My eighties old wildcat is coming—Hanako is coming

The old wildcat is coming

When I was a child, I was frightened every day, frightened and frightened, happy and happy has always accompanied me, and I was scared. ------

Sixth, the old wild cat is coming—and Hanako is coming

Meow, the old wildcat is coming.

For a while, I was more afraid of calling Hanako than I was afraid of ghosts, because adults often said that Hanako would come to carry children, and carry children as little Hanako.

But adults never guard against calling Hanako, and the hanako I am familiar with is not terrible, not only is it not terrible, but it is also a strange concern of my childhood.

There is a female old man named Hanako, every autumn will come to our village to live for seven or eight days, gradually and the people in the village are mixed, often as soon as they enter the village, they will go door to door to greet, everyone is a big brother and sister, big daddy and aunt called, very enthusiastic. One year the old man called Hanako to come, and when I saw it from afar, I ran home and called out to my mother: "Mom, the old man called Hanako to come!" "Just after shouting, the old hanako came to the door." Mom greeted her and said warmly and embarrassedly, "Auntie, you're here!" Xiaowa does not understand things, please be more inclusive. The old man Hanako smiled and said, "His third sister-in-law, this child is clever, and he has grown tall again, you are busy, I will go to see Grandpa." She gave me a candy and went to Grandpa's house. Mom threw herself out and kept apologizing to the old hanako.

When my mother came back, her face was calm, and I knew that the words were wrong, and I couldn't call her Hanako in front of her. My mother, who has always been kind, beat me up that day, and she said, "Hanako is also a human being, who wants to be called Hanako?" She is a bitter person, and we have to sympathize with her. ”

I was disobedient since I was a child, I was often beaten, and every time I was beaten, I always held a grudge. Only this time, I knew that I was indeed wrong, when my mother hit me, I did not dare to cry, tears flowed from my eyes, a few drops flowed in my mouth, I tasted the taste of tears for the first time: salty and bitter and sweet, from then on, I knew to respect the suffering, this is the most valuable lesson that my mother taught me.

After saying hello to Hanako, he returned to his home, the fire-keeping room of the village barbecue shed.

In the evening, when everyone was busy, they would scoop up a bowl of rice when they had time, gathered by the fire room, and delivered food to the old hanako, who did not eat in vain, and she watched as people gradually came and took out the allegro, singing while playing the allegro. What she sang should be funny, because the adults always laughed from time to time. We couldn't understand what she was singing, so we counted how many bowls of rice she had eaten, and she always sang for a while to eat a bowl of rice, and one night I counted her eight bowls of rice.

Back at home, I asked my dad, "Why can she eat eight bowls of rice?" Is it a big belly? Dad said, "I can't eat enough to eat when I want to eat." ”

Years later, I collected two proverbs: "Hanako can't eat enough, and good men don't owe debts." "Recalling what my father said, I deeply feel that folk wisdom is broad and profound, and some seemingly vulgar words, the "old man's words" that I laughed at when I was a teenager, actually asked me to interpret it with my whole life.

The old hanako usually lives in our village for seven or eight days, except for a few who love to join in the fun, the adults usually only listen to her singing for one night when delivering food. We went every day, listening to the crisp sound of her allegro, singing high-pitched, time often, and remembering what we remembered. My brother remembers the lyrics she sang: "The rice is so delicious!" Whenever my brother learned to sing this sentence with the old hanako, he could always make his parents laugh.

What we remember is these few sentences: "There is a sister-in-law Li in the east, originally she was still young, there were many dolls, the eldest and the second were reading, the third and fourth elders ran around, the old five and the sixth would eat grass, and the porridge fed to the pigs also wanted people." ”

A few of my friends who are generally older often sing these few words to play. Now that I think about it, my earliest understanding of music and my love of literature were learned by the old hanako. Children older than me even learned to make their own allegro, learning to play allegro and sing while playing the allegro like hanako. In this way, the people in the village offered a few bowls of rice for the old man Hanako in exchange for a cultural feast, and from this point of view, it is really difficult to say who gave alms.

The old call hanako to our children harvested a huge harvest, the harvest of the adults is not small, often the old called Hanako left a long time after the adults are quietly discussing: which family gave a few bowls of rice, which family did not give a bowl of rice, which family gave rice when it was full, which family gave when the rice just covered the bottom of the bowl------。 From this, we can see which family is good, which family will not be a person, which family has a conscience, and which conscience is eaten by dogs.

One year, autumn came as promised, but the old man Hanako did not come. Everyone waited first, waited until winter, the old hanako did not come, and waited until the spring, the old called hanako did not come. By the next autumn, the old hanako did not come. Where did the old hanako go? The result of the inquiry was that Hanako was old and could not walk, but fortunately, a well-wisher in the next county took her in.

The old name Hanako is what we like to call Hanako, and at that time there were also hanako that we didn't like. There was a twenty-something, strong man named Hanako, and the adult said, "Good hands and feet, young and strong boys, what food do you want!" Don't give! ”

Whenever he came to our village, a group of children followed him and picked him up: "Call Hanako, ask for food to support the stomach, small sharp knife to poke the neck, small dustpan to fill the intestines------。 "Shouting this hanako will turn around and shake us for a while, and the friends will shout as they run away until this hanako leaves the village." At this time, the adults will not interfere, they just do not open their mouths to scold, in their hearts, they are also cursing this kind of unjust begging.

When we were young, we regarded calling Hanako as a very exciting game, and we would even look forward to calling Hanako like this, and the little friends would call Hanako to play.

Later, I met more people called Hanako, such as begging to set up a righteous school, the martial arts training that was praised by Empress Dowager Cixi, Qiao Feng who would descend the dragon eighteen palms, and Su Qi'er who fought invincible hands all over the world, they were all the best among the hanako, the so-called line out of the yuan, they begged for fame and fame, and they were also impressed.

We also have two well-known county-named Hanako in the local area: Zhu Sixteen and Da Lao Huan.

I ask my fathers and fellow villagers to forgive me for using their real names, I am not slandering them, I am commemorating them. They have been humiliated all their lives and should not have died with the wind.

Zhu Sixteen is the one with the greatest reputation and the deepest influence in our local area called Hanako, when we were young, few people in the whole county knew who the county magistrate was, but no one did not know who Zhu Sixteen was.

She used to be a proper school bully with a great future, but she was blinded by love and cheated on Prince Charming sitting behind her during the college entrance examination: exchanging her test paper for Prince Charming. After Prince Charming was admitted to college, he vowed to love her for a lifetime, and Clinker transferred his love to others after only one month of going to college. Zhu Sixteen couldn't imagine that he would be blinded by love, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he accumulated gas, he slowly went crazy, and finally became the most level of hanako.

One of the reasons she is famous is that many parents and teachers use her example to educate students who are obsessed with love.

When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, I saw her write a "big character newspaper" posted on the street, accusing Prince Charming of abandoning her, when she was sober and upside down, and the content of the writing was half-clear. People watched around, and someone sighed while reading: "Good word! Good word! It's a pity! "People are sorry.

The third is that she often dresses herself up in a fancy way — wearing tattered clothes for acting, with all kinds of flowers on her head, and often saying that she is a seven-fairy goddess. She appeared in public for a while, and then disappeared without a trace for a while, really like a fairy, people feel very strange, and when they understand the truth, they feel that human nature is very ugly. Her legendary experience is a microcosm of the good and evil beauty and ugliness of our county.

Fourth, people often use her name "Zhu Sixteen" to scold themselves and want to curse people.

Fifth, some people kept voting for Zhu Sixteen during the election, and there was a school that elected the principal, and Zhu Sixteen won the highest number of votes.

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As a result, she was a local household name at the time, and he was a topic that people could never talk about.

When I was a child, I often met Zhu Sixteen, we just thought of her as a person named Hanako, and the "brave" classmates would sometimes run to beat her and then run away, at which time Zhu Sixteen would scold and chase after her. She never chased any of the children, and the chase was a game.

After I worked, I met Zhu Sixteen twice, once in the bustling crowd, she followed a child to pick up the bagasse that the child had chewed, put the chewed bagasse in her mouth and chewed it again, picked it up a few times, she did not pick it up, pointed at the child and shouted at the person who was looking at her: "This child, hungry to death, the sugarcane chewed without any water." People laughed.

The next time I met Zhu Sixteen was when I rode home on a motorcycle, it was a cold dusk, next to a few stacks of corn stalks, I caught a glimpse of Zhu Sixteen wrapped in a dirty sheet, shivering, passing by her I braked a bicycle, just happened to look at her, I saw a pair of prayerful, complaining, sober eyes, and there was a stubborn firmness in them - this is by no means a pair of crazy eyes. Along the way, I kept feeling these eyes staring at me in the gray sky, giving me an inexplicable sense of trepidation. Later, I checked a lot of information about the situation of "mentally ill" patients, and learned that some "mentally ill" patients have gradually improved, but they have lost themselves in their own world and are no longer willing to return to normal life. From looking at Zhu Sixteen, I think she is such a person.

Since then, I have not seen Zhu Sixteen again, she should be dead.

At the beginning, he was on a par with Zhu Sixteen, and it is said that he was a college student before becoming a hanako, and there were few college students in the county at that time. His legendary experience can also be told for three days and three nights. When I was a child, I often saw him wearing a dirty and oily military coat, sitting like a stake or standing in front of a restaurant, going to school in the morning to see how he stood and sitting, sitting like this in the afternoon after school, and the next day seeing the same, it seems to be like this all year round. Unlike Zhu Sixteen's liveliness, he was like a dead tree stump, fixed somewhere without a sound, without a little anger.

Slowly, what happened to this stake? Where did this stake go? People forget.

Later, I met Hanako, who was so poor that they only had money left, gathered tens of millions of dollars, and wore the hat of success and fame, but they did the business called Hanako and relied on begging.

In this regard, Ben old wild cat was very contemptuous, and could not help but scold: "You hanako!" ”

After scolding, I sometimes meditated: I myself thought about becoming such a flower child day and night, and I almost became such a flower child.