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"Set your fourth aunt!"
This is the last sentence grandpa saved up and said in his last breath.
Everyone in the room stood solemnly, not daring to breathe. It seemed that time had stopped, and it seemed that only the sound of snowflakes falling outside the house was "rustling".
I stood in the crowd, and from the crowded gap, I could only see my grandfather's Adam's apple. The Adam's apple was towering like a hill, squirming suddenly, and then stopped.
It was a snowy weather, the snow on the ground was more than one foot thick, and the sky was low and dark. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, an oil lamp was lit on the table in front of my grandfather's bed. The oil lamp was made by my father with a bottle of glass medicine. The dim light flashed by chance, causing figures all over the room to sway on the wall.
Although Grandpa's voice was very weak, everyone heard it clearly. This sounds a bit surprising, and if you think about it carefully, you will be expected.
The father held his grandfather's hand and agreed, "Don't worry! Fourth Aunt will have a happy old age and a suitable destination."
Grandpa seemed to have fulfilled his life mission and finally closed his eyes.
In the spring of 1943, when my father was four years old, my grandma died. At that time, the years were not good, and natural disasters were caused by man-made disasters, so it was easy to die. My grandfather pulled three children as both father and mother, and let them grow up and live a difficult life under the conditions of starving people to death.
After grandma left, grandpa was alone. Someone gave him a refrain, one after another, and he pushed it for various reasons. My grandfather has a person living in his heart, but he can't say it.
In the early 1980s, the motherland had just reformed and opened up. It was about to live a good life, but grandpa's life came to an end.
Grandma Four lives in a small yard on the partition wall. Since the Fourth Master ran away from home, this small yard has become much bigger, and cleaning the yard has become an increasingly burden for her. The fourth grandma three-inch golden lotus , walking outside the eight characters, if you walk on the snow, you can see a string of "eight".
My grandfather just died, and someone ran over there to tell her: "Let's go!"
She crossed her legs on the edge of the kang, facing the dressing mirror on the table, combing her hair while looking at her, her eyes were dull and her expression was solemn. After a minute, the wailing sound could not be held back. The sound was sharp, and it pierced the window paper and flew out.
——"Brother, go slowly! Wait for me."
2
that year, the sunshine in the afternoon of mid-autumn was golden. No matter how many years passed, the golden rays did not fade and still shone in my imagination.
She held jujube tree with one hand, looked up at the sky, her eyes were like the autumn lake water, clear and clear.
The sky is blue, which highlights the bright red dates on the trees. The dates have reached its ripe season, just like her face, with a blushing verdant, plump and full.
She had black hair and she tied two braids neatly. Her figure is straight and dignified, with the golden sun shining on her body and face.
I remember that day she was wearing a Chinese double-breasted jacket with earthy blue white flowers. The buttons on the gown were struggling to protect her 17-year-old girl's slightly raised breasts. There was a patch on each of the elbows of the gown. The stitches were bad, and it was obvious that it was her father's skills. Although the patch is of the same color fabric, it is relatively fresh and looks bright and dark. Although there are patches, they are very clean. If you put your nose closer, you can still smell the natural fragrance of soap beans.
The wide earthy red pants are just a little short, and a piece of ankle is leaking out from the legs of the pants. This is because she has long legs. When she encounters the right years, she always develops her body willfully.
She develops her body on her own and never knows how to understand her father. How could her father's big hands, covered with calluses, make small embroidery needles, light up the lamp and make oil to make clothes for her?
Standing with her under the jujube tree are her five sisters, and they are arranged from high to low like a ladder. This ladder was caused by the fate of her mother's life and was a great achievement of her mother's maternal nature.
1
"Set your fourth aunt!"
This is the last sentence grandpa saved up and said in his last breath.
Everyone in the room stood solemnly, not daring to breathe. It seemed that time had stopped, and it seemed that only the sound of snowflakes falling outside the house was "rustling".
I stood in the crowd, and from the crowded gap, I could only see my grandfather's Adam's apple. The Adam's apple was towering like a hill, squirming suddenly, and then stopped.
It was a snowy weather, the snow on the ground was more than one foot thick, and the sky was low and dark. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, an oil lamp was lit on the table in front of my grandfather's bed. The oil lamp was made by my father with a bottle of glass medicine. The dim light flashed by chance, causing figures all over the room to sway on the wall.
Although Grandpa's voice was very weak, everyone heard it clearly. This sounds a bit surprising, and if you think about it carefully, you will be expected.
The father held his grandfather's hand and agreed, "Don't worry! Fourth Aunt will have a happy old age and a suitable destination."
Grandpa seemed to have fulfilled his life mission and finally closed his eyes.
In the spring of 1943, when my father was four years old, my grandma died. At that time, the years were not good, and natural disasters were caused by man-made disasters, so it was easy to die. My grandfather pulled three children as both father and mother, and let them grow up and live a difficult life under the conditions of starving people to death.
After grandma left, grandpa was alone. Someone gave him a refrain, one after another, and he pushed it for various reasons. My grandfather has a person living in his heart, but he can't say it.
In the early 1980s, the motherland had just reformed and opened up. It was about to live a good life, but grandpa's life came to an end.
Grandma Four lives in a small yard on the partition wall. Since the Fourth Master ran away from home, this small yard has become much bigger, and cleaning the yard has become an increasingly burden for her. The fourth grandma three-inch golden lotus , walking outside the eight characters, if you walk on the snow, you can see a string of "eight".
My grandfather just died, and someone ran over there to tell her: "Let's go!"
She crossed her legs on the edge of the kang, facing the dressing mirror on the table, combing her hair while looking at her, her eyes were dull and her expression was solemn. After a minute, the wailing sound could not be held back. The sound was sharp, and it pierced the window paper and flew out.
——"Brother, go slowly! Wait for me."
2
that year, the sunshine in the afternoon of mid-autumn was golden. No matter how many years passed, the golden rays did not fade and still shone in my imagination.
She held jujube tree with one hand, looked up at the sky, her eyes were like the autumn lake water, clear and clear.
The sky is blue, which highlights the bright red dates on the trees. The dates have reached its ripe season, just like her face, with a blushing verdant, plump and full.
She had black hair and she tied two braids neatly. Her figure is straight and dignified, with the golden sun shining on her body and face.
I remember that day she was wearing a Chinese double-breasted jacket with earthy blue white flowers. The buttons on the gown were struggling to protect her 17-year-old girl's slightly raised breasts. There was a patch on each of the elbows of the gown. The stitches were bad, and it was obvious that it was her father's skills. Although the patch is of the same color fabric, it is relatively fresh and looks bright and dark. Although there are patches, they are very clean. If you put your nose closer, you can still smell the natural fragrance of soap beans.
The wide earthy red pants are just a little short, and a piece of ankle is leaking out from the legs of the pants. This is because she has long legs. When she encounters the right years, she always develops her body willfully.
She develops her body on her own and never knows how to understand her father. How could her father's big hands, covered with calluses, make small embroidery needles, light up the lamp and make oil to make clothes for her?
Standing with her under the jujube tree are her five sisters, and they are arranged from high to low like a ladder. This ladder was caused by the fate of her mother's life and was a great achievement of her mother's maternal nature.At the same time, this ladder was also built by her father, and each layer was full of his hopes and dreams; however, every layer was the shattering of hopes and dreams. Having a son and passing on the family line is her father's lifelong dream.
It was not until the moment the matchmaker came to her house that her father bowed to fate and accepted his fate, and she realized how difficult her father was.
The matchmaker has a three-inch golden lotus, tall, hunchback, and a lump hairpin on the back of her head. The matchmaker walked lightly, holding a flower handkerchief in one hand and a tobacco pipe that could make jujube-making in the other hand. Walking with a swaying attitude.
Through the uneven earthen wall with cactus, the matchmaker saw her under the jujube tree and said to her father, "Look at how handsome this girl is! Look at her body, it's like a cotton peach that can't be covered. I think it shouldn't be far from the day of sitting in a sedan chair."
Her father sighed, "Oh! The child has no mother, it's also pitiful! I also hope that Grandma Liu will find a good family and live a good life as soon as possible."
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0 One day in the twelfth lunar month, the weather was extremely cold, and the river at the entrance of the village was frozen, and you could live a carriage.
My grandfather was wearing a brand new black dress, a brand new black wide-edged top hat, a red ribbon cross-body, and a big red flower on his chest.
My grandfather rode a maroon tall horse.
That day was auspicious day, and my grandfather was a groom.
Eight-carrying sedan chair and trumpet suona speakers and other wedding reception teams surrounded by, swaying and dust rising all the way. Then cross the glacier, walk the official road, and come to Lijiazhuang.
Villagers cross the road to watch the fun. My grandfather sat on the tall horse and suddenly felt that he had won the No. 1 pick. Spread cigarettes and spill sugar balls, celebrate with the people.
She was wearing a red dress, with a red hijab on her head, her feet were wearing three-inch golden diamond embroidered with black face and red silk, and her horns were decorated with red silk ears on her head. In that era, having a pair of good feet was more expensive than having five dou of rice. She sat quietly on the bed, waiting for her man to carry her to the sedan chair.
Her father said she was born in the twelfth lunar month, and she was exactly eighteen years old this twelfth lunar month. She decided to say goodbye to Girls' Generation from today, enter the world of women, be wholeheartedly and be a good woman.
But, what kind of person is the man who made her a woman? She hasn't seen each other yet. Only from Grandma Liu's mouth can I hear "a tall man with a big appearance, a good body with a good workmanship, a good man who loves women" and so on. She imagined such a man in her heart, and felt that she had married the right person and was full of longing for a better life.
The festive red cloth was hung on the head door of her house, and two hydrangeas were hung on both sides, covering the low lintel.
My grandfather is the boss today. He didn't want to get off the horse, but he lost the boss's majesty if he got off the horse. He wanted to ride a horse into the house like a hero and create a scene of robbing a bride. This scene was designed by my grandfather and I practiced it many times in my heart. My grandfather is tough and bold, and he is a little romantic. He thinks it is exciting and fun to grab a kiss.
"bang" sounded dull.
My grandfather fell off the horse's back and his forehead hit the lintel of the bride's house.
The sound of suona stopped suddenly, and the wedding team turned from still to restless. No one has rehearsed this plot, how to proceed next? The person in charge was also confused.
At the critical moment, my fourth master stepped forward. The Fourth Master is my grandfather’s younger brother.
She is my fourth master who carried it into the sedan chair.
It seems like nothing happened, walking on the official road, crossing the glacier, and returning home. The wedding team was still bright and ostentatious, the suona was still playing, the sedan chair was still trembling, and the tall horse was still majestic.
Just the person riding a horse was replaced by my fourth master.
It has been three days later when my grandfather woke up. My fourth master worshipped the world with her and entered the bridal chamber.
My grandfather’s parents smiled and wiped their tears, saying, “It’s good to wake up! It’s good to wake up! It’s better to wake up than anything else!”
“The wedding can’t be without a groom, and the bridal chamber cannot be allowed to keep the bride in the empty room, which is unlucky."
" Your brother is too old and it's time to get married. It's not the same if you two brothers marry first and then, you'll have to get married sooner or later. "
" I will find you a better one in the year, and the wedding will be more scene-like than your brother. "
The two old men explained silently and chattered.
Grandpa patted his forehead and accepted it.
At that time, the bride did not know that her groom was originally my grandfather. But after a few years, my fourth master ran away from home, rumors spread everywhere, and she got confirmed information from her mother-in-law.
Grandma remained silent and buried this information in her heart. Spring was gone and spring came again. The seeds planted will always germinate, but they only grew in the owner's own world.
Since the beginning of the year, the fourth grandma has been laughing with my grandma while carefully caring for the young bud in her heart. They live in harmony with each other and have nothing to do.
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4
Great-grandfather has four sons. The eldest son broke into Guandong for a livelihood in his early years, then settled in a foreign land, and then died in a foreign land. Due to the lack of transportation and communication in the past, there were few news with his hometown.
my second son was honest and dedicated to farmers, farming all his life, never went out, and never saw what the county town looked like. He had no marriage, no descendants, and died early without illness.
my grandfather was ranked third, A young man practiced martial arts, with a straightforward and strong temperament, he was very upright and praised by the villagers, and was known as the Third Master. He had a contest with the fierce bandits in his early years, and had a fight with the bandit leader. He was calm and contented in the face of the test, and was not alarmed or panicked, and he took back the old cow from the bandit's nest.
Here we only talk about the fourth son of the great-grandfather, which is my fourth master. My fourth master was well-behaved since childhood. I don't know when I learned five things. He said it to his parents, which was to "eat, drink, gambling and smoking".
Especially gambling, as long as there is a card market, he must be there, or he is on the way to the card market. . The Fourth Master is good at making money and often wins money, but most of the money can't be obtained. Halfway through the road, I was intercepted by a tavern and tobacco. Some people also went to the house to block the door to collect debts, but they could not block him. Often, his parents were filled with many holes for him while laughing.
Once, he bet on his beloved and lost his wife, which was what he thought of. The Fourth Grandma was coaxed out and said that she went to the brick cave in the southwest to claim the Fourth Master's body.
The informed neighbor ran three miles to find my grandfather, panting and saying, "Third Master, Third Master, it's not good! The fourth grandma asked someone to tie her up. "
My grandfather was working on someone. Without saying a word, he threw the tool to the ground, turned around and rushed out, running and turned around and asked, "Where is it? "
I couldn't find the brick caves everywhere. My grandfather was sweating and his forehead was covered with bricks and slags.
rushed to the card market to ask, and it was in chaos and fruitless. He passed by the tobacco restaurant and went in. He didn't care about the scare of the people in the museum. He picked up curtains from one room and saw his brother and my fourth master lying on the kang in the clouds and foggy. It was so carefree.
My grandfather went up to grab his cigarette gun, threw it hard on the edge of the kang, and shouted loudly: "Where is she? "
After a lot of twists and turns, the fourth grandma finally returned home intact before dark. My grandfather made a fuss at the winner for this, completely disgraceful of face. He still looked at the face of the "Third Master". The winner was not spared, so he asked the Fourth Master for a finger and said that he could not break the rules on the road.
The abandoned brick kiln in the southwest of the village was covered with weeds, and there are often men and women doing things in the kiln entrance, which is also the place where men and men make appointments to fight. My grandfather knocked his fourth brother to the ground with a punch and said sternly: "If you can't cherish her anymore, don't be a man. Are you still a man? "
" Let you be a man, so you should cherish her! "The Fourth Master got up and slowly patted the soil on his body. "She was originally yours, so I'll give it to you again! "
"What are you talking nonsense? I won't beat you to death! "My grandfather was so angry that the two brothers continued to fight together, and the fight was dark.
The Fourth Master still went to bet, but he was no longer so blatant.
That year, just winter came, and a team of soldiers in yellow uniforms came to the village.It is said that this is a team to fight the Japanese. They fight from the north, pass by the village, and temporarily station to take a breath.
The villagers are very enthusiastic and give food to soldiers, sweet potatoes and local specialties. Also, my old hen has been raised for two years and I am reluctant to eat it, so I sent it there.
Some people also send their sons to follow the team to fight the Japanese, to make their best for the family and glory for the country. Besides, it’s not vain to give my son away. You can get three silver -shaped .
Great-grandfather and grandmother thought for a few nights, and great-grandmother cried for a few nights, and finally decided: Send the fourth son to join the army! Anyway, he was not good at it, so he asked him to accept discipline in the team, and maybe he would get better in the future.
When the team set off, it was a dark night with no fingers, not the morning when the sun rose. So there was no bright red sun shining on the faces of the soldiers, and there was no bright red red flower on the Fourth Master's chest.
The fourth master’s woman is my fourth grandmother. She did not bid farewell to her man at the entrance of the village, nor did she give him handmade cloth shoes and embroidered insoles to stay up late, nor did she hug and say goodbye with tears in her eyes.
That night, Grandma Fourth fell asleep and slept soundly. When she woke up, it was dawn and there was no man around her.
The Fourth Master actually has a bottom line. He left all the money left for gambling and smoking cigarettes, and pressed it under Grandma's pillow with a note. "I'm going to fight the Japanese. I don't know whether it's dead or alive when I leave. Don't wait for me. Be your man in this life, one time is enough, and two times is difficult." These are the words on the note, written in a crooked manner.
It was very late the next night, and the oil lamp in Grandma Fourth’s house was still not extinguished. She sat in front of the light and woke up from her dozing, only to remember that her man had already joined the army and fought.
Leave a light at night, even if the light is weak, it is the light of hope. The fourth grandma often sits in the light of hope, not hoping that the long night will pass early, as long as the man returns before dawn. Sometimes she fell asleep, and the oil lamp had been boiled. That was the essence and blood of the fourth grandma, I don’t know how many pounds I had to bear.
They have a daughter. When the Fourth Master left, his daughter was still in her infancy. During the hard years, people eat unnutrition and naturally cannot keep up with the milk. My daughter cries and sleeps every night. The fourth grandma is very worried. My grandfather fed a cotton sheep that could only be breastfeeded. He originally planned to supplement his children's nutrition, but whenever he heard the crying in the yard, he was heartbroken, so he often passed by a bowl of goat milk.
At the same age, the daughter still cried continuously, but in the end she was defeated, just like a little flower that had just bloomed fell. In this way, the fourth grandma became a lonely person, sitting upright in front of the window every night, thinking about her own thoughts at a green lamp.
Later I found out that the army that the Fourth Master participated in was a Kuomintang team. Although he also fought against the Japanese, he did not win. Instead, he was beaten to retreat south by the Japanese and passed through our village.
Just as the Fourth Master followed the team, a group of Japanese devils came, and they plundered a few pigs and chickens, fired a few shots, and left without stopping for a long time.
Then an army drove from the north. This army was disciplined and did not want the things of fellow villagers, and did not even take the masses one needle and one thread. It is said that they were the team of Commander Lu Zhengcao and the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party.
Eighth Route Army lives in the village. Not only do they not want food from fellow villagers, but they can also help the needy people with their own food, and help carry water and repair houses, just like their own son. My great-grandfather and great-grandmother saw it and regretted sending her son to the army to send him off too early.
5
00 The courtyard wall of the adobe in the fourth grandma's house is eroded by wind and rain, and it becomes lower and lower. Goats can climb up, and children can climb, not to mention adults.
The fourth grandma cried a few times before my grandma, saying that a man came to jump over the wall of her house in the middle of the night, which made her very scared.
When my grandfather found out, he went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the courtyard wall to a height that even adults could not climb up.
The fourth grandma finally felt relieved and looked at the high wall, so happy that she couldn't stop.
My grandfather also felt relieved, squatted and smoked dry cigarettes, looked at the high wall, and said, "In a few years, pull some bricks and make a brick wall."
Bricks were expensive back then, and there were few brick walls in the house, let alone the courtyard wall.
The wall between the fourth grandma's house and my grandfather's house seemed even lower. The fourth grandma was feeding chickens in the yard, and often saw my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard; my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard, and often saw the fourth grandma in the yard feeding chickens.
There were neighbors visiting each other and suggested that the middle one beside him It’s time to dismantle the wall, and it’s easy to move between relatives.
My grandfather didn’t say anything. My grandmother said it was not necessary, so it’s better to keep it.
My grandmother was already ill in the bed, and the three children were still young, and she received a lot of care from my fourth grandmother.
Later, my grandmother left my grandfather and left. Some neighbors visited her and suggested that the middle wall be removed, "It’s easier for the third master and the fourth grandmother to move around each other. "
My grandfather didn't say anything. The next day, my grandfather went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the wall in the middle so high that it couldn't see each other.
6
In the countryside of that era, there was love, but you couldn't see it. Love was like grains and grains. If you could eat it, you wouldn't fill your stomach. Only you knew it when you filled it, but outsiders couldn't see it. At most, you pretended to be burping in front of people, making people feel that you were the one who was not hungry.
In the countryside of that era , Flowers do not represent love, especially the flowers on the grave. Everyone thinks that they are optional weeds. There are often flowers on my grandfather's grave, not growing there, but someone putting them there, one, two, three, yellow, red and purple.
In the novel, flowers can be used as a token of love. I used to go to the Fourth Grandma's courtyard to play and tease the goats she raised during the summer vacation when I didn't have to go to school.
I told the novel story to the Fourth Grandma, but she was curious and chased me and asked, "What kind of flowers are they? Which color of flowers do you want? "
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ml0Grandma Four lay in my father's arms, closed her eyes peacefully, and left the world she loved.
Grandma Four was sitting on the edge of the kang, putting down the bowl of water feeding with one hand, and holding the fourth grandma Four's head firmly with the other hand, shouting loudly: "Auntie Four! Fourth Aunt! "Tears flowed down.
Aunt had already prepared a handful of comb , and stood aside and said, "Let it go! Everyone is gone. ”
The father explained to his aunt: “Combine carefully, and every hair is combed neatly. Put a bun behind it, it must look good! Our fourth aunt cares about dressing up the most. "
" I want to be buried with your father. "
" No matter what, I will be with your father. "
" After all, this is a lifelong thing. "
Mrs. During her lifetime, she expressed her wish to my father many times on different occasions.
My father was on the surface, but he always felt awkward in his heart. There was a hurdle that he could not overcome. "How can this be possible? How can this be done! "
people from the family gathered together to discuss for almost a night. It was really a matter of justice. My mother said she was right. As dawn approached, I finally reached the conclusion according to my father's wishes: bury the fourth grandma in the right hand of my grandma's joint tomb, one meter away from my grandma's burial tomb. This is a moral norm to cater to "husband, one meter to be a husband". Ethically speaking, my grandma is a person who is ten feet away from the fourth grandma. This distance is not far and not close, just right, which is in line with the wishes of the fourth grandma and the traditional moral principles.
The most direct reason for burying the fourth grandma in my grandma's cemetery is that my fourth grandma has no place to die. In fact, the scientific and reasonable statement is, My fourth grandfather belongs to the missing person in his early years. He should have died outside, but he was not alive and could not see the body. In short, he did not enter the family tomb.
This is a question, how should my fourth grandmother "become peace"? As a woman, even if she dies, she must rely on a man. This is the rule.
After ideological understanding, everyone thinks that such an arrangement is an excellent choice and the best destination for the fourth grandmother. In this way, my grandfather will also smile with satisfaction.
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8
At the end of the lunar calendar, I went on winter vacation to celebrate the New Year at home.It snowed all night, and after breakfast, my father and I posted Spring Festival couplets at the door and hung red lanterns. We were so cold that our hands were frozen.
My father stood far away and directed: "Low, higher, higher, okay, that's it."
My neighbor's second uncle ran over with a hot air, "Brother Fazi, someone has come to you, it's at the entrance of the village."
My father asked calmly: "Who? Who is looking for me on this heavy snowy day?"
My father asked calmly: "Who is it? Who is looking for me on this snowy day?"
tm l0 "It's the fourth uncle! He said it's the fourth uncle of Fazi! He also specified that you would like to greet him, otherwise he would not go to the village." "The fourth uncle? I didn't expect that he was really here."
"It should be that sitting in a high-end small bedroom car like a mirror, it looks like a capitalist style."
As early as the autumn season, my father received a letter from my fourth master who was going back to his hometown to visit relatives, and he was prepared in his heart. I'm just not sure when I'll get home.
"The United Front Work Department of the County Party Committee called me directly, but it didn't pass through our commune. It said that your fourth uncle Dewang is going to come back from Taiwan to visit relatives, so he specially called me to the county for a special meeting. Chairman Wang of the CPPCC gave an instruction: Dewang is not only your fourth uncle, but also the fourth uncle of the 330,000 people in our county. What does it mean? You must strictly follow the national policies and systems, and you must do a good job in receiving Taiwanese compatriots."
This is what the village party secretary said to my father on the edge of my kang.
Father finally raised his chest and looked up in the village, and changed into better cigarettes. He dissipated the cigarette when he saw people. It seemed that when the fourth uncle was coming, he was about to get rich.
This year during the Chinese New Year, my father specially bought a pair of brand new big red lanterns. My father also cut a large piece of pork and a large piece of mutton and made two dumplings. "I want to let Uncle Fourth have a meal of dumplings from his hometown. Only dumplings from his hometown are the taste of his hometown."
dumplings were already wrapped; the red lanterns were hung, and the Spring Festival couplets were pasted neatly; Uncle Fourth came. Just right!
Hurry up and go to the village entrance to greet you!
"What does the fourth uncle look like?" my father asked. When the Fourth Master left his hometown, my father was not born yet.
"I didn't see you either, so I didn't get off the car." said the second neighbor.
My father arrived in front of the car and saw the village party secretary also present, and there was a person who looked like a cadre standing at the front of the car. The branch secretary said, "Fazi, come and welcome the Taiwanese compatriots!" The person who looked like a cadre asked, "Are you Liu Fa?"
"I am." The father said.
"That's right, today, in the heavy snow, your fourth uncle came from Taiwan from thousands of miles to his hometown. This is called the fall of leaves and the flow of water. You must understand and respect his old man's complex of returning to his hometown, which is also a patriotic feeling. Your fourth uncle is a Taiwanese compatriot, and you should be clear about his deeds. Although he followed the Kuomintang team back then, he was also a patriot. "
"Yes, yes, where is my fourth uncle? When you get home, ask the fourth uncle to get off the car!" My father couldn't wait to look inside the car, with the window glass covered with reflective film, where could he see the scene?
The cadre waved his hand into the car, and two men in military uniforms got off the back seat of the car. One of them was holding a red cloth bag in his hand, with a solemn expression.
"Comrade Liu Fa, you have also seen that your fourth uncle, Liu Dewang, has returned to his hometown. I hope you can treat him kindly and give him a suitable destination." The cadre said, "Originally, according to the party's policy, you must place your fourth uncle in the revolutionary martyrs cemetery in our county. Although he is not a Communist Party member, although he is a Kuomintang member, he is patriotic and fights the Japanese. He is also a revolutionary martyr in the face of the party's policies and should enjoy the treatment of a revolutionary martyr. Today, the revolutionary martyr was sent here to fully respect him. The wish of his family during his lifetime is to sleep in his hometown. "
" There is another very important reason," the cadre continued: "After he arrived in Taiwan, he avoided many marriages and insisted on not getting married. He was sticking to his original feelings. He said that he had a lover in his hometown in mainland China, and his lover was looking forward to his reunion day and night. Now, this is a reunion!"
The father took the red cloth bag and pressed it in his hand and felt very heavy. My father's legs became weak and he knelt in the snow.
"Uncle Fourth, you are home! Uncle Fourth, my fourth aunt is waiting for you, let's go home!"
Thousand miles of ice , thousands of miles of snow floats, how many past events are frozen in this vast earth, how many emotions are condensed in the heart, and now they are drifting with the snowflakes like smoke.
" Your brother is too old and it's time to get married. It's not the same if you two brothers marry first and then, you'll have to get married sooner or later. "
" I will find you a better one in the year, and the wedding will be more scene-like than your brother. "
The two old men explained silently and chattered.
Grandpa patted his forehead and accepted it.
At that time, the bride did not know that her groom was originally my grandfather. But after a few years, my fourth master ran away from home, rumors spread everywhere, and she got confirmed information from her mother-in-law.
Grandma remained silent and buried this information in her heart. Spring was gone and spring came again. The seeds planted will always germinate, but they only grew in the owner's own world.
Since the beginning of the year, the fourth grandma has been laughing with my grandma while carefully caring for the young bud in her heart. They live in harmony with each other and have nothing to do.
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Great-grandfather has four sons. The eldest son broke into Guandong for a livelihood in his early years, then settled in a foreign land, and then died in a foreign land. Due to the lack of transportation and communication in the past, there were few news with his hometown.
my second son was honest and dedicated to farmers, farming all his life, never went out, and never saw what the county town looked like. He had no marriage, no descendants, and died early without illness.
my grandfather was ranked third, A young man practiced martial arts, with a straightforward and strong temperament, he was very upright and praised by the villagers, and was known as the Third Master. He had a contest with the fierce bandits in his early years, and had a fight with the bandit leader. He was calm and contented in the face of the test, and was not alarmed or panicked, and he took back the old cow from the bandit's nest.
Here we only talk about the fourth son of the great-grandfather, which is my fourth master. My fourth master was well-behaved since childhood. I don't know when I learned five things. He said it to his parents, which was to "eat, drink, gambling and smoking".
Especially gambling, as long as there is a card market, he must be there, or he is on the way to the card market. . The Fourth Master is good at making money and often wins money, but most of the money can't be obtained. Halfway through the road, I was intercepted by a tavern and tobacco. Some people also went to the house to block the door to collect debts, but they could not block him. Often, his parents were filled with many holes for him while laughing.
Once, he bet on his beloved and lost his wife, which was what he thought of. The Fourth Grandma was coaxed out and said that she went to the brick cave in the southwest to claim the Fourth Master's body.
The informed neighbor ran three miles to find my grandfather, panting and saying, "Third Master, Third Master, it's not good! The fourth grandma asked someone to tie her up. "
My grandfather was working on someone. Without saying a word, he threw the tool to the ground, turned around and rushed out, running and turned around and asked, "Where is it? "
I couldn't find the brick caves everywhere. My grandfather was sweating and his forehead was covered with bricks and slags.
rushed to the card market to ask, and it was in chaos and fruitless. He passed by the tobacco restaurant and went in. He didn't care about the scare of the people in the museum. He picked up curtains from one room and saw his brother and my fourth master lying on the kang in the clouds and foggy. It was so carefree.
My grandfather went up to grab his cigarette gun, threw it hard on the edge of the kang, and shouted loudly: "Where is she? "
After a lot of twists and turns, the fourth grandma finally returned home intact before dark. My grandfather made a fuss at the winner for this, completely disgraceful of face. He still looked at the face of the "Third Master". The winner was not spared, so he asked the Fourth Master for a finger and said that he could not break the rules on the road.
The abandoned brick kiln in the southwest of the village was covered with weeds, and there are often men and women doing things in the kiln entrance, which is also the place where men and men make appointments to fight. My grandfather knocked his fourth brother to the ground with a punch and said sternly: "If you can't cherish her anymore, don't be a man. Are you still a man? "
" Let you be a man, so you should cherish her! "The Fourth Master got up and slowly patted the soil on his body. "She was originally yours, so I'll give it to you again! "
"What are you talking nonsense? I won't beat you to death! "My grandfather was so angry that the two brothers continued to fight together, and the fight was dark.
The Fourth Master still went to bet, but he was no longer so blatant.
That year, just winter came, and a team of soldiers in yellow uniforms came to the village.It is said that this is a team to fight the Japanese. They fight from the north, pass by the village, and temporarily station to take a breath.
The villagers are very enthusiastic and give food to soldiers, sweet potatoes and local specialties. Also, my old hen has been raised for two years and I am reluctant to eat it, so I sent it there.
Some people also send their sons to follow the team to fight the Japanese, to make their best for the family and glory for the country. Besides, it’s not vain to give my son away. You can get three silver -shaped .
Great-grandfather and grandmother thought for a few nights, and great-grandmother cried for a few nights, and finally decided: Send the fourth son to join the army! Anyway, he was not good at it, so he asked him to accept discipline in the team, and maybe he would get better in the future.
When the team set off, it was a dark night with no fingers, not the morning when the sun rose. So there was no bright red sun shining on the faces of the soldiers, and there was no bright red red flower on the Fourth Master's chest.
The fourth master’s woman is my fourth grandmother. She did not bid farewell to her man at the entrance of the village, nor did she give him handmade cloth shoes and embroidered insoles to stay up late, nor did she hug and say goodbye with tears in her eyes.
That night, Grandma Fourth fell asleep and slept soundly. When she woke up, it was dawn and there was no man around her.
The Fourth Master actually has a bottom line. He left all the money left for gambling and smoking cigarettes, and pressed it under Grandma's pillow with a note. "I'm going to fight the Japanese. I don't know whether it's dead or alive when I leave. Don't wait for me. Be your man in this life, one time is enough, and two times is difficult." These are the words on the note, written in a crooked manner.
It was very late the next night, and the oil lamp in Grandma Fourth’s house was still not extinguished. She sat in front of the light and woke up from her dozing, only to remember that her man had already joined the army and fought.
Leave a light at night, even if the light is weak, it is the light of hope. The fourth grandma often sits in the light of hope, not hoping that the long night will pass early, as long as the man returns before dawn. Sometimes she fell asleep, and the oil lamp had been boiled. That was the essence and blood of the fourth grandma, I don’t know how many pounds I had to bear.
They have a daughter. When the Fourth Master left, his daughter was still in her infancy. During the hard years, people eat unnutrition and naturally cannot keep up with the milk. My daughter cries and sleeps every night. The fourth grandma is very worried. My grandfather fed a cotton sheep that could only be breastfeeded. He originally planned to supplement his children's nutrition, but whenever he heard the crying in the yard, he was heartbroken, so he often passed by a bowl of goat milk.
At the same age, the daughter still cried continuously, but in the end she was defeated, just like a little flower that had just bloomed fell. In this way, the fourth grandma became a lonely person, sitting upright in front of the window every night, thinking about her own thoughts at a green lamp.
Later I found out that the army that the Fourth Master participated in was a Kuomintang team. Although he also fought against the Japanese, he did not win. Instead, he was beaten to retreat south by the Japanese and passed through our village.
Just as the Fourth Master followed the team, a group of Japanese devils came, and they plundered a few pigs and chickens, fired a few shots, and left without stopping for a long time.
Then an army drove from the north. This army was disciplined and did not want the things of fellow villagers, and did not even take the masses one needle and one thread. It is said that they were the team of Commander Lu Zhengcao and the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party.
Eighth Route Army lives in the village. Not only do they not want food from fellow villagers, but they can also help the needy people with their own food, and help carry water and repair houses, just like their own son. My great-grandfather and great-grandmother saw it and regretted sending her son to the army to send him off too early.
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00 The courtyard wall of the adobe in the fourth grandma's house is eroded by wind and rain, and it becomes lower and lower. Goats can climb up, and children can climb, not to mention adults.
The fourth grandma cried a few times before my grandma, saying that a man came to jump over the wall of her house in the middle of the night, which made her very scared.
When my grandfather found out, he went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the courtyard wall to a height that even adults could not climb up.
The fourth grandma finally felt relieved and looked at the high wall, so happy that she couldn't stop.
My grandfather also felt relieved, squatted and smoked dry cigarettes, looked at the high wall, and said, "In a few years, pull some bricks and make a brick wall."
Bricks were expensive back then, and there were few brick walls in the house, let alone the courtyard wall.
The wall between the fourth grandma's house and my grandfather's house seemed even lower. The fourth grandma was feeding chickens in the yard, and often saw my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard; my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard, and often saw the fourth grandma in the yard feeding chickens.
There were neighbors visiting each other and suggested that the middle one beside him It’s time to dismantle the wall, and it’s easy to move between relatives.
My grandfather didn’t say anything. My grandmother said it was not necessary, so it’s better to keep it.
My grandmother was already ill in the bed, and the three children were still young, and she received a lot of care from my fourth grandmother.
Later, my grandmother left my grandfather and left. Some neighbors visited her and suggested that the middle wall be removed, "It’s easier for the third master and the fourth grandmother to move around each other. "
My grandfather didn't say anything. The next day, my grandfather went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the wall in the middle so high that it couldn't see each other.
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In the countryside of that era, there was love, but you couldn't see it. Love was like grains and grains. If you could eat it, you wouldn't fill your stomach. Only you knew it when you filled it, but outsiders couldn't see it. At most, you pretended to be burping in front of people, making people feel that you were the one who was not hungry.
In the countryside of that era , Flowers do not represent love, especially the flowers on the grave. Everyone thinks that they are optional weeds. There are often flowers on my grandfather's grave, not growing there, but someone putting them there, one, two, three, yellow, red and purple.
In the novel, flowers can be used as a token of love. I used to go to the Fourth Grandma's courtyard to play and tease the goats she raised during the summer vacation when I didn't have to go to school.
I told the novel story to the Fourth Grandma, but she was curious and chased me and asked, "What kind of flowers are they? Which color of flowers do you want? "
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ml0Grandma Four lay in my father's arms, closed her eyes peacefully, and left the world she loved.
Grandma Four was sitting on the edge of the kang, putting down the bowl of water feeding with one hand, and holding the fourth grandma Four's head firmly with the other hand, shouting loudly: "Auntie Four! Fourth Aunt! "Tears flowed down.
Aunt had already prepared a handful of comb , and stood aside and said, "Let it go! Everyone is gone. ”
The father explained to his aunt: “Combine carefully, and every hair is combed neatly. Put a bun behind it, it must look good! Our fourth aunt cares about dressing up the most. "
" I want to be buried with your father. "
" No matter what, I will be with your father. "
" After all, this is a lifelong thing. "
Mrs. During her lifetime, she expressed her wish to my father many times on different occasions.
My father was on the surface, but he always felt awkward in his heart. There was a hurdle that he could not overcome. "How can this be possible? How can this be done! "
people from the family gathered together to discuss for almost a night. It was really a matter of justice. My mother said she was right. As dawn approached, I finally reached the conclusion according to my father's wishes: bury the fourth grandma in the right hand of my grandma's joint tomb, one meter away from my grandma's burial tomb. This is a moral norm to cater to "husband, one meter to be a husband". Ethically speaking, my grandma is a person who is ten feet away from the fourth grandma. This distance is not far and not close, just right, which is in line with the wishes of the fourth grandma and the traditional moral principles.
The most direct reason for burying the fourth grandma in my grandma's cemetery is that my fourth grandma has no place to die. In fact, the scientific and reasonable statement is, My fourth grandfather belongs to the missing person in his early years. He should have died outside, but he was not alive and could not see the body. In short, he did not enter the family tomb.
This is a question, how should my fourth grandmother "become peace"? As a woman, even if she dies, she must rely on a man. This is the rule.
After ideological understanding, everyone thinks that such an arrangement is an excellent choice and the best destination for the fourth grandmother. In this way, my grandfather will also smile with satisfaction.
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At the end of the lunar calendar, I went on winter vacation to celebrate the New Year at home.
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"Set your fourth aunt!"
This is the last sentence grandpa saved up and said in his last breath.
Everyone in the room stood solemnly, not daring to breathe. It seemed that time had stopped, and it seemed that only the sound of snowflakes falling outside the house was "rustling".
I stood in the crowd, and from the crowded gap, I could only see my grandfather's Adam's apple. The Adam's apple was towering like a hill, squirming suddenly, and then stopped.
It was a snowy weather, the snow on the ground was more than one foot thick, and the sky was low and dark. At around four o'clock in the afternoon, an oil lamp was lit on the table in front of my grandfather's bed. The oil lamp was made by my father with a bottle of glass medicine. The dim light flashed by chance, causing figures all over the room to sway on the wall.
Although Grandpa's voice was very weak, everyone heard it clearly. This sounds a bit surprising, and if you think about it carefully, you will be expected.
The father held his grandfather's hand and agreed, "Don't worry! Fourth Aunt will have a happy old age and a suitable destination."
Grandpa seemed to have fulfilled his life mission and finally closed his eyes.
In the spring of 1943, when my father was four years old, my grandma died. At that time, the years were not good, and natural disasters were caused by man-made disasters, so it was easy to die. My grandfather pulled three children as both father and mother, and let them grow up and live a difficult life under the conditions of starving people to death.
After grandma left, grandpa was alone. Someone gave him a refrain, one after another, and he pushed it for various reasons. My grandfather has a person living in his heart, but he can't say it.
In the early 1980s, the motherland had just reformed and opened up. It was about to live a good life, but grandpa's life came to an end.
Grandma Four lives in a small yard on the partition wall. Since the Fourth Master ran away from home, this small yard has become much bigger, and cleaning the yard has become an increasingly burden for her. The fourth grandma three-inch golden lotus , walking outside the eight characters, if you walk on the snow, you can see a string of "eight".
My grandfather just died, and someone ran over there to tell her: "Let's go!"
She crossed her legs on the edge of the kang, facing the dressing mirror on the table, combing her hair while looking at her, her eyes were dull and her expression was solemn. After a minute, the wailing sound could not be held back. The sound was sharp, and it pierced the window paper and flew out.
——"Brother, go slowly! Wait for me."
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that year, the sunshine in the afternoon of mid-autumn was golden. No matter how many years passed, the golden rays did not fade and still shone in my imagination.
She held jujube tree with one hand, looked up at the sky, her eyes were like the autumn lake water, clear and clear.
The sky is blue, which highlights the bright red dates on the trees. The dates have reached its ripe season, just like her face, with a blushing verdant, plump and full.
She had black hair and she tied two braids neatly. Her figure is straight and dignified, with the golden sun shining on her body and face.
I remember that day she was wearing a Chinese double-breasted jacket with earthy blue white flowers. The buttons on the gown were struggling to protect her 17-year-old girl's slightly raised breasts. There was a patch on each of the elbows of the gown. The stitches were bad, and it was obvious that it was her father's skills. Although the patch is of the same color fabric, it is relatively fresh and looks bright and dark. Although there are patches, they are very clean. If you put your nose closer, you can still smell the natural fragrance of soap beans.
The wide earthy red pants are just a little short, and a piece of ankle is leaking out from the legs of the pants. This is because she has long legs. When she encounters the right years, she always develops her body willfully.
She develops her body on her own and never knows how to understand her father. How could her father's big hands, covered with calluses, make small embroidery needles, light up the lamp and make oil to make clothes for her?
Standing with her under the jujube tree are her five sisters, and they are arranged from high to low like a ladder. This ladder was caused by the fate of her mother's life and was a great achievement of her mother's maternal nature.At the same time, this ladder was also built by her father, and each layer was full of his hopes and dreams; however, every layer was the shattering of hopes and dreams. Having a son and passing on the family line is her father's lifelong dream.
It was not until the moment the matchmaker came to her house that her father bowed to fate and accepted his fate, and she realized how difficult her father was.
The matchmaker has a three-inch golden lotus, tall, hunchback, and a lump hairpin on the back of her head. The matchmaker walked lightly, holding a flower handkerchief in one hand and a tobacco pipe that could make jujube-making in the other hand. Walking with a swaying attitude.
Through the uneven earthen wall with cactus, the matchmaker saw her under the jujube tree and said to her father, "Look at how handsome this girl is! Look at her body, it's like a cotton peach that can't be covered. I think it shouldn't be far from the day of sitting in a sedan chair."
Her father sighed, "Oh! The child has no mother, it's also pitiful! I also hope that Grandma Liu will find a good family and live a good life as soon as possible."
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0 One day in the twelfth lunar month, the weather was extremely cold, and the river at the entrance of the village was frozen, and you could live a carriage.
My grandfather was wearing a brand new black dress, a brand new black wide-edged top hat, a red ribbon cross-body, and a big red flower on his chest.
My grandfather rode a maroon tall horse.
That day was auspicious day, and my grandfather was a groom.
Eight-carrying sedan chair and trumpet suona speakers and other wedding reception teams surrounded by, swaying and dust rising all the way. Then cross the glacier, walk the official road, and come to Lijiazhuang.
Villagers cross the road to watch the fun. My grandfather sat on the tall horse and suddenly felt that he had won the No. 1 pick. Spread cigarettes and spill sugar balls, celebrate with the people.
She was wearing a red dress, with a red hijab on her head, her feet were wearing three-inch golden diamond embroidered with black face and red silk, and her horns were decorated with red silk ears on her head. In that era, having a pair of good feet was more expensive than having five dou of rice. She sat quietly on the bed, waiting for her man to carry her to the sedan chair.
Her father said she was born in the twelfth lunar month, and she was exactly eighteen years old this twelfth lunar month. She decided to say goodbye to Girls' Generation from today, enter the world of women, be wholeheartedly and be a good woman.
But, what kind of person is the man who made her a woman? She hasn't seen each other yet. Only from Grandma Liu's mouth can I hear "a tall man with a big appearance, a good body with a good workmanship, a good man who loves women" and so on. She imagined such a man in her heart, and felt that she had married the right person and was full of longing for a better life.
The festive red cloth was hung on the head door of her house, and two hydrangeas were hung on both sides, covering the low lintel.
My grandfather is the boss today. He didn't want to get off the horse, but he lost the boss's majesty if he got off the horse. He wanted to ride a horse into the house like a hero and create a scene of robbing a bride. This scene was designed by my grandfather and I practiced it many times in my heart. My grandfather is tough and bold, and he is a little romantic. He thinks it is exciting and fun to grab a kiss.
"bang" sounded dull.
My grandfather fell off the horse's back and his forehead hit the lintel of the bride's house.
The sound of suona stopped suddenly, and the wedding team turned from still to restless. No one has rehearsed this plot, how to proceed next? The person in charge was also confused.
At the critical moment, my fourth master stepped forward. The Fourth Master is my grandfather’s younger brother.
She is my fourth master who carried it into the sedan chair.
It seems like nothing happened, walking on the official road, crossing the glacier, and returning home. The wedding team was still bright and ostentatious, the suona was still playing, the sedan chair was still trembling, and the tall horse was still majestic.
Just the person riding a horse was replaced by my fourth master.
It has been three days later when my grandfather woke up. My fourth master worshipped the world with her and entered the bridal chamber.
My grandfather’s parents smiled and wiped their tears, saying, “It’s good to wake up! It’s good to wake up! It’s better to wake up than anything else!”
“The wedding can’t be without a groom, and the bridal chamber cannot be allowed to keep the bride in the empty room, which is unlucky."
" Your brother is too old and it's time to get married. It's not the same if you two brothers marry first and then, you'll have to get married sooner or later. "
" I will find you a better one in the year, and the wedding will be more scene-like than your brother. "
The two old men explained silently and chattered.
Grandpa patted his forehead and accepted it.
At that time, the bride did not know that her groom was originally my grandfather. But after a few years, my fourth master ran away from home, rumors spread everywhere, and she got confirmed information from her mother-in-law.
Grandma remained silent and buried this information in her heart. Spring was gone and spring came again. The seeds planted will always germinate, but they only grew in the owner's own world.
Since the beginning of the year, the fourth grandma has been laughing with my grandma while carefully caring for the young bud in her heart. They live in harmony with each other and have nothing to do.
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Great-grandfather has four sons. The eldest son broke into Guandong for a livelihood in his early years, then settled in a foreign land, and then died in a foreign land. Due to the lack of transportation and communication in the past, there were few news with his hometown.
my second son was honest and dedicated to farmers, farming all his life, never went out, and never saw what the county town looked like. He had no marriage, no descendants, and died early without illness.
my grandfather was ranked third, A young man practiced martial arts, with a straightforward and strong temperament, he was very upright and praised by the villagers, and was known as the Third Master. He had a contest with the fierce bandits in his early years, and had a fight with the bandit leader. He was calm and contented in the face of the test, and was not alarmed or panicked, and he took back the old cow from the bandit's nest.
Here we only talk about the fourth son of the great-grandfather, which is my fourth master. My fourth master was well-behaved since childhood. I don't know when I learned five things. He said it to his parents, which was to "eat, drink, gambling and smoking".
Especially gambling, as long as there is a card market, he must be there, or he is on the way to the card market. . The Fourth Master is good at making money and often wins money, but most of the money can't be obtained. Halfway through the road, I was intercepted by a tavern and tobacco. Some people also went to the house to block the door to collect debts, but they could not block him. Often, his parents were filled with many holes for him while laughing.
Once, he bet on his beloved and lost his wife, which was what he thought of. The Fourth Grandma was coaxed out and said that she went to the brick cave in the southwest to claim the Fourth Master's body.
The informed neighbor ran three miles to find my grandfather, panting and saying, "Third Master, Third Master, it's not good! The fourth grandma asked someone to tie her up. "
My grandfather was working on someone. Without saying a word, he threw the tool to the ground, turned around and rushed out, running and turned around and asked, "Where is it? "
I couldn't find the brick caves everywhere. My grandfather was sweating and his forehead was covered with bricks and slags.
rushed to the card market to ask, and it was in chaos and fruitless. He passed by the tobacco restaurant and went in. He didn't care about the scare of the people in the museum. He picked up curtains from one room and saw his brother and my fourth master lying on the kang in the clouds and foggy. It was so carefree.
My grandfather went up to grab his cigarette gun, threw it hard on the edge of the kang, and shouted loudly: "Where is she? "
After a lot of twists and turns, the fourth grandma finally returned home intact before dark. My grandfather made a fuss at the winner for this, completely disgraceful of face. He still looked at the face of the "Third Master". The winner was not spared, so he asked the Fourth Master for a finger and said that he could not break the rules on the road.
The abandoned brick kiln in the southwest of the village was covered with weeds, and there are often men and women doing things in the kiln entrance, which is also the place where men and men make appointments to fight. My grandfather knocked his fourth brother to the ground with a punch and said sternly: "If you can't cherish her anymore, don't be a man. Are you still a man? "
" Let you be a man, so you should cherish her! "The Fourth Master got up and slowly patted the soil on his body. "She was originally yours, so I'll give it to you again! "
"What are you talking nonsense? I won't beat you to death! "My grandfather was so angry that the two brothers continued to fight together, and the fight was dark.
The Fourth Master still went to bet, but he was no longer so blatant.
That year, just winter came, and a team of soldiers in yellow uniforms came to the village.It is said that this is a team to fight the Japanese. They fight from the north, pass by the village, and temporarily station to take a breath.
The villagers are very enthusiastic and give food to soldiers, sweet potatoes and local specialties. Also, my old hen has been raised for two years and I am reluctant to eat it, so I sent it there.
Some people also send their sons to follow the team to fight the Japanese, to make their best for the family and glory for the country. Besides, it’s not vain to give my son away. You can get three silver -shaped .
Great-grandfather and grandmother thought for a few nights, and great-grandmother cried for a few nights, and finally decided: Send the fourth son to join the army! Anyway, he was not good at it, so he asked him to accept discipline in the team, and maybe he would get better in the future.
When the team set off, it was a dark night with no fingers, not the morning when the sun rose. So there was no bright red sun shining on the faces of the soldiers, and there was no bright red red flower on the Fourth Master's chest.
The fourth master’s woman is my fourth grandmother. She did not bid farewell to her man at the entrance of the village, nor did she give him handmade cloth shoes and embroidered insoles to stay up late, nor did she hug and say goodbye with tears in her eyes.
That night, Grandma Fourth fell asleep and slept soundly. When she woke up, it was dawn and there was no man around her.
The Fourth Master actually has a bottom line. He left all the money left for gambling and smoking cigarettes, and pressed it under Grandma's pillow with a note. "I'm going to fight the Japanese. I don't know whether it's dead or alive when I leave. Don't wait for me. Be your man in this life, one time is enough, and two times is difficult." These are the words on the note, written in a crooked manner.
It was very late the next night, and the oil lamp in Grandma Fourth’s house was still not extinguished. She sat in front of the light and woke up from her dozing, only to remember that her man had already joined the army and fought.
Leave a light at night, even if the light is weak, it is the light of hope. The fourth grandma often sits in the light of hope, not hoping that the long night will pass early, as long as the man returns before dawn. Sometimes she fell asleep, and the oil lamp had been boiled. That was the essence and blood of the fourth grandma, I don’t know how many pounds I had to bear.
They have a daughter. When the Fourth Master left, his daughter was still in her infancy. During the hard years, people eat unnutrition and naturally cannot keep up with the milk. My daughter cries and sleeps every night. The fourth grandma is very worried. My grandfather fed a cotton sheep that could only be breastfeeded. He originally planned to supplement his children's nutrition, but whenever he heard the crying in the yard, he was heartbroken, so he often passed by a bowl of goat milk.
At the same age, the daughter still cried continuously, but in the end she was defeated, just like a little flower that had just bloomed fell. In this way, the fourth grandma became a lonely person, sitting upright in front of the window every night, thinking about her own thoughts at a green lamp.
Later I found out that the army that the Fourth Master participated in was a Kuomintang team. Although he also fought against the Japanese, he did not win. Instead, he was beaten to retreat south by the Japanese and passed through our village.
Just as the Fourth Master followed the team, a group of Japanese devils came, and they plundered a few pigs and chickens, fired a few shots, and left without stopping for a long time.
Then an army drove from the north. This army was disciplined and did not want the things of fellow villagers, and did not even take the masses one needle and one thread. It is said that they were the team of Commander Lu Zhengcao and the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party.
Eighth Route Army lives in the village. Not only do they not want food from fellow villagers, but they can also help the needy people with their own food, and help carry water and repair houses, just like their own son. My great-grandfather and great-grandmother saw it and regretted sending her son to the army to send him off too early.
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00 The courtyard wall of the adobe in the fourth grandma's house is eroded by wind and rain, and it becomes lower and lower. Goats can climb up, and children can climb, not to mention adults.
The fourth grandma cried a few times before my grandma, saying that a man came to jump over the wall of her house in the middle of the night, which made her very scared.
When my grandfather found out, he went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the courtyard wall to a height that even adults could not climb up.
The fourth grandma finally felt relieved and looked at the high wall, so happy that she couldn't stop.
My grandfather also felt relieved, squatted and smoked dry cigarettes, looked at the high wall, and said, "In a few years, pull some bricks and make a brick wall."
Bricks were expensive back then, and there were few brick walls in the house, let alone the courtyard wall.
The wall between the fourth grandma's house and my grandfather's house seemed even lower. The fourth grandma was feeding chickens in the yard, and often saw my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard; my grandfather doing boxing and kicking in the yard, and often saw the fourth grandma in the yard feeding chickens.
There were neighbors visiting each other and suggested that the middle one beside him It’s time to dismantle the wall, and it’s easy to move between relatives.
My grandfather didn’t say anything. My grandmother said it was not necessary, so it’s better to keep it.
My grandmother was already ill in the bed, and the three children were still young, and she received a lot of care from my fourth grandmother.
Later, my grandmother left my grandfather and left. Some neighbors visited her and suggested that the middle wall be removed, "It’s easier for the third master and the fourth grandmother to move around each other. "
My grandfather didn't say anything. The next day, my grandfather went to the field to dig soil and transported it back, and raised the wall in the middle so high that it couldn't see each other.
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In the countryside of that era, there was love, but you couldn't see it. Love was like grains and grains. If you could eat it, you wouldn't fill your stomach. Only you knew it when you filled it, but outsiders couldn't see it. At most, you pretended to be burping in front of people, making people feel that you were the one who was not hungry.
In the countryside of that era , Flowers do not represent love, especially the flowers on the grave. Everyone thinks that they are optional weeds. There are often flowers on my grandfather's grave, not growing there, but someone putting them there, one, two, three, yellow, red and purple.
In the novel, flowers can be used as a token of love. I used to go to the Fourth Grandma's courtyard to play and tease the goats she raised during the summer vacation when I didn't have to go to school.
I told the novel story to the Fourth Grandma, but she was curious and chased me and asked, "What kind of flowers are they? Which color of flowers do you want? "
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ml0Grandma Four lay in my father's arms, closed her eyes peacefully, and left the world she loved.
Grandma Four was sitting on the edge of the kang, putting down the bowl of water feeding with one hand, and holding the fourth grandma Four's head firmly with the other hand, shouting loudly: "Auntie Four! Fourth Aunt! "Tears flowed down.
Aunt had already prepared a handful of comb , and stood aside and said, "Let it go! Everyone is gone. ”
The father explained to his aunt: “Combine carefully, and every hair is combed neatly. Put a bun behind it, it must look good! Our fourth aunt cares about dressing up the most. "
" I want to be buried with your father. "
" No matter what, I will be with your father. "
" After all, this is a lifelong thing. "
Mrs. During her lifetime, she expressed her wish to my father many times on different occasions.
My father was on the surface, but he always felt awkward in his heart. There was a hurdle that he could not overcome. "How can this be possible? How can this be done! "
people from the family gathered together to discuss for almost a night. It was really a matter of justice. My mother said she was right. As dawn approached, I finally reached the conclusion according to my father's wishes: bury the fourth grandma in the right hand of my grandma's joint tomb, one meter away from my grandma's burial tomb. This is a moral norm to cater to "husband, one meter to be a husband". Ethically speaking, my grandma is a person who is ten feet away from the fourth grandma. This distance is not far and not close, just right, which is in line with the wishes of the fourth grandma and the traditional moral principles.
The most direct reason for burying the fourth grandma in my grandma's cemetery is that my fourth grandma has no place to die. In fact, the scientific and reasonable statement is, My fourth grandfather belongs to the missing person in his early years. He should have died outside, but he was not alive and could not see the body. In short, he did not enter the family tomb.
This is a question, how should my fourth grandmother "become peace"? As a woman, even if she dies, she must rely on a man. This is the rule.
After ideological understanding, everyone thinks that such an arrangement is an excellent choice and the best destination for the fourth grandmother. In this way, my grandfather will also smile with satisfaction.
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At the end of the lunar calendar, I went on winter vacation to celebrate the New Year at home.It snowed all night, and after breakfast, my father and I posted Spring Festival couplets at the door and hung red lanterns. We were so cold that our hands were frozen.
My father stood far away and directed: "Low, higher, higher, okay, that's it."
My neighbor's second uncle ran over with a hot air, "Brother Fazi, someone has come to you, it's at the entrance of the village."
My father asked calmly: "Who? Who is looking for me on this heavy snowy day?"
My father asked calmly: "Who is it? Who is looking for me on this snowy day?"
tm l0 "It's the fourth uncle! He said it's the fourth uncle of Fazi! He also specified that you would like to greet him, otherwise he would not go to the village." "The fourth uncle? I didn't expect that he was really here."
"It should be that sitting in a high-end small bedroom car like a mirror, it looks like a capitalist style."
As early as the autumn season, my father received a letter from my fourth master who was going back to his hometown to visit relatives, and he was prepared in his heart. I'm just not sure when I'll get home.
"The United Front Work Department of the County Party Committee called me directly, but it didn't pass through our commune. It said that your fourth uncle Dewang is going to come back from Taiwan to visit relatives, so he specially called me to the county for a special meeting. Chairman Wang of the CPPCC gave an instruction: Dewang is not only your fourth uncle, but also the fourth uncle of the 330,000 people in our county. What does it mean? You must strictly follow the national policies and systems, and you must do a good job in receiving Taiwanese compatriots."
This is what the village party secretary said to my father on the edge of my kang.
Father finally raised his chest and looked up in the village, and changed into better cigarettes. He dissipated the cigarette when he saw people. It seemed that when the fourth uncle was coming, he was about to get rich.
This year during the Chinese New Year, my father specially bought a pair of brand new big red lanterns. My father also cut a large piece of pork and a large piece of mutton and made two dumplings. "I want to let Uncle Fourth have a meal of dumplings from his hometown. Only dumplings from his hometown are the taste of his hometown."
dumplings were already wrapped; the red lanterns were hung, and the Spring Festival couplets were pasted neatly; Uncle Fourth came. Just right!
Hurry up and go to the village entrance to greet you!
"What does the fourth uncle look like?" my father asked. When the Fourth Master left his hometown, my father was not born yet.
"I didn't see you either, so I didn't get off the car." said the second neighbor.
My father arrived in front of the car and saw the village party secretary also present, and there was a person who looked like a cadre standing at the front of the car. The branch secretary said, "Fazi, come and welcome the Taiwanese compatriots!" The person who looked like a cadre asked, "Are you Liu Fa?"
"I am." The father said.
"That's right, today, in the heavy snow, your fourth uncle came from Taiwan from thousands of miles to his hometown. This is called the fall of leaves and the flow of water. You must understand and respect his old man's complex of returning to his hometown, which is also a patriotic feeling. Your fourth uncle is a Taiwanese compatriot, and you should be clear about his deeds. Although he followed the Kuomintang team back then, he was also a patriot. "
"Yes, yes, where is my fourth uncle? When you get home, ask the fourth uncle to get off the car!" My father couldn't wait to look inside the car, with the window glass covered with reflective film, where could he see the scene?
The cadre waved his hand into the car, and two men in military uniforms got off the back seat of the car. One of them was holding a red cloth bag in his hand, with a solemn expression.
"Comrade Liu Fa, you have also seen that your fourth uncle, Liu Dewang, has returned to his hometown. I hope you can treat him kindly and give him a suitable destination." The cadre said, "Originally, according to the party's policy, you must place your fourth uncle in the revolutionary martyrs cemetery in our county. Although he is not a Communist Party member, although he is a Kuomintang member, he is patriotic and fights the Japanese. He is also a revolutionary martyr in the face of the party's policies and should enjoy the treatment of a revolutionary martyr. Today, the revolutionary martyr was sent here to fully respect him. The wish of his family during his lifetime is to sleep in his hometown. "
" There is another very important reason," the cadre continued: "After he arrived in Taiwan, he avoided many marriages and insisted on not getting married. He was sticking to his original feelings. He said that he had a lover in his hometown in mainland China, and his lover was looking forward to his reunion day and night. Now, this is a reunion!"
The father took the red cloth bag and pressed it in his hand and felt very heavy. My father's legs became weak and he knelt in the snow.
"Uncle Fourth, you are home! Uncle Fourth, my fourth aunt is waiting for you, let's go home!"
Thousand miles of ice , thousands of miles of snow floats, how many past events are frozen in this vast earth, how many emotions are condensed in the heart, and now they are drifting with the snowflakes like smoke.
"Uncle Fourth, you are home! Uncle Fourth, my fourth aunt is waiting for you, let's go home!"
Thousand miles of ice , thousands of miles of snow floats, how many past events are frozen in this vast earth, how many emotions are condensed in the heart, and now they are drifting with the snowflakes like smoke.
