It has rained for most of the day today, and I have time to open the door of memory and let the bits and pieces of childhood fly in the memories to my heart's content
When I was a child, I had a very good friend, we did not belong to the same village or town, but because we were not very far apart from each other, we often met to hunt pigweed, and we were left in the bud valley on the hillside behind the house, and by the ditch at the corner of the field.
She has a younger brother who is two years younger than her, and the sister and brother have a good relationship, and our pigweed brother basically follows after us.
My brother was very clever and mischievous, and he was not far away when we were threshing pigweed, sometimes climbing up a tree like a monkey to dig up a few birds' eggs, sometimes breaking the stones by the ditch and catching some crabs.
We always took a box of matches with us when we went out, and whenever my brother had a harvest, we would light a fire and put it on the fire to roast.
Almost all of the eggs that were roasted at the beginning were wasted and not eaten, and after a while they were put on the fire, they exploded, and they jumped into the ashes and there was nothing left.
Later, we wrapped the eggs in some wide leaves and buried them in the ashes of the fire, so that we could get the cooked, whole eggs to eat.
But that's not much, many times a person can only divide one, occasionally divide two, if the share is uneven, give it to the younger brother to eat, because it is he dug it out, he is a great hero, he should eat more.
The eggs are too small, not to mention one or two, even ten or eight, which is not enough to stuff the teeth, and it is not easy to peel We often throw it in our mouths without peeling it clean, and chew and swallow the eggshell "click, click".
Or the crab's head is bigger, although the shell is more fleshy and less, because it is easy to catch a lot of harvest, we roasted it black, the two hands are changed to pour, and the mouth is still breathing.
When it can enter the mouth, in addition to swallowing it all without chewing, when the poop comes out, you can still see a small section of the crab calf that cannot be digested.
Picking sweet potatoes, picking mulberries and all kinds of bubbles is our daily life, whenever I go home alone with their siblings, I feel so lonely, so uncomfortable, I obviously have a brother, why not such an intimate time?
They had an aunt who married far away to Jiangsu, and wrote back to let her brother and sister-in-law go to work, because they could only go hungry for food in the field, and their parents ruthlessly handed over the sister and brother to their parents, packed their bags and prepared to go to Jiangsu to work hard.
On the day I left, I happened to be at their house, my sister and brother cried into tears, and I couldn't help crying, my brother hugged his mother's leg and cried heartbreakingly, his voice was hoarse, and his mother hugged his brother with tears in his eyes and kissed and kissed: "Listen to your grandparents at home, Mom and Dad go outside to earn money for you, and come back to buy you delicious food." ”
After saying that, he put his younger brother into his grandmother's arms, turned his head and left, his younger brother kept struggling in his grandmother's arms, grandma couldn't hold it and almost let him fall to the ground, grandpa hurriedly came to help and hugged his younger brother.
She looked at her parents who were walking away and shouted sadly to her parents to chase after her, and her mother hugged her and touched her head: "Little brother, you have to let him go, mother knows that you are a good and sensible child, you sisters and brothers must listen to your grandparents at home, do you know? Mom and Dad will miss you!"
Her tears kept falling down like pearls with broken threads, but she still nodded desperately, watching her parents get into the car, the car went farther and farther, she hugged me and cried for a long time before she stopped.
After their parents left, life seemed to be the same as before, and we still came and went to hunt pigweed and play together.
When I was playing at my house, my dad's low EQ and not enough head asked people all the time: "When will your parents come back?"
Sometimes they simply say, "It's a kidnapping! Your parents haven't come back for so long, they don't want you anymore!"
Whenever this happens, my siblings always have tears in their eyes, and my mother will say, "Oh! It's so pitiful to leave the doll on the roof, and I want to cry when I talk about my mother." "In fact, if they don't mention it, it is impossible for the sister and brother to want to cry, can they not be sad if they poke someone's lung tube?
At that time, she and I were both in the second grade of elementary school, and my younger brother was in kindergarten, and we did not go to the same school, but we learned to do homework and play together after school at night.
She wrote crookedly in her homework book: "Dear Mom and Dad: Are you all right? My brother and I miss you so much, we listen to our grandparents very much, my little hens have begun to lay eggs, and the little piglets have grown up much better, when will you come back?"
She would tear out the letters written in the homework book and give them to my grandparents, so that they could send them to my parents when they sent them, and sometimes they sent letters to distant places with my name on them.
Whenever I received a reply from my parents, my siblings always came to me with a happy face and jumped up, sharing the good news with me as soon as possible, feeling their joy, and my smile was as bright as a spring flower.
Time flies, and in a flash it is winter, and they tell me that my parents will come back for the New Year, and in those days they walk with the wind, and every cell in their body is shouting for happiness.
Entering the wax moon, the sisters and brothers looked under the old paulownia tree at the entrance of the village all day long, disappointed every day, and looked at them every day, until the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, their parents had not returned home.
I can clearly feel the flame of hope in their eyes being extinguished day by day, and my heart is tense and sad for them for no reason.
In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, we had given up all hope and were playing listlessly, when suddenly the voices of our siblings, parents and parents calling for them, raised their heads and everyone was stunned, only to see them carrying large bags and small bags on their shoulders and hands, looking at our direction with a happy face.
The younger brother was stunned for half a minute, before throwing away the stone in his hand, waw wow howling and rushing to his parents, the cry was earth-shattering, the landslide cracked, people couldn't help but feel like a knife, liver and intestines, parents threw away all the luggage and hugged the sister and brother tightly in their arms.
When everyone's mood eased down, Mom and Dad said that the factory was working for a few days and came back late, they took out the gifts for the sisters and brothers from the bag one by one, and the aunt gave me a banana, which was the first time I saw a banana in my life, I took it in my hand and looked at it, smelled it, and covered it in my pocket like a baby.
When I took it home, even my parents didn't know what it was, and the family carefully shared and ate it, only to know that there was such a sweet and soft glutinous thing in this world.
The time of reunion was very short, and a few days after the Chinese New Year, the parents of the two siblings were going out to work again, and I once again witnessed the tearful and heart-wrenching parting.
One year during this period, my uncle and aunt asked my parents if they wanted to go out to work with them alone, because I was still young, and unlike their own parents who could help them, I had to stay alone at home.
My parents refused without hesitation, in their words, they had a sister over there, and they went to the bunk (dependent), and they used to be blind, and if they didn't get used to it, they couldn't take care of the way back.
In this way, in the fourth year that I watched their siblings get together with their parents, the year we graduated from primary school, their parents used the money they earned from part-time jobs to buy a house in Ya'an City, and the siblings also transferred to a school in the city.
The family's land was planted by a well-connected neighbor, and their grandparents also went to the city to set up a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes and roasted corn, and took care of the siblings.
My parents also scoffed at other people's behavior: "The peasants have not done their jobs properly, and they have even lost their land, and they will know how to eat and be hungry in the future! Isn't it fragrant to have a lot of money to save in the bank and eat interest? What kind of house to buy? Sell red and corn, which are eaten by pigs, and can they be sold off?"
They never knew that the two old men could earn money from selling roasted sweet potatoes and roasted corn for a year that they couldn't earn by planting land for several years.
They didn't even know that the house was later sold when they were about to move to the provincial capital, and the value increased by more than ten times, and they never earned the money from the sale of that house in their lives.
Day by day, year after year, I watched my best friend drift away in his life until he disappeared
Since the siblings moved away, I have rarely seen them, and two of the last few times we met were at the funerals of their grandparents, and the old people paid attention to returning to their roots, because there were too many people at the funeral, and we didn't say a few words in total.
I heard that their parents became bosses, and finally settled in Chengdu, and both siblings went to college, and later both had good jobs and families.
Five years ago, during the Qingming Festival, I met them who returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors when I was walking on the side of the road, a family drove three luxury cars, and my uncles and aunts became a lot richer.
I know that they didn't recognize me, my childhood playmate, and that the years have carved too many vicissitudes on me, and they are still glamorous and youthful.
After identifying themselves, they also changed from strangeness and alienation to intimacy, everyone stood on the side of the road and sighed for a long time, and they took down a lot of snacks from the car and stuffed them into my two children.
Although we left a phone and added WeChat, I never gave them a phone call or chatted once, I know that we have gone far away, no longer a person of the same world, and it is the best choice not to disturb for the rest of our lives, and we are all well.
Last year, my husband had an accident, and I launched a water drip chip in the circle of friends, and one of them donated 500 yuan to me, although it was a donation, they were not bad for that money, but I still wanted to find a chance to return it.
After graduating from junior high school, they said that they would not let me go to school, and they were reluctant to send me to learn a sewing trade.
In the second half of that year, I only learned a few months of craftsmanship, and at the age of 15, I embarked on the road of part-time work, with a yearning for an unknown life.
Due to his lack of skill, he suffered all kinds of difficulties from the boss, and the taste was indescribable, and no one could say anything.
When I came home and gave them all the money I had earned through all my hardships, they opened their mouths and smiled, yes, I can earn money for them, and I can help them with their own sons, shouldn't they be happy?
They gave birth to me and raised me for 15 years, and I took my life for them.
In my family, I should say that everyone is better off than me! My parents have never had to support me since I was 15 years old, how easy!
My children don't know what sorrow is, they enjoy the happiness of their childhood, and when the sky falls, I give them a top, maybe this is the value and meaning of my visit to the world!
In fact, I have always known that the road to the outside of the mountain is a broad road to happiness, my parents did not have the courage to walk, I wanted to go but was tripped and lost the opportunity to walk, in the coming days I will let my children go for a walk, break through.
Because I know the difficulty of being bound hands and feet, and the hopelessness and helplessness of having my dreams cut off, I will never let history repeat itself, even if I risk my life, I will do my best to create wings for my children to fly, so that they can fly ......#农村寡妇忆平生 the vast sky#