woman in front of the mirror

Chapter No.16 Is it Hometown?

When Shi Hui first drove the car to the small town in her hometown, she intuitively felt that it had become smaller.

The town is located in the middle of the mountains, and the two perpendicular roads form a cross to share the traffic of nearby residents and separate their houses.She saw that the road had widened a lot, and many three- to four-story buildings had been built on both sides of the road. The new ones looked very new, and the old ones looked older, without any mistakes.Street lamps with solar cells are installed on the roadside, and each street lamp has a bright five-star red flag hooped around its waist. It is small, swaying in the wind, and feels a little stiff. It is made of plastic paper.She also saw fresh and thin street trees, many of which were privets; there were only one or two osmanthus trees, the trees were short, but they were full of small golden flowers.

She rolled down the window on one side and deliberately walked past it.

What she was going to was deep in the mountains, her uncle's house.

She saw rolling hills all over her eyes. It was already late autumn, and the withered yellow and dark brown on their surfaces were showing more and more. Because of the verdant vegetation, after the sun's rays quickly shifted and dissipated, it still made people feel very rich and full of breath. Painted with thick ink.

The air is full of the dry and slightly bitter smell of fallen leaves in late autumn.

In her uncle's house, the concrete floor was spread all the way to the gate, the courtyard walls were stretched into a wide rectangle, and the roof tiles seemed to be newly replaced, and the eyes were dark red.The corn kernels were dried on the ground, and the pigsty I built was a flower bed near the pigsty, with golden canna blooming in it.There is an apricot tree, and a few free-range chickens are squatting on the branches.

After she parked the car, several people, big and small, came out to pick her up. They first said to her, "The corn kernels are slippery, walk slowly."

She was led to the door of a room and was told that her grandma was lying there.

Through the gap in the door, she first saw a slender girl of seven or eight years old.She is playing with a rectangular wooden bench.The four legs of the bench were a little out of order, and when they were placed on the ground, with a little finger movement, they wobbled and hit the ground, making noises.So she stood on the bench with her whole body, deliberately letting it sway violently from side to side, as if she was walking on stilts, and she didn't stop.

"Come down, watch out for wrestling."

Shi Hui heard her grandma say something vaguely.

The aunt told Shi Hui that in fact, she could hardly recognize people anymore, and the child was teasing her on purpose.Because she happened to do that in front of her once before, which caused her to keep talking, but it was always a sentence, reminding her not to fall.

"Are people's words good when they are about to die?"

Shi Hui thought in her heart.

Shi Hui thought of her grandma, and remembered that she was a person of medium height, her hair was pulled into a knot at the back of her head, and she often wore blue button-down shirts, loose coarse trousers, a cloth belt, and cloth shoes made by herself.

She has good facial features, and she should have been pretty when she was young.

She sometimes stares at Shi Hui's face, and when she sees her father's face, she frowned; when she sees her mother's face, she snorts.

She is also quite a well-informed person.She herself doesn't know a single word, but she knows all the names of people and things near and far; she even knows the secrets of some people's secrets.

At that time, the place where she lived was still her own. She planted a sycamore tree outside the gate, and there was a stone bench under the tree. She liked to sit and chat with others under the tree.She could do that all day.

Chatting is her life.

However, her own family later had something to be talked about by others.

"Come down, watch out for wrestling."

She remembered that once her grandma boiled water for her to take a bath. She used a large bathtub and filled a small half of it with hot water, and asked her to go in and take a bath.She took off all her clothes, and just as soon as she put a foot in, she immediately retracted it, yelling loudly, "It's so hot".She walked up to her, reached out to touch the water in the tub, said it wasn't hot at all, thought she did it on purpose, and was angry that she didn't cherish her care.She casually took off a foam-soled cloth shoe on her own foot, and slapped the sole on her back loudly a few times.Shi Hui cried immediately, and the tears flowed into her own mouth. She felt even more wronged in her heart, and then she cried more forcefully.

Her aunt was also in that room at that time, and she just stared at Shi Hui who was crying for a while, without saying anything from the beginning to the end.

Thinking of this, Shi Hui couldn't calm down for a while. She thought, her grandma is old, and she forgot that children's skin is relatively tender, and they don't enjoy scalding hot water as much as they do. Her aunt should remember and remind her.

She just doesn't care about herself.

If a person really cares about you, then when she sees you in a difficult situation, she will definitely rush to you as soon as possible, even if she has no idea how to solve the problem in front of her, she will hold you in her arms After that.And my aunt didn't care about herself at the time, so maybe she just felt a little inexplicably discordant.

If it is said that Shi Hui's heart was in boiling hot water at that time, then her aunt's heart must have been swept away by a dry leaf.

Why are people who live under the same roof every day not connected with each other in their hearts?

If you think of the heart as an area, some people have a flat surface, which will take up all the area after they have several names; some people have a space, they live in it, invite others to live in it, and collect their Traces and smells; what's more, it feels like it is a lake, which can reflect shadows. There are ghosts and ghosts under the water, and there are also magic. They are in harmony with each other all the time.

The hearts of grandma and aunt are probably the plane with only their own names; their own hearts are like space.

Shi Hui felt that she missed Yi Han very much.

She took a step forward, opened the door of the room completely, and saw her grandma again.