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Uncle Like Father (Episode 1)

author:The girl has a bitter mole

This article is used to commemorate that it took me eight years since your death to dare to remember you.

It is the beginning of 2022, it is also the end of the lunar calendar 2021, the new year is approaching, it is time to go home again, this is the eighth Spring Festival without you. During these 8 years, whenever I returned to the village, I still habitually looked around, although I knew that you would never come to pick me up on an electric tricycle again.

After that, I insisted on walking home alone, a distance of about 2 kilometers, and I would walk for half an hour. This half hour is a time that belongs to me and you, and I often recall the time when you picked me up in an electric tricycle. The car was old, with an equally worn little pony on it, and the lines on the maza were loose, and the whole ass was pocketed in, and with the bumps of the electric car, it was like a childhood swing.

Although I am the age of beauty, I still like to put on the old cotton jacket you handed over, which has the smell of smoke oil that you have been smoking for many years, and I choke my nose, but my heart is very steady. You'll tell me that your ewe has laid down a few more lambs, and that the chicken legs left for me in the pot have been stewed all morning, just waiting for me to come back.

When you meet acquaintances on the road, you will proudly say, "Pick up my eldest niece and daughter home." "It seems that I am your pride and glory.

I have the impression that you have a good temper, gentle and even a little cowardly. And I've been a temperamental and stubborn little girl since I was a kid. Ego has a memory begins, and all my needs seem to be met in your place.

When I saw others flying kites, I also made a fuss, and at that time, my mother was pregnant with my brother and hid from the family planning, and my father would not pay any attention to me. I sat alone in the courtyard and didn't dare to cry, and when you saw it, you just waved at me: "Little Nell, you come here, and uncle will tie you one." "You don't know where you got the waste paper, but you actually tied me a big ugly kite." I hate that the color is not good, and you have the patience to uncover the door paintings posted on the wall during the New Year and paste them, and ask while pasting: "Full of dissatisfaction?" ”

Later, the ugly big kite flew the highest, and with a whistle, it attracted the children of the whole village to chase and watch. Later, in the spring of the years after your death, I couldn't see the kite, and as soon as I saw the tears, I couldn't help but fall down, and I cried with pain. It was both sad and happy, happy that my childhood had you, and it was also such a childhood that healed me of every setback after adulthood. The sad thing is that you and I are shallow, it seems that in this life you have come to pay off my debts, and when you are finished, you will leave, leaving me with too many regrets.

In those years, I always dreamed of you, and when I woke up, I cried until I couldn't breathe. In the dream, you talk to me as usual, and although I know you are dead, I am not afraid at all. I remember all about your dreams. The deepest impression was that I had a nightmare after watching a horror movie, a group of ghosts were chasing me, I was scared to death and had nowhere to escape, you appeared, also the appearance of a ghost, but very weak, you beat them alone, they beat them in groups, and said in your mouth: "Little Nizi, you run fast, uncle block you." ”

I wanted to look back at you and say a few words to you, but I woke up, and when I woke up, I was upset. I'm so old, you're still protecting me in your dreams.

--------------------------------------------------------- days are so long, I want to commemorate you with the rest of my life.

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