Rustic Short Story There is a gap in the mother's dowry

@我喜欢跟着父亲 "day and night", it's not that I like to "hurry", but my mother asks my father to take me. When I was a child, I was very naïve, and I sat wherever I put it, and my parents called this kind of silly obedient. Only now do I understand my mother's good intentions.　　

Keywords: quarrels, dowry cabinets, rustic

Rustic short stories

　　There was a gap in the mother's dowry

　　1. Stay at the door

　　Every night, my wife and I would sit down and talk for a while after dinner. It took about ten minutes, and after a long time, it became a fixed program. It's like clenching your fists or bowing to the audience after singing a scene. It was a wonderful time between us, it was calm and essential. We lay backwards in the chairs, our bodies softened, and the dishes on the table were not cleaned up, so we let them spread out there. There was not much food left in the dishes, but the aroma of the food that adhered to the dishes still lingered. The topics we talk about, like these scents, linger in our small but sophisticated dining room.

　　The topics we chatted about did not have a definite direction, they all came casually, with a wide range, how to be happy. But there is a theme, and they will be spread out around this theme. Today, we are talking about Silas, and we unconsciously get involved in the matter of husband and wife quarreling. Today's theme is: Why do two people who live well together like to quarrel? I meditated for a long time and seemed to find one of the reasons: that is, our lives, while changing with each passing day, have also abandoned the skills of the older generation in dealing with marital conflicts.

　　When husband and wife quarrel, they can't control it, and they both feel that they have grievances in their hearts, and they don't vomit or feel unhappy. Then let go of the quarrel and follow the basic principles of arguing. This basic principle is that a gentleman should not use his hands when he talks about it, and another principle is that he should not destroy his property, and if he wants to drop something, he should choose a cheap one that does not cause much loss. In this way, the other party who quarrels with you, seeing that you still cherish this home, generally does not try their best to quarrel with you, but they can't control their emotions. Like throwing out a string of lit firecrackers, it's impossible for you to not blow them up. The key is how to repair and deal with the quarrel after the quarrel.

　　Our parents' generation has a set of skills that can be found out when dealing with this kind of contradiction, and it is worth learning from them.

　　After a quarrel, for the sake of face, the two did not speak to each other and ignored each other, which was natural. But basically they will do their own work at home and complete their own tasks. Like two rails on a train track, they are not related to each other, but they can reach the same place at the same time.

　　It's like cooking over a fire, and you don't just make your own portion. No matter how angry you are, you have to make a family's meal, and if you have a good temper, it will be served on the table. The sound is not enough for the eyes, and the time for the heat to arrive, the two of them can eat a meal in silence, but the ice cubes in their hearts are quietly melting.

　　Sometimes men are too manly, and they will go out for a walk at night. At this time, the woman at home will generally leave the door. The gate of the countryside has a very strong latch, and if it is plugged in, it cannot be opened from the outside. The woman would cover the door and gently lean against it with a chair. When the man returns, he pushes the door open. The moment you push it away, you will definitely be excited in your heart, and you will understand the woman's "knife mouth, tofu heart". At this time, the man will be silent and quietly touch the bed to sleep. Sometimes, women will take the initiative to say a word to a man, even if it is "down the stairs for you". This is called "offending your husband with a word, offending an adult's cup of tea", which is simple.

　　In fact, all kinds of behaviors can be called to stay in the door. The purpose of staying in the door is to let the other party come in and continue to live with him. And now, it seems that many of us have lost the patience of our parents. Become very tough, very egoistic. When the conflict between husband and wife breaks out, it is basically to close the door tightly, and not leaving a gap for the other party will often cause both sides to lose. At this point, we might as well learn more from our parents, leaving a door for others, but also for ourselves.

　　When I thought of staying in the door, I also thought of another floor. Even if the two don't quarrel, they should pay attention to keeping the door. What you like and what you taboo, take the initiative to show it, and don't let people who like you guess. Otherwise, after a long time, people will be tired.

　　Second, my aunt treats me like my own son

　　This aunt has had the impression since she was a child, and at the earliest, when my father took me out to run around, I had vague fragment-like memories.

　　My father was singing flower drum opera with ordinary people, including my aunt's husband, Shou Bo, whom we called. At that time, there were no horns in the troupe, and they were all men dressed as women. My father happened to be tall and had a thin voice, and he could pinch his voice to reverse. As for Uncle Shou, the drama road is narrow, so he can only run tricks, and join in the fun when he is a servant and a maid. But Shou Bo likes me very much, he travels dozens of miles every night, wearing stars and moons, my father is tired of topping me, and in a group of people, Shou Bo is rushing to change his father's shoulder.

　　At that time, the shadow of the moon and the trees, or the black rumbling of the moon and the black head of the moon, could not see the road, and in my impression, it has stubbornly survived to this day. Until I talked about it with my wife this time, I also started from this impression.

　　I like to follow my father "day and night", not because I like to "hurry", but because my mother asked my father to take me. When I was a child, I was very naïve, and I sat wherever I put it, and my parents called this kind of silly obedient. Only now do I understand my mother's good intentions. My father has a group of fans, including big girls and little daughters-in-law. Some women are so crazy that when they reward their fathers, they are willing to take off their earrings and bracelets, and force their fathers to wear them. Later, my mother found out and asked my father, "Where did these bracelets and earrings come from?" and my father said, "These are props." My mother asked, "How is it the same as the real thing?" and my father said, "Of course, the more real the better!"

　　That's what my mother thought, and although I was too young, I couldn't play the role of supervising my father for my mother. But I would cry, cry a lot, and cry when I felt uncomfortable. My father often had to take care of me, so I didn't have time to meet the young girl and daughter-in-law privately.

　　But my mother miscalculated, where did she think that I was a fool. My father sang his plays and did his business, and I never disturbed him.

　　Among the girls and daughters-in-law who sent things, there was this aunt, and she gave the silver bracelet.

　　When I gave it to my father, I took it off my wrist directly, and I still had my aunt's body temperature.

　　Because of the good relationship with Shoubo, of course my father understood what my aunt meant, and of course he would refuse. "This can't work, Lao Shou and I are brothers, friends and wives, don't be bullied. ”

　　My aunt is very stubborn, "He is him, I am me, he can't control what I want to do." When you wear it when you act, it means that my soul follows you. ”

　　My father had no choice but to accept my aunt's bracelet in the name of props.

　　Since then, I have often come to my aunt's house with my father. When Shou Bo was at home, he chatted with Shou Bo and drank a lot of wine. In his absence, my father arranged for me to play with Aunt Mo's two daughters in the hall, and they avoided us to do adult business. My aunt's two daughters have always been affectionate to me, just like my own sister and brother, all my life.

　　My aunt is the same, as if my mother treated me the same way she did. Our custom here, my aunt is not called casually, she must be the sister of my father and mother. To the young women outside, they all called them aunts. I called my aunt an aunt at the beginning, and it was my aunt who said, calling my aunt seems to be angry, so let's call my aunt.

　　Maybe it's just an aunt who calls people affectionate. Later, when I was in school, the school was right next to my aunt's house. Every noon after school, my aunt's two daughters would invite me to their house for dinner and wait outside the classroom together. Sometimes I don't bother to go home at night, so I sleep at my aunt's house. If I didn't come home at night, my parents didn't have to worry, and when my father found my aunt's house at night, I was there. I often slept on my father's back and went at night.

　　In my heart, I also have an inexplicable affection for my aunt, and I also refer to my aunt's two daughters as sisters. Later, my aunt gave birth to a son, and my aunt once said to me, "You must treat him as a brother in the future?"

　　I definitely didn't understand the full meaning of my aunt's words at the time, but I agreed with my aunt's deep affection. "In the future, we will definitely be like brothers!"

　　My aunt may have made it clear to her son, but I was in a fog and never figured it out. My aunt's son kept calling me "brother", and I thought it was the same as me calling my aunt's two daughters "sister", which had no deeper connotation. It wasn't until I talked about it with my wife this time that I realized that my aunt's son might be a "brother". This harvest was so unexpected, there was an inexplicable sense of excitement, an urge to "see my brother again, to confirm it".

　　In the days of my parents, there seemed to be more than one or two cases of such a relationship. Some people, after clarifying this relationship, will walk around as relatives. Some people, although they don't say anything on the surface and don't pick on them, they will treat them like brothers and sisters in their hearts.

　　3. There is a gap in the mother's dowry

　　Mother's dowry cabinet is old-fashioned, about one meter five wide and less than two meters high. Two folio doors with no drawers. At the bottom is a small dark compartment, which is open in the interior, one foot square, and is covered by a wooden board. I remember that the capacity of this small cabinet is a bit large, and you can stuff clothes, hats, shoes and socks that are not in season. When we pull it out again, we tend to crawl down, reach into our arms, and fumble in for a long time to get what we need.

　　The mother's dowry cabinet was painted with bright red plain lacquer, the kind without gloss, including a large wooden box and a small wooden box on the top of the cabinet. The small wooden box is sturdy, lockable, can stand people, and can be used as a bench to sit. It's just that the big wooden box broke down very early and couldn't put clothes, and later it was used to store dried bean cakes, which could prevent rats.

　　Ever since I was born, my mother's dowry cabinet has been in the corner of the wall. It doesn't seem to have any impression, but in fact, the impression is fixed, and it will feel different in time if it changes a little.

　　One day, I found that my mother's dowry cabinet had a large opening more than an inch wide at the foot of the dark compartment, revealing the color of the clothes inside. I can also see that the sealing plate of the dark compartment cabinet is small and thin, as if it can be pierced with my little fist.

　　I asked my father, "How is this going on?"

　　The father said, "I don't know, go and ask your mother." ”

　　I asked my mother, "How is this going on?"

　　Mother seems to have just been angry, and her anger has not subsided. "What the hell is going on? I got into a fight with your dad and smashed my scissors!"

　　"Why?"

　　"No, it's just that I get angry when I see your dad. "At that time, my mother didn't know how to talk about her grievances in front of me, so she could only prevaricate like this.

　　In those days, there were a lot of rats in the countryside. Not only did they spoil the food, but they also destroyed things everywhere and bit big holes everywhere. In particular, the mosquito net on the bed is the most conspicuous, as if there is no hole and it is not called a mosquito net. When I sleep at night, there are often rats "" on the bedding. Including next to the pillow, there are often mice sneaking over and sniffing your face and mouth to see if it's anything it can eat.

　　Fortunately, we have our mother's dowry cabinet, and we usually store a little better clothes in it to prevent rat bites. However, since the opening, the rat has found a way into the wardrobe and chewed all the clothes inside.

　　One day, my father was wearing a shirt and found a hole in his back. "Okay, my clothes were bitten by rats. ”

　　"You deserve it!" the mother was very relieved, and did not mend the clothes with the father, so she let the father go out in tattered clothes. The mother said, "I don't even want a face, I don't care if his clothes are torn or not!"

　　Unfortunately, there were also rat-bitten holes in my mother's clothes and mine. My mother had to find a needlework and make up for it at night.

　　My father had offered to fill the gap with a piece of wood, but it was too late. The rat is used to running from here, you make up the wood chips, and it will gnaw through you after two nights, which makes people unguardable. Since then, our clothes have been torn more and patched more than others' clothes, and they appear more shabby than others. When I went to school, I often wore patched clothes, which made it easy for my classmates to stare at and laugh at me, and I was so aggrieved that I wanted to cry.

　　After a long time, my father didn't bother to fill the gap, and it didn't work, so my mother's dowry cabinet kept this gap. Gaps became the norm, and our family turned a blind eye.

　　Later, I grew up, got married, and had children. With today's large wardrobes, with the current high-end buildings, and long-term attention to rodent extermination, the days of being bitten by rats in the past are gone.

　　The mother's dowry cabinet gradually changed from containing clothes to containing miscellaneous items. When I got up the new house, there was no place to put it, so I carried my mother's dowry cabinet outside the house and put it on a plastic sheet.

　　Unexpectedly, half a year later, my new house was built, and when I found a place to put my mother's dowry cabinet, it fell apart as soon as I lifted it, and the boards that were cracked into pieces were impossible to repair.

　　I was afraid that my mother would blame me for not cherishing her old things. Unexpectedly, my mother was much more open-minded than I thought. The mother said, "It's useless, you should dismantle it." ”

　　The board is loathed, and it can only be used as firewood. In the end, the mother's dowry cabinet board was burned out during the New Year's syrup and the New Year's fire.

　　Now that I think about it, the gap is also in the light of the stove and the brazier, burning like firewood, bringing us a burst of sweetness and warmth.