Mornings are always hard to come by.
Outside, the sun rises. I was happy, I got a good night's sleep, and there were many other things—if there was love, I would forget that it was morning, and I would forget everything. It's easier to splurge at noon, and it's not just us. The evening is hard to give up. It's as if all things return, nature and goodness.
I'm going to go up the hill over there later. Thinking like this, it's like seeing cat's ear vegetables, and the hillside is full of wild vegetables. I quietly shifted my clumsy body and sat on the windowsill to look out. Wang Feng's face was facing the wall, his legs were between the quilts, and he slept soundly. Apparently not looking far enough, I stood on the windowsill again, pulling a small curtain in one hand and holding the window frame in the other.
She hurried along, with her footsteps, from the road to us, a strange person, the sun shining on her back, bronzed in front of her, her hair was blown, and my eyes looked at her a little distant, but familiar. I stared: his sister-in-law Li Hui. She had already rushed off the road, and soon appeared at the gate behind the warehouse, as if she knew that Wang Feng was at home, and it was not just as simple as locking the door. This is just speculation, because her appearance is menacing, and it instantly affects me, and I hurriedly lie down.
She kicked the door, "Lock the door every day, just to hide from me? What kind of person, open the door, Wang Feng, open the door, I know you are in the house, you can really do it, play this trick...... Xiangxiang opens the door, and you are just as ignorant...... Don't open it, I'll say it again, open the door......" At this time, I sat up, Wang Feng was lying on his back smoking, motionless.
"Why don't you open the door, you can't hide like this. I said. One of his eyes blinked quickly at the side of me and continued to smoke. "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance, Wang Feng, you're a dead pig and you're not afraid of boiling water, right?" Then there was a click, a brick smashed the lock, and with another click, I got up and opened the door.
She came in and tore off Wang Feng's quilt and fished empty-handed. Wang Feng was shirtless, white shorts, the sun shone on the wall beside him, and his body was hot. In his case, it may be the largest extent that the quilt is torn off to expose his body, and I will try not to see this kind of scene in the future, "You get up for me, are you worthy of me?" I will take care of you and help you with so many younger brothers, you are good, what is this matter, you see that I borrowed public money from you, and I concealed it at the end of last month, and at the end of this month, I made excuses, how can you let me hide it? Where do you let me borrow a thousand yuan, and I don't dare to let your brother know, originally our financial people were intrigued, you said you, why is there no humanity like this, I am blind. She scolded and cried.
Wang Feng was still lying down, the quilt was pulled over, one arm was placed diagonally on his forehead, and the cigarette was caught in his fingers. As far as his character is concerned, he is very gentle, and this is what I found out, so I looked at him again, so it is not surprising that his sister-in-law is more popular than him. I opened the curtain and took a stool for his sister-in-law to sit on, "Xiangxiang, who are you learning from?" She said. I took the basket out and walked up the hill.
When Wang Feng came back from Liu Xiao in the evening, I asked him what he was borrowing so much money for, Wang Feng immediately became angry, "What are you asking, how can there be so much, don't listen to her nonsense, you don't know a lot of things here, she made a lot of engine oil for me to sell, you don't need to listen to it, don't care." ”
At night, when he locked the door again, I asked him, "Do you still need to lock the door?" He glared at me.
The next day, my mother-in-law took me to her house in a trolley, "I don't take care of you, he doesn't take care of you, this donkey." She said.
At nine o'clock in the morning, "It's a little girl." They said. Then a shrill cry was heard. I was disheartened. My mother-in-law put the child in front of me and said, "Look at your daughter, she doesn't look like you, she is beautiful, and the girls in our family are all good-looking, and they are all big-eyed and watery." I glanced at it, a red like a hairless little mouse, where is the big eyes watery, clearly two beans, "Your mother doesn't look at you, you cry and your mother also crys, I feel sorry for you......" My mother-in-law kept chattering.
"I knew it was a girl when I heard the crying in the yard. Wang Feng's father said.
They burned horseshoe needles, pricked children's ears and eyes, and tied red threads.
"This child is crying tears, doesn't it mean that newborn children don't shed tears, maybe the tear glands are developed. The neighbor said.
I looked at that little thing and felt nothing, and I was indignant.
"Oh, it's a boy who gave birth, I'm very happy!" If I hear such a shout, I will also be happy, and I will be able to increase hope, and at least I will be able to talk to myself, and even then I can be sure that I will be protected by my son in the future. At this time, I envied my neighbor Zhang Ah even more, she was fighting with her husband and was crushed underneath, and her husband stopped immediately when he shouted, and her son took the stove hook and shaved it on his father's back. Her son, who was eight years old and holding a stove hook in his two hands, said that he was like a little fighter, standing up to the heavens and the earth......!
I had the idea that in the future my son would give me the upper hand, with hooks, shovels, axes, sticks...... Zhang's husband did not beat her son. During my pregnancy, I had the illusion that I had seen the face of a little boy in a flash, and it was always in front of me. How could it not be? In the past nine months, every dream has been like that! Why is it not? How can the things that are envisioned be changed? They have all given birth to sons, Yanyan and Xiaoqing...... I was so sad to give birth to a girl, who was too delicate to carry fifty pounds, and who was afraid to be cautious about her marriage. I dwelt on it without reason, as if I wanted to do it all over again, checked my stomach, deflated, and wept silently.
I've forgotten the general concept of what gender is.
Wang Feng came over at night, took a look at it and said:
"Why is it so small?"
"You're big. ”
"I don't believe it's a girl......"
"It has nothing to do with you......"
"Don't be like me, it's my own? like a sweet potato, you can carry it in your pocket. Besides, I can't touch it, I have a red spot on my forehead......"
For a period of time, I was gloomy, and my sinking mood seemed to be walking down the stone steps on the mountain! Half a month later, I understood that this was an irreparable thing, and there was no way to do it, but my body was still tired. But the first thing I see at Xiaomei every time I wake up, I give her a name. She amazed me. I don't think about who she is, but gradually everyone knows who she is, my child!
Vague thoughts, the end of February in the lunar calendar, the unaccustomed Beikang, the bare windows at night, ...... seem to have descended from the hillside to the flat ground, morning, noon, and night, there is no untouchable concern all the time, which may be the concern of my life, just like the fog always comes from the sea...... It made me feel a lot of emotions.
to be continued
2024.4.6
