Qin Yin is ready to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Two days before the Spring Festival, every household in the countryside was preparing for the New Year, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Some children herd cattle and cut grass to store cattle food for the New Year, while some children carried some Eight Immortal tables, benches, tea sets, pots and pans to the stream to wash and choose an open place to dry. The adults picked some green vegetables, and some went to the stream to kill chickens, ducks, and geese.

Qin Yin looked at the empty ground full of things to dry, and there was no place to play games, and a sense of loss arose. But it was soon replaced by the joy of the coming New Year.

Qin Yin likes the Spring Festival the most. The Spring Festival is the most joyful festival for rural children. In those days, not only did I not have to work, but I could also eat a meal that was not gruel, and although I could not enjoy it to the fullest, I also had some meat from chickens and ducks raised at home. Some guests come to the house, and they can buy some snacks at the village commissary by giving them a cent, five cents, or one, two, or five cents. There are also movies in some places around the county, and if you can watch a movie, it is already the most beautiful enjoyment of the year.

Qinyin is a little older and can go to the county seat to watch movies, while those children who are five, six, or seven years old are often left at home because they are too young for parents to worry about accidents and trouble. Qin Yin followed a group of adults in the village, in groups, flashlights, walked four or five miles, and when they arrived at the place where the movie was shown, it was crowded. In "The White-Haired Girl" that day, many women were deeply infected, and many people secretly sobbed under the screen for the tragic experience of the heroine "The White-Haired Girl".

The next day, Qin Yin told the story of the movie "The White-Haired Girl" to the children who did not go to the movie, and the protagonist of the movie, the white-haired girl, became the most talked about topic among the villagers, women and children, and even became a mantra. When the children saw Qinyin, they all took her hand affectionately, begging her to tell the story of the white-haired girl again.

The joy of the Spring Festival is always short-lived, and the long one is the hardships of life.

In the free days of the Spring Festival, Qin Yin was also looking back on his youth with relish, and his eyes were full of subtle tears whenever he was emotional.

Today's children may never be able to feel the dream complex of the children of that time, and the children of that time may not think of another dream picture of today's children.

On the outskirts of this remote county, many people have never left their hometowns since they were born, and have traveled the farthest places to the surrounding fields and forests, and have done the most things to farm, chop firewood, and herd cattle. The small mountain village is on the mountainside, and you can see other villages only by walking one or two miles of rugged mountain roads, and then you can see the outline of the county seat after walking two or three miles of rugged mountain roads. Everything you need is on foot, shoulder-to-shoulder. The water is the flowing water of the mountain stream, and every time there is a mountain flood, the stream is turbid, and it will take several days for clear water.

When the sound of the piano is smaller, the adults are too busy, so they gather the children to play in the open space of the field. At that time, she saw the scene of the production team plowing the fields, people lined up in a long line, carrying the burden of planting seedlings, a unified team, a unified farm work, it was magnificent. After the harvest, the villagers gathered in one place, using large scales, to divide the grain according to the family unit.

At that time, the family was very poor. Qin Yin remembered that her mother once gathered the children in the family and said solemnly: "In the past, the family could receive some relief rice, but now there is no more." Be sensible, and don't say you're hungry in front of your grandparents, lest they be sad. Since then, the family has relied on a type of root called "monkey head" to survive. I also forgot how long this kind of life passed, in short, there was a period of time.

Speaking of poverty, the small village is indeed poor, most of the huts are empty. Where the rice is cooked, a pot is set up in the corner of the house, and the walls are black and shiny for a long time. The sleeping place is a bed with wooden planks against the wall, and some families are crowded on this Zhang Qing. In the house where the debris is piled up, there is always an indescribable smell, like a musty smell, and it looks like a foul smell. Some families have nothing but a wooden bed, a broken mat, a rotten bed, pots and chopsticks.

Over time, everyone in this family, from the elderly to children, seems to have something to worry about, looking preoccupied, worried, and silent.

Shortly after the Spring Festival, something happened that made the pianist feel very embarrassed.

It was Qinyin's brother who stole the soy sauce of a family in the commune and was caught with all the stolen goods. On that day, a movie was shown in a village near the commune, which was the most attractive thing in daily life in the mountains. Everyone went to the movies with flashlights. Kotone's brother also went. Walking to the door of a family, Brother Qin, who already knew that this family usually sells some noodles and noodles, and Brother Qin, who was so hungry, actually took advantage of the hidden door to go in and steal food, and the head of the household had already sent the noodles and noodles to the place where the movie was shown to do business. Brother Qin drank a bottle of soy sauce that the family did not take away, and it happened that the head of the household came back to get the soy sauce and bumped into this scene on the spot.

Brother Qin stole other people's things, and helping the family work for a day is considered compensation. That's it.

In the evening of the next day, Brother Qin returned home. This matter finally reached Grandpa Qin. Grandpa Qin said that people starve to death and don't eat "food that comes from the mouth", don't you just drink a few bowls of gruel and can't stand the hunger, and you need to steal other people's things to eat?

Losing a bottle of soy sauce is a small matter, but face is a big matter. Grandpa Qin was angry and anxious, and made it look like he was going to beat Brother Qin, and turned around to get a wooden bar next to the house. I don't know why, after all, he was old and frail, not only did he not get the stick, but he also fell headlong in the dry wood. Qin's father and other family members hurriedly went over to help the old man into the house to rest.

At that time, in the small mountain village, many villagers were still accustomed to worshipping God and asking for medicine, which were generally simple, and the Chinese herbal medicines that could be seen everywhere in the fields were cured after a few days. At that time, the old man was definitely reluctant to seek medical treatment when he was sick, and Grandpa Qin was the same, so he just asked Qin Yin and Sister Qin to go to the field to collect some Chinese herbs and cook them according to custom. However, within a few days, the old man was gone. At that time, the severe pain made Grandpa Qin bite the quilt tightly, biting the quilt for a day, and there was no response to shouting at him. Grandma Qin was worried that her wife was dying, so she asked Qin Yin to call her relatives to come and see Grandpa Qin for the last time.

The relatives were basically at home at that time, and even if they weren't, they would be there when they went to the fields, so it didn't take a few hours for them to arrive. When the people of the Qin clan saw Brother Qin, they were accused. It's hard to say, saying "you killed grandpa". Brother Qin stood silently aside, not daring to make a sound, but it could be seen that he blamed himself. Qin's mother hurriedly stood up for her son, she said: "Looking at my father's illness, it doesn't look like he was angry with Brother Qin, it should have been a root cause of the disease a long time ago, but now it has a seizure." ”

The words of the mother of the piano quieted the noisy scene, and no one blamed anyone anymore.

There are often some beggars passing by in the small mountain village, and they usually walk around the streets and alleys to beg for food. On this day, a group of beggars happened to beg for food to Qin's house, and asked Brother Qin, who was standing at the outermost door, for something to eat. The beggar was scared away. Qin Yin walked up to Brother Qin in annoyance: "Brother, how can you treat a beggar like this?"

At lunchtime, the mother cooked a large pot of gruel. The whole family ate like this. Grandma Qin said that now that the old man is sick and needs nutrition, he should keep those grains of rice for him.

In the evening, the villagers who were working in the fields came back and heard the news that Grandpa Qin was critically ill, and they all came one after another. What can be accommodated in a small hut with dozens of people? Grandma Qin told the children to go back, leaving only a few of her own children.

A few days later, Grandpa Jean died of illness. When the old man was dying, he didn't have any explanation, just pointed to the rice jar in the house, and said that there were still a few catties of rice, so you can divide it.

Dozens of people of all ages, young and old, all wore linen and wore filial piety. The three brothers and sisters of Qinyin worked hard to take care of their grandfather for several days, tired and grieved, but their eyes were full of tears, and they did not cry. I don't know which villager passed by, pointed at her and said, "Look, one of the twin granddaughters has left the country and I don't know where it is, and the other has not grown up working at home, and my grandfather is gone." Hearing this, the sound of the piano was full of mixed feelings, and it exploded instantly, and finally "wow" and cried. Her cry is pathetic, sad, almost peerless, and this cry is like a contagion, which is particularly empathetic, causing a cry......

Needless to say, the funeral that followed. After the funeral, the relatives returned to their own homes and rarely got together.

The girls from the peasant families have returned to their daily rural life.

Qinyin took her sister and carried a dung basket to the fields to collect pig dung, cow dung, and dog dung. A basket was collected, and a larger pile of cow dung was found, and Qin Yin asked his sister to guard it from others. He took the basket and went back and poured it, and came again.

When the sun was about to set, Qinyin and her sister dragged their tiredness in the direction of home, and saw their grandmother standing in the wind from afar, waiting for them to come home. Grandma is like this, the sisters are already very familiar, in the past, they went out after school, and when they went out to encounter wind and rain, grandma was waiting for them like this when they returned, and when they got closer, grandma suddenly transformed into a very happy look. But this time, when they approached her grandmother, she was not happy. Grandma still stood and watched, her eyes full of tears. Qinyin asked her grandmother what she was doing, and she said slowly, "If your grandfather was here, he would have come back from the field at this time." ”

Qinyin's real experience of farm life and bitter memories slowly accompanied the cycle of life in the small mountain village, they felt the helplessness of their ancestors and the hardships of life, and they dreamed of change.

In fact, at that time, Qinyin's dream was great:

Dreaming that my brother is no longer hungry,

Dreaming that grandpa's illness can be cured in time,

Dreaming that grandma's tears can be replaced with smiles,

Dream of having an extraordinary life,

Dreaming that I am very capable,

Dream to create a miracle in a small mountain village,

Dreams lead the light, so that those who are not fed and clothed, and those who are in distress break through the darkness.

Dream mountain villages flew out of the mountains, more people realized their dreams, so that the small mountain villages were full of joy in the days that followed.