Chapter 6 Arctic Village Fairy Tales (6)

The aroma of poached eggs and scallions is tangy.With tears in my grandma's eyes, she stroked my forehead over and over again with hands as rough as a washboard. "Dengzi, Dengzi, get up and eat." It was Grandpa's voice.I sat up with my grandma, took the bowl, and soon, two eggs went into my stomach.The thin noodles were also swallowed. I feel comfortable and relaxed a lot.Put down the bowl, I'm going out.I know, it's noon, and I've slept all night and half a day. "Where are you going?" Grandma grabbed my arm. "Go and play." "No. It's just scary when you have a fever at night!"

"Fever? What did I say?" "You said you became a star, you said you were going to become Jiang, and you said that a grandma gave you something...there are so many." "Did I mention Zhu'er?" "The one who sees the sky is called Zhu'er, must he miss your uncle?" After she finished speaking, she coughed and pulled up her front to wipe her eyes.Grandpa hurriedly walked away with his back bowed. It's fine if you don't lift the pillar.How did he die?I have no idea.I only heard from my uncle.When the grandfather was fighting, the uncle complained, angered the secretary of the commune, and transferred him to a place far away.He was only seventeen years old that year.Did he die there?

Grandpa is so pitiful, his son dare not cry loudly after his death, grandma is even more pitiful, she doesn't even know her son is dead, and she still thinks he is alive, what is going on? "Look at the idiot, he is digging the soil early in the morning and breaking the iron chain, like crazy." Grandma said to me while kneeling on the kang and wiping the kang back and forth with a small rag. I forgot to answer and rushed out of the room quickly. Sure enough, the fool was desperately trying to grab the iron chain.It kicked its legs and jumped like a sprint, and a deep groove was drawn on its neck.It didn't break free, it howled, and rushed forward again like crazy, the iron chain was stretched straight.

"Fool!" Hearing the voice, it trembled violently.Its legs straightened from leaning forward, and the iron chain loosened.It quickly raised its head and looked at me, slumped on the newly turned soil like mud.I jumped over and hugged it.It kept licking my palm with its tongue. "Is it because I'm late that you lose your temper? You're trying to find me when you earn the iron chain?" I asked it, and it stood still, unresponsive.By the time I got up to leave, it was jumping and screaming like crazy. "No, I won't go." I grabbed it by the ears and pushed it to the barrier.It nodded in understanding.

The sun slid westward from the mid-heaven, and the pigs curled their tails and circled after eating.Now, I have to go to see my grandma. "The wasp is good, the wasp is good, the wasp does not sting my little baby. I will give you pollen to eat, and I will give you good pollen. As long as you don't come, you will scare my little baby." The old lady squatted in front of the stove and poked the fire, pouted and sang.Her face was glowing red from the fire, and her deep blue eyes looked so pretty. Steam sizzled from the pot.The white rice soup dripped down the side of the pot and dripped onto her hand holding the fire hook.Startled, she stood up in a panic and went to lift the lid of the pot.I leaned against the door frame and put my little finger in the corner of my mouth.She put in the alkali and stirred the porridge with a spoon like a circle.

"grandmother!" She turned around, threw the spoon aside, stabbed her hands, and wanted to hug me.Seeing me shrinking back, she lowered her hand again and said gently, "Here we are. Have you eaten yet?" "Eat. Poached eggs." I couldn't help but smacked my lips. "When the porridge is cooked, mix it with sugar and drink a bowl of rice soup."