Crazy Niang original (selected from Baidu Encyclopedia):
Everyone has a mother, so do I, but my mother is crazy. Our family still doesn't know where Niang is from, what her name is, and why she is crazy. 23 years ago, a young woman lived in our village. She is in rags and slovenly. She smirked at everyone and peed openly. Some men in the village often walk around her. Therefore, the daughter-in-law in the village often spits at the woman, and some daughters-in-law also stepped forward to kick her a few feet and told her to "get out of here." But she just wouldn't roll, and she was still giggling around the village. At that time, my father was 35 years old. His left hand was interrupted by a machine in the quarry and underwent amputation. Because his family was poor, he never got married. Grandma saw that the woman still had some looks, so she moved her mind and turned around the crazy woman three times. She nodded and said, "Well, yes, you can have a baby at a glance." Grandma decided to accept her as my dad's daughter-in-law, and wait for her to incense my family, and then see if the situation will drive her out. Although my father was reluctant, he looked at the situation at home and gritted his teeth and agreed. As a result, my father became the groom without spending a penny. Needless to say, this woman later became my biological mother. When I was born, my mother was in pain and screamed. Grandma lit three incense sticks in the room and prayed for a long time. Then, two midwives held her right and left, forcing her to put her hand on the ladder and squat down her legs. There is a big wooden footbath under her leg, which contains several handfuls of toilet paper and soft cloth. The midwife kept telling her if she could understand them, "Push, push again. Come on, crazy bitch ... "This production took more than seven hours, and my mother just" hung "on the ladder for seven hours. When my mother's crotch finally heard me crying loudly, two midwives in the world were too tired to move, or grandma cut the umbilical cord for me. The mother who was controlled by the midwife for seven hours was also in tears because of relief. Grandma hugged me, pouted and said happily, "This crazy woman gave birth to a grandson with a handle." Grandma rewarded her mother with a jar of chicken soup.
That day, my mother sat quietly on the bed with a small basin on the quilt.
Grandma took a bowl of chicken soup from Haida to her mother and said, "Drink it well and don't spill it.
Bone chips spit in this basin, do you hear? If you don't listen, I'll hit you. "
Grandma said half-threatened and half-seriously. Niang took the chicken soup and nodded.
She grabbed a chicken leg with oil dripping from her mouth. Mother was so obedient that she vomited all the chicken bones in the basin.
She ate up a big bowl of soup. It's just that my grandmother took me away when I was born.
Never let mom near. I don't blame grandma for being heartless,
Such a tragedy happened in our village:
A woman in our village married a bachelor. Although she is not crazy, she is mentally retarded.
After giving birth to her son, she rolled over at night and crushed him to death. After the woman was beaten by the man,
Be swept out of the house. There have been such examples before, how dare grandma be careless? Mom always wants to hug me,
Many times in front of grandma, she labored to shout, "Come, give it to me ..." Grandma ignored her.
I am so small, like a meat toot. What if my mother accidentally dropped me on the ground? After all, mom is crazy.
Whenever my mother asks for a hug, grandma always pricks up her eyes and exhorts her:
"You don't want children, I won't give it to you. If I find you hugging him secretly, I will kill you.
Even if I don't kill you, I will kick you out. "Grandma said this, without any vague meaning.
Mom understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time.
Although my mother's breasts are swollen badly, I can't eat half of my mother's milk. My grandmother feeds me spoon by spoon.
It turned out that grandma said that there was a "neuropathy" in mom's milk, so it would be troublesome to infect me.
At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty, especially after my mother and I were added.
Grandma decided to get rid of her mother because she not only ate idle meals at home, but also made trouble from time to time.
One day, grandma cooked a pot of rice, personally added a big bowl to her mother and said:
"Wife, this family is too poor, and my mother-in-law is sorry for you.
After you finish this bowl of rice, you will go to a richer family and never come again, huh? "
Mother just stuffed a big meal into her mouth and was very surprised when she heard grandma's "marching orders".
A lump of rice is stuck in the mouth. Mother looked at me in grandma's arms, mumbling:
"No, don't ..." Grandma's face suddenly fell, and she took out a dignified paternalistic style and shouted sharply:
"You crazy woman, why are you stubborn? You won't get good fruit if you go on.
You are a vagrant. I took you in for a year or two. What do you want?
Have a bowl of rice and leave, do you hear me? "
Grandma took out a hoe from behind the door and knocked on the ground like Long Touzhang in She Taijun.
"Dong" to let out a dull dark ring. Niang got a fright and looked at her mother-in-law timidly.
I slowly looked down at the rice bowl in front of me, and tears fell on the glistening rice in grandma's strong light.
Mother suddenly made a very strange move. She gave more than half of the rice in one bowl to another empty bowl.
And then looked at grandma piteously. Grandma froze. It turned out that my mother made a statement to my grandmother that she would only eat half a bowl of rice every meal.
Don't kick her out. Grandma's heart seems to have been severely pulled, and grandma is also a woman.
Her tough attitude is also fake. Grandma didn't go too far, and she held back her tears.
Then he said with a straight face, "Eat, eat and go. You will starve to death in my house. " Mom seems desperate,
Without even eating half a bowl of rice, I stumbled out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time.
Grandma hardened her heart and said, "Go, go and don't look back. There are many rich people in the world! " Mom came over instead,
I put my hand into my mother-in-law's arms. It turns out that my mother wants to hug me.
Grandma hesitated, but still gave me to her mother as a baby. Mother held me in her arms for the first time,
Smile brightly. On the other hand, grandma put her hand under her mother.
I'm afraid my mother's madness will throw me away like garbage. Mom hugged me for less than three minutes,
Grandma couldn't wait to take me away, then turned and closed the door. ...
My mother finally left, but I still can't get rid of poverty after I left my mother's house. My family is still alive.
The life of "three meals a day, one night". Of course, my grandmother told me these stories before I remembered them.
When I was ignorant, I discovered that all my friends had mothers except me.
I asked my father, and I also asked my grandmother. They said, your mother is dead. But my little friend told me:
"Your mother is a madman and was driven away by your grandmother." I wrangled with my grandmother and asked her to pay my mother back.
She also called her "grandma wolf" and even spilled the food she brought me all over the floor. Grandma hit me for the first time in her life,
She also burst into tears: "Little Rabbit, your mother didn't do anything except give birth to you.
Grandma raised you. It's good for you to bite the hand that feeds you.
If I knew, I would let your crazy mother take you with me. "At that time, I didn't have the concept of" crazy ".
All I know is that I miss my mother. What does she look like? Is she still alive?
Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, came back.
That day, some friends flew in and told me:
"Little tree, go and see, your mother is back, and your crazy mother is back."
I ran out happily, and my father and grandmother followed me.
This is the first time I have seen my mother since I can remember. She is still in rags, and there are some yellow broken grass in her hair.
God knows which haystack I spent the night in. Mother dared not enter the house, but faced my house.
Sitting on the stone pile in the rice field in front of the village, holding a dirty balloon.
When I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she was eager to find her son among us.
Mom finally stared at me, staring at me all the time, grinning and calling me, "Little tree … ball … ball …"
Mother stood up and kept raising the balloon in her hand. Please put it into my arms.
I have been going backwards. I'm disappointed. I didn't expect my mother, whom I miss day and night, to look like this.
If I had known that crazy mother was like this, why would I miss her? A small partner aside input said:
"Young tree, do you know what a madman is now? It's like your mother. " I said angrily to my friends:
"She is your mother! Your mother is crazy, your mother is like this. " I turned and left.
I don't want this crazy mother. Grandma and dad led the mother into the door.
At that time, after grandma kicked her mother out, the villagers talked a lot and grandma's conscience was tortured. With the increasing age,
Her heart couldn't be hardened any more, so she left her mother voluntarily, but my boss didn't like it. She lost my face.
This is the first time I have called my mother since I can speak. I never gave my mother a good look, and I never took the initiative to talk to her.
Not to mention I call her "Niang". The communication between us is mainly based on my "roar", and my mother never dares to talk back.
You can't raise your mother for nothing at home. Grandma decided to train her mother to do some chores, and then take her out when she was working in the fields.
"Watch". If you don't listen, you will be beaten. Although I really want to fight, my grandmother is far from my mother's opponent.
But the mother is silent to her grandmother, and no matter how crazy she is, she knows that this gray-haired mother-in-law is manipulating herself.
The "power of life and death" must not be provoked. Grandma asked her mother to mow the grass, and her mother mowed the grass; Tell her to collect firewood, and she will.
After a while, grandma felt that Niang had been trained by herself, so she was told to go out and cut pig grass alone.
Unexpectedly, mother cut two baskets of "pig grass" in half an hour. Grandma looked worried and panicked.
Mother cut the rice that was beating and heading in someone else's field. Grandma angrily called her "crazy woman" and "regardless of food and grass"
"To live is to make feces" ... Grandma was thinking about how to clean up the mess when the owner of the rice field came.
It is said that grandma deliberately instigated it. Grandma flew into a rage,
Take out a wooden stick in front of others and knock it on the lower back of Niang, saying:
"Kill you crazy bitch, you stay away from me ..." Although my mother is crazy, she still knows that it hurts.
She skipped away from grandma's stick and kept wailing "no, no"
Finally, people couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Forget it, we won't pursue it. Strictly looking at her in the future is ... "
After the storm subsided, Niang lay on the ground sobbing.
I disdainfully said to her, "You can't tell grass from rice. You are really a pig. "
As soon as I spoke, I got a slap on the back of my head, which was played by my grandmother. Grandma stared at me:
"Rabbit, why are you talking? Anyway, she is also your mother! " I disdain a pie mouth:
"I don't have such a stupid crazy mother!" "Wow, you are becoming more and more successful. I won't hit you. "
Grandma raised her hand again. At this time, I saw my mother jump up from the ground like a spring and lie between me and my grandmother.
Mother pointed to her head and shouted "hit me, hit me". I see. Mom asked grandma to hit her, not me.
Grandma's hand hanging in mid-air fell down, mumbling way:
"This crazy woman knows something!"
Soon after going to school, my father was invited by the professional fish farmers in the neighboring village to guard the fish pond and earn 50 yuan's salary every month.
At home, I just catch my breath. At least I have enough food. Niang still goes out to work under the guidance of grandma,
It's mainly to fight pig grass, so it's no big trouble.
I remember a winter day in the third grade of primary school, when it suddenly began to rain, my grandmother asked my mother to give me an umbrella.
Mother may have fallen several times along the way, which looks like periorbitis. She stood by the window of the classroom and looked at me and giggled.
"Tree ... umbrella ..." A classmate giggled, and I blushed and waved at her.
Tell her to go away. Mother was unmoved and still stood there shouting, "Trees … umbrellas …"
Fan Jiaxi, the most naughty in the class, also deliberately imitated Niang's vague cry: "Tree … umbrella …"
Hearing the research, the whole class burst into laughter. I'm on pins and needles. I hate my mother. She doesn't know enough.
I hate that she embarrassed me, and I hate Fan Jiaxi who took the lead in heckling me. While he was still exaggerating imitation,
I grabbed the pencil case in front of me and threw it at him, but Fan Jiaxi dodged.
He rushed forward and grabbed my neck, and we fought. I am small, and I am no match for him at all.
He was easily crushed to the ground. At this moment, I heard a long whistle of "Ow" coming from outside the classroom.
Niang flew in like a hero, grabbed Fan Jiaxi and dragged her outside. They say that lunatics have great power,
It's true. Mother lifted Fan Jiaxi, who bullied me, into the air with both hands. He was so scared that he cried and shouted at her.
A pair of chubby calves are kicking around in the air. Mother ignored him and threw him into the pond at the school gate.
Then walk away with a look of indifference. I was so frightened by my mother's behavior that I even forgot to call for help.
On that day, all the teachers had a meeting in the principal's office. They had no idea what was going on here.
Fortunately, the school chef fished Fan Jiaxi out of the pond, and the naughty egg was blue with cold.
There were also hanging injuries, and the teacher who arrived later sent them to the hospital. ...
Mom made a big mistake for me, but she seems fine. In front of me, my mother returned to her timidity.
look right at me , please. I understand that this is maternal love. Even if I am insane, maternal love is sober.
Because her son was bullied by others. At that time, I couldn't help crying:
"Mom!" This is the first time I have called her since I can speak. My mother was shocked and looked at me for a long time.
Then he blushed like a child and grinned.
That day, our mother and son came home with an umbrella for the first time. I told grandma about it,
Grandma was so scared that she fell into a chair and hurried to call her father back. Dad just walked into the room,
A group of mature men with knives and sticks broke into my house and smashed pots and pans.
There seems to be a magnitude 9 earthquake at home. All were invited by Fan Jiaxi's family. Fan Fu pointed to his father's nose and said.
"My son was scared out of mental illness and is now lying in the hospital. If your family can't pay 1000 yuan for medical expenses,
I set the fucking house on fire. " 1000? Dad only gets 50 bucks a month, Qian Qi!
Looking at the murderous Fan family, Dad's eyes slowly turned red, and he stared at his mother with terrible eyes.
One hand quickly untied the belt around his waist and hit his mother head down. Time and time again,
Niang is like a mouse living in fear and a prey running into a dead end, jumping and hiding helplessly.
I will never forget her shrill cry and the sound of the belt on her.
Finally, the director of the police station came to stop dad's violent hands. As a result of mediation, both sides have losses.
Two don't owe each other. Whoever makes trouble again will be arrested! After a group of people left, dad looked at the broken pots and pans all over the room.
Looking at the scarred mother again, he suddenly put his arms around her and cried:
"Crazy wife, I don't want to hit you. It's useless if I don't hit you. We have no money to compensate others.
It's all the fault of poverty! "Dad looked at me again and said," Shuer, you must study hard before you can go to college.
Otherwise, we will be bullied for life. "I nodded wisely. I can use "hard work" to describe reading.
In the summer of 2000, I was admitted to high school with excellent results, but my grandmother died unfortunately.
Life at home is more difficult. The civil affairs department of Enshi Prefecture lists my family as a poor household and subsidizes 40 yuan every month.
My high school has also reduced my tuition and fees appropriately so that I can continue my studies.
I seldom go home because I live and study hard. Father is still working for 50 yuan,
The burden of delivering food to me fell on my mother.
Every time, the aunt next door always helps me fry pickles and vegetables, and then gives them to my mother.
My mother wrote down the 20-kilometer mountain road, and she sent it to me every Sunday, rain or shine.
It's really strange that she is not crazy about her son at all.
Besides maternal love, I can't explain how to decipher this phenomenon in medicine.
On April 27th, 2003, another Sunday, my mother came, not only bringing me food,
I also brought a dozen wild peaches. I picked up one, took a bite, smiled and asked her, "It's quite sweet. Where did it come from? "
My mother said, "I ... I choose ..." I didn't expect her to pick wild peaches, so I sincerely praised her:
"Mom, you are really getting more and more capable." Niang hey hey smiled. Before mom left, I told her to pay attention to safety as usual.
Mom replied, oh, oh. After seeing my mother off, I plunged into the final review before the college entrance examination. The next day, I was in class.
My aunt hurried to school and asked the teacher to shout me out of the classroom. Aunt asked my mother if she had delivered any food, and I said yes.
She went back yesterday. Menstruation said, "No, she hasn't come home yet."
Mom won't go the wrong way when she is tight, will she? But she has been on this road for three years. She can't go wrong. Aunt asked:
"Your mother didn't say anything?" I said no, she brought me a dozen wild peaches. Aunt hands a clap:
"It's broken, it's broken, maybe it's broken in this wild peach." My aunt asked for leave for me, and we went back along the mountain road to find it.
There were some wild peach trees on the way home, because they grew on the cliff, so they survived.
At the same time, we found a peach tree with broken branches and an abyss under its feet. My aunt looked at me and said:
"Let's bend down under the cliff and have a look!" I said, "Aunt, don't scare me, my mother won't ..."
My aunt couldn't say anything, so she dragged me into the valley. ...
Mother lay quietly at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by some scattered peaches, and she still held one tightly in her hand.
My blood has already solidified into a thick black. My insides were torn by grief, and I hugged my mother tightly and said:
"Niang, my bitter mother, I regret that this peach is sweet. It is killing you.
Mom, why don't you promise me? You didn't enjoy a beautiful day alive ... "I leaned my head against my mother's cold face.
Crying stones all over the mountain accompany me to cry. ...
On August 7, 2003, the day after the mother was buried, 100,
The admission notice of a university in Hubei province was bronzed, passing through the road that Niang walked and those wild peach trees.
Through the rice fields in front of the village and fly straight into my house.
I inserted this belated book into my mother's cold grave with awe:
"Mom, my son agreed, did you hear that? You can smile in the grave! "