Friday, December 3, 1982

…… Yesterday, when I returned in the evening, my mother was busy with housework. Brother picked up and returned, helped him go down to the kiln, chatted quietly on the side of the house, said that he had been able to teach himself, and his labor was strong, not the eldest brother, willing to drop out of school at home, work for his brother, write while working, do not mistake himself, and can change his brother to repeat and go to university. The best of both worlds, I hope my brother can listen to it. (If this construction is adopted, maybe my family will be a hundred times better than it is now.) Of course, it could be even worse. ）

When he returned, his brother was anxious: "Mom, didn't you ask you to take the cow (to the old house for the night)? Why is the cow still on the weir?" Then the father replied, also angry, and reprimanded fiercely. Mom: "I didn't hear it!" I hurriedly put down the book, jumped out of the house, and said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll be back in a moment." So he went out and drove away. Mom and Dad took care of me: "Untie the cow slightly, tie the cow shorter, and tighten it." The spoon hangs over the tip behind the door, "Yu Weiying."

Go under the weir and take the cattle with you, as quickly as possible. When I passed by Sister-in-law Zhang's door, I remembered that the pen was not placed on the desk, so I came in a hurry. Panic, then touch, not lost, relaxed.

Go to the old house, take the spoon to open the door, let the cattle in, remove the rope, throw it outside, and tie the cattle to completion. Then carry the vine twice, throw it into the trough, sweep it again, go out, lock the door and go down, and soak it all night.

On the way back, he passed outside Sister-in-law Zhang's door, and he stopped and said: "Yueping, help you get wine and cut meat, this is the rest of the money." Yu Yiyi, one yuan, hurriedly took it, and thanked him endlessly. At the edge of the paddy field in front of the house, my brother scraped his feet, I squatted down to wash my hands, and said, "Pick up the money for one yuan!" Brother Yi smiled, "Trance, is it the rest of the meat, why can you panic me?" Jier said, "The money can be with me, in order to buy cigarettes, I told my father." "Really?" "It's true. "Because of money. (A few lines of dialogue, it can be seen that the brothers often joke with each other, but the elder brother is a big smoker, and the father is very strict, and often struggles to raise money for cigarettes, and the wolf bèi many times to satisfy his hunger with dried hogweed leaves.) The younger brother didn't quite believe that he would sue his stern father when he got the money, so he asked rhetorically. ）

When I returned home again, because there were two guests to help with farm work, cook and drink abundantly, go to the stove house to help cook, scrape taro finely, three or twenty catties, after half an hour, there is not much left. Impatient, to the eldest sister: "Come on, I'll burn the fire and read." ”

Burning the fire, Yu is also good at it, two or three stoves, others will be in a hurry, and Yu has his own spare time. Holding a chemistry book in his hand, his heart is strong.

Brother came in, I looked up: "Brother" Qian entered the hall, my father accompanied the two guests, talked very happily, and heard the voice, "Qian Qian" I thought that the tuition fee was not cleared, and I wanted to order a set of books. At this time, the chemistry book has two pages, and I leave these two pages unlabeled. Dad didn't ask, either!

December 4, 1982 (Sunny, Saturday)

Drink and drop, at nine o'clock, the rut does not violate the old habits, it is two brothers, and they squat together after going to the circle. The life lock thing that is talked about is less than a hundred words, and before I heard it, I suddenly heard that behind it, the pig was slowly spinning. The elder brother said: "Don't play, don't disturb, eldest sister, we are not finished." Yu looked back, asked, pointed casually, and really moved slightly, and said with a smile: "My sister is feeding the dog, you can't come, you are dazzled." "Silent. Yu got up, so he strode home, making a sound, than Zhiyuan. Turning back lightly, walking in silence, touching the pigsty and exploring, there was no trace. If you want to climb high, because you jump up, a vertical, stand firm, get used to touching the pen, it's bad, it's gone!

Panicked, re-holding the lamp and looking for it carefully, over and over again, there is no trace!

is angry, heartbroken, sued to my brother, insincere. In a hurry, I want to cry, take a flashlight. Said to my father, unmoved. Hurry out of the door, toe to heel, inch by inch, carefully search, half an hour later, to the old house. When the door is opened, the cow holds its head high and its cheeks move leisurely. Yu was in a hurry, and in the corner of the house, even cow grass and cow dung, he was touched several times, and there were no bones!

The rut road was carefully searched, and when I entered the house, my father and the guests had a fun conversation. Asked: "Did you get it?" "No!" because of the original song, I wanted to cry. sighed, and the two guests comforted: "Okay, Ming Dynasty is looking for it." Yu Du muttered: "I went to school before dawn." (The record is of Thursday night) was unwilling, and before and after the pigsty, inside and outside the stove house, I searched again and again, and it was already 11 o'clock, and I couldn't get it.

On other days, he went to school more often, went back to dinner at noon, and looked for it again. Mom: "Inside and outside the cowpen, clean up, no!"

The rice is boiling, making an exception to relieve my hand, and occasionally returning from the back of the circle, oh, haha! The pen is here! Just in front of me, one second before I found out that I was lost! ）

Thinking about this pen, Jin Wa sent, is it good to write! I almost lost it!

After a consideration, a benefit. If it is said, this matter can be used, as it is: the brother saw that the movement of the feather was light, and there was no trace, and he turned back, did not feel anything touched, and did not mind. Sitting at the desk, wanting to write, the pen is urgently searching, but no. Take the electric rod to the old house, half an hour, arrive, take the spoon behind the door, (who knows, a pair of eyes behind the citrus tree, is looking at a clear, it is he who took my pen away, look at it, and throw this pen on the road.) Looking for it, no, walking back the same way, but getting, diligently returning.

The next morning, the cow was gone!