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Gouzi, you are the light to the world Chapter 2

It was a small mountain village in the south, calm and serene.

Farmers in the village all have their own cultivated land, mainly planting seasonal vegetables. My grandfather dug a shallow pit not far from the ground. Grandma would pick two wooden barrels every day and walked across the ridge, scooping water and pouring vegetables in the puddle.

Grapes and orange trees were planted in front of the house. At the end of the small gentle slope was a fish pond with some fry. On the small dirt slope behind the house was a simple pig pen, and jujube trees were planted beside the pen.

At that time, each household had at least one big fat pig, and slaughtered it for the New Year. These pigs are always gasping hummingly, as if dissatisfied with the world.

At the beginning, my grandmother carried me on my back every day when I went out. I lay on her not wide shoulders, but I saw the best in the world.

They worked at sunrise and died at sunset, as if life should have been like this. I have never seen them quarreling loudly, nor have I heard a complaint from my grandmother. She always treats me with a smile. spring breeze.

This memory has affected me all my life.

There was a time when I did n’t understand that my grandfather had participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. After returning from military service, why did n’t the government allocate jobs and chose to live a self-sufficient life in the countryside?

Now I want to think that my grandfather and grandma do not know Lao Tzu, but they are a firm follower of Lao Tzu’s doctrine.

My grandmother was born in a wealthy big family, several mansions, Jinyiyushi.

She was a stubborn character in her babyhood and cried when she was dissatisfied. The grandmother loved her granddaughter a lot, and thought her biological mother was not very smart. She always looked for her breast-feeding mother, so that she changed seven or eight a year.

But the good times did not last long. During that particular period of social turmoil, violent actions against the wealthy and the wealthy escalated. One day, the Land Reform Team shouted the slogan “Down with the local tyrants and poor gentry” and set fire to the entire family.

Grandma’s fate has since changed.

The wealth of her family was slowly accumulated through hard work and frugality. She walked all the way from the suffering, knowing that it was not easy in the meantime, and the family members had more ulterior motives for treating servants. When in danger, the servants felt the graciousness of the master, and did not mean that the tribulation was going to fly separately. The young grandmother was hidden in a large basket by a loyal servant, and was picked out from the back door to escape the disaster of home destruction and death.

Afterwards, my grandmother dropped out of school because of poor family. Since then, she has not served dinner. The stepmother and her child will always look like an emissary, pointing at her.

At the age of eighteen, she married a woman, and her husband’s stepmother. Before the separation, the grandmother had to do all the housework, and she had to cook a big pot of rice every day. The little she was unable to face, and she could only cry in tears when no one was there. The so-called separation just gave them a table.

She gave birth to her first child at the age of nineteen. She was eleven years old at Grandpa University. She only knew how to hurt people, but she didn’t understand the method. After seeing that her body was very weak after giving birth, she bought precious deer antler steamed meat for her to eat, but the result was that she was too nourished and lacked milk. As a result, almost all the two hundred bonuses received by my grandfather were used up by the first daughter to buy cookies and milk.

The next days are endless suffering.

Grandma learned tolerance in these days. She treated everyone with an extraordinary calmness. Even if she suffered injustice and bullying, she only promised to make things bigger and smaller.

After joining the production team, in order to get more work points, the grandma’s thin body was under heavy burden. The eldest daughter remembered that she was carrying a heavy burden and stood unsteadily since she was sensible.

In the past ten years or so, three men and three women have been born. Grandma went to the hospital for ligation, and took a cotton padded jacket and put it in the closet. She had been reluctant to wear it. A few years later, the eldest daughter saw it and said with a smile: “Mom, this cotton-padded jacket is so beautiful.” The grandmother took it out and handed it to her daughter: “Do you like it? Then wear it for you.”

She is so responsive to her neighbors and even strangers. Because of this, the eldest daughter was quite dissatisfied and said angrily many times: “I can’t eat enough, and I always give things to others.” However, my grandmother smirked reluctantly and still distribute the prepared food to others However, he often only drank a soup.

This is my grandmother.

From lying on my back to squatting beside me, I gradually grew up.

Grandma still picked up the pair of wooden barrels, scooped the water on the vegetables with a spoon, the sound of grunting water, and the sound of water was very nice. I seemed to see those cabbages that had been basked in the sun drinking plenty of water, then stretched out happily and smiled at me.

After finishing the farm work, my grandfather and grandmother would go home for breakfast. The chickens and ducks were released, shit everywhere in the vestibule, the chickens would grab the insects in the grass, and the ducks would be stupid. They would just go to the water basin and pour cold water on their stomachs.

After the meal, the grandmother will bring out a bowl of grains to feed the chickens, while calling “clucking, clucking”, while sprinkling the grains on the ground, the chicken’s eyes are very powerful, can always eat the grains on the ground . The food of the ducks is a little different. It is a mixture of leftovers and feed. The grandmother called the ducks in a strange way. It was not called “quack” but “Nino Nino”. Those ducks heard the call The sound swayed the buttocks and walked awkwardly.

A duck that is so stupid on the ground changes its shape completely as long as it jumps into the water. They will draw a long wave of ripples on the surface of the water, and they will plunge into the water and then turn over and jump, and they will head up to the sky and sing unsavory songs, very very look.

My grandfather also raised a big yellow dog because he had a tiger markings on his forehead. In particular, the tiger will distinguish between his family and outsiders, and every time a stranger passes by, it will rush over and yell fiercely. It was particularly screaming when people carrying large plastic bags passed by.

On weekdays, my grandfather sat on Qianping and used a sorghum pole to broom, and the tiger lay tenderly on his feet to bask in the sun. It still eats the shit that I pull, but I never think it is dirty and often play with it. It is much smarter than those children, and will follow me all the way through the grape racks and uneven fields, lead me to the vegetable field to find my grandmother and grandmother, and will go with me to the pig pen, to tease the big one with a long grass Fat pig.

After dinner every day, the grandmother puts a chopping board on the floor of the living room, chopped hogweed, and mixed it with the feed in the pot to cook. The sound of chop chop chop chop chop chop is like a lullaby, I feel sleepy every time I listen to it.

When the chickens and ducklings of the family hatched, I was already able to move freely, so I applied to my grandmother to take care of the chickens. Why not look after the ducklings? Although they are fluffy and cute, the ducks are so stupid that they ignore me every time I learn grandma to call “Nino Nino”.

Still the chicks are clever. I particularly like to squat on the ground to watch them eat grains. My little hard mouth knocks on the ground. I peck one with a click. It is accurate and simple.

At that time, my grandfather was still serving as a brigade cadre in the village. When he went out, he would tell Tiger to stay at home with me. The tiger is very docile and always stays with me. When I feed the chick, it will lie quietly beside him. When I go to the field with my grandmother to pick vegetables, it will also follow behind me.

I also like to watch my grandmother feed the pigs. A large pot of hot pigs is poured into the trough. The big fat pigs will use their noses to spit in the pigs and eat in a big mouth. I always think that the pigs are eating with their noses. At these times, the tiger always stands quietly by the side, I touch its head, and it will wagging its tail at me.

Now I want to come, Tiger is my first playmate in childhood.

When I was living in my grandmother ’s house, I seemed to have many things to do, accompanied by tigers, loved by my grandmother and grandmother, there were so many interesting plants and animals, every day I watched them grow in the cycle of nature, and time passed. .

Following the rhythm of farm life, I learned to identify vegetables. The flowers of the pods are blue-purple, and two petals with a seed in between are very cute; the rapeseed flowers are golden and scented, often attracting bees to buzz around; the flowers of chili are inconspicuous white Before long, the branches will be hung with red, red and green peppers; the cabbage is also very cute, wrapped in layers and shrunk in the middle of the large leaves … there are many, many home-grown vegetables in the south, I can almost know .

When the tomatoes and cucumbers bear fruit, I have to go to see them several times a day. When they are ripe, I ask my grandmother to pick them up. She will wash them and put them in the ice. In the summer evening, bite a bite of chilled cucumber. The fresh and crisp taste will not be forgotten in this life. Tomatoes are juicy, so you must bite and suck the juice. After eating, your mouth is full of red juice.

The tiger may want to eat too, and often raises his head at me and shakes his tail, but I will only throw the clean bones to it when eating.

I do n’t know if the experience before the age of one has left a deep impression in my heart. I am very early. Although my grandmother and grandfather have never shown any hardship or even sighed in front of me, I still feel that they are exhausted and think about what they can do for them every day.

My grandfather loves drinking, and I see my grandma will put him a glass to pour wine every day. I thought, this thing is very simple, I can do it for my grandma. So, as soon as my grandfather came home, I quickly dragged the bottle and glass on the table, took him to the table, and said, “Grandpa, drink.” Giving grandpa happy, I boasted that I was a good boy .

My mother said that I went to my grandmother ’s house to visit me on a weekend. I said I would help my grandmother wash clothes, squat by the large basin filled with clothes, lift the sleeves of the clothes with care, and hold the clothes and start to lift the butt up and down together. My mother laughed with joy, and she asked, “Is this the way to wash clothes?” I nodded seriously: “That’s how grandma did it.”

She thought I was being carried on my back by my grandmother, so I could only feel that my grandmother was together while washing clothes. Hey, adults really don’t know anything! The grandmother just pressed the clothes and pressed it again. It was just that I couldn’t lift such heavy clothes. The pressure was not so obvious.

I think I can do more things!

After ten, twenty or thirty years, I can still feel the joy of freedom when I recall the days when I lived with my grandma.

They never force me to do anything. I’m happy to be at home, and to sleep on the ground with the tiger. I want to follow them to the ground, and they will take me with me. Every day in the country is very fresh. Today the eggplants are blooming. Tomorrow the sorghum is heading. When the thick leaves are opened to find the fruit, the joy is really unparalleled!

In my childhood in the country, I learned to enjoy being alone, and no one should come to disturb the peace and happiness in my heart.

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