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A Bed of Peony Quilts (Short Story)

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Five aunts, there is a quilt, reluctant to use. It was only around the Mid-Autumn Festival, picking a good weather, that she took it out to bask in the sun.

This quilt, packed in a plastic bag, can be insulated from moisture, and is locked in a wooden cabinet. It is said that the passbook of the five aunts' family is also locked in this cupboard, which shows that there must be a story in it.

Good girlfriend to play, others demanded strongly, she only took out the quilt, let everyone see. This bed quilt, thick cotton wool naturally needless to say, look at the needle eye, dense, must have made a lot of effort. The most important thing is that on the green fabric, there are several huge peonies, red and red, if you don't look closely, it's like a print.

The peonies, the red flowers and yellow buds, come to life, and it seems that there is a breeze that can swing against the wind. The women caressed the peony flowers and couldn't help but praise. No wonder the fifth aunt was treated as a baby, indeed, this quilt was simply a work of art.

That winter, it was too cold, the family was poor, and there was no extra quilt. Uncle Five couldn't help it, so he took out the quilt and covered it on the top, when the "wind was pressed" (dialect, the quilt outside the quilt). At the beginning, the fifth aunt did not take it seriously, doing needlework under the lamp, and suddenly, looking at the peony flower, she did not know what feelings she had moved, and "whimpered" and cried.

The fifth uncle hurt his daughter-in-law, was scared, and even coaxed and persuaded, and it was difficult to stabilize her emotions. In one hundred and fifty, the fifth aunt opened the conversation box, and she did not expect that the story inside was moving.

The fifth aunt's father died early, leaving the orphan girl and widowed mother to rely on each other. In order to let her daughter marry with dignity in the future, she prepared a dowry for her child when she was still ignorant. The quilt fabric of this bed is all frugal, spun out of a thread, and woven from a shuttle.

When my mother was young, she would embroider flowers, and she was a famous master in the village, and if she put it in today, she would also be called a non-material culture. However, the family is poor, "heroes are useless", such a good craft, has not come in handy.

"The disaster is not alone", the daughter grew up, many years of fatigue, but her body is not good, suffering from hemiplegia, the heart is not good, but there is no money to see a doctor. So many years, have survived, the mother does not care about these, has been forced to endure, thinking about the lonely child, too pitiful, should leave something for her, even if they are gone, living is also warm.

Since then, my mother has been embroidering flowers. During the day, the light was good, and she embroidered. Who knows, the more she pinned her heart on it, the "bigger the project", and the whole quilt surface entered her planning range. After more than a year, the body became more and more unsuccessful, but the embroidery was only completed for more than half.

At night, my mother also put on flower glasses, and then embroidered flowers, staying up for more than half the night. The fifth aunt looked in her eyes, hurt in her heart, stopped many times, and even thought of helping. The mother naturally refused, and said with a smile: "Child, this is technical work, and the effect is not good if you do it." In the future, the mother can not accompany you, see this bed quilt, it is equivalent to seeing me, you live a good life, the mother is over there to feel at ease. ”

A Bed of Peony Quilts (Short Story)

The fifth aunt was married less than a year ago, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the mother died.

After the fifth uncle listened, he didn't say a word, folded the quilt, put it in a plastic bag, and locked it in the cupboard. He thought, "People's hearts are made of flesh," and for the sake of this quilt, even if they give up their lives, they must let the fifth aunt live a good life. So he found a ragged coat and made it up for warmth.

Later, the son of the fifth aunt was admitted to college, but he could not get such a tuition fee for a while, and the family had no choice. It was also at this time that there was an old leader in the village, working in the municipal museum and studying intangible cultural heritage. After he heard about it, he specially came to see the quilts collected by the five aunts, and when he looked at it, he opened his mouth in surprise and immediately bid 20,000 yuan, saying that it was dedicated to the country and handed over to the museum.

Five aunts and two families combined, placed in the museum, whenever they can go to see, better than in their own home, but also to solve the son's tuition, they agreed.

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