Grandma said she had eaten human flesh.

At that time, I was young, and my grandmother said it easily, I thought it was to scare the child, but I only smiled and winked my eyes, "I don't believe it, grandma lied to people, grandma is so gentle, how can she have eaten human flesh." ”

Grandma looked up with a smile and wrinkled, but she didn't refute.

My grandmother is really gentle, different from the gentleness that looks on the outside, she is gentle in her bones, and everyone's beautiful reading intentions.

She is always smiling, and occasionally brings a pair of old glasses to add a bit of Sven that has been precipitated over the years. Such a person, you say that she has eaten human flesh, and I don't believe it.

It turned out that she had really eaten.

In the spring of my grandmother's eighty-first year, she fell asleep. Before her death, she was free of illness and disaster, and everyone said that she was a blessed old man who accumulated virtue.

Grandma has indeed always had virtue, and people in several nearby towns know that she would go to the aid station in the east or west every half month before her death to donate some supplies. When the economy is in a downturn, she will also call on everyone to donate together.

Grandma has been doing these things since I can remember.

I didn't understand it when I was a child, and my family was not rich enough to a certain extent, although it was a little bit small, but it didn't have to be so frequent. However, my father and mother never stopped this, and I was a junior, and it was not my turn to speak.

It wasn't until after my grandmother died, that fall, that my mother mentioned to me for the first time about her and my father.

In my original impression, my mother was the child daughter-in-law of the family, and there were some changes in the family, so I came to my father's house. I've always counted them as childhood sweethearts, even after some twists and turns, they should be improvised, "beautiful", although my father is a little too rough no matter how you look at it.

I can't imagine that there is such a story behind my mother's love for my father.

When I was young, I heard some stories about breaking through the Kanto, only to chase people through suffering, people have always been difficult to escape, and this is how life is.

At that time, the rise of the Guandong was under the influence of various turmoil, and there was a famine, and it has been reduced to corpses everywhere, and if you want to live, you can only break through. Why is it a hard break, naturally because the place to break in, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, in the final analysis, they are going to die, fight the last hand, win, there is hope for life.

Our two families are also the two inconspicuous families in the eastern part of the country, knowing that the environment was difficult at that time, and I had heard about Yi Zi and eating, but I didn't know that my father and mother were the two children who were almost eaten by Yi Er. And I was fortunate enough to be born thanks to my grandfather's blessing.

That year, my father's family of seven people, led by the old lady, with three grandparents, at that time, only my grandfather married a wife and gave birth to my father.

Grandma's family is a family of three, with only three women, yes, only three women. Grandma, grandma, and my mother.

In that era, a woman could be an object that could not even compare to a cake or a bowl of porridge at any time.

The men in the grandmother's family were all soldiers, so they left a few women in the family, but in the midst of chaos, they had to leave their hometowns and leave their hometowns.

At that time, the situation was sudden, and the old lady was forced to be old friends for decades, and the two families were old neighbors for many years.

This road, that's so easy to walk.

There are always people staring at lonely women and children on the road, no way, hungry!

I heard my mother say that when I went to the toilet in the middle of the night, a man had to guard not far away. Once, my mother and grandmother couldn't wipe their faces and didn't want to trouble everyone, especially men. They went to the toilet in the middle of the night, thinking that it would be enough for two people to be together, but they almost became meat in someone else's pot.

Fortunately, my grandmother was old and shallow, so when she got up in the middle of the night and saw that something was wrong, she immediately sent a few uncles to find it. When I found it, my mother was knocked unconscious, she had already stripped off her clothes and was about to get out of the pot, and my grandmother was dizzy and became a reserve food.

Grandpa saw this scene, his eyes were somewhat red, he had a wife, and he had read a few books, so he couldn't see the behavior of these savages, so he took the lead in taking a kitchen knife and tried to calm the field. However, there are many people on the other side, and they all bring some guys, and the two families face each other, but they can only face each other.

Until, the grandmother came forward.

The environment in which Grandma Tai grew up was the heyday of the family, and she had seen all the big scenes, but she had a set of ways to deal with these barbaric acts.

When my mother mentioned my grandmother, her eyes were red.

"Bang..."

As one person fell, a group of people looked at Grandma in shock and viciousness.

Grandma was full of momentum, and when she came with a gun, she would aim at those rough men, so that my grandfather fished my mother out of the pot and snatched my mother's clothes back.

Although several uncles were shocked, they also cooperated to protect the grandmother, and together they carried the grandmother back.

Grandma Tai held the gun and stared at those few closely, her eyes swept back and forth, her momentum undiminished, "Aren't you hungry?" If you want to eat people, eat! I'll kill you all the people, but don't waste it. ”

"That has a gun, boss."

"it, bad luck! Let them go! ”

Worried about the gun in his mother's hand and the few strong men, the matter was over, and the old lady was worried about attracting revenge, so he took people to speed up his pace overnight.

I don't know what kind of shadow it is for a child, but I know that my mother has not mentioned it once for so many years, and if it weren't for my grandmother, my mother would probably not recall it again.

It was the first time that she was near death, and it left her mother in fear and helplessness that she had never felt before. The mother is a down-and-out family, there are few boys in the family, and she has also gone to the battlefield, and her life and death are uncertain. My mother was supposed to pamper a young lady from a wealthy family, and even if she was down, her life should be happy, but she was unlucky enough to catch up with the severe famine and turmoil of that year.

That year, there were too many people going crazy.

A group of people bullied the grandmother and had no man in the family, and directly staged a bandit behavior, smashing and looting things. The food is gone, and most of the money is scattered, if it weren't for this, there would be no Kanto.

The frightened mother dragged her grandmother to follow her grandmother and grandfather. It was at that time that the relationship between father and mother began.

Mother grew up in a privileged environment, the skin is thin and the meat is tender, the raw is delicate, and the long is also good-looking. In the prime of life, it is the top beauty embryo, and the life of entering the palace to be a mother.

My father was young, where did I deal with such a beautiful and delicate little flower, and from time to time I made a big red face, and my mother was also thin-skinned, so the two always didn't say anything to each other.

That winter, it was difficult to find a weed root, so my father would always pick up a beautiful stone and give it to my mother on the way to find weeds.

I listened, and I was shocked.

Is this talking about my bale father? That big old man, so good at making girls happy at a young age.

When it comes to my father and mother, I always feel that I don't match, without it, my father is really not worthy of my mother. Father can marry mother, he is really high.

My mother had just experienced that, and although these little tricks were warm, she was always unhappy.

A little girl, who used to hear about who was eaten, didn't have any real sense of reality, until that day she was stripped naked and stuffed into the pot.

The strong sense of powerlessness and the fear of death completely turned her previous cognition upside down.

Halfway through the road, the old lady was very sick. The weather is cold, there is no cotton, and there is no food, and it is uncomfortable for adults to carry it all their lives, and even more so for children, and the father and mother are stubborn and silent.

But if you carry it again, there will be a day when you can't bear it.

That day, the old lady had the idea of eating his mother, and because of the gun in his grandmother's hand, he asked several sons to discuss. Grandpa disagreed, and was thrown on a crutch by the old lady.

Grandpa resolutely disagreed, and the old lady's gloomy gaze made Grandpa feel a moment of fear.

Dad, crazy!

Grandpa was powerless to stop it, and that night, Grandpa called his father and told him a few words. Seeing a lot of these crazy things, my father grew up a lot early.

When he heard that the grandfather was going to eat his mother, the father ignored the grandfather's obstruction and rushed out directly to find the grandfather, he knelt on his knees, and his hungry and thin body was quite stiff and stiff.

"Grandpa, eat me! I've got a lot of flesh and muscles! ”

I don't know how my father mustered up the courage to say such a sentence lightly, I only know that at this moment, my father's image in my heart suddenly became taller.

I began to imagine whether the once charming mother would cry when she heard the news, or how complicated and indescribable it should be, whether she would be shocked, moved, and distressed...

Speaking of this, I understand why such an excellent mother would follow her father, who is only half-basketed and does not hide his flaws, this is a lifetime.

They don't have an unswerving romantic vision, no poetic endings, no spiritual resonance, only the sentence when they are down, "Eat me!" ”。

But my father survived, and the one who died was... It's grandpa!

When his father was begging the grandfather, the grandfather asked several uncles to pull him down. Little kids, I don't know what I'm talking about, as long as they survive this winter, they can, they can get through it!

When the grandfather was looking for someone to do it, the grandfather had already committed suicide.

Grandma glared at the grandfather with red eyes, and the grandfather was already red-eyed at that time, not tears and red eyes, but dark gray and red eyes that were hungry and anxious.

It turns out that when people are crazy, their eyes are really red.

I don't know what kind of mentality my father and mother have when they eat human flesh, and I can't imagine how hard my grandmother felt guilty so that she could say that she had eaten human flesh, and it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

They are obviously such gentle people.

The old lady's illness did not survive that winter after all.

Spring is blooming, and everyone has eaten "grain"... Finally、I got through it.。