Chapter 16 Chapter Fourteen

Uncle and Lingling got married. It is justifiable to follow the husband and wife. Finally moved home with Lingling.On the day of the move, a car was brought in, and the things in the wheat field house were brought back home in two trips.But when she got home, Lingling was sweating.She unloaded the things on the car, such as quilts, pots and pans, chairs, boxes, and put them where they should be.After letting it go, it was straightened, sweating on my body, I took off my clothes and blown it on the air vent, after blowing it, the sweat fell off, and at night I felt a little hot and dry on my body.Annoying dry.I thought I had a cold, so I took cold medicine and drank ginger soup, but I still refused to let go of the hot and hot fever.

Half a month later, I knew it was a fever. Erupted. I'm about to die. People have lost the slightest strength in their whole body, even the strength to eat and hold the bowl is gone.One day, my uncle brought Lingling ginger soup to reduce her fever, but Lingling didn't answer it. She stared at the new sores on my uncle's forehead, her thin face was startled, and she said in shock: "Your face Got acne again?" My uncle said, "It's all right." Lingling said, "Take off your clothes." Uncle smiled, and smiled lazily: "It's all right."

Lingling said loudly: "It's okay, take it off and let me have a look." Uncle took it off.Lingling also saw that the upper part of the uncle's waist, around the belt, was covered with scabies.The pimples were red and shiny, as if they contained a pack of blood about to spurt out.Because the belt rubs the sores, my uncle no longer wears the belt, and wears it on the trousers with a wide cloth rope.A few days ago, when he lived in the wheat field house, he always covered the cloth rope with a cloth shirt. Now, the cloth rope hangs in front of his trousers. He is like the peasants of the previous generations. The farmer's belt always hangs in front of his trousers.

Looking at the red pimples on her uncle's waist, Lingling had tears in her eyes, but smiled while crying.said laughingly: "That's good, we both have a fever together. A few days ago, I was always afraid that if I had a fever, I would die, and you would live with Tingting again." Uncle also had a smile on his face: "Hey, I didn't dare to tell you that I got the fever first. On the day I changed my belt, I thought to God, let Lingling's fever go quickly, and don't let me have it." One day died, let her live on the plain." Uncle smiled, recklessly.

Lingling squeezed him lightly. Uncle put the ginger soup bowl on the bedside: "I haven't touched you in my sleep for half a month, don't you feel that my fever is serious?" Lingling smiled and shook her head.Next, the two talked a lot. Lingling said: "That's good, we just moved back home and we fell ill together." My uncle said, "We're going to die together." Lingling said: "It's better for me to die before you, so that you can bury me. Please buy me some good clothes. Don't wear a shroud for me, buy me a skirt to wear. Buy two One piece, a bright red one, I love to wear bright red ones since I was a child; buy another plain color one, one red and one plain for me to wear differently."

My uncle said, "I'll buy you another pair of red leather shoes, high-heeled. Girls in Tokyo love to wear those shoes." Lingling thought for a while, and suddenly the relief on her face disappeared, and she looked at her uncle's face carefully. "Forget it, it's better for you to die first, I'm a little worried about you if you're alive." Uncle thought for a while: "If you die first, I can really bury you well. After burying you, I am dead. My father and brother can bury me well. But wait until you die after I die first, or they How about burying you properly?"

Lingling had tears in her eyes: "That's what I said, but I just don't feel relieved that you are alive." "What are you worried about?" "There's nothing to worry about." After talking for a while, groaning for a while, Lingling finally said, "Then we two will die together." Uncle said: "No, you can live one day after I die. It's one day if I can live one more day after you die." Lingling said: "It's not that you want me to live one more day, but you want to live one more day." Uncle said he didn't mean that.Lingling said you meant that.When the two were half playing and half arguing, Uncle Yi turned around and knocked off the ginger soup bowl on the bedside, smashing the bowl under the bed.

Stop making noise. all watching.Knowing that a broken medicine bowl is not a good omen, it means that there are only a few days to live, and taking medicine is redundant.They looked at each other silently, keeping the room silent.The sweltering heat in that room was like a steaming cage, and the sweat on both of them was like beans.She was already very thin, very thin. Lingling's bulging breasts, which her uncle always loved, had now collapsed, like two small piles of thin yellow flesh on her chest.The moistened face, which was originally rosy with acne, is now a little livid, black and yellow, rusty and blue.The eye sockets are as deep as two eggs, and the cheekbones are as high as two logs holding two pieces of plain cloth.In that way, she has lost a lot of people's appearance.There is no one left.The hair is also dry, if I haven't combed it for a few days, it rusts on the pillow, like a bunch of dry wormwood growing on the pillow.As for my uncle, he still ate the same food, but he didn't know where he had eaten. His square face became a knife-shaped face, and his eyes became more white and darker, not as bright as before.After smashing the bowl, he stared at the bowl pieces all over the floor for a long time and said:

"Lingling, if you don't believe that I let you die first because of you, I will die in front of you right now." Lingling asked, "Why did you die?" My uncle said, "I hang myself." "Then hang on." Lingling sat up from the bed, combed her hair a few times, and said calmly: "Anyway, you and I can't live for a few days, you can find a rope, as long as you Let me watch you put your head in one circle, and I'll put your head in another circle, and we'll kick the bench aside together. We can't live together, we'll die together."

Uncle stared at Lingling's face again. Lingling said: "Go and find the rope." Uncle does not move. Lingling said again: "Look for it, there is a hemp rope under the bed." The uncle seemed to be cornered by the wall, shut his mouth, did not speak, stared at Lingling for a while, and really went to find a rope under the bed, stood on a stool, and wound the rope around the beam to make two Get into the loose button of the head, then stand on the stool and turn to look at Lingling.Looking at Xia Lingling, as if she wanted to compete with Lingling, as if she wanted to compete with Lingling, her eyes were warm and teasing her.But he didn't expect that Lingling is usually gentle, but she is wild when it comes to men and women, and she is also a little fierce when it comes to death.She saw that he had tied the rope and looked at her. She got out of bed in a hurry, washed her face, combed her hair carefully with a comb, went out of the house and closed the courtyard door. Standing on the stool, looking at Uncle, he said:

"If the two of us die together, I will not have slept in the same bed with you in vain in my life." It was not yet noon, the sun was still hanging in the east for half a day, and the fire-like sunlight shone on their beds from the window.The quilt on the bed, Lingling, has already been folded, and the tables, chairs, and clothes in the room have all been moved back and arranged neatly.Put it neatly.Even the cloth windows that used to hang on the gate of the boundary wall, Lingling washed them differently.This is already Lingling's home, and everything in this home has nothing to do with Song Tingting.The bed that Tingting had slept in, Lingling moved the mattress to one side, and replaced it with the one that she and my uncle had made.She wiped the box used by Lingling several times with water, until it lost the smell of Tingting.Tingting used the bowl, she put it away and used it as a chicken food bowl.Now, this house belongs to them, and there is nothing to regret when they die.Things that should be placed neatly are also neatly arranged, and those that should be placed in the yard are also taken from the house to the yard. For example, the shovel that was placed behind the door and the hoe that was hung on the wall, Lingling leaned on and hung them. Under the eaves of the courtyard.In the house, looking left and right, there is nothing to clean up, like a tomb whose walls have been repaired, there is nothing to repair and reorganize.Lingling looked around in the room, and finally picked up the wet towel on the washbasin and wiped her face, then calmly boarded the stool that my uncle had set up, and grabbed the wrapped cloth with her hands. Hanging himself on the rope loop, he finally set his eyes on Uncle's face.At this time, people have no way out, and no way out, so they have to go to the rope circle.Uncle grasped the rope loop and noose with both hands, and Lingling also grasped the noose with both hands.She looked at her uncle and forced him, only waiting for him to stick his head out, and she would stick her head in too.The matter has been squeezed to a dead end, pushed to a dead end, and can only die, but at this time my uncle has a smile on his face, a bad smile, a lame smile, and said with a smile: "One more day to live is one day, if you want to die, you die, I have to live." Uncle got off the stool, sat on the bed, looked at Lingling who was still holding on to the rope, and said, "Mother, come down too, I will really serve you like a son." He went over and carried Lingling off the stool.He hugged her, put her on the bed, slowly took off all the clothes she was wearing, and saw that her originally fair body was now withered and turned into the color of winter grass, her face was full of sadness and resentment, Tears fell from the corner of that eye.Lingling said: "Did we really hang ourselves?" My uncle said: "No, one more day is one day." He said: "How wonderful it is to live. There is food to eat and a house to live in. When you are hungry, you can go to the kitchen. Youmo, you can drink a bowl of sugar water when you are thirsty. You can go to Zhuang Street and talk to people when you are lonely. I miss you, I can touch your face, kiss your mouth, and I can be that man and woman with you when I am anxious thing." When he said this, Uncle was struggling with Lingling's sex. Uncle is a very rambunctious person. While doing business, Lingling asked: "We won't be there, can Brother Hui really get back the marriage certificate?" Uncle said proudly: "I heard that my brother is going to be the director of the fever committee soon, so it's no big deal to get a certificate." Dad really didn't let Ding Xiaoming, Song Tingting, Uncle and Xia Lingling show their faces, so he divorced Xiaoming, Lingling, Uncle and Tingting, and got back a marriage certificate for Lingling and Uncle.On the red paper, the words "Quasi-premarriage" were written, and the township government's civil marriage seal was stamped on it. When Dad came to give Uncle the red certificate of marriage between him and Lingling, the people of Dingzhuang were taking a nap, the sun was hot and venomously hanging above their heads, and they cried out, and the sound of mountains and water echoed in the air.The heat on Zhuang Street is like a stream of boiling water.Also very quiet.Stepping on Jing, Dad walked out of the house and was about to go out of Dingzhuang to handle his business, so he turned to his uncle's house on the way.The door of my uncle's house was ajar, and it opened as soon as I pushed it, but my father didn't push it or bark, but just knocked on the door with his hand, bang bang bang bang bang (?).Knock harder and harder. Uncle called from the house: "Who?" My dad said: "Liang—come out for a while." Uncle Dan came out wearing white cloth pants, opened the courtyard door, was startled for a moment, and said in a daze, "Brother, it's you." Father said coldly: "Song Tingting gave her the two coffins she asked for, the first-class ones, the coffins are full of buildings, tiled houses and electrical appliances, I am afraid that the tenth generation of their family members will never use such rich and beautiful coffins." coffin." Uncle looked at my father and said nothing, his face still looked sleepy. Dad asked again: "I heard that you gave Ding Xiaoming the yard and the house?" Uncle still didn't speak, his face showed no sign of sleep, but he turned his head to the side again, glanced at Brother, and also at what in the courtyard. Dad then took out the two marriage certificates from his pocket, glossy paper, shiny, stacked on top of each other, and threw them on Uncle's body from outside the door through the door frame.The shiny paper, two pieces the size of a palm, was hanging on Uncle's body, and fell to the ground in a swirl like a leaf. "Look at your worthless appearance. When you are about to die, you are still making troubles over a woman. If you dare to give away your entire wealth to others because of a woman, you will really end your children and grandchildren, and you will not be missed by the living. In this case, don't you immediately If you die, what are you doing alive!" Dad squeezed out the words through his teeth, and after he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and walked away. After walking two steps, he turned around and said: "Four divorce certificates, two marriage certificates, just these six pieces of paper, I let them do it, and I promised to grant them a free special coffin." These words were not squeezed between the teeth, but called out from the mouth.After calling, Dad walked away without turning his head.Father was still the same father, thin and thin, wearing a blue jacket with thin red thread that he bought in the city.The jacket with the small collar turned down, the blue jacket that my mother always folded to print money, and the gray trousers that my mother always ironed.These things make my father look like he is not a person from Dingzhuang, but a person from the city.They are cadres working in the city.And those black leather shoes.Many people in the village have black leather shoes, but many of them are fake leather.The real skin is mostly pigskin.Dad's shoes are leather.Really cowhide.He stamped the seal of taking care of the coffin for others, and they gave him black leather shoes.The real leather, cowhide, is as bright as a mirror. When Dad wears it, the trees and houses in Dingzhuang are reflected in the leather shoes. There are not many trees left, and all the trees that shine in are small trees. Dad walked towards the outside of Zhuangzi. Uncle watched Dad turn into an alley, as if he finally understood what had happened, bent down and picked up the marriage certificate, opened it, and saw that there was nothing new. The certificates that Song Tingting had received were the same, but one of them had a different name and a different date.The only difference is that it seems to disappoint my uncle, regret it, and feel that it is meaningless.He stood there a little discouraged for a while, then turned around. Uncle saw Lingling standing behind him, her face was a little pale and a little yellow, and she heard what Dad said.Dad threw the card in through the door, and she saw it too.So her face was yellow and white, as if someone had slapped her face. Uncle said: "If I had known this, it would be better not to have this certificate." Lingling looked at her uncle's face and said nothing. The uncle said again: "Grandma Rita, without this certificate, who dares to cut off our heads when you and I live together? If you are dead and buried together, who dares to pick you and me out?" "Who buried you and me together?" Lingling asked, "Would your father and brother bury you and me without proof?" Asking, Lingling took the two certificates from her uncle, took a rough look at them, and then wiped off the dirt on the certificates, as if she was washing her face. It's also strange, since her father sent the certificate, Lingling's slow fever suddenly subsided.If you don't take the medicine, you won't have a fever, and you will suddenly have strength in your body.Good man, good man.Although he was still thin, he suddenly became energetic, and his face had the glow that had been moisturized before.After Dad left, they went back to the house to take a nap. Uncle quickly fell asleep, and when he woke up, he found that Lingling hadn't slept.She wiped the things in the house again, swept the floor again, and washed the clothes again.After finishing these things, she went out of the village and bought a few packs of cigarettes and a few catties of sugar in a small shop by the side of the road.Colorful fruit candies.Then I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my uncle's face, waiting for my uncle to wake up.Uncle woke up and stared at the smile on her face: "What's wrong with you?" She smiled: "I'm fine, no more burning." She took Uncle's hand and touched her forehead, "I want everyone in the village to know that we are married." Uncle touched her forehead with his hand again, thinking that what she said was because her fever was getting worse. She took out the few catties of candy from one side, put them next to my uncle and said, "Liang—father——I'm not sick at all. We will go door to door to deliver candy, and tell you that you and I are married. There is a fever in the village." Sickness, no treats, but some candy must be sent to every household." He smiled and said, "Although it's my second marriage, I'm only twenty-four, and I still look the same as my first marriage." He smiled and said, "Let's go, dad, go from house to house, and when I come back, I'll call you dad, at least a hundred times." He smiled and said, "Let's go, Daddy, don't you want to hear me call you Daddy tonight?" She took Uncle's hand, and wet the towel with water like a mother. She first wiped his face, the corners of his eyes, the sides of his nose, and finally his hands, and gave him He took off his coat and trousers, and dressed his uncle like a mother would dress a child, Ji buttoned it up, and took his uncle's hand, like coaxing a baby, and went out with the bag. Go door-to-door and tell them that the two of them are married and have obtained a certificate, which is justified.Like announcing the good news, say it from house to house.Just like announcing the good news, they went from house to house to talk about giving wedding candy.I went to the first house first, and the neighbor knocked on the door, and a grandma in her sixties came out. Lingling grabbed a piece of wedding candy for him: "Grandma, eat candy, I and Ding Liang are married." Marriage, got the certificate, there is a fever in the village, it is inconvenient to treat guests, so I come to give you a handful of wedding candy to eat." When they arrived at the second house, it was a daughter-in-law in her 40s who opened the door. Lingling grabbed another handful of candy and said, "Auntie, we are married and have received a certificate. Thinking about this fever, it is inconvenient to treat guests, so I come here to give you Give a handful of wedding candy to eat." Putting the candy into his pocket, he also took out the red marriage certificate and held it up in front of him, begging him to see. When they arrived at the fifth household, a new daughter-in-law named Xiaocui, who had just married and returned to her mother's house, came out to open the door. Lingling handed her the marriage certificate and said, "Xiaocui, look at my certificate and marriage certificate." The ones you received are different, so I think this certificate is so popular that it looks like a fake one." Xiaocui said, "Didn't you get this certificate when you married Ding Xiaoming?" Lingling blushed: "I have read it several times, and I always feel that this certificate is so red that it dazzles my eyes, and it is different from the one I received back then." Xiao Cui stood at the door, flipping through the marriage certificate from left to right, holding it up to the sunlight as if checking money, but she couldn't find any difference from her own certificate, so she said: "It's the same everywhere, it's so big, so popular, these words are written, and this chapter is stamped." "It's the same, I'm relieved." Lingling felt like her heart was hanging in her stomach, and she walked away with confidence.Walking away, remembering that I haven't given the wedding candy to others yet.Hastily grabbed another handful of candy, ran back and stuffed it into someone's hand. Going forward again, in another alley, when she knocked on the door, Lingling suddenly remembered that she was the one who knocked on the door after walking through an alley, and she was the one who salivated to announce the good news, stuffed candy and handed cigarettes to others. As she spoke, Uncle only had a cheeky smile on her face behind her, a shameful smile, and chewed the delicious candy in his mouth loudly.So, Lingling put down the hand that knocked on the door again, and turned her head: "This time it's your turn. There are many men in their family, and the one who came to open the door must be a man. It's your turn to knock." Uncle turned his body to hide behind. Lingling pulled him up again. Uncle smiled: "But you said, tonight you will call me daddy a hundred times." Lingling blushed and nodded her head. Uncle said again: "Then call me now." Lingling called: "Father." Uncle said again: "Call it louder again." Lingling shouted: "Father!" Uncle smiled and knocked on the door. There was a response in the courtyard: "Who?" Uncle Ying said, "Uncle—I'll borrow something from your house." The door opened, Uncle had a grin on his face, and hurriedly handed him a cigarette and then a lighted fire.People said: "What are you borrowing?" Uncle said: "No borrowing, Lingling and I are married and have received a certificate. Lingling insists on asking you to light a cigarette and let you eat some candy." People understood, smiled on their faces, and said "Congratulations, congratulations". They went to the next one.The next house was Ding Xiaoming's. Uncle bit the bullet and knocked on the door, Lingling tore him away. A Dingzhuang went from house to house, the candy was gone, the cigarettes were gone, and when I went home to get money and wanted to buy some more cigarettes and candies to go to school to announce the good news, to announce the good news to my grandfather and those fever patients, there was an accident. Something happened, a small thing; something happened, a big thing.When the uncle passed the threshold of his own house, he tripped over the threshold and fell from the door into the courtyard.In summer, on a hot day, I wore thin clothes and wiped blood on my body.There was blood on the arms, and a few traces of blood on the knees. It's nothing serious, but there is some blood, but besides the bleeding, Uncle still feels pain all over his body.I was sweating all over, but my spine was cold and painful.Falling to the ground, my uncle propped himself up and sat up, wiped the blood on his hands and said: "Lingling, my whole body hurts." Lingling hurriedly helped him onto the bed, wiped his sweat and blood off his body.He just knelt on the bed, like a shrimp, Arched body, bowed kneeling, big drops of sweat on the forehead fell towards the bed.I was shivering with pain all over my body.His lips turned blue from the pain.He took Lingling's hand, and turned Lingling's hand into blue, and pinched her flesh with his nails.pinched and said: "Mom, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this test." Lingling said: "Father, it's okay. There are so many people in the village who died in the past few years, and the one who fell ill with you is gone. You Isn't it still alive and well? " Uncle burst into tears, and the usual smug smile disappeared from his face: "Mother, this time I can't do it anymore, I'm tearing my bone marrow." Lingling gave him painkillers and fed him half a bowl of soup. When the pain finally subsided, she sat beside him and talked to him a lot. A lot of words. Said: "Father, you said you really can't pass this level?" Uncle does not smile, without the usual smug smile: "I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this level." "What will I do if you really die?" "You will still be alive when I am born. You can live every day. You have to watch your father and brother dig our tomb bigger, wider, and taller. It is as spacious and spacious as our house, and It looks like our yard." "Where's the coffin?" "Brother agreed, saying that you and I will be given a good coffin for each of us when we are reborn. At worst, it should be made of paulownia or cypress wood, and the coffin board should be three inches thick." "What if he doesn't?" "Anyway, he's an older brother, a compatriot, why wouldn't he give it to me?" "You didn't see that he threw the marriage certificate in the yard, saying that you broke up with me and gave the house and the yard to Ding Xiaoming." Said: "Brother, he hates me for marrying you. He really doesn’t want to ask someone to dig a big tomb, thinking that the size of the tomb and the good or bad coffin are all the same, so what do you think I can do with him?” Said: "Think about it, other things are not expensive now, but the price of coffins is soaring, and a good coffin has risen from four or five hundred to seven or eight hundred. If he gives you and me two good coffins, it is one Fifteen hundred yuan, who should feel bad for whom?" Said: "Liang, I can't do anything if I don't give the coffin. If you want to go to the next life, I should go to the next life first. You can watch someone dig the tomb to look like the yard and make the coffin like the bricks and tiles." The same house." Said: "Father, you should still live. If there must be one person who dies first, it's better to let me die first." They talked, kept talking, talking without stopping.Just forget about the pain.It was originally said that at night she would call him daddy repeatedly, call him daddy a hundred times, and tell daddy to take good care of my uncle, and let him enjoy it.But now, her body is recovering well, his body is failing, and he can't do that anymore.The fever took hold of him, and he ached when she did not speak to him.Ben's skin hurt from falling down, but the fever left him with no resistance at all.Without the strength to resist, any pain would go into his bones.It hurt to the marrow of his bones.Every joint is like a knife digging, like a knife gouging out, as if an iron rod or a wooden stick is inserted into the joint seam, and it hurts when you pry it.It hurts to pry into death, as if trying to pry his joints open.It was as if there was a rusty needle with thick twine threaded on it, and it was piercing his bone marrow from his lower body to his upper body. The pain made his teeth sore, and the sweat was dripping on his forehead. Rush and flow. The night was already very deep, as deep as Hu Tong in the village, as deep as a small road deep in the plain.The moon outside the door, the moonlight, milky white.Milky white, seeping through the window.The chirping of crickets also seeped in through the window.Very boring.In the moonlight, the cricket's chirping, white bright chirping, should be in the shade in the past, but this night, it is very stuffy and the chirping is very hot.Because of the pain, Uncle's heart seemed to be on fire.It's like a big charcoal fire.Fire that can wrought iron.After a while, he crawled like a shrimp and bowed in the middle of the bed, his buttocks raised in the air.After a while, he fell on the bed again, lying in the middle of the bed like a dead shrimp, his body rolled into a ball.Rolled up like dead shrimp.After a while, he was lying on his back, with his knees bent in mid-air, his hands tightly hugging the two sore kneecaps, like a dead shrimp lying on his back.Long dead shrimp.Only by making his body look like a dead shrimp can his pain be relieved. Even though it's lighter, it still has to keep screaming: "Ling, I can't survive?" "Mom, give me some painkillers." He called out and crumpled the sheet on the bed, the sweat on his body made him stick to the sheet.Lingling kept wiping his sweat and talking to him.Pick the one he can listen to the most.After listening to it, his pain will be less.He couldn't listen, so he beat the pillow with his fist and called: "I'm dying of pain, you still tell me this." She hastily wiped the sweat off his body with a wet towel, and changed the subject for him. Said: "Dad, don't be angry, I want to ask you something." He turned to look at her, the sweat on his forehead glistening. Question: "Father, who do you think is better between Song Tingting and her natal family?" He said, "Mom, do you think I don't hurt enough?" She smiled at him: "No matter how good they are, they can't be better than the two of us." He looked at her softly. She said, "I'll call you Daddy, will Tingting call that man Daddy?" Said: "You call me mother, will that man let Xiang Tingting call mother?" Said: "Father, I am your wife, but you want me to be your daughter-in-law, I am your wife, in the school, in the wheat field, in the field outside the school, in the wheat field house and where on the wheat field , whether it is daytime or night, as long as you want, I never said a word, I always follow you." Say: "If you want to eat sweet, I will make you sweet, if you want to eat salty I'll make salty food for you. You haven't been near the stove when cooking, and your hands have never been wet when doing laundry. Do you think I treat you well?" I didn't wait for my uncle to answer, like she didn't ask him for an answer, but just for herself: "This is me as your daughter-in-law. But you asked me to be your mother. I look like a mother every night." Hold you to sleep, put milk in your mouth, and pat your body with your hands, like coaxing a baby until you fall asleep." Said: "Liang, think about it——you let me give you As a girl, I have one father and one father, and I call you father more than ten times a day. One day," she said after a pause, "one day, I counted in private, I have called you father at least fifty times, but you only called me mother, and you called me mother only to let me wash your feet. But you call me mother and I am satisfied, and I wash your feet again I went to pour water for you to wash your feet again. I fell asleep in the middle of the night, and you woke me up again, and I washed my body to serve you." Said: "Tell me, Liang-brother-father, you say that I Is it true or false for you?" She just looked at him, like looking at someone who is sorry for her. "Tell me, am I really nice to you or fake?" He knew that she was really kind to him, and he also knew that he was really kind to her, but after going through her words, he felt that it was really him who had done something wrong to her.Something hurt her.It seemed that he must have done that, but he couldn't remember it for a while.those things.He had no choice but to look at her feeling sorry for her, like looking at a mother who complains about her son, a sister who complains about her brother, or a sister who complains about her brother.She was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing short pants and a small jacket, holding his hand, spreading his fingers in her hand, and pulling them back again, as if she was counting his fingers, like She completely forgot that she was holding his hand.Looking at him, his face was glowing red.She was already very thin, but the red light was still thick on her face, like a shy girl who sat so close to a man for the first time and said heart-warming words.The light in the room spreads softly in the room.In the first half of the night, there were mosquitoes flying in the house, and now the mosquitoes seem to be lying there listening to her, not moving, making the room soft and quiet. Quietly. Quietly and softly. Uncle's body is no longer curly like a dried shrimp.He is no longer curled up like a shrimp, his legs are stretched straight out, his body is sideways, his head is on the pillow, he doesn't say it hurts, he doesn't say it's hot in the room, listening to his aunt, like a child listening to a sister Like telling a story. It's like listening to my mother talking about things he did in the past and now he has forgotten. She said: "Father, I am so kind to you, but you keep saying that I can't live, I can't live. Why can't you live? So many people who died of fever, don't they all have liver disease?" Pain in the next life will be faster, stomach and lung troubles will be slower in the next life, fever will be slower in the next life, and bone pain will be slower in the next life. Your lungs and stomach are fine, and your liver is fine. I haven't seen you mention that there is something wrong, how can you say that the next life is really the next life?" Said: "You are the slowest bone pain in the next life, and if you still call the next life, doesn't it mean that you don't want to live? Isn't it that you want to invite death? What are you doing by calling death to the bedside?" Huh? Is it because I, Lingling, treat you badly and you want to leave me sooner? Or do you think it's boring to live with a fever?" Said: "Look at me—Father, you see that as soon as I got the marriage certificate, the fever that had been burning for half a month disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the fever disappeared, as if I was not sick. Why? I like you Yeah. Dad, I like the day when we were just married. We just got our marriage certificate today, and we are officially married today. After we became officially married, we didn’t even bother to do that once. How can you talk about the next life?" Said: "Father——Liang—is it because you don't like me? If you still like me and still care about me like before, don't talk about the next life. Don't say things that can't pass this level. Think about it I'm Lingling, call me mother a few more times, and let me serve you more. Serve you to eat, serve you to wear, and serve you to do such things." Said: "We are married, and we are a legitimate family. I have called you so many fathers, but I haven't called my father-in-law or Teacher Ding yet." Said: "I want to call my father tomorrow." When the school picks him up, let him live with us. I will cook, serve and wash his clothes. When he is strong and his fever is mild again, I will knit a sweater and woolen pants for him. I will also knit a sweater for you. and wool trousers." Said: "Father, you don't know how good my knitting skills are. When I was in my mother's house, my neighbors invited me to do wool knitting." While talking, I saw my uncle's eyes closed. Ask: "Dad, are you feeling sleepy?" Said: "The eyelids are a little hard." Ask: "Is the pain mild?" Said: "That's right, it doesn't seem to hurt now. It doesn't hurt at all." Said: "If you don't feel the pain, just close your eyes and everything will be fine once you fall asleep. Tomorrow we will have a good sleep and sleep late." Said: "Sleep until the sun shines on your buttocks, sleep until you have breakfast and lunch together." Saying this, I saw my uncle's eyelids really closed, and drowsiness pressed on his eyelids like a tile, but he muttered again: "It doesn't hurt anymore, but my heart is so dry." Very, very hot, like a fire burning in my heart." She asked, "So what?" My uncle said, "You wipe my chest with a wet towel." She just wiped the uncle's chest with a cold towel wet with water.Rub it on his chest and back.After wiping, I asked him again: "Is it better?" He closed his eyes and said, "There is still a fire in my chest. Where can you get a piece of ice for me to hug." Lingling took a bucket of cold water from the well overnight, put the cold water on his chest with a towel wet: "Is it all right now?" Uncle opened his eyes: "It's better." But it was better, and in a blink of an eye the towel was warmed by him again, hot, and he rolled over on the bed irritably, and arched his body again: " My body is really on fire, where can you get a piece of ice for me to hug." Lingling just stood, thought for a while, took off the only clothes she had on her body, put them on the head of the bed, and took a wet towel to the yard.It was already midnight.After midnight, cool air came from the ground and descended from mid-air. The wind swirled in the courtyard, and the coolness in the courtyard was like the coolness at the mouth of a well.I don't know where the moon has gone, only the stars hang on the head of the village.Dimly, hanging in the sky far away from the plain.The silence in the village is piled up in the yard coolly.Lingling was there in the stillness, in the middle of the courtyard, naked, standing beside the bucket of cold water, pouring cold water on herself with a ladle.I poured it over and over again, and when I was shivering, I couldn't help shivering, so I wiped it with a towel, and ran back to the house quickly in slippers, and ran to the bed. Clinging to my uncle's warm body, I scalded my body and fell into his arms like an icicle. She asked her uncle, "Father, are you better now?" Uncle said: "It's cool." She let him sleep in his arms, using the coldness of her body to absorb the dryness and heat of his body.Suck his dryness and heat.When her body was warmed by him, he said that her body was still on fire, so she ran to the yard again and poured cold water on her warm body, until she coughed and shivered, and then Wipe it off with a towel, run back, and lie down next to Uncle's body, sucking his heat with his cold naked body.Just three or five times, she went to bed and got out of bed, poured cold water on her body until she was shivering and coughing, and used her cold naked body to suck uncle's hot, dry and annoying uncle.By the sixth time, when I put my cold body against my uncle, my uncle was not dry and fell asleep. Sleeping soundly, snoring, snoring like a bellows. Snoring like bellows, like water from the fields, muddy sounding in the house.On the coming day, when the sun rose a few shots, my uncle woke up from his dream.When I woke up, my whole body was soft and comfortable, as if I had taken a bath after being tired.Opening his eyes, he saw that Lingling was not sleeping next to him.Last night, she slept next to him, naked and as cool as a jade pillar.She let him hug her cool body before he fell asleep, but when she woke up the next day, she didn't sleep next to him. Did not sleep on the bunk.She made a mat in the center of the room under the bed, and dressed herself.A pair of moon-white trousers and a new pink shirt.On a summer day, I also wore a pair of silk socks.Flesh-colored silk socks.Her hair was neatly combed, as if she was about to go out somewhere.月亮色的裤，冬日色的粉布衫，肉色丝袜子，还有梳理过的黑头发，那颜色的搭配又清凉，还清爽，分分明明养着人的眼。 养着叔的眼，她就躺在一张新草席上睡着了。 躺在雪雪白白的席上睡着了。 The next life. 睡着一样下世了。 脸上有些因了忍着苦痛变了的形。并不重，变了形的脸上还有许多安祥的样。 叔从床上坐起来，看见玲玲那样睡在地面的草席上，叫了一声"玲"，又接着叫了一声"娘"，见不了应，就忙从床上扑下来，大声地唤着"玲――"大声地叫着"娘――"见玲玲和没有听见样，心里揪一下，想到怕她是已经下世了，冲过去拉着她的手，用双手抱起她的头，撕着嗓子唤: "mother--" "mother--" 玲玲在他怀里不动弹，像一个睡得过熟的女娃样，头歪着，朝着他的怀里歪。他就看见她的脸上虽然还有红，可她的嘴唇已经干裂了。裂了许多口，还又起着一层一块块的皮，像蜻蜓翅样的皮，也就知道她是被高烧烧着了，烧得下世了。是因为她昨夜儿用冷水三番五次地浇身子，用井深的冷水浇身子，浇得发烧了。 高烧不止了，热病猛地冲上来，犯上来，她就下世了，不能不离开这个世界了。不能不离开丁庄和她一口一个爹的我叔了。她知道她要下世了，要离开我叔和丁庄，怕因为发烧把睡着的我叔弄醒来，也就下了床，穿了衣，躺在地面的草席上，被热病发烧烧死了。 活活烧死了。 嘴唇如被火烤了一样焦干着。 just die. 也就下世了。嘴唇焦干着，也还挂了微微的笑。 微微一点笑，像对死前为我叔做的事情满意样，像为这一辈子满意样，挂着微微一点儿的笑，也就下世了。 死去了。 也就下世了。