"I'll look at the child, Xiaoping is going to feed the pigs, Pei Lan (eldest sister) You help your uncle cook, what about Pei Ling?" As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Sun Niang walked in, talking in her mouth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Xingming raised his face and looked over, wearing a gray cotton jacket with a piece of blue cotton cloth tied on his head, it was Sun Niang, Sun Niang should be about forty years old at this time, but she looked quite young.

"Oh my God, it's been sleet for four or five days in a row, right? Where did you say the rain came from in February (used to saying the lunar calendar)?" Sun Niang leaned over and looked at Zhang Xingming, and kept saying, "It's not freezing, is it?" It's still raining in the thirties of the year, but don't get sick. "Sun Niang said that 30 degrees is below zero, at this time, the winter is so cold, the snow can be one meter thick, Zhang Xingming really wants to go out to see, which is like 2013, the coldest winter is more than ten degrees below zero, and the snow is only a few centimeters deep, besides, in Bayu for more than ten years, where there is snow, there is no sub-zero.

"It's okay, I'm in good spirits. The mother moved Zhang Xingming to the kang head, and said in her mouth, Sun Niang took the table to the end of the kang, and her mother put Zhang Xingming up and walked over, Sun Niang set the table and said, "You lie down and rest, don't work hard, don't fall ill." ”

Eating in the Northeast is a small low table, which is placed directly on the kang, and people sit cross-legged on the kang. Later, when the conditions improved, some people began to support the floor table (stand aside), but it was not common.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Mom reached for the bowl, "There is nothing to eat in the hospital, I'm really hungry." ”

"Don't move that, this kid, it's not the first time, it's not a depth yet. Grandma's voice.

Grandma came into the house with a small milk pot, saw her mother taking a bowl on the edge of the kang table and hurriedly walked two steps, put the milk pot in her hand on the edge of the kang, went over and grabbed the bowl in her mother's hand, pressed her mother to Zhang Xingming's side and lay down, covered the quilt, and scolded in her mouth: "The newborn body, I want to fall ill, but it will not be in the future." As he spoke, he picked up the milk pot, stirred it with a spoon (spoon), put it in his mouth to feel the temperature, and handed it to his mother: "Come, try to eat, don't burn the old." "Mom took the milk pot, a little reluctant, it turned out that my mother was also a child when she was young, Zhang Xingming was secretly having fun on the side.

"I'll eat some food. "Mom and grandma talk about the conditions. "No," Grandma immediately refused: "I have eaten all five eggs, and I am not allowed to leave them." "Mom ate eggs with a bitter face.

Northeast women are not allowed to be salty when they do confinement, that is, millet porridge boiled eggs, there are better conditions at home and milk boiled eggs, eat this every day for a month, in fact, it is quite uncomfortable, unlike the south, you can eat vegetables when you are confinement, as long as it is not too salty, the women of Bashu do confinement and stew hens every day, if you let the Northeast do confinement to see, you have to envy how many deaths, but then again, stewed hens all day and night, eat for thirty days, no matter how delicious it is, you have to eat disgusting.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhang Xingming looked over, and his brother's frowning little face appeared in front of him, and his small mouth was still eating.

The first beating in my life was about to start, and Zhang Xingming wanted to shout to attract his mother's attention, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't cry, I'll share your delicious food. "My brother took the popcorn and stuffed it into Zhang Xingming's mouth, the popcorn at this time was so fragrant, Zhang Xingming really had the urge to eat a big meal, but he was just three days old, how to eat?

"Slap", he was slapped on the face as he wished: "You broken child, you still vomit such a delicious thing, do you owe a beating?" The elder brother looked at Zhang Xingming seriously, picked up the popcorn that Zhang Xingming spit out and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Oh, the army beat my brother. Sun Niang stretched out her hand and picked up her brother and put it on the kang: "That's your brother, why are you beating him?" The brother stuffed a popcorn into his mouth: "I feed him popcorn and he vomits." ”

"Haha," everyone in the room laughed, Zhang Xingming sighed secretly, I was beaten in vain, but fortunately it didn't hurt too much.

"What are you laughing at? The second child is back, I'll take a look, I'll see. A cold wind rushed in along the crack of the door curtain, and as soon as the voice sounded from the door, everyone had arrived at the side of the kang, it was the second brother, with a smile on his immature and handsome face, which appeared in front of Zhang Xingming's eyes. Followed by another face, big brother, "I'll look at me, you get up." "The eldest brother was fifteen or sixteen years old at this time, and his lips were hairy. "It's so small, it's a lot smaller than when Xiaoli (second brother) Xiaoping was there. The eldest brother looked at Zhang Xingming and expressed his opinion. "Well," the second sister also poked her head out: "It's a lot smaller than Xiao Junzi back then." ”

The elder brother asked on the side, "How old am I?" The second sister crossed her thumb and index finger: "It's so big." The elder brother opened his mouth wide: "Huh?" Everyone laughed.

"Your brother is still young, he can't eat this, he has to wait for his teeth to eat, and he can't fight in the future." "Sun Niang is educating her brother.

"When did he get teeth?"

"It's going to be two or three years like you. ”

"Can he eat?"

"No, you have to wait for teething. ”

"What's the matter, isn't that starving?"

"He feeds and starves. You forgot, you used to breastfeed."

Dad came in with food: "Eat, eat." A room of people gathered around the table, "Brother Sun, come over for dinner." Daddy Sun's voice came from the kitchen: "I don't, I'm eating here, here's it." "My dad was drinking, he didn't call him over, and he smoked the child. Sister Ping said, and Sun Niang also said, "Don't call him, let's eat." Aunt Zhang wants to drink a cup?" Grandma said, "Don't drink it, what about this confinement." "Cross-legged on the kang and sit down to eat.

Mother shouted, "Perran, eat." ”

The eldest sister is in the outhouse (kitchen): "No, I'll eat with my dad." ”

"I went back to drink with my dad. The eldest brother touched Zhang Xingming's face, opened the curtain and went out, and the second brother took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang.

A room of people around the table was noisily eating, and the smell of stewed sauerkraut wafted in the room, Zhang Xingming found that he was a little greedy, and he hadn't eaten it for more than ten years.

"I said that my mother didn't give me milk, and my father beat me, so I kept it for you. Brother's voice sounded in his ears, and the adults were eating, and he crawled to Zhang Xingming's side again, "Bang", and his face was hit again, Zhang Xingming felt this bitterness in his heart.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing, come over for dinner. ”

"Oh", "smack", again.

My brother finally went to dinner, Zhang Xingming knew that the beginning of his life was over, listening to the sound of a room of people eating, this warmth in his heart, looking at the newspaper pasted on the wall on the roof, the whole page was printed with cross talk, talking about Zhang Tiesheng's deeds of handing over the white scroll, there are several New Year paintings on the wall, a big fat baby holding a big carp, and the other is Chang'e running to the moon, but the character in the painting is Yang Kaihui, the mother of the country, and one is Chairman Mao on Tiananmen Square, which is printed: Listen to the chairman's words and follow the party.

Zhang Xingming silently recited in his heart: I lost my delicate Yang Jun lost the willow, the willow Qingqing went straight to the ninth of the heavy night, Chang'e Shu Guang sleeves in the month, in the seventies, I came back, will you still be the same as before?

"Let me have some food. "Mom was eating the original millet porridge and boiled eggs, watching a table of people eating vegetables, a little unbearable, coquettish to Dad, Dad was a little hesitant and looked at Grandma. Grandma glared at her mother: "No, eat quickly, lie down after eating." Mom was a little unhappy: "Just let me take a bite, just one bite, my body is good." ”

Zhang Xingming listened to his mother's words, tears almost flowed out, it turned out that there were four more years in history, and his mother was going to be hospitalized in Fengtian, although the cancer was cured early, but it was still tormenting his mother until 2013, if it wasn't for his mother's strong perseverance, he might ....... How can I avoid it? Zhang Xingming thought desperately, thinking, and a stream of heat came out of his body, and he fell asleep in a daze.

After coming back for a few days, Zhang Xingming also adapted to the fact that he was reborn and came back, and the excitement of coming back also passed, and he began to miss the past: the eldest daughter went to college in the capital, and I don't know what it would be;

Will anyone miss me? Thinking about it, tears welled up again.

Suddenly, Zhang Xingming stopped his tears, his eyes widened, he has been back for four days, plus three days in the hospital, seven days!

Mom said that the sleet began on the day he was born, and it didn't stop until he was full moon, and it really kept falling big and small for the past few days, and it could stop blowing in the house until the north wind was blowing, so, in this life, will it be like the previous life?

In the last life, Zhang Xingming began to vomit milk on the seventh day of his birth, people are getting thinner and thinner day by day, his parents hugged him around in the rain and snow to seek medical treatment, and even the jumping god was invited, and finally diagnosed as congenital gastric blockage, that is, the stomach is congenitally dead, and the esophagus is not connected, and then the surgery left a life, Mom and Dad braved the wind and rain, drenched semi-penetrated every day, and often stayed in the hospital with a little temperature heating until dawn, as a result, Dad fell with frozen shoulder, which hurt for a lifetime, and Mom fell with a waist and leg pain, which is also a lifetime, this is in the confinement ah。

Zhang Xingming began to close his eyes and feel his body, these days should eat, should lala, everything is normal, it is said that the stomach is not clear, can't, right? So, this life will not go to that knife? Anyway, just come back and the surprise is not over and he will be sent to the hospital to be stabbed, Zhang Xingming is afraid, the last life is not remembered, forget it, but in this life, we are awake, how much it hurts.

If you don't have to hold the big centipede on your stomach in this life, it's also a happy thing, Zhang Xingming looked at the four craft paintings on the kang cabinet (sound, the wardrobe placed on the kang tail in the northeast) and thought, finally came back, why do you have to change something, then let's start with the knife in the stomach? No one answered. Nervous, scared, panicked, I felt a little pain in my stomach, that knife cut the whole stomach, and now this stomach is less than fifteen centimeters long.

I fell asleep in a daze, woke up hazy, and from time to time my brother came up to pinch his face and feed a bean, and it was a few days. In fact, the days in this month are really mixed, no matter how complicated your head is, but your body is small, you just keep sleeping, a flash, the full moon, Zhang Xingming just let out a long breath, it seems that this knife is saved, this half a month is worried, people have lost weight.

Zhang Xingming's full moon day, the family suddenly lively, at this time my father is still a cadre, up and down the factory into the party to get an advanced or something, have to pass the father's historical review, think about it, this period of time should be the most beautiful time for my father in the concentrator, with the passage of time, social changes, honest and loyal father's position continues to be lowered, completely become a grassroots worker, until retirement.

The kitchen in the house plus the old grandson's house, there are five tables on the kang and under the kang, and the burly man is waving the smell of engine oil all over his body and shouting and laughing and drinking, in fact, there is nothing to eat in the winter in the Northeast at this time, fried peanuts are rare and good dishes, boil a salt soybean, stew a large pot of sauerkraut and white meat, scrambled eggs, at this time it is quite rich, but at this time the human affection is strong, and there is affection between people and people, which is called a closeness.

Zhang Xingming was thrown on the kang head, from time to time someone came to see, pinched his face, and threw down a ticket of one yuan and two yuan beside him, Zhang Xingming also saw a few two cents sandwiched inside, in this era of eighteen yuan and eight cents, a national worker will have a salary of about nineteen yuan a month, one yuan and two yuan is considered a heavy gift, at this time, the yuan, that is called how hard and how hard.

From time to time, he heard the familiar name from people's shouts, Zhang Xingming sketched this person's face in his mind, but unfortunately they are all middle-aged and elderly, and I really want to see what these people look like now, but I can't get up.

"Li Dahai, don't be rape, everyone is watching, drink it or not. A broken gong shouted. Li Zhongyi's father, Li Zhongyi should be more than a year old at this time, this short classmate who was born because his mother was a southerner was not less teased by his classmates, but in the 90s, Li Dahai became the secretary of the factory party committee, who saw Li Zhongyi can't pile up a smiling face? That was the era of fighting for his father, how can it be as simple as now.

"What are you howling about Jiuchuan? Have you drunk it yourself?" Dong Jiuchuan This is the future secretary of the municipal party committee, and he is still a grassroots worker, who would have thought that he would be the lord of this city more than ten years later.

"Da Lao Fu, you keep your mouth shut, I'm so good that I still drink, you have Gaha in addition to eating?" Dong Jiuchuan went back, Da Lao Fu was the deputy leader of his father's team later, he was tall, he could fit Dong Jiuchuan two, he could eat five or six big dumplings and drink three pots of soup in one meal, who would have known that such a person with a good physique, who did not smoke or drink, suddenly died at home the day before mentioning the workshop director, that was 83 years, right? As a result, Li Dahai became the workshop director, and since then, he has become the secretary of the factory party committee in a few years.

Lan Fengyun, his daughter is very beautiful, always soft-spoken, is Zhang Xingming's classmate, Mao Aimin, in a few years is the head of the armed forces department of the factory, is a comrade-in-arms of his father who was demobilized together, looks a bit like Mao Weiren, combs a big back, I don't know what it looks like now, the deepest impression is that he is less than 1.7 meters taller than his wife ten centimeters, his eldest daughter is an elder brother's classmate, the one who looks good is called a good-looking, almost became a sister-in-law, and in this life she is still called to run to Lao Liu's house? His son is his younger brother's classmate, and he hasn't been born yet, two meters old, Minister Mao's brother-in-law is two meters twenty-eight, taller than Yao Ming, but it's a pity that he has been too stupid since he was a child, and he was sent back by the provincial basketball team for a few days, and he became a worker in the concentrator.

Zhang Xingming lay on the kang, listening to one familiar name after another, thinking about their different encounters twenty or thirty years later, and the indescribable melancholy in his heart, Lao Tzu has read the file, and in this life, he must be the same.

When my mother was full moon, my grandmother went back to the mountains, leaving my grandfather at home alone, and my grandmother was also worried about it. Mom also went to work, just came back every day at noon to feed Zhang Xingming, my brother ran in and out every day, came to see him for a while, pinched his face, ran out to play for a while, came back to see him after a while, stuffed something into his mouth, watched him spit it out and then laughed for a while, the days passed like this, the sky was hot in a blink of an eye, summer came, my brother was sent to my grandmother's house by my father, so during the day, only Zhang Xingming lay on the kang in a daze on the roof of the shed, thinking about the past, thinking about the future, waking up and sleeping.

"Erming, come, come here" Sister Ping stretched out her hands, bowed her waist, and slowly retreated, Zhang Xingming also stretched out her two hands, and tried to walk crookedly and slantedly towards Sister Ping's hand, but she was obviously thinking about walking in a straight line, and her feet were disobedient. In July 1974, a memorable day, Zhang Xingming finally began to walk upright after making a noise, although he could not walk straight.

In fact, when Zhang Xingming just made a voice and said something, he was about to say "invoice, CD", but then he really didn't dare, but he was in a hurry when he saw his brother eating that day, and he said "brother" first, which made his parents complain.

It was also on this day that Zhang Xingming looked in the mirror for the first time in his life, it was the eldest sister's, but it was clear that there was no birthmark on the edge of the nose socket in the previous life, could it be that the mother in the previous life forgot to tell herself? The birthmark is the size of his little fingernail, the bottom is flat, the two sides rise vertically and then the top of the arc above, isn't this Nima the front picture of a tunnel? Why does it grow on the face? Is it a crossing memory? This is good, the centipede on the stomach is gone, and such a thing comes out of the face, it is not as good as a centipede, and you can't see it when you wear clothes. But there is no way to be depressed, you can't pick it off even if you look like that, Zhang Xingming can only comfort himself, he must have it in his previous life, and then he will be gone, but he still has no bottom in his heart, think about those classmates in the future, this must not make them laugh to death. Worry about.

After walking upright, Zhang Xingming began to feel that he was different from the previous life, in the previous life, he was a sick cat before the age of fifteen, entrenched in the staff hospital for many years, and the top and bottom were familiar, but in this life, this little arm and leg is strong, although there are no six-pack muscles on the stomach, but a one-and-a-half-year-old child can run half the yard with his three-and-a-half-year-old brother on his back, who believes this? When it was okay, Zhang Xingming looked at his brother and thought, you fought for me in the last life, and I covered you in this life.

In the previous life, Zhang Xingming was weak because of his body, but he was bullied, and his brother fought every day in order to avenge him, and finally he didn't finish junior high school.

My brother's studies are better than my own, Zhang Xingming decided that he must keep his brother going to college in this life, but he can't be like in his previous life.