Chapter 5 5
The Spring Festival is here, and Mr. Lu Xun said: "The end of the year in the old calendar is the most like the end of the year after all." The same is true for Wang Xiaosong's family.Although the house is dilapidated, it has been carefully cleaned. It has welcomed the Stove King and made offerings to the ancestors. Now my mother has just finished cutting the garland.She and Wang Xiaosong stood one on the kang, one on the table, and pulled up the second garland.
Wang Xiaosong was still not high enough to stand on the table, and there was still a small stool under his feet. The younger brother and sister were afraid that he would fall, so they held the small stool tightly with four hands.
At the intersection of two garlands, hangs a flower basket made of paper.
The mother sat down, raised her head and said appreciatively, "Look, isn't what Mom made as good as the ones on sale?"
A New Year's picture was pasted on the wall - a fat boy in a bellyband, holding a big carp in his arms.
The theme of the New Year pictures is - more than every year.
Windows with grilles.
I ordered Danhong steamed buns.
Wang Xiaosong jumped off the table, raised his head to appreciate it, and said, "It's more beautiful than the selling one!"
He put together some red and green paper left by his mother, as if he wanted to rub it and throw it away.
Mother hurriedly stopped: "Don't rub it, don't throw it away! Keep it. Save it. Mom will make it for you next year..."
Mother came over and picked up some red and green papers with an old newspaper, and looked around, but there was no place to keep them for a while, so she pressed them under the kang mattress as usual.
Wang Xiaosong shared candy with his younger siblings—about half a catty of "mixed candy" without sugar paper was placed on a plate, and he was putting candy on three small pieces of paper while saying, "Your, mine, yours." , yours, my own..."
While spreading an old tablecloth, the mother said, "You are such an old child, and you still share equally with your younger siblings. Are you embarrassed?"
Wang Xiaosong felt a little embarrassed, and asked his younger brother, "Give my little sister an extra five yuan, is that okay?"
The younger brother said reluctantly: "You can do it if you say so."
Mother started tidying up the drawers again.Suddenly, she said, "It's broken!"
Wang Xiaosong and his younger siblings looked up at their mother in amazement.
"Mom, what's the matter?"
"There is still one catty left. This year's food stamps are useless, and everything will be closed tomorrow. After the Spring Festival, they will be invalid..."
Mother frowned and looked at the one-jin food stamp in her hand, obviously thinking that this was a very serious matter.
Mother looked back at Wang Xiaosong, and said decisively, "Quickly, get your younger brothers and sisters dressed. Mom will give you two yuan, and you can take them to a restaurant!"
The younger brothers and sisters cheered: "Let's go to the restaurant! Let's go to the restaurant!"
Wang Xiaosong said: "Mom, three people, two yuan, what can I eat?"
My mother was very generous: "Then I'll give you one more yuan! Anyway, you have to spend this catty of food stamps on me tonight. In these years, wouldn't it be a sin to lose a catty of food stamps for nothing?"
Wang Xiaosong led his younger siblings to the road in a hurry, and the younger siblings slipped and slipped from time to time. They passed one small restaurant after another, all closed. The road on New Year's Eve is deserted and quiet.Flagpoles were planted obliquely outside the doors of certain units—the red flag hung still in the cold night. My sister said, "Brother, I'm cold." "My feet and hands are almost numb," said the younger brother. Wang Xiaosong said: "Look, isn't that another small restaurant in front? Run!" So he took the lead and ran. He and his younger brother ran while holding his younger sister's hands. He simply picked up his sister and ran. After putting down his sister, Wang Xiaosong said, "I have an idea. If there are other people eating inside, we will sell the food stamps." The younger sister asked: "Sold it? Then we won't go to the restaurant by ourselves?" Wang Xiaosong said: "One catty of food stamps can be sold for two or three yuan! Let's give the money for selling food stamps to my mother. The money my mother gave us, we will use one yuan per person as lucky money! Isn't it good?" The younger brother said without hesitation: "Okay!" The younger sister asked: "Brother, what is New Year's money?" Wang Xiaosong said impatiently, "I'll tell you when I get home..."
There was only one customer in the store, and he had his back to the door, occupying a table to himself. An old craftsman, with his elbows flat on the counter, watched the man patiently. When the master saw the children coming in, he said, "Hey, kids, don't come in! There's nothing to eat. The door will be closed immediately!" The man with his back to them didn't move. Wang Xiaosong looked at the old master and said pleadingly, "Master, we just come in first to keep warm." "Warm and warm?" But the younger brother had already walked up to the only customer and asked, "Do you buy food stamps? Five yuan a catty!" The man was startled, turned his head slightly to his younger brother, and then shook his head. The younger brother looked at Wang Xiaosong. The old master also looked at them suspiciously. Wang Xiaosong couldn't help but look disappointed, and had no choice but to show the one-jin food stamp: "Master, whether it's steamed buns or sesame seed cakes, if you can sell us something, just sell us something." The old master said: "You guys... Didn't I just say that! There is nothing to eat!" Wang Xiaosong said: "My mother dug out a catty of food stamps and asked us to use them no matter what. Now who is willing to spend a catty of food stamps for nothing?" "Then why did your brother ask just now..." Wang Xiaosong said: "He asked nonsense! He is always like that!" The younger brother snorted dissatisfiedly and sat at a table. Wang Xiaosong said: "We have traveled a long way to spend this catty of food stamps. Our hands and feet are almost frozen." The master's heart softened: "Oh, your catty of food stamps is really spent at a critical moment! Well, there are a few sesame seed cakes and a little soy milk. I'll warm up the soy milk for you. Who told you to be big thirty-one? Yes, I rushed to this place quite far away."
Wang Xiaosong and his younger brothers and sisters gathered around a round table, drinking soy milk and eating sesame seed cakes, while looking at the customer's table - two plates of dumplings, almost one plate was eaten.There is also a plate of dried tofu with cabbage and a small plate of peanuts. My sister said: "Brother, I want to eat dumplings too!" Wang Xiaosong said: "Tomorrow is the first day of junior high school. You can eat dumplings tomorrow." "I want to eat now!" "Stop messing around! I'll beat you up again!" The customer got up, walked over with a plate of dumplings, and placed them on their table. Wang Xiaosong hurriedly said, "Uncle, this won't work! This... teacher?!" He turned out to be Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao also recognized him: "Wang, Xiao, Song?" Wang Xiaosong was at a loss and wanted to stand up. Teacher Zhao said, "Sit down. You don't have to be so polite..." Teacher Zhao was wearing cotton work clothes, and there were a few torn places, exposing scorched cotton. He held a half-smoked cigarette in his hand. Wang Xiaosong said: "Teacher...you...have you smoked?" His eyes were on the top left of the teacher's overalls - where the word "Change" was printed in white.printed in a white circle. The teacher subconsciously covered that place with the other hand.As soon as he covered it, he put down his hand calmly. The teacher said: "Yes. I asked you and advised your parents not to smoke, but now I started smoking myself!" He smiled wryly. Wang Xiaosong said: "Teacher, I miss you...we all miss you." The teacher looked at him for a long time, and gradually lowered his head. "Teacher, where are you now? I can tell my classmates so that we can visit you." The teacher quickly wiped his eyes, looked up at him and said: "You don't have to go to see me, you can send a message to the students for me, just say that I tell you, I hope... everyone will study hard... every day up." Wang Xiaosong nodded solemnly. The master chef of the hotel put his head on his arm just now, as if he was dozing off, but now he raised his head for some reason and said, "Hey, I said, don't talk here. What is there to talk about between an adult and a child?" where?" The teacher said proudly: "This is my student! I used to be his head teacher!" The master was "surprised" again: "Student! Oh, wow, wow, the world is full of peaches and plums! But, don't talk here." My sister said, "Brother, I want to pee." "Wait a minute!" "I can't hold it anymore!" Wang Xiaosong said: "It's really annoying! It's so big that you can't even untie your trouser belt!" He got up and took his sister out. The old master said: "Go away! Don't let me freeze a piece of piss ice at the door here!" When Wang Xiaosong came back with his younger sister, the teacher was gone. He asked his younger brother, "Where is my teacher?" The younger brother said, "As soon as you went out, he left." Wang Xiaosong said to the teacher, "Why did you let him go?" The old master said, "You child. I'll leave you guys to eat and drink. It's not bad. Do you still have the obligation to look after your teacher for you? He's an adult with long legs. If he wants to leave, can I stop him?" Wang Xiaosong pushed open the door and shouted: "Teacher..." In the cold night, there were sparse sound of firecrackers from a distance—one here, one there.
That night, Wang Xiaosong shouted in the darkness: "Mom, Mom, turn on the light!" When the light came on, my mother leaned over and asked, "What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" "My sister peed on the kang!" The younger sister was still fast asleep. The mother hurriedly moved her younger sister into her bed, looked at the wet mattress and said dejectedly, "Oh, I just unwashed the mattress." Wang Xiaosong exclaimed again: "It's not good, brother peed again!" The mother pushed the younger brother: "Xiao Er Xiao Er, hold back for a while, quickly bring him the urinal!" Wang Xiaosong jumped down to the ground and picked up the urinal. The younger brother did not wake up after being pushed, and when he was picked up by his mother, he had already urinated more than half of it. Wang Xiaosong only took a small half of it with the urinal. Mother said: "Look, the two mattresses that have just been unwashed are all peed! It's winter, how can this be fixed?" The mother immediately complained to Wang Xiaosong: "You said it's not good for you to bring them something to eat? Why do you drink soy milk? And each of them drinks two big bowls!" Wang Xiaosong didn't know the difference, put down the urinal, and pissed sleepily into the urinal...
New Year's Day. Wang Xiaosong is watching the pot cooking dumplings. My mother looked out the window and said, "It's getting a bit sunny." She picked up the mattress and went out to dry it. When the mother came back and picked up the second mattress, she stared at her younger siblings and said, "You guys did a good job! What a joke on the first day of the new year!" The younger siblings seemed ashamed. While Wang Xiaosong and his younger siblings were eating dumplings with relish, his mother stood at the table with her back to them and said, "It's broken! It's broken!" Wang Xiaosong and his younger siblings stopped talking, and looked at their mother anxiously. Mother turned around, holding another catty of food stamps in the palm of her hand: "Mom gave you a catty of newly issued food stamps last night in a hurry. The catty that should have been spent was not spent! Alas, alas! " The mother complained to Wang Xiaosong again: "You don't spend time looking at it!" Wang Xiaosong muttered, "How did I know you would make a mistake!" The mother regretted and blamed herself: "It's a sin, it's a sin." A shout came from outside: "Telegram! Go out and answer the telegram!" Mother hurried out to go. The younger brother said: "Brother, could it be that Dad is sick!" Wang Xiaosong glared at his younger brother: "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, stop talking nonsense!" Mother entered the house, and handed the telegram to Wang Xiaosong: "Look quickly, what is written on it?" Wang Xiaosong read the telegram, then looked at his mother, and said happily: "My father is going home for the Spring Festival!" The younger siblings were even happier: "Daddy is coming back!" "Daddy will definitely bring us new clothes!" There was also a smile on the mother's face: "Today is the first day of junior high school. He hasn't arrived home yet! When will he come back? He said he will come back for the Spring Festival!" Wang Xiaosong glanced at the telegram again: "It's today!" "Nowadays?" Wang Xiaosong said: "There is a train arriving at the station at 9:30. The telegram also says let me pick it up." My sister said: "That must have brought a lot of things!" The younger brother said: "It's not for you!" "Yes! Yes!" Wang Xiaosong said: "Don't make noise! Eat your dumplings!" Then he said to his mother: "Mom, why don't you go pick up Dad with me?" Mother said: "I'm not going. Mom doesn't even have to wear decent clothes to go out!" "Then...then I'll ask Wu Zhenqing and Xu Hark to accompany me?" "Okay! You can eat some more dumplings. Go when you're full!" Wang Xiaosong said: "I won't eat! I'll go right away! I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it if I go too late." He dressed hastily and went out. The mother hugged the younger sister in her arms at once: "This time our family will have a reunion year! Your father hasn't visited the house for three years!"
Although it is the first day of the new year, there are still many people getting on and off at the train station. Wu Zhenqing said to Wang Xiaosong: "Fool! Let's not stand here! Go to the sleeper car! It's six or seven days' journey, can we not take the sleeper!" The three of them ran to the sleeping compartment. No one got in, and no one got out.There were very few people on the platform. They stared helplessly at the door. The train started slowly and drove away. Wu Zhenqing said: "This is strange! Did you read the telegram clearly?" Wang Xiaosong silently took out the telegram from his pocket and handed it to him. Tsui Hark also came over to take a look: "That's right! It's clearly written, it's today! It's this train! Do you think your dad will have any accidents on the way?" When Wang Xiaosong heard this, he turned around and ran away. Wu Zhenqing punched Tsui Hark: "What nonsense are you talking about! His face turned pale with fright! Xiao Song! Xiao Song!" They chase him. On the way, Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark walked on Wang Xiaosong's left and right, and they kept talking to him, obviously to comfort him.And Wang Xiaosong walked fast, with tears streaming down his face, as if he had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart. Wang Xiaosong's person and voice entered the house at the same time: "Mom! My dad was not on that train!" Immediately behind him were Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark. At the same time, they saw a slender man with a bearded face, holding his sister in his arms, holding a small teapot with a handle in one hand, sitting behind a small kang table, sipping tea peacefully. He put down the small tea bowl and smiled at Wang Xiaosong. The mother and younger siblings smiled at Wang Xiaosong. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark looked at him and smiled at him. Wang Xiaosong shouted: "Father!" He suddenly cried. Father asked, "Why are you crying?" Wu Zhenqing said: "I didn't follow you. When he comes back, he will worry about you all the way!" "Where did you pick me up?" Tsui Hark said: "In the sleeper car, we thought that you must be in the sleeper car for the journey of six or seven days." The father said: "You children, you are thinking extravagantly. I am a worker. Who will reimburse me for the sleeper?" My mother said, "That's your fault too! When you sent the telegram, why didn't you specify which car it was in? If you spend money carefully, you won't be able to spend the money for those words?" My father said: "It's not that I can't afford the money. I have to transfer trains three or four times in six or seven days. How can I know which carriage I will get on? Along the way, half of the trains are people fleeing famine. I don’t even talk about the seat number, whichever car you can squeeze into is the car. It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t cry. It’s my father’s fault! Come here, come to me.” Wu Zhenqing gave Wang Xiaosong a push - he stopped crying and walked up to his father. The father lifted his chin to look at his face, then shook his wrist with his hand, and said to his mother in praise: "You have merit, I guess my children may not be skinny! It's okay." Wang Xiaosong smiled. Mother said proudly: "Of course I have merit!" Wu Zhenqing and Xu Ke looked at the large and small bags all over the floor, and were extremely surprised: "Uncle, how did you bring them back?" My father said: "Carry, carry, and carry, it's almost useless to hold it in your mouth!" Tsui Hark said, "Uncle, you are really capable!" Mother asked father: "Do you still recognize them?" Father said: "How can we not recognize them! This is a pillar, and that is a dog!" "Wrong! I'm Gouzi, and he's a pillar!" The mother said: "Don't call people by nicknames! Children don't call each other by nicknames anymore!" The father scratched his head and smiled: "It's rare that you two are willing to pick me up with Xiao Song. Uncle will send you something. It's a little bit of uncle's kindness!" So my father got off the kang and opened those big and small bags—there were nothing but old work clothes, work gloves, suede work shoes, old leather hats and so on. Father picked out two old leather hats for Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Some were saved by the uncle himself, and some were given by his co-workers. Don't dislike them." Although they are old, although they almost cover their brows and eyes when worn on their heads, they are much better than their own.They were all very happy and even said thank you. Tsui Hark said, "This torn cotton hat of mine should have been thrown away long ago!" Wu Zhenqing said: "Don't throw it away, it would be nice to have your mother cut it into insoles!" The father said, "That's right, I like to hear that. Children of working people should know that things are useful from an early age!" There was a knock on the door. Wang Xiaosong opened the door - Hao Mei was standing outside the door.She was new, with nice braids and a fur scarf, and she looked very pretty. Wang Xiaosong was taken aback. Hao Mei said, "I'm here to pay auntie New Year's greetings." She entered the room, looked at Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Are you guys here too? Then I'll give you New Year greetings too!" There was no place to stay in the house, so she had to stand at the door. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark showed contempt for her, but they were actually ashamed of themselves. Wang Xiaosong also looked unnatural. Mother said: "Xiaomei, come and sit inside!" Hao Mei jumped over the big and small bags and sat on the edge of the kang. Father looked at her in surprise. Hao Mei said, "Is it uncle?" Mother said, "Yes, I just got home." "Happy New Year uncle!" Father said: "Good! Good!" Mother said, "You don't know her?" Father scratched his head again: "I don't remember." Mother said: "I saw her when she was a child!" "Oh... I remembered!" my father said, "Your father and I are still walking together!" The mother curled her lips: "He is a construction engineer, but you are a worker, but you are walking with him!" My father said: "How can it be climbing! Without our construction workers building brick by brick, no matter how clever an engineer is, his drawings are still just a piece of waste paper?" He asked Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Uncle is right? ?” Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark said loudly: "Yes! Yes!" Hao Mei lowered her head in embarrassment. Mother said: "Xiaomei, melon seeds!" She grabbed the melon seeds and wanted to stuff them to her. Hao Mei said, "Auntie, I don't...your house is crowded now, I'll come back later." She got up and ran out. The mother said to the father: "Look at you, what a bad word! The children are kind and righteous, and they come to pay me New Year's greetings every year during the Spring Festival." The father asked strangely: "Did she leave in anger? Am I wrong?" Wang Xiaosong also hurriedly turned around and ran out, shouting at Hao Mei's back: "Hao Mei, don't be angry, my father talks like that." Hao Mei just lowered her head and walked forward. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark also came out, wearing the leather hats Wang Xiaosong's father gave them, and holding their own cotton hats in their hands. Tsui Hark shook the cotton hat in his hand: "We workers have strength! Hey, get to work..." He obviously took pleasure in other people's misfortune and sang it entirely for Hao Mei. Wu Zhenqing punched him: "What are you singing for?" Then he said to himself: "Actually, Hao Mei has always been very friendly to us. It's not as annoying as Zhang Meng. But we often have trouble with others." Wang Xiaosong looked at Hao Mei's disappearing figure in awe...
First night. Wang Xiaosong, Wu Zhenqing, Tsui Hark and a few children played with whips. Some children are holding lanterns, and some children are shaking "didajin" - the fireworks and firecrackers that today's children have are what they dare not expect back then. Children playing lanterns lined up in a long line, singing "Heaven in the Liberated Area" while dancing Yangko. Wang Xiaosong deliberately threw the burning whip at Tsui Hark, which frightened Xu Hark. So Tsui Hark fought back. The little whip landed on Xiao Song. Wang Xiaosong shouted: "I surrender! I surrender! I am wearing new clothes." Wu Zhenqing said: "Let's go to the third wife's house to pay New Year's greetings. I visited and played during the day, and I didn't give the third wife a New Year greeting." Tsui Hark said: "Yes! I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to my third wife. I haven't seen Brother Guangyi since his accident. I miss him a lot." Wu Zhenqing sniffed: "What's the smell?" So all three sniffed, and all smelled something. Wu Zhenqing said to Wang Xiaosong: "Don't move!" After walking around him, he finally found something: "You are wearing clothes!" He immediately rubbed the back of Wang Xiaosong's padded jacket. Tsui Hark grabbed a handful of snow from the ground to help rub it. Wu Zhenqing said, "Okay, okay, it's okay." Wang Xiaosong hurriedly asked, "How is my new padded jacket?" Wu Zhenqing said to Tsui Hark: "It must be because of the little whip you threw on him just now!" Tsui Hark lowered his head. Wang Xiaosong stared at Tsui Hark stupidly for a moment. Tsui Hark said: "Xiao Song, we are good friends, please don't make me pay. I can't afford it!" Wang Xiaosong still stared at Tsui Hark without saying anything. Tsui Hark said, "How about...how about asking my mother to mend it for you, okay?" Wu Zhenqing said: "Your mother is paralyzed on the bed, didn't you make your mother angry again?" Wang Xiaosong said: "Then won't my mother and father be angry? My father brought it back for me thousands of miles away." Wang Xiaosong cried.Tsui Hark also cried. The two good friends couldn't help hugging each other and crying into a ball. Wu Zhenqing said: "Don't cry. What's the use of crying? Come to my house and see if my mother can do anything?"
In Wu Zhenqing's house, who also had nothing to live on, the three children gathered around Wu Zhenqing's mother, watching her mend Wang Xiaosong's jacket stitch by stitch. Mother Wu made up for it very seriously. After mending, Mother Wu took a look at it and said, "The thread is a little lighter than the color of the clothes. Go, get your pen." Wu Zhenqing fetched the pen and handed it to his mother. Mother carefully paints and dyes the line marks with a pen. Mother said: "Yes, Zhinu can only mend like this. Remember, take off your coat as soon as you enter the house, and fold it upside down when you take it off. Don't let your father find out. He will be angry if he finds out." Wang Xiaosong agreed: "Yes." Wu Zhenqing pointed to the wall: "Look, my brother sent back another certificate! This year he won the third class!" On the wall, there are awards in old mirror frames.Below is a small black and white photo of a soldier. Mother said: "Show what? It's just a third-class work." The three children looked at the frame with respectful eyes.
At the door of the third wife's house.The three children met Wang Xiaosong's father.So the four people, young and old, went to the third wife's house to pay New Year's greetings. In the house of the third wife, there are mostly male and female adults.They are all chatting with melon seeds. Wang Xiaosong's father yelled loudly after entering the door: "Hey, almost all of them are here! Third wife, I wish you New Year greetings!" The third wife's old eyes are dim: "Who is it?" Wang Xiaosong said: "Third wife, it's my dad who is back!" The fathers of Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark were also there.They each called Dad and found a place to squat down.Wu Zhenqing's father and Tsui Hark's father got up at the same time and pulled Wang Xiaosong's father over. Wang Xiaosong's father said: "I can't sit down, I haven't kowtow yet!" The third mistress said: "Let's get rid of it!" Her mental outlook is not as good as before. "How can it be avoided. I didn't make it back to kowtow when I was thirty, and I had to make up for it on the first night of the first day. You are the old birthday star of dozens of families here, and it is my pleasure to kowtow to you!" So Pharaoh solemnly knelt down and kowtowed. Under Xu Ke's hint, Wang Xiaosong took the opportunity to take off the padded jacket and hugged him inside out. After Old Wang got up and took his seat, Old Wu said, "Look at you, Xiao Song, how much you know how to cherish new clothes! Our Xiaoqing is not as good as him in this!" Lao Wang looked at his son lovingly: "Have you grown up, you should be sensible!" The third wife said: "Uncle, I heard from his aunt that you are an official now?" "where!" Wang Xiaosong said: "My dad is now the deputy captain of the construction team!" Old Wang hurriedly said: "This child, don't interrupt when the adults are talking, just praise you and you will be presumptuous!" Everyone looked at Lao Wang with admiration. The third wife said, "Then...you have some power after all?" "How to say, it's not good to say that there is no..." "Then...you can't use your power to mobilize your construction team, come back and tear down all the dilapidated houses in our area, and build a few buildings for the neighbors to live in?" Old Wu said: "That's a good thing. I'll be the first to burn incense and kowtow to your brother Wang!" Old Xu said: "Then I will erect a monument for you." Lao Wang scratched his head and lowered his voice: "We don't have such great power." The third mistress didn't hear it and said, "Why don't you talk?" The third wife's son, that is, Guangyi's father, said to the third wife's ear: "Mom, he said he doesn't have that much power." It's getting worse day by day!" Mistress sighed. Old Wang asked, "Why don't you see Guangyi?" Guangyi's mother said: "Hiding in the hut all day long, no one sees him. Lying on his little bed and reading textbooks, I can't wake up from the dream of college. What should I do?" The atmosphere was dull for a while. A man started the conversation: "There is a saying in the old society, masons live in thatched houses, this new society is not the same!" Lao Wang said: "You can't say that. We have only been a country for a few years? We have caught up with this natural disaster. The country wants to show compassion to our people, but it doesn't have the power!" Old Xu said: "Brother, you... probably joined the party, right?" Lao Wang said: "That's not yet. I'm not in a hurry to get in." Old Xu said: "Hearing your tone, it seems that whenever you want to join, just say hello to the party." Lao Wang said: "I haven't greeted the party yet, but the party rushed to greet us and gave me a form. How many words can I write? I can't fill it out by myself, and I am afraid of others The joke...is still under the mattress." The third wife said: "Uncle, you have traveled far and wide, and you are well-informed. You said that this communism—living in high-rise buildings, eating rice and white noodles to fill your stomach, is there a spectrum for such a good life?" Lao Wang said: "Third wife, you don't have to believe anything else, but you must believe in communism!" "How many years do I have to wait? Can I catch up with that day?" "It will only be ten or eight years. It will be realized soon, maybe five years! You must live well. When the time comes, I will bring someone back to build the building where our neighbors live!" So everyone laughed. Wang Xiaosong and the other three children also laughed. Lao Wang stood up and said goodbye: "Third wife, I can't stay longer, let's go first!" Guangyi's mother said: "Yes, big brother, it's hard to come back from a long distance, so go back and make love with your sister-in-law more!" Old Wang said: "Xiao Song, put on your jacket and come home with me. Don't make trouble with the third wife!" He looked at the closed wooden door of the hut, thought for a while, walked over, and said through the door: "Guangyi, you don't even come out to see the uncle, and the uncle doesn't blame you. The pain in your heart, the uncle understands everything." .Remember what Uncle said - a person with one leg has twice as much ambition as a person with two legs, in order to live like a human being!" Everyone lowered their heads. Guangyi's mother wiped her eyes with her dress. Guangyi's father rushed to the door and said loudly, "Did you hear what your uncle said?" It was very quiet in the cabin. The third wife's shriveled lips trembled, and the old man controlled his emotions resolutely, but tears shed from the corners of his eyes. Guangyi's father said, "Guangyi, you have to come out to me today!" The old dynasty waved his hand, shook his head and sighed, and left.
Wang Xiaosong's house at night.The younger siblings breathed in a sweet sleep. In the dark, the parents were talking in low tones—the mother was lying on her back against the wall, her head resting on her arms. "At home, you don't have to worry about it in the future. Tell me about your life there!" said the mother. My father said: "The Northwest is more bitter than the inland areas. The wind and sand in winter are so severe. One of our workers went out to relieve his hands at night, just in time for the wind and sand, and it was dark for a while, so we couldn't find the tent. During the day, he found that he froze to death. It’s only a few tens of meters away from the tent. There’s not even a piece of green vegetables in sight. Our whole team lives on a pot of stinky tofu all winter. There is still a shortage of water. The water we drink is a water cart pulled by a small donkey. It is pumped up from the Yellow River, like yellow mud soup, and it takes several days to cook. In the dry season, the old cow followed our waterwheel, licking the dripping water with his tongue, and followed for dozens of miles. Died of thirst I can't even peel off the hide of the cow. It's because of the lack of water in the cow's body. The meat is as unpalatable as bad wood...Why are you crying?" Mother said: "What else can I cry? I don't want people to love you?" "Oh, how homesick it is sometimes!" "Just homesick?" "Isn't homesick just thinking about the children!" "Then you take the children away..." The mother turned over to the wall. Father said: "I didn't say I missed you at all, really." As the father said, he put one arm around his mother's body. The mother turned around again, and gently pushed away the father's arm. Father said: "You have a white hair, I will pull it out for you." Mother said: "You can see that I have white hair if you are blind?" The father leaned over to the mother. Wang Xiaosong quietly retracted his head into the quilt. daytime. As if preparing to go out to wander, my father carried a rolled bundle on his back. Sitting on the kang, the younger siblings looked at their father with nostalgic eyes. Mother said: "Can't we stay for a few more days?" "No. Twelve days off for back and forth. I'm the vice-captain, and I have to set an example for the workers... No one has to send me off." Wang Xiaosong, who was standing beside his mother, said, "Dad, let me give it off!" The father said without negotiating: "No need." He stroked his head and said: "You are the boss, you have to listen to your mother. In addition to studying hard, you also need to help your mother do more housework and take care of your younger siblings. Your mother Not easy. Mark my words?" Wang Xiaosong nodded: "Well..." Father looked up at mother: "I am back this time, the happiest thing is that the relationship between our neighbors and us is still as good as before. This is very important to us poor people, huh?" Mother nodded in understanding. My father said, "I don't say goodbye from door to door. Say hello to them for me when I'm gone." The father looked at his younger siblings, and finally at Wang Xiaosong. Wang Xiaosong asked: "Father, will you come back to visit the house next year?" "What next year? Once every three years..." His father patted Wang Xiaosong on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the house. It was snowing heavily outside. Wang Xiaosong and his mother supported the door frame and watched their father gradually walk away in the heavy snow.
From winter to spring, the trees are full of attractive elm money. Wang Xiaosong stood outside the "banzhangzi" of someone else's house with his schoolbag on his back, looking up. Someone patted him on the shoulder—he looked back and saw Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark. Tsui Hark looked at Yuqian and said, "When you go to school tomorrow, bring a bamboo pole and a hook." Wu Zhenqing said: "Maybe I won't be able to see it tomorrow." After that, he put his schoolbag on Wang Xiaosong's head, wanting to use his "ban Zhangzi" to collect elm money. Unexpectedly, a ferocious dog barked from inside. Wu Zhenqing was so frightened that he fell from the "banzhangzi" to the ground, was picked up by Wang Xiaosong and Xu Ke and ran away. On the way home, Wu Zhenqing said, "What kind of family is that? Can they afford a dog?" Wang Xiaosong said: "I have inquired about it a long time ago, and I heard that it is a Soviet family." Tsui Hark said: "Is it 'Big Brother''s house? Then we can't take money from other people!" Wu Zhenqing said: "Why is Big Brother not Big Brother! I heard from adults that they have changed their cultivation! They know that we are suffering from a famine, but they still force us to pay our debts! Otherwise, we Chinese would not be so hungry!" "Damn it. Then let's give him a bad day tomorrow!" Suddenly they stopped talking, and they all stared in the same direction—a boy was carrying a bag, and several boys followed up and asked: "Where did you get it?" "At my dad's factory!" "Where is your father's factory?" "It's useless to tell you! You can't get in, there are guards!" "Then...can you share some with us?" The boy quickened his pace. What follows still follows: "Don't give it, don't tell it, we can grab it!" "grab!" So the followers rushed up, snatched the bag from the boy's shoulder, and competed with each other. The boy, desperate to defend his "fruit," was pushed down. Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Don't bully people!" The three good friends ran over when they saw the road was uneven. The "robbers" used their single caps, skirts and pockets to snatch the elm money scattered on the ground. When the three good friends arrived, the "robbers" had disappeared, and elm coins were scattered all over the ground. The boy left crying. Tsui Hark said, "Hey, don't go away! We'll help you hug me." The boy walked on without looking back. Wu Zhenqing said: "Hey, do you want more!" The boy walked away wiping away his tears. The three good friends couldn't help but took off their single hats from their heads and spread them on the ground. They picked up the elm money, and as they picked up, at some point, a pair of skinny old hands also reached out. They raised their heads, and it turned out to be the third wife. Wu Zhenqing said, "Third Mistress, why did you come here?" The third mistress didn't say a word, she just picked up the elm money and put it in the skirt of her clothes - it can be seen that her nerves are a little abnormal... They put all the elm coins in their hats into the skirts of the third wives. Wang Xiaosong and Tsui Hark went home with the third wife by the arm. Tsui Hark walked backwards in front of the third wife, and said, "Third wife, tomorrow we promise to give you a lot of money! That's great!" At night, Wang Xiaosong had a dream, dreaming that he was leading a big wolf dog and patrolling in a elm forest.Trees, elms, and money are fat and green, attractive. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark rode on the branches, eating while masturbating. Some boys and girls went into the woods, and he blocked them—and they showed their papers that said "Permit." Wang Xiaosong took it and looked at it seriously—there were five words "issued by Wang Xiaosong" on it. The children who were allowed walked past one by one with a bow. Hao Mei also came with a basket on her shoulders, and she also wanted to take out her "permit". Wang Xiaosong shook his head and waved his hands reservedly, expressing the meaning of "excuse me". Hao Mei walked past him with a smile. The wolf dog suddenly broke free from the leash, barking and chasing after Hao Mei. Wang Xiaosong yelled and chased the wolf dog. wake up……
第二天，三个好朋友下了学又来到那个苏联“老大哥”的墙外。他们伫立在树下，仰头一望，傻了。一夜之间，树枝上的榆钱儿不但被撸光了，连有些树枝也被折断了——显然是被人从外面干的。 他们互相瞧着，神情沮丧至极。 night.王小嵩在捅炉子，有敲门声。 妹妹拍手：“妈妈下班喽，妈妈下班喽。” 母亲的话音：“慢点儿，抬高脚，好，进门槛了……” 母亲领回一个人。那人站在外屋灯光的黑影中，王小嵩看不清她的面容。但见那人穿着肥大的工作服，脸很黑，像个卸煤的工人。 母亲说：“看，我这家，就是这么个破乱样子。你要不嫌弃呢，你就住下。反正像你这么个大姑娘，总蹲火车站可不是回事儿。” 那人低头未语。 母亲说：“你不说话，就证明你愿意住下了。”兑了盆热水端到外屋：“先洗洗脸！” 母亲脱下工作服，吩咐王小嵩：“把火捅旺，今晚咱们正正规规地做顿晚饭吃！” “大姐，有梳子吗？”是女人的腼腆的声音。 王小嵩扭头一看——母亲领回的竟是位十八九岁的大姑娘！有一张淳朴的、俊秀的、使人信任的脸。 她羞涩地冲王小嵩笑笑。 王小嵩回她一笑，笑得也有些羞涩。 她走入里屋，坐在炕沿一端，从母亲手中接过梳子梳头。 她已将肥大的工作服脱在了外屋，里面穿的是碎花衣，蓝布裤子，脚着扣绊儿鞋，羞羞答答的样子。 王小嵩只顾打量她。 母亲一边动手削萝卜，一边说：“我给你们捡了个小姨，你们喜欢不喜欢？” 弟弟妹妹齐声说：“喜欢！” 母亲说：“那还不赶快叫小姨？” "Auntie!" 母亲说：“听到了么？孩子们喜欢你呢！” 小姨指着王小嵩：“还有这个侄子呢！” 王小嵩说：“小姨。” 母亲端详着小姨：“我现在才看出来，你这么俊！”她又向弟弟妹妹：“妈给你们捡回这个小姨俊不俊啊！” “俊！” 小姨低头笑了。 晚饭后，小姨欲抢着收拾碗筷，母亲拦她：“今天你还算个客，明天就不拿你当外人啦！” 小姨顺从地退到一旁，见王小嵩掉了一颗扣子，说：“来，小姨给你钉上扣子。” 王小嵩走到小姨跟前，小姨从随身带的包袱里翻出针线纽扣顶针，给他钉衣扣…… 他一动不动地站着，看着小姨的手，那是一双多么好看而又灵巧的手呀。 王小嵩心中好像有个声音在说：我愿意有一个小姨，我愿意有这样一个小姨…… 王小嵩和弟弟妹妹已钻入被窝，他们趴在枕上看小姨补弟弟的裤子。 母亲一边展被，一边说：“别补了。脱了睡吧。咱俩盖一床被。” 小姨“嗯”着，却不开始脱衣服。 母亲推了她一把：“听话，快脱。” 小姨扭头瞥了王小嵩和弟弟妹妹一眼，他们正都如同欣赏一张年画似的看着她。 小姨说：“怪难为情的。” 母亲恍然大悟，笑了，喝道：“都给我侧过身去睡！” 小姨刚开始脱衣服，王小嵩和弟弟妹妹们的头，又都忍不住一起扭了过来。 “这些孩子，你们还没看够哇！”母亲拉灭了灯。 王小嵩的母亲从未捡到过什么，小姨是母亲唯一捡到的。她给这一家带来了特殊的亲昵，带来了笑声，带来了清洁，带来了此前从没有过的一种愉悦的时光。 从此以后，王小嵩家变了样——墙壁粉刷过了。窗子明亮了。家具摆放谐调了。该铺什么布罩块什么布的家具铺上罩上了。被子叠得整齐了。弟弟妹妹也干干净净显得可爱了…… 一天，王小嵩一家正吃晚饭，小姨兴冲冲地捧着收音机进了家门。 母亲说：“哪哪都不给修吧？” 小姨说：“修好了！” 母亲说：“怪了，怎么我去修几次，都说太老太旧，不给修呢？” “大姐，我比你嘴甜呀！” 小姨接通电源，按下了开关，收音机里传出歌声。尽管伴着杂音，但还听得过去，唱的是《公社是棵长青藤》。 小姨和全家侧耳聆听，互相望着，都情不自禁地笑。 母亲对小姨说：“快吃饭吧！” 小姨兴奋地说：“待会儿吃。大姐，我家寄东西来了！” “寄的什么？” "you guess." “这么高兴，准是一身新衣服呗！” “大姐你猜错了！是菜籽和花籽。我写信让家里寄来的。”说着，小姨找出一个大纸包，打开来，里面是些小纸包。she says: “这是一包白菜籽儿，这一包是豆角籽儿，这一包是茄子籽儿，这一包是黄瓜籽儿，这一包是倭瓜籽儿……剩下的全是花籽儿！” 母亲说：“可真全，往哪种啊？” 小姨说：“我要把外面那些土堆土坎儿，变成菜地和花圃！” 母亲怀疑地问：“能长么？” “能！” 在小姨的指导下，王小嵩和她改造屋前屋后的土堆土坎。 小姨忽然叫了一声：“哎哟！” 王小嵩问：“小姨，怎么了？” “手上扎刺了……”——她使的铁锨的把，是用带棱的木棍临时充当的。 王小嵩放下自己的锨，走过来，用一种大人对孩子似的口气说：“让我看……” 小姨将一只手伸给他。 王小嵩握着小姨的手指尖儿，看手相的先生似的，细瞧小姨的手：“这儿呢，小刺，我给你拔出来。” 他替小姨拔出了手上的刺，却并未放开小姨的手，赞叹地说：“小姨，你的手……真美！” 小姨笑了：“瞧你说的！干活儿的手，粗粗啦啦的，还美呢！” “那也美！” 小姨抽出手，摸他的脸蛋：“你这么说，是因为你喜欢小姨。” 王小嵩将小姨的手按在自己的面颊上，用面颊亲偎着。 小姨又笑了，又抽出自己的手：“小姨也喜欢你……快干活吧！” 王小嵩一边干活，一边从旁偷望小姨。 小姨干活的姿态、动作，在他看来，仿佛也是那么的美——尤其是，小姨那一条粗而长的大辫子垂在胸前的样子，以及小姨朝背后撩甩辫子的动作，使王小嵩看得有些发呆。 小姨发现了他在看她。 “傻看着小姨干吗呀？” 王小嵩又放下锨走到小姨跟前异常庄重地说：“我告诉你个话儿。” “说吧，小姨听着。” “你蹲下，我对你耳朵说！” 小姨蹲下了。 王小嵩手搂住小姨的脖子，俯耳悄悄说：“小姨，等我长大咱俩结婚吧！” 他说完，放开手，虔诚无比地望着小姨。 小姨也凝眸望着他，一时没听懂他的话似的。 小姨忽然笑起来，笑得不能自已，笑得坐在了地上。 王小嵩呆望着小姨笑，脸色渐变，如同被当面羞辱了似的，眼中一时涌满泪水。 他一转身欲跑开。 小姨一把拽住了他。 小姨笑着说：“怎么，你生我气了呀？” 王小嵩不语，扭头，掉泪。 小姨说：“小姨一定把你的话记在心里，行不？” “那你笑！” “小姨错了。小姨给你赔不是……快快长，好好儿长。小姨等你……等你到你长大那一天！” 她替他抹去腮上的泪。 母亲走来：“这是怎么了？跟你小姨闹别扭了？这孩子！” 小姨说：“没有。小嵩才不跟我闹别扭呢！跟我好着呢！是不是小嵩？” 王小嵩庄重地点头。 母亲参加了劳动——三人有掘坑的，有点种的，有浇水的，干得很默契。 In the evening, at Wang Xiaosong's house.地上放一大盆，盆里的水冒着蒸气。 洗过了澡的弟弟妹妹，趴在被窝里看小人书。 小姨问：“洗得干干净净的，好不好？” "it is good." “以后，小姨每个星期都要给你们洗一次！还要给你们每人买条小手绢儿。淌了鼻涕，再也不许用袖子擦！来……都抹点儿雪花膏。” 小姨给弟弟抹过雪花膏，朝外屋问：“小嵩，你干吗呢？” 小嵩说：“劈柴呢！” “明天再说吧，活也不是一天就能干完的，先进屋来。” 王小嵩进来了。 小姨说：“脱，小姨换了盆新水给你洗！” 王小嵩忸怩不动。 小姨说：“快脱呀！待会儿水凉了！” 王小嵩却去端盆——又哪里能端得动！ 小姨问：“你端盆干什么呀？” “我端到外屋自己洗去。” “毛病！小姨给你洗还害羞呀！” 她替王小嵩脱起衣服来。 脱得赤条精光的王小嵩蹲在大盆里，小姨替他洗后背。 弟弟妹妹，朝他刮脸蛋儿羞他。 他只有佯装不见。 王小嵩的心里说：“是小姨使我们的家变了样，是小姨使我们养成了清洁卫生的习惯，是小姨使我们低矮的屋子变得好像宫殿一样。” 小姨双手捧过王小嵩的脸，往他脸上擦雪花膏。 王小嵩目不转睛地瞧着小姨秀美的脸。 王小嵩的心里仍在说：“小姨，我把那木头做的、涂了墨的驳壳枪，我那十几颗花瓣玻璃球，我积攒的全部的糖纸和烟盒纸，我一切一切宝贵的东西统统都加在一起，也抵不上你——小姨对我们宝贵啊！” 确实，王小嵩家的这个小姨还带给了他们一片绿，带给了他们一个无比美的夏天……王小嵩觉得，他从没度过那么美好的一个夏天。 屋前屋后，这一处土堆上生长着绿油油的蔬菜，那一处土堆上盛开着散紫翻红的鲜花——彩蝶飞舞其间。 王小嵩、吴振庆、徐克在瓜架间相互背课文。 门前空地，母亲和小姨对面坐在小凳上，拆毛线，绕线团；弟弟伏在母亲膝上，妹妹伏在小姨膝上，如一幅家趣图。 徐克一边背课文，一边朝小姨望，背得结结巴巴。 吴振庆说：“你到底能不能背下来？” 徐克说：“我要是也有个小姨就好了！” 王小嵩说：“我的，还不就是你的？” 徐克说：“你小姨就是好！” 火烧云在西天变幻着图案。 月在中天。 如水如银的月辉之下，小姨不知在对母亲讲什么笑话，母亲大笑。 夏虫长吟短唱。
秋天，王小嵩家吃上了自己种的菜，可小姨却从他们家搬到厂里去住了，厂里终于在集体宿舍给她腾出了一张床。 一天深夜，外面风雨交加，雷声不停，闪电透过低矮倾斜的窗格子，在王小嵩家的破屋子里闪耀出一瞬瞬的光亮。王小嵩全家都已躺下了，但还没有入睡。忽然，王小嵩似乎听到了轻轻的拍门声。 王小嵩说：“妈，有人敲门。” 母亲说：“深更半夜的，哪会有人来！” 王小嵩肯定地说：“妈，是敲门声，你听！” 母亲侧耳倾听了一会儿，果然是敲门声。 母亲却不敢下地去开门。 敲门声又响起了。 "Elder sister..." 他们都听出了是小姨的声音。 “快……”母亲一下子坐了起来。 王小嵩迫不及待地跳下去开了门。 小姨默默进屋，像从河里刚被救上来的落水者，衣裤全湿透了，神色木讷、凄然。 母亲问：“怎么不打伞就来了？” 小姨苦笑。 “你……你怎么了？” “大姐，我……没怎么。” 母亲说：“我给你找身衣服换上！”一边找衣服，一边回头疑惑地瞧小姨，见王小嵩在望着小姨发呆，忙吩咐：“还不快给你小姨兑盆热水！” 王小嵩兑了一盆热水端到外屋。 小姨掬一捧水洗脸，她的双手久久未从脸上放下。她分明在无声地哭。 母亲捧着衣服，不安地望着她。 第二天，躺在床上的小姨，见老中医进了门，将身子一翻，面朝墙壁。 母亲说：“你这么拗，我可要生气啦！” 老中医说：“让她把手伸出来就行。” 母亲像哄小孩似的：“听话，把手伸出来。” 小姨的一只手缓缓地从被子底下伸了出来，同时用另只手往上扯扯被角，盖住脸。 老中医为小姨诊脉。 弟弟妹妹从外屋溜进来，凑到床边。 老中医起身，示意母亲单独说话。 老中医跟母亲踱到外屋，母亲将门掩上。 王小嵩将门推开道缝，偷听。 老中医说：“当然，感冒是感冒了……不过……她……她怀孕了。” 母亲说：“可她……她还是大姑娘！” 老中医说：“是呵是呵，女人生小孩前，都是大姑娘。可她确实怀孕了。” 弟弟妹妹在里屋欢呼：“嗯，嗯，小姨要生小孩儿喽！小姨要生小孩儿喽！” 老中医走了。 母亲将王小嵩和
Wang Xiaosong led his younger siblings to the road in a hurry, and the younger siblings slipped and slipped from time to time. They passed one small restaurant after another, all closed. The road on New Year's Eve is deserted and quiet.Flagpoles were planted obliquely outside the doors of certain units—the red flag hung still in the cold night. My sister said, "Brother, I'm cold." "My feet and hands are almost numb," said the younger brother. Wang Xiaosong said: "Look, isn't that another small restaurant in front? Run!" So he took the lead and ran. He and his younger brother ran while holding his younger sister's hands. He simply picked up his sister and ran. After putting down his sister, Wang Xiaosong said, "I have an idea. If there are other people eating inside, we will sell the food stamps." The younger sister asked: "Sold it? Then we won't go to the restaurant by ourselves?" Wang Xiaosong said: "One catty of food stamps can be sold for two or three yuan! Let's give the money for selling food stamps to my mother. The money my mother gave us, we will use one yuan per person as lucky money! Isn't it good?" The younger brother said without hesitation: "Okay!" The younger sister asked: "Brother, what is New Year's money?" Wang Xiaosong said impatiently, "I'll tell you when I get home..."
There was only one customer in the store, and he had his back to the door, occupying a table to himself. An old craftsman, with his elbows flat on the counter, watched the man patiently. When the master saw the children coming in, he said, "Hey, kids, don't come in! There's nothing to eat. The door will be closed immediately!" The man with his back to them didn't move. Wang Xiaosong looked at the old master and said pleadingly, "Master, we just come in first to keep warm." "Warm and warm?" But the younger brother had already walked up to the only customer and asked, "Do you buy food stamps? Five yuan a catty!" The man was startled, turned his head slightly to his younger brother, and then shook his head. The younger brother looked at Wang Xiaosong. The old master also looked at them suspiciously. Wang Xiaosong couldn't help but look disappointed, and had no choice but to show the one-jin food stamp: "Master, whether it's steamed buns or sesame seed cakes, if you can sell us something, just sell us something." The old master said: "You guys... Didn't I just say that! There is nothing to eat!" Wang Xiaosong said: "My mother dug out a catty of food stamps and asked us to use them no matter what. Now who is willing to spend a catty of food stamps for nothing?" "Then why did your brother ask just now..." Wang Xiaosong said: "He asked nonsense! He is always like that!" The younger brother snorted dissatisfiedly and sat at a table. Wang Xiaosong said: "We have traveled a long way to spend this catty of food stamps. Our hands and feet are almost frozen." The master's heart softened: "Oh, your catty of food stamps is really spent at a critical moment! Well, there are a few sesame seed cakes and a little soy milk. I'll warm up the soy milk for you. Who told you to be big thirty-one? Yes, I rushed to this place quite far away."
Wang Xiaosong and his younger brothers and sisters gathered around a round table, drinking soy milk and eating sesame seed cakes, while looking at the customer's table - two plates of dumplings, almost one plate was eaten.There is also a plate of dried tofu with cabbage and a small plate of peanuts. My sister said: "Brother, I want to eat dumplings too!" Wang Xiaosong said: "Tomorrow is the first day of junior high school. You can eat dumplings tomorrow." "I want to eat now!" "Stop messing around! I'll beat you up again!" The customer got up, walked over with a plate of dumplings, and placed them on their table. Wang Xiaosong hurriedly said, "Uncle, this won't work! This... teacher?!" He turned out to be Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao also recognized him: "Wang, Xiao, Song?" Wang Xiaosong was at a loss and wanted to stand up. Teacher Zhao said, "Sit down. You don't have to be so polite..." Teacher Zhao was wearing cotton work clothes, and there were a few torn places, exposing scorched cotton. He held a half-smoked cigarette in his hand. Wang Xiaosong said: "Teacher...you...have you smoked?" His eyes were on the top left of the teacher's overalls - where the word "Change" was printed in white.printed in a white circle. The teacher subconsciously covered that place with the other hand.As soon as he covered it, he put down his hand calmly. The teacher said: "Yes. I asked you and advised your parents not to smoke, but now I started smoking myself!" He smiled wryly. Wang Xiaosong said: "Teacher, I miss you...we all miss you." The teacher looked at him for a long time, and gradually lowered his head. "Teacher, where are you now? I can tell my classmates so that we can visit you." The teacher quickly wiped his eyes, looked up at him and said: "You don't have to go to see me, you can send a message to the students for me, just say that I tell you, I hope... everyone will study hard... every day up." Wang Xiaosong nodded solemnly. The master chef of the hotel put his head on his arm just now, as if he was dozing off, but now he raised his head for some reason and said, "Hey, I said, don't talk here. What is there to talk about between an adult and a child?" where?" The teacher said proudly: "This is my student! I used to be his head teacher!" The master was "surprised" again: "Student! Oh, wow, wow, the world is full of peaches and plums! But, don't talk here." My sister said, "Brother, I want to pee." "Wait a minute!" "I can't hold it anymore!" Wang Xiaosong said: "It's really annoying! It's so big that you can't even untie your trouser belt!" He got up and took his sister out. The old master said: "Go away! Don't let me freeze a piece of piss ice at the door here!" When Wang Xiaosong came back with his younger sister, the teacher was gone. He asked his younger brother, "Where is my teacher?" The younger brother said, "As soon as you went out, he left." Wang Xiaosong said to the teacher, "Why did you let him go?" The old master said, "You child. I'll leave you guys to eat and drink. It's not bad. Do you still have the obligation to look after your teacher for you? He's an adult with long legs. If he wants to leave, can I stop him?" Wang Xiaosong pushed open the door and shouted: "Teacher..." In the cold night, there were sparse sound of firecrackers from a distance—one here, one there.
That night, Wang Xiaosong shouted in the darkness: "Mom, Mom, turn on the light!" When the light came on, my mother leaned over and asked, "What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" "My sister peed on the kang!" The younger sister was still fast asleep. The mother hurriedly moved her younger sister into her bed, looked at the wet mattress and said dejectedly, "Oh, I just unwashed the mattress." Wang Xiaosong exclaimed again: "It's not good, brother peed again!" The mother pushed the younger brother: "Xiao Er Xiao Er, hold back for a while, quickly bring him the urinal!" Wang Xiaosong jumped down to the ground and picked up the urinal. The younger brother did not wake up after being pushed, and when he was picked up by his mother, he had already urinated more than half of it. Wang Xiaosong only took a small half of it with the urinal. Mother said: "Look, the two mattresses that have just been unwashed are all peed! It's winter, how can this be fixed?" The mother immediately complained to Wang Xiaosong: "You said it's not good for you to bring them something to eat? Why do you drink soy milk? And each of them drinks two big bowls!" Wang Xiaosong didn't know the difference, put down the urinal, and pissed sleepily into the urinal...
New Year's Day. Wang Xiaosong is watching the pot cooking dumplings. My mother looked out the window and said, "It's getting a bit sunny." She picked up the mattress and went out to dry it. When the mother came back and picked up the second mattress, she stared at her younger siblings and said, "You guys did a good job! What a joke on the first day of the new year!" The younger siblings seemed ashamed. While Wang Xiaosong and his younger siblings were eating dumplings with relish, his mother stood at the table with her back to them and said, "It's broken! It's broken!" Wang Xiaosong and his younger siblings stopped talking, and looked at their mother anxiously. Mother turned around, holding another catty of food stamps in the palm of her hand: "Mom gave you a catty of newly issued food stamps last night in a hurry. The catty that should have been spent was not spent! Alas, alas! " The mother complained to Wang Xiaosong again: "You don't spend time looking at it!" Wang Xiaosong muttered, "How did I know you would make a mistake!" The mother regretted and blamed herself: "It's a sin, it's a sin." A shout came from outside: "Telegram! Go out and answer the telegram!" Mother hurried out to go. The younger brother said: "Brother, could it be that Dad is sick!" Wang Xiaosong glared at his younger brother: "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, stop talking nonsense!" Mother entered the house, and handed the telegram to Wang Xiaosong: "Look quickly, what is written on it?" Wang Xiaosong read the telegram, then looked at his mother, and said happily: "My father is going home for the Spring Festival!" The younger siblings were even happier: "Daddy is coming back!" "Daddy will definitely bring us new clothes!" There was also a smile on the mother's face: "Today is the first day of junior high school. He hasn't arrived home yet! When will he come back? He said he will come back for the Spring Festival!" Wang Xiaosong glanced at the telegram again: "It's today!" "Nowadays?" Wang Xiaosong said: "There is a train arriving at the station at 9:30. The telegram also says let me pick it up." My sister said: "That must have brought a lot of things!" The younger brother said: "It's not for you!" "Yes! Yes!" Wang Xiaosong said: "Don't make noise! Eat your dumplings!" Then he said to his mother: "Mom, why don't you go pick up Dad with me?" Mother said: "I'm not going. Mom doesn't even have to wear decent clothes to go out!" "Then...then I'll ask Wu Zhenqing and Xu Hark to accompany me?" "Okay! You can eat some more dumplings. Go when you're full!" Wang Xiaosong said: "I won't eat! I'll go right away! I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it if I go too late." He dressed hastily and went out. The mother hugged the younger sister in her arms at once: "This time our family will have a reunion year! Your father hasn't visited the house for three years!"
Although it is the first day of the new year, there are still many people getting on and off at the train station. Wu Zhenqing said to Wang Xiaosong: "Fool! Let's not stand here! Go to the sleeper car! It's six or seven days' journey, can we not take the sleeper!" The three of them ran to the sleeping compartment. No one got in, and no one got out.There were very few people on the platform. They stared helplessly at the door. The train started slowly and drove away. Wu Zhenqing said: "This is strange! Did you read the telegram clearly?" Wang Xiaosong silently took out the telegram from his pocket and handed it to him. Tsui Hark also came over to take a look: "That's right! It's clearly written, it's today! It's this train! Do you think your dad will have any accidents on the way?" When Wang Xiaosong heard this, he turned around and ran away. Wu Zhenqing punched Tsui Hark: "What nonsense are you talking about! His face turned pale with fright! Xiao Song! Xiao Song!" They chase him. On the way, Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark walked on Wang Xiaosong's left and right, and they kept talking to him, obviously to comfort him.And Wang Xiaosong walked fast, with tears streaming down his face, as if he had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart. Wang Xiaosong's person and voice entered the house at the same time: "Mom! My dad was not on that train!" Immediately behind him were Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark. At the same time, they saw a slender man with a bearded face, holding his sister in his arms, holding a small teapot with a handle in one hand, sitting behind a small kang table, sipping tea peacefully. He put down the small tea bowl and smiled at Wang Xiaosong. The mother and younger siblings smiled at Wang Xiaosong. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark looked at him and smiled at him. Wang Xiaosong shouted: "Father!" He suddenly cried. Father asked, "Why are you crying?" Wu Zhenqing said: "I didn't follow you. When he comes back, he will worry about you all the way!" "Where did you pick me up?" Tsui Hark said: "In the sleeper car, we thought that you must be in the sleeper car for the journey of six or seven days." The father said: "You children, you are thinking extravagantly. I am a worker. Who will reimburse me for the sleeper?" My mother said, "That's your fault too! When you sent the telegram, why didn't you specify which car it was in? If you spend money carefully, you won't be able to spend the money for those words?" My father said: "It's not that I can't afford the money. I have to transfer trains three or four times in six or seven days. How can I know which carriage I will get on? Along the way, half of the trains are people fleeing famine. I don’t even talk about the seat number, whichever car you can squeeze into is the car. It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t cry. It’s my father’s fault! Come here, come to me.” Wu Zhenqing gave Wang Xiaosong a push - he stopped crying and walked up to his father. The father lifted his chin to look at his face, then shook his wrist with his hand, and said to his mother in praise: "You have merit, I guess my children may not be skinny! It's okay." Wang Xiaosong smiled. Mother said proudly: "Of course I have merit!" Wu Zhenqing and Xu Ke looked at the large and small bags all over the floor, and were extremely surprised: "Uncle, how did you bring them back?" My father said: "Carry, carry, and carry, it's almost useless to hold it in your mouth!" Tsui Hark said, "Uncle, you are really capable!" Mother asked father: "Do you still recognize them?" Father said: "How can we not recognize them! This is a pillar, and that is a dog!" "Wrong! I'm Gouzi, and he's a pillar!" The mother said: "Don't call people by nicknames! Children don't call each other by nicknames anymore!" The father scratched his head and smiled: "It's rare that you two are willing to pick me up with Xiao Song. Uncle will send you something. It's a little bit of uncle's kindness!" So my father got off the kang and opened those big and small bags—there were nothing but old work clothes, work gloves, suede work shoes, old leather hats and so on. Father picked out two old leather hats for Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Some were saved by the uncle himself, and some were given by his co-workers. Don't dislike them." Although they are old, although they almost cover their brows and eyes when worn on their heads, they are much better than their own.They were all very happy and even said thank you. Tsui Hark said, "This torn cotton hat of mine should have been thrown away long ago!" Wu Zhenqing said: "Don't throw it away, it would be nice to have your mother cut it into insoles!" The father said, "That's right, I like to hear that. Children of working people should know that things are useful from an early age!" There was a knock on the door. Wang Xiaosong opened the door - Hao Mei was standing outside the door.She was new, with nice braids and a fur scarf, and she looked very pretty. Wang Xiaosong was taken aback. Hao Mei said, "I'm here to pay auntie New Year's greetings." She entered the room, looked at Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Are you guys here too? Then I'll give you New Year greetings too!" There was no place to stay in the house, so she had to stand at the door. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark showed contempt for her, but they were actually ashamed of themselves. Wang Xiaosong also looked unnatural. Mother said: "Xiaomei, come and sit inside!" Hao Mei jumped over the big and small bags and sat on the edge of the kang. Father looked at her in surprise. Hao Mei said, "Is it uncle?" Mother said, "Yes, I just got home." "Happy New Year uncle!" Father said: "Good! Good!" Mother said, "You don't know her?" Father scratched his head again: "I don't remember." Mother said: "I saw her when she was a child!" "Oh... I remembered!" my father said, "Your father and I are still walking together!" The mother curled her lips: "He is a construction engineer, but you are a worker, but you are walking with him!" My father said: "How can it be climbing! Without our construction workers building brick by brick, no matter how clever an engineer is, his drawings are still just a piece of waste paper?" He asked Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark: "Uncle is right? ?” Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark said loudly: "Yes! Yes!" Hao Mei lowered her head in embarrassment. Mother said: "Xiaomei, melon seeds!" She grabbed the melon seeds and wanted to stuff them to her. Hao Mei said, "Auntie, I don't...your house is crowded now, I'll come back later." She got up and ran out. The mother said to the father: "Look at you, what a bad word! The children are kind and righteous, and they come to pay me New Year's greetings every year during the Spring Festival." The father asked strangely: "Did she leave in anger? Am I wrong?" Wang Xiaosong also hurriedly turned around and ran out, shouting at Hao Mei's back: "Hao Mei, don't be angry, my father talks like that." Hao Mei just lowered her head and walked forward. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark also came out, wearing the leather hats Wang Xiaosong's father gave them, and holding their own cotton hats in their hands. Tsui Hark shook the cotton hat in his hand: "We workers have strength! Hey, get to work..." He obviously took pleasure in other people's misfortune and sang it entirely for Hao Mei. Wu Zhenqing punched him: "What are you singing for?" Then he said to himself: "Actually, Hao Mei has always been very friendly to us. It's not as annoying as Zhang Meng. But we often have trouble with others." Wang Xiaosong looked at Hao Mei's disappearing figure in awe...
First night. Wang Xiaosong, Wu Zhenqing, Tsui Hark and a few children played with whips. Some children are holding lanterns, and some children are shaking "didajin" - the fireworks and firecrackers that today's children have are what they dare not expect back then. Children playing lanterns lined up in a long line, singing "Heaven in the Liberated Area" while dancing Yangko. Wang Xiaosong deliberately threw the burning whip at Tsui Hark, which frightened Xu Hark. So Tsui Hark fought back. The little whip landed on Xiao Song. Wang Xiaosong shouted: "I surrender! I surrender! I am wearing new clothes." Wu Zhenqing said: "Let's go to the third wife's house to pay New Year's greetings. I visited and played during the day, and I didn't give the third wife a New Year greeting." Tsui Hark said: "Yes! I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to my third wife. I haven't seen Brother Guangyi since his accident. I miss him a lot." Wu Zhenqing sniffed: "What's the smell?" So all three sniffed, and all smelled something. Wu Zhenqing said to Wang Xiaosong: "Don't move!" After walking around him, he finally found something: "You are wearing clothes!" He immediately rubbed the back of Wang Xiaosong's padded jacket. Tsui Hark grabbed a handful of snow from the ground to help rub it. Wu Zhenqing said, "Okay, okay, it's okay." Wang Xiaosong hurriedly asked, "How is my new padded jacket?" Wu Zhenqing said to Tsui Hark: "It must be because of the little whip you threw on him just now!" Tsui Hark lowered his head. Wang Xiaosong stared at Tsui Hark stupidly for a moment. Tsui Hark said: "Xiao Song, we are good friends, please don't make me pay. I can't afford it!" Wang Xiaosong still stared at Tsui Hark without saying anything. Tsui Hark said, "How about...how about asking my mother to mend it for you, okay?" Wu Zhenqing said: "Your mother is paralyzed on the bed, didn't you make your mother angry again?" Wang Xiaosong said: "Then won't my mother and father be angry? My father brought it back for me thousands of miles away." Wang Xiaosong cried.Tsui Hark also cried. The two good friends couldn't help hugging each other and crying into a ball. Wu Zhenqing said: "Don't cry. What's the use of crying? Come to my house and see if my mother can do anything?"
In Wu Zhenqing's house, who also had nothing to live on, the three children gathered around Wu Zhenqing's mother, watching her mend Wang Xiaosong's jacket stitch by stitch. Mother Wu made up for it very seriously. After mending, Mother Wu took a look at it and said, "The thread is a little lighter than the color of the clothes. Go, get your pen." Wu Zhenqing fetched the pen and handed it to his mother. Mother carefully paints and dyes the line marks with a pen. Mother said: "Yes, Zhinu can only mend like this. Remember, take off your coat as soon as you enter the house, and fold it upside down when you take it off. Don't let your father find out. He will be angry if he finds out." Wang Xiaosong agreed: "Yes." Wu Zhenqing pointed to the wall: "Look, my brother sent back another certificate! This year he won the third class!" On the wall, there are awards in old mirror frames.Below is a small black and white photo of a soldier. Mother said: "Show what? It's just a third-class work." The three children looked at the frame with respectful eyes.
At the door of the third wife's house.The three children met Wang Xiaosong's father.So the four people, young and old, went to the third wife's house to pay New Year's greetings. In the house of the third wife, there are mostly male and female adults.They are all chatting with melon seeds. Wang Xiaosong's father yelled loudly after entering the door: "Hey, almost all of them are here! Third wife, I wish you New Year greetings!" The third wife's old eyes are dim: "Who is it?" Wang Xiaosong said: "Third wife, it's my dad who is back!" The fathers of Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark were also there.They each called Dad and found a place to squat down.Wu Zhenqing's father and Tsui Hark's father got up at the same time and pulled Wang Xiaosong's father over. Wang Xiaosong's father said: "I can't sit down, I haven't kowtow yet!" The third mistress said: "Let's get rid of it!" Her mental outlook is not as good as before. "How can it be avoided. I didn't make it back to kowtow when I was thirty, and I had to make up for it on the first night of the first day. You are the old birthday star of dozens of families here, and it is my pleasure to kowtow to you!" So Pharaoh solemnly knelt down and kowtowed. Under Xu Ke's hint, Wang Xiaosong took the opportunity to take off the padded jacket and hugged him inside out. After Old Wang got up and took his seat, Old Wu said, "Look at you, Xiao Song, how much you know how to cherish new clothes! Our Xiaoqing is not as good as him in this!" Lao Wang looked at his son lovingly: "Have you grown up, you should be sensible!" The third wife said: "Uncle, I heard from his aunt that you are an official now?" "where!" Wang Xiaosong said: "My dad is now the deputy captain of the construction team!" Old Wang hurriedly said: "This child, don't interrupt when the adults are talking, just praise you and you will be presumptuous!" Everyone looked at Lao Wang with admiration. The third wife said, "Then...you have some power after all?" "How to say, it's not good to say that there is no..." "Then...you can't use your power to mobilize your construction team, come back and tear down all the dilapidated houses in our area, and build a few buildings for the neighbors to live in?" Old Wu said: "That's a good thing. I'll be the first to burn incense and kowtow to your brother Wang!" Old Xu said: "Then I will erect a monument for you." Lao Wang scratched his head and lowered his voice: "We don't have such great power." The third mistress didn't hear it and said, "Why don't you talk?" The third wife's son, that is, Guangyi's father, said to the third wife's ear: "Mom, he said he doesn't have that much power." It's getting worse day by day!" Mistress sighed. Old Wang asked, "Why don't you see Guangyi?" Guangyi's mother said: "Hiding in the hut all day long, no one sees him. Lying on his little bed and reading textbooks, I can't wake up from the dream of college. What should I do?" The atmosphere was dull for a while. A man started the conversation: "There is a saying in the old society, masons live in thatched houses, this new society is not the same!" Lao Wang said: "You can't say that. We have only been a country for a few years? We have caught up with this natural disaster. The country wants to show compassion to our people, but it doesn't have the power!" Old Xu said: "Brother, you... probably joined the party, right?" Lao Wang said: "That's not yet. I'm not in a hurry to get in." Old Xu said: "Hearing your tone, it seems that whenever you want to join, just say hello to the party." Lao Wang said: "I haven't greeted the party yet, but the party rushed to greet us and gave me a form. How many words can I write? I can't fill it out by myself, and I am afraid of others The joke...is still under the mattress." The third wife said: "Uncle, you have traveled far and wide, and you are well-informed. You said that this communism—living in high-rise buildings, eating rice and white noodles to fill your stomach, is there a spectrum for such a good life?" Lao Wang said: "Third wife, you don't have to believe anything else, but you must believe in communism!" "How many years do I have to wait? Can I catch up with that day?" "It will only be ten or eight years. It will be realized soon, maybe five years! You must live well. When the time comes, I will bring someone back to build the building where our neighbors live!" So everyone laughed. Wang Xiaosong and the other three children also laughed. Lao Wang stood up and said goodbye: "Third wife, I can't stay longer, let's go first!" Guangyi's mother said: "Yes, big brother, it's hard to come back from a long distance, so go back and make love with your sister-in-law more!" Old Wang said: "Xiao Song, put on your jacket and come home with me. Don't make trouble with the third wife!" He looked at the closed wooden door of the hut, thought for a while, walked over, and said through the door: "Guangyi, you don't even come out to see the uncle, and the uncle doesn't blame you. The pain in your heart, the uncle understands everything." .Remember what Uncle said - a person with one leg has twice as much ambition as a person with two legs, in order to live like a human being!" Everyone lowered their heads. Guangyi's mother wiped her eyes with her dress. Guangyi's father rushed to the door and said loudly, "Did you hear what your uncle said?" It was very quiet in the cabin. The third wife's shriveled lips trembled, and the old man controlled his emotions resolutely, but tears shed from the corners of his eyes. Guangyi's father said, "Guangyi, you have to come out to me today!" The old dynasty waved his hand, shook his head and sighed, and left.
Wang Xiaosong's house at night.The younger siblings breathed in a sweet sleep. In the dark, the parents were talking in low tones—the mother was lying on her back against the wall, her head resting on her arms. "At home, you don't have to worry about it in the future. Tell me about your life there!" said the mother. My father said: "The Northwest is more bitter than the inland areas. The wind and sand in winter are so severe. One of our workers went out to relieve his hands at night, just in time for the wind and sand, and it was dark for a while, so we couldn't find the tent. During the day, he found that he froze to death. It’s only a few tens of meters away from the tent. There’s not even a piece of green vegetables in sight. Our whole team lives on a pot of stinky tofu all winter. There is still a shortage of water. The water we drink is a water cart pulled by a small donkey. It is pumped up from the Yellow River, like yellow mud soup, and it takes several days to cook. In the dry season, the old cow followed our waterwheel, licking the dripping water with his tongue, and followed for dozens of miles. Died of thirst I can't even peel off the hide of the cow. It's because of the lack of water in the cow's body. The meat is as unpalatable as bad wood...Why are you crying?" Mother said: "What else can I cry? I don't want people to love you?" "Oh, how homesick it is sometimes!" "Just homesick?" "Isn't homesick just thinking about the children!" "Then you take the children away..." The mother turned over to the wall. Father said: "I didn't say I missed you at all, really." As the father said, he put one arm around his mother's body. The mother turned around again, and gently pushed away the father's arm. Father said: "You have a white hair, I will pull it out for you." Mother said: "You can see that I have white hair if you are blind?" The father leaned over to the mother. Wang Xiaosong quietly retracted his head into the quilt. daytime. As if preparing to go out to wander, my father carried a rolled bundle on his back. Sitting on the kang, the younger siblings looked at their father with nostalgic eyes. Mother said: "Can't we stay for a few more days?" "No. Twelve days off for back and forth. I'm the vice-captain, and I have to set an example for the workers... No one has to send me off." Wang Xiaosong, who was standing beside his mother, said, "Dad, let me give it off!" The father said without negotiating: "No need." He stroked his head and said: "You are the boss, you have to listen to your mother. In addition to studying hard, you also need to help your mother do more housework and take care of your younger siblings. Your mother Not easy. Mark my words?" Wang Xiaosong nodded: "Well..." Father looked up at mother: "I am back this time, the happiest thing is that the relationship between our neighbors and us is still as good as before. This is very important to us poor people, huh?" Mother nodded in understanding. My father said, "I don't say goodbye from door to door. Say hello to them for me when I'm gone." The father looked at his younger siblings, and finally at Wang Xiaosong. Wang Xiaosong asked: "Father, will you come back to visit the house next year?" "What next year? Once every three years..." His father patted Wang Xiaosong on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the house. It was snowing heavily outside. Wang Xiaosong and his mother supported the door frame and watched their father gradually walk away in the heavy snow.
From winter to spring, the trees are full of attractive elm money. Wang Xiaosong stood outside the "banzhangzi" of someone else's house with his schoolbag on his back, looking up. Someone patted him on the shoulder—he looked back and saw Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark. Tsui Hark looked at Yuqian and said, "When you go to school tomorrow, bring a bamboo pole and a hook." Wu Zhenqing said: "Maybe I won't be able to see it tomorrow." After that, he put his schoolbag on Wang Xiaosong's head, wanting to use his "ban Zhangzi" to collect elm money. Unexpectedly, a ferocious dog barked from inside. Wu Zhenqing was so frightened that he fell from the "banzhangzi" to the ground, was picked up by Wang Xiaosong and Xu Ke and ran away. On the way home, Wu Zhenqing said, "What kind of family is that? Can they afford a dog?" Wang Xiaosong said: "I have inquired about it a long time ago, and I heard that it is a Soviet family." Tsui Hark said: "Is it 'Big Brother''s house? Then we can't take money from other people!" Wu Zhenqing said: "Why is Big Brother not Big Brother! I heard from adults that they have changed their cultivation! They know that we are suffering from a famine, but they still force us to pay our debts! Otherwise, we Chinese would not be so hungry!" "Damn it. Then let's give him a bad day tomorrow!" Suddenly they stopped talking, and they all stared in the same direction—a boy was carrying a bag, and several boys followed up and asked: "Where did you get it?" "At my dad's factory!" "Where is your father's factory?" "It's useless to tell you! You can't get in, there are guards!" "Then...can you share some with us?" The boy quickened his pace. What follows still follows: "Don't give it, don't tell it, we can grab it!" "grab!" So the followers rushed up, snatched the bag from the boy's shoulder, and competed with each other. The boy, desperate to defend his "fruit," was pushed down. Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Don't bully people!" The three good friends ran over when they saw the road was uneven. The "robbers" used their single caps, skirts and pockets to snatch the elm money scattered on the ground. When the three good friends arrived, the "robbers" had disappeared, and elm coins were scattered all over the ground. The boy left crying. Tsui Hark said, "Hey, don't go away! We'll help you hug me." The boy walked on without looking back. Wu Zhenqing said: "Hey, do you want more!" The boy walked away wiping away his tears. The three good friends couldn't help but took off their single hats from their heads and spread them on the ground. They picked up the elm money, and as they picked up, at some point, a pair of skinny old hands also reached out. They raised their heads, and it turned out to be the third wife. Wu Zhenqing said, "Third Mistress, why did you come here?" The third mistress didn't say a word, she just picked up the elm money and put it in the skirt of her clothes - it can be seen that her nerves are a little abnormal... They put all the elm coins in their hats into the skirts of the third wives. Wang Xiaosong and Tsui Hark went home with the third wife by the arm. Tsui Hark walked backwards in front of the third wife, and said, "Third wife, tomorrow we promise to give you a lot of money! That's great!" At night, Wang Xiaosong had a dream, dreaming that he was leading a big wolf dog and patrolling in a elm forest.Trees, elms, and money are fat and green, attractive. Wu Zhenqing and Tsui Hark rode on the branches, eating while masturbating. Some boys and girls went into the woods, and he blocked them—and they showed their papers that said "Permit." Wang Xiaosong took it and looked at it seriously—there were five words "issued by Wang Xiaosong" on it. The children who were allowed walked past one by one with a bow. Hao Mei also came with a basket on her shoulders, and she also wanted to take out her "permit". Wang Xiaosong shook his head and waved his hands reservedly, expressing the meaning of "excuse me". Hao Mei walked past him with a smile. The wolf dog suddenly broke free from the leash, barking and chasing after Hao Mei. Wang Xiaosong yelled and chased the wolf dog. wake up……
第二天，三个好朋友下了学又来到那个苏联“老大哥”的墙外。他们伫立在树下，仰头一望，傻了。一夜之间，树枝上的榆钱儿不但被撸光了，连有些树枝也被折断了——显然是被人从外面干的。 他们互相瞧着，神情沮丧至极。 night.王小嵩在捅炉子，有敲门声。 妹妹拍手：“妈妈下班喽，妈妈下班喽。” 母亲的话音：“慢点儿，抬高脚，好，进门槛了……” 母亲领回一个人。那人站在外屋灯光的黑影中，王小嵩看不清她的面容。但见那人穿着肥大的工作服，脸很黑，像个卸煤的工人。 母亲说：“看，我这家，就是这么个破乱样子。你要不嫌弃呢，你就住下。反正像你这么个大姑娘，总蹲火车站可不是回事儿。” 那人低头未语。 母亲说：“你不说话，就证明你愿意住下了。”兑了盆热水端到外屋：“先洗洗脸！” 母亲脱下工作服，吩咐王小嵩：“把火捅旺，今晚咱们正正规规地做顿晚饭吃！” “大姐，有梳子吗？”是女人的腼腆的声音。 王小嵩扭头一看——母亲领回的竟是位十八九岁的大姑娘！有一张淳朴的、俊秀的、使人信任的脸。 她羞涩地冲王小嵩笑笑。 王小嵩回她一笑，笑得也有些羞涩。 她走入里屋，坐在炕沿一端，从母亲手中接过梳子梳头。 她已将肥大的工作服脱在了外屋，里面穿的是碎花衣，蓝布裤子，脚着扣绊儿鞋，羞羞答答的样子。 王小嵩只顾打量她。 母亲一边动手削萝卜，一边说：“我给你们捡了个小姨，你们喜欢不喜欢？” 弟弟妹妹齐声说：“喜欢！” 母亲说：“那还不赶快叫小姨？” "Auntie!" 母亲说：“听到了么？孩子们喜欢你呢！” 小姨指着王小嵩：“还有这个侄子呢！” 王小嵩说：“小姨。” 母亲端详着小姨：“我现在才看出来，你这么俊！”她又向弟弟妹妹：“妈给你们捡回这个小姨俊不俊啊！” “俊！” 小姨低头笑了。 晚饭后，小姨欲抢着收拾碗筷，母亲拦她：“今天你还算个客，明天就不拿你当外人啦！” 小姨顺从地退到一旁，见王小嵩掉了一颗扣子，说：“来，小姨给你钉上扣子。” 王小嵩走到小姨跟前，小姨从随身带的包袱里翻出针线纽扣顶针，给他钉衣扣…… 他一动不动地站着，看着小姨的手，那是一双多么好看而又灵巧的手呀。 王小嵩心中好像有个声音在说：我愿意有一个小姨，我愿意有这样一个小姨…… 王小嵩和弟弟妹妹已钻入被窝，他们趴在枕上看小姨补弟弟的裤子。 母亲一边展被，一边说：“别补了。脱了睡吧。咱俩盖一床被。” 小姨“嗯”着，却不开始脱衣服。 母亲推了她一把：“听话，快脱。” 小姨扭头瞥了王小嵩和弟弟妹妹一眼，他们正都如同欣赏一张年画似的看着她。 小姨说：“怪难为情的。” 母亲恍然大悟，笑了，喝道：“都给我侧过身去睡！” 小姨刚开始脱衣服，王小嵩和弟弟妹妹们的头，又都忍不住一起扭了过来。 “这些孩子，你们还没看够哇！”母亲拉灭了灯。 王小嵩的母亲从未捡到过什么，小姨是母亲唯一捡到的。她给这一家带来了特殊的亲昵，带来了笑声，带来了清洁，带来了此前从没有过的一种愉悦的时光。 从此以后，王小嵩家变了样——墙壁粉刷过了。窗子明亮了。家具摆放谐调了。该铺什么布罩块什么布的家具铺上罩上了。被子叠得整齐了。弟弟妹妹也干干净净显得可爱了…… 一天，王小嵩一家正吃晚饭，小姨兴冲冲地捧着收音机进了家门。 母亲说：“哪哪都不给修吧？” 小姨说：“修好了！” 母亲说：“怪了，怎么我去修几次，都说太老太旧，不给修呢？” “大姐，我比你嘴甜呀！” 小姨接通电源，按下了开关，收音机里传出歌声。尽管伴着杂音，但还听得过去，唱的是《公社是棵长青藤》。 小姨和全家侧耳聆听，互相望着，都情不自禁地笑。 母亲对小姨说：“快吃饭吧！” 小姨兴奋地说：“待会儿吃。大姐，我家寄东西来了！” “寄的什么？” "you guess." “这么高兴，准是一身新衣服呗！” “大姐你猜错了！是菜籽和花籽。我写信让家里寄来的。”说着，小姨找出一个大纸包，打开来，里面是些小纸包。she says: “这是一包白菜籽儿，这一包是豆角籽儿，这一包是茄子籽儿，这一包是黄瓜籽儿，这一包是倭瓜籽儿……剩下的全是花籽儿！” 母亲说：“可真全，往哪种啊？” 小姨说：“我要把外面那些土堆土坎儿，变成菜地和花圃！” 母亲怀疑地问：“能长么？” “能！” 在小姨的指导下，王小嵩和她改造屋前屋后的土堆土坎。 小姨忽然叫了一声：“哎哟！” 王小嵩问：“小姨，怎么了？” “手上扎刺了……”——她使的铁锨的把，是用带棱的木棍临时充当的。 王小嵩放下自己的锨，走过来，用一种大人对孩子似的口气说：“让我看……” 小姨将一只手伸给他。 王小嵩握着小姨的手指尖儿，看手相的先生似的，细瞧小姨的手：“这儿呢，小刺，我给你拔出来。” 他替小姨拔出了手上的刺，却并未放开小姨的手，赞叹地说：“小姨，你的手……真美！” 小姨笑了：“瞧你说的！干活儿的手，粗粗啦啦的，还美呢！” “那也美！” 小姨抽出手，摸他的脸蛋：“你这么说，是因为你喜欢小姨。” 王小嵩将小姨的手按在自己的面颊上，用面颊亲偎着。 小姨又笑了，又抽出自己的手：“小姨也喜欢你……快干活吧！” 王小嵩一边干活，一边从旁偷望小姨。 小姨干活的姿态、动作，在他看来，仿佛也是那么的美——尤其是，小姨那一条粗而长的大辫子垂在胸前的样子，以及小姨朝背后撩甩辫子的动作，使王小嵩看得有些发呆。 小姨发现了他在看她。 “傻看着小姨干吗呀？” 王小嵩又放下锨走到小姨跟前异常庄重地说：“我告诉你个话儿。” “说吧，小姨听着。” “你蹲下，我对你耳朵说！” 小姨蹲下了。 王小嵩手搂住小姨的脖子，俯耳悄悄说：“小姨，等我长大咱俩结婚吧！” 他说完，放开手，虔诚无比地望着小姨。 小姨也凝眸望着他，一时没听懂他的话似的。 小姨忽然笑起来，笑得不能自已，笑得坐在了地上。 王小嵩呆望着小姨笑，脸色渐变，如同被当面羞辱了似的，眼中一时涌满泪水。 他一转身欲跑开。 小姨一把拽住了他。 小姨笑着说：“怎么，你生我气了呀？” 王小嵩不语，扭头，掉泪。 小姨说：“小姨一定把你的话记在心里，行不？” “那你笑！” “小姨错了。小姨给你赔不是……快快长，好好儿长。小姨等你……等你到你长大那一天！” 她替他抹去腮上的泪。 母亲走来：“这是怎么了？跟你小姨闹别扭了？这孩子！” 小姨说：“没有。小嵩才不跟我闹别扭呢！跟我好着呢！是不是小嵩？” 王小嵩庄重地点头。 母亲参加了劳动——三人有掘坑的，有点种的，有浇水的，干得很默契。 In the evening, at Wang Xiaosong's house.地上放一大盆，盆里的水冒着蒸气。 洗过了澡的弟弟妹妹，趴在被窝里看小人书。 小姨问：“洗得干干净净的，好不好？” "it is good." “以后，小姨每个星期都要给你们洗一次！还要给你们每人买条小手绢儿。淌了鼻涕，再也不许用袖子擦！来……都抹点儿雪花膏。” 小姨给弟弟抹过雪花膏，朝外屋问：“小嵩，你干吗呢？” 小嵩说：“劈柴呢！” “明天再说吧，活也不是一天就能干完的，先进屋来。” 王小嵩进来了。 小姨说：“脱，小姨换了盆新水给你洗！” 王小嵩忸怩不动。 小姨说：“快脱呀！待会儿水凉了！” 王小嵩却去端盆——又哪里能端得动！ 小姨问：“你端盆干什么呀？” “我端到外屋自己洗去。” “毛病！小姨给你洗还害羞呀！” 她替王小嵩脱起衣服来。 脱得赤条精光的王小嵩蹲在大盆里，小姨替他洗后背。 弟弟妹妹，朝他刮脸蛋儿羞他。 他只有佯装不见。 王小嵩的心里说：“是小姨使我们的家变了样，是小姨使我们养成了清洁卫生的习惯，是小姨使我们低矮的屋子变得好像宫殿一样。” 小姨双手捧过王小嵩的脸，往他脸上擦雪花膏。 王小嵩目不转睛地瞧着小姨秀美的脸。 王小嵩的心里仍在说：“小姨，我把那木头做的、涂了墨的驳壳枪，我那十几颗花瓣玻璃球，我积攒的全部的糖纸和烟盒纸，我一切一切宝贵的东西统统都加在一起，也抵不上你——小姨对我们宝贵啊！” 确实，王小嵩家的这个小姨还带给了他们一片绿，带给了他们一个无比美的夏天……王小嵩觉得，他从没度过那么美好的一个夏天。 屋前屋后，这一处土堆上生长着绿油油的蔬菜，那一处土堆上盛开着散紫翻红的鲜花——彩蝶飞舞其间。 王小嵩、吴振庆、徐克在瓜架间相互背课文。 门前空地，母亲和小姨对面坐在小凳上，拆毛线，绕线团；弟弟伏在母亲膝上，妹妹伏在小姨膝上，如一幅家趣图。 徐克一边背课文，一边朝小姨望，背得结结巴巴。 吴振庆说：“你到底能不能背下来？” 徐克说：“我要是也有个小姨就好了！” 王小嵩说：“我的，还不就是你的？” 徐克说：“你小姨就是好！” 火烧云在西天变幻着图案。 月在中天。 如水如银的月辉之下，小姨不知在对母亲讲什么笑话，母亲大笑。 夏虫长吟短唱。
秋天，王小嵩家吃上了自己种的菜，可小姨却从他们家搬到厂里去住了，厂里终于在集体宿舍给她腾出了一张床。 一天深夜，外面风雨交加，雷声不停，闪电透过低矮倾斜的窗格子，在王小嵩家的破屋子里闪耀出一瞬瞬的光亮。王小嵩全家都已躺下了，但还没有入睡。忽然，王小嵩似乎听到了轻轻的拍门声。 王小嵩说：“妈，有人敲门。” 母亲说：“深更半夜的，哪会有人来！” 王小嵩肯定地说：“妈，是敲门声，你听！” 母亲侧耳倾听了一会儿，果然是敲门声。 母亲却不敢下地去开门。 敲门声又响起了。 "Elder sister..." 他们都听出了是小姨的声音。 “快……”母亲一下子坐了起来。 王小嵩迫不及待地跳下去开了门。 小姨默默进屋，像从河里刚被救上来的落水者，衣裤全湿透了，神色木讷、凄然。 母亲问：“怎么不打伞就来了？” 小姨苦笑。 “你……你怎么了？” “大姐，我……没怎么。” 母亲说：“我给你找身衣服换上！”一边找衣服，一边回头疑惑地瞧小姨，见王小嵩在望着小姨发呆，忙吩咐：“还不快给你小姨兑盆热水！” 王小嵩兑了一盆热水端到外屋。 小姨掬一捧水洗脸，她的双手久久未从脸上放下。她分明在无声地哭。 母亲捧着衣服，不安地望着她。 第二天，躺在床上的小姨，见老中医进了门，将身子一翻，面朝墙壁。 母亲说：“你这么拗，我可要生气啦！” 老中医说：“让她把手伸出来就行。” 母亲像哄小孩似的：“听话，把手伸出来。” 小姨的一只手缓缓地从被子底下伸了出来，同时用另只手往上扯扯被角，盖住脸。 老中医为小姨诊脉。 弟弟妹妹从外屋溜进来，凑到床边。 老中医起身，示意母亲单独说话。 老中医跟母亲踱到外屋，母亲将门掩上。 王小嵩将门推开道缝，偷听。 老中医说：“当然，感冒是感冒了……不过……她……她怀孕了。” 母亲说：“可她……她还是大姑娘！” 老中医说：“是呵是呵，女人生小孩前，都是大姑娘。可她确实怀孕了。” 弟弟妹妹在里屋欢呼：“嗯，嗯，小姨要生小孩儿喽！小姨要生小孩儿喽！” 老中医走了。 母亲将王小嵩和