The idea of entering the city originated from the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Poyue is fifteen years old.

At that time, he had been living with his widowed mother for three years.

His father died when he was twelve.

First, he vomited blood.

Later, blood in the stool.

And then whine.

Straight, dressed in black, parked on the floor of the house.

People who came in and out to help took refuge.

Women are even timid.

But the man didn't say anything when he saw it. Yun Poyue secretly wondered, why do people live, lift their hands and feet, and go wherever they want? And once they lose that breath, it is not appropriate to look at them anywhere.

Do you have to dig a pit and bury it?

What is particularly difficult is that his family is just a tenant, renting land for planting and then paying rent. Although he worked in the land all day, he did not have a piece of his own.

There is no vertical cone.

That's right.

Yun Poyue only remembered that she wore a white filial piety robe, led by her uncle, and kowtowed door to door to those who had land. Kneel on the ground and lift the white cloth above your head. I hope that good Samaritans will see orphans and widows, show mercy, and reward a place to bury their bones.

Often, however, they are not even allowed to kneel.

and they were driven away.

Because the rich are afraid that he will be angry and rich!

The father's body was left at home for three days in a row.

There is a person surnamed Liu who really can't see it, so he gave up a piece of land, and the mother and son have settled. While crying, while carrying, get to the cemetery, and bury it hastily.

The death of his father made Yun Poyue start to think about another problem.

The poor have no right to live.

There is not even the right to die.

That year, the harvest failed.

Originally, the mother and son cultivated two acres of thin fields, which was barely enough to make ends meet. Now the year is not good, except for paying rent, I am afraid that there will be no grain left.

My mother was busy day and night in the bean fields that had been cut at other people's homes.

Sweep with a broom.

Gathered in a bunch and in a heap.

Then use a sieve to sift and use a dustpan to remove the impurities and debris, and then select a crystal clear soybean and mung bean. Unexpectedly, I picked up most of the bags.

I sold it at the market.

Then change the rice bran grains.

Yun Poyue came back and felt very happy.

But my mother's finger was pricked by something, and she ignored it at first, and then it swollen like a turnip. Black and purple. The family has no money to buy medicine, so they are resigned to fate, so they can only be next to each other.

It was okay in the evening, and the mother and son drank the gruel with clear soup and little water.

Mother clutched her fingers.

Sitting on the kang, he said, "Why don't you go out and break through too." Look at the two men in the East Courtyard, they have worked in the city for several years and earned a lot of money. came back and asked for a daughter-in-law. ”

Mother was talking about the next door.

The boy from the next door is surnamed Wang, called Wang Long, and he is four years older than Yun Poyue. Nineteen of the year.

A head taller.

Sturdy and powerful.

As for what daughter-in-law is not a daughter-in-law, he doesn't care.

Because in the eyes of Yue Poyue, the woman next door has no advantages except for her big chest, big voice, and big temper.

And he also smashed pots and bowls at every turn, scolding and scolding.

Walking and looking at people, most of the eyes are white, and the black kernel is almost completely invisible.

Once passed by Yue Poyue's side and took a sip.

Yun Poyue clenched his fists: "Who are you spitting on?"

The three women tilted their necks: "I'll spit out the skin of melon seeds, do your!"

Then the ass twisted and wenggled.

I heard that looking for such a fool, the glorious gift cost a hundred taels of silver. Yun Poyue sighed and admired, a hundred taels of silver, five cows, or thirty sheep, all rushed to the house?

What they think.

Is there something wrong with the brain?

Yun Poyue took a breath and said, "Mom, if I earn money one day, I will build you a mansion with a high-rise house first." It's spacious and bright. ”

"You just have to have this heart. Mother sighed, "I'm not for you yet." Marry a wife and have children, and continue your father and your incense in the future. As for the house, it's good to live in......"

Although the mother is not old, she is already nagging.

Just open your mouth.

The talk goes on and on.

Yun Poyue hurriedly got off the kang and intercepted her words: "Then I can't go today." ”

Mother said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if you want to go out, you have to be prepared." Nothing, not even a fare. ”

The clouds break through the moon and wrap up the baggage.

There was an old dress inside, a new pair of shoes.

The shoes were made for him by his mother.

"Nothing, no fares, no catches," he said. There is no money, let alone it, the city is full of silver, as long as we grab two handfuls at random, it is enough for us to live for two years. ”

The mother smiled happily, and sighed again: "It's all because your father died early." ”

"What if you die late?"

Yun Poyue disagreed.

It really can't be.

This is already the case when you are alive, and when you die, you have to borrow land from others.

It wasn't until many, many years later that Yun Poyue deeply realized the sadness of "death without a place to bury" in the world.

I saw my son go out.

The mother finally burst into tears.

Why are there so many women just tears.

Or just be careful.

Almost every woman is ten times stronger than a man in terms of danger, danger, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and meeting people.

There is hardly a woman in the world who does not be hypocritical.

Won't lie.

The claws of lions, the teeth of elephants, the sharp horns of oxen, and the ink of squid as they flee.

To each his own, to each his own.

This is also the truth that Yun Poyue clearly understands a few years later.

But the tears of the mother are only love.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Although this love may be blind.

Inundate.

Weak.

Or it's not actually enough to solve anything.

The mother removed the kang, grabbed his hand, and gave her son all the money she had made from selling beans in the market. Don't want the clouds to break the moon, push and shove. In the end, his mother is older, a little more sophisticated than him, and said: "The poor family is rich, take a few dollars by your side." Even if you don't need it for the time being, it doesn't hurt. ”

So Yun Poyue carried a roll of luggage, held his head high, and strode out of the house.

On the horizon is the fifteenth full moon.

Bright golden yellow.

Hang high.

Thirty years later, Yun Poyue often remembers the scene of that day. Sometimes in the aftertaste, sometimes after drinking, and even once he was caught by an opponent and thrown into the dungeon half to death. In the water of the dungeon, the half-curved waning moon outside the window was also reflected. Although the past is often revealed, the details are completely blurred. The cause and effect are all in vain. Even the moon in the sky, which has remained unchanged for eternity, seems to be blurred and receded.

Sometimes there's a hint of warmth.

But more than that, it's a calm, ruthless, harsh critique!

No one is born to know it.

No one is invincible.

Yes, it's just exchange, wear, erosion, degradation.

Nothing comes without a price.

Old achievements must sacrifice innocence, and maturity must be buried.

And if you understand the true meaning between men and women, you will be completely insulated from innocence!

Yun Poyue was thinking that if he hadn't stepped out of the house that day and walked towards the city. Uncle Hehe, who lives in the west end of the village, is ninety-two years old this year.

You can also squint two taels of white dry, eat chicken bones, and chew fried soybeans.

Haven't been to the county seat.

I can't walk half a step in the village.

Don't you live with both children and daughters? (To be continued.) )