I miss my third sister-in-law, Cui Ling
□ Mabaogua
The earth awoke from sleep, the glaciers thawed, the mountain peach blossoms bloomed, and the plants and trees sprouted slightly...... My third sister-in-law is gone in this spring of recovery.
The third sister-in-law's life was already in danger, but the moment she received the news of her death, she still felt a little like she was falling apart. I hurriedly bought a high-speed rail ticket to Beijing, and rushed to the capital with a sad mood to see off my third sister-in-law for the last time.
Over the years, with my third brother's unremitting perseverance, my third sister-in-law has been fighting against the disease for 14 years...... By March last year, the third sister-in-law, who had been hospitalized for a long time, had developed to the point where she was unable to recover, and my third brother was like a stubborn old cow still riveting and riveting the third sister-in-law until the last breath of her life.
During the two days of bidding farewell to my third sister-in-law, tears swollen my eyes. I have never dared to look directly at the third brother, who is emaciated and much older all of a sudden...... There was no third sister-in-law in the room, and there was an extra frame of her portrait on the table. Standing in front of the portrait of the third sister-in-law, I looked at her for a long time with blurry teary eyes, and my mind was full of pictures of her life.
(a)
The third sister-in-law is a Beijing educated youth, in December 1968, in response to the party's call, with enthusiasm from the ancient capital of Beijing to a rural village in Jinnan to settle down. For several years, her great youth was dedicated to the vast yellow earth. In 1973, the third sister-in-law, who has always been down-to-earth, diligent, hard-working, and hard-working, was admitted to a medical school after being recommended by layers of assessment and participating in the national unified proposition examination (the only entrance examination during the Cultural Revolution).
The first time I met my third sister-in-law was in the spring of 1976. She came to Jishan People's Hospital for an internship as a college student who was about to graduate from medical school. To be precise, she was not my third sister-in-law at the time, but just my brother's classmate. In front of me, she exudes a youthful charm that I have never experienced, with a slender figure, fair complexion, a beautiful face with black and shiny hair, and a standard Mandarin that is pleasant to the ear.
At that time, more than two years of rural labor had already polished me into a gray-eyed village girl, and I had hardly seen people and people outside Fenbei except for looking for some spiritual sustenance from novels every day. The third sister-in-law in front of her is gentle, intellectual, elegant, and she is at the level of "the pride of the sky". I stood in front of her, like an ugly duckling looking up at the white swan, and there was a more or less unconcealed shame and restraint in my heart.
That morning, on the rehabilitation road on the east side of the entrance of the county people's hospital, my third sister-in-law and I chatted with some polite questions while walking. This was our first contact, and she walked to my right side, and suddenly said to me in a tone of appreciation: "Your brother is the leader of our class, and he has a very good character and is also very capable. Listening to her praise and seeing her bright eyes when she mentioned her third brother, I suddenly had a special sense of pride in my heart, because what she praised was my own brother!
At noon, the third sister-in-law took me to the hospital canteen to buy steamed buns, and she brought me a plate of vinegar with a smile and said to me: You Shanxi people can't do without vinegar, so eat it. We squatted on the concrete floor and ate it. After eating, the third sister-in-law took me back to the dormitory where she shared a few female classmates, fetched half a basin of water for me, and brought me a transparent bottle with a pale pink lotion for me to wipe after washing. At that time, I had only used alabaster in large round bottles, and I had never seen such a slender and delicate bottle. After I washed it and got it in my hand, I was at a loss, I didn't know how to use it, I just checked it in my hand, and when the third sister-in-law turned around and didn't pay attention, I turned my back and pretended to wipe it, and put the vial back in place. After coming out, the porcelain face washed with soap was tense in the wind outside.
From the first meeting, the third sister-in-law took care of me a series of times, and I vaguely felt that her feelings for my brother had surpassed the friendship between ordinary classmates.
In the middle of spring that year, the weather was warm and cold, the fields and the trees on the roadside were not completely green, and the wind was still a little stinging on the face. One morning, Uncle Bang Wen led a few of our young members to smash hu jie (clods of soil) with a pickaxe in the field on the east side of Zhaonan Road. When she was about to reach the ground, she suddenly saw the third sister-in-law riding a bicycle from Zhaonan Road in the direction of the village, she was dressed in a blue suit, and her waist-length two braids hung down on her chest. We couldn't help but be overjoyed when we met each other. I walked quickly out of the ground, picked up the pickaxe, and led her home. As my brother's classmate, she came to my house for the first time.
In those modest days, there was no food such as fruit to entertain guests at home. My mother gave her the best she could, at most she made a dumpling. The third sister-in-law was generous, polite and courteous, and amiable, which left a very good impression on our family. A person's inherent qualities are revealed in their inadvertent mannerisms. In the eyes of my family, she was my brother's classmate, and we deserved to be treated like this anyway. What's more, she is so comfortable, just like someone said, "She is not a breeze, but she is as soft as a breeze". In the afternoon, I kept her to stay, and the third sister-in-law readily agreed. In her eyes, I should be a knowledgeable and accomplished rural youth, a little different from other girls, and I can see that she also appreciates me. But I knew in my heart that I had a few pounds and a few taels, and she overestimated me.
At that time, the countryside was full of clay kangs, and the spring cold was still steep. In order to resist the cold at night, I brought firewood and burned the kang in the house where my sister-in-law used to live in the middle of the North Building. Since this room had been unoccupied for a long time, foggy white water vapor rose everywhere around the earthen kang, and the green smoke from the mouth of the fire tunnel was thick in the one-and-a-half-sized hut. This scene made me very at a loss, and I looked at my third sister-in-law embarrassedly. However, she smiled as if she was fine, and looked very useless and receptive. The third sister-in-law has lived in Beijing since she was a child and grew up in a privileged family environment. But the third sister-in-law never reacted to the slightest unhappiness, and happily stayed with me for one night. That afternoon, I found a comic strip of Dream of Red Mansions for her to read, and she happily flipped through it. At that time, there was no television or radio in the countryside, and the family could not find anything to decorate the atmosphere except for the "reference news" and storybooks that my father subscribed to.
When the third sister-in-law and her interns left Jishan, I went to the county seat to say goodbye. At the bus station, I gave her a hardcover notebook and solemnly wrote a short greeting on the homepage, which roughly meant to let her soar in the sky of medical career like an eagle...... The third sister-in-law was amazed by how well I wrote. He also said that it would be too condescending to let me stay in the countryside all the time. Hearing her say this, I smiled helplessly, and tears almost didn't fall out.
(b)
Later, my guess came true. During their time at school, the third brother and sister-in-law admired each other, fell in love with each other, and the two fell in love. During this period, the third brother privately let me see a single photo of the third sister-in-law performing in Korean national costumes. That beautiful photo is not something I can completely summarize in one or two sentences. Back then, the third sister-in-law was a member of the literary and artistic committee in their class, who could sing and dance, and was the backbone of literature and art in the school. Later, when the third brother came back from vacation, he wore a pair of dark blue pants with good texture on his legs, and he told me that the third sister-in-law quietly bought them from Beijing and secretly stuffed them under the pillow on his bed. As I listened, the names of a pair of Western lovers popped into my head – Romeo and Juliet. Later, after several twists and turns, in the opposition of my parents, they finally got a marriage certificate and came together in the summer of the second year after graduation.
At that time, my parents' opposition had their own reasons: the most important thing was that my family was rural, and my parents were reluctant to climb high, and felt that it was unrealistic to marry an intellectual family in Beijing. But the third sister-in-law just fell in love with my third brother, except for the third brother, she didn't want anything. I didn't ask for a penny of dowry, I didn't mention any conditions, and I insisted on it until the final "victory".
After they graduated, the third brother chose to return to work in the county hospital in order to accompany his elderly parents. The third sister-in-law went to Sanhe County Hospital, which borders Beijing, and then went to work at a hospital in Beijing. The youth of the two of them was spent in more than ten years of separation between the two places, in endless lovesickness and care. And every year during the Spring Festival, the third sister-in-law took her children with heavy bags and took a crowded green train for more than 23 hours to rush back to Jishan to reunite with my parents and family...... No matter how far away or difficult it is, the third brother and three sisters-in-law are always affectionate and affectionate.
In the autumn of the second year after their marriage, the third brother brought the third sister-in-law who came to Jishan to visit my parents. Because I didn't know that the third sister-in-law was coming back in advance, I didn't prepare anything to eat at home. My room is located in a room of less than five square meters on the east side of the South Xiamen Building, and the space is cramped and narrow. My mother hurriedly brought firewood to prepare for cooking, and when the third sister-in-law saw this, she walked over and pulled up her mother, who was sitting in front of the stove and was about to make a fire, and said, "Mom, I'll come." My mother looked puzzled: Will you? The third sister-in-law replied with a smile on her face: When I was in the queue, I saw it in the villager's house, and I learned to make a fire. She could not refuse, and after pulling her mother up, she sat down and stuffed a large handful of wheat straw through the mouth of the stove. I was curious that she could make a fire, so I stood at the door like a puppet watching my third sister-in-law's every move. With a stroke of "snort", the third sister-in-law reached out and lit the firewood under the stove with the flame of the match stem. After a while, a thick puff of smoke with tongues of fire rushed out of the stove, and my third sister-in-law didn't have time to dodge, her head and body just instinctively leaned back...... A cloud of smoke mixed with a smell of burnt hair quickly spread. I hurriedly pulled the third sister-in-law up, only to see that her face was faintly covered with a layer of gray and black like a flower cat, and a few burnt bangs were scorched on her forehead, and her eyebrows did not seem to be spared. She ran her hair back and forth with both hands, and said in a loud voice: It's okay, it's okay. The black smoke with tongues of fire slammed out mischievously and then stopped. The third sister-in-law did not give up because of this, but she sat back in front of the stove regardless of it, lit the charcoal fire with all her strength, and helped her mother cook a peasant meal. At the beginning of the meal, the third sister-in-law brought bowls and chopsticks to my parents, and also brought out the canned meat and pastries she brought back for the whole family to taste. That day, we had a delicious lunch together as a family.
Details can reflect a person's quality, and the flashes and gloom of human nature are often clear at a glance from the subtleties. After that day, I had a new understanding of my third sister-in-law, she is the kind of good woman who can go to the hall and the kitchen. The word Xiuwai Huizhong was given to her, which is not an exaggeration at all.
When the third sister-in-law was 39 years old, she returned to the county seat to give birth to her second child. When she was in labor, she was the only one by her side, and finally waited for her little niece to land. That difficult day allowed me to witness the hardships and difficulties of an elderly pregnant woman who survived from the ghost gate...... At that time, my father was sick and bedridden for many years, my mother was old and sick, and the two elders had no time to take care of themselves, and they still needed a few sisters to take care of themselves to survive. During the whole month of the third sister-in-law, neither the family members of the two sides took care of her, nor did she ask a nanny to serve her, only my third brother squeezed time to help my sister-in-law cook soup and cook after work, wash and scrub. It was my sister-in-law who survived the confinement alone. The third sister-in-law who survived the confinement did not complain at all, and always sent warm greetings and concern to my parents.
In my eyes, the third sister-in-law will always belong to the kind of humble, virtuous, and generous woman. Looking back at the various treatments of young people today when they have a child, I have to sigh that among the women like my sister-in-law in that era (including me, of course), which one did not have the will and body to resist wear? Which one did not give birth to a child and raise it by herself? Especially like my sister-in-law, who came to Jishan alone to give birth to a child, except for my brother, there were two people. Her calmness, patience and perseverance are even more commendable.
(c)
In my impression, I have never seen the third sister-in-law hanging her face, let alone her angry look. She was always so pleasant and understanding. Let me, a sister-in-law, come to her without the slightest vigilance and restraint.
As a doctor, the third sister-in-law is not only skilled in medicine, but also ingenious and can draw and draw. I am getting married in the first month of the 80s, and in the preparation stage before marriage, I want to buy a pair of pillowcases like Ma Xiuying's wedding, but her pillowcases are bought from Dalian, and the county can't buy them at all.
In the middle of the month, the third sister-in-law happened to come back from visiting relatives. She asked me to bring so-young's pillowcase for her to see. It was a pair of milky white pillowcases embroidered with a long branch and a large chrysanthemum in one color of red thread, more than two inches wide along the edge of the circumference, the outer edge of the edge cloth was both simple and novel, and it was also made of the same big red thread, finely locked into the edge like water swinging waves. The whole pillowcase is not only refined and beautiful, but also simple and generous. The third sister-in-law looked at it and said to me: If you can't buy it, make it with your hands. When I heard her, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. The third sister-in-law picked up a pencil and laid a white cloth on the table, and traced it with the pattern on the pillowcase. There is a third sister-in-law who has drawn a good look, and all that is left is to embroider it by hand with needle and thread, and the edge of the pillowcase edge cloth is also completed by hand-winding the lock. It was slow, time-consuming, and laborious. With the help of my sister-in-law and sisters, two days later, a pair of handmade pillowcases were finally completed.
That day, after the third sister-in-law finished painting the pillowcase, she asked me what else I needed her to do. I was particularly fond of a drilled woolen vest with a flat neck on the chest and straps on both shoulders. I want to, but I can't weave. When the third sister-in-law heard this, she happily agreed. When she returned to the county seat that afternoon, she smiled and said to me: Don't worry, I'll get it back for you in a few days.
One day a year ago, the third sister-in-law came back, and she showed me the knitted wool vest. The emerald green woolen waistcoat shone in front of my eyes, the most fashionable style of the day, and the straps on each side of the chest were decorated with two white jade-like round buttons. I quickly took off my padded jacket and tried it, hey, it fits quite well! The third sister-in-law was happy to see me, and her face was full of relief, and I still remember it.
The years go by. Now, more than 40 years have passed. However, the pair of pillowcases drawn by the third sister-in-law and the wool vest she knitted by herself are still there. Although the wool vest is outdated and no longer worn, the love of the third sister-in-law strung together with a needle and thread has always run through my life.
In the 80s and 90s, the commodity economy, logistics and transportation were far less convenient and developed than they are now. When I wanted to buy a lovely piece of clothing or daily necessities, etc., and couldn't buy them in the county, I thought of my third sister-in-law. The third sister-in-law is always responsive and enthusiastic about purchasing to meet my wishes.
In the 70s, I wore the first light purple shirt and a pair of fashionable "bread shoes" on my feet in the early 80s, all of which my third brother and sister-in-law bought from Beijing and gave them to me. In that era when it was not yet open and the economy was still relatively backward, I also wore a high-end fashion sense for a while.
When the third sister-in-law was young, she not only set up and support her clothes, but also had a unique eye for clothes. Wearing the same clothes on her, the effect is definitely a lot better. At the end of the eighties, the third sister-in-law wore a light coffee-colored coat with a stand-up collar and a collar and placket with braids of the same color. The enthusiastic third sister-in-law saw my thoughts. During the Spring Festival the next year, she bought me a dress of the same brand and style, but with a slight color difference, and gave it to me. Overjoyed, I immediately put it on and looked left and right in the mirror for a long time, although I was much more beautiful in the mirror than before. But I still can't wear the effect of the third sister-in-law. I understand that this is the difference between people and human appearance, which is limited by nature and has nothing to do with clothes. The third sister-in-law is the third sister-in-law, stupid melon or stupid melon!
In the month of 91, the third sister-in-law came back from visiting relatives, and she wore a set of hats and scarves with a combination of light gray and green on her head and neck, which was very chic and beautiful. I only praised it, and the third sister-in-law left it to me when she returned to Beijing. For several winters, I wore the hat and scarf left by my third sister-in-law, not only to keep warm from the cold, but also because it was a foreign product in the capital. As long as normal people have the desire to pursue beauty, I am no exception!
There are also two things that my third sister-in-law gave me, which I still use today. First, in the early autumn of 2001, when I sent my son to Beijing to go to university, I saw my third sister-in-law wearing a cool hat with a turmeric background embellished with brown stripes, and her style was simple and exquisite. She wears it plainly, solemnly and elegantly. The next day, after breakfast, I will go to Tiananmen Square. It was a sunny day, and when I was about to go out, my third sister-in-law took out her cool hat and asked me to put it on, and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." I gladly accepted it, put it on and walked around happily, holding my head in the Forbidden City and Tiananmen Square for a day.
Now, more than 20 years have passed, and I have bought a lot of cool hats to shade the sun, but the only one that can continue to be used is the one given to me by my third sister-in-law. So far, there is still no hat with the same texture and style as this one, it is still a unique existence - durable, durable, and durable. In my eyes, it's another everlasting fashion.
The second is that every summer, I can always remember wearing a cold-colored flower skirt, which was given to me by my third sister-in-law in the early nineties. All the dresses I bought have been eliminated with the times, but this skirt is still there and still wearing. Last summer, when I went shopping at the supermarket, a woman in her fifties asked me where I got it? Her admiring gaze strengthened my determination to continue wearing it next summer.
Some things, because of their texture and quality, are always in sync with the times and timeless. The two clothes given to me by my third sister-in-law have become an eternal fashion and souvenir for me, and will continue to embellish the ageless time of my life.
(iv)
In my memory, there were several scenes of reunion and parting with my third sister-in-law, which I will never forget. On the 25th day of the second lunar month of 1996, it was the day after my mother was buried. My parents were gone, and I suddenly felt that the old house had become an empty shell. Our brothers and sisters are grieving...... Next, after preparing to erect a monument to his parents, he will lock the door and go his way. Everyone's heart is sad, and it's not a taste of emptiness.
Since her two young children attend primary school and kindergarten in Beijing and are unattended, the third sister-in-law has to be the first to leave home and return to Beijing. That morning, the third sister-in-law packed her luggage, turned around and walked into the Beixia house, knelt down on her knees to say goodbye to her parents' portraits, and she called "Dad...... Mom ...... and couldn't cry anymore. The third sister-in-law knelt down, "Dad, Mom, I'm going to Beijing, and I'll never see you again...... You two have to ...... well over there" At that time, I was standing on the left side of the third sister-in-law and only wiping her tears, and the neighbor's aunt stepped forward to help the third sister-in-law get up in tears, choked up and couldn't say a word, and all the people in the house were dyed and cried...... The third sister-in-law walked to the yard and picked up a simple duffel bag and said goodbye to everyone with tears. In the 28 years since my mother left, this scene has come to my mind countless times.
Fifteen years have passed in a hurry. In the late autumn of 2010, the third sister-in-law was suddenly diagnosed with breast cancer and was admitted to a hospital in Beijing for surgery. When we heard the unfortunate news, we were stunned, how could God let my third sister-in-law get such a disease?
The third brother waited at the door of the ward, and when he saw us coming, he couldn't hold back his tears before he finished his sentence. The third brother was afraid that the third sister-in-law would see it, so he turned his back and walked a few steps towards the right side of the aisle, sobbing and wiping his tears in a panic. This is the second time I have seen my mother cry after her death, and it turns out that the third brother who is a strong man in my heart will be so fragile.
When I entered the ward, I saw my third sister-in-law lying on the bed with a pale face and almost losing her hair due to chemotherapy. Suddenly, a picture of the Spring Festival in a certain year came to mind, the tall and capable third sister-in-law was wearing a long snowflake coat, and she walked towards us with a radiant and temperamental demeanor...... Looking at the weak third sister-in-law on the hospital bed in front of me, the strong image contrast of the same person made my tears flood down like a flood.
When I came out of the hospital that afternoon, the city of Beijing suddenly blew violently, and the trees on both sides of the street fell in one direction, and the gray clouds firmly covered the sky, and the day became as dark as the bottom of a pot covered with black ash, and in an instant it began to rain heavily...... Each of us is as sad and heavy as lead, and as restless as this bad weather.
In the following ten years, the third brother has been doing everything possible to fight for the best treatment for the third sister-in-law, and they have shared weal and woe, and walked together through thick and thin.
(5)
Nearly 11 years later. On the afternoon of August 16, 2021, my daughter accompanied me to the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University to register for an expert to diagnose my condition. It is more than eight o'clock in the evening to take the high-speed train to Beijing West Railway Station, there is a daughter to take care of, take a car or take the subway to the hotel near the hospital is far away, but it is not a matter, but the third brother has to drive to pick us up, the reason is that he is not worried about me!
I have never been productive since I was a child, and every time I go to a strange place, I feel more or less panicked and uneasy because of my unfamiliarity, especially in Beijing, which is a huge size. In the hurried exit crowd, I saw the third brother and the third sister-in-law standing at the agreed exit from a distance, leaning their necks and waving while looking. As soon as I saw the third brother, my limbs that had been dull and tormented for many days seemed to be relieved like attachment, and my heart suddenly felt a lot easier.
My daughter helped my third sister-in-law and me and got into my third brother's car together. On the way to the hotel, it was raining heavily, the dense rain lines were like countless silver whips whipping the body, the wipers on the windows were blowing quickly from side to side, and the water on the road was flowing like a small river. The rain has been unscrupulously underground, and all the cars on the road can only explore and move slowly. When we passed through a tunnel on the road, the water was already rushing under the bridge, and almost the lower half of all the cars were submerged in the deep water. The car driven by the third brother also moved slowly forward like a turtle shell floating in the water. I was so frightened that I didn't dare to speak, and my heart and even my injured left limb became more and more dull and painful as if I had been poured cement. Danger can happen at any time, the third brother drove nervously and calmly, and the third sister-in-law seemed to be relaxed for us...... After more than two hours on the road, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the Ji Hotel...... Finally, there is no danger.
The third brother and sister-in-law are already in their late teens, and the third sister-in-law's health has long since deteriorated, but she still has to pick me up and pick me up regardless of the spirits, but I can imagine how painful and tired her sick body is! I feel so uncomfortable, Beijing is so big, and the sky is so dark, they still have to drive a long way to return home, and it will take a long time. The night is deep, the sky is like a leaky sieve, and the rain is still falling...... Standing at the door of the hotel, looking at the car driven away by the third brother and sister-in-law in the rain, I burst into tears.
The next morning, the sky cleared. In a taxi to the hospital, it was learned that a couple had been killed last night when they were driving past a bridge in Beijing due to heavy rain. Thinking about the scene of the third brother driving through the bridge and cave in the dark and rain last night, we were lucky to escape, and we were really a little scared!
I have lived for most of my life, experienced a lot of people and things, and always have a little emotion of my own, no matter when or where, some care and sweet words that only stay on the lips often seem illusory and small in the face of actual actions. And my third brother and sister-in-law, they belong to the kind of people who always put care into action!
On the afternoon of August 22, I received an admission notice from the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University. After a series of preoperative examinations, I was admitted to the Third Hospital of Peking University on the morning of the 25th to undergo a difficult operation under general anesthesia.
My third sister-in-law, who had to rely on chemotherapy once a week to maintain her life in a hospital in Beijing, had to come to the hospital with her after hearing what my third brother had told me. That morning, due to traffic jams, it took more than two hours for the third brother to drive and pull the third sister-in-law to the gate of the Third Hospital of Peking University. Every day, the big hospitals in Beijing come to see patients from all over the country. More than 20 meters away from me, I finally saw my third sister-in-law get out of the car and walk towards me from the steps on the north side of the street. On a hot day, she wore a thin hat around her head and her face was puffy, smiling hard at me...... Because there is no parking lot, I can't stay at the gate for a long time, and because of the tight investigation of epidemic prevention and control, the third brother can only poke his head out of the car window and tell me some precautions, and bring me a large bag of daily necessities. My daughter and I both urged them to leave quickly and not to worry about me. The third brother slowly drove forward, and the weak third sister-in-law still refused to leave, and she encouraged me to face the operation bravely...... In those short few minutes, the third sister-in-law left me with enough warmth and strength to reminisce about a lifetime.
What is a real relative? When a person is in a great predicament and needs the strength to go to the soup to survive the calamity, the person who cares about you and sacrifices his life to help you is the relative who needs to be remembered and thanked for the rest of his life.
I never expected that at noon on August 25, 2021 at the gate of the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University, it would be the last time that my third sister-in-law and I met in this life. Since then, yin and yang have been separated, and we will never see each other again. No one can predict tomorrow and the future. That day, due to nervousness and torment, my mind was a mess, my body and mind were tormented by the fear before the operation, and I did not cherish the last time with my third sister-in-law, and now I regret it very, very much when I think about it......
At this time, the third sister-in-law in the frame seemed to be patiently listening to me...... Then allow me to say a few more words from my heart: Third sister-in-law, you and my third brother have been in love for most of their lives, and people say that "young couples come together for the elderly". Why are you so kind, generous, and understanding, how can you bear to leave my third brother alone and turn away...... Third sister-in-law, the matter has come to this, and I know that it is too late to say anything. It is also said that there is no sickness or calamity in heaven. Finally, the old sister wept blood and kowtowed, I hope you will take care of yourself over there, and you will not seek to be rich and rich, just be safe and sound! I beg for the next life, you will still be my third sister-in-law!
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