The Neighbor's Story – The Yellow Handkerchief of Happiness

Su Qinghai's wife died, she was crushed to death by the tractor, just at the entrance of the hospital, opposite is building a Zhiqing commissary, piled up a pile of sand, she rode a bicycle, the tires were on the sand, coincidentally, it fell under the wheels of the tractor. The night before, she also came to our house to borrow two eggs, looked black and fat, with a Hebei accent, a big voice, quite love to laugh, saw me holding a doll made of towels, laughed and said: So like, I will have one in the future. Unexpectedly, after a night, the people were gone. As soon as my mother remembered, she said that Plum Blossom came to borrow eggs from me the night before, and the next day the people were gone, alas, -----。 Some people said mysteriously: During this time, there are always owls barking in the back of the room, it should be on her, not afraid of owls barking, afraid of owls laughing! On the night of the cessation, Aunt Pink Lotus was watching in the room, standing in the dark, holding a lit cigarette in her hand, the fire was lit and extinguished, my mother dragged me out to the hut, frightened, and asked her what to do? She said: Look, light a cigarette, there is a fire, the ghost is not up. When I think about it now, I feel panicked, I am always afraid of hearing the owl barking, and I can't imagine how the owl can laugh. Xiao Fen was the fifth daughter of their eight children, and the youngest, 2 years older than me, and was very kind to me, but at that time, she may have been young and did not know how to comfort others, as if it had nothing to do with herself. Within a few months, their father brought back a woman. I heard that their children were all opposed, and that the time since their mother's death had been too short, and the three sons had gone to the house and stood on the roof to argue with his father. At night, when I was going to sleep in a daze, Su Qinghai came to my house with the woman and discussed with my parents whether I could let this woman stay in our outhouse for one night, and my parents reluctantly agreed. Disagree, offend him, agree, offend his children, and spread it out. The next morning, the woman got up and cleaned up, I looked intently, white clean skin, glowing with a little shy red, black hair behind the ear, delicate figure, wearing a plain Chinese disc button cotton jacket blouse, a few words of slow whispering, and with a little embarrassed smile, far more beautiful and clean than the middle-aged women who did not have waists in front of our house. Despite the children's objections, the woman went into their house and ate in a pot. Also often come to our house to visit a door, the most landed is that their family does not pay attention to hygiene, XiaoFen washes the dishes lightly, washes the chopsticks lightly washes the chopsticks head, su Qinghai does not wash the feet to drill the quilt. She said that her ideal life is to clean her home, polish the window glass, and sit on the sofa and play sweater. Within two years, Su Qinghai also fell ill and died. She spent another year at their house, cooking for the children and cleaning the house. One day, wearing the plain Chinese-style coiled cotton jacket blouse, with a white scarf tied around her neck, and her black hair flowing behind her ears, she walked out of the row, and the neighbor of the good thing deliberately shouted at her back and asked her: Why are you going? She turned around, her voice not small or loud, and said, "Go to the movies— The Yellow Handkerchief of Happiness." Soon after, she left their home, wondering if she could find her happy home, sitting on the couch and making sweaters in her cleaned home.