(a)

At that time, the family was very happy, and Dad thought that Grandpa would be able to sit up from now on. However, at about six o'clock the next night, Ya cooked a meal and went to feed her grandfather, shouting a lot, but grandpa was still motionless, Ya panicked and shouted: "Sister--, come and see, is grandpa dead?" The sisters shouted "Grandpa" and pushed him the arm. But Grandpa didn't respond, he was still so calm, as if he was in a deep sleep. At this time, the sisters were sure that their grandfather was gone, and they couldn't help crying, "Grandpa--grandpa--" The sad cry attracted the neighbors to knock on the door, and the neighbors said, "What's the matter, is there something going on at home?" Neither of them was at home. Ya cried and said, "My grandfather is dead, woo---"

Later, when people learned that it was the children's neighbor's grandfather who died instead of their own grandfather, they praised their parents for being so kind to the neighbor and the elderly, and what kind-hearted people the two were. After the grandfather died, he was dragged back to his hometown by his godson and buried in the soil with a snow-white cloth wrapped in his whole body, without a coffin, which is said to be the burial of the Hui people. Grandpa, he came to the world as white as jade, experienced the baptism of wind and rain in the world, and left as white as jade.

Ya still thinks of the neighbor's grandfather, and still has inexplicable heartache, the person who was good to him when he was a child really doesn't care whether he is related by blood or not, this is an unforgettable family affection. People who were good to themselves when they were children really miss their whole lives, and they miss them from childhood to old age. In Ya's heart, the best thing for herself when she was a child was her grandmother, she was always so kind and gentle, just like the warm sunshine, which bathed Ya in warmth. Although my mother is very gentle with herself, she doesn't like to talk, and she is busy until dark every day before coming back. My father was short-tempered, and sometimes the sisters were arguing, and my father would beat them hard with a whip or a stick. At that time, Ya felt so painful in her body, it hurt to hit her legs and she used her hands to protect her legs, and her hands were hit again, and she jumped to her feet in pain, but her father still didn't stop.

Now I think about it, my father's life is too stressful, he is not a very cheerful person, he is a real person, he is angry in the unit and endures, and the pressure of life is great, and he will inevitably get angry with the children when he goes home. And Ya has a stubborn temper, and she doesn't want to cry and beg for mercy like her sister and sister when she lets her father beat: "Dad, don't fight, I won't dare anymore......"

The kind grandmother gave Ya endless warmth, and she liked to sleep in her grandmother's arms at night in winter, and let her grandmother sing nursery rhymes and tell stories to herself. I remember that when my grandmother cooked on the fire, she always cooked two sweet potatoes for Ya in the stove. The sweet potatoes are so sweet, why are the sweet potatoes so sweet when I was a child? Why can't you eat such sweet sweet potatoes when you grow up? Until now, Yadu thinks that roasted sweet potatoes are simply delicious in the world, much better than meat.

The grandfather and grandmother who loved him so much in his childhood have now passed away, and when she thinks of them, Ya still tears sadly. In a lonely childhood, because of their love, childhood will leave strings of innocent laughter. I remember that when I had a daughter, my leg hurt, and my grandmother was very worried and told me a lot of local methods. Every year after that, my grandmother saw Mr. Ya and asked her if her leg still hurts? Ya remembers that her grandmother once bought herself a delicate watch, and made herself beautiful cotton clothes and cotton shoes, and when she grew up, she also made herself a beautiful pink cheongsam, and the buckle on the neckline was so exquisite. Looking back, the most in my mind is the good memories of childhood, the warmth of childhood, just like the saying "A happy childhood heals a lifetime, and an unhappy childhood heals a lifetime." ”

Outside the window, the sun is so beautiful, the weather is so sunny, thinking of the neighbor's grandfather, thinking of the grandmother, Ya's heart aches faintly. Tears, why can't they fall involuntarily? Why did the longing for them not diminish with their departure, but deepened and painful? For so many years, it has been said that time is the medicine for heartache, why is there such a real pain?

The Ya family finally moved to a place very close to her elementary school, which was also two houses and a small courtyard. The house was eventually bought by my sister. Because my father said that the place was prosperous, and my brother-in-law liked to do business, it was more appropriate to sell it to them. My brother-in-law turned it into a four-story building and opened it into a hostel, and the business was very good. Father and mother bought a piece of land on the outskirts of the city to build a three-story house, and Ya's family went from having no house to having a house, which should have been after Ya entered the social work. At that time, when it came to buying a house and building a house, my father didn't dare to think about it, the salary of the unit where he worked was never high, and there was not much left except for living expenses. Mom dared to think that she didn't have enough money to borrow some from relatives and friends, and she didn't owe anything to pay it back.

My sisters and sisters are looking for locals, and they all have several houses at home. Ya didn't want to find a local, her heart was always far away, and it seemed that this idea came from a very young age. She hopes to start a family outside the home in the future, and she thinks that is also a successful life. She feels that marriage is near, and once she gets angry or something, her parents will be worried. But Ya made a big mistake by not considering the economic conditions. My father and mother always said: "There is nothing without a house or money, the most important thing is that people know what to do, as long as people know how to do it, they will not worry about no house and no money." "My father and mother are both honest people, and when I first got married, I had nothing, and Ya may have been invisibly influenced by her parents.

When she met her husband, Ya proposed to go to her husband's house to have a look, and when she saw that his family still lived in a mud house, she was full of sympathy, and she was reluctant to ask for anything. At that time, she and her husband were working outside, rented a small house as a new house, bought a red three-door wardrobe, bought a red bed, bought a liquefied gas stove, and the home of two began. At that time, Ya didn't dare to think about buying a house, and always felt that the house was a big deal, and she couldn't afford to buy it. Later, although I built the house in my hometown, I still lived in it very uncomfortable, so I didn't want to live there.

Without a stable place to live, there is always a feeling of rootlessness. I can't live in my mother's house for a lifetime, and I'm afraid that my brother and daughter-in-law will be unhappy after a long time. Because there will be disputes between children, and it will affect the relationship between adults over time. Since her father left, Ya's desire to have a house has become more and more serious, so much so that she said it in front of her mother and sister every day for the past two years.

My mother lives on the outskirts of the city, and because the people there have land to sell, every family is considered rich. It is said that in the early years, girls from distant towns competed to marry in, and the men in this place, some of whom were very ugly, could also find a beautiful daughter-in-law. Because the people here have land, they have built piles of buildings and sold them layer by layer, of course, they are all small property rights, and the price is half cheaper than that of commercial houses.

This house in Yamai is 5 floors, and it is also a relative's, because it is a relative, so it is said that it can be paid in installments. The down payment is 100,000 yuan, and most of the 100,000 yuan is borrowed from my mother, and my husband comes back every Spring Festival every year to pay 30,000 yuan for the house, which will be paid off in three years.

After the down payment was given to a relative, and after writing the receipt, Ya began to renovate the house. At that time, it was the Spring Festival, and Yaling's husband came to see. The walls are still gray cement, not painted white. The ground is full of broken bricks and sand grains, and the distance between north and south is very long, giving people the feeling of a lot of space.

My husband is very satisfied with the space and layout of the house, and with his son, he also has greater motivation. At that time, his salary was acceptable, and he came back with money every month. Ya gave the money to her relatives and asked him to find a master to decorate.

By the Spring Festival of the following year, the house was renovated. Because he lived on the fifth floor and the children were small, Master Yarang installed closed anti-theft windows on all the windows. The floor is covered with white tiles, and the bathrooms and kitchen are made of small yellow tiles. Ya used woven bags to drag bags of broken bricks and sand down the stairs and threw them at the garbage dump. The ground dragged over and over again, and finally the house was cleaned at night, and Ya felt that her waist was almost straight.

The window in the living room is a whole wall-long windowpane, Yamai has a double curtain, the outer layer is a yellow drapey curtain, and the inner layer is a transparent window screen, which is embroidered with a fortune tree. It is said that it is more auspicious to use yellow curtains in the living room, and this curtain is the most expensive in the curtain shop. The three bedrooms have grey curtains that give it a heavy feel.

When my husband came back, he saw the spacious and bright room with a satisfied smile on his face. He and Ya went to the furniture store to look at the furniture and bought a set of pale green fabric sofas, a black coffee table, and a black bar. Considering that her son was too young and afraid that he would fall out of bed while sleeping, Ya bought a gray tatami bed. On the left side of the tatami mat is a narrow gray fabric partition, and on the right side is a long gray fabric table that is the same length as the bed, where you can store books and small items.

Considering that the child is still young, Ya bought a small yellow square table for cooking, bought a small turntable for easy serving when guests visit, and bought eight matching small chairs. This set of tables for eating refers to the furnishings at my husband's house. Every family there eats at this table, and Ya thinks it's very convenient. Two years later, Ya bought a set of high tables and chairs in jujube, because her son could sit on such a high table and chairs. The small yellow square table, the one Ya used for painting.

On the bar opposite the sofa, Ya bought a large color TV and a small satellite pot.

The windows of the new home are bright and clean, and Ya looks at it and feels comfortable like a spring breeze. They invited the sisters to dinner, and the husband was good at cooking, and he helped in and out, and his eyes were full of joy.

Finally having her own house, Ya's long-awaited dream for many years finally came true, and she felt that she was intoxicated by the spring breeze......

Ya also often reads the news about RVs, and she is very envious of those who drive RVs around the train and use the car as their home. In my lifetime, I can try my best to go farther and wider, and I have no regrets in this life.

(b)

When I went back during the Spring Festival last year, I was relieved of the fatigue and anxiety of working, and Ya could finally relax and fall asleep beautifully, enjoying the pleasure brought by her new house and new home......

Sleeping on a comfortable tatami bed, Ya dreamed long. The abundant light outside the window shone on her face, but she did not want to open her eyes. She preferred to remain immersed in her dreams, but the dawn slowly awakened her consciousness, and she realized that she had been dreaming all night. It's just a dream, but the scene in the dream is so real......

Why do you have such immersive dreams? Ya woke up and slowly reminisced: It is likely that Baidu RV last night, there is a news in it, saying that a female Beipiao spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy a 30-square-meter RV in a suburb of Beijing, and then a family of several people lived in it for five years, and now she is facing the situation of being notified to move out......

Why look at an RV? It is said that there are many people living in RVs abroad, and wherever they go is home, which is quite romantic. Many people in China lament that a house is expensive and they can't afford it, and renting a house in Beijing costs thousands of yuan a month.

People who buy a car in China are generally middle-aged and elderly people who have a certain economic foundation, and they buy it mainly for tourism. Young people are working outside the home, their residence is not fixed, and moving around is tiring and annoying, so why not buy an RV to live in? Why don't people have this awareness? It is because the deep-rooted thinking of the Chinese believes that home is fixed, not drifting. Although this idea is realistic, it lacks the romantic feeling of Westerners who regard RVs as their home.

Why do you always think of RVs? In Ya's subconscious, people can't always live in one place in their lives, and they still have to travel all over the country when they have time (China hasn't traveled all over the world, let alone all over the world). In the depths of Ya's heart lives an elegant Sanmao, walking in the vast Sahara Desert. The boundless yellow sand is flying with strange light in the afterglow of the setting sun......

Sanmao is Ya's idol, and Ya's longing for life is probably like Sanmao's wandering world, so there will be no regrets in his life.

In this long night's dream, Ya actually had two houses. They were also two buildings built on the outskirts of the city, about six or seven stories high. One of Ya's houses is on three floors, and the other is on an adjacent floor, with an area of about 100 square meters.

In the dream, Ya also knew that she could only buy a suburban suite, and it could only be a low-rise one. It is said that the higher the floor, the more expensive it is, because the air is fresh when you climb high and look far away. And Ya actually bought a five-story suite in her hometown, and now she lives in a five-story house where she works. Ya lived on the fifth floor, only to feel that it was better to be low.

Not to mention that she is tired of climbing the stairs, Ya wants to decorate her home as a small garden and vegetable garden, if you are on the first floor, there may be open space in contact with sunlight and land. What about living on the fifth floor? Ya once went upstairs with bags of soil during the summer vacation and bought bags of vegetable seeds, but only dense sprouts grew, and then wilted one after another.

Because there is no balcony, the plants cannot be exposed to the sun. Plants are inseparable from sunlight, just as people are inseparable from air. Ya's sweaty face and tanned skin in the scorching sun were exchanged for dying sprouts, which severely damaged Ya's confidence.

The two houses in Yameng are spacious and bright, with a yellow wood tone, simple and elegant windows, and a wide area like a court outside the gate, and a large green meadow at the edge of this area.

Some families have opened up small vegetable gardens on the green grass, and Ya seems to have opened up a small vegetable patch as well. This satisfies her long-standing wish to grow her own vegetables, and she eats the vegetables she grows by herself every day, and the taste should be extraordinarily fragrant. But more often than not, it is a green grassland that is left to fend for itself, and the grass is so dense in some places that it can hide people.

Ya likes these free-growing meadows, but she is afraid that others will turn them all into vegetable gardens. Then she would not be able to hold a book of poetry and pacing while reciting the words, and more importantly, her black pearl would not be able to wagging its tail and scurrying about the grass beside her, and its dark eyes would overflow with joy and freedom.

The first time I met Black Pearl was in the cat and dog market in my hometown. There were six or seven small milk dogs with black and white stripes in that big cardboard box, and they seemed to be numb to the coming and going of people. Leaving their mother's embrace, they look melancholy, curled up to sleep one by one, oblivious to the people who watch them.

Ya wants to buy a little wolf dog because Ya's dad loves to keep dogs. When Ya was a child, her father raised a big dog similar to a wolf dog, but when Ya grew up, her father's dog became smaller and smaller, and it was replaced by a pug.

In her memory, Ya's father's first dog when she was a child was a little wolf dog, which was covered in brownish-red hair. At that time, the family was fed milk sheep, and the little wolf dog ate goat's milk as soon as it was brought in. Sister Lynn treats it as a treasure and fights to hold it every day.

The little wolf dog grew up slowly, but his body did not grow very big. Perhaps the family was poor at that time, and the sisters rarely had access to meat. When it was time to eat, the little wolf dog stared intently at the family's bowl. The grumpy dad got bored and hit the little wolf dog twice. From then on, as soon as the little wolf dog saw Ya and they were serving a bowl of food, he lay down and covered his eyes with his two front paws.

The little wolfdog grew up and was very dedicated to watching the door. Whenever an outsider comes to the house, it must bark wildly, even if it has been many times, and the little wolf dog knows very well who is the real family.

The neighbor Sanbo, who often comes to the house, has a good relationship with his father, but the little wolf dog still barks at him. The third uncle was angry once, so he took a shovel and inserted it into the mouth of the little wolf dog, and the little wolf dog was bleeding from his mouth but still barked unyieldingly, and the third uncle finally had nothing to do with it.

Because of the little wolf dog's temperament of only recognizing his own family, his father tied the little wolf dog with an iron chain, and this leash became a daily routine.

The little wolfdog ran out a few times when Jaya was in fifth grade. At that time, my father was seriously ill and hospitalized, and my mother had to take care of my father and be busy with business, so she had no time to take care of the little wolf dog. They sometimes untie the little wolfdog's chain and let it go out freely.

Unexpectedly, the little wolf dog became pregnant and gave birth to a litter of variegated puppies. It was winter, and my mother didn't care about the little wolf dog, and the little wolf dog had a stroke after giving birth. It doesn't eat, and every day it looks at them and sheds tears. They also said, "Why is the little wolf dog crying?" Within a few days, the little wolf dog passed away. The sisters wept profusely. Many years later, Ya blamed herself for not knowing how to take good care of the little wolf dog at that time. The little wolf dog lost his life the first time he became a mother...... Ya thought about it, and there was no end of guilt in her heart.

Ya has always wanted to buy another puppy that resembles a little wolf dog. In the cat and dog market, Ya barked at the litter of little wolf dogs: "Baby, baby", only to see a puppy stand up and come to Ya with a small tail. Ya stroked its head with its hand, and it licked Ya's hand with its tiny thin tongue. Lynn was overjoyed: this is it! So he bought the little wolfdog.

Ya fed the dog for the first time, for fear that she would not be able to feed it alive. She bought milk powder to feed the puppy. She named the puppy "Black Pearl", and whenever she called, Black Pearl would stand up and wagging her tail in front of Lynn even if she was sleeping soundly. Ya held it in her arms like a child, caressing its silky body.

The black pearl grew bigger and bigger, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, she stretched comfortably. The old woman said, "It will grow up, and it will soon grow into a calf." Later, because Ya had to go out to work, feeding Black Pearl became her grandmother's business. Since then, an old woman with a crutch and a black wolfdog have been inseparable from people's eyes.

The old grandmother went to weed in the vegetable garden, and the black pearl ran around in the open space next to it, as if to vent its happiness. The old grandmother was cooking in the kitchen, and Black Pearl lay in the doorway, listening intently to see if anyone was coming outside.

Black Pearl later became a mother several times, and gave birth to children who were all as beautiful as her, and were soon carried away by relatives and neighbors. Lynn remembered that one of the little wolfdogs looked almost exactly like Black Pearl, and when it was half a year old, it had revealed its mother's form, and it was a little boy.

As it ate, it barked softly at its mother, and Black Pearl stood by wagging its tail and looked at it lovingly. It didn't eat for a few days and bled out, it turned out that it ate fish bones too quickly and punctured its intestines. The Black Pearl whimpered beside its cooler body.

Not long after the grandmother died, Black Pearl also left. The reason is also that I ate fish bones and pierced my intestines. The black pearl was buried next to the grave of the old grandmother. Perhaps in another world, Black Pearl and Grandma are still inseparable......

In the dream, Black Pearl rushed over and back like an arrow on the grass next to Ya like a galloping horse. In the sunset, the picture is so beautiful. The black pearl is clearly full of happiness, and Ya's heart is also full of peace.

To the left of Ya's house there is a large open space that appears to be a playground. There were a lot of people in it, and it seemed that there were more young people, and they seemed to be playing ball, and the others were chatting in groups.

Later, it seems that it is necessary to plan, how to plan? It is to change the main entrance to the back door, and the former back door to the main entrance. From this back door, it faced the large green meadow. It was only strange that the staircase of the back door was covered with earth, and the mound of earth had formed a slope leading to the back door of Ya, and the dirt slope had grown with green grass.

From the top of the building to the bottom of the building, there were stacks of banners with advertisements, just fluttering like flags. Some are for training, some are in some pavilions and rooms, etc., are the houses here bought for business?

This house seems to be bought by the Ya family, the house in the city is too expensive, and the house here is cheap because it is located in the middle of nowhere. The price of one house is only half of the price of a house in the city, so Ya bought two.

In the dream, Ya is not like staying at home on weekdays and not going out, but always wandering on the grass opposite the house. In the morning light, under the sunset, Ya took the poetry book and recited the words while walking on the grass. Black Pearl was on the grass next to it, running around like an arrow...... It was in this dream that Ya ushered in the light of dawn that opened her eyelids. Ya didn't want to open her eyes, she was still immersed in the beautiful picture......

Finally able to sleep freely, Ya wants to continue the night's dreams into the day. But all kinds of waking sounds made her wake up gradually.

When she woke up, she recalled the dream of last night, everything in the dream was so realistic, and Ya had a strange feeling in her heart: could it be that her soul had traveled to another world last night......