So a year after my second sister left home, there was an incident where I was swept away by the water, which is the only time I have seen my mother and a merchant who has been scolded by my dad and never quarreled with my dad in her life. After my dad scolded my mother for a while, he reached a consensus with my Aunt Fan to give his second child to Lao Gao's aunt. My Aunt Fan of the old Gao family is more and more happy, saying that she likes the quiet and honest appearance of the second child of the old Song family, and the second girl of her family, Jiang Jiang, is also honest, these two children can not bully anyone together, and she is relieved to have this aunt.

With the approval of Aunt Fan's verbal aunt, I finally officially crossed paths with her girl one day. It was 1976, and I was going to school with Aunt Fan's second daughter, Gao Jiangjiang, and a few other neighborhood children. This girl who later fulfilled my title of "aunt", at that time, there was nothing impressive, at least in my memory, she never caught my attention for anything, but I can still feel her presence by my side from time to time, just like my own siblings, I can use it all the time, but I have never deliberately paid attention to it, it is both important and neglected.

The east courtyard of the Gaojiang family is the old Huang family, the old Huang family and the couple can't have children, it is said that it is the problem of Huang Auntie, and their daughter Huang Chunmei is the child who is coming, everyone knows it in the alley, and Huang Chunmei herself knows it. But as an only daughter, Huang Chunmei is very favored at home, and all the delicious and good clothes are enjoyed by herself, and we, even if there are delicious food, we have to share it with several children, not to mention what to wear, only the eldest in each family can have new clothes to wear, and the following ones are all worn next to each other. All the children envy Huang Chunmei, whether it is a girl or a boy. Huang Chunmei doesn't care about her background, I have never seen her have any inferiority complex, she feels very glorious. In fact, in our eyes, she does deserve glory. That kind of pampered life is something we don't want.

Gao Jiangjiang and Huang Chunmei and I were in the same class, and the teacher assigned them to a study group, and every day after school, the three of us lay on the edge of the kang in my house, standing and writing our homework, or sitting on a small stool on the dining table on the ground. I have never been to Gao Jiangjiang's house to do my homework, and Aunt Fan doesn't like to go to her house too often; I haven't been to Huang Chunmei's house either, her father is too strict, except for Huang Chunmei herself, all the children in the alley are afraid of him. So, the three of us would spend a morning or an afternoon at my house every day.

Through Huang Chunmei's mouth, the classmates in the class knew that Gao Jiangjiang and I were two people, and our "two people" were often ridiculed and isolated, which was due to the fact that Huang Chunmei constantly turned the details of her observations into probing news and spread it among her classmates, and there were also reasons why I personally showed special care for Gao Jiangjiang in front of everyone. What happened again and again further confirmed that we were "two people".

One year, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we had morning classes, and at noon, the three of us went straight back to my house after school, just in time for one of my father's apprentices to visit the door and deliver two packs of mooncakes. For the Mid-Autumn Festival moon cakes, we generally start after the Mid-Autumn Festival of the previous year, and look forward to the next Mid-Autumn Festival, and there will be no moon cakes for more than 360 days in the middle. The three of us each got a piece. My mother was loud but kind-hearted, and even though she cherished food, she would not hesitate to give it to the neighbors' children. I took the mooncake and looked at the word "Mid-Autumn Festival" on it repeatedly, and a trace of saliva slid from the empty stomach through my throat to the tip of my tongue.

I happily took the mooncake and prepared to go out of the house, find a place where no one was around, and then decide how to taste it better. I went to the sand fruit tree in my back garden, and sat down on the stones that were placed there for the shade, and they followed. By the time they walked under the tree, everyone had already taken two bites of the mooncake.

The two of them sat together on another rock, face to face with me. Huang Chunmei has to occupy a lot of space, she is afraid of staining the pink gauze skirt that is envied by the girls in the class, so she lifts it up and lets her shorts sit next to the stone, and the corners of the skirt that are hugged together hang down the middle of the two legs to the ground, hanging between the two legs and dragging the legs down to the ground, the two legs stretch forward hard, trying to put her feet on the stone where I am sitting, but it is not long enough, she keeps taking turns up and down and pounding the ground with her two feet, while stretching her neck to look at the whole moon cake in my hand, and ask me why I don't eat it? I said that when you have eaten, you will be hungry. So she didn't eat it anymore. Turned his head and began to look at Gao Jiangjiang's moon cakes again.

Gao Jiangjiang didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two of us, and munched on the moon cake with her head bored, and I watched her gently pull out the exposed green and red silk with the tip of her tongue and upper teeth, and then rolled it into her mouth with the tip of her tongue and chewed. Huang Chunmei and I have been watching Gao Jiangjiang dragging the green and red silk one by one, gnawing on the moon cake crust one by one, and eating a piece of moon cake little by little. Then Huang Chunmei laughed, jumped up from the stone with most of her half of the moon cake at Gao Jiangjiang, and turned around twice on the ground, but the skirt had not fallen off her waist. After the turn, she bent down and stretched out the moon cake to Gao Jiangjiang's eyes and said, you don't have it, you don't have it! Gao Jiangjiang only realized at this time that he was about to be tricked by Huang Chunmei again. She lifted her eyes to look at me.

She's used to this, glancing at me for anything at all times, and then either I do it or I tell her how to do it.

I glanced at Huang Chunmei, she was still there swinging mooncakes back and forth and laughing, and I laughed too. Gao Jiangjiang's face was red, maybe he knew that he had no face, or maybe it was because his moon cakes were gone, and he was a little heartbroken when he saw the two of us together. She said curtly: "No, there is no food, anyway, I ate it." Although he said so, he obviously lacked confidence.

Huang Chunmei got the opportunity to have moon cakes in her hand to covet Gao Jiangjiang, as if she had won a major victory, and she became more and more carnival. Originally, Gao Jiangjiang didn't necessarily mind how much he didn't have to eat, but he was depressed by Huang Chunmei's schadenfreude, and he actually sobbed. But that didn't stop Huang Chunmei's sneer.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I glanced down at my moon cakes, broke them in half, and gave them to Gao Jiangjiang. Seeing my actions, Huang Chunmei was stunned, because half a moon cake was half a year's expectation, and I gave up half a year so easily. She stopped the carnival and yelled at me, "What are you doing for her, dead garlic nose!" "I do!" I replied to her.

My nose was round and big, and the adults said it was a garlic nose. It seemed to me that this nose looked ugly on my face. Huang Chunmei knows my pain very well, and what she relieves the most is to scold me for my dead garlic nose.

After scolding the garlic nose, Huang Chunmei didn't understand her hatred, and scolded us again, "Two dead, you two are dead!" ”。 I ran home while scolding, and my homework was not written at my house. Leaving me and Gao Jiangjiang, who were used to being abused by her, were left. We ignored her departure, I pulled Gao Jiangjiang and sat back on the stone, chatting while slowly eating my two and a half mooncakes under the sand fruit tree until my brother returned home in the afternoon.

We saw my brother sneaking around under the tree with his school bag, curling his neck and heels outside the fence to peek out the window behind him for a few moments, and then creeping into his and my room. Before he could sit down, my mom found out. My mom was yelling and asking why she came back so late, and she took his arm and sniffed the sleeves of her clothes and smelled the smoke. My mother was furious, turned around and went to the outhouse to pick up a broom and beat me violently. My brother is naughty, and he has also practiced martial arts, my mother's broom pimple does not have much deterrent to him, not to mention that he has been beaten so much that he has tempered his will like gold and steel, for my mother's broom pimple crackling on his buttocks, he does not change his face at all, his heart does not beat, there is no painful expression, but I feel that my ass is hurting in the process of watching.

This was the first time my brother had been beaten since last autumn, and he was beaten the most in the summer. Ever since I was flooded, my mom and dad have forbade all my children to go down to the river to play, but this rule was only made for me, because my eldest sister and second sister were not interested in going down the river at all, and my brother didn't enforce it at all. Only I, since that time, have been afraid of being drifted uncontrollably to a strange place and never come back, so I always retreat to the Hetao for three miles, and I don't dare to lean forward at all. My brother couldn't give up playing in the river, so he was beaten by my mother every summer. My mother's way of checking whether my brother went to the river was simple and rude, if my brother did not come back from outside within a reasonable time frame, it was a suspicious phenomenon, my mother had to scratch his arm with her fingers first, if there were three white scratches, there was evidence that he went to the river loop to bathe again, and I couldn't help but say that the gift to him was a violent beating. Beating him up has always been my mother's business, and my dad has never beaten a child. My mother beat him for a variety of reasons, the most classic one was that he led a few children in the alley to secretly prick the lid of a total of six cans of Chen Hui's house in the backyard with foreign nails, and after drinking the canned water inside, he put it back as it was. After many days, when Chen Hui's mother found out, the six cans were completely moldy and had green hairs. After a brief interrogation, Chen Hui's younger brother recruited the main culprit Song Dongli and some accomplices all of them, and the result was that Song Dongli beat my mother without changing his face and heartbeat, and then my mother paid him six cans of money. Several other children who drank the sweetness were also found by Chen Hui's mother, and they lost some money and were beaten a little. My mother's beating didn't play a role at all for my brother, but he developed the ability to resist beating, so that he learned a lot of bad habits more and more, probably because he was not afraid of my mother's beating. So as a result of the beating for smoking this time, he pretended to stand on the wall of our room with his eyebrows lowered and followed my mother's broom, but in fact he always smiled evilly and squeezed his eyes at the little mooncakes left in Gao Jiangjiang's hands and me.

The good Mid-Autumn Festival mooncakes were stirred up by Huang Chunmei and my brother without their sweet taste, and only the green and red silk was left, reminding me that the next time I met them, it must be a year later.

The day after Huang Chunmei ran back to her house with my mooncakes, her classmates learned more about us eating a piece of mooncakes together.

I don't mind what others say about me and Gao Jiangjiang, and Gao Jiangjiang doesn't seem to mind, we still go our own way, as if we are really two people. No matter when, I automatically and consciously take Gao Jiangjiang as my own responsibility, and Gao Jiangjiang automatically and consciously accepts my responsibility.

We lived a childhood life without scruples and ignorance. But when I became sensible, I regretted to find that my responsibility was really just a responsibility.

This discovery came about after I met Kimbe in high school.