Chapter 30 my nanny

My nurse was also a woman whom I have often missed, and when I thought of her, the dearest details of my childhood came alive before my eyes. The nanny is a country person from our hometown, with big feet, a round face, a pair of smiling eyes (the eyes close into two slits when you smile), dark skin, and a flat nose.I remember that I was very fat when I was young, and people said that I looked like a nanny. I already felt that was not a compliment. After my mother gave birth to me, she was ill and had no milk. My grandfather was anxiously looking for a nanny everywhere. He tried a few times, but none of them were suitable. Finally, she came. It is said that she vomited with her mother-in-law. She was newly dead. I gave birth to a three-month-old daughter, and the milk is very good.

Grandpa said that I laughed as soon as I was in her arms, and fell asleep peacefully after eating milk.The grandfather was very happy and said: "Sister-in-law Hu, you can stay, the honorable official is destined for you." She also stayed happily. There are only two people in the world who call me "Rongguan", one is my grandfather and the other is my nanny.I always remember her saying: "Honored officials, you have to study hard. When you grow up, you will be promoted, become a high-ranking official, earn a lot of money, marry a good wife, and have a lot of children and grandchildren. Whose breasts grew up!" When she said this, I was always playing, and felt that her rough hands touched my neck, which was strange to relieve the itching, and she looked at me with a pair of smiling eyes, so I answered Allowed.Looking back now, except that I have not forgotten "whose milk I grew up with", I have neither become a high-ranking official nor made a lot of money. As for "marrying a good wife", I am afraid it will be a matter of the next life. !

Our whole family, except the servants, love her, and my grandfather doted on her even more because he doted on me.A nurse must eat good food so that her milk will be full; she must wear new clothes so that she can be clean.My father didn't come back often, and when he came back, he saw that I was fat and interesting, and he also thought that this nurse was good.Mother is kind to everyone, and she is extra generous to her.The nanny often told me: "Your mother is a Bodhisattva. There is nothing wrong with being a good person. She cultivated a good husband and a good son. That's the same thing. She is spoiled by this group of servants. They all do evil and seek personal gain. These heartless people, God will open his eyes one day!"

At that time, my mother was in charge of a large family with more than 30 members. The nanny regarded herself as a half-master and loved my mother very much, so she became a person who was feared by ordinary servants.She often took the scale and went to the kitchen to weigh the vegetables and meat bought by the chef. At night, after I fell asleep, she went out to inspect the lights and the door.Her mother often told her politely: "You just take care of the honorable officials, you don't need to worry about these things, why bother to make people hate you." She only smiled at first, and became anxious when she talked too much.I remember one time, she cried and said, "Isn't this all for you! You are a Bodhisattva, and you haven't even spoken aloud. Seeing that all the furniture has been emptied, I can't see it. I just came to help you a little, and you still blame me." She scolded and wiped her tears.Mother smiled instead and said nothing.My father suppressed a smile and said seriously: "We know you are kind, but you don't have to be so anxious when you talk to your wife, 'you', 'me', there is no rule!" I just thought she was quarreling with my mother, so I Hitting her leg hard from behind, she looked back, pulled me up, and walked away with her back.

Strange to say, my anti-Japanese thoughts were cultivated by my nanny. When I was about eight or nine years old, a cousin took me out for shopping and saw a Japanese gourmet restaurant. He said he would treat me to "sukiyaki", and I readily agreed. I took off my shoes and entered the door, the floor was smooth, and the two of us slipped away holding hands, I was already very happy. When it was time to eat, my cousin and I knelt on both sides of the short table, and there were two Japanese maids kneeling up and down. They were covered with strange powder all over their faces and necks, and combed high buns. The smell of oil was compelling.They were in a hurry, seasoned the chicken, tried to persuade us to come in, and kept joking with us.When I came back from dinner, I was very impressed, and I told my nanny every detail as soon as I entered the door.She always likes to listen to my play reports, but this time she opened her eyes wide, with a sullen face, and said: "Your brother is not a good person, just drag you to those places! Next time I go, I will tell your father Hit you!" I was too scared to say any more.After many days, I mentioned it to my mother by chance, but my mother didn't think it was a bad thing, and explained it to the nanny, saying: "Young nephew is not a ridiculous person. The place he took the honored official was a Japanese restaurant; Japanese rules , it’s the maid who sits with the guests.” The nanny turned her head and said, “These shameless people! Ma’am, you don’t come out of the door, you don’t go in the door, how do you know these things! Let me tell you, Dongyang There is no good person: those who run restaurants, run foreign firms, or sell benevolence pills, none of them have good intentions, even their consuls are with them, and they are the thieves. Their restaurant maids are kiln sisters, customers Go to eat once, and go again next time. Foreign companies sell stomach medicine, and you will become addicted once you eat it. The one who sells Rendan is eyeliner. I usually come to our village once, twice, three times. The first time I draw a picture, the second time Let’s check again, and the third time the big board of Rendan was erected. When they were drawing, someone sneaked in from behind and saw where there were trees and where there was a well...all of them were clearly remembered. Remember my words , in the future, if there is no Japanese rebellion here, you can punish me any way you want!" Father listened beside him, nodded again and again, and said:

"What she said makes sense. We will definitely suffer from the Japanese in the future." The nanny was even happier because her father agreed with her, and said, "Isn't it? The master also knows that our few acres of land and that grocery store were not taken by the Japanese forcibly? We went to the Oriental Consul to file a lawsuit." , Our child’s father was so angry when he came back, he cried all night before he died: “Kill the Japanese, kill the Japanese ghosts.” You see, if it wasn’t for… I wouldn’t be…” She blushed with excitement Yes, lips trembling, eyes filled with tears.Mother's eyes were also red.My father stood up and said, "Guan Rong, take the nanny back to the house for a rest." At that time, I only felt angry and ashamed, and when I heard what my father said, I hurriedly dragged her back into the house.I have never heard her say this passage, and when she calmed down, I asked her again.She sighed and touched me and said, "Look how hard my life is. I only gave birth to one daughter, and she is still too young. Because I don't have a son, my mother-in-law cries for her son all day long, and curses me, saying that she No one will avenge my son's revenge in my life. When I got angry, I came out to be a nanny.

I want to nurse the young master of a grown-up family, and in the future, like Xue Rengui, he will cross the sea and conquer the east, gag my mother-in-law, and get angry with my bloody man.You are old..." I quickly put my arms around her neck and said: "Don't worry, when I am old, I will definitely go across the sea to conquer the east, kill the Japanese, and kill the Japanese ghosts! "Tears rolled down her smiling face, she also hugged me tightly, shaking gently, said: "This is my sweet baby!" From then on, I hated the Japanese. Every time my nanny took me to the street, met a Japanese, or passed a Japanese shop, our hands tightened involuntarily.I never buy Japanese toys, nor accept Japanese gifts.A picture of the Russo-Japanese War that my friends gave me, on which I pierced the Japanese flag with a knife.When I grew up, I devoted myself to reading Japanese geography and looking at maps of the East, because I knew that what my nanny expected from me was not only "being a high-ranking official, earning a lot of money, and marrying a good wife", but also "crossing the sea and conquering the East". this thing.

My nanny suffered from asthma and was not used to the climate in the north, so when we moved to Peiping, she didn't go with me.But from my grandfather's letters, I often hear about her. She often visits my grandfather, and sometimes does some short-term labor at his grandfather's place.She herself often invites people to write letters, and each letter asks the honorable official how his homework is and whether he is engaged.I also asked the servants in the north whether they were diligent or not.I also advised my mother to be kind and powerful, and not to indulge them too much.My mother often laughed at me and said, "Your nanny is still taking care of me, even more carefully than your grandfather."

My mother sends her monthly allowances, and when I become financially independent, I will provide for her.When we are at home, we often think of her and mention her, especially during times of national calamity, her hate and tears are always hanging in front of my eyes.In the year when Japan proposed Twenty-One and the May Fourth Movement, when the students were demonstrating, the students were shouting "Down with Japanese imperialism", but I was shouting "Kill the Japanese ghosts" in my heart.As if my nurse was holding my hand, walking with me, shouting with me. Two years before the Anti-Japanese War, a student of mine went to his hometown to do survey work. I asked him to bring a sum of money to my nanny, and asked him to visit and take a photo of her.When the student came back, he brought a letter, a photo, and a 90% gold ring.The nanny in the photo is much older, but her old eyes are still slit into two.The letter contained some words of dissatisfaction with me. She felt that her younger brothers were all married, but I was still single at nearly forty years old, not a filial eldest son.So she sent a ring for my future wife.This ring and a watch my mother gave me are the only valuables I have, and I sometimes wear it, hoping to be an inspiration for "marrying a daughter-in-law"!

After the Anti-Japanese War, life and death changed, and news of the nanny was cut off.Maybe it's dead, but I can't get any information.My hometown fell to the enemy two months ago. I heard that the burning was terrible. I don't know if there was my kind nanny among the many victims.I hope she dies before her homeland falls.Otherwise, she would not have seen her honored official "Cross the Sea and Conquer the East", but caught up with the "Oriental Rebellion". I can't imagine my dear nanny's expression of deep sadness and fury...Rest in peace, this kindness soul.The Anti-Japanese War has entered the stage of victory. The young people of the Chinese nation who are capable of fighting are all your sons. The time to cross the sea and conquer the East is not far away!

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