Xiaotong knew from a very young age that her grandparents didn't like her, and her grandparents only liked to spoil her sister and brother, especially her brother. Hide the jar of white sugar under the mattress at the head of the pit where my brother sleeps, and from time to time reach in and put a little bit in his mouth, and then stir it a few times in his mouth with his tongue. Xiaotong stood at the door, the curtain half on her shoulder, staring at her brother secretly eating sugar. Yes, there was a shortage of food at that time, not to mention non-staple foods and snacks. Xiaotong was about three and a half years old, and her grandparents began to call her a little star, the reason was that when her grandparents bought delicious food and secretly stuffed it to her brother, she always stood in front of her and stared at it, and she didn't scold, just stared at the delicious food. Occasionally, her grandparents would give her a little bit to send her away, most of them couldn't get anything, and they were often pushed out of the door by a pair of big hands. She was also honest, she didn't cry or make trouble, so she ran out to play. When I grew up, whenever I talked about this nickname, adults would smile and recall the partiality of my grandparents when I was a child, and Xiaotong didn't complain, because she knew that in the countryside, it was natural for grandparents to love their eldest grandson, and who let themselves be born late and rank third. At that time, movies such as "Tunnel War" were being shown, and children could watch them in groups behind the white screen. I remember that in a movie, the third child became a traitor, and some friends watched it with ulterior motives, jumping and laughing, and shouting: "The third is a traitor, and the third is a traitor!" made her very depressed for a while. Why did the third child become a traitor in the movie? Why is she the third child, what went wrong, it was really untimely.

Although her grandparents don't hurt, Xiaotong is a smart girl, she knows how to look at people's colors, and when she gets into trouble, she also knows how to hide. One night, when a movie was playing in the village, a group of children of the same age were running around in the movie theater and playing. Xiaotong was very scared, so she got up and ran in the dark, running desperately all the way, her mind was full of shots of the projectionist grabbing her, running home, climbing up the pit, covering her head with a quilt, trembling with fright, and then falling asleep unconsciously. The next day, I didn't dare to ask anything, I looked secretly, and I didn't see anything famous, so I hid this matter in my heart in a daze, and I didn't dare to tell my parents.

ranked third, not only did her grandparents not hurt, but her parents often neglected her, for the simple reason that there was a fourth child below. Mom and Dad love the young, it seems to be a matter of course. The little child seems to understand nothing, but his heart is like a mirror. Occasionally, a little movement will be made to let the adults know that there is a third child named Xiao Eyesight in the family. One evening, Xiaotong was a little tired of playing with his friends, about a little unhappy, and when he returned to his door, he heard the adults talking inside. Xiaotong suddenly felt a little lonely, sitting on the stone at the door and drooping his head. There was still a constant sound of talking, and occasionally the laughter of adults. Xiao Tong stood up, sneaked into a room stacked with grain at the root of the wall, a door panel leaned against the corner of the wall, Xiao Tong bent down to the door panel, curled up and sat down in a daze. She probably wanted to see if the adults would look for her when it got dark, and if they would be mad because they couldn't find her. It was getting darker and darker, and it was about eight or nine o'clock, and it was time for dinner, and the adults suddenly remembered that Grandma was counting as she got up, and where did this little eye-staring ghost go, and she didn't know how to go home if it was dark? Some images keep coming to mind, she jumped into the river, the adults salvaged her little body, crying to death, or, in the end, they couldn't find her, because she was missing, they regretted crying and grabbing the ground. Thinking about it, she almost laughed out loud, and then, too, fell asleep, and woke up lying on the pit. She didn't die, the sun rose as usual, the adults didn't even mention last night's events, they were still busy, they were still short, as if they didn't exist last night, Xiaotong was a little annoyed, and she didn't eat the meal left for her alone until a long time had passed at the time of the meal.

The most thrilling thing in childhood was when Xiaotong fell into the ditch. I don't remember how old I was, but it seems that the younger brother was still being held in the arms of the eldest sister at that time. There is a deep ditch in front of Xiaotong's house, the ditch flows from the mountain all the year round, although it is not crystal clear, but it is still clean, when I was a child, I didn't want to go far away to wash clothes, most of them are here. At that time, the eldest sister should have been in junior high school, and when she got home, she had to take her younger brother who couldn't walk yet, and she often sat on a stone on the edge of the ditch with her little brother, and watched me play with a few friends by the way. That day, there were not many friends, and I vaguely remembered that the little lock of the second uncle's house was chasing Xiaotong with her little lock, chasing after the little lock, shouting, Xiaotong ran and hid, ran and ran There was really nowhere to go, so I ran behind the eldest sister, forgot where there was a ditch, and there was a lot of commotion, screaming, and fell into the ditch like this. Whether it hurts or not, to what extent, Xiaotong doesn't remember, but now there is a faint scar under his lips, and he doesn't seem to be able to see it if he doesn't look carefully. Occasionally, the sisters get together, and when they talk about the past, they always have to talk about it. The pain is no longer remembered, so it has become part of the warm memories of childhood.

When it comes to childhood, Xiaotong's mother's deepest memory is that serious illness. At that time, Xiaotong was already in elementary school, about the first and second grades. Suddenly, Xiao Tong, who loves to play and run, became wilted, it turned out that he had dysentery, more than a dozen times a day, and he didn't have time to go to the toilet, so he could only solve it in the house. One day and night, Xiao Tong's round face suddenly became smaller, and he didn't have any strength to lie on the bed, Xiao Tong felt so light, as if he was about to turn into a bird and fly away. When my mother talked about the danger at that time, she often said that Xiaotong was almost gone. Eventually, her parents took her to the commune's hospital. Because of hospitalization, Xiaotong suddenly became the center of the family, and thus gained some privileges. She was happy to find out that she could have her mother alone when she was sick. Mother took care of her day and night, always bent over to get close to Xiao Tong's face, and asked dotingly: What do you want to eat? Xiao Tong looked at her mother and whispered that it was still the same as yesterday. In fact, after being hospitalized, Xiaotong ate the same meal almost every day, that is, fried green onion mixed with noodle soup, then beat an egg into it, and finally put a little salt. Although there was no taste in anything to eat during the illness, and I often couldn't eat, my mother asked that Xiaotong still had to report such a meal, and my mother brought it like this. Another gain of Xiaotong's hospitalization is to get a lot of coveted good papers. Because of dysentery, I had almost never seen toilet paper at that time, so I could only collect a lot of waste paper and waste books to make paper paper, and even mobilized many relatives. It is conceivable that there are some good papers that have never been seen in the collected waste paper, so Xiaotong picked some of the best and collected them. Later, after being discharged from the hospital, I managed to bind them and made them the best diary when I was a child.

In addition to these privileges, Xiaotong also met a particularly handsome cousin in the hospital. It was a distant cousin, very tall, who liked to laugh, and his smile was particularly bright and moving. At that time, my cousin was an intern in the commune's hospital and was an intern doctor in a white coat. Xiaotong had to get injections every day when he was hospitalized, which was the most difficult time. A needle pricked down, it hurt terribly, and Xiaotong couldn't help screaming. The intern cousin watched and laughed from the side, not only that, but in the years after that, when everyone gathered, he would vividly learn Xiaotong's screams, which provoked Xiaotong to hide elsewhere as soon as he saw him. My cousin later did not become a doctor, but joined the army and went to the army. Later, he returned to the local area and helped a lot when he was employed in Xiaotong. In Xiaotong's heart, although his cousin is not often seen, he is like a father and a brother, and he has always been a benefactor. Of course, hospitalization also left sequelae, that is, a big bump on the buttocks, which was left by the doctor's inexperience when he gave injections, and has been with Xiaotong to this day.

There are still some good memories of childhood, most of which came after I went to elementary school. More than 40 years ago, Xiaotong's hometown was still an idyllic village. Xiaotong, who has just entered elementary school, often gets up early without waiting for his mother to shout, hastily eats some breakfast, and then calls his friends to go to school in the west of the village along the winding path. It was a happy time on the way to school, there were many stars in the sky, the bright moonlight illuminated the winding path, and I was dancing and laughing along the way and holding the hands of my friends, not to mention how happy I was. After school, everyone scattered and ran away. Xiao Tonghui consciously went home and took the basket, and trotted all the way to the wasteland where she had already stepped on the good ground to pull pigweed, thinking of her family's little black Xiangxiang eating pigweed, she couldn't help laughing, and the speed of pulling weeds in her hands also accelerated. I don't feel tired, I don't feel bitter, it seems that I have endless energy.

Speaking of helping the family, Xiaotong's favorite thing is herding cattle. Every time they don't go to school, a few friends lead their own cattle and come to the foot of the mountain with rich weeds. The cows went to graze themselves, and a few of them lay down under the trees chatting and playing. Once, when I was bored, someone suggested a name for the cows that were grazing, and everyone suddenly became interested, and chaos began. At that time, most of the cattle raised by farmers were cows, and almost all of them were yellow in color, but there were slight differences in other aspects such as eyes, legs, and ears, so it was not easy to choose a name. A little friend thought for a long time and shouted: My cow is called Yellow Rose! Another one immediately shouted: My family's name is Xiao Huang. Xiao Tong looked at his cow, his honest big eyes, and his stocky figure, he really couldn't call him a name like "princess", what was it called? Xiaotong raised his hands and shouted: My family's name is the queen. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they laughed again. In short, from then on, the cows of the little friends have their own names. The cattle of the Xiaotong family do have the style of a queen, they have always eaten grass quietly and do not conflict with other cattle, such a good cow is really worthy of the name of the queen.

If you ask Xiaotong, do you have a tendency to fall in love in childhood? Xiaotong was a little confused and didn't know how to answer this question. He also asked himself countless times, is that a puppy love? It was a spring in April, and the edge of the ditch in front of his house was full of acacia flowers, and he could smell the faint fragrance of flowers from home. She came out of the house, followed by their Xiaobai. At a glance, I saw a little boy of two or three years old standing on the edge of the ditch with a small basket next to him. Seeing Xiao Tong come out, the little boy turned around and looked at Xiao Tong with big eyes, a little panicked. Xiaotong's Xiaobai circled around him and wagged his tail, and Xiaotong stepped forward to tease him. Walked up to him, bent down and asked with a smile: "Little child, what are you doing at my door?" He quickly hid his hand behind him, twisted his body and tried to get away from Xiaotong, but because Xiaobai kept spinning in circles, he seemed to have no way to escape. Xiao Tong saw that he was scared, and stopped Xiao Bai while gesturing, and then said to the little boy who was twisting his body, don't be afraid, tell my sister what to do here? The boy's mouth squirmed as if he wanted to say something, and he felt that it was awkward to stand like this, so he made himself stand more comfortable first. When he stood up straight and put his hands in front of his stomach, the words in his mouth never came out. Xiaotong was a little annoyed, so he began to threaten, straddled the basket next to the child on his arm, and continued to ask, "Child, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, I'm going to take this basket away." The little boy seemed to be in a hurry, but still did not speak, but turned his head to the locust tree on the edge of the ditch. Xiao Tong followed his gaze, and there was a boy sitting on the fork of the locust tree full of locust flowers, and what was even worse was that the boy in the flower bush was actually looking at her and the little boy with a smile. After just one glance, Xiaotong recognized that it was her tablemate who had never spoken, and suddenly blushed to the root of her ears, put down the basket in a panic, ran home with a cigarette, and never came out. Since then, the little boy has been firmly fixed in the picture of Xiaotong's childhood. In the blue sky, white clouds are wandering leisurely, and on a flowering locust tree, there is a sunny boy with a smile on his face. I don't remember any other impressions of my elementary school tablemates. Is this real? Or is it Xiaotong's dream? Even Xiaotong is confused. Since leaving the village school and going to study in the town, I have rarely seen him again. Later, I learned through his family that he did not finish junior high school, so he mixed with society early. is relatively capable, saved money to marry a daughter-in-law, gave birth to two babies, and is a man who lives a peaceful and stable life. Thinking of him occasionally, Xiao Tong can't imagine what the boy sitting in the acacia flower will be like now?