Chapter 29 new year

new year It's Chinese New Year, Wang Ma is very energetic.The backs of her hands were red and swollen, and some places had festered chilblains, dripping with blood, but she still gritted her teeth, washing the sheets and wiping the windows, very busy.I said, "It's so cold, what are you busy doing?" She smiled and replied, "It's Chinese New Year, I have to clean up." My heart felt as if she had been stabbed with a needle, and it hurt uncomfortably.Chinese New Year, I also know that Chinese New Year is coming, but what does this year's Chinese New Year mean to me?I live alone in this deserted room, without mother, without children, without husband.

I said, "Mother Wang, I don't pass the New Year's Eve this year, so go back for a few days by yourself and reunite with your family!" Her eyes instantly shone with happiness, but she still pretended to be concerned and asked, "What about your meal?" "Go to a restaurant to eat." I replied readily. "Really, you don't have anything good to eat throughout the year; it's New Year's Eve, so you might as well go to a restaurant to eat a few meals, but it's okay..." As she spoke, her eyes rolled and she was about to burst out laughing.Although the face is still serious, as if planning for me.I looked at her and smiled, and she smiled too.All of a sudden, something came to her mind, all the joy in her eyes disappeared, she stared at me sadly for a long while, and then said in a firm voice: "Of course I'm having a hard time here, where can I go home? "

I know what she means, she refuses to give up the New Year's festival reward. So I told her that she would like to stay here, but she was not allowed to mention the word "Chinese New Year" from now on. I inexplicably responded "Oh". The next day, when I was eating breakfast, she staggered in and said to me right away: "It's Chinese New Year, but it's almost..." I flew into a rage and said, "What the hell is the postman doing to me? I won't let you talk about Chinese New Year." But she calmly replied confidently; "Chinese New Year is not what I want to say, that's what the postman asked me to say. He said that it's Chinese New Year, and he asked for money for drinks." I tossed two dollars to her and quickly covered it up. own ears.

In the afternoon, when I came back from the outside, she poured tea for me, and said in a low voice: "The alley sweeper—just—has been here just now, and he said—he said—had—had—"I He hurriedly waved his hand to stop her from speaking, took out five yuan from the wallet, and picked up the teacup. She looked at the banknotes but didn't reach out to take them, she just stammered on: "This Chinese New Year, other people will give ten... ten yuan..." With a clap, I dropped the teacup on the ground. Vegetable juice splashed on her shoes, socks, and trousers.She said with a mournful face: "I said it smoothly again, my memory is really bad."

From then on, she never said New Year again, but I still have to pay my living wages.Every time she stood in front of me with a sad face, I took out two dollars; she looked at the bill and didn't reach out to accept it, so I changed it to a five-yuan bill; As soon as he fell, he turned around and ignored her again. My relatives and friends all came to invite me to have a New Year's Eve dinner, and I agreed to all of them.On New Year's Eve, I fell asleep right after lunch, pretended to be sick, and refused all calls, reminders, or reminders in person.Wang Ma tiptoed to clean up this way and that way, I closed my eyes and didn't look at her in anger.After a while, I really fell asleep, and I didn't wake up until dusk.I opened my eyes and saw, my God, how tidy and beautiful Wang Ma had tidied up my room, it looked like a new year.

I thought that no one would bother me at this time, so I put on my clothes and prepared to get out of bed.Suddenly I heard conversations at the top of the stairs, and then someone came up lightly, holding my breath and listening outside the door, I knew it was Wang Ma.So I held my breath inside too.Leave her alone.Wang Ma listened for a long time, saw that I hadn't moved, and went downstairs quietly, I simply took off my clothes and got under the quilt again.There was only a bang, the sound of the back door closing. I knew that the visitor had gone, so I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

So, everything is silent. My heart is very calm, as calm as a lake when there is no wind, a vast expanse. In a vast expanse, I began to feel lonely. After being lonely for a long time, I began to hope that someone would come, invite me to a New Year's Eve dinner, or even ask for money for the drink. However, at this time, it seemed that those begging for wine money were also eating the New Year's Eve dinner.Look, there are thousands of lights outside. Under these little lights, they are all father and son couples reunited and reunited. My room was pitch-black, with only a few strands of pale yellow light coming in from the outside, illuminating the furnishings in front of the window, and after the bed was blurred, I could no longer see anything.The room was so tidy that it looked empty and calm.But what is more empty and calmer is still my lonely heart, which is frozen, almost to the point of trembling.I think, at this time, I need someone to talk to me, to talk about homework—a homework that I usually think is boring!

So, I thought of Wang Ma.I think Wang Ma might be listening quietly at the door of the room at this time, and when she hears that I wake up, she will stagger in. I turned the light switch, and the room suddenly became bright, but Wang Ma didn't come in.I was a little disappointed, so I had to put on my clothes and sit up, coughing a few times on purpose, but Wang Ma still didn't come in.At that time, my heart suddenly panicked!In case even Wang Ma secretly went back to reunite with his family, what should I do? So I jumped out of bed, didn't have time to put on my socks, and ran out with my slippers on, ran out of the room, and shouted desperately at the top of the stairs: "Wang Ma! Wang Ma!"

Wang Ma did not agree. My heart was sore, my legs became limp, and I almost fell down the stairs.The throat is also a little weird, as if it is blocked by something, and I can't cry out anymore.Am I really the only one in this room, in this house, in this world?How can I go on living in such a lonely place? I want to cry.I ran back to the room with the slippers and sat on the edge of the bed, ready to cry.However, I cried and cried, but the tears refused to come down, which really made me helpless. Fortunately, the door opened and someone came in with a plate.The person who came in was Wang Ma.I jumped up for joy.At that time, tears were also fun, streaming down like broken beads.I didn't have time to wipe it off, so I jumped behind Wang Ma, grabbed her shoulders and shouted, "Wang Ma! Wang Ma!"

Wang Ma hurriedly put down the plate, and replied tremblingly: "I...I just dozed off, so I came late...too late." "No, no," I explained, patting her on the shoulder, "You came just in time, just in time." She seemed to be taken by surprise, staring blankly at my face.I suddenly remembered that my tears hadn't been wiped away, so I reached out and grabbed a piece of chicken from the plate, and brought it to my mouth. While chewing, I went to wipe my mouth with a towel, and wiped away my tears by the way. Wang Ma told me that the chicken was sent by my aunt, and I was asleep when it was delivered, so the messenger quietly went back.I nod.

Wang Ma said it smoothly, and then said: "There are still glutinous rice balls, it's Chinese New Year..." When she said this, she immediately remembered my order, and quickly shrank back, with a sad face. I patted her on the shoulder, and without getting angry, she dared to ask me if I could cook the gnocchi to eat.I thought for a while and said: OK, and told her to bring another pair of chopsticks. Not long after, she came with a big bowl of steaming gnocchi and put it in front of me.But the pair of chopsticks that I brought was still held in one of her hands and was out of place, so I said to her: "Mother Wang, put those chopsticks in Xiashouyang, come and eat with me. Also, "I took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into her other hand, and said, "This is the money I gave you for the New Year." She opened her mouth wide and was speechless for a while, holding the chopsticks in one hand and the banknote in the other, trembling slightly. I said, "Mother Wang, eat gnocchi, let's talk about Chinese New Year." Her eyes instantly shone with joy, but she still hesitated to sit down.Asking suddenly, she caught a glimpse of my bare feet and sucked on my slippers, then staggered over and found the socks and handed them to me, saying: "You have to put on the socks first, be careful to catch cold for...years." She uttered the word "Chinese New Year" in a drawn-out tone, and there was no mourning color on her face, and I also felt that the room was no longer wet, empty and calm, so we talked and laughed to celebrate the New Year.