Double Life: My whole world is you

Cheng Ma was the first to carry the big gray backpack. Grandma handed her a shoulder pole. She tried it out and was about to carry it. At this time, her uncle came in and took the shoulder pole from her hand, saying, "I'll take you there."

"It's okay, it's okay. We go back like this every year." Cheng's mother replied, holding the carrying pole tightly.

"The snow is too heavy this year and the road is difficult to walk on. Ask your brother to walk you part of the way." Grandma took the shoulder pole from Cheng Ma's hand and handed it to my uncle.

The uncle took the pole from grandma, picked up two baskets and walked outside. Cheng's mother took Cheng Qiao and Cheng Zhu to say goodbye to everyone and followed the uncle's footsteps. The two uncles' houses were in the southeast corner of the bay. They crossed the pond and came to the ancestral hall. This ancestral hall was the ancestral hall of Wangshangmen in Wangjiawan. Grandma's old house was on the right side of the ancestral hall. Cheng's mother looked at the snow piled up in front of the door of the one-and-a-half-story blue brick house. They walked around the old house and walked along the path on the left side of the ancestral hall where someone had shoveled snow. Cheng's mother looked at the old house and sighed softly, "Time flies! It seems like it was just yesterday when our family was in the old house."

"At that time, Mom was frying food and Dad was writing couplets." My uncle also sighed.

"Yes! Dad has been gone for twenty years." Cheng's mother looked at the old house with red eyes.

Cheng Qiao looked at the house that was gradually going away. It was where she had half of her elementary school memories. The old house had two bedrooms and a living room. There was a big kitchen opposite, and there was a platform on top where she could dry things. She remembered that she sometimes slept on the roof at night in the summer and sunbathed on the roof during the winter. However, there was no direct staircase to the platform that was more than three or four meters high, so she had to climb up with a wooden ladder. She was afraid of heights, and every time she was the only one left after everyone else went up, she would bite the bullet and climb up. Moreover, she would only stay at the innermost part of the platform and dare not get close to the surroundings. Both rooms were very large. Before she entered the third grade, she lived in the room on the left with her grandmother. After her younger uncle got married in 2003, she slept in the living room with her grandmother for a while. Later, because her grandmother and younger aunt did not get along, she and her grandmother moved to the small house next to the toilet. The small house was less than ten square meters, and there was a piece of paper and a small stove for cooking. It was said that the small house used to be a pigsty, but it didn't matter to Cheng Qiao. As long as her grandmother was there, it was home.

After passing through the ancestral hall and two or three houses, there is a small forest the size of a basketball court. Although the forest is not big and the trees are not dense, there are many graves in the forest. Even if you walk around, you have to pass four graves. This was one of her nightmares three years ago when she was in elementary school. On the other road, there was a tall, big, black vicious dog. Because she went to school alone every time, she was more afraid of the vicious dog at that time. She walked more in this forest. Although she rarely came here after graduating from elementary school, this forest appeared in her dreams many times. She even remembered the appearance of each grave clearly. She felt the fear of her in the dream every time. This time, she followed her family to walk through the forest in a white environment. She was no longer alone. She found the long-lost sense of security facing this forest. Although the road was not easy to make and it took her twice as long to walk before, it was probably because the thick snow covered the original appearance of the graves. There were more bulging small mounds of earth. Cheng Qiao devoted the most sincere respect to the ancestors of three or five meters.

Ten minutes later, they passed through the grove and were almost out of Wangjia Bay. Cheng's mother said to her uncle, "We've walked me so far, and now we're out of the bay, you can go back first."

The uncle looked at the difficult path in the field outside. He did not stop and continued to walk forward. "The road in Xiaojiazhuang is not easy to walk. I will take you out of Xiaojiazhuang and then go back."

"It's okay, we're all wearing rain boots." Mother Cheng responded and followed her uncle's pace, chatting with him as they walked. Cheng Qiao and Cheng Zhu followed closely behind them.

The road to Xiaojiazhuang is indeed not easy to walk. There is a narrow field road of one kilometer from Wangjiawan to Xiaojiazhuang. The road in Xiaojiazhuang Bay is also winding and steep, and there are more than ten graves next to the bay...

The uncle walked them out of Xiaojiazhuang and walked 500 meters. Only after Cheng Ma repeatedly asked him to stop and put down the carrying pole to Cheng Ma, "We are not in a hurry, please drive slowly."

"Be careful when you go back, especially on the road to Xiaojiazhuang." Cheng's mother took the burden and said goodbye to her uncle with a smile.

Cheng Qiao and Cheng Zhu also hurriedly said goodbye to their uncle, "Uncle, goodbye."

After saying goodbye to her uncle, she walked another 80 meters and saw Cheng Qiao's elementary school. She saw two dilapidated earthen houses next to the school. Cheng Qiao frowned slightly. Who could understand her fear? Lin Zhengying's zombie movies were popular during her elementary school years. She remembered that both of her uncles had color TVs. It was popular to rent movie discs at that time, and 20% of the discs rented by adults were zombie movies, and % were ghost movies. During her elementary school years, everyone said that there were zombies in the two earthen houses next to the school. The key point was that there were very few people walking this way. There was only one bay, Xiaojiazhuang. Xiaojiazhuang was not big, with only dozens of households, and none of them were her classmates. So before the fourth grade of elementary school, she faced the fear of this road alone...

"Zhu, do you remember that you got two points on the exam when you were in the first grade?" When they were almost at school, Cheng's mother teased Cheng Zhu with a smile.

Cheng Qiao's thoughts also came back to her senses. "Haha, I remember it very clearly. He ran to me with the test paper and cried, saying that he only got two points."

"Sister, Mom, you are talking about this again. How many times have you talked about it?" Cheng Zhu was dissatisfied. "It's because I attended a preschool class in the city for a semester, and then came back to start first grade. I can't keep up with the pace, so this is what happened."

"Brother, how many points did you get in the exam this time?" Cheng Qiao asked.

"I got 82 points in math, 75 points in Chinese, and 90 points in English." Cheng Zhu emphasized with some pride, "I got 90 points in English."

"Your results are pretty good." Cheng Qiao saw that he was a little out of breath after walking halfway, so she helped me carry a bag.

"His grades are nothing. He's still lagging behind in the class. He can't even get into the experimental class in junior high school." Cheng's mother turned around and smiled at Cheng Qiao. "He can't compare to your sister. He just wants to play every day. He's not serious at all."

"Brother, you still have to pay attention." Cheng Qiao thought of her brother who took the self-study college diploma exam twelve years later. He took the exam for four years and still had two subjects that he had not passed until her death. She decided that in this life, she would focus on studying hard since childhood.

After crossing several small bays, they came to a steep hillside. The slope was not long, only seven or eight meters, but it was steep, almost ninety degrees. Although the slope was two meters wide, the middle was thirty or forty centimeters lower than the sides. The width of the edge of the field on both sides was only thirty centimeters, and the height difference between the edge of the field and the field was seven or eight meters at the highest point. Although many people walked this road, just looking at the thicker snow in the middle than the edge of the field on both sides, you can tell that everyone walked towards the edge of the field. Cheng's mother put down her burden and used a shoulder pole to test the snow in the middle. The shoulder pole of more than one meter was almost half submerged. Cheng's mother frowned gently, "This is too deep."