Chapter 13 Aunt Lan

Aunt Lan has lived in our house for a week, and her voice and laughter are everywhere in the house.Dad went to work, and Mom went to Guang'an Market to buy vegetables, and she and Song Mom were talking and laughing.She scolded the old uncle of the Shi family enough, first talking about Uncle Shi's old appearance, then talking about his stinginess, his meanness, and his inhumanity, and then she whispered something to Song's mother, and they laughed loudly Yes, the nurse was so happy that she burst into tears. Aunt Lan has a round and flat face with a neat row of white teeth. I like her gold-inlaid tooth on the left the most.There is also a dimple in the left mouth, which swirls with the laughter.

Her braided bun is much more playful than Mom’s ingot bun. Watch her twist her hair into two strands, and then twist it into a bun. A row of jasmine flowers is always quiet, lying half bent beside the bun.She is dressed lightly, with the linen handkerchief tucked on the right breast, like a white chrysanthemum sticking there.Sitting in a rickshaw with Aunt Lan was very comfortable. She put her arms around me and said, "Lean in, lean in." Unlike my mother, she always had a big belly in her black floral skirt.I rode in a foreign car with my mother, and her big belly made me uncomfortable, and she said straight up: "Don't squeeze me!" Now my mother is pregnant again and is about to give birth to her sixth child.With Aunt Lan, Mom is not lonely when doing housework. She and Mom have endless things to talk about. Nanny and Mama Zhang like to come and listen. Looking up at Aunt Lan's expressive face.She asked her mother, "Mrs. Lin, how old is Yingzi when you gave birth?"

"Sixteen," said Ma. Aunt Lan smiled: "I'm only sixteen when I'm happy." "What fun?" I asked anxiously. "Kids, don't interrupt me!" Mom scolded me, and said to Aunt Lan: "Be careful when talking in front of children, Yingzi is a ghost, she will go out and talk nonsense." Aunt Lan sighed: "I was brought to Beijing from Suzhou when I was fourteen. What a (referring to Kaihuai) when I was sixteen. I met a lot of people in four years. At the age of twenty, I still followed this old ghost Shi Da..." "Brother Shi, how old is this year?" Mom interrupted and asked.

"Don't care how old he is! Sixty, seventy, eighty, he's old anyway, very old!" "I remember he was in his sixties or sixties?" Mom continued to ask. "He," Aunt Lan laughed, and looked at me: "It's about the same age as Yingzi, minus a week, and he's only eight years old!" "You have been with him for five years. Aren't you twenty-five years old this year?" "Don't look at him at sixty-eight years old, he's tough! If I go on, I can't survive him. Their family treats me alone. I still have five years to live! I don't want to bury my young life in their Home. However, the world is vast, so what should I do when I come out? I have no relatives, but there is a mother in Suzhou who sold me when I was three years old. I don’t remember which street she lives in. Terrible! I remember that there was an oil lamp in that room, illuminating my elder brother who was lying on the bed. He was sick, and my mother sat by the bed and cried. It must be because of this illness that my elder brother sold me! Thinking about it, it seems like a dream. Yes, I don't know if it's just my imagination, or it's true..." Aunt Lan said, with tears in her eyes, maybe she didn't want to cry, and she forced a smile on her mouth.

Mom can't speak, she is clumsy, and she doesn't try to persuade Aunt Lan.I thought of how I broke down with my mother in the crowd when I watched the Fa-burning boat in Beihai in July and a half last year, and cried so anxiously. How can a person live without a mother?I lost my mother when I was three years old, and I wanted to cry too. I said: "Aunt Lan, just stay at our house. My father likes to keep people to stay. There are quite a few vacant rooms!" "Good boy, kind-hearted, finish your studies tomorrow and become the headmistress, don't marry, there are no good men in the world! If your parents are willing, I will live with your family for the rest of my life, let me worship your mother as my sister, ask Is she willing?" Aunt Lan said with a smile. "Is Mom willing?" I really asked.

"Yes!" Mom's voice seemed to have been soaked in vinegar, why is it so sour! I'm very happy if Aunt Lan can stay in our house for a long time.Why did she also say that I want to be the headmistress?Once, I was standing by the character testing booth on the opposite side of the street to watch the excitement. The man who tested the characters suddenly pulled out a folding fan from his back collar, pointed at me and said to the fortune-tellers: "See? This little girl is going to catch up tomorrow." Being able to be the headmistress, her nose is tall and straight, she has big ideas! She is masculine." Aunt Lan's words, Mr. Word Tester's words, made people feel very comfortable, and made me feel that I am very great.

Dad was also kind to Aunt Lan. That day I followed my parents to Ruifuxiang to buy clothes. After my mother happily selected some clothes for me and my brothers and sisters, my father suddenly said to me: "Yingzi, you can choose another one." This is for Aunt Lan, do you know what color she likes?" "I know, I know," I was very excited, "she likes an egg blue Indian silk with a black border and a white bud..." I said happily, and when I turned around and saw the sitting Mom by the glass cabinet, Mom was frowning and staring at me.The clerk had already brought several pieces of silk, both dark and light, and Dad picked out the lightest one, handed it to Mom humbly, and said:

"Look at the material, is it okay? Is it real silk?" Ma tensed her face, grabbed the end of the cloth, and clenched her hands tightly, as if trying to squeeze someone to death.The hand was loosened, and the ball of silk was slowly unraveled, full of crepes. Ma said: "Buy it if you like it, I don't understand!" I really don't understand why Mom suddenly got angry with Dad, until one day, in the smoky opium smoke, I also smelled something wrong with the smell. Uncle Hu, who made Jiuliu government bonds, often came to my house to play cards. He had a set of smoking sets in our house, and my father sometimes lay there to play with Uncle Hu.

Aunt Lan is very good at burning cigarettes, because Uncle Shi also smokes opium.It's time to have dinner. Dad and Aunt Lan are lying on the bed, facing each other. They are resting on the embroidered pillow with lotus leaves. On it is the zipper peony flower embroidered by Mom. I like the smoking set in the middle. It looks like what Dad gave me from Japan. A box of toys brought back.There was a small smoke lamp in the copper smoke tray, with greenish-yellow flames emitting. Aunt Lan picked out a pinch of smoke paste from a coin-shaped silver box with a silver stick, and burned it on the lamp. The ground sounded, and then the smoke was rolled on her red palm, and it was burned back and forth like this. After it was burned, it was inserted into the bong, and the silver stick was pulled out, and there was a small hole in the middle.The pipe was handed to Dad, and Dad sucked his mouth and smoked ■■ (upper "hole", lower "pawn") towards the light.I sat on the small bench and looked at Aunt Lan's hands in a daze, that way of burning cigarettes was really skillful.Suddenly, in the mist and clouds, Aunt Lan's hand was grabbed by Dad, who said: "You are a cinnabar hand, so you are lucky!"

Aunt Lan slapped Dad's hand with her other hand, then withdrew her hand and stared at Dad with a smile: "Don't mess around! Didn't you see the child?" Dad might have really forgotten that I was in the house, he raised his head sideways, and smiled at me unnaturally, that face of Dad!I had a cold war, and for some reason, I immediately thought of my mother.I stood up, lifted the curtain, walked out of the bedroom, and ran to the kitchen in the outer yard.I don't know why I am looking for my mother at this time.When I ran to the kitchen, I yelled: "Mom!" Leaning against the door frame with my hands behind my back.

Mom stood in front of the big stove, her head was covered with sweat, her face was flushed, her belly was too big, and it was sticking out, as if she was going to give it to someone else!The oil in the pot was hot and smoking, she poured the vegetables into the pot, and then she turned around and asked me impatiently, "Why?"She was anxious, and urged me again: "Speak up!" I was forced to find something to say, and seeing her knocking on the bottom of the pot with a shovel and putting the fried vegetables on the plate, the technique was skillful, so I could only say: "I'm hungry, Mom." Ma had no idea how much I felt sorry for her, she just scolded me: "What are you in a hurry for? Are you going to die after eating?" She raised the spatula to chase me away. "Go, go, it's very hot, don't make trouble here!" In my tearful eyes, the image of my mother was blurred, and I finally cried out with a "wow".Mother Song pulled me out of the kitchen, what did she say? "I don't know how to feel sorry for your mother. It's such a hot day with such a big belly!" I jumped on tiptoe and cried. Aunt Lan also ran out from the courtyard, she said: "Didn't it be fine just now? Why is kung fu messing up again in the kitchen!" Ma said, "Go get her daddy to beat her up!" It was getting dark, and I was surrounded by the women at home. The more they told me to eat, the sadder I became; the more they said I was ignorant, the more I cried. In the chaos, I suddenly saw a white shadow passing by me. It was Uncle Dexian who hadn't seen me for a long time. He didn't even look at me, and walked straight to the inner courtyard.Looking at the back of his fluffy white silk gown, I gritted my teeth, hating everyone in front of me, including Uncle Dexian.