It's almost the Spring Festival, but I haven't seen many people. It's cloudy and a heavy snow is coming. On the bluestone path, there are several cold front pavilions near and far. The field is a mess, and there are some furry grass people. The cold wind blew straight into my heart, and it was so cold that it was about to fall apart.
Hey! Where is my hometown? .
My hometown when I was a child was much more beautiful than this, but I have no impression. Seeing my hometown is like a forgotten village now. I know that those young and capable people have gone to the city. What's left is just some dying old people. Actually, I should have known, but I still have a glimmer of hope for my hometown. Now it seems to have gone with the wind.
This time I went home for the New Year, mainly to visit my grandparents. Grandpa had an accident and was afraid that he would die soon, and I was his only grandson. ). And in the second half of next year, I will go to school in other places. In the meantime, there is no time to go home. I have to register on the eleventh day of the first month, go back to my family before the eighth day of August, and leave here before the eighth day of August.
When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw smoke curling up on the roof of every household. At this time, everyone is cooking dinner. As soon as I got to my door, the dog ran out and barked at me. Grandma came out to open the door and happily took the big bag in my hand. When I entered the room, my grandfather was lying in bed. When he saw me, he was too happy to speak. There is a lot of pork and a big pig head hanging on the wall.
"When was the pig killed?"
"Thirteen. Thanks for Fuquan's help. He asked about you, too I hope you can go to his house when you come back.
Suddenly, my childhood picture came to my mind: a fiery red sun hung in the blue sky, and green rice was planted in the paddy field. When the wind blows, it fluctuates like sea water. There is an adult and a child catching crabs in a stream by the field. Then the adult is Fuquan. I was only seven years old at that time, and he was twenty years older than me. But according to seniority, I'm still his uncle! Because my parents are going to work in other places, it will be inconvenient to take me with them, so I live in my grandparents' house in the country.
My first impression of Fu Sheng was not good. Idle around all day, with little education. I fell in love with him in less than a day. Because he can take me to play; Flying kites, catching dragonflies, picking wild fruits ... He is best at catching crabs.
He often takes me to catch crabs. In that stream, he rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, tied a loach basket around his waist, searched with his eyes, opened a stone, and then quickly grabbed it with his index finger and thumb, right in the middle of the crab. The crab struggled and was thrown into the basket.
Caught a basket of crabs, Fuquan burned. It turned out that the blue-black crab turned attractive red as soon as it arrived in the pot. Fuquan told me the legend of the white snake while eating crabs. He said that the sea was hidden in this crab shell. If you finish eating crab meat, you will find something like Lohan on the crab shell. But I have eaten so many crabs, and I have never seen anything like Lohan.
The day before my father came back, Fuquan took me to the mountains to play. There are many beautiful wild flowers on the road, so Fuquan told me their names one by one. Suddenly he asked me:
"Do you know mandrill?"
"I don't know, is that a flower too?"
He became a little serious and explained to me:
"Mandrill is a monster that lives in the mountains and specializes in catching children."
Hearing this, my heart began to fear. He added:
"Children caught by mandrill will be smeared with mud and stuffed with earthworms. The villagers will beat gongs and drums and scold mandrills before letting the children go ... "
I dare not listen any more. I ran down the hill crying alone.
Then both parents came back. I hugged them and cursed them for a while. I heard that Fuquan was coming, so I hid in my room and didn't want to see him again. A few days later, my parents and I went to the city and haven't seen each other since.
Speaking of him now, I also asked indifferently, "Is he okay?"
"alas! He has a hard time, too! I am in my forties and still single. Parents died young, leaving no property. He unwillingly ... "
After listening to grandma, I don't know why, but I just can't help but want to meet him.
The night in my hometown is not as noisy as in the city, which makes people fall asleep early.
The next day, grandma was going to take me to my father's grave, and Xiaohei (dog name) followed. I looked at what grandma had prepared and said:
; B3 a# G2 Z( E, {/ Y "Is it enough to burn?" "That's enough."
"If it is not enough, just buy it again."
"But there is no shop here!"
So we went out.
"ah! It's really handsome to become a young man so soon! " A very uncomfortable compliment came to my ears.
I was taken aback. I looked into the distance and saw a woman in her forties, with dark skin and small eyes, standing on the edge of the field, like grandma's poker.
I am ignorant.
"Why don't you even know your mother-in-law?"
I am more ignorant. Fortunately, grandma said beside her, "children forget things quickly, so I can't remember them." Then she whispered in my ear, "She is Liu's widow in Shangcun, Xin 'er's mother. "
Oh! I remember. When I was a child, there was such a person in Shangcun. Everyone called her widow Liu because her husband died early and refused to remarry. At that time, her skin was not so dark, her eyes were not so small, and she was not like poker. I often play games with her daughter Xiner. She is the bride and I am the groom's official. People in the village often ask me, "Who are you going to marry when you grow up?" I am also happy to say that I want to marry Xin-er. Now, I look at her in surprise, just as Columbus discovered the new continent and Newton discovered gravity. However, she said coldly, "A scholar is full of knowledge, how can he remember people?"
"that's not true ... where is Xuan?" I was shocked and hurried to explain.
"She washes clothes at home."
"Then where does she study?"
"Reading? Can books be eaten as meals? Besides, I haven't been assigned since I graduated from college, and I have to pay tuition. Who will make such a loss? " She must have never read a book and said such an unreasonable truth.
"Then she can't stay at home!"
"Of course! After the New Year, she will go back to work in the city. " .
"Will this do? What will she do in the future? "
"Look at what you said, my daughter is working in a hotel now. A few days ago, she took me to town. Ah! The building is tall and wide, and the bed is soft, which is really comfortable. In the future, my daughter will take me to the city to live a good life ... "Widow Liu turned around leisurely and said beautifully. Grandma dragged me away.
The heavy snow has finally come. I had lunch in my room and wrote something. The little black growled. I was surprised that someone came in on this snowy day, so I hurried to open the door.
This is actually a blessing. He looks different. Besides several deep wrinkles on his forehead, his temples are gray. The whole person looks very old. He is carrying a hoe and holding two winter bamboo shoots in his hand. His hands are rough and old-fashioned, and he can't catch crabs quickly, but he can catch winter bamboo shoots tightly.
I'm glad to see him after all these years. However, I don't know what to call it. According to his name, after all, he is over forty years old. But the names like uncle and big brother are totally inappropriate.
He was excited to see me, too, but it was hard to say. Finally, I heard him shout unexpectedly: "Uncle! ……"
This is really worse. It's completely different now. The distance between me and him is not only in age, but also in mind.
The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but that I am right in front of you.
"It's cold outside, come in!" I took him into the house.
Grandma also heard the sound and came out of the back room. "Taipo!" Fuquan respectfully let out a cry.
"What a blessing! It's snowing. Why are you here? "
"I ... I'm going to dig winter bamboo shoots and drop in."
"Then stay here for dinner!" I said.
"No, it's not good." He quickly refused and looked at grandma.
"What's wrong with this? It's just a meal. Are you still afraid that we have no food? " I looked at grandma. "yes! Fuquan stays here and is more lively. "
"Taipo, it's very kind of you! I ... "
"That's it, cook more!" I didn't give him a chance to dodge. He had to put down his hoe and give his grandmother two winter bamboo shoots, saying that he wanted to add some vegetables.
I sat and chatted with Fu Quan. When I asked him about his life now, he looked haggard.
"This year's drought, the harvest is not good. Even this winter is very sad ... "
"This country is not easy to stay, go to the city!" ,
"city? That's no better than this! Everything costs money. And the city dwellers are overbearing, and people who go to the countryside will be bullied, or the countryside is more free ... "
I seem to have touched a sore spot with him. Words such as "poor" and "humble" are faintly visible in his eyes.
After dinner, he will leave. I wanted to invite him here for the Spring Festival, but he refused. Grandma didn't say anything, so I had to ask her to bring him some rice, a sugar cake, four rice cakes and a few pounds of pork. He walked away in the snow with a hoe on his shoulder and something in his hand.
In the evening, grandma said something about Fuquan. It turns out that this summer vacation, Fuquan went to work in the city and came to see me during the period. Later, the factory where he worked defaulted on his salary and refused to give it. Fuquan had no choice but to be penniless, and even the fare to go home was given by good people.
On the eighth day of the first month, I must leave. I started early because there were few cars. Grandma reluctantly sent me away with tears in her eyes, and Blackie came. But in the end, they took their hometown and disappeared into the dense fog.
I'm in the car. Look at this book. Suddenly those words stood up and laughed at me. Are they laughing at me for reading for so many years? I remember that everyone in the village was sunbathing yesterday. Fuquan and widow Liu also came, but they didn't see Xin-er. Maybe they went to the city! Someone joked: "widow Liu, I think you and Fuquan are quite suitable." Just marry him. " Others are willing to match her for free. Widow Liu glanced at Fuquan and seemed to say in her heart, "He can't even support himself, and he still wants to marry me?" Fuquan just barely smiled, like a peach blossom in a cold winter, and then a bitter gourd face.
When the car drove away, I sat by the window and listened to the sound of the motor. Although there is a thick fog outside, I know that I am getting farther and farther away from my hometown. I think: after studying for so many years, I can at least support myself in the future and will not let my children give up their studies and work early. More likely, if you have money, you will take your grandparents to the city and invite Fuquan to live for a few days when you buy a house.
I thought about the future, but I was worried again. Widow Liu asked Xin-er to go to work before she finished her studies, bent on living a good life in the city. I am also secretly worried about Xin-er's future, but now my future is not a fantasy. It's just that her future is narrow and mine is bright.
I seem to see the future in the thick fog: sunny and laughing. I think: I will get it in the future, but I can't think of it. There are countless roads on the ground, and not every road leads to a bright future. Only by choosing the right path will the future be bright!