Chapter 5 chapter Five

In Zhenguan, the lights were turned off at ten o'clock every night, and she slept until five o'clock. When she heard the first rooster crow in the backyard, she would rub her eyes again; it took more than half a month to do so. How did she know that last night she coveted the comics of "Bambi" and stayed awake past twelve o'clock; so when the rooster sang this morning, she was lying on the bed, like a broken machine, unable to move. Until the third round of chicken singing, Zhen Guanqiang opened his eyes to see that it was already five o'clock. She grabbed the face towel and had to come out to wash her face with water; when she got up on weekdays, the stars and moonlight could still be seen in the sky.

It's really late today, the eastern sky is already as white as a fish's belly, although there are moon mothers and stars, but in contrast, it's just a paper-cut of white mist. There was a slight sound of lights and water under the stove, and the bride of Yincheng had naturally gotten up to wash and cook. Zhenguan went around to the backyard, only to see the back door was open; even grandpa, uncle and others had already patrolled the fish farm to see the sea. She suddenly remembered: the scene of the fish farm under the cover of fresh fog in the morning seen many years ago. Zhen Guan flashed out the door and left, she wanted to go see it again!

"Auntie—" The bride arrived at some time, Yi chased to the door and called Zhenguan, "The porridge is ready, Auntie has a bowl before going!" Zhenguan stopped and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law help me put a bowl for it to cool down, I'll turn it around, and I'll be back at any time." Go straight along the small path at the back door, and you will find a large wholesaler selling boiled grass jelly.In one summer, they can sell three or four thousand barrels of jelly jelly; every time Zhenguan walks by, he can smell the hot, boiling jelly jelly from afar.

Once past the front door of the Xiancao family, they stepped onto the path to Hougang Bay; the family piled the burned chaff and rice husks in the alley outside the door, like a hill; two old women in black He was cleaning the urinal and talking non-stop. Zhenguan had already passed by them, but suddenly she had a whim, and she turned around again; let's first listen to the early morning news: "It is said that he took more than a hundred dragon silver from his parents in the middle of the night. Where are you going?" "It's true that the mullet is beheaded! The mullet is cut into pieces! You are only seventeen years old, so careless and daring!"

"Yeah! Before the hairy arrow was fired, it was already drunk, bitch, do you remember last winter? He and the daughter of the Wang family were both found by the winter patrol in the straw pile of the pigsty." "Yaoshouzi, Yaoshouzi!" "Those who cling to Shi's family now are also pregnant; alas, the ancients said it is true; if you make friends with good people, you will be entangled with cloth, and if you make friends with bad people, you will have children..." "A young boy, a young boy who dies at a young age, dead by the roadside, covered with a dustpan, rolled up a straw mat, taught to make a bad boy, no one will cry when he dies!"

... Zhen Guan walked away disconsolately; he thought there was some legendary event, but after listening to it for a long time, it turned out that it belonged to his third uncle's family. The third uncle has two sons, and the two elders have always favored the younger son and the younger daughter-in-law, who knows that the younger cousin is very competitive and resistant, and said that she was arguing to separate the family soon after she started. After moving out these years, there is no other news, but I hear her angry about her children from time to time. She gave birth to three daughters and a boy, that baby Pinghui, who was disobedient and caused troubles since she was a child, and her little cousin was really angry and sick all these years because of him—a good mood was all disturbed at once; Zhenguan felt that It was boring, so I had to follow the path back.

There was no porridge waiting to cool on Shenshouzai's table; Zhenguan waited to find the dining room, but saw Yinchan coming out of the dining room. "No need to look for it, the porridge has been cold for a long time, my sister-in-law told me to eat it first!" Zhen Guan laughed at her and said: "It's raining red, you just woke up so early today!" Yinchan laughed and said: "I can't help it. I was woken up before the sky was light and the dog was barking. Pinghui took something from the house, and the little aunt chased him to beat him. The mother and son had another quarrel at the uncle's house." Come on -"

Before the words were finished, there was an angry scolding sound from the front house, and Zhenguan could hear the voice of the little cousin: "If you don't take my life, you are not willing to take it away. I will live forever. Gaizi, you don't know how to dance!" Everyone persuaded in unison: "The job has been missed, and the mistake has been made; even if you beat him to death now, it will be useless!" The little cousin burst into tears and confessed: "It's not that I'm undisciplined; I'm: I'm determined to beat him to death, and I'm not afraid of hurting him!"

After arguing for a long time, Ping Hui was finally escorted back by his father, but her grandmother left her little cousin alone: ​​"Come and sit in my room, my grandmother has something to say to you." Zhen Guan followed and led her grandma, the three of them went into the inner room, her grandma called her again: "Go under the stove to see if there is anything to eat, it's midnight until dawn, your grandma probably hasn't eaten yet! " The little cousin's eyes turned red: "Grandmother, how can I swallow it?" When Zhenguan brought food from the kitchen and turned back into the room, she saw her little cousin sitting on the edge of the bed, complaining about her own experience: "In my previous life, I didn't know what to do to kill people and set fires, but in this life I gave out this debt collector to pay for it." account!"

Zhenguan silently served porridge for Yi, and brought it to her face again; she heard her grandma persuade: "A silk, people said in ancient times: there is no cure for a bad wife and a bad son—" Before the words were finished, two lines of tears flowed down from my little cousin's sister-in-law. Zhen Guan thinks: Yi is probably ashamed and ashamed, although Grandma didn't mean to say Yi, but it's clear in front of her eyes, isn't the little cousin herself a real evil wife?She ordered the men to divide the family wealth, break up the family, abandon their parents, and lose their brothers;

Why do you say that there is no cure for a wicked wife and rebellious son? No matter how shrewd and experienced a person is, how he manages the affairs of the society, if he encounters a wicked wife and son, he will be helpless, because they are related to themselves. They are really separated from themselves—her grandmother saw this and said: "Mother-in-law didn't mean to talk about you, you are also a coincidence, grandma persuaded people to the end today, just say all the bad things--" The little cousin cried: "Mother-in-law, don't buy it as agreed——I know——" "That's right—" Her grandma took her little cousin's hand and said, "Ah Siu, people have two ways, and you have to think about going back and forth; you still understand people after all! I want to see how you raised Pinghui when he was young." ?” "..." The little cousin was speechless. The old man also said: "How much energy and effort does it take to raise a son? Let's not talk about the ten months of pregnancy, but just the one or twenty years between birth and adulthood, just let it go. If you have any ideas Burning lung heat, catching cold and wind cold, worrying, stripping the abdomen, you are also here—” "..." "Today, if Ping Hui grows up and takes his wife and children to live outside, and don't talk to you about it, what do you think, A Silk?" "—" The little cousin burst into tears suddenly, her grandma patted Yi on the shoulder, and persuaded: "It's really a last resort to go to other places to make a living and find a way. Now you are in the village together, and your parents are still alive. , I can’t go on—” The little cousin cried more and more sadly; Zhenguan had no choice but to find a towel to wipe her tears.After a while, Yi stopped crying and sighed: "Grandmother, I made a mistake——" As he spoke, he choked up again.Her grandma persuaded: "Do you know, you are really clever; don't think about it any more, go to your mother-in-law after lunch here, I still love you—" The little cousin bowed her head and said, "Grandmother, are you taking me there to accompany my mother... I plan to go back and organize things, and move back sometime—" Her grandma squinted her eyes with joy and said with a smile: "A silk, grandma is so happy, you really know the past and the future; once upon a time, when I was a daughter-in-law, Pinghui's great ancestor said a word - filial piety has its disadvantages, even if Even if you have sons, you can't be expensive; filial sons and grandsons are also obtained from yourself-you have been kind to the two old people over there from now on, and the sky is not bad!" The little cousin thought about it and asked again: "But, mother-in-law, what about Pinghui? I really don't know how to take care of him? People say--petting a pig and raising a stove, a petting son is not filial--I didn't try to spoil him. Now, But it made me sick with anger—” "Qi Zi Qi Wu Ying—" Her grandma smiled and said: "Father and mother, it is false to say that you are angry with your children and grandchildren. You will not be angry for long; as long as you are well, your son will be fine. Those who enjoy the blessings of their children and grandchildren, how can they be angry?" There are only three or five days left before the exam date, and the people in Zhenguan still look the same, neither as important, but it can't be said that she doesn't care, even she herself can't tell how true it is. During these times, the whole family treats her endlessly, knowing that she loves to eat "rice moss", and it can be made in three or two days, sweet and salty... There is also a kind of lotus root powder, which is made by Yincheng Yue's family. The food is not a commodity, it is a pure food that cannot be bought outside, and the bride brings it occasionally when she goes back, so she knows that there is such a delicious food in the world. Generally...every time Zhenguan eats it, he will feel as cool as a lotus bud, and the summer outside is not to be feared. The sisters knew that she had private vegetables, so they liked to squeeze into "Shoushouzi" for dinner after get off work. After a long time, "Shoushouzi" became a place to eat private vegetables; the bride even picked the loofahs that had just grown in the back garden, Make soup for them. At dusk that day, in the "Shoushou Boy", benches and short stools were lined up, and everyone was holding a bowl of sweet potato porridge. Before we could start talking, we saw Yincheng come in: "Okay! If there is anything delicious, hide it all." Come here?" All the sisters squeezed out a chair for them to sit on, but Yincheng just smiled and said, "Someone who is married by someone else will take care of her husband, why does she only know how to curry favor with you?" Yinchan replied: "Have you never heard of 'Little Guzai Wang'?" Yincheng laughed even more: "No, tell me—" Yinchan said: "When a daughter is going to marry and leave the house, mothers always give instructions like this-go to the mountains to listen to the birds, and go to the house to see people's faces; to be a daughter-in-law, you must know how to advance and retreat; Use your chopsticks first - so, how can sister-in-law take care of you?" Yincheng pretended to be serious: "In this case, you are your king, and I will discuss with Yi after seeing my mother-in-law!" When Yinyue heard about it, she blamed Yinchan and said, "Look at you—" On the other hand, he said Yincheng: "Listen to her! Sister-in-law is not good enough for you? You are not greedy enough, what else do you want?" Before Yincheng could speak, Yinchan first smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, he's just talking about it; people—even though they hate it, their heart and soul are connected—" "Whose hearts are connected?" Everyone heard the sound and looked up, but it was a woman who lived in the back alley, looking out at the door. "Sister-in-law Ateng, come and sit down!" "Forget it—" The woman was polite, and only waved to Yinyue: "Come out, I have something to tell you!" Yinyue had to go outside, the two whispered for a long time, and only came back to sit down after the woman left. Zhenguan had already noticed that Yincheng's face was a little strange. At this moment, he heard him ask: "What's the matter?" "—" Yinyue paused for a while before saying: "Yidao—A Qibo from Houxiang Road...stolen our vegetables—" Yincheng changed his face and said: "Bad melons have many seeds, and bad people talk a lot; don't listen to Yi's words—" After finishing speaking, the bride just came in; seeing Yincheng, he turned to his wife and said: "In the future, you should be more careful and close the back door at any time, and don't let these women in; If there are so many girls in the family, she will teach her badly—" The bride was silent, but all the sisters retorted in unison: "If I want to come in, I can go anywhere; if my sister-in-law closes the door, I can still call the door—" "Don't open the door for her even if you ask!" Everyone said: "Where is there such an unreasonable person?! Besides, we are not people without ideas. What is not easy to learn, we have to learn from Iraq... You, don't talk nonsense about us!" "..." Although the sisters protested with their mouths, they still knew in their hearts that Yincheng was for everyone's good; because Mrs. Ateng's behavior was not good enough to learn from, and she should be warned. After the meal, everyone had their own business and left, leaving Zhenguan to sit quietly at the table and think; her emotions today are really unprecedented. She saw Aqibo picking melons with her own eyes; this morning, on a sudden whim, she accompanied her grandfather to patrol the fish farm. Bo was cutting under the shed with a kitchen knife—the melon pickers didn't notice them, because both grandparents and grandchildren ducked behind the door.Zhenguan was really stunned at the time, because in that case, is it going forward?Or back off?She couldn't make a quick choice—however, this kind of hesitation only lasted a few seconds, and she was immediately pulled behind the door by her grandfather. Just as she was holding her breath, the old man took her out of the alley and walked to Qian Street Come. When the Zhenguan man reached the main road, he gradually understood: Grandpa hid that man's heart even more than the man who picked melons did! Zhenguan thinks he understands his grandfather's tolerance: he is afraid of the embarrassment that Aqibo will encounter with him at the moment. However, besides this, he should have another deep meaning, which she has not yet understood; because the old man said: People of their generation are--do not be thieves when they are poor, and do not complain when they die . Grandfather and grandson, after returning home from the front door, Uncle Aqi had already left; when Zhenguan was returning to "Shoushouzi", Grandpa stopped and asked her, "Are you still thinking about that?" "Well, Grandpa—" "Don't think about it anymore! There is nothing you can't figure out; he is actually right, you should be able to think about it." "..." "Also—remember! Don't tell anyone about—" "I know—Pop." ——At that time, she nodded her head without any opinion; but at this moment, Zhenguan thought again about the face of the woman in the back alley who told the truth, and the look on her face when she was admonishing herself with her grandpa, and she suddenly understood another meaning of being a human being... Zhen Guan sat upright, and took out the diary that was side by side with the books on the desk, and she wanted to write it all down. Greed is of course bad, but being poor is not wrong in itself; grandpa doesn’t think Aqibo is wrong, apart from pity, he knows that he doesn’t have it—a family of ten, if there is food, there will be no food, and if there is food, there will be no food; People who dry salt depend on the sky for their food, and when it rains, their hearts are also soaked in bitter water... She should remember that no matter she becomes a mother or grandmother in the future, she will do the same and tell it to her children and grandchildren from generation to generation, so that they can know how generous and generous the ancestors were in life and conduct! At the same time, Zhenguan remembered a line of text in the "Historical Records" Zhou Benji: "Keep honesty and loyalty, honor the virtues of the world, and never be inferior to the predecessors."