Chapter 9: I don't care if he loves me or not

He remembers a rainy day three years ago. He was waiting for a man at the intersection he would pass every day. He waited. From five to six, from six to seven. During this period, Su's father, who was sitting in the car, impatiently urged him over and over again. But he just wouldn't go. He just wouldn't leave when he couldn't see the people he wanted to see. Later, there was no way, Su's father picked up a dead branch from the side of the road and almost dragged him into the car.

No one knows what kind of mood he was in at the time. It was a frustration he hadn't had in ten or twenty years. One of his frustrations was that he was about to leave the place where he had lived for more than ten years, and the girl who had played with him since childhood did not come to see him off. The second thing he was frustrated about was that his father, who had always loved him the most, hit him for the first time. The withered branches fell on him as if they had fallen on his heart.

A year ago, he was in a car accident. I had five or six stitches in my brain. For most of the half month he spent in the hospital, he was not allowed to go anywhere. It's always boring news on TV. All the food and drink are also boiled by my mother. During that time, his head often felt buzzing, as if it was about to burst at any moment. The doctor said that when the car accident happened, his brain was hit by the ground, and it was fortunate that he did not compress the nerve and lost his memory. But he would rather he didn't remember anything.

The girl sitting on the bus, looking at the backward scenery behind her, suddenly returned to that rainy day three years ago. She finished school at five o'clock that day, as usual, and the drizzle outside suddenly became heavier. In the misty rain and fog, she recognized the taxi parked in front of the school. The window rolled down, and sure enough, it was Dad's familiar face. It's just that this face is not full of smiles like usual, but pale and ugly, "Xiaoxue, your grandma is dying." ”

Grandma lives in the country. The roads in the countryside are already bumpy and difficult to walk, and there are no street lights at night. Daddy Le drove for more than two hours to arrive. Le Xiaoxue, who was immersed in her sad world, pretended to have forgotten about Su Luosheng's move. By the time she remembered it, it was the fifth day of her grandmother's death.

Grandma was used to living a hard life all her life. She was widowed in middle age and raised two children on her thin shoulders. My aunt has been rebellious since she was a child, and after she got married, she didn't care about her old mother, and she never came back once during the New Year's holidays. Dad called to talk about her, but all he got on the phone was a sneer from her: "Big brother, there is an old saying, a married daughter is like water spilled." Now that I'm married, why should I go back? ”

My aunt was married to a rich man. Based on the conditions of his husband's family, taking care of his grandmother is equivalent to hiring an extra housekeeping aunt. But my aunt just didn't want to take my grandmother to live with her. The woman who held her in her arms since she was a child and kept putting her face against her skin, when she mentioned her again, as a daughter, she just had a look of disgust.

Dad wanted to take Grandma to live with them, but Grandma didn't want to say anything. She said, "No. I'm so old that I don't want to toss and turn anymore. And I'm used to this kind of life in the country, the rooster crows, the sun sets, it's good, it's good. When she said it was fine, Le Xiaoxue noticed that there was a loneliness on her face that she couldn't hide.

Although grandma didn't move in with them in the end, every winter and summer vacation, Le Xiaoxue would always go to the countryside to live with grandma for a while. At that time, her favorite thing to do was to grow vegetables after her grandmother. After countless days and nights, the seeds grew into green vegetables. As long as you see this Le Xiaoxue, you will be full of infinite hope for your existing life. She hopes that through her own efforts, her father will have a good life, and her grandmother will also have a good life. It's just that before she let her grandmother live a good life, she will sleep forever.

Grandma's funeral was very shabby. Most of the houses in the countryside are rough houses, and because of the long time, when it rains, the house leaks everywhere on rainy days. Le Xiaoxue can imagine what kind of environment her grandmother spent the last few days of his life.

My aunt also came. She came in a conspicuous red Chevrolet. Although this car is not particularly expensive in the big city, it still causes quite a stir among the countrymen who have not seen much of the world. Dad looked at her coldly, and the first thing he said was, "Are you here to attend your mother's funeral, or are you here to show off that you have found a rich husband?" ”

In the face of such obvious cynicism from her eldest brother, my aunt was not angry at all, "Big brother, I don't like to hear what you say." It's not like you don't know that it takes two hours to get from the city to the countryside at the earliest. Are you going to let me take the bus all the way? She frowned in disgust as she spoke, "Oh my God, how can this place be lived?" ”

Le Dad looked at her strangely. Look at her like a stranger. At that moment, he felt that if that face still showed that the person in front of him was her sister. He really suspected that this person was someone else pretending. Because if it was his sister, how could he forget that they grew up in this house? What has time changed his kind, simple, and unworldly sister?

The man who was called uncle by Le Xiaoxue still didn't come. The explanation he gave was busy. Busy? How busy can it be? So busy that you don't even have time to attend your mother-in-law's funeral?

Regarding that man, Le Xiaoxue only passed him once. He was a very clean man, and from his skin, clothing, and words and deeds, you can easily see what kind of family he came from since he was a child. When he and his aunt got married, he threw it and set up thirty tables in the best hotel in City A.

What is the concept of a table of thirty? Especially for my aunt, who has had a psychological shadow of poverty since she was a child, this is undoubtedly a blueprint for her future life in advance. God knows, she's had enough of the life she used to have when she wanted something and could only look at it.

At that time, only her and her father were in attendance. Even though they brought out what they thought was the best piece of clothing in their wardrobe, it still looked out of place in front of their bright family. Although the man he called Uncle was okay with them on the surface, there was an unconcealed disgust in his eyes in the blink of an eye. She heard him say to his family: "Look at their poor and sour appearance, if it weren't for the fact that Xiao Lin has no relatives, I wouldn't have called them." ”

At that time, she actually ran childishly to find her aunt. She said that this man doesn't love you at all, how can he love you if he doesn't even love your family? At that time, she thought that her aunt would be very angry when she heard about it and would have a big fight with the man. But she didn't. She just laughed, and after laughing, she stroked her head and said: "Xiaoxue, you are still young, when you reach my age and have certain social experience and experience, you will know that the inferiority complex, fear, and vanity that this world brings you can actually be achieved through guò money." In other words, I didn't marry this man, I married his money. So I don't care if he loves me or not. ”