Today, we continue to read Grandpa, We See You in Heaven.
Yesterday, we read the small stories of Jiang Wenli's grandfather's life with some friends and neighbors, and these experiences also indirectly made Jiang Wenli grow.
What other people and things are in Jiang Wenli's memory? Let's start reading today!
Informational messages
Every morning before going to school, I first went to the kitchen to take out the big steel pot at home, opened the rice jar, scooped up a few spoonfuls of rice, and then took the pot and went to the railway locomotive section opposite the compound.
In front of a large steamed rice box twice as tall as I was, scoop up the rice, put the water in, and put the pot in.
How much water is appropriate? That's a science.
I am only eight or nine years old, and after countless attempts, I can make the rice not hard, just right.
After school at noon, the first thing, of course, was to get my steamed rice, and I bravely greeted the steam, crowded among the adults, and rushed to the rice box, afraid that someone else would take my rice cooker.
When you go, you need to hold the pot with both hands, and when you come back, you can carry the pot in one hand.
I carried the pot and went straight to the big bag to get my grandfather's newspaper "Reference News".
Because Dad was an engineer, our family was eligible to subscribe to The Information.
At that time, all people could see were party newspapers, People's Daily, Guangming Daily... It's basically domestic news, and the only newspaper that can learn about what's going on in the world is The Reference News.
The postman who delivered the newspaper put the newspaper in the whole courtyard to the big bag who lived in the first row, he was his grandfather's flower friend, so as soon as his family opened the door, it was also full of spring colors.
He always grinned and handed the newspaper to me.
Carrying the rice cooker and the newspaper, I bounced through the alley, thinking about the braised pork that my grandfather was stewing for me, and with this fragrant rice, "tut", the saliva was going to flow out.
"Grandpa, I'm back!"
"Hey! Rice is good! ”
Grandpa's toothless mouth grinned like a small crescent, and after he put the dish into the dish, he would wipe the four sides of the white dish with a rag and let the dish stay beautifully in the middle.
Stills from the movie "We See You in Heaven"
It was just the two of us who ate, and he was so meticulous.
After the meal, Grandpa washed his face and hands, sat down on a wicker chair, took out his cigarette bag, put the tobacco in place, lit the tobacco with a match, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath.
After a while, he put on his reading glasses, picked up the "Reference News" on his knee, and began to understand the major events at home and abroad.
The world rises and falls, and the pirate is responsible.
After reading it, Grandpa asked me to give the newspaper to the neighbor's Grandpa Lu, who read it and transferred it to Xiang Da, and then to Uncle Liangshun.
After dinner, Uncle Liangshun took the "Reference News" that he had read around and sent it back to his grandfather's house for the people who came to the salon party to read.
Some uncles will also take the newspaper back and show it to colleagues or other friends, but they will always return to grandpa.
A newspaper, through the hands of so many people, through the expectations of so many people, everyone who gets it is like a treasure.
This is the era, it is not easy to make people feel painful, but it is because it is not easy, there is satisfaction and happiness when you get it.
Grandparents
"Reference News" is something I must bring with me every time I go to my grandparents' house.
My grandparents' home, living in another railway compound, is not very far from my grandfather's compound, and it is only a ten-minute walk.
Grandpa is an old man who does not smile, the eldest sister and the second sister live with their grandparents, and every time it is time to eat, Grandpa's "Andy" with a Tianjin accent can be heard by the people in the whole compound.
I heard that once upon a time, my grandparents lived in Nanjing and lived in a small Western-style building.
To this day, the family still has grandparents' wedding photos, which were taken at the Nanjing Garden Hotel, grandpa is wearing a tuxedo, and grandma is wearing a Western-style wedding dress.
What kind of life is that? I know very little about my grandparents' past.
I only remember my grandmother saying that grandpa's clothes were not worn unless ironed, but when I was a child, my grandfather always wore only the blue cloth zhongshan suit that was washed white.
Grandma is a good housekeeper, once a young lady in a wedding dress, now cooking, sewing and mending, and even taking the sole of shoes, making shoes, everything.
Because of her tall stature, small feet and high myopia, Grandma's back hunched over.
Grandma is also very good at encouraging children to work, every time she goes to Grandma's house, she will take out a penny and a bucket of flat burden, saying that if you go to pick up the well water, this penny will belong to me, if you take the tap water, two buckets of water will charge just one penny.
Then I am naturally willing to work harder and go to the well to pick up the water.
Grandpa and grandpa usually have no contact, grandpa only visits their grandparents once a year, that is, the second day of the Chinese New Year.
When Dad returned from Xinjiang to visit his family, Grandpa moved to Grandpa's house for a few days to make room for Mom and Dad.
Grandpa saw Grandpa feeding me back and forth, so he said loudly, "Let her eat by herself!" ”
On summer nights, Grandpa saw that Grandpa hardly slept at night, and kept fanning me, so he shouted loudly: "Let her fan herself!" ”
Grandpa's intervention naturally made grandpa, who was much older than him, very uncomfortable, and later, grandpa often learned grandpa's tone and showed me how severe grandpa was, and how kind and helpless he was.
eldest sister
"Andy" is the eldest sister's nickname, which was called until she was six years old.
After having me, Grandpa gave the eldest sister a very girly name: Wen Juan.
When the eldest sister was young, she didn't often play with her sister, she liked to play with aunts who were much older than her, which made me and the second sister very disappointed.
Sometimes, the bored aunt will comb my hair, often hurt my teeth and grin, but I don't dare to make a sound, for fear that my aunt will not be happy, and I will never take us to play again.
It's at my grandparents' house, and I have to be honest, because this is not my territory, and if I get to my grandfather's house, I'm not such a good bully.
Usually when my sisters arrived at my grandfather's house, they would be very upset with me, otherwise, my words "go back to your own home" would let them go away in ashes.
The first thing the eldest sister did when she came was to climb onto the shelf where the snacks and candy were placed, and open the snack box to eat wildly, which made me feel very sad.
It belonged to me and my grandfather, but I didn't dare to say anything, otherwise I would be punished.
Once, the eldest sister and the second sister conspired to take advantage of grandpa's afternoon out to take a bath, and the two of them tied me up with a rope and stuffed a cloth in my mouth, just like the way the movies of that period dealt with traitors.
As I watched my two sisters eating my and grandpa's snacks and candy, I thought to myself: Don't let go of me if you have the ability, wait for Grandpa to come back, and see how Grandpa can clean up after you.
Estimating that grandpa was about to return from the shower, they began to untie me and threatened me: "Don't tell grandpa, otherwise I will punish you more severely next time." ”
I can't care about the next time, from the moment my grandfather entered the door, I began to cry, two sisters, you look at me, I look at you, I know that the catastrophe is coming.
Still the old rule, Grandpa let them go and get the ring ruler themselves, and each of them slapped the palm of his hand three times, and solemnly warned:
"In the future, don't bully your sister again!"
However, among the three sisters, the eldest sister is the most favorite of me, the most important is also me, she loves to write poetry, when she was a child, the first "poem" she wrote was given to me.
Why did he torment me and write poems to praise me?
Maybe my sister was really a mixture of love and jealousy and hatred for me.
Jealous that I was favored in my grandfather's house, hated me the least, and my parents preferred me more.
Love me because I am her youngest sister, it is love from the blood, and because of this love, she let go of her ideals for me, hoping that I will fly like a bird, like a swallow.
Love in the blood
Doesn't Grandpa love his sister?
Grandpa once beat his sister because the uncle who sold fake goji berries stole a stone from the rockery, and he was so sad that he didn't talk much for half a year.
During these six months, he saw his sister like a child who had done something wrong.
Grandpa never said anything because my sister ate all the snacks.
To this day, I remember my grandfather with my sister, and my sister said with great affection:
"I never felt that my grandfather was bad for me, my grandfather was the most understanding, the most open-minded, and the most advanced old man among all the people in our family, and we all had to learn from my grandfather."
My eldest sister is now my agent, and she still arranges my future as she did when she was a child.
In 1988, when I was admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, my line teacher was the eldest sister, my singing teacher was the eldest sister, and my dance teacher was the friend of the eldest sister.
I have not returned to the drama stage for a long time, when performing the drama "Let Me Hold Your Hand", the eldest sister must watch every scene, cry every time she sees, and take notes after watching: this word is not pronounced correctly, and the feelings of that paragraph can be more abundant...
The second sister's milk name is "Quandi", and the scientific name is "Wenyuan".
Since childhood, my eldest sister and I have an inferiority complex, all because of this second sister's "quandi".
She is the most beautiful of our three sisters, not only in our home, but in the community around us, among classmates, neighbors, and friends, she is the most beautiful little girl, and wherever she goes, the return rate is 100%.
I don't know if the second eldest in all families is somewhat neglected, although this second is very beautiful.
Although the second sister is beautiful, she is the favorite in her father's heart, but her father is far away in Xinjiang, her grandmother spoils her big sister, her grandfather spoils me, her grandfather does not ask about things, and the little poor "Quandi" is going back and forth around in the two homes.
The second sister loves to sniff melon seeds, the grandmother rewards, and the little pocket money given by the grandfather is contributed to the commissary by the second sister.
epilogue
Today, we read Jiang Wenli's memories of her grandparents and eldest sister, and when she was a child, whether it was laughter or tears, it could make people feel extremely memorable.
After reading the story of the eldest sister, what kind of girl is Jiang Wenli's second sister? Let's look forward to tomorrow's reading.