Chapter 7 The Dream of a Mother and Daughter for Two Generations of Sewing Machines
Koin received a notice from the errand runner in the production team and immediately went home to pick up his clothes and prepare to return to the commune radio station. Readers and friends should know that at that time, the small mountain village lit kerosene lamps at night, and there was no electricity, and there was no telephone at all. The so-called mobile phones, QQ, WeChat and the like are decades away. At that time, when a certain thing was notified, it was generally done by passers-by. A matter of great importance and urgency is something like the Commune that has sent a special person to inform it.
Qin Yin didn't dare to slack off, went home and pulled two or three pieces of clothes, and prepared to go out.
When she packed up her clothes and stepped out of the threshold, the mother happened to have finished feeding the pigs and returned home with an empty bucket. The mother and daughter were blocked by the threshold for a while, unable to get in or out. Koto consciously took a few steps back. While taking a step back, he told the mother: "The commune radio station told me to go back immediately. I'll just go. ”
The mother stepped through the door and threw the empty bucket into the empty place next to it, and said calmly, "No matter how urgent it is, no matter how busy it is, it won't be bad for a while." ”
As he spoke, he sat down on the bench next to the table of the Eight Immortals. Qin Yin knew that her mother had something to say to her, and it was very formal and solemn. In this small mountain village, people's conversations are very casual, and when they meet, they will say a few words casually, and if they don't meet, they will not say anything. Even if you have to say something, it's usually standing at the door or doing housework, and by the way. Sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals and talking like a mother in a serious way proves that this must be said, and it is a very, very important, very, very serious word. In Qinyin's memory, only when the family or family discussed important matters, they would sit next to the table of the Eight Immortals, such as dividing the fields in the production team, and discussing the future when the grandfather died.
The mother talked to herself so solemnly, although Qin Yin was a daughter, it was the first time she had encountered it, and she couldn't help but sit timidly on another bench at the table of the eight immortals. This is the most polite way to respond to a mother.
"You're eighteen, that's the end of the blind date?" the mother of the piano showed a hint of worry.
Qin Yin said bluntly: "Actually, Lin Qian and I have known each other for a long time, if it is suitable, do you still need a blind date?"
Qin's mother tongue grew earnestly: "Actually, Lin Qian is a very good person, and it is not easy for people who live in those big places in the commune to be willing to take a fancy to people in your small mountain village." ”
Qin Yin listened to the words of the mother of the qin, and felt that the mother had a style of growing up others to destroy her own prestige. If others said this, Qin Yin would have jumped like thunder, but in the face of his mother, Qin Yin still endured his temperament and patience.
Qinyin said, Mom, don't you know, big places and small places can't be related to marriage at all. Although you and your father are in this small mountain village, they have never quarreled, they have discussed and discussed, and the husband and wife are affectionate. You see, that woman in a neighboring village is blindly greedy for a big place, and if she marries into the county seat, she is bigger than the commune, right? For three days, she ran back to her mother's house in a small mountain village crying and crying, and the reason was nothing more than that she was beaten by her husband and driven out. Annoying?
Qin's mother hurriedly comforted her daughter: "I don't think Lin Qian is so bad, right?"
Qin Yin was slightly impatient: "Mom, there are many men in the world, why are you old Ti Lin Qian?"
"Am I not worried about you? The mother said in a helpless tone.
"I know you're good to me, but I've grown up and I have my own thoughts and ideas. You can rest assured. Kotone muttered.
"Okay, then I'll be relieved. The mother said reassuring words in a very uneasy tone.
Maybe it was a heart-to-heart conversation with her daughter that touched her past thoughts, and Qin's mother remembered her marriage again. At the end of the fifties, Qin's mother was still a very motivated young woman, boarding alone at a relative's house in the county to learn sewing, dreaming of one day having a sewing machine and being the most ingenious tailor. Later, the old man of the relative's family was sick, and Qin's mother helped to go up the mountain to pick Chinese herbal medicine, and when she arrived in a mountain far away from the county seat, she happened to encounter strong winds and rains, and flash floods broke out, and she couldn't go back. At that time, the unmarried Qin's father was working in the fields, and when he saw someone trapped by the flash flood from afar, he hurriedly went home to get rain gear, wore a hat and a coat, braved the heavy rain, stepped on the mud, and brought her another hat and a coat. It was an era when it was easy to be satisfied and moved, and Father Qin was moved by this action, and she couldn't forget it for a long time, and later married Father Qin.
Qin's mother didn't understand, people had always traveled so far from the commune to the small mountain village, and they were delivering pork and helping with farm work, so why couldn't they impress the sound of the qin?
That's it, don't ask, don't talk about it. Qin Mu thought about it, so she said to Qin Yin: "You have to go back to the commune radio station, wait for a while, I will go and boil two eggs for you to bring." Oh, by the way, the mountain road is so long, ask your brother to give you a ride. ”
As she spoke, she got up and went to the stove and boiled the eggs.
Qin Yin looked at her mother's busy figure, and mentioned that her brother sent her, and a trace of warmth, pampered, and love came to her heart. Growing up, wasn't this the motherly love she dreamed of, and she longed for this feeling for too long. But it's too hard and too hard to really get that feeling.
When Kotone was very young, he couldn't remember how old he was, and he secretly ate the family's lard residue with his brother, and happened to be seen by his mother, who was returning home to get something. Although the mother herself is a woman, she is also a patriarchal person. The mother came over panting and slapped the leg of the tone, because the leg would hurt and would not be fatal. She scolded: "You stinky girl, has the family treated you badly? Is there nothing you to eat? Are you starving to death?" When Qin Yin began to cry, Qin Mu turned around and touched her brother's head, and said in a tone of pity: "Oh! It's because your parents don't have the ability to let you eat enough, so you actually eat these things, if you eat bad stomach, what will you do?"
In normal times, the parents worked hard to support the family, and the name of the elder brother was written on the basket. sold a few fruits, a few bundles of mountain herbs, and saved a few dollars, and said that he would keep it for his brother to marry his daughter-in-law in the future. Even drying a few wooden boards, repairing the door panels, ceilings, etc., and repairing the roof tiles that were blown away by the wind and rain, all said that it was for the future of my brother. It seems that everything that the father and mother of the piano have done is for the sake of the elder brother.
Kotone and her sister are like passers-by who live here temporarily, and are rarely held, protected, and treated gently by their parents like older brothers.
Okay, okay! You treat the children like this, and now that the children have grown up, just a while ago, didn't my brother still steal other people's things to eat? It also directly induced my grandfather's illness! And I, who think that you will marry sooner or later, don't you disdain it at all, and now you also win glory for the pianist? Qin Yin thought and thought, feeling a trace of resentment in her heart that her parents treated boys and girls differently, and a trace of pride in her reputation for not relying on her parents today.
After a short time, the mother boiled the eggs. Put two steaming eggs in a bowl and wait for it to cool down before wrapping it up for my daughter to take away. At that time, this was the most affectionate expression of parents for their children, and it is said that this kind of treatment was only given to children when they left their parents for the first time in school.
While the mother of the qin was cold, she spoke to the qin yin: "We rural women, we have been doing farm work since we were children, and no one cares about your life and death. When I grow up, I can get married, and I become a member of another family. Hey, how can this woman live so hard for two families all her life?"
Qin Yin asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Suddenly being so kind to me today, and so emotional?"
The mother sighed, "It's not that you touched me on a blind date. If you fall in love and get married, I think there is something that has not been treated well to you, and there is a feeling of indebtedness to you. I have always felt that you are going to marry sooner or later, you are someone else's family, and you are at ease with how you are treated, but when you really want to marry, you suddenly feel reluctant. ”
It was rare for Qin Yin to hear her mother speak to herself so gently. In the difficult mountain villages, girls are born to be raised and left to fend for themselves, working as farmers when they are young, and marrying when they grow up. Then she became a mother again, and let the next generation repeat her story.
Maybe it's because he rarely gets special love from the family, so when his mother talks about not giving up on herself, the corners of Qinyin's eyes moisten.
Qinyin had long heard her mother say that she dreamed of buying a sewing machine, but she quietly remembered it in her heart, and the mother and daughter did not mention it. At this moment, Qin Yin, who was immersed in mother's love, may have the idea of repaying her mother, and suddenly said in a rare coquettish tone: "Mom, when I make money, I'll buy you a sewing machine." ”
Qin Mu smiled happily: "Okay, I'll wait, I went to learn sewing when I was young, and I wanted to buy a sewing machine at that time, but I haven't bought it for twenty years now." ”
"I'm working hard, and I guess I'll be able to buy it soon. Qin Yin said confidently.
After the eggs were dried, the mother carefully wrapped them in banana leaves, put them in a small oiled paper bag, and handed them to Qinyin.
Kotone took the egg and stuffed it into her clothes bag. The mother hurriedly said, "Be careful, light, don't stuff it." ”
"Then I'm leaving. As she spoke, she walked out the door.
The mother of the piano said in the back, "I called your brother to send you." ”
"No, the road is very familiar, so you don't need to send it. As he spoke, the sound of the piano had already gone a few feet away.
Passing by the creek again, Grandma Jean had already washed her clothes and walked back, just in time to meet Qin Yin head-on.
"Grandma, I'm going back to the radio station. Kotone said.
Grandma Qin said with a smile: "Be careful on the road, and come back when you have time." ”
Qin Yin stepped forward, took out the egg that her mother had wrapped just now, and stuffed it into her grandmother's hand. Grandma Qin refused to ask for it, so Qin Yin stuffed it into the big pocket of the big shirt that Grandma was wearing. Grandma Jean was holding a wooden bucket with clothes in her hand, and she couldn't resist the sound of the piano, so she let her stuff it too.
Qin Yin walked a long way away and heard her grandmother and mother still talking about her. The mother said that she didn't expect the child to be so filial when he grew up, and said that he would buy me a sewing machine when he made money. Grandma said, but filial piety, just now I just stuffed eggs over, I don't want to. The mother followed her grandmother's words and said that this girl is more sensible than a boy, and her brother will not love the old man.
A group of women who had washed their clothes came up from the stream one after another, chatting and laughing with Grandma Qin and Mother Qin. Qin Yin walked away, I didn't hear what they said, I should be praising myself for being filial and sensible!
Qin Yin thought, and her heart was beautiful. Qinyin's dream is big, big, and at this time, when it comes to buying a sewing machine, it doesn't feel like it will take a long time. Thinking of this, Qin Yin unconsciously quickened his pace.
In the memory of Qin Yin, even if there are few warm moments like just now, they are enough to warm a long, long life. A sewing machine, my mother has been thinking about a dream for 20 years, and Qin Yin wants to use the near future to fulfill this dream for my mother. This was the feeling and thought of the sound of the piano at that time.