text | Zhang Tao W Lian
Barley and wheat are twin sisters. The twins also come first and then arrive. The barley grows three minutes earlier than the wheat, so it is big, and the wheat grows three minutes later, so it can only be small.
Barley and wheat are the names given to them by their father. It was the time when the wheat was yellow.
Any twins look very similar and cannot tell you or me. But my mother could tell that there was a small black dot behind the barley ear, and when she grew up, she became a small mole.
Barley and wheat grow up in the wind and become two pearls in the hands of parents.
After that, the parents did not have another child, and there were only two daughters under their knees. The two sisters are like two and tangerine lotus , with the same heart, the same root, and the same life.
Their tall figures are naturally beautiful, white and tender, delicate facial features and beautiful appearance, and everyone praises them.
After both sisters entered the school, they showed different scenery.
Damai is talented and has a stupid mind, but she is not born to be a good student and has no interest in learning. Although people were sitting in the classroom, with two big eyes staring at the teacher giving lectures, as if they were listening attentively, their minds had been abandoned and they were flying wherever they were. Their academic performance was a mess and they were counting down every exam.
Xiaomai is very attentive in learning, listen carefully in class, work hard after class, and strive to consolidate the knowledge learned. She has always been the top student in the class and is ranked first or second in every exam.
At home, my mother always told Damai to do more housework. After doing this, she asked her to do that. She was like a top, constantly spinning under her mother's whip.
But my mother rarely ordered Xiaomai to do work.
Damai was very dissatisfied with her mother, and she pouted and said: Why just let me fuck her? Why not let wheat be dried?
The mother didn’t like it and said calmly: You are too old, she is too young, so you have to do more!
Damai was not convinced: I just gave birth three minutes earlier than her, how old is it?
Mother smiled and said: That's all, let alone three minutes earlier, even three seconds earlier is also big!
Barley was throwing the work in his hand, and his nose was humming.
Xiaomai glanced at her sister and turned her head to laugh secretly.
When the two sisters were thirteen years old, they graduated from elementary school. Damai did not continue to go to school, but Xiaomai went to junior high school in the town to continue to study.
Dad has been working on construction sites in the city for many years. After school, Damai helps his mother with housework at home and does some farm work in the fields.
Xiaomai rides a bicycle to do her day study, and she is at home sooner or later. She spent all her time on her studies and did not do any work at home. The same is true on holidays and Sundays. She doesn’t pick up the grass when she doesn’t hold the oil bottle when she pours it, and she doesn’t fall when the kettle opens. Sometimes my sister was so busy that she pretended not to see it, either hid in the house or slipped out of the house and hid further.
Seeing that wheat is treacherous and lazy, barley is inevitably filled with some complaints.
But my mother said: You are born to work, who do you don’t do it?
Damai replied: You are biased and biased.
Mother smiled and said: I just like children who study hard. In my mother's opinion, barley should work more, and wheat should not work.
Xiaomai became the top student in the school. She sang and made rapid progress, winning the championship all the way. After graduating from junior high school, he was admitted to the county's No. 1 middle school with excellent grades, and after graduating from high school, he entered a national key university with extraordinary grades.
In the last few months of Xiaomai's college entrance examination, she was fully prepared for the exam and didn't have time to go home. Damai had to go to the county town every week to deliver food, clothing and supplies to Xiaomai.
Xiaomai is grateful: Sister, thank you so much for your hard work!
Barley said: Wheat, you should pay attention to rest and don’t get tired of your body. Damai hopes that her sister can get into college from the bottom of her heart, so that her face will be brilliant.
Wheat is like a learning machine. After graduating from undergraduate, she was admitted to graduate school and studied for a master's degree and doctoral degree. After graduating from her doctoral degree, she stayed at the university as a teacher.
She started as an assistant teacher and became a lecturer and associate professor. She was only thirty-two when she was an associate professor.
Damai fell in love with a young man in this village and got married.
The husband is a small boss of a chicken farm. His family is rich and his life is prosperous. Although he has no building, he has a large red tiled house. It is considered an outstanding household in the village.
My father passed away when he was 65 years old and suffered from pulmonary obstruction. Damai and her husband took care of their funeral with the help of their relatives.
While holding the funeral for his father, Xiaomai only stayed at home for three days before hurried back to her workplace in the provincial capital.
After her father passed away, Damai took her elderly mother to live with her home to facilitate her care.
Once my mother fell ill, Damai and her husband drove her to county hospital overnight. During the hospitalization period, Dabae stayed in front of the bed, fed water, took medicine, infusion, wiped feces and urine, and served her day and night, and did not dare to make any mistakes. After half a month, the barley lost weight a lot, as if it was ten years older. After her mother recovered, Xiaomai took her to her own home in the provincial capital, and wanted to take care of her for a while and be filial.
But my mother only lived in Xiaomai's house for one month before returning to Damai's house in the village.
Damai asked his mother with a smile: You used to be so partial to Xiaomai, why didn’t you let her raise you for more days?
Mother just smiled, and she smiled sincerely and a little unnaturally.
Damai joked again: Did Xiaomai and his brother-in-law treat you badly? I won't drive you back, right?
Mother said seriously: Don’t talk nonsense, Xiaomai and your brother-in-law are kind to me. I just feel uneasy and uncomfortable living there, and there is not even a person to talk. Xiaomai and your brother-in-law say something we don’t understand, and sometimes they even sing some foreign devils’ foreign words, which we don’t understand even more.
Mother said again: Her house is too big and too clean, I dare not act, I have no freedom at all, it is like squatting in prison.
Damai laughed.
Mother also smiled, and after a while, she said: It’s better for my eldest daughter’s home! Alas, each has its own talent, each has its own strengths, and each has its own use.
A few more years have passed in a flash, my mother is getting older and older, and her body is getting worse day by day. She spends most of her time in bed and is entirely caring for barley.
Xiaomai also came back to live during the winter vacation of school to help her sister serve her mother.
On a day, Damai has to go to the town to buy some medicine and daily necessities for his mother, and leave Xiaomai at home to take care of her mother. But after a while, when Xiaomai saw that her mother was fine, she went for a walk on the mountain outside the village.
After the barley came back from the town, he smelled the smell of the house. He lifted the quilt covered by his mother and saw that his mother pulled the feces on the bed, both on the mattress and on the quilt.
Barley couldn't help but curse Xiaomai: Damn wheat, even the shadow disappeared, where did it die...
Wheat hurriedly broke in from outside. She was panting, and beads of sweat were oozing on her red face. Seeing this, she was very surprised and said helplessly: What should I do? What should I do? Why did my mother pull her stool on the bed?
Damai asked angrily: Xiaomai is not guarding Xiaomai, where have you gone?
Xiaomai said: I went up the mountain outside the village. I really want to see the scenery on the mountain. How beautiful...
Damai said: Should you look at your mother at home, or should you go to the mountain to see the scenery?
Xiaomai said stutteringly: Oh, yes, it should...what should be done? She stroked her hands, not knowing what to do.
Damai said: Take off the sheets and quilt cover and wash it.
Xiaomai said: Yes, wash it quickly. Sister, should you wash or me?
Damai said angrily and funnyly: I'll wash it.
Two months later, my mother insisted on going back to her old house and refused to live in Damai's house. She had a premonition that the irresistible thing in her life was coming.
After she returned to the old house, Damai and her husband were guarding her day and night.
At the moment of death, the mother called out: Wheat, wheat, where is the wheat?
Damai said: Didn’t you tell me that Xiaomai went abroad and went abroad to give lectures.
Before she died, her mother murmured: This child, she reads so well...
Zhang Tao W Lian, from Wulian, Shandong Province, was born in 1955. She graduated from Shandong Normal University . She has successively taught and worked in Wulian No. 1 Middle School, the County Radio and Television Bureau, the County Party Committee Organization Department, and the County Justice Bureau.Member of Shandong Writers Association, published more than 400,000 words of works in literary journals at all levels, published a collection of short stories "The Female Soldier in the Mountains" and an essay collection "The Past Unforgettable".
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