"The Shadow of Suffering" Chapter 50

When it was close to the end of the year, several streets in Huangzhen were crowded with people every day, and people almost crushed the streets. But Huangzhen Middle School is as deserted as an ice cellar. Teachers in the county moved back after the winter vacation; Most of the teachers who live in the school's staff building have returned to the countryside and have been reunited with their hometowns. Those who go out will not come back until the end of the New Year and the eve of the start of school.

The doors of several male and female teachers living in single dormitories have also been locked for a long time. What a year flies! Zhu Yushen, a liberal arts teacher who is still alone, looked at the depressed scene in the school and really felt that the New Year was coming, so he had the above lonely and helpless sigh.

Last year's Chinese New Year's Eve, he spent it alone in the school dormitory. After a little wine that night, he became a poet in a beautiful prose poem in praise of his Snow White. He wrote, letting the firecrackers outside the door resound one after another. When he was drunk and drowsy, he heard the sound of firecrackers outside again, and he knew that it was a sign that the New Year had quietly arrived.

According to the rules, Zhu Yushen wanted to go back to Sun Village's hometown to worship his ancestors a few years ago. On the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the year, Zhu Yushen got up early, carried his burden, and set foot on the way home. He chartered a motorcycle and drove him straight to the end of the concrete road not far from his home.

Their village was on a small hillside, and there was only a slightly wider dirt road between the village and the concrete road. Because it just rained last night, the road was full of mud and it was very difficult to walk. Zhu Yushen only got out of the car at the end of the cement road. He stopped at the junction, looked at the village among the trees and the hill behind it, took a deep breath, and said to himself, "I am back today, and welcome me, the grave of my father, which is covered with thorns, and the house that is covered with moss......

After returning from the ancestral worship, the little aunt called Zhu Yushen first, and she said that her husband, who was an official in the Education Bureau, had taken his wife to their daughter's house in Nanjing for the New Year. In this way, there were only two of them left in the family during the New Year, which was relatively deserted, so Zhu Yushen was asked to come to her house to accompany them to welcome the New Year.

The little aunt is only six years older than Zhu Yushen, and she is the daughter of his grandparents when they are not confused. Her older brothers and sisters were born more than ten years before her, and they are Zhu Yushen's father and aunt. The little aunt is beautiful, and after graduating from middle school, she entered the garment factory in Suncun Town.

Because she was ingenious and willing to specialize in business, she became a technician in the factory a few years later. Therefore, she has the capital to be picky when it comes to choosing a mate. If you can't be high or low, you will become an old girl. But she has always been clean, and the man she doesn't like doesn't want to touch her.

Finally, when she was nearly thirty years old, she waited for the teacher of Suncun Middle School, whose marriage had been delayed because of her participation in adult graduate education. The eldest boy was gentle and elegant, and although he was born in a family of educators, he was cynical and despised all cynical vulgar fans, so he postponed his marriage. When someone introduced the little aunt to him, they were satisfied with each other, and a year later they entered the palace of marriage.

Zhu Yushen graduated from a normal secondary school student, and was fortunate to get a place for further study, and after going to the provincial capital for further study, he came back and became a middle school teacher. All this is because his little uncle, father and son appreciate him and exalt him. But Zhu Yushen still didn't like to have contact with their father and son, and felt that the aristocratic atmosphere in their bones overwhelmed him.

So when the little aunt asked him to go to her house for the New Year this year, Zhu Yushen's first reaction was that there were many inconveniences in their house. The first is restraint, to pretend to be smiling against your will, and listen to your uncle's bragging; In addition, they don't have children yet, and it is sometimes awkward for three adults to be together. So I decided not to go, but I couldn't find a reason to excuse myself for a while.

Now, he stared at the black screen of that computer in a daze, feeling exhausted. On weekdays, when he occasionally has inspiration, he thinks about the black screen. Ten fingers quickly knocked out one Chinese character after another, leaving his heart on it, and most of his hands could not keep up with the speed of his heart. The computer was also the only device in his dorm room where he could be entertained, but apart from listening to music, he abandoned other functions such as computer games and chatting. This is also why he wants to create a peaceful environment for himself to live and write.

When Zhu Yushen was stunned there, the phone call from the eldest aunt came. The eldest aunt told Zhu Yushen on the phone that he had to go to their house for the New Year this year anyway, otherwise, their family would call neighbors and relatives to scold. Zhu Yushen thought about it for a while, the eldest aunt's family and his cousin of the same age were married and separated; My cousin recently divorced and lives with her eight-year-old daughter. Their house is obviously more lively than the little aunt's house, and this is also a strong reason to turn down the little aunt's invitation.

So he happily signed for the eldest aunt. Then he said to his aunt, "My aunt told me to go to her." In addition, I miss my children, so I will go to my aunt's place this year, and I will come to your house next year for the New Year. The sister-in-law said, "You may be married next year, will you come to me again?" You can go to your sister's house, she is also your relative after all. ”

This sentence made Zhu Yushen feel uncomfortable. In fact, in this world, the person closest to him lives dozens of kilometers away, and that is his mother. When Zhu Yu was still in the lower grades of primary school, his parents quarreled all day long for money and family trivialities, which made him at a loss. At this time, he had to go to the grove on the edge of the village with his books to study on his own, so as to escape the disputes between his parents.

On a rainy winter day, my mother left the house with a big bag and glanced at him as she went. He was sitting in the fire box, thinking that it was an ordinary trip for his mother to run errands or visit relatives. As everyone knows, after my mother left, she never came back, nearly 20 years ago. The complicated look in her eyes as she left often came back to his mind. When he thought of his mother, the feeling in Zhu Yushen's heart was first longing, then turning into resentment, and then sighing.

Her mother later remarried to Zhang Village in a neighboring town and had a son with her husband.

In this upcoming day when firecrackers are sounding to bid farewell to the old year, laughter and laughter welcome spring, and thousands of lights are lit up, it should have been a family reunion and sharing the family. However...... I wonder how my mother is doing now? Will she be happy after the Chinese New Year, and will she be able to think of herself like her two aunts? Zhu Yushen thought of this, his nose was sour, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes unconsciously. He kicked the door shut. He seems to be extremely strong and striving for progress, but he doesn't want people to see the other side of his vulnerability.

The next day was Chinese New Year's Eve. When he woke up in the morning, Zhu Yushen hurriedly walked to the mirror and looked at his eyes, which no longer looked red and swollen. After packing up, he stepped onto his bike. Because the aunt's house is in Jiulian Village, Suncun Town, which is more than ten miles away from Huang Town, Zhu Yushen rode quickly as soon as he got out of school. He saw that the joy of the people around him was overflowing, and there was a joyful scene everywhere. His heart flew with the wheels, indulging in the wind.

My aunt's house is a three-room blue brick house, and the roof has been replaced with leak-proof and beautiful glazed tiles. The exterior and interior walls of the house are also painted white, making it look clean and beautiful. Zhu Yushen hasn't been here for a long time. When he arrived at his aunt's house, he saw this new scene and thought that he should do it. Now that the conditions are better, we need to live comfortably. Zhu Yushen pushed the car into the yard, and when she entered the house, she found her uncle, aunt, cousin and her daughter all at home.

After the cold noise, he put the gifts he bought on the table. Lunch is noodles, so you can cope with it casually, because you have to eat a hearty Chinese New Year's Eve meal in the evening. After Zhu Yushen finished eating, he walked outside the house and looked at the building not far from the side. The last time I visited, the exterior of the building was being painted, which my aunt used for her son's wedding. Zhu Yushen glanced over, but found a couple in their thirties cleaning in front of the door. He felt that something was wrong and hurriedly walked back to the house.

When I entered the house, I found my aunt and uncle stewing pork in a large pot in the kitchen room behind the house. My aunt was busy on the pot, and my uncle was adding firewood under the stove. My cousin's girl, Wan'er, was eating candy and jumping happily on the stove. Zhu Yushen asked about the new house. His aunt told him that his cousin's object was reluctant to ask for the house. They had no choice but to sell it and buy a house on Suncun Street for him to marry.

Zhu Yushen responded, feeling that he couldn't intervene here, so he went to his cousin's room. My cousin was half-lying on the bed in a white pajama jacket, covering her legs and feet with a quilt, and watching TV indifferently. Zhu Yushen also turned to the TV and found that she was watching a love soap opera. He also looked absent-mindedly. Seeing his cousin's blank expression, he remembered his cousin's past.

A few years ago, my cousin was working outside with a poor boy from a neighboring village. My cousin was washing dishes in a restaurant, and the poor boy was decorating. Because they are alone in the field to work, they are more tired from work, and they are fellow villagers, so they love each other. Because of the close obedience, he soon fell in love and couldn't extricate himself. When my cousin came home, I said that my uncle and aunt didn't want my cousin to marry the poor boy. But their two lovers are unswerving. After a hard struggle, they eventually got married.

However, because of poverty, my cousin's wedding was poor, and her material life after marriage was not the same as that of other little women. My cousin's psychology gradually changed, so it was inevitable that they would quarrel often. After the birth of their daughter Wan'er, the economic conditions became even more difficult, and as a result, they had to divorce. Her man is poor and unenterprising, and others say that he may not be able to raise a daughter alone.

The cousin was really worried that he couldn't afford to raise it, so she simply took Wan'er back to her parents' house. My uncle and aunt didn't count her much later, because she had already been scolded for being indecent. She had mental problems, and she sat in a trance all day, staring at someone for a long time.

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