Since his parents and younger brother's family moved to the city, his 89-year-old grandfather has been placed in his aunt's house in the same village. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAt the end of the year, not only is the work busy, but the family is also busy, the unit is busy with the year-end summary and acceptance, and the family is busy with the New Year. So I haven't been back to the village to see my grandfather for almost two months. Before the Chinese New Year, I called my aunt and said that as soon as the fifth day of the New Year, I would pick up my grandfather to the city and send him back after the Lantern Festival.

Every year in the Lantern Festival Taigu County to hold a literary and artistic parade, on the fifteenth day of the first month, there will be a large-scale literary and artistic procession from the widest main street in the city to walk, mainly including carrying sticks, carrying sticks, dragon dances, rowing boats, Twisting Yangge and other traditional arts, among which the lifting stick and the back stick are the characteristics of the Jinzhong region, collectively referred to as the iron stick, is an ancient form of folk art performance, that is, the three or five-year-old child is fixed on an iron bracket, and the iron bracket is fixed on the shoulder of a strong man or on the bridge without a cover, and then when the strong man who carries the child or carries the sedan chair walks forward according to the rhythm, the child who is fixed on it will tremble up and down with their pace, and at the same time the child also has to make various New Year's greetings to the crowd of onlookers, waving hands, etc. The children are dressed up as characters in ancient make-up dramas, and the strong men with weights below are dressed in traditional folk costumes. The kind of thing that uses an iron bracket to fix the child on the back of a strong man is called a back stick, generally one person carries a child, and a strong man with great strength can carry two children by one person, and I have also seen a strong man who carries three children by one person, but very little. The kind of sedan chair that is fixed on a sedan chair without a cover with an iron bracket is called a lifting stick, two or three children can generally be fixed on the sedan chair, the height is staggered, the sedan chair is carried by eight strong men or sixteen strong men, there is a person in front of the sedan chair as the commander-in-chief, the strong man who carries the sedan chair is waisted with one hand, and the other hand throws his arm, and moves forward rhythmically with the whistle of the commander-in-chief, and the same as the single back stick, the pace is one volt, the children who have made up on the iron bracket also rise and fall with the rhythm, and also do the action of congratulations and celebration. It can be seen from the ancient makeup of the children who are fixed on iron rods that this kind of traditional folk entertainment has existed since ancient times, so that the clothes of the actors have remained unchanged. The success or failure of the iron rod program depends on the strong man who carries the iron rod on his back, not everyone can play the iron rod, and the strong man who plays the iron rod must have a rhythm and ups and downs in the performance of the show, especially the kind where many people carry the stick, and they must cooperate closely with each other to achieve the effect of the whole sedan chair fluttering up and down. In the past, men who could play with iron rods were very common sense in society and easy to find a daughter-in-law.

As for the dragon dance, rowing, Yangge twisting and other programs are clear to almost everyone, I won't say more.

Before and after the Lantern Festival, at certain distances on both sides of the street, there are also fires built with honeycomb coal, and the flames are blazing, indicating that the coming year will be prosperous. Coupled with the streamers and lanterns along the streets, the whole city presents a scene of celebration and blessings.

Every year during the Lantern Festival, I would stand on the street to watch the art parade, and I would stand until my back hurt and my legs hurt and I refused to leave. After having Yangyang, Yangyang was always carried by Lu Tao or carried on his back to see the red fire, and now that Yangyang is more than ten years old, his father has to put him on his shoulder, otherwise he will be crowded in the crowd and can't see the performance in the middle of the street at all.

But on the fourth day of junior high school, my aunt called and said that she didn't need to pick up her grandfather to go to the city for fifteen, and she found that her grandfather had been in a trance recently and often said strange things. For example, when a grandfather suddenly fell while walking, and his family helped him up, he would say that he had been pushed down by a ghost. Or he would often look out the window and say that a large group of ghosts came in and called him, and his aunt asked him what the ghosts were like, and he said that the ghosts were all wearing robes and horse-goats and watermelon hats. In addition, my grandfather also said that every night, my two deceased grandmothers would stay with him and talk all night. Listen to the strange cautious.

After listening to my aunt's description on the phone, my parents and brother and I hurried back to the village. Fortunately, my aunt's house was large, and in addition to the five old houses, she also built five new houses for her son, so that we could go back and live in them. But my aunt kept complaining that my father shouldn't have sold the house, saying that when people were old, they wanted to go back to the village and had no place to live. When Dad heard his aunt count him, he always kept his head down and didn't want to bite out his son, who was bent on going to the city. In fact, everyone knows that the house was sold by the younger brother, and the younger brother doesn't like farming, so he has to be a city man. In my aunt's words, being a security guard in the city is more faceless than farming in the village?

Yang Yang also followed me back to the village, he has been almost inseparable from me since he was born, and I will take him there when I go there.

When I saw my grandfather, I found that my grandfather was much older than a few months ago, his right hand was constantly trembling, and his eyes were not so bright. But as soon as grandpa saw Yangyang, he smiled, and would take a piece of dim sum for Yangyang to eat, Yangyang didn't think the dim sum was too sweet to eat, so he would stuff it into Yangyang's hand vigorously, and said in his mouth: "Eat, eat, it's delicious." ”

When I see my grandfather now, my eyes are often moist. Back then, my grandfather was the most powerful person in the village, and he could carry a bag full of grain weighing more than 100 catties on his shoulders with one hand. During the Cultural Revolution, only my family had land for himself in the village, and no one dared to come to my house to cut the tail of capitalism. The self-reserved land was planted by my grandfather, one in the east and one in the west, and it was these pieces of self-reserved land that ensured that our whole family would not go hungry in that catastrophic era.

Why did China have a Cultural Revolution? Why did the whole country respond to this tyranny? I think that in addition to political reasons, the low cultural quality of the common people is a major reason, because they are not educated, so their brains are empty, and empty brains are the easiest to be loaded into things, and the easiest to be washed and replaced. At that time, the whole country was brainwashed, and the people at that time were like worker ants who blindly worshiped the ant king, living without themselves, just tools in the hands of others.

Well, let's not talk about these political events, otherwise my book will not be published.

Come back and talk about my grandpa. In addition to my grandfather's strength and strength, the bad thing is that he has a violent temperament all his life, but strength, strength, and violent temperament are originally words in a group, and they are very related to each other.

So I've been afraid of my grandfather since I was a child, no, it's our whole family that is afraid of grandpa. Between my brother and me, my grandfather doted on my brother the most, but beat me the least. Except that my grandfather beat my ass when I accidentally broke the blue and white porcelain plate that I had inherited, and my grandfather never beat me again, but he often disciplined me, and every time I was very hurt. So when I was a kid, I didn't like my grandfather as a person. The most memorable time was when my grandfather somehow got angry, picked up a pot of rice and threw it in the yard, of course, the result was that the pot was broken and the rice was spilled, and my brother and I were hungry at the time, and I remember that I was tempted to pick up the mud-stained food from the ground and stuff it into my mouth.

But now that he is old, I no longer care about his violence back then, I only remember his goodness. Grandpa farmed until he was 80 years old, and he was an expert in farming in the village, and the fields planted by his grandfather were bound to have a bumper harvest. Some villagers once asked their grandfather for advice on farming, but he only said two words: Diligence! Grandpa would get rid of the stones and weeds in each field, and he would pick up thatch manure again and again to the field, so as to raise the field to be fattened. There is delicious food at home, grandpa always likes to stand aside and watch his family eat, and he rarely eats himself, when I was a child, I thought he didn't like to eat, August 15 always gave me and my brother the moon cake that belonged to him, and always put the meat pieces into my and my brother's bowl during the New Year. In fact, when I was five years old, I felt the warm side of my grandfather: one day in early winter, I went to the river with my friends to play, and saw that the river was frozen, and I didn't know that the ice was only as thin as paper, so I just wanted to skate on it and play, and I didn't want one foot to just step on the ice, and people fell into the river, but fortunately, the river was not deep, and the other foot had not gone down, so I climbed up. But I didn't dare to go home, not because I was afraid of my parents, but because I was afraid of being trained by my grandfather. I found a sunny place to visit, took off my warm cotton shoes and put them in the sun, and sat on the street with one bare foot in my arms, and of course, my shoes were not dried after lunch. Later, when I saw my grandfather coming, I looked at my grandfather in fear, thinking that he would definitely scold me, but I didn't expect him to scold me, but let me climb on his back and carry me back. I remember that I still felt very strange when I climbed on my grandfather's back, because my grandfather only carried my brother on weekdays, and never carried me. Grandpa's patriarchal concept is very deep. But despite this, the scene of my grandfather carrying me home has always remained in my memory clearly, because of that, I am sure that my grandfather also loves me.

The last thing I want to say is that when I saw my grandfather's trembling right hand, the whole family didn't think deeply, thinking that it was normal for people to tremble when they were old, and some old people were shaking all over their bodies, and they would have to live for many years if they were shaking like that. In the same way, I also thought that my grandfather must have lived for many years, at least ten years, and even thought that in a few days his hands would not tremble, and he would recover his health, because he had great strength and strength in his life, and he would not age easily. But unexpectedly, one day my grandfather fell down again and never got up, and then he lay in bed for three days before dying.

Although there was a precursor to my grandfather's death, it was still too sudden for me, because I had no experience, I didn't know that a person's hallucination was a manifestation of weakness, and I never thought that an 89-year-old person could leave his relatives at any time, in a word, I never associated death with grandpa, and until a mourning hall was built in the courtyard for grandpa, I didn't believe the facts in front of me, thinking that everyone was just rehearsing a play.

Yang Yang and I watched and participated in the rehearsal of this play, Yang Yang felt very funny when he saw me put on the mourning clothes made of white cotton according to the folk customs, and when his grandfather went out of the funeral, there was a folk band to follow him to the grave, which also made Yang Yang very excited, he seemed to have no idea that the person who was lying in the coffin and buried in the soil was the grandfather who loved him the most, he didn't even think about whether there was a person lying in the coffin, probably for him, the funeral scene and the Lantern Festival street parade have something in common, that is, lively. Therefore, in my aunt's long cry, Yangyang and I didn't shed a single tear.

It was two months after I really felt or believed that my grandfather had passed away, because I would never see him again, and I had to believe that my grandfather really didn't exist. In the following time, I dreamed of my grandfather almost every day, and it was only after this person completely disappeared that endless thoughts of him welled up in my heart.

My mother-in-law was very dissatisfied with me taking Yangyang to send my grandfather to the grave, so she invited the master to my house to do a ritual again. I was angry and said to my mother-in-law: "When Yangyang's grandfather came out of the funeral, Yangyang also followed him to the crematorium, so was there nothing wrong with that time?"

"Of course, that's his own grandfather, how can something happen?!" this was the mother-in-law's answer.

I ignored my mother-in-law, and on many issues, I couldn't explain it clearly to her, I just wanted to explain the truth to Yangyang clearly. After my grandfather's funeral, I told Yang Yang that there are no ghosts in the world, and ghosts are a fantasy when people are afraid, and an excuse when they can't explain something. (To be continued.) )