve been bitten by insects. Don’t scratch them. They will bite my fingers. Come on…”
My aunt pulled up a tender green grass from the dense grass and twisted it skillfully. In a blink of an eye, the grass turned into an extremely lovely grass dog in my aunt’s clever hands. My aunt playfully pressed the long tail of the grass dog and gently nodded. The grass dog immediately shook his head like a chicken and shook his head. I looked at my aunt happily The grass dog in my hand, it nods and bows at me ridiculously. It’s so funny.
“It’s fun, it’s fun, give it to me, give it to me, I want it!”
Overjoyed, I reached out and grabbed my aunt’s wonderful work of art.