Story: Can't live without you

A few days before the death of the sixth aunt, her eyes had been looking in the direction of her hometown, the ancient village, and she spat out three words in her mouth: "Go home!" Son Cai Dalin gently persuaded, Mom, you don't have toss it anymore, you look at your body, turn around and quietly wipe a handful of tears. The sixth aunt accidentally broke her leg in the provincial city of Lin, and in the face of the 80-year-old her, the doctor decided to adopt a conservative treatment method and did not dare to operate on her. The sixth aunt's leg injury worsened day by day, suppuration, and her body was deformed, and in the end, even lying in bed and sleeping became a problem, only hoping to be relieved as soon as possible. The children and grandchildren had to conform to the laws of nature and try to make the sixth aunt's last life more comfortable and eat better. But now she suddenly said that she wanted to go back to her hometown, wasn't this just looking for bitter food for no reason? You know, it's hundreds of kilometers away.

No matter how much Da lin persuaded, the sixth aunt still said the words "Go back to your hometown!" "In the end, he actually fought with a hunger strike." Obayashi had to find a few young and strong young men, and everyone carried the six aunts and rattan chairs from the seventh floor to the downstairs, and hired a comfortable van to send their mother back to their hometown. Looking at his mother's distorted face, Obayashi's heart ached. Mother, mother, why are you so bitter, you still can't put it down?

The car crawled on the road for nearly ten hours, and as soon as it turned into the archway of its hometown, it slowly stopped next to an ancient temple near the highway. The golden phoenix blossomed recklessly, and the red petals fell all over the ground. The villagers saw the sixth aunt lying in the car, a busy mess, and first carefully carried her down. A group of young people rushed to help, lifted the rattan chair, and slowly crossed the ancient Rong Lane, along the song street where the city was boiling, and then passed through the ruined stone village, and then entered the low house of the old home.

The sixth aunt shouted desperately and hard, "Three children, three children." The third elder was touching shrimp and catching fish in the creek outside the house, when he heard his mother's call, he hurriedly threw away the fish basket in his hand and ran into the house, shouting in surprise and kneeling in front of the old mother: "Mom, where have you been, why haven't you come back for so long, don't you want the three treasures?" The sixth aunt pulled the three treasures to her side, gently caressed his face with her dry fingers, and the old tears flowed: "Third son, my mother is leaving, and I heard the Buddha calling me back in heaven." You have to listen to your eldest brother and second brother well, but don't make trouble anymore, you know? Mom doesn't trust you, why don't you walk in front of Mom? "Mom, where are you going?" Don't leave the Three Jewels behind, I promise not to cause trouble in the future. You see, I caught this fish so big, oh, I boil the soup you drink, you will be fine. "When mom is old, people will go to heaven to live when they are old." I don't live long on my own, you can learn to take good care of yourself in the future, my mother is not at ease..." Sanbao seemed to understand, and couldn't stop nodding: "Mom, you can go with confidence, I listen to you." Look at you, how messy your hair is, I'll comb it for you. "Saying that, Sanbao really turned around and went back to the house to find the bone comb that had been polished smooth and smooth, and slowly and gently helped the sixth aunt comb her hair." Mom, I will give you a beautiful hairstyle, so that you can go to see the Buddha and ask the Buddha to bless you with peace and auspiciousness in heaven. ”

The small comb slowly brushed through the head, sideburns, and forehead of the sixth aunt, as if combing through those silent years, the passing time. Combing through the difficult days when mother and child depend on each other, combing through the little bits of laughter and blood tears. The sixth aunt walked quietly in the soothing combing of the third child, looking very peaceful and kind.

　　After the death of the sixth aunt, Da Lin found two passbooks in her intimate pocket, which contained the names of The Three Treasures. The children and grandchildren present were full of sighs. But no objection was made.

Sanbao is not actually the biological son of the sixth aunt, which is no secret in the village. The sixth aunt began to be widowed at a young age, pulling two men and two women alone, living a very poor life, in the agricultural leisure time she often went up the mountain to cut firewood, and then picked to the nearby market town to sell, in exchange for some money to subsidize the family. Once, when she was passing by the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, she heard the sound of a baby crying, she walked in, there was a package on the ground, opened it, it turned out to be a six- or seven-month-old baby, the baby kept crying. The sixth aunt hesitated for a long time, but she still couldn't bear to turn around and abandon it and take it home to raise her. When he was a child, Sanbao was very well-behaved and sensible, very intelligent, well read books, and learned to play a good harmonica from a monk in an ancient temple.

At the age of 20, Sanbao began to become crazy after suffering from a strange illness. Later, the sixth aunt heard the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village say that the Three Treasures were probably inherited from the Three Treasures' own family. But the sixth aunt never wanted to admit the fact that her child was crazy. She always said to herself that my third son was just confused for a while, possessed by ghosts and gods, and one day he would get better and make a lot of money, which was what Buddha told me in his dream. Rural people are superstitious, attributing the cause of mental illness to the middle evil, coupled with economic reasons, Sanbao has never received treatment, so the illness is getting more and more serious, and later often beat people. The sixth aunt did not know how many people had compensated, how many good things had been said, and had been discriminated against by the villagers. However, Sanbao never bothered the sixth aunt, but took special care of her.

In the blink of an eye, Sanbao is 30 years old, and no family is willing to marry the girl to him. My brothers and sisters all moved to the city after they got married. The sixth aunt refused to leave her hometown for the sake of The Three Treasures, and has been living with the Three Treasures in the gray house of her hometown. With the improvement of the family's economy, the days are also very calm, and Sanbao does not go outside to beat people, but when the illness often cannot be controlled, he uses smashing things at home to vent. After most of her life, the sixth aunt was also older and it was very inconvenient to walk, and her children repeatedly asked her to go to the city to enjoy happiness, but she never agreed. Everyone knows that she can't put down the Three Treasures. Sanbao also seems to see everyone's intentions, and suddenly he is no longer crazy, he has also learned to be obedient, and sometimes he goes outside to catch fish and sell shrimp, and raises a lot of chickens, ducks and geese in the yard. The brothers and sisters saw that Sanbao had also learned to make money on their own, and they also helped their old mother cook and cook, so they returned to the city with confidence.

On the day of the funeral of the sixth aunt, the rain was particularly heavy, and after coming out of the crematorium, sanbao stubbornly hugged the urn of the sixth aunt and did not let anyone get close, crying all the way in the dark, making the people who passed by see everyone and cry darkly. According to her mother's wishes, Obayashi bought a cemetery for her, snatched the urn from Sanbao at night and secretly buried it.

Every dusk, the people in the village can hear the sound of harmonica whimpering from the mountain, which are some of the teochew opera singing sections that the six aunts liked before they were born, and they listened to people with soft intestines, livers and intestines, and they could not bear to leave for a long time. One morning six months after the death of the sixth aunt, the villagers found Sanbao lying quietly in front of his mother's tomb and never woke up again...