Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Five Flavors of Life

The date of my brother's marriage was chosen.

The first time to do a happy event is particularly important, the banquet is very good, aunts, aunts, grandfathers, aunts, etc. are here, relatives are standing in the house, plus a yard full of neighbors to help, in and out, people are smiling, talking in twos and threes, pointing, evaluating, on the surface they all say good, no one says anything in their hearts.

In fact, I thought it was very ordinary, not very good, and even a little ugly, and the reputation was not good.

The second fairy girl was angry, and she was dressed up like an old witch. Today, she is proud of herself, because everyone respects her and no longer underestimates her, even Wang Shu talks to her very affectionately and respectfully, how can she not be full of spirit and complacent. After a lifetime, she felt that she had only turned over and made a name for herself today, she sat on the chairman, smoked a good cigarette, drank a good tea, ate meat and fish, and drank some good wine, her clever mouth had a place to use, chattering like a magpie.

But Peng Cheng and Xiaojun quarreled, for the sake of money. The general marriage is 200 yuan, Xiaojun has to ask for 250 yuan, Peng Cheng just doesn't give it, the two fell out while talking, they all said to break up, Xiaojun cried and left, no one could pull it.

How ugly such a scene is, Wang Sen felt embarrassed, so he called his son to the house and trained him fiercely, and pressed Xiaojun's more money on him, saying that he was useless and embarrassing, Peng Cheng was not convinced, if it wasn't for everyone's persuasion, he would be beaten again.

The second fairy girl persuaded Xiaojun skillfully, but Chunmei couldn't persuade her son, saying that she would disperse, and even smashed a bowl in front of her mother's feet in front of everyone.

People talk about everything, and they all look like jokes. was so angry that Wang Sen gave his son two slaps in the past, Peng Cheng slammed the door and walked out, was dragged by his aunt, and persuaded him, he cried, hiding in a corner of the house and crying.

Today is a happy day in a person's life, but he is suffering from pain.

In the end, he still gave Xiaojun an extra fifty yuan to settle the matter. Peng Cheng didn't show up until the matter was gone, and he hid in Guan Dongye's house.

After the happy event, the family's face was ugly, and they couldn't turn around for many days, and the air in the house was dull, and there was no laughter.

This incident hit Peng Cheng even harder, he regarded his father as an enemy, ignored his father for a long time, and was also cold to his family, locked himself in the house all day long, did not eat or move, and refused to see anyone. He couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, his father and mother forced him to save face? All the dreams are shattered, what else? He once fantasized about having a good career, of course, he couldn't do without his father's help. However, my father ruined him for that little face. He also wanted to start his own business, and for this reason, he didn't know how much he thought about all walks of life, and even wanted to drive.

In reality, his father asked him to enter the factory to sell coolies, and the great contrast hit him again and again, in his fantasy, there was a beloved girl, but now he was forced to a dead end, he couldn't figure it out, the more he thought about it, the more he hated, and even thought of death......

The silver-shaped behemoth glowed with dazzling white light, illuminating the night like day. In the white light, Wang Jie and several tall people talked and laughed, her eyes were like pools, her eyes were full of affection, she suddenly walked down and walked towards Pengxiang, Pengxiang shouted and stretched out his hands to her. At this moment, the white light disappeared, and the surroundings were darkened, and it was pitch black, and Pengxiang looked around and shouted. Suddenly, a pair of large, hairy, rough hands grabbed his neck, pinching him tighter and tighter, pinching him breathlessly, he cried and struggled......

"Pengxiang, wake up, wake up," an eager cry sounded in his ears. He opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and his grandfather took a towel to wipe the sweat from his face, "Nightmares?" ”

He didn't make a sound, closed his eyes again, and tried to remember Wang Jie in his dream......

Pengxiang put on his schoolbag again. A few days later, in the final exam, what was unexpected was that Pengxiang won the first place with full marks in each subject and received a certificate.

The family watched, and there was nothing that was not boasted. Grandma also specially baked white flour sesame cakes to treat him. My grandfather happily praised people, "Among these children, only Pengxiang is like me." ”

For this, the eldest aunt Hongchen beat Hai Ming hard, because he did too poorly in the exam, and the sum of Chinese and mathematics was less than 100 points. Hongchen beat the child very hard, and hit Heming's ass for three days without daring to hit the bench. Aunt Dongmei wiped her eyes in pain, she quarreled with her husband, and led the three children into her parents' house crying.

Speaking of which, the complaint came to Pengxiang, my grandfather was very angry when he heard it, he said to his daughter, "Children don't study well and blame you, usually know that they are spoiled, they are used to not being a child, and they don't talk about them when they go to school for three days to fish and dry their nets for two days. ”

The more my grandfather talked, the more angry he became, and he drove his daughter away. Dongmei knew her uncle's temper, and she could say anything when she was angry, so she had to obediently take the three children home.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the New Year is celebrated.

Dad came to pick up Pengxiang home for the New Year, grandpa showed Pengxiang the award certificate to Dad, Dad was very happy, although he didn't say anything, but smiled on his face, which is rare, he rarely laughed at the children.

"Your business is done, the monthly pension is seventy-five yuan, and the one who is paid according to the bureau-level treatment is thirty-five yuan higher than others, and it has been made up for one year," he said, putting his retirement certificate and a wad of money on the table.

The family was very happy, more than 800 yuan, I had never seen it, and my grandfather picked up his retirement certificate and looked at it, with indescribable excitement in his heart.

At noon, my grandfather sent Qingbo to buy good cigarettes and wine, and my grandmother showed her skills and fried a lot of dishes, and the family was happy, more lively than the New Year. Especially my grandmother, she feels that she has dragged her husband back in this life, and she has always felt very guilty, but now she has a second half of her life to rely on, more than 70 yuan a month, and in the countryside, she can divide a few more than 70 yuan a year.

The eldest aunt's family came over, and as soon as they sat down, the younger aunt's family came, which was really happy, and the little aunt was honored to return to his hometown, and he became a veritable boss.

The sound of wine glasses and laughter was endless, which caused the whole village to inquire and envy. Of course, the last praise fell on my father, who said that he had the ability, and they all sighed that this society still has a relationship and is easy to do.

After the meal, the aunt called Pengxiang aside, she took out a beautiful box from her bag and whispered to him: "This is sent to you by Lixia, pack it quickly, don't let people see it." Peng Xiang hurriedly put the box into his school bag.

After returning home, Pengxiang hid in his brother's house, carefully took out the box and held it in his hand, pasted it on his chest, and carefully opened the box, it was a wind chime, gently lifted it, and made a pleasant sound......

On the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve, Peng Cheng and his brothers went to the grave of their grandfather, passing by Wang Jie's grave, Peng Xiang hurriedly took a look, he didn't dare to stop, because when he came to the grave, he heard his father tell his brother, "Look at Peng Xiang, don't let him go to Wang Jie's grave ......"

Actually, Peng Cheng didn't care, he didn't care about his younger brother, but he held a grudge against his father, and sent the New Year to his father-in-law's house, he didn't want to go, his father didn't treat him, and he also stretched that ugly face. Send it, send it, send it, Neurotic! The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, what had become of him, whether he was looking for a daughter-in-law or his father and mother looking for a daughter-in-law, wait, you are good-looking.

At this time, there are many people going to the grave, and the sound of firecrackers comes and goes, exuding the atmosphere of the New Year everywhere. The living are remembering their dead relatives, and those wandering souls who have no relatives, who will miss you?

When I came back from going to the grave for my grandfather, I passed by Wang Jie's grave again. Pengxiang stopped, she walked over gently, put a few pieces of candy on the grave, and couldn't help crying. The smoke on other people's graves was slow, and the sound of firecrackers sounded, only Wang Jie's grave was deserted, he seemed to see the small mound trembling, and vaguely heard Wang Jie's crying.

In the western sky, the colorful clouds are pieced, as if the souls returning to heaven are coming on the colorful clouds to enjoy the joy of the world. Is there Wang Jie in the clouds? Peng Cheng understood his brother's thoughts, and when no one was around, he gave the tray to his brother and whispered: "There is still burning paper in it, I took it secretly, I will show you people, you can burn some paper for her." ”

Pengxiang looked at his brother gratefully, he hurriedly took the tray and gave Wang Jie to the grave, knelt by the grave, and thought silently in his heart, Wang Jie, it's the New Year, I wish you a happy one over there. The green smoke curled, the flames danced, the firelight reflected Wang Jie's sweet smile, a gust of wind blew, the blue ash went away with the wind, and in the colorful clouds in the western sky, Wang Jie was waving to him.

Peng Xiang burst into tears and put a few dumplings on the side of the grave. He still wanted to stay back, and when he heard his brother's shout, he hurriedly stood up. Far away, following his brother's finger, he saw Wang Jieniang and hurriedly coming. He and his brother hurriedly stepped aside. The dancing flames, the mournful cry, and the tears blurred his eyes, but his brother pulled him away in a hurry......