Chapter 10 Nine Grandma and Mother

After coming to Saga, I can only see my mother every year during the summer vacation.My mother was too busy to come during sports days and teaching visit days. One year when the winter vacation was about to begin, I suddenly thought of: "School not only has summer vacation, but also winter vacation and spring vacation. If only I could go back to see my mother during winter vacation like summer vacation." I thought it was a brilliant idea, so I ran to my grandma and said: "Grandma, I also want to go back to Hiroshima this winter vacation." "no." "why?"

"The trains don't run in winter." My heart suddenly became cold, but there was still a glimmer of hope left. "Then go back during spring break?" "That's not OK." "why?" "The driver is busy during spring break." "yes?" It turned out that I could only go to Hiroshima during the summer vacation, and there was a reason.When I thought about it, I gave up. However, once I had the idea of ​​"I want to go back to Hiroshima this winter", it was hard to hold back.I wanted to see the railway to Hiroshima, so I asked a friend to see the train.

"Go straight along this railway, and you will reach Hiroshima." "Oh? Is Hiroshima ahead?" My friend also looked at the railroad tracks that stretched forward infinitely in amazement. Click, click, click, click... At that time, the train came from the other side of the track. "Wow! The train is moving!" This is different from what grandma said! I left my friend and hurried home. "Grandma, the train is running, this winter is different from before." "No way?" "I just saw it." "Ah, that's a van." "No, I waved to the train, and the people on the train waved to me too."

"Hands? Those are domestic animals." Grandma has a hard time dealing with me, right?But she is indeed a grandma who can talk everything you say and she can think fast. Because we only see each other once a year, my mother and I always keep in touch by writing letters.Every time I write "buy me something like X", only half of my wishes will come true, and the other half will always fail.Because of this, I can better understand my mother's hard work and love for me. When my mother wrote a letter, the letter to me and the letter to my grandmother must have arrived at the same time.

That day, the letter from my mother arrived at the same time, and my grandmother and I read the letter in the living room. "Is anyone home?" "Here it is, who is it?" Someone called the door outside, and grandma went out to answer the door.At that time, her letter was spread out there.I didn't mean to peek at all, but I glanced casually anyway. The letter started with "... How is Zhaoguang?" I was glad that my mother wrote about me at the beginning, so read on. "...I was supposed to send 5,000 yuan a month, but this month I can only send 2,000 yuan, which is not enough. Mom, please think of a way."

When grandma came back to the living room, I sat aside pretending to be okay, but I was at a loss inside.Although we are "extraordinarily poor", my mother can only send two thousand yuan this month.I realize that now is not the time to live a life of ease and leisure.I thought about it and decided to eat less. For dinner that day, the side dishes were as usual, only pickled radishes and boiled vegetables.Because there are few dishes, I always eat a full stomach of rice, and the rice bowl is empty in an instant. If it was normal, I would definitely say "have another bowl", but that day I put down the chopsticks and the bowl after eating a bowl.Grandma, who was waiting for me to add another meal, looked surprised.

"What's wrong?" "It's nothing, I'm full." "how come?" "..." "not comfortable?" "No." "Have another bowl?" "I'm full." Grandma looked at me who bowed her head and said nothing, and said as if she had noticed something: "Did you see the letter?" "Ok……" Grandma's expression at that time is still deeply imprinted in my heart.It was an indescribable expression of anger and sadness.I couldn't stand it and ran out of the house.I ran to the edge of the river bank, and the tears I had been suppressing before flowed out in one go.I felt so angry and annoyed, so miserable.

I didn't want to go home and face my grandma. I walked up and down the embankment until it was dark and then quietly returned to my room.Beside the neatly laid pillow, there was a plate covered with a cloth towel.I lifted the cloth towel, and there was a big rice ball on the plate, and a note left by my grandmother, which said: "There is still rice, eat it." I almost shed tears again. When I was having dinner, my grandma pushed open the door. "I'm home?" "Ok." Grandma didn't say anything, just watched me eat the ball quietly. She is a strong person, so she will not shed tears, but at that time her eyes did have a crystal light.

It was the grandma who said with great pride that "ancestors have been poor for generations", and it was the first time I saw her tears. Grandma's maiden name is Mochinaga, and she has been the wet nurse of the Nabeshima feudal family of the lord of Saga Castle for generations. No wonder grandma is so temperamental. I don't know the details, but I only know that my grandmother married my grandfather who runs a bicycle shop.Bicycles were a luxury item at the time, and the grandfather who opened a bicycle shop was considered an outstanding talent.It is considered a good match for the daughter of Chi Yong's family to marry an outstanding talent, but the happy days don't last long.

When my grandfather was fifty-five years old, he left behind his forty-two-year-old grandmother and passed away.After that, my grandmother worked as a cleaner and raised seven children alone. Life is hard, and the grandmother who has nothing has only one treasure to be proud of, which is the large rectangular cabinet engraved with the decoration of the feudal lord's house that she brought when she got married, the kind of thing carried by the servant when the princess is married in the ancient TV series. It was a gift from the previous Nabeshima feudal lord, and it has a long history. Although the pole carrying it has disappeared, it is still a strong and beautiful long cabinet.There was indeed a kimono inside that looked like a princess, and grandma occasionally took it out to dry, and treasured it like a treasure.

Grandma has a wonderful habit. No matter how gorgeous it is, it is just a cabinet after all, but even without special security measures, grandma still keeps cash and other important things in it.The most incomprehensible thing is that she even puts the beer for the guests in it. The first time I saw my grandmother open the aristocratically decorated cabinet saying "have a beer before you go" to the guests, I was taken aback. Grandma doesn't drink beer herself, but whenever guests come, she will open the cap of the beer bottle openly no matter day or night.Perhaps to grandma, beer is an important thing to entertain guests, and her idea is that important things should be put in the treasure chest. I wrote the story of my grandmother earlier, and here I also want to mention my mother. The mother has the taste of grandma, and her temperament is also very good.When I was in fifth grade, she closed the tavern and worked hard at a large Chinese restaurant in Hiroshima, quickly rising to head waiter.She always wears a beautiful kimono when she is working. In the spring of my fifth or sixth grade, my mother came to Saga for a few days. Although I always go to Hiroshima during the summer vacation, my mother has to work every time. We couldn't stay together from morning to night, so this time my mother took a leave of absence to come to Saga, and I stayed with my mother except for school. In fact, I really don't want to go to school, but my mother won't let me.So I always put off going out in the morning until I was almost late, and rushed home as soon as school was over.But I'm not going home alone. "My mother is at home!" I proudly said that I brought a bunch of friends home with me. For others, it is very common for my mother to be at home, but I am happy to show it off.After seeing the mother, the classmates would boast: "Your mother is so beautiful!" I am even more proud. "Mom, I'm back." "I'm home." "I brought friends." "Welcome, there are only Hiroshima steamed buns at home, so eat some if you don't mind." I proudly distributed the "Maple Leaf Mantou" handed to me by my beautiful mother with a smile. Everyone was pleasantly surprised when they saw my beautiful mother who came from Hiroshima City, and the "Maple Leaf Mantou" which was not well-known at the time and was made in the shape of a maple leaf. The day before my mother was going back, because it was rare to see each other, relatives gathered together to enjoy the flowers.There are thirty or forty people in total, including relatives and neighbors. A grand banquet was held under the blooming cherry trees. There was no karaoke, and my mother sang songs a cappella, which won thunderous applause. My aunt was very excited and ran home to get the sanxian.My aunt played the three-stringed lute, my mother sang, and the flower-viewers around looked at us with great interest.Our group started to attract attention, and a flower-viewer approached me and said: "That person is your mother?" "right." "Oh, very well sung, here! Here you are." I was startled, and he stuffed fifty yuan into my hand, which was probably considered a reward.Perhaps because there is no special stage set up, they are embarrassed to throw money directly at the singer himself. After they knew that I was my mother's child, they all stuffed rewards ranging from fifty yuan to one hundred yuan into my hands.Someone even offered sake or beer and said, "Sing one more song!" Mother and aunt were more enthusiastic and kept singing. "Your mother sings so well!" Grandma hadn't even touched a drop of wine, but her cheeks were flushed as if she was drunk, and she was fascinated by her singing mother. As the son of a mother who is both beautiful and can sing, I am proud and happy, and I get a lot of rewards.It was really the best spring that I will never forget. That night, I crawled into the bed without any hesitation, and said to my mother who was sleeping next to me: "Mom, you sing really well." "Thank you, I went to the army with Aunt Kisako when I was in elementary school." "What is a labor force?" "It's just singing folk songs to the soldiers." "It's just a primary school student, so amazing!" "If I hadn't married your father, I would have wanted to be a singer." Mother said, laughing loudly, probably it was not a joke. After I became a mancai teacher (cross talk actor), I took part in activities everywhere. I once took my family to participate in the "Star Family Singing Contest". At that time, my mother was also greatly satisfied.She made three appearances and won singing awards three times. Thinking about it this way, I entered the showbiz, although I did not become a singer, but perhaps it was inherited from my mother. My mother and grandmother are both beautiful, and my brother is also handsome. Am I the only one like my father? It's truly a memory from my father to my mother.