Because I was timid, I didn't come in until the last few years, when I was older and more courageous, so I moved in.

When my three sisters were married, I came to stay in this room for one night, and that night I saw a rat come out, and I was so scared that I screamed.

When my father heard my cry, he ran quickly from the south house, and he asked me what I saw, and he screamed so loudly.

I said I saw ghosts, he said there are no ghosts in the world, and I said I did.

He asked me what a ghost looks like.

I said I didn't know, and I didn't see it clearly, and a dark shadow suddenly came down from the roof, and then disappeared.

He said it was a rat, not a ghost.

But whether it was a ghost or a mouse, I didn't dare to live alone in the hall anyway, so I moved from the east wing of the hall to the west wing of the south house.

Because my father and mother live in the east wing of the South House, I live in the west wing of the South House, so that I am closer to my father and mother, so I feel much more at ease.

Ever since my eldest sister gave birth to Maomao, I have been sleeping alone.

Mao Mao was less than three catties when he was born, and he was as big as an adult mouse.

My eldest sister didn't dare to raise it herself, and her parents-in-law didn't want to help them raise it, so she had no choice but to give Maomao to my mother to raise.

Of course, my mother is also her mother.

My mother had to sleep with her at night, so I couldn't sleep with her at night, and that's when I started sleeping alone.

At first my father slept with me for a few nights, then I slept alone, and I remember vividly that I was eleven years old.

My mother has brought up a total of seven children in her life, in addition to my four siblings and Maomao, my two children were also raised by my mother.

Later, my mother said to us, "I have had enough children in my life, and I don't want to take care of children again in this life, I am so tired." ”

These children brought up by her mother did not have vaginal discharge, and these children were very good to her when they grew up, giving her money to spend and helping her buy clothes.

I looked at the bedroom wall, many of the lime walls have fallen off, and the once new house, in a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and it has become an old house.

This tiled house was built after my grandmother died.

When I first remember, there was a heavy rainstorm in our village, and I remember that it was so big that the shoes under our beds and the basins in the yard were all washed away by the heavy rain.

The next day, my three sisters and I rolled up our trouser legs and fished in the water, and the fish in the river pond on the south side swam to the vegetable garden and home.

The children were very happy with the rain, but the adults were sad to death, because many of their grass houses were washed down by the heavy rain.

The only big grass house in our family was also washed away in that heavy rain, and the big grass house was built by my grandfather when he was young.

The grass houses are made of adobe walls and cannot withstand heavy rain, so after each heavy rain, the outside of the earthen walls need to be reinforced with straw and soil to prevent the walls from becoming thinner and prevent them from collapsing by the next heavy rain.

After the grass house collapsed, my grandmother was very sad, that was the last memory left by my grandfather to her, now there is nothing left, only memories!

After the thatched house collapsed, our family was ready to build a tiled house, and the people in our village did not call building a house, everyone called building a house.

At that time, there were already several tiled houses built in our Zhuangzi, and at that time, the tiled houses were built by their own families to build adobe kilns.

It doesn't cost much to make adobe or burn kilns.

The neighbors were invited to help with the adobe and kiln firing, and all they needed to do was invite the neighbors to a meal.

My father spent 200 yuan to rent an adobe machine, and then invited seven or eight neighbors to come to the house to help, and it only took two days to finish all the adobe.

After the adobe was dried, the neighbors were invited to build the kiln at home, and after the kiln was built, the kiln was officially fired.

Seven or eight neighbors, one by one, guarded a kiln mouth and added carbon to it, and it took a day and a night to burn the kiln well, and there could be no fire in between.

It will take several days to cool down after the kiln is fired.

After the kiln has cooled down completely, I started to dismantle the kiln, and I was the first to climb to the top of the kiln that day, and I had to dismantle the kiln with the adults.

Pan Laosan teased me, he took the ladder away, and said to me with a smile: "Chu Tian, I took the ladder away, and you won't be able to get down now." ”

I cried anxiously and scolded: "My day, your mother, Pan Laosan, you hurry up and get the ladder back for Lao Tzu." ”

When my mother heard this, she quickly reprimanded me, "Chu Tian, what are you scolding nonsense? He's your cousin-in-law, you can't scold him. ”

Pan Laosan smiled and said to his mother: "Little lady, it's okay, Tong Yan is unscrupulous, I just tease him." ”

Pan Laosan put the ladder back on the kiln and said to me, "You and Pingfan go to play together, we are going to dismantle the kiln." ”

"I'm not going to play, I'm going to dismantle the kiln with you."

"Big kid, how many bricks can you move?"

"I can move as many as you can."

"It's okay, little kid."

I worked very hard to move bricks that day, I was able to move four bricks each time, my mother saw that I was tired and sweaty, she asked me to take a break, I said I was not tired.

I was only five years old.

The materials for building a house are basically ready, but the wages for building a house have not yet been paid.

My father thought of many ideas, he borrowed money to buy a little donkey at first, he thought that he would let the little donkey help the family first, and he thought that when the little donkey grew up, he would sell it to make money for the tiled house.

But before the little donkey could grow up, it died, and not only was the salary for building the tiled house gone, but there was no money to pay back even the money borrowed to buy the little donkey.

Later, my father discussed with the workers who built the house and asked them to help him build the house, and then return the wages to them when the house was completed.

Those who built houses were acquaintances from outside the village, and it was not uncommon to build houses in the countryside on credit, so they agreed.

Later, our family's big tiled house was finally built, but my father had not yet received the wages for building the tiled house, and the workers came to urge him several times.

At that time, my eldest sister had already gone out to work, and during the Chinese New Year, the workers came to the door to collect the payment, and my eldest sister saw this, so she used her own salary to pay our family's wages for building a tiled house.

Since the collapse of our thatched house, my grandmother has been looking forward to the moon, hoping that our family can build a big tiled house as soon as possible, and that she can move into a big tiled house to live, but she did not look forward to that day.

Just a year before our big tiled house was built, my grandmother died, I was seven years old, and my grandmother was sixty-eight years old.

That morning, my grandmother, as usual, had breakfast and went alone on crutches to look at the ruins of the thatched hut behind the house.

My grandmother would go to the ruins of the thatched hut behind the house every day after breakfast, but our family never expected that that morning would be the last time my grandma would go to see the ruins of the thatched hut.