The inertia of history is extremely strong, in this life, my mother was not sick, Zhang Xingming and his brother were exiled to his grandmother's house. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info originally Zhang Xingming thought that his mother was not sick in this life, and he would definitely live a completely different childhood from the previous life, and he still had a little regret because he couldn't go to his grandmother's house, but when he thought about it, as long as his mother was healthy, it was better than anything, and his grandmother's house would definitely go sooner or later, so he was not too anxious.

In the last life, my mother was seriously ill and lay in the hospital, and my grandmother pulled myself and my brother in the mountains, this kindness was as heavy as the mountain, Zhang Xingming wanted to repay it well in this life, and he wanted to let my grandfather go out of the mountains in advance to live a good life and live a happy old age.

In May, it is the season when the snow in the northeast melts and the spring flowers have not yet bloomed, the wind blows to the body is still a little cold, but it is already a little warm, and the melting ice can be seen on the side of the mountain or in the ditch fork in the shade, and the green grass has emerged on the sunny side of the mountain, and the trees have begun to turn green and spit out leaves. On the mountain, yellow and green are mixed together, forming a unique picture, and the withering and glory are one.

Zhang Xingming and his brother held dead branches broken on the side of the road in their hands, shouting and chasing and running on the mountain path, and their father walked behind with a big bag. Grandma's house is in the Fatai Brigade of the Biling Commune of Cupxi County, there are more than 20 miles away from the brigade in a ravine on the mountain road, called Zhangjiabao (pu, three sounds), the traffic is only a national defense road from the edge of the village, no bus, to the brigade can only ride a bicycle or walk, take the train to climb two mountains before arriving at a station without a platform, from the south tomb to here, you have to take the train to the city of Cupxi and then change the train, get up early and go, it is also necessary to arrive in the afternoon, get off the train is to climb the mountain, two mountains, to go straight through from the top of the mountain, down to the bottom of the other mountain, and then walk along the national defense road for about four kilometers, you will arrive。

Go up the mountain, pass the pass, you can see the tall walnut tree in front of my grandmother's house in the distance, look at it from afar, the mountains and dense forests on both sides, a large piece of green pines and cypresses are endless, until the distance that can not be seen in the blue fog hidden in the sky, the national defense road is in the middle of the mountain, a winding river between the east and west mountains, the river is an endless vegetable field on both sides, at this time there are already people burning stubble and fertilizing, that is, digging out the roots of the crops left in the field during the harvest last autumn and burning them (there are many kinds of corn and sorghum here), so that the field can be fertilized, and a pile of green smoke swayed and rose to the blue sky。

After going down the mountain pass and turning the corner along the national defense road, there began to be people's homes, all under the roadbed, and the roof was not as high as the roadbed of the national defense road. There are two houses on the left and three on the right, all of which are mud-walled thatched houses, the walls are hand-plastered yellow mud walls, and the cracks on them are struggling, and the grass on the roofs is black, mixed with yellow or white, and trembling in the wind.

I saw that people walked more than 100 meters forward, and it was my grandmother's house, four yellow mud and grass houses, decades old houses, guarding the national defense roadbed, and the river on the other side, and the other side of the river was Zhong Laosi's home. Zhang Xingming still remembers the three children of Zhong Laosi's family, Zhong Changhong, Zhong Changyan, Zhong Changming, two daughters and one boy, who often played together when they were children, but this sister and brother always stole grandma's food and robbed him and his brother of things.

The boss of the Zhong family is the current captain, and he cut off his mother's land and food, forcing his father to find ways to get food every year.

At this time, the food depends on the capital, the mother is a rural household registration, there is no food relationship in the city, and the land and grain here are cut off, and there is no food to eat.

This place is called Nangou by the villagers, that is, the ravine in the south, there are only these nine families, and the team has to walk five or six miles north along the river, where other families of the team live, there are dozens of households, Zhang Xingming's grandfather and several uncles live there.

By the 90s, there were no people here in Nangou, and they all moved to the village to build brick houses, and this side became all vegetable fields. Later, Zhang Xingming came back a few times when he went to the grave of his grandfather, and the memories of his childhood were gone, only the walnut tree was still standing there alone.

From a distance, I saw a figure standing under the walnut tree, Zhang Xingming knew that it must be grandma, when the farm was slack, grandma always stood here and looked at the west mountain, hoping to see the figure of his daughter's aunt (son-in-law) one day, at first he was looking forward to his daughter, and then he was looking forward to his grandson, from this time on, Zhang Xingming and his brother have been staying in this mountain until they went to school, and they came on vacation after school, and they went back to school until they moved to the grandmother, and they almost never came to the younger brother in their memory.

When I got closer, my grandmother greeted me excitedly, and at this time my grandmother had just turned fifty years old, her hair was gray, and there were many wrinkles on her face. Grandma is relatively thin among the Northeast people, to the point that there are more people like Jiangnan or Bashu, not tall, but she is very energetic, holding her jade mouth copper cigarette pouch in her hand, smiling, and quickly greeted her.

Grandma's life is actually quite legendary, born in Dandongzhuang River, the family is a big landowner, when he was a child, he wrapped his feet, but then he fought, he was not wrapped, and his feet were also a little injured, and he couldn't see it from the outside, but he didn't walk very steadily. Grandma married Zhang Xingming's grandfather at the age of fifteen, grandpa is very handsome, Zhang Xingming has seen a photo of grandpa wearing a military uniform and wearing a gun and a knife, quite powerful and handsome, is the director of the puppet Manchurian police station.

At that time, it should be the happiest and happiest time for grandma, looking at the photos she saved, listening to her stories about the past, I can always feel her attachment to life at that time. The photo of my grandmother when she was young, wearing a fur coat, holding a high-end leather bag, burning a big wave, and holding camel smoke, is no worse than any current star.

Later, after liberation, my grandfather died, and my grandmother's good days came to an end. At that time, my mother was nine years old, my uncle was twelve, and my grandmother took my mother and uncle to run around in order to avoid fighting and protect the child, and finally hid in this mountain and married my current grandfather, just because my grandfather promised to be good to the child.

So a lady official wife who didn't get her hands wet, became a complete peasant woman, went to the fields to farm, cut firewood on the mountain, raised pigs and chickens, and raised her children to adulthood. Grandpa is a real man, he has not deceived or deceived all his life, he is not literate, but he understands a lot of truth, in order to raise his uncle and mother, grandpa did not want his own children, so he guarded grandma for a lifetime.

"Grandma, grandma......" Zhang Xingming shouted loudly and ran towards his grandmother, tears couldn't stop flowing out, after the death of grandma in the previous life, every year on grandma's birthday, Zhang Xingming would cry alone, for decades. When I was born, my grandmother was there, but I couldn't do anything that month, just sleep, and now I finally saw my loving grandmother again, Zhang Xingming couldn't suppress his excitement.

Grandma was wearing glasses, her gray hair dancing in the wind, and she stretched out her calloused hands to Zhang Xingming, who ran over, and her wrinkled face was full of smiles. "pia", happy and sad, Zhang Xingming fell in front of his grandmother, the tears of the fall came out, and he didn't care about the pain, he got up and threw himself into his grandmother's arms, looking at his grandmother's face, feeling the warmth of decades ago, Zhang Xingming felt that he was too happy at this moment.