Yu Meng Cape Lin Wang Room
In the past, from winter to spring, and then from late spring to mature summer, Jiaolin changed. However, some memories remain in my heart forever. There used to be family members, years when we lived together, and more memories about grandma. Let's take a look at the past of banana forest in Yu Meng.
Yu Meng Jiaolin 1 Village has long been deserted, and my ancestors stubbornly refused to move their ancestral tablets. Therefore, every solar term, we have to come all the way, pry open the latch submerged by grass, offer a few sticks of incense, a few plates of fruit, and then kowtow. Adjacent to Cao Peng's former residence, there is a pepper forest, behind which is my home. There used to be my little grandmother in the courtyard where the wall collapsed.
In the center of the village is an old well, and the edge of the well is made of bluestone. The east of the old well is the main part of the village. Those farmers with good composition at that time lived in gray brick houses with attics and principal rooms, and foreigners were one of them. Banana forest, separated by well edge, belongs to the west of the village. There are few people in the west of the village, and they are always blocked by plants such as peppers and begonia. Pepper forest is shallow, the trees are as dense as the sea, and there is an extended narrow path in the southeast corner. When the branches are lush, you have to curl up to get through. The yard at the exit is bright, open and simple, with a low house, yellow walls and peeling skin ash exposing wheat straw. Grandma Feet often puts an old orange peel in her apron, waiting for me to flash in at the other end.
Father is the son of Meng family, and mother is the eldest daughter of Qin family. There is a saying in the countryside that "the first kiss dries the milk", so I was born under such luck. And because my mother is the registered permanent residence that supplies food in the county, she can help her neighbors buy some scarce things more or less; And my father is a private teacher in the central school. At the end of the year, every household painted plaques and wrote couplets, and he covered them all because of his kindness. I am loved not only by my family, but also by more than 60 families, just like the palm of my hand in this small mountain village. This harmony gives me willfulness, pride and wisdom. When I can get on the kang on the wooden bench, I am already an expert in reading and writing.
As a result, some down-and-out relatives wrote letters, and they would look for me in an orderly way; At the end of the year, they bought stickers from the market town and told me, especially the sixteen-grid puzzle series. Except me, I'm afraid no one can even guess them.
Then, I have some things in my pocket, such as peanuts, sunflowers, sesame seeds and fried beans. And these are not allowed by grandpa-mom and dad are not at home, asking me to live in grandpa's house and obey his supervision every day. He stubbornly guards against everyone, other dogs are not allowed to pee in front of his house, and he will not touch a grass on the wall of another house. I can't eat what I beg, play with dirty boys and girls, and sleep in Meng's house at night.
I hid these little things in grandma's big belly pocket until I forgot to eat them, and they were still there. The married aunt was quite indignant: "The old couple's mouths are really bad. They have been lonely cats and dogs all their lives, and they have to turn around our house! " As soon as the voice fell, grandma's broom handle had been thrown in the past, and Aunt Nunu said nothing more.
The leaves of Zanthoxylum bungeanum in March have delicate serrations, which are slightly pricked by touching them with your hands. Some girls are silly, want to refuse and welcome, and when they are crushed, they overflow with moisture and fragrance; In April, the bean sprouts condensed into a circle, and soon, the goose yellow nucleus merged into a bundle, and the staggered leaves were shadowy. When the lotus green pepper fruit first appeared, the cousin who went north to find his father came back. 16-year-old teenagers are speechless: the father who has not seen for more than ten years has a home again, let him take care of his mother! Grandma leaned feebly against the door leaf and turned to her daughter-in-law.
Aunt just untied the square towel on her head and tied it again, and then continued to clean the yard without looking here. At dusk, my aunt brought a pile of bricks, and together with her son, she built a door connected with her mother-in-law-she raised her son, not an ungrateful mother. Grandma silently picked up some neat pots and pans and handed them to her. My cousin took them at the door and didn't intend to put them down and communicate. Grandma shrank her little feet into the door frame, rubbed her hands on the apron and returned to her empty room. Her messy silver hair trembled slightly when the oil lamp was lit and blown out again. That night, the yard was lonely, and you could hear the mole digging.
After autumn, my grandmother and her mother stayed in the county, and my aunt's maiden brothers also came. When I came back from the twelfth lunar month, the doors and windows were skewed, and there was not a grain left on the scaffold. My aunt went back to her parents' house. My mother couldn't bear to theorize, and my grandmother stopped her. Later, my mother relayed her words to me: if everyone is living well, who will care about those jade? !
From late spring to mature summer, no matter how green pepper is, it will always turn red in early autumn at first sight. You will see that, although sleepy at night is still hot, by the morning when the candles of the thirteenth solar term are burned out, the forest will be covered with red clouds. Pepper leaves are green, the branches are smoky, and shallow rouge is smeared with the last scenery of summer. Then, the pomegranate, Zhu Jin and the thousand-year-old sauce purple are hybridized and picked. One afternoon after beginning of autumn that year, the naughty village head provoked a monster. She followed me, but I was afraid to go home.
I'm not sure if I woke my grandmother when I sneaked past her sleeping body. I don't want to listen to my grandparents' nagging and let the hens lying in the pit fly out for a walk, so I can only escape to the pepper forest in a mess. Mature pepper forest has not only meaningful fragrance, but also sharp thorns. When I threw myself into grandma's arms, I grinned and licked the blood star oozing from my arm with the tip of my tongue.
Grandma shouted at the newcomer, and the monster smiled and pulled open his unkempt hair. After looking around for a while, he rushed into the rainwater tank under the eaves and greedily washed and drank. When she calms down, she can see that it is a woman's rough face, ugly but not lacking in light. When she reached for the air-dried bread crust on the windowsill, grandma handed me the half-baked steamed bread simmered on the kang fire and scooped up half a ladle of water. This is how crazy women live. Her grandmother calls her "old ugly".
At the end of August, school will start soon. I miss grandma's knees all day, and I don't want to go out to play in the Woods. The old ugly man in his early twenties, wearing the old clothes brought by his mother, will be my partner sooner or later-he can't eat or wear warm clothes. When I was deeply depressed about having to go back to the city, my grandmother came from the other side of the village. She is my grandmother's unmarried sister-in-law When her husband died, she was childless. My second uncle adopted her, but when she grew up, my second uncle hired someone and ran away from home.
My grandmother has been to my sister-in-law's house several times and invited her to play in the pepper forest. Finally, because of the lover's words, everything is fine. My aunt's purpose is very clear: my aunt died a few years ago, and she wanted to take the old ugly as a companion and promised to change to a lamb. Grandma fumbled for some money from her Chinese-style chest pocket and drew a fortress for her, a worker's uncle, wearing a cap, a big apron and wool gloves, holding a long pillar of fire like a charged soldier. Grandma gently pushed it away, walked into the yard, picked up a dustpan of red pepper and moved it to the light of the east window. ...
Grandma walked away bitterly, and the pepper tree had hung her square towel hard. When I picked it up, I saw a lot of cracked pepper fruits on it.
In the countless winters and summers when I left the village, the peppers turned green, red and purple, and the fragrance gradually faded and became stronger. The old ugly family has found it. It is a good family in the town attached to Linxian County. Because I was in a hurry and didn't get into college, I went back to indulge for a few days, but it was not as quiet as the village. When they got married, they came to visit their grandmother and cried and refused to leave, but they were taken away. The next year, my aunt came back with her son and built another brick house far from the pepper forest. The money for building a house was sent by my uncle. The telegram said that she retired and went back to her hometown to support her old age.
After my father became a full member, he also went to the county seat, further away from home; My mother-in-law followed her mother back to live in the county, but she didn't like living there and insisted on planting her land. In fact, everyone knows that she is afraid of embarrassing her children, but fortunately it is not far from her aunt's house. When I'm not busy, grandma keeps seven or eight rabbits-her hands and feet are afraid of freezing, and it's always dark and purple in winter. Grandma's rabbit hair bag sleeve cage and cotton shoes are unspeakable warmth. I always imagine her smiling teeth and the tenderness of rabbits when she combs rabbit hair with the wooden comb with missing teeth.
When I graduated from school, I went back to see my grandmother. Half the people in the village have moved to both sides of the road outside the village, and the well platform has long lost its original excitement. The unattainable and unfathomable pepper forest in memory can be seen from this end without the dress of leaves. The branches are quietly strewn at random, forming a brown ocean, and the dead leaves piled up under the trees are soft and strong. A few chickens were planing back and forth, and black pepper grains were exposed where they were planed, like the eyes of countless elves in the field. The yard collapsed and the old house was a little crooked.
Grandma is sitting in the yard, with a big mass of peppers on her apron. She put one hand on the skirt horn and the other on the pepper, and the peel and kernel of the pepper slowly separated, and then she classified them separately. The skin was put in the bag next to her, and the kernel was scattered on the ground at will. On the windowsill behind her, there are already more than a dozen bags filled with such large and small bags.
Maybe she heard someone coming. She slowly raised her head, and when she recognized me, she was in a hurry to touch the crutch. When she stooped and stood up, the pepper rang crisply. "Are you hungry? There is food here! " She fumbled for her big belly pocket, took out some biscuits and a handful of hawthorn, and I stuffed them in my mouth, which smelled of pepper. At dusk, my aunt brought dinner and chatted with me in the night. "Aunt, when I have a job, I will have a house. I will take my milk to live! " "Let's go! Let's go She listens to you ... "Aunt rolled up her sleeves and rubbed her eyes. ...
This farewell is another year! Grandma, finally didn't wait for me to pick her up. That dark winter, in the yellow lonely yard, I accepted her death-the firewood of pepper burned transpiration smoke on the frozen soil, and the spicy taste made people unable to see the sun. She lay on the kang where she had rested all her life, with a serene, sparse white hair and a bun that she had never changed in her life. Her hands, her thin body and her little feet are all familiar to me. My father is here, my second uncle is here, and my uncle who I have never met is here! "It is said that raising children to prevent old age, Keershan Gaoshui is far away from home." Children need to be raised! Honey, don't wait! Who can make up this sorry lesson for my life?
Today, a few years later, I am also a mother. My daughter is only a few hundred miles away from home, and I worry day and night. Think of that year, my little grandmother, how in her empty yard, through the years, slowly getting old!
The aperture of the setting sun rotates among the broken rafters, and the dust is as ethereal as then. The smell of pepper, fruit and rue supports my greedy sense of smell. Where can I find grandma with little feet when the autumn wind starts?
Through the gap of time, I saw myself crying alone in the curling dust, and the blackened sky was endless, leaving me with only infinite desolation.
When I was young and ignorant, I squatted in front of me, leaving me with a lonely back, and the tears in my eyes slipped silently like a demon.
Cry? I cried? I haven't experienced that feeling for a long time. I gave a wry smile. By the way, I used to be a crybaby. I thought crying could bring friendship. As long as I cry, someone will comfort me. However, I was wrong, completely wrong. I slowly walked towards the tearful "I".
Why are you crying so sad? Am I the only one in this world? No sobs, no tears, only old times and empty land. Misty dust condenses, friendship breaks down, and heart breaks. Everyone is like this, passing by me one by one, leaving only a dark world and a lonely me, and the fragments of my heart sink to the bottom with the falling flowers.
The breeze blows, but the dust can't drift away with the wind, so let it cover my eyes. A beam of light came in and took me away from the past. My thin back gradually faded and finally melted away, dispersed into mist and condensed in this fine dust.
Following the light, I went my own way, and with the river of memory, I saw hope.
No matter how unforgettable the past is, at least now the friendship I have gained has reunited and dispelled the dark edge. I'm here, watching them wave on the other side, raising their corners of the mouth and rushing at them.