Grandma has been away from us for fifteen years. Over the past fifteen years, I often recall the little things around her because the love she gave was too rich, too full and too wise. I always wanted to calm down, sort it out, and then write it down as a heritage for my children to see. But this love is so heavy. I tried to pick up the pen several times, but my eyes were blurred because of tears. I had to put it down.
This afternoon, something my daughter did evokes my memories. I suddenly wanted to sit down and write about my grandmother when it was late at night and everything was quiet.
(I)
has been blocked at home for more than 50 days, and my daughter, who has just entered junior high school, is a little depressed. After finishing the homework on Sunday, parents restricted their time to access the Internet. What should I do to make myself happy? I suggested that she make a pizza, which is fun and delicious. My daughter was very happy and checked the production process online. When I kneaded the steamed bun, I asked for a piece of dough, rolled it into a round piece of dough, and then stopped. I asked why, and she said that there were no other ingredients in our house and no oven. Listening to this tone, I think this pizza may be out of the way today.
Unexpectedly, when I steamed the steamed buns into the pot, my daughter's pizza was ready in a decent manner. Without pizza sauce, use soybean paste. Without bacon, use ham sausage. If you don’t have an oven, use the electric cake stall. I also used a fork to make rows of small holes in the dough... The pizza that came out of the kang tasted very good in the end.
This is the wisdom produced by labor. And my grandmother can also get such wisdom at will.
The thing that I remember most was in the spring of my third and fourth grades. My mother went to the village for surgery and it took two days to come back. My father works in another place, and I am the only one who takes my younger brother and sister at home. After hearing this, my grandmother was worried, so she walked to my house. When she was young, she tangled her feet and couldn't walk fast. She walked for about ten miles and it was already noon when she arrived at my house.
There is basically no food in the family that can be eaten directly, so my grandmother decided to improve the food for us and make dumplings to eat. But what to make dumplings? There is no meat or eggs, and there are black cabbage and garlic sprouts in the open space next to the house. Grandma thought about it and started kneading the noodles. Some of them were left with the dumpling skin and some of them were rolled into noodles. Then take out the cottonseed oil from home, fry the noodles and burnt the fragrant noodles, then chop the fried noodles with black cabbage and garlic sprouts together, and mix them into dumpling filling. In this way, the three of us sisters had a unique meal of dumplings.
After more than forty years, I don’t remember the taste of dumplings, but I remember the joy of eating dumplings, and my grandmother’s calm and composed appearance is never panic.
(II)
Since I was over one year old, I was sent to my grandmother by my mother because my younger brother was about to be born. The conditions in Grandma's village are much better than those in our village. In addition, my mother is filial and tried to leave some good things to my grandmother. Although the conditions were poor at that time, I had almost never suffered too much grievances, at least I had never eaten black buns much.
Grandma's job in the village is to take care of the orchard, which I remember should be Taoyuan. Spring is coming, and the peach blossoms are blooming brightly. My grandmother is walking through the peach garden to see if the livestock in the production team have crawled in and hurt the fruit tree. I cut out peach gum from the peach tree and caught the beautiful flower sister (damselfly). After the work came to an end, my grandmother looked at the peach gum that was stuck everywhere and said: Li Niu is so good, let me tell you a lie (story).
Once upon a time, there was an old monkey spirit who came down from the mountain and grabbed a big girl as his wife. The girl's parents looked for her children everywhere, and after several years, they finally found them. They said, "peach gum, apricot gum, plum and plum gum, three glues and one glue are boiled", which can cure the rotten eyes of the old monkey essence, and then take advantage of the monkey essence's eyes that the monkey essence cannot open, and escape with their daughter... Oh my God, peach gum is too sticky! From then on, I didn't dare to pluck peach gum at will, and I was worried that it would stick to my eyes.
Catching the flower girl (damselfly) is also risky. It has gray fine powder on its wings, which can easily charm the eyes. When the production team was about to finish work, my grandmother would take me to the small river in the middle of the village to wash my hands. Grandma held my little hand and walked slowly, and her mouth was still chanting a long rumor:
Come quickly -
Come quickly -
Come quickly -
The river is covered with camphor moss
See whose little hand is white...
When she grew up, she saw the four words "The years are quiet and good" in an article about Zhang Ailing for the first time. In fact, there is no peaceful life for adults. I just feel that the days when I followed my grandmother wandered in the orchard, by the river full of white camphor moss flowers, the years were considered peaceful.
(III)
Slowly, I grew up a few years ago. I don’t have to follow my grandmother all the time, I have my own friends, that is, my cousins from my cousin. Sometimes, they follow them to the pea field by the river to steal peas, go to the walnut tree at my uncle's house to smash walnuts, and play hopscotch games together, and catch stones together. But once, I got into trouble.
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Grandma was chatting with several old ladies. After listening to her cousin’s narration, she said without hesitation that your uncle is a family member and eats commercial food. It’s nothing to buy a satin dress for your cousin. My cousin refused to give in and said I didn’t believe it, so you took it out and asked me to see it.
I was obviously responsible for vanity and told a lie, so scared that I didn't dare to look up at my grandmother's eyes. At this time, I felt my heart twitching in my throat, pounding and pounding. Grandma chuckled softly and said: How can such good clothes be put outside? What should I do if I lose it? I locked it in the box. The key, your second aunt has got Yanhe . I'll wait for your second aunt to come back, and I'll let her take it out for you to see and take my sister to play. Only then did my cousin believe me and took me to my third wife's house to watch rose flower .
The roses of the Sanwowoo family have almost all grown into roses, a big and large plant, blooming in a cluster of flowers, and the fragrance can be smelled from afar. Many bees surround the flowers, buzzing and collecting honey. In the past, I always picked up petals on the ground with my friends, but this time I was absent-minded and maybe a little blushed. I always worry that my grandmother will find some time and yell me out. Alas, the price of lying is too high!
Grandma kept my face silently and did not criticize me. Until early summer when the oriole (we are called Huanghuanglu locally), I found a time to tell me a rumor:
yellow and green, and I was wearing yellow
This branch jumped to that branch
I don’t want my father, I don’t want my mother
I just want my sister’s flower clothes
Li Niu, do you think this yellow and green is sensible?
is ignorant. Why are you ignorant of
?
I miss my mother and dad, why doesn’t it?
It's just about wearing flowery clothes, and I forgot to miss my parents. We Li Niu is very sensible, but we can’t just think about eating well and dressing well. We have to think about being able to grow up and be filial to our parents.
I understood it all at once and nodded. Grandma never said this again.
(IV)
Grandma doesn't know the words.In the past, we said that people who didn’t know their words were uneducated. Seven or eight years ago, I studied with a tutor. She said that having knowledge does not mean having culture. Knowledge can only be called having education at best. Culture means having wisdom and being able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able I think my grandma is just wise.
Grandma is beautiful and has a clever mind and skillful hands. At that time, when the village had to marry a new wife, they had to ask my grandmother to decorate a new house, and I also went to watch the fun together. Most houses are earthen houses, and occasionally there are a few brick and tile houses. Maybe when the roof will fall off a ball of dust, so the new house must first use old newspaper to paste a ceiling, and newspapers are also pasted on the yellow mud walls and simple wooden windows. However, this is too monotonous as a new house. Grandma comes here to paste paper-cuts.
A stack of red paper was sent over. Grandma stacked it, picked up the scissors and wiped it over the other side, and vivid and simple pictures appeared. Most of the roofs were a big lantern with double happiness, but when Cousin Kui got married, I remember it was full of stars. There are fat dolls on the walls and big roosters on the windows, which are all very good. On the wall of my grandmother’s house, the paper cuts were posted about two peach trees and two little girls. I don’t know where my grandmother learned this skill. When I grew up, I always come and go back home in a hurry, and I don’t know how many skills I learned from my grandmother.
Grandma went to attend the wedding, but she might not go every time. But someone in the village passed away and she was always there. I don't understand because I'm a little scared. Grandma said that the new daughter-in-law has entered the house and there are many opportunities to meet. The person has passed away, this is the last side, and he should go to see him off.
If the woman dies, she must find her grandmother. Because when the elderly leave, they have to wear an essential piece of clothing called "Cicada and Moth", only grandma can cut this trick. There are also some older women who ask their grandmother to buy such things when they are healthy. They are not taboo, and they are talking and joking on the cloth. I always feel that when facing death, the elderly in the countryside are relatively calm. Maybe they step on the land every day, and they feel at ease and have a solution.
Grandma cooks delicious and looks good. The dumplings she made were all lace. No matter how irregular the skin you roll is, the dumplings you make are the same neat.
Grandma is always so particular. In the rural areas forty or fifty years ago, my grandmother always gave me the impression of such a harsh environment.
She rarely goes out to visit her. Once she goes out, she will definitely change her clothes. In summer, she is the white one with a large collar and short sleeves. In today's words, it is a tea-drinking clothes. She changes it as soon as she goes out, which is refreshing. In winter, the gray polyester cassette-shaped jacket has a large lace-up button, the top button is red agate , and the next two are flower-shaped silver buttons, which are the only remaining jewelry she has since the Cultural Revolution.
Grandma never comes empty-handed. Sometimes she brings two or three eggs, sometimes a few cookies, and sometimes she makes her own modified food. In her words, this is called "content with each other". In our hometown, it is highly praised for being "polite and lawful". Grandma is a polite person.
(V)
is older, and I am at the age when I should go to school, and I will be leaving my grandmother for a while. The beautiful childhood ends.
Mother took her four children to go to the field to earn work points, and came back to do housework, and was very busy. I have to help with my sister while studying and do some housework. I always look forward to the holiday. As the holiday came, I hurried to see my grandmother. I will always be the most relaxed by her side. Sometimes I also think that the days I am so greedy for my grandmother may be because of her love, which is unconditional love.
Since I became sensible, I saw that my grandmother would put an incense stick in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in in the morning and evening, praying for her daughter and grandson to be healthy and safe, and praying that her grandson would be around her when she was dying and would not drag everyone down. The Bodhisattva must have heard her heart and fulfilled all her wishes.
Grandma never gave birth in her life, and her mother was the daughter adopted by her and her grandfather.Although she had no children, her grandfather took great care of her during her lifetime. It is said that her mother-in-law and sister-in-law were also treated as such. This was rare in such a situation before liberation. From this aspect, you can also imagine how successful it is to see my grandmother in being a human being. I wish my mother was my grandmother’s biological daughter. In this way, I might add a lot of beauty and wisdom.
A few years ago, my mother told me about the old things and regretted not listening to my grandma earlier. At that time, she had a bad relationship with my uncle and aunt, and she would not forgive their mistakes before. Grandma said that you should be good to everyone, you should be good to good people; bad people will become good to them, and you should be good to them too.
Grandma said this and did the same. At that time, there was a bachelor uncle in the village who was lazy and a little bit second-rate. After his mother passed away, he said that he could not cook and just had a meal at his grandmother's house for many days. After I heard about it, I rode my bicycle to my grandmother's house. When I met, I asked my grandmother why she did this and why she served a strong person at such an age? Grandma said that she also brought me dozens of kilograms of wheat, not just rice. Later, this person was probably embarrassed and went to join his brother from Jiayuguan . After communicating with my mother with
, I was a little surprised because my grandmother didn’t educate me like this. At that time, she burned incense and worshiped Buddha every day and was kind to others all the time. I asked her, are there really no bad people? What happened to the person who had a red pen on the court's big notice? Grandma said to me cautiously: There must be bad people. If you often go to school, you have to learn to worry by yourself. You cannot trust strangers easily.
Then what should I do when I see a bad person?
The Bodhisattva said, holding incense in one hand and gun in the other. When he sees good people, he burns incense and when he sees bad people, he fires incense.
After listening to it, I felt that the Bodhisattva was really wise. Although I don’t know which Bodhisattva this sentence comes from, or what Grandma Bodhisattva said.
After listening to my story, my mother analyzed that it might be because I was young and my grandmother was worried that I would not distinguish between good and evil, and that blindly treating others would suffer losses and be deceived, so for us mother and daughter, the educational methods are different. Although my grandmother doesn't know about education, she uses her teaching according to her aptitude and is flexible and easy to use.
(VI)
After graduating from university, I stayed in Zhengzhou, five or six hundred miles away from my hometown. During the Spring Festival holiday, I went back to see her and told her that I had won the Advanced Work Award. Grandma said that you should learn to get along with people, "If you have something to say to others, if you have food to others, you should have a wink in life, and you should be a proper person." I am still learning this point.
I got married, and my husband's village and grandma's village were on the ground, and my grandma was very satisfied with it. When I got married, I stepped out of my grandmother's house. On the eve of the marriage, my grandmother told me solemnly that housework cannot be tiring. Don’t get angry about these trivial matters, learn to respect and love each other. I remember it in my heart and I rarely get angry about it. Of course, my husband takes good care of me.
Later, I gave birth to a son, and my mother and mother-in-law took turns to help me take care of the children. Grandma is getting older and older. My mother can care about me, but she doesn’t care about her. Grandma is lonely. She raises a large group of chickens every year, and it is very consuming food when she grows up, so we all recommend that she not raises them. My grandmother told me privately that I raise chickens not only to save eggs for you to eat, but also to think about chubling and lively in the yard every day. After hearing this, I was speechless and a little sad.
Time passes slowly. With the reform of Mr.’s unit, our living conditions broke the balance and the economy was in a tight position, so we began to borrow money to start a company.
When I see my grandmother chatting about homework, I can’t help but talk about the melancholy of borrowing money. Grandma comforted me and said that it is a good thing to borrow money. I find it hard to agree with this sentence. Grandma said: The old saying goes, it is difficult to keep the world from shaking accounts without fighting for others. Don't keep it in your heart. Is there really such an old saying? What's behind it is that I am worthy of trust from others? I thought about it, for the time being I forgot some of my worries.
On those days of inconvenient transportation, except for one or two years before and after giving birth to a son, I have to go back to my hometown every Spring Festival. Take a car and walk for a day.Take the train and leave in the middle of the night. When you arrive at , Nanyang , then reverse. I arrived in the town without a car, walked, took a tractor, a motorcycle, and even a donkey cart. Step on the mud and wade in the water, and face the wind and snow. Sometimes I wear thick clothes, and when I go back, the weather gets warmer, which makes it awkward for the Spring Festival. Sometimes I look warm and wear a little thin, but I tremble with cold. I find a thick military coat to put it on, without any image. But no matter what, I never wavered my determination to return to my hometown because I wanted to meet my dear grandmother.
Once, I returned home on National Day and suddenly it rained heavily. Standing at the west end of the village, you just can't enter the village. The maid found several pairs of deep-waisted rain boots, and everyone changed them to be considered as entering my grandmother's house.
I was a little depressed and said: Every time I come back, I say that the wind is rain, which makes me feel embarrassed. Grandma said: This is a noble man who went out of the capital, and it is very disturbing. I asked her what the basis was, and my grandmother said that there was an old play called "Zhao Qianlong's Private Visit". The emperor visited private visits in a private visit. The weather was always bad. The lyrics of the play sings said: I left the capital, either it rained or it was windy. This is earth-shaking...well, I accept it.
(7)
Grandma is getting older and becoming more and more cute. When I first started working, machine knitted sweaters were very popular, so I gave my grandmother a maroon sweater cardigan, which was very energetic when worn. Spring is here, she put on this dress and sat at the gate. Anyone who comes over will praise her. My mother asked her why she had to sit outside. She said, "Your Big Ten Girl has a gray one with stubble on it, and said which grandson bought it." I have to wear it, too, so that others know that the sweater my grandson bought is better.
After about five or six years of work, I bought a gold ring for my grandma. She took it in her hand and looked left and right, and looked at it repeatedly. Finally, I said: Put it in the drawer. I am old, and I don’t know if I am wearing gold and silver. I think my grandma might want to be low-key.
Who knew that in a short while, the concubine came over and talked, and grandma suddenly said to her: Ronghua, Li Niu bought me a ring and wore it pine. You wrap me a few circles of red lines to save it from falling. The girl found the ring and wrapped it in red thread. Grandma was nagging: Tell me, how difficult is Li Niu! The child is pitiful in Zhengzhou. He doesn’t have a single cent of land and half acre of land. He has to give money to burn firewood and drink water. Why do you spend this money? The concubine said that this is Li Niu's filial piety. Grandma laughed and scolded, "You are so glory, didn't you say that you were better than holding a grandson than holding a grandson. Now, will you say that?" My grandson has also kissed him again and again? Now that I see it, it’s better than a turtle mound?
(eight)
Time flies. In the spring of 2007, my grandmother celebrated her 92nd birthday. My brother and I returned to our hometown to celebrate. We felt that everything was fine, so we took our children to Baiyun Mountain for a trip on May Day. In mid-May, my grandmother's body became weak. Before June 1st, my mother notified us to meet again when we came back. When we returned to our hometown, my grandmother was very conscious and just missed us. The next morning, my grandmother died of illness. She met her grandchildren as she wished, and did not cause any trouble for us. What she gave us was always full of love.
From then on, in this world, I have lost a hug that can shelter from the wind and rain. Later, my uncles and concubines who watched me grow up died one after another, and now only the three concubines are alive. The cousins are also getting older. I don’t go to Magou, the village that gives me infinite warmth.
In recent years, rural construction has been very strong, dirt roads have become cement roads, old and dilapidated houses have been demolished, and the familiar environment in the past has long been gone. During the Spring Festival in 2022, my brother went to visit my cousins. After getting drunk, he went to the place where my grandmother once lived. People were no longer there, and my brother in his fifties cried loudly. After I heard about it, I couldn't help but burst into tears...
Over the past decade, I feel that I have always returned to the old days from time to time. At that time, the sky was blue and the water was clear, my grandmother had just passed sixty years old, my uncles were strong, my men and women were well-manned, and my cousins were a large group of cousins, and my future was unlimited. That was the best time at the beginning of life, everything was full of hope.
However, everything has become the past and is difficult to pursue. What I can do is to pass on love from generation to generation. The love my grandmother gave will always be with me!
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