This is when I was five or six years old. I think of my mother now, and suddenly.
Remembered this story.
66 years ago, my mother was born in Ping Huang, Guizhou. My grandfather
Duke Du Zhuo was a state official in Ping Huang at that time. Soon after he took office, he met the Miao people and launched an uprising.
As a result, the city fell, and my grandfather killed my four-year-old aunt and committed suicide in court.
My grandmother and her seven-year-old third aunt jumped into the pool in the State Council and died, both men and women.
Most of the maids died. Our mother was only one year old, and nanny Liu took us
Mother jumped into the pool on her back, but escaped again. Met twice on the road.
This is a disaster. The first time I was robbed of gold and silver jewelry, the second time I was robbed of clothes.
Liu, a loyal nurse, begged for some straw to cover herself in the farmer's house, but still ran away behind her mother's back.
Difficult. Only when he fled, he met a loyal person who came to help, and he was saved. Initially flowed to the capital of Guizhou,
Secondly, he went to the capital of Yunnan Province, where he leaned against others and suffered all kinds of abuse, but he was loyal.
Our nanny Liu has been protecting our mother. Until mom was four years old, uncle.
I went to collect the body, and then went to Yunnan by the sidewalk, only to bring my mother and wet nurse Liu back to Sichuan.
Mother suffered such misfortune when she was young.
My mother came to our home at the age of fifteen, as well as our existing brothers and sisters.
Sister * * * There are eight people. I heard that one brother and three sisters died. At that time, our family was poor,
Cooking, washing and sweeping the floor should be shared with my sister-in-law, and my mother has to rest when she has more children, which makes her suffer a lot.
cut/shed/downsize the number of the staff
Busy with housework during the day and washing diapers under the vegetable oil lamp at night with my brother on my back.
Jing, I saw it with my own eyes when I was a child, and I still remember it now.
Mother is very weak because of overwork. Every year,
I always faint in autumn, which was called "dizziness" in the old society, but now I want to.
Come on, I'm afraid it's puerperal uterine disease because of poor parenting.
When she was ill, her mother fell asleep in bed and just groaned and vomited all day.
Needless to say, rice cannot be eaten, and sometimes even tea can hardly be imported. Want this?
After two weeks, I gradually recovered, which was a complete disaster.
Sick, too.
The story of banana flower is related to this disease.
In rural Sichuan, it is said that this plantain flower is a good medicine for dizziness. mother
When I'm sick, I have to ask people to buy banana flowers everywhere. But this banana flower is not
Easy to buy. Because bananas are not easy to bloom in Sichuan, once they bloom, they are hometown.
People in the village regard it as an auspicious thing and refuse to sell it easily. I finally got a banana flower,
When we were young, we should care about the price of two fat chickens.
Bought plantain flowers, petals are useless, only petals are available.
Banana seeds Banana seeds are useless once they have borne fruit. They are only used in China.
This is the stage when banana seeds are almost pistils. It's really impossible to pick many of these on a flower.
A banana seed.
This kind of banana is not delicious at all. All of us who have eaten bananas are like this.
I'm afraid eating that banana seed is just like eating a banana, which is all wet. There was once a mother.
When I was eating banana seeds, I was given a bamboo stick by the bed. It was very astringent and I couldn't get in.
Mouth.
The story of banana flower has something to do with my mother's dizziness.
We Sichuanese are mostly from other provinces. After Zhang pingding Sichuan-
Sichuanese have a saying: "Zhang suppressed Sichuan, killing chickens as an example"-Qing Dynasty.
There seems to be a huge immigration movement in the early days. Sichuanese from other provinces have their own characteristics.
Guild halls, even small towns and villages, are also available.
Our ancestors were originally from Fujian, in Ninghua County, the capital of Tingzhou. I heard there were others.
Our relatives live there. Our ancestors entered Sichuan in the early Qing Dynasty.
Bu lives in a small village under Mount Emei. Our Fujian people's guild hall is Tianhou Palace.
For a goddess named "Empress Dowager". This Tianhou Palace was also discovered in our village.
One.
That was when I was five or six years old. Our mother is ill again. So do I/So am I/Me too.
My second brother, who is four years older than me, goes to Tianhou Palace together. The harem left us that day.
The home is only half a mile away, and there is a scattered library in it, where children from Fujian study.
Location. When we went, the museum was already on holiday, probably around the Mid-Autumn Festival. I
Through the window, the children saw a bunch of bananas in the scattered museum garden, one of which happened to be in full bloom.
Big yellow flowers are like lotus flowers with pointed petals. We are very happy. At that time, we
I look for plantain flowers at home, but I can't find them anywhere. We discussed it and climbed up the window.
Go pick that banana flower. The window is only three or four feet high, but I am still
I can't turn over. My second brother went behind my back. We both had a hard time picking the buds.
Second brother came down, afraid of being seen, hid Lai under his clothes and went back the same way. Back home,
Second brother asked me to give the bud to my mother. I held it and ran to my mother's bed. My mother
Ask me where I got it, and I'll say it's from Tianhou Palace. My mother
When I heard this, I was very angry. She told us to kneel before the bed and just sighed again and again.
He said calmly, "Ah, it is better to be a mother than to give birth to a disappointing child like you."
It is better to die of illness! "We all cried, but I also know why things cry. no
After a while, my father found out, and he dragged us to kneel in front of our ancestors in the lobby and beat us.
Let's go for a while. Only this time I got the palm, which is still fresh in my memory.
We were beaten and sad at the same time. But I don't know why I asked my father,
Mother's anger. Mother is ill and wants to eat banana flowers. I picked a flower elsewhere in the garden,
Why did you make such a big mistake?
The plantain flower was useless, and it was given back to the queen mother, telling about the goddess of the Virgin.
Did you kill it in front of the seat?
Such a story, when I think of my mother now, comes to my mind inexplicably.
Let's go I have been away from home for 12 and 13 years now. It is a stormy night in the new autumn.
I miss my mother, my nose is sore and my eyes are swollen.
Ah, mom, my dear mom! Your son has reached middle age and is in the sea.
I'm married and have children. Why did the story of picking banana flowers when I was a child make dad
I already know how sad my parents are. However, I just because
Knowing this, I lost the confidence and courage to pick colorful plantain flowers. Is this progress?
Really?
This should be it.