I only came home on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
Chinese New Year's Eve is spent alone.
I woke up at 6 o'clock that morning, brushed Douyin for a while, and went back and forth to see what a beautiful New Year's Day was, which was very boring. Suddenly, I felt sleepiness again, and I fell asleep again.
I had a long, long dream, and there were a lot of people in the dream, and then she came back, and I was very happy, and I rushed up to hug her, and just about to speak, the dream suddenly woke up.
For no reason, my heart was empty, and the things in front of me were a little blurry. I hurriedly got up and washed my face, brushed my teeth, and cleaned up before I went outside to breathe.
There are basically no people on the streets, but the buses are still running, and there are many people on the bus, carrying bags and gift boxes, from Tianhe District to all directions.
In the past, I always thought that Guangzhou was empty for the New Year, but in fact, when I looked at it this way, I still found it quite lively. After so many years of reform and opening up, Guangzhou really has no shortage of outsiders who are popular. This is especially true when I took my parents to Beijing Road on the first day of the new year.
If you have to find a few idioms to say, the crowd of people and shoulder to shoulder should be the most suitable keyword for the first day of Beijing Road.
The Big Buddha Temple is not squeezed in, the congestion of the women's toilet is enough to catch up with the grand occasion of the long queue on the Spring Festival high-speed rail home, I bought milk tea and came back, my mother and aunt were still blocking the door and waiting for a long time.
When they came out, more than half an hour had passed, and my father began to be afraid.
So I figured out how to deal with conversationsIt's all here, let's play. My father seemed to have a big head, but he had no choice but to follow Xu Bu slowly.
In fact, there is nothing fun, after all, I don't know how many times I have been in Guangzhou over the years, every time a friend or classmate comes over, saying that I go out for a walk, and finally choose to go to these attractions.
At first, I didn't plan to go, but then it was recommended by friends again and again, and Guangzhou was the most fun for the New Year, so I went.
Let's go back to the old place, but for my mother and aunt, it's happy. After all, they like to take pictures, and at first they asked me to take on the function of photographer, but after taking two photos, they frowned, saying that I was too bad.
I carefully checked the beauty and lighting, but the two women still said that I was too ugly. I was not convinced, so they took out the ** that they took on weekdays, and my whole body was petrified.
Because they were filmed with Tik Tok.
I finally understand why Douyin can become a national software, I finally understand how the Douyin beauties that I can't see on weekdays are mass-produced, its beauty filter is so powerful that it's outrageous, my mother and aunt are in their fifties, Douyin is a shot, completely from middle-aged and elderly women to young girls, they also said that this is the real self, I am a steamed mullet.
It seems that in the world of women, the nature of beauty is regardless of age.
In the past, I came to Beijing Road for about 30 minutes, but this time I spent an afternoon. After that, they went to the nearby People's Park, and the two of them filmed for another forty minutes**plus**, and then they were satisfied with the work.
It was seven or eight o'clock after eating, and on the way out for a walk, my mother and aunt were still immersed in the beautiful Douyin they took, exchanging skills and studying the way to advance.
I said that I would go back to my hometown tomorrow to see my grandparents, and my mother came to her senses.
She restrained her smile, her anxious and sad face suddenly climbed onto her face, she began to babble about trivial family matters again, and sighed long, "Mom and Dad are not in good health, and they can't help you anymore, and your brother is not angry, I have worked hard for you all these years." ”
I raised my head, swallowed the charcoal in my throat for a long time, calmed down a bit, and then said, "It's a big New Year, talk about these things, nothing, just small things." ”
I let my mother walk in front of me, looking at her thin back, and I only thought about one thing, if only I could earn more money.
I went back in the second year of junior high school.
I arrived at my hometown around 7 p.m., but luckily, a good friend from Kaga came to pick me up at the station. In the evening, I went to the barbecue stand I used to go to and had a drink.
Kaga said that he must order the grilled tofu at home, which is basically not eaten outside. I said that I have been hungry for this for a long time, especially when the old woman at the gate of our school made it, which is superb.
Kaga agreed.
So the first meal I spent at the barbecue stall when I returned home in the second year of junior high school, and the roasted tofu tasted really authentic, but I found that it was not so delicious.
Not only roasted tofu, but also his favorite Dong'an chicken, blood duck and other specialties don't seem to be so delicious. It seems that I am also starting to wear out like the old man of Genshin Impact Zhongli, and the people I used to like and the things I liked have been washed away by the long river of time to the other side of my memory, and I am getting farther and farther away from me.
Maybe it's a long journey.
On the third day of junior high school, I slept until I woke up naturally before going out, and Kaga shouted that he would find a temple to worship, so he went to our place called Agarwood Temple.
The place is a bit out of the way, and the mountain road is very bumpy and bumpy, but there are still a lot of people.
Everyone said that the Agarwood Temple was very spiritual, and Kaga also specially bought a stick of incense. I also bought it, thinking about seeking peace and health for my family. In the past, I rarely spent money on this, and the main focus was sincerity.
Last year, Guo Laogou said to buy me a Tai Sui charm, and I wanted a hundred and eighty, but I politely refused. After all, this one is more suitable for his mother in his natal year. I bought one myself, but I didn't feel how good my luck was last yearThe wind and frost have pressed me for two or three years, and I have no complaints in my heart.
Later, Kaga talked about it, and only then did he know that it was also very spiritual to ask for a son and a marriage here.
He's probably in love.
As soon as the question was already underway, I was a lot happier for him, after all, Kaga was still a little anxious about it.
Kaga often said, "I'm afraid that my grandparents won't see the day he gets married, so I want to find a suitable one as soon as possible." ”
I understood it, but then I added, "It is important to fulfill the wishes of your grandparents, but what they want more is that your future marriage will be happy, so."
Kaga waved his hand, afraid that the time would not wait.
I suddenly remembered a comforting sentence that even if my grandparents are gone, they will turn into stars in the sky and continue to protect you.
But I still didn't say it, after all, everyone looks at problems differently and deals with problems.
Life will find its way out of itself.
In the end, the words turned into wine, and when I woke up after drinking, I went back to my hometown in the countryside early in the morning to see my grandparents.
On the first day I went home, I went to the mountains, and my grandmother said that we are old, and we can't control a lot of things at home, and now only you can be in charge.
I followed them to the mountains with a hoe, and many people in my hometown sold their mountains, a few hundred yuan a mu, and it would take 30 years to sell them.
There are only a few households left in the village that have not sold their mountains, and one of them is my family. Many new graves have been added to the mountain, and some of the old people of the grandparents in the village have died and are also buried on the hill of my family, and some of the graves have become overgrown with weeds.
At this time, I couldn't help but envy Master Ding's hometownThere are foxes and snow leopards in his mountains, while my family has only graves and weeds in my mountains.
However, there are still a lot of tea oil trees when I was a child. In the past, you could harvest hundreds of catties of tea seeds a year, squeeze dozens of catties of tea oil, and stir-fry vegetables were super delicious. At that time, in order to pick tea seeds, I had to go up the mountain in the foggy morning, and the dew had not yet dried, so I wore a torn coat and went in, and my whole body was soaked in water for a while. The early morning wind blows, and the sun is looking for everywhere.
By the time the sun came out and warmed up a little, my grandparents had already picked several baskets. At that time, there was no serious road, and the people in the mountains could only carry it on a flat shoulder, and the sheep intestine road in the countryside two miles away bumped back and forth, and they had to pick up about 20 trips a day, sweating, their shoulders were red and swollen, and they were tired like livestock.
When I was a child, I quietly made a wish, tea tree, tea tree, don't grow so much, my grandparents are pressed into a bowed back for this bit of oil.
But it was only when I went to college that my wish really came true.
Now the trees in the mountains are indeed old, and their fate seems to be tied to the aging of the village's population. The old people can't pick the tea seeds, and the tea trees can't grow any fruit. Everyone lived quietly, and finally hugged each other, merged into one, and turned into dust.
After visiting my family's three acres of tea mountain, it was gone in an hour. Grandma leaned against a big tree and said with emotion, "Child, we are all old, your parents are not in good health, and your brother is also a useless person. ”
I smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”
I turned my head to the side, and I just felt like the world was spinningThe trees around me are dancing their teeth and claws, there is no wind today, and there is no **, but the mountains are shaking.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and a dead leaf fell on my shoulder, and I dusted it offIt's just a little bit of wind and frost.
For the next two days, I was trying to get some rest, but my grandmother fell ill.
It was the sixth day of the new year, and my grandmother's nieces had to come to see her old man's house, so a large group of children came over with their wives and children, and I worked with my grandparents at home to cook the meals, and I was so busy that I was so tired that I didn't have a good bite to eat.
As a result, I got food poisoning at night, I didn't eat dinner, I vomited on the ground, my stomach hurt all the time when I slept, and I almost died and rolled in bed.
My grandmother was fine at first, but it happened in the second half of the night, and she vomited and diarrhea, and her stomach hurt for a long time.
The next day, when she was able to walk, I helped her slowly to the village doctor's house.
The village doctor had two dogs at home, and my grandmother saw that the dog came to me and sniffed around, so she picked up her crutches and knocked them at the dog, saying that you should be careful of the dog biting you.
I said it's okay, this dog looks like our little yellow.
It's a pity that our family-raised Xiao Huang also died.
If you want to say that the happiest days when you go home in the past few years, it is still the days when you take Xiao Huang to wander around the mountains. Huang is my best animal friend back home. Every time she came home, she came from afar wagging her tail and jumping like a fox.
Then there's my civet cat. She often scuffles with Xiao Huang and sleeps together in winter. During the day, she likes to lie in the sun in the open space in front of the door, licking her little paws and combing her hair.
I went up to tease her, and by the way, I asked her if she would send out what you were doing.
It's a pity that the civet cat also died. It follows Xiao Huang.
Grandpa said that Xiao Huang was stung by a bee, and then he became ill and died. After Xiao Huang's death, the plum civet cat did not eat or drink sullenly, and then died of martyrdom.
The two of them are born together, and death is the same hole.
But without Xiao Huang and the plum civet cat at home, the fun of grandparents is a little less.
When my grandmother was hanging the water, the yellow dog in the village doctor's house circled around us, and my grandmother also remembered Xiao Huang. She must have been so lively and enthusiastic back then.
I was bored, so I whistled and teased the yellow dog of the village doctor's house, and when the yellow dog heard the sound, he wagged his tail and came over, and there was no hostility, so I rolled up the paper towel and threw it over, and the yellow dog quickly caught it with his mouth, and went out happily.
It's still fun to be a dog.
But before I had time to get close to the yellow dog set, my grandmother's hanging needle went out, and the hand bulging swelled up into a big bag, which looked very painful.
I hurriedly called the barefoot doctor over and changed my hand again, but this time I got in. My grandmother often said that when she was old, her blood vessels were hard to find, and once she went to get an injection and was pricked several times, and her hands were pricked with blood, and she shivered in pain.
I sighed, not knowing what to say. Thinking about the days when we were not at home over the years, it must have been very hard for the two elderly people to see a doctor and take medicine.
Not only is it hard, but it's also hard, after all, it's lonely.
That's how I came when I was a kid.
At that time, I had a cold and fever, and I scraped a little lighter**, and my grandmother brought a bowl of water and lifted it on the back of my head and neck, which was hot and painful, but the next day I was comfortable. If it is serious, I have to scrape my back, and I scrape it from several places with a silver ring dipped in water, and I jumped away in pain when I had fine skin and tender flesh.
Grandma said that gua sha is good and can save money. I said it hurt too much and would rather go for a spanking injection. Grandma said there was no way, you should go and see for yourself.
Later, when I had a severe cold at home, I went to the barefoot doctor's house for a spanking injection. A man, with my sharpened wooden sword, went to the barefoot doctor's house to take his temperature, and then it was time for the injection.
Sometimes I go to the bottle alone, and at that time, it was like elementary school, and I complained while getting an injection, why wasn't my parents around.
Later, I got used to it, the so-called children of poor families are in charge of the house early, and many things that can be solved by themselves are solved by themselves, and when they are forced to do so, they don't ask for anything.
But the little me who stood in the long river of time also wanted to have a support at that time. But in those days, most of the left-behind children got the same rural living book, and everyone came over like this, so what was this suffering?
Yes, for the older generation of grandparents and grandparents, they have long been numb to this bitternessThe ideological steel seal of the old era has long been seared in the bones, and it can't be washed away no matter how much it is washed.
But at least my grandmother and daughters, and me, and my grandfather.
My grandfather spent most of the time taking care of my grandmother over the years, and when my grandmother was not feeling well, my grandfather contracted the housework such as laundry and cooking.
Go home is played cards for several days, grandpa this year's luck is good, although very old, but in the experience of playing cards, is still shrewd and sophisticated, I naturally have the ingredients to send, but in most cases, grandpa is to win money with strength.
He's been happy like a kid these days.
Basically, after eating, he was going to shout and play cards. Sitting at the table, clapping my hands, shaking my spirits, my eyes glowing, and I was even more excited than I used to beat the king.
He must have stayed up for a long time.
After all, when we are not at home, he doesn't play much outside on weekdays, and grandma is afraid that he can't beat the young people in the village who will give away the money for nothing, so as long as my grandfather goes out to play cards, she will keep an eye on it, and if she loses a little money, the two will quarrel, and her grandfather will let her, so she won't play cards much.
After a few days at home, I was ready to pack my bags and leave. My grandparents began to prepare souvenirs early in the morningWhat smoked bacon, cured duck, dried sweet potatoes, dried radish, etc.,As long as they have it at home, as long as they can take it on the road, they can't wait to pack it all and take it all away.
I said that one person can't eat so much, and it will be wasted if it turns bad after a long time.
My grandparents said to take more, it's rare to come back, and there are many things at home that can't be bought outside.
In fact, many things can be bought, but the hearts and emotions that grandparents pour into these things are something that cannot be bought.
I symbolically took a few and went back to the county seat.
In the evening, I had a barbecue with Kaga. I changed a place called Luhong City Barbecue Stall, ordered grilled tofu, the taste is not **, as for the oyster eggplant or something, it is much worse than the outside, resulting in a lot of leftovers that are not finished.
Kaga went to buy a bag and Cheng Tianxia, I asked curiously, I have never seen you have such a good bite before, why do you eat betel nut now.
Kaga said that you can't buy this outside, so let's buy it at home and try it.
So after eating betel nut and driving around, it was a parting word to reunite when I was free.
Kaga left early the next morning, and recommended me a place to eat braised noodles, and I said that I had tried several noodles at home recently, and it was indeed not as delicious as in the past. If the roasted tofu at the gate of our school doesn't taste good, then I won't go back to my hometown in the future.
So in the afternoon, I went to the time-honored store at the school gate. At the beginning, I was going to go in the morning, but I didn't think that my grandfather and other people in the village would all come to the county seat, saying that it was a complaint, and the situation was that the secretary of the village party committee and several other village cadres jointly sold the Gongshan in the village, and a huge amount of stolen money was stolen. The people in the village suddenly found out on the Internet, so they collectively said that they wanted to ask for an explanation.
I hurried to go, and a group of people in the village gathered at the door of our district, shouting or shouting, or scolding or spraying, but no receptionist came out to deal with it for a long time.
The younger ones were talking about their reasoning, saying that they would get back the money that belonged to each of them; The older ones squatted at the door, like an old dog, with a solemn expression and dull eyes, probably not understanding what was going on, they were just pulled over as guns.
I went to inquire about the situation, only to learn that the village collectively agreed to contract out Gongshan at that time, but it was cheap, and the whole village only made up 50,000 yuan and sent it away.
Later, the profiteers sold the contracted mountains, made nearly a million dollars, and distributed hundreds of thousands of oil and water to the village cadres.
I didn't think that this account was exposed, and now a large group of people in the village are starting to make trouble about where this money goes, who is greedy for money, who spits it out. What they want is to distribute the stolen money to each other, and it seems that in the end, the trouble has become a problem of uneven distribution of the stolen goods.
I think it's hard for them to make trouble like this, just like a group of rabble who only care about the interests of that money, but what they haven't thought about is to deal with the problem of ** corrupt people. I only felt an inexplicable sadness, and I was even more worried that the village cadres had sealed the mouths of some people through some private means, and in the end, a large group of people were still dumb and used as guns.
But I can't solve anything if I talk lightly. And everyone has their own opinions, and there is no way to judge whose truth is the right truth, I hope that justice will fall in our countryside as soon as possible.
After the villagers came to the county seat to make trouble, they went back and said that they were going to the village cadre's house to ask for an explanation, and I sent it back to my grandfather.
In the afternoon, I came to the spirit a little, so I went to walk around the school and ate the roasted tofu at the school gate that I thought about. Fortunately, the smell of this house at the school gate is still **, so I feel that I can find some beauty when I go home.
Then I went to the book city where I read books in junior high and high school. The layout hasn't changed much, but the books have changed a lot. Jin Yong's ancient dragon that used to be full of martial arts columns, now I can't find a few copies, what I can see is the sword line in the snow, and the master of mystery (I think the administrator is a person who hasn't read the book in this category).
The Zhu Xian that I could see before, the mercenary world is now gone, and the three young Tang family visible to the naked eye in online literature, the silkworm potatoes, and the three giants of tomatoes. Especially Tang San's books are too many, is this really good?
I turned my eyes to the suspense column, and the strange one came, the suspense column was full of Da Liu's works, the three-body problem, ball lightning, and the wandering earth.
According to this classification, I think Douluo Continent should be placed in the romance column, after all, it is in love with the Continent.
It seems that the culture of small cities is also lagging behind, and I don't know how many copies of my work can be sold if they are printed in physical books and put in our hometown bookstore.
In fact, I have fantasized before, if I write a book and become famous, one day I go back to a small county bookstore to flip through my works, meet a young reader, smile and pretend to say to him, I know this author himself, what kind of expression will he look at me?
It's good to think about something.
After visiting the book city, I stopped by to buy souvenirs. We also have our specialties here, Dong'an chicken and fried blood duck.
Well, that's the taste, in fact, that's the case, maybe I'm old too, and I feel like the food I used to talk about is now commonplace. But let's take some back with you, in case a friend likes it?
But I don't have any friends.
I also thought that when I went back to the small rental house in Langlang Mountain, there was a light for you. But after all, he walked alone in the dark alley, covered in dust.
It's just a little bit of wind and frost, so let's move forward.