The big rooster that recognizes the death of Li Er
Text/Cheng Rong
Yesterday I received a phone call from Shacheng: "Hello Aunt Cheng, I am the ocean." We turned out to be neighbors. I said busily, "Are you Master Tian's son Ocean?" Didn't my son have a big rooster in your house when he was a kid who chased and pecked at him to keep him from going to school? On the phone, he could hear him laughing sheepishly: "How many years has this been?" Do you remember? ”
That was when my son was in the first grade. My family lives in a row house in the railway dormitory, next door to Master Tian's home. The daughter, who leads her brother to school, must pass through the door of his house
Within a few days of school, my son cried and said that he would not go to school. I mean no, no persuasion, so angry that I slapped him twice. The daughter said busily: "Mom, don't complain about your brother." There was a big rooster that chased his brother and bit him, and the younger brother couldn't run him. "I was still curious: is there really such a rooster in the world that deceives the small and afraid of the big?"
The next day I went to take the kids to school myself. As soon as I left the house, I saw a mighty big rooster standing on the coal shed of Master Tian's house. It saw my son from afar, and flew over with its wings flapped. While chasing, he pecked his son's head with his mouth, and the son staggered and ran in fright. I pounced and hit it, but he was not afraid, and he did not give up. So angry that I grabbed the broom by the door and drove it away
When I got home, I wondered if my son's yellow hat had stimulated the rooster. So the next day I changed my son's hat, but the fighting chicken in this rooster still ran after his son with perseverance. The son is short and short-legged, and there are always times when he can't run it, so he has to let his sister hold hands and run while crying.
My job is to work three shifts, and sometimes I can't pick up and drop off the children. I thought of a stupid way to tie a red cloth strip on a small stick and let my daughter shake the stick while leading her brother. Not to mention that the first few days worked. Unexpectedly, after the rooster got used to it, it still chased after it. But there is only one way to go to school, and my son is humming and chirping every day, and he is wronged.
Finally, one day, I couldn't stand it anymore. The reason is that although the rooster did not peck at the head, it scratched the son's face with its claws, almost scratching the eye. So I went to the class to find Master Tian and told him that I wanted to buy his rooster, and Master Tian was inexplicable. After listening to me explain the reason, the masters in the class all laughed badly. Master Tian said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" This chicken was originally bought for children to play. I didn't expect it to grow so fast and run into such a big disaster. ”
That night, a strong fragrance wafted through the alley. Xiao Haiyang held a large bowl of chicken: "Auntie, this is for my brother to eat, and my father still asked me to say sorry." ”
Now my sons are in their 40s. But he was terrified, carrying a small school bag and fleeing from place to place, as if it were just yesterday. But I have always wondered: Is there really such a big rooster in the world who recognizes death?
About the Author:
Cheng Rong, born in 1949. In 1969, he graduated from beijing railway normal school and was assigned to work at Shacheng Railway Station. Since childhood, my father taught me to read and write. The manuscripts have been published in "China Youth Daily", "Huailai Culture", "Wenxin Pavilion", "Evening Love", "People's Railway Daily", "Old Railway", "Beijing Evening News" and so on, enriching their sunset life.