Out of the ambush, there is a feeling of "pushing Xuanna slightly cool". Half-hidden the door, reclining on the sofa to read Feng Zikai's "Nursing Life Painting Collection". The neighbor's kitten quietly entered the house and looked timidly. Afraid of disturbing it, I froze on the couch. The kitten saw that there was no one in the room, a little lost, "meowing" and barking, not knowing what it was saying.
I slowly removed the book from my face and sat up gently. The kitten looked at me, without the slightest intention of leaving. Only then did I know that my previous worries were superfluous. It turns out that the kitten knows people, it recognizes me, we are neighbors! People are inferior to cats, I suppose.
Housed in a reinforced concrete building, today's neighbor is just a symbol, no content. "Chickens and dogs hear each other, old and dead do not interact with each other", thousands of years of "ideals" have become a reality, rejoice? Sad?
Think about that time in the countryside, the neighbors visited the door, it was really like a common thing. It is not an exaggeration to say that "one day is not seen as three autumns apart" for neighborhood feelings. The keys of the left neighbor may be kept in the right house, and the elderly in the front yard may also eat in the backyard. The eggs of the Zhang family were laid in the Chicken Nest of the Wang Family, and the children of the Zhao Family stayed in the Kangtou of the Li Family, which was even more common. At that time, our family conditions were not good, there were many sisters, there was less housing, and I was the eldest brother, and it was inconvenient to live at home, so I grew up in the homes of my neighbors. When I think about it now, although my heart is sour, I still have a lingering fragrance.
There is a folk saying, "The rich man may not be able to put the whole family in charge", what does it mean? That is to say, whoever has to borrow something from someone else's house will inevitably borrow something from someone else's house. As the saying goes, stone egg bowls are useful, and this is the truth. At that time, the farm tools were not divided into households, and the livestock were not picked up by the lord; there was work to be done together, and there was food to eat together; there were sins and blessings to be shared, and relatives and neighbors were like a family.
It is often said that distant relatives are inferior to close neighbors, and this is true. Whoever has something to do with the family will be crowded with people in the yard, and there will be no one to help. Even if there is usually a little friction, it is also a matter of "tongue and teeth", and it will never be revenge. As soon as the red and white things were there, they suddenly disappeared, and everyone was reconciled, like a family. The door was good for Qin and Jin, and the front and back courtyards were friends with Zhilan, and almost half of the villages had relatives. Between people with different surnames, the uncle and the second father shouted, really as if there were no five clothes, especially kind. When I was young, some old men still called me uncles and grandfathers, which made me embarrassed. However, the people's customs are simple, the neighbors are harmonious, and there is a "paradise" model, which makes me a wanderer in the distance, and I still miss it.
Later, I moved into the unit and lived in a collective dormitory, although I left the neighbors who had been dependent on each other for generations and lived together day and night, but everyone had contacts from time to time, and the family affection was not broken. Although there is no friendship between colleagues and neighbors in the township, they also get along very well. Three or five friends, gathered at home, drinking small wine, playing small cards, pulling small croaks, the fun is endless. You send my family two green onions, and I give you five heads of garlic. Whoever has a lesson, the child is left in the office, everyone rushes to coax, you give a piece of sugar, he gives a piece of cake, all treat like their own children. My son was young at that time, he had not yet enrolled in school, his mother was too busy to come, took it to school, did not eat the "good things" of teachers, uncles and aunts, and is still unforgettable, and sometimes still relish it.
After moving to the city, the love of neighbors and friends and relatives came to an abrupt end. "In the past, the door crack looked at people — people were looked down, now the door mirror looks at people — people are looking far away." In a word, we are embarrassed to say it. Not knowing whose name is at the door, going up and down the stairs without asking who it is, is the unspoken rule of the people in the city today, not your fault. My parents are reluctant to come to live in the city, I can understand, there are no old brothers and sisters to talk about lak, then can it still be called a day? Think of those chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, flowers, birds, fish and insects in my hometown, my parents said that this cement house, without a little vitality, really makes people unable to live in a day.
It was really boring and panicked, so I naively discussed with my son: buy a puppy, and my daughter-in-law heard the scream: "Dogs have rabies!" "Then buy a bird?" "Birds have bird flu!" Look, this is the children after the eighties, somehow, there is really no way to take them. I jokingly call them the generation that grew up drinking milk – without a human touch.
A kitten that visits the door brings me some comfort. When, as in the countryside, can you still string through the doors, lara home cooking, taste the neighbor's food, taste the tea fragrance of relatives and friends, and share the happiness of each family? How pleasant that should be. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, close neighbors are not as good as the door, dear neighbors, are you doing well now?