Chapter 471 Chapter 49 Compassion

My cousin, Sisi, is the fourth daughter of my uncle's family. Sisi is derived from the homonym of "four four".I call her Miss Si. Sister Si went out to work at the age of fifteen, and came back occasionally during the holidays.Every time she came back, she took me and my brother to the small store in the village to buy snacks. Every time she came back, she not only brought me delicious snacks, but also brought some weird stories. She said that the animal she hated the most was the weasel.The five big flower chickens that my aunt worked so hard to raise were all eaten by weasels.Weasels also like to fart.One evening, it came to steal chickens from the chicken coop of the uncle's house, and was just caught by sister Si.Sister Si stepped on the weasel's tail, making it growl.In desperation, it let out a stinky fart, which made Sister Si sneeze for several days.

But Miss Si didn't take revenge on it. Sister Si said that when she saw the weasel trembling with fright, she felt compassion and let her go. Sister Si raised her feet, looked at the weasel's tail that was crushed by her, and even felt that she had done too much.Sister Si looked at the big flower chicken that was dragged all over the ground by the weasel.It was a "big meal" that my aunt prepared to celebrate her birthday.Fifteen years ago in the countryside, you could only eat tender chicken and drink delicious chicken soup on your birthday. "You go, I won't hit you." Sister Si said to the weasel who was still shivering.

That weasel may have been trampled too hard by sister Si, and its tail has lost consciousness.Sister Si raised her foot and it didn't know that it took the opportunity to escape. Sister Si bent down, stroked the weasel's fur, and said, "Don't be so scared, I told you, I won't beat you. You go!" Sister Si said that it is really a greedy weasel.After hearing Sijie's words, it seemed to understand the meaning of the person who stepped on its tail, and slowly got up. It actually didn't go straight away, but walked up to the dead pheasant again, bit the pheasant's neck, and wanted to drag the pheasant away.

It looked at Sister Si with a requesting look, as if to ask for her permission. Sister Si sighed, waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can take it if you want. Anyway, we dare not eat the chicken you have bitten. Let's go, my mother will definitely beat you to death when she finds out later. Grilled to make bacon." A few times before the big flower chicken was eaten by weasels, my aunt said through gritted teeth that once the weasel that stole the chicken was caught, it must be skinned and sold to a wolf brush maker. The dealer; it must be roasted and eaten as chicken during Chinese New Year.

After listening to Sister Lisi's words, the weasel stood up, put its two front paws together, and bowed to her! Miss Si was dumbfounded. Before Miss Si could recover from her surprise, the weasel dragged the big flower chicken and ran away... "The chickens in your house have been eaten by weasels, so they won't come again?" I asked as I rolled my tongue and bit the wild jujube that Sister Si bought for me. If it were me, I would have killed the weasel that was eating.Sister Si is really kind and soft-hearted, a thief is a thief, how can she feel pity for a thief? "No. Since that time, I've seen it often." Sister Si said.At that time, Sister Si was also a young girl with no experience in the world. Although she was inexplicably different from other girls in the same village who did not go out to work, her essence was still the same as those girls in junior high school.Sister Si didn't read many books, and dropped out of school after graduating from elementary school.Uncle's family has four daughters and one son.Uncle and aunt still have a deep-rooted patriarchal idea, so my four cousins ​​did not study much. The youngest cousin did well in elementary school, but after junior high school, it became mediocre, and then he stopped studying after junior high school.This kind of patriarchal thinking was too common in the countryside fifteen years ago, so Sister Si didn't have any complaints.

"I see it often? Why?" Sister Si's answer was beyond my expectation. "I don't know why. But every special time, it will appear. But it doesn't get close to me, it just looks at me from a distance." Sister Si said that from then on, every time she was sad, the weasel would appear, looking at the sad Sister Si with its two eyeballs.Either on a distant hill, or on a tall haystack, or on a window sill in the middle of the night, in short, it doesn't get close to Miss Si. Three years later, when I became Sijie's age, Sijie had already grown into a beautiful big girl.If you don't care about your height, then you can use "slim" to describe Sister Si.Miss Si is not tall enough, she is a little short, but she is more beautiful than the eldest sister and the second sister.

At this time, the matchmaker appeared naturally and lowered the threshold of the uncle's house. But Miss Si refused one by one. At this time, uncle and aunt should have thought that Sister Si may have someone they like outside, but uncle and aunt think that she is nostalgic for the colorful world outside. If she gets married, she can only grow obediently in the countryside. Strip the kids away.They guessed that this was the reason why Sister Si refused to agree. Strange to say, since Sister Si released the weasel that time, the chicken raised by my aunt has never been stolen. In the summer when I was fifteen, sister Si, who was working in the city, came back and said she wanted to help the family harvest rice.But this time when she came back, she didn't make my aunt smile like she used to.

Logically speaking, Sister Si would give the family a small sum of money every time she came back, so Auntie should be smiling.But this time, my aunt always looked fierce to everyone, and she was in a bad mood. When Sister Si took me out to play, she also looked preoccupied, and when she told me stories, she was also sleepy. I heard from my mother that it seemed that Sister Si said something she shouldn't have said to her aunt, and it seemed to be related to Sister Si's lifelong events.Mom said that she heard Sister Si secretly crying in the middle of the night.Among the uncle's four children, my mother also likes sister Si the most.When the mother heard the crying, she got up and wanted to comfort her.

There is only one wall between our house and uncle's house. When Mom walked to the door of Sister Si's room, she was startled by a shadow flying past on the window sill.It's the figure of a weasel! In desperation, my mother picked up a clod and threw it at the weasel.The clod hit the weasel on the back, making it groan.But it turned over and quickly disappeared into the vast night. At this time, Sister Si, who heard the movement, opened the door... "Why are you hitting it?" Sister Si said in a reproachful tone, looking at the direction in which the weasel was fleeing.There were still tears in the corners of her eyes.

Mom patted the ashes on her hands and said: "It often comes to steal chickens. It's a good thing it didn't kill it just now. Why are you crying in the middle of the night? What's on your mind? Tell auntie, don't hold it in your heart." .My family heard it, but if others heard it, they would think that something big happened to our family.”