Chapter 42 Chapter Four

Wang Gan asked a little boy to give us the DVD of "The Strange People in Northeast Gaomi Township Series".The boy was wearing a pair of suspender shorts, with two Pinocchio-like long legs exposed, and two heavy-looking high-waisted leather boots on his feet.His hair is flaxen, his eyebrows and eyelashes are close to white, and his eyes are gray-blue. He can be seen as a foreigner.The little lion hurriedly found candy.But the boy put his hands behind his back and said in a strong Gaomi Dongbei Township dialect: He said, you will give me at least ten yuan. We gave him twenty yuan.The boy bowed to us, whistled, and ran downstairs.We lay on the window sill and watched him striding like a character in a cartoon towards the children's playground opposite the community.There, a roller coaster flickered.

A few days later, we met the boy again while we were walking by the river.With him was a tall white woman pushing a stroller.A boy and a girl—his sister, apparently—skate cautiously on roller skates, hard plastic colored helmets, and protective pads around their knees and arms.Behind the caucasian woman was a middle-aged man with a handsome face. He was talking on his mobile phone, speaking pleasant Jiangsu and Zhejiang Mandarin.Behind him, followed by a fat golden retriever dog.I recognized this person at a glance as a famous professor at a certain university in Beijing and a social celebrity who often appeared on TV.The little lion put his fat face on the blue-eyed doll in the stroller again.The woman smiled and showed an excellent demeanor, but the professor had an obvious look of contempt on his face.I hurriedly pulled the little lion's arm and pulled her away from the stroller.Her eyes were still fixed on the baby, and she didn't see the professor's face at all.I nodded apologetically to the professor, who nodded slightly.I reminded the little lion that I hope she will not be like grandma wolf when she sees a beautiful baby.I said, the children nowadays are all delicate, you just stare at the children and don't see the faces of the children's parents.The little lion felt aggrieved. First, he scolded those rich people who wanted to have extra children and those men and women who married foreigners and tried their best to give birth. Then he blamed himself and regretted that he followed his aunt to implement the strict family planning policy and drained so many people. Babies hurt the law of heaven and lead to retribution from the heavens, making them unable to bear children.Then I hope that I will also find a foreign girl to marry and have a bunch of mixed-race children.She said: Xiaopao, I'm really not jealous, I'm not jealous at all, you go find a foreign woman to marry, you let go of your life, you can have as many children as you can, give it to me when you give it to me, and I will help you raise it . —— Speaking of this, her eyes were filled with tears, her breathing became short of breath, her plump breasts rose and fell slightly, she was full of maternal love, and she had nowhere to vent.I don't doubt at all that her breasts will spurt milk just by giving her a baby.

It was in this situation that I inserted the disc transferred by Wang Gan into the machine. Amidst the melody of a cat's voice, which may sound harsh to outsiders, but tears to our eyes, the life of my aunt and clay sculpture artist Hao Dashou is unfolded before us. I have to admit frankly that my aunt married Hao Dashou. Although I didn't express my opinion publicly, I objected deep down in my heart.My father, my brothers and sisters-in-law agreed with me.We felt that my aunt and Hao Dashou were not a good match.We have been looking forward to my aunt getting married since we were very young. The experience between my aunt and Wang Xiaoti once brought us great glory, but the ending was extremely bleak.Later, although her relationship with Yang Lin was not as in line with our ideals as it was with Wang Xiaoti, Yang was a high-ranking official, so it was not satisfactory.Even if she marries Qin He, who is obsessed with her, she will be stronger than this Hao... We were originally prepared for my aunt to be single until she grows old, and we even discussed who will take care of her when my aunt enters her old age. But my aunt suddenly married herself to Hao Dashou.At that time, I was in Beijing with the little lion. When I heard the news, I was surprised at first, then felt absurd, and finally felt desolate.

This episode of the program titled "Moonlight Doll" is supposed to tell about the clay sculpture artist Hao Dashou, but in fact the aunt is the protagonist. From welcoming the reporter into the hospital, to showing Hao Dashou's workshop and the warehouse where he stores clay dolls one by one, the aunt is always in the center of the picture.The aunt danced and explained vividly, while Hao Dashou sat quietly behind the workbench, his eyes were confused and his face was expressionless, like an old horse in a dream.Do all clay sculpture masters become like an old horse in a dream after reaching the highest level? Master Hao has a great reputation, but I recalled that the number of times I have seen him in this life is actually limited.On the night my nephew Xiangqun "Zhaofei" held a banquet, after I saw him in the dark, this was the first time I saw him in many years, and it was on the screen.His beard and hair are all white, but his complexion is ruddy, calm and relaxed, with a bit of fairy air.In this program, we accidentally know the reason why my aunt married Hao Dashou.

My aunt lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said in an almost desolate tone that marriage is a destiny.I don't say this to you young people to preach idealism to you - I used to be a complete materialist - but when it comes to marriage, it's okay not to believe in fate.Go ask him—Auntie pointed to Hao Dashou who was sitting upright like a clay god—would he have dreamed of marrying me? In 1997, I was sixty years old.My aunt said that my superiors asked me to retire.Of course I don't want to retire, but I've retired five years later than others, and I have nothing to say.The director of the health center, you all know him, that ungrateful little bastard, the son of Huang Pi in Hexi Village, whose name is Huang Jun, and the guy nicknamed Cucumber, I think I was the one who dragged him out of his mother's belly back then Wang Bazi, who went to the medical school for two and a half days, couldn't find the heart and lungs by auscultation, couldn't find the veins by injection, and a half-fool who didn't know how to measure the pulse, and he didn't know how to measure the pulse. He even became the dean! I talked to Director Shen of the Health Bureau, but he "turned his face and refused to recognize anyone once he was in power."This kid knows nothing but two specialties: one is treating guests and giving gifts to flatter, and the other is seducing big girls.

Speaking of this, my aunt beat her chest and stamped her feet——I'm so confused, I lured wolves into the house, I helped the tyrants!——He fucked all the young girls in the hospital.Wang Xiaomei from Wangjiazhuang, just seventeen years old, has big braids, a fair and melon face, long eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings, and two big eyes that can talk. Zhang Yimou found out, and he must be more popular than Gong Li and Zhang Ziyi, but before Zhang Yimou found out, he was discovered by the satyr Cucumber.He ran to Wangjiazhuang, waving that big tongue that can tell the dead to be alive, forced Wang Xiaomei's parents to talk around, and asked Wang Xiaomei to come to the hospital to learn gynecology with me.She said she followed me to study gynecology, but Wang Xiaomei never stayed in the gynecology department for a day.She was taken over by the pervert, Cucumber.Stay with him every day, don't say what you do at night, you do it in broad daylight, many people have seen it.After doing enough of that, I went to the county town to hold a banquet with public funds, invited those officials, and wanted to move to the county town for exercise. You haven’t seen him look dead, have you? Half a meter long, a donkey’s face, black lips, Blood oozes between the teeth, and the mouth is full of stench, which can smoke a horse down with one mouthful.Just like him, he even wanted to be the deputy director of the county health bureau.He took Wang Xiaomei to be his third escort, and it was inevitable to give Wang Xiaomei as a gift to those people to play with.What a crime, what a crime! My aunt said, one day, that kid suddenly called me to his office.Women in the hospital were afraid to enter his office.

Of course I am not afraid, I have a small knife in my pocket, ready to kill this bastard at any time.He served tea and water, with a smile on his face, and poured rice soup for me for a long time.I said Dean Huang, if you have anything to say, just speak up, don't go around in circles.He giggled dryly, and said, "Auntie! - Damn, he dared to call me Auntie - he said that Auntie, I was born by you, and you watched me grow up. I have nothing to do with your own son." the difference.Hehe... I said, shame on you, you are the head of a dignified hospital, and I am an ordinary gynecologist. If you are my son, won't you kill me? If you have anything to say, just say it.He laughed dryly again, and then said brazenly: I made a mistake that leading cadres often make-I didn't grasp it right for a while, and Wang Xiaomei got pregnant. ——Congratulations! My aunt said, I said, Wang Xiaomei is pregnant with a dragon seed, and we have a successor in our courtyard! ——Auntie, don’t make fun of me, he said, I’m so worried these days that I can’t eat or sleep. ——This bastard, sometimes he can't eat or sleep! ——She forced me to divorce, saying that if I don't agree, she will sue me at the county commission for discipline inspection. ——I said, why? Isn’t it popular among you officials to have “second wives”? Wouldn’t it be enough to buy her a villa and raise her? Auntie, he said, don’t make fun of me .Including a "second wife" and a "third wife" is something that can't be put on the table. Besides, where can I get money to buy her a villa-then you can get a divorce, I said.He said with a donkey face, "Auntie, it's not like you don't know that my father-in-law and my pig-killing brothers-in-law are living bandits. Once they know these things, they must kill me—but you It’s the dean, a senior cadre!——Come on, auntie, he said, a small town health dean is not even a fart in your old eyes, so stop mocking me and help me think Find a way. ——What can I do? ——Wang Xiaomei adores you, he said, and she has told me many times that she adores you.She won't listen to anyone, and she will listen to you. ——What do you want me to do?—Tell her to let her remove the baby in her stomach——cucumber, I said angrily, I will never do this kind of outrageous thing again! In my life, there are more than 2,000 children who have been aborted by others! I will never do this kind of thing again.You just wait to be a father! I said, Wang Xiaomei is so beautiful, and the baby she will give birth to must be beautiful too. What a wonderful thing, you can tell Wang Xiaomei, and I will deliver her after she reaches full term! Auntie said , I walked away, feeling very happy in my heart, but after sitting in the office and drinking a glass of water, I felt sad again.Cucumber is such a bad seed, it is good to have no descendants. It is a pity that Wang Xiaomei's body is pregnant with such a bad seed.I have delivered so many children, and I have summed up an experience, that is, good people and bad people, a small part is the result of acquired education, and a large part is determined by genetics.You can criticize the "blood lineage theory", but I am practicing true knowledge.The offspring of bad seeds like cucumber, even if they are born and placed in the temple, will grow up to be flower monks.Although I feel sorry for Wang Xiaomei, I will not do her ideological work, and I will not let the bad kind of cucumber unload the burden easily.Even if there is one more flower monk in the world. ——But in the end, I still gave Wang Xiaomei an abortion.

It was Wang Xiaomei who begged me.My aunt said that she knelt in front of me, hugged my legs, and stained my pants with snot and tears.She cried and said, aunt, aunt, I was fooled by him, I was deceived by him, even if he used a sedan chair for eight people to marry me, I would not marry such a beast.Auntie, help me do it, I don't want this bad species... And that's it—Auntie lit another cigarette and smoked fiercely, the smoke covering her face—I made it for her. Wang Xiaomei was originally a budding rose, but he ruined it into a broken flower and a willow——Auntie raised her arm and wiped the tears on her face.I swore I would never do such an operation again, I couldn't take it anymore, even if she had a hairy monkey in her belly, I wouldn't do it, as soon as I heard the "grumble" from the negative pressure bottle "Grrrrrr" sound, I felt my heart was being clenched by a big hand, and it was getting tighter and tighter. The pain made me sweat all over, and my eyes were golden. After the operation, I also collapsed on the ground...

That's right, I'm old, and I tend to digress when I talk. After talking for a long time, I still haven't mentioned why I want to marry Hao Dashou.My aunt said that the day I announced my retirement was the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, and that bastard Cucumber still wanted to keep me and let me retire without leaving the job, saying that he would give me 800 yuan a month.Bah! I spit in his face.Little bastards, my aunt has worked hard enough for you. Over the years, I have earned eight of the ten yuan in the hospital.In the four townships and eight counties, the women and children who went to the health center to see a doctor all came for me.If my aunt wants to make money, how many days won’t she earn thousands of dollars? You Cucumber want to buy me with 800 yuan a month? It’s more than that for a migrant worker! My aunt has worked hard for most of her life, so she quit, thinking After taking a rest, I went back to Northeast Gaomi Township to retire. ——For this, I offended the bastard Cucumber. In the past two years, he has changed his ways to punish me, to punish me? What kind of battle has the old aunt never seen? When the old aunt was young, she was not even afraid of the Japanese devils. She was in her seventies I'm afraid you're a little bastard? ——Yes, let's get to the point.

If you want to ask me why I married Lao Hao, I really have to start with the frog.On the night when I announced my retirement, several old colleagues set up a banquet in the restaurant.I got drunk that night - I didn't really drink much, it was bad wine.The little boss in the hotel, Xie Xiaoque, the son of Jie Baizhao, one of the sweet potato children born in 1963, took out a bottle of "Wuliangye" and said he wanted to honor me, but it was a fake bottle of wine, and I only drank it. After drinking half of the tea bowl, I feel dizzy and dizzy.Those who were drinking at the same table were stumbling around, and Xie Xiaoque was foaming at the mouth and rolled her eyes.

My aunt said that she was walking back staggeringly. She originally wanted to go back to the hospital dormitory, but she walked into a depression unknowingly.A winding path, with reeds as tall as a person on both sides, patches of water, illuminated by the moonlight, shining like glass.Toads, frogs, croaking.The one on this side stopped, and the one on the other side shouted, one after another, like a song.For a while there were shouts from all directions, croak, croak, croaking, converging, and rushing straight to the sky.After a while, it stopped suddenly, and the surroundings were silent, only the chirping of insects.My aunt said that she has practiced medicine for decades, walked countless nights, and never felt afraid of anything, but this night she felt the feeling of fear.As the saying goes, the sound of frogs is like a drum, but my aunt said that the sound of frogs that night was like crying, as if thousands of newborn babies were crying.My aunt said that she loved hearing the cry of newborn babies the most. For an obstetrician and gynecologist, the cry of a newborn baby is the most beautiful music in the world! This kind of grievance seems to be the complaint of countless injured baby elves.My aunt said that the wine she drank turned into cold sweat in an instant.Don't think that I have hallucinations in my head after drinking.After the wine and sweat, apart from a little headache, my mind was very clear.My aunt walked along the muddy path, trying to escape from the sound of frogs.But where was the escape? No matter how fast she ran, those bleak, resentful cries of whoa-wah-wah haunted her from every direction.My aunt said she wanted to run, but she couldn't. The mud on the path, like the chewing gum spit out of a young man's mouth, stuck firmly to the soles of her shoes. Every time she lifted her foot, she had to exert all her strength. , She saw silver threads stretched between the soles of the shoes and the road surface. She broke these threads, but new threads appeared where they landed.She threw away her shoes and walked barefoot on the muddy road, but after being barefoot, she felt more intimate with the muddy suction on the ground, as if those silver threads had produced suction cups, which were firmly attached to the soles of her feet, tearing the flesh on the soles of her feet. .My aunt said that she knelt on the ground, crawling forward like a giant frog. At this time, the mud on the ground sucked her knees, calves and palms.She still crawled forward desperately, crawled forward.At this time, my aunt said, from the depths of those dense reeds, from the leaves of those silvery water lilies, countless frogs jumped out.Some of them are green all over, some are golden yellow, some are as big as electric irons, some are as small as date stones, some have two gold star-like eyes, some have two red bean-like eyes, and they are like waves. Swelling up, they snarled angrily and surged up from all directions, surrounding her.My aunt said that she felt their hard mouths pecking at her skin, their claws with sharp nails seemed to be grabbing her skin, and they jumped onto her back, neck, and head, making her body unbearable With a heavy load, his whole body fell to the ground.My aunt said that the greatest fear she felt was not from their biting and scratching, but from the unbearable nausea when their cold and sticky belly came into contact with her skin.They kept pissing all over me, maybe it was semen.My aunt said that she suddenly remembered the legend about a frog playing a man told by her grandma. It was said that there was a big girl who was enjoying the shade on the river embankment at night, fell asleep unknowingly, and had sex with a young man in green clothes in her dream. After waking up, she was pregnant, and later gave birth to a bunch of small frogs.The aunt said that she jumped up when she thought of this, and the great fear made her burst out with supernatural power.She saw the frogs lying on top of her fall to the ground like mud.And many frogs firmly grasped her clothes and hair, and two of them bit her earlobes with their mouths, like two terrible earrings.My aunt ran forward, but the suction on the ground suddenly disappeared for some reason.My aunt said that she was shaking her body while running, and at the same time she was tearing at her body with her hands. She let out a squeal each time she caught a frog, then hurled them out.She said she nearly tore the ear off when she tore the two frogs down from the ear.They hold the earlobe firmly, like a hungry doll holding its mother's teat. My aunt howled and ran, but the frogs that were chasing after her were hard to get rid of.My aunt looked back while running, and the sight made her dizzy: tens of thousands of frogs formed a mighty army, screaming, jumping, colliding, crowded, like a turbid current, rushing forward quickly move.Moreover, there were frogs jumping out from the roadside from time to time, some lined up in front of my aunt, trying to block her way, and some jumped up from the grass by the roadside and launched a surprise attack on my aunt.My aunt said that she was wearing a fat black silk skirt that night, but the skirt was torn off one by one by those sneak attacking frogs.Auntie said that those frogs who tore off a long silk skirt swallowed them mouthful, choking until they scratched their cheeks with their front paws, and rolled around revealing their white bellies. My aunt said that when she ran to the river and saw the small stone bridge shining silver in the moonlight, the skirts on her body had been torn clean by the frogs.The aunt ran to the small bridge almost naked, and met Hao Dashou. At that time, I didn't care about any shame at all, and I didn't even realize that I was almost naked. My aunt said, I saw a man in a big coir raincoat and a big bamboo hat sitting in the middle of the small bridge, wagging his hands. He was holding a shiny silver thing—it turned out later that what he was messing with was a piece of mud.To make moonlight dolls, moonlight mud must be used. ——At that time, I didn't see who he was at all. No matter who he is, as long as he is a person, he is my savior.My aunt said that she threw herself into the man's arms and burrowed hard into his coir raincoat, feeling the warmth of the man's chest on her chest, and the stinky wetness of the frog behind her. Aunt said she yelled: "Brother, Help, then passed out. Aunt's long narration made us empathize with the swarms of frogs floating in our minds, and chills on our spines.The camera took a shot of Hao Dashou, who was still sitting still like a clay sculpture, and interspersed with close-ups of several clay dolls, and the distant view of the small bridge over the river, and the camera focused on the aunt's face, aunt's mouth .The aunt said: When I woke up, I was already lying on Hao Dashou's boat.Wearing men's clothes.He brought me a bowl of mung bean soup with both hands, and the aroma of mung beans brought me back to my senses.After drinking a bowl of soup, I was sweating all over, and many parts of my body were burning and painful, but the cold and sticky feeling that made me want to howl gradually disappeared.I developed a layer of herpes on my body, which was stinging, itchy and painful, and then I had a high fever and talked nonsense.I drank Hao Dashou's mung bean soup and passed this test. A layer of skin faded from my body, and my bones ached.I've heard the stories of skin and bones and know I've been skin and bones.After recovering from illness, I said to Hao Dashou: Brother, let's get married. Speaking of this, my aunt was already in tears. Next, the program showed the content of making clay dolls with Aunt Hao and Hao Dashou.The aunt closed her eyes, and told Hao Dashou, who was also closed and holding a ball of mud: This doll, surnamed Guan Xiaoxiong, his father was 1.79 meters tall, with a square face, wide chin, single eyelids, and big ears. The nose is fat and the bridge of the nose is collapsed; his mother is 1.73 meters tall, with a long neck, a pointed chin, high cheekbones, double eyelids, big eyes, a pointed nose, and a high nose bridge.This child is three parts like a father and seven parts like a mother... Amidst the aunt's narration, the boy named Guan Xiaoxiong was born from Hao Dashou's hands.The camera gave the child a close-up.When I looked at this child with a fresh face but an indescribably sad expression, I couldn't help but burst into tears...