Inscription for Lu Xun's mother

As I have already said, it is a female worker who has been leading me. To put it bluntly, it is my nanny. My mother and many others call her that, which seems a bit polite. Only my grandmother called her Chang. I usually call her "grandma" without the word "long"; But when you hate her-for example, when you know that she killed my Tibetan mouse, call her Chang.

We don't have long surnames there; She is short and fat, and "long" is not an adjective. That's not her name. I remember she said her name. What girl, I have forgotten now, in short, not a long girl; I finally don't know her last name. I remember that she also told me the origin of this name: there was a female worker in my family who was very tall, and this was Zhen Achang. Later, she went back, and my girl came to fill the vacancy. But because everyone was used to screaming, she didn't change her mind and became a dragon mother from then on.

Although it is not a good thing to talk about people behind their backs, if I have to tell the truth, I can only say: I really don't admire her. What I hate most is that I often like to make a careful observation and whisper to people. Hold up your second finger, shake it up and down in the air, or light your opponent or nose. There was a little trouble at home, and somehow I always suspected that it was related to this "careful observation" that I was not allowed to walk, pull weeds and turn over rocks, so I was naughty and wanted to tell my mother. In summer, when she was sleeping, she put her feet and hands over and put a word "big" in the middle of the bed, so that I had no place to turn over and slept on the mat in the corner for a long time. It was already so hot. Push her, don't move; I'm calling her, but I don't smell it.

"Dragon mother so fat, must be very afraid of the heat? I'm afraid it's not good to sleep at night. ……"