1
I remember clearly that during the anti-right movement in China that shocked the world, my father was persecuted. My father was a revolutionary soldier born and died in the war, and suddenly became a counter-revolutionary right. I suddenly changed from a red second generation to a pup.
My family was driven out of the Gaolanlu villa where they originally lived. The family moved to Shikumen Alley, Chengdu South Road.
The day I moved, I was doing my homework for the first time on the small square stool near the door of this room. The little boy next to me came to me and quietly read my homework: two lambs.
I glanced at him without saying hello. Later, we became good neighbors and friends, and he was in the second grade of elementary school. His name is Ronghua, and he has a sister, a brother and a sister. His mother is the leader of the group of the neighborhood committee, and she is actually the leader who manages the residents of Shikumen.
Because his surname is Wu, everyone calls her "Wu's mother". Ronghua’s father was a tailor and worked in a clothing store after a public-private partnership. His family lives in the gazebo in the middle of the stairs. The ceiling in the middle is the glass roof of the third floor roof balcony. The roof of the east and west rooms was originally a shared balcony, which was later converted into a residence.
Ronghua people are very loyal and honest, without courage. I am the king of children, and the children in the alley soon surrounded me. I often take my children to catch up with the waterwheel on Yan'an Road. I like to climb the plane tree and imitate myself as Sun Wukong. I like painting and crafting. I can make Facebook, swords and guns, and I can play with children.
Not only do I like to play with boys, in fact girls also like to be with me because I can cut paper, this is their favorite gift.
However, neighbor Ronghua was weak and had a high fever after playing with our naughty children. Wu's mother scolded me and told my mother. Of course, in the future, I dare not invite Ronghua to participate in game activities in the alley.
2
In the Shikumen where I lived as a child, there was a very small attic on the third floor, where only a single bed and two chairs could be placed. There is an elderly lady living there. It is said that he is the adoptive mother of the famous actor Joki, so neighbors call her "Joachim good wife" regardless of size. But until now, no neighbors have seen her adoptive actor Jokie.
Qiao Qi's good wife believed in God, and there were some Western oil paintings on the shabby wooden wall. The picture was an incomprehensible portrait of Jesus. Although atheism was promoted at that time, no neighbors reported this old lady.
Qiao Qi's wife must have been beautiful and rich when she was young. Because she loves to smoke, one by one, she is completely a gang of rich people. To my surprise, her ears are particularly frightening. Her earlobe is cracked, and a small meat drop hangs in the cracked earlobe.
It turned out that Qiao Qi likes to wear earrings when she is young. A rogue robber took a fancy to her earrings, seized her earrings when she was not prepared, and tore her auricles. But Jorge's mother-in-law still continued to wear earrings, and as a result, the rogue was robbed of her new earrings, tearing her pinna again. So in the two torn earlobes, the little meat pendant hung.
Qiao Qi's mother-in-law likes my mother very much. They love to talk about women's red and fashion clothes. The mother also cuts and makes clothes for her, and she will give the mother some labor costs.
A pair of embroidered shoes made by Qiao Qi's mother-in-law were made by my mother, but the embroidery pattern on the upper was embroidered by my mother.
Qiao Qi's mother-in-law likes me very much, and always praises my mother for saying that I must have a good future.
Because the three-story small loft in which Qiao Qi’s mother-in-law lives has no windows and is particularly hot in summer, she often sits in my house during the day and chats with her mother.
Qiao Qi good wife loves smoking, this is not a small expense. She said to me, you are smart, can you make cigarette butts into cigarettes? If you can make cigarettes, I will buy the tobacco you make later.
I told my brother about this. My brother used his brain to invent and make a simple cigarette maker.
I started to take my sister to the streets to pick up cigarette butts, and then took home a bag of cigarette butts. I used a simple cigarette maker made by my brother to make cigarettes. The elder brother is very smart. The cigarette machine he made is very useful. Just put the shredded tobacco on the cigarette paper, and then roll the bamboo chopsticks attached to the cloth to roll up the shredded tobacco. I gave my mother the simple and inferior paper cigarettes that my mother used, and my mother used them to exchange money with Qiao Qi.
3
After the introduction of Wu's mother, my mother began to participate in the weaving group organized by the residents' committee, knitting sweaters for others from morning to night. Later, the weaving team received orders to weave scarves for Iraqis. The women in Shikumen and the whole alleys were mobilized, and knitting scarves at home became a source of work and income for residents.
When I came back from school, I helped knit the group to wrap the thread. I made a bamboo spool and wound a strand of yarn with the spool. I can earn two cents. Later, I also learned to knit a scarf.
Wu’s mother was the head of the Shikumenli Resident Group and later became the director of the Stability Maintenance Committee. She used to be the head of a spinning mill workshop, but stayed at home later. Wu's mother often comes to my house, often talks about eating, drinking and playing, and sometimes takes me and my little girl to watch free movies. Nine Star Theatre is just across the alley where I live. The theater plays old movies, so it's cheap. In summer, the theater provides free paper fans. At the end of the movie, paper fans are often taken away by fans.
"There must be hope and confidence. Life is always good. Now our country is still very poor, but all of us are there, you will have your own part." Wu's mother always comforts my mother like this.
Under the threat of hunger, my big brother graduated from elementary school. Just as his brother threw himself into the arms of a book hopefully, poverty lost him the opportunity to learn. The brother happily told his mother to hold the middle school admission notice, but her mother's eyes were filled with sadness. There is no money to support him by going to school at home. He was filled with resentment and sorrow, watching the children in the neighborhood carrying new school bags and wearing beautiful new clothes, one by one entered the gate of the middle school.
One day, my brother and I affixed it together on a sticker on the wall. Then a familiar voice came from behind: "Hey, what are you two doing?"
The soft cry made my eyes turn to the woman's face.
"Mother Wu's family!" I was surprised to see her standing in front of me.
"It's too hot, you..." Brother said.
"Aren't you different? It's better to go out and walk in the house." Wu's mother said, placing my hand on his brother's shoulder affectionately.
"This weather makes it difficult for people to breathe." Wu's mother sighed, the nameless flame on her chest like a blazing sun.
Wu’s mother said to her elder brother: “You must study, you must study. I heard that you dropped out of school, it doesn’t matter, there will always be opportunities to learn in the future. Do you want to go to work? You have no money to study, but you can go to work.”
The sun seemed to be spitting fire, and the room was like a stove. My brother and I couldn't stand the cruel heat wave in the room anymore and walked out of the door helplessly. As soon as I left the house, I felt better. Perhaps, the oppression of this empty and dim house was more depressing than the arrogant sun!
We unknowingly came to Gaolan Road, which had left countless footprints in our childhood, and Gaolan Road, which was usually very deserted, was not even seen in the shadows of the people. Only the dog at the door of the Orthodox Cathedral sticks out its tongue.
Gaolan Road is like what a fairy tale says-with the magician's hand, everything suddenly turned into stubborn stones, there was no grunting wheel sound on the road, bamboo curtains, like hanging eyelids The child covered the church window, and there was a sense of laziness everywhere, like a stubborn stone everywhere, lifeless.
When my brother and I returned home, my mother told my brother:Wu's mother introduced my brother to find a job, let him go to the local housing management apprenticeship, and become a carpenter.
That year my brother was only 14 years old.
Hunger still besieged our family, my mother began to sigh all day long, and her brother was exhausted every day to work home in the twilight.
Brother uses his ten little fingers to fill five hungry mouths, okay? Except for my younger brother and sister, I have been thinking about how I can get the most urgent stuff to fill my stomach like my mother and brother.
4
My 14-year-old brother dropped out of school due to poverty and became a carpenter. I usually take care of my little brother who is taken care of by my big brother. My elder brother is 6 years older than me, and I am 4 years older than my younger brother.
My uncle and aunt visited us. The neighbors said that my younger brother was very beautiful, much like my uncle. My aunt told my mother that my father left Baimaoling Farm and was working in a brick kiln factory in Hefei, Anhui.
My little brother is very obedient and reticent. I told him the story of Sima Guang smashing the water tank, the story of Cao Chong weighing the elephant, and the story of Kong Rongqian letting him eat pears.
Maybe it's because my little brother is so wise and so sensible, he always eats the least. Sometimes the mother will add a bite of rice and vegetables to the younger brother. Once the mother does not pay attention, the younger brother will immediately put the new food added by the mother into the big brother's bowl. Big brother is very kind to his little brother, so I have always been jealous.
When the mother visits her grandfather and grandmother, she often takes her younger brother together. My grandmother's home is on Chengdu North Road, very close to my home, you will cross Yan'an Road.
This time, after the mother took the younger brother to visit the grandfather and grandmother, the younger brother was sick.
Recently, my little brother is very weak. Due to hunger and disease, my little brother became very feverish for a few days, and his mother became depressed. Every night beside my little brother.
My younger brother's condition is getting worse and worse, and neighbor Wu's mother is also working harder to help my family. Sometimes, she comes to my house many times a day. Concerned about my little brother's condition.
"Take children to the hospital, money, our neighbors gathered together to make money, and the residents' committee also gave subsidies. It is important to see a doctor." Mother Wu urged my mother again and again.
Autumn rainy nights are surrounded by gray, wet, cold and breeze. Mother hugs her little brother and sits on the bench of Guangci Hospital.
"Auntie," said the mother, holding her little brother in her arms.
"Auntie." The little brother could not yell, his voice was very soft.
The nurse nodded with a smile, a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, this is a very beautiful girl. White and tender skin is accompanied by a clean white coat, just like Snow White.
The young nurse took a clean syringe from the instrument, gently picked up a sterile cotton ball with clean slender fingers and gently wiped the syringe, then changed to another set of bright and shiny sterile cotton The ball, like the wand of life in the hand of the god of hope, dazzles people.
The young female nurse glanced at my little brother and said to her mother with a smile: "This child is so beautiful!"
The mother nodded, smiling painfully, and then answered.
Yes, the younger brother is very ill and the mother cannot laugh in this environment, but the younger brother does look beautiful. Naturally, as a mother, she likes to praise her children. No wonder mother's smile always has a bitter taste.
Perhaps the female nurse saw her mother's thoughts and convinced her with a smile: "This is a high fever, it doesn't matter, just take some medicine."
When the mother heard the female nurse's words, she turned to her little brother and said, "Listen? This disease can be cured soon. The needle is not hurt. Don't be afraid..."
The Wu mother next to him also helped his mother and rolled up the cuffs for the younger brother.
A little white arm of the younger brother was exposed in the tumbling cuff. The little brother calmly listened to the female nurse gently wiping her arms with a sterile cotton ball, and a surprised expression appeared on her face.
The younger brother has never received an injection. He didn't understand what happened, but he understood what the adults said. After injections and medicines, the disease is all right.
The nurse lifted the syringe and gently pushed the thumb up. A thin potion came out of the tip of the needle, like a fountain in the park. The water drops were thrown into the air and fell quietly. everything's ready. ready.
The female nurse moved her beautiful body and walked gently to the younger brother: "Don't be afraid, bring you light and hope..."
The little brother didn't cry, didn't cry, just twitched weakly, and then stopped talking quietly and silently.
When the young female nurse pulled out the tip of the needle, my little brother suddenly left the world.
Looking at the younger brother’s peacefully sleeping face, the young female nurse still smiled unconsciously and said to her younger brother, "Do not hurt, do not hurt at all..."
The mother gently lowered the cuffs lifted by her brother, and Wu Mamu was already helping her mother to lift up the little blue blouse with a patch on her brother. No one realized that suddenly The sudden changes in life and death that appear in front of your eyes.
It was only when the younger brother’s arms slowly fell down from his mother’s arms, when the mother called him again, and he still closed his eyes, the young female nurse screamed, the voice was so tragic, So that the entire ward was disturbed, causing many people in white coats to surround his younger brother.
An old doctor with glasses opened his brother's dull eyelids with his hand, and then the brother was sent to the emergency room, and it was all over!
The mother tensed her brother's arm tightly, and she refused to let go when she died, just like a mad lioness, yelling and crying miserably Tao!
The doctor told her mother that the child's body would be dissected and that the mother would sign the form.
My mother was numb and lost consciousness. Everything is handled by Wu Jiamu Ma's agent.
A few days later, the hospital arrived. Several staff in white coats took a bucket full of potions and used a sprayer to spray it casually in my house, saying it was disinfected, in order to prevent our brothers and sisters. I contracted the same disease as my brother again.
5
What's wrong with my brother?
Wu Jiamu's mother went to the hospital several times on behalf of her mother, but there was no news. No one could tell. The younger brother's only cause of death is probably the bright potion hidden in the syringe.
A prescription should be a raw road, but in a flash it became a death visa!
The mother is incompetent, she has neither culture nor power, and more sadly, she has no money and no courage to argue.
She understands her situation very well: her husband's sin has made her lose her ability to fight against others. In this way, the mother handed over a living child to another world.
The little life of the six-year-old brother who lived freely disappeared forever. The mother had a total of six children, and now the three children have died.
It didn't take long for her mother to go crazy.
"Ayang, your mother fainted in the vegetable market again!"
Whenever my neighbor told me this news, I flew to my mother. She always rips off her clothes, rolls on the ground, yells, cries, yells, and yells, and good-hearted people use the rotten vegetable skin or melons and the like to desperately spit foamy teeth into her mouth. There was a hard stop and said that she would be sober.
When I hurried to my mother, there were crowds of people watching like monkeys.
However, seeing me coming, those people stared at me with the fear that I would ask them to give money, avoiding me.
I am only two or three steps away from my mother, but I feel painfully that these two or three steps can be turned around the earth ten times. I am afraid of the eyes of these people who are looking for excitement, and I hate these people. Unhappy eyes.
Under the radiation of these eyes, my head can never be lifted. Under these strange eyes, I am like a traumatized little lion in a cage. I really want to pounce and use my claws. , With my teeth, with all my hatred to bite these onlookers.
But my trauma is too heavy, I have no ability, no courage enough to make me resist these eyes.
I can only shake my mother and support her in humiliation and pain under the eyes of everyone. Only when the mother wakes up, relying on the power given by the mother, accompany the mother and leave these horrible and hateful people.
In my dreams, I often see these eyes that make people feel bitter and painful. In order to hide these eyes, I will run desperately, and I will run into a long dark tunnel. This icy tunnel will never end.
In this endless tunnel, only a magical woman holding a torch leads me in the front. This goddess-like woman is Wu Jiamu Ma.
Because when our whole family fell into the most painful dark abyss, she was the only one who still appeared before us. Wu Jiamu Ma often sent us relief money, and also sent us comfort and warmth, and only at this time, I will restrain my unnecessary thoughts, and crawl forward stubbornly along the cold tunnel, I firmly believe that there will always be an end to this icy tunnel, there must be sun, sky, color, heat and light.
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