Rebirth Night Talk

Gao Juzi's hometown, Mopanzhuang, was far away from Wanlin City.It takes more than five hours to get off the bus of the transportation company, and it takes four to ten minutes to walk.Now, the No. 10 bus in Wanlin City departs once an hour every day, and goes directly to the nearby national highway station in two and a half hours. It only takes more than ten minutes to get off the bus.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xuejun was called up by his father Zhao Jianguo.They put the prepared birthday noodles, and put all kinds of steamed dough-shaped steamed buns in six portions on a large plate, and the top of the plate was covered with festive red flower-cut paper-cut.Dough-shaped buns are made by traditional old pasta chefs, and they come in shapes such as rabbits, chickens, ducks, fish, lamb grapes, pomegranates, and eggplants.Those steamed buns are big, with snow-white faces, and their shapes are even more delicate and exquisite.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Tan Liangliang hired a tricycle to pull a hundred catties of machine-made noodles, but nothing else.

"This is the condition of my family, second uncle, can we not go?" Tan Liangliang was not satisfied with his sister's arrangement, and complained in a low voice after three rounds.

"Old people do things wrong! He is also an old man. Without him, where would you do it? One generation does things, and the next generation will see them. The etiquette that should be followed must be followed. That is the performance of your tutor. Your second aunt told you how to do it. , just listen." Zhao Jianguo patted the ashes on his clothes and taught him in a low voice.

"Uncle Second, I know, I'll go buy some steamed buns later, as long as the number is enough." Tan Liangliang said in a very respectful tone, still not paying attention to his grandfather's birthday.He doesn't even want to go!

"I knew it would be like this. Your second aunt has prepared it for you. It's loaded in the car. The bigger plates of Shouzi are all yours."

Zhao Jianguo looked at the cart of birthday gifts and sighed inwardly, but didn't say anything.There was nothing he could do about his daughter-in-law's performance of wiping away her tears when her heart was bleeding, gritting her teeth and swallowing her grievances.

Shanxi women have been different since ancient times. They seldom cling to the wings of men in doing things, and they have a set of unique temperament and ways that belong to them.As far back as the end of the Qing Dynasty, men all went to Xikou, leaving only their wives and children at home. After more than ten or 20 years of walking, the family let go.As long as the daughter-in-law is here, there is nothing to worry about.The daughter-in-law who sits in the hall is also used to being the master.Going back to ancient times, from the famous female calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.Good at official script and official script.From Mrs. Wei, the author of "Pen Zhentu", to Wu Zetian, these women all have special stamina and self-willedness.They don't like to cry, and they are not delicate. They have their own big ideas in everything, and they belong to a special group among the inland groups in China.Strange to say, most of the men in Shanxi don't feel ashamed to ask women if they have something to do. When they encounter something, they can say it very straightforwardly outside: "I have to ask your sister-in-law about this matter." Yes, I am not in charge of family matters.

It's not that Zhao Jianguo has no objections to his father-in-law's family. However, if a person is alive, there is absolutely no way to lose out on great courtesy. Junjun almost died at that moment, and he was not angry when the operation was not done. However, the younger generation can treat the older generation Do people stomp and yell?This anger can only be suffocated.

The car bumped all the way, Zhao Xuejun turned his face to look at Tan Liangliang who had been silent all the time.Liangliang held the 500 yuan from his sister in his hand, and his face was almost distorted with anger.

"Are you going to piss yourself off?!" Zhao Xuejun patted the top of Tan Liangliang's head.

Tan Liangliang raised his head and looked at Zhao Xuejun. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. He couldn't help raising his voice and said, "Brother, it's not that I'm ignorant, I'm not angry, I just want...my mother just wants to live now."

Zhao Xuejun stretched out his hand and pressed hard on the top of his head: "Where can I buy regret medicine? Think about yourself, my aunt wants to live, I definitely hope you live well, people want to live more open-minded. Look at your eldest sister, she said halfway. Is it bitter? Your task is to study hard and treat your sister better in the future. The next three little ones will still count on you as an elder brother. Grandma's house... After a long time, they will think about it. Actually Everyone can live without people, and at most they can live well. My mother is right, don’t care what others do, what you do, don’t make others want to beat you When slapping your face, you put your face in front of someone's slap. Remember?"

Tan Liangliang thought for a while, but probably still hadn't figured it out, so he turned his face and looked out the window.

"Liangliang, they are living well now, and you feel more and more angry. If they are still so poor, they can't even afford food, and the begging is coming to your door. Are you in charge? Or don't you care? You will die of anger , no matter what, you will die of anger. Which one do you choose to die of anger?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm so angry that I'll pull it down!"

"Heh... Hey! Forget it, you will know the answer when the matter comes to the door, go... don't talk, just answer what others say."

"kindness."

When he was a child, Zhao Xuejun liked to go to his grandma's house the most, probably because his grandma's family owed him money. Every time Zhao Xuejun went, his grandpa would take a big basket to the town to buy sugar biscuits for him.As he ate, his uncle's sons watched.He remembered that in his grandma's village, there was an old watchtower when he entered the village, and there was a mill on the top of the watchtower. When he was free, he liked to go to the watchtower to see the big stone mill rolling noodles.At that time, Liangliang was still young, with two tubes of snot running behind his buttocks, and he could only cry all day long, which was really annoying.This life is really strange, he has never seen Liangliang cry a few times, and he doesn't cry when his aunt dies.When my orange mother said it, she was also full of worry: "The children of the eldest sister's family, don't cry, what should I do?"

The car wobbled for a long time, and finally... saw Laomopan Village again.Zhao Xuejun rolled up the window and looked up at the dramatically changed countryside.The old village is still the same, the old watchtowers are still there, and the village road with Daqing flagstones is still there.Contrary to memory, the other half of the village was built with a lot of green brick houses.Those big houses and old cave dwellings are like a contrast between the old society and the new society, and the old stone road in the village, which can only be walked by donkey carts, clearly separates the old and new villages.

The two rows of big houses of Lao Gao's family are on the highest hillside of Mopan Village, and the road leading to the high slope was also funded by Lao Gao's family. It is a hard-earth road covering more than two miles.

Soaring Erkiaojiao, at least [-] woodpeckers, and electric light cannons, crackling.Zhao Xuejun and the others could hear the sound of huge firecrackers at the top of the hillside and the sound of drums and boards on the stage.Raising his wrist, Zhao Xuejun looked at the time, it was past twelve o'clock, it seemed a bit late.

When the car reached the top of the slope, someone climbed up the car pedal and knocked on the car door: "Old man? Relative? Or a friend from the mine?"

Zhao Xuejun pointed to the birthday gift at the back of the car: "A relative, the eldest aunt, the second aunt's house..."

Gao Juzi's grandfather's family was not very populated, and her grandfather was a 55-year-old son at that time, so he was very senior in the village along with the next few generations.When Zhao Xuejun was a child, he went back to Mopan Village. An old man in his 70s and [-]s called him little cousin.

"Oh, little cousin, let's go to the other side of the old house." The person outside the car had a dark complexion, yellow teeth, and filter cigarettes in their ears.He smiled really, really, so kindly.After laughing, he jumped out of the car pretending to be chic, like a traffic policeman, while walking, he very mightily drove away the village children who were all over the ground, and the women from other villages who came to see the play and carried stools.The tool cart followed him slowly, and it stopped after a while. After the villager yelled, a fellow villager with his own help came up, lifted the square table, moved the dough figurine birthday gift, and re-arranged it. One of them walked slowly up the slope.

Gao Guoyuan and Gao Guolin were both wearing new suits, with sticks of high-end cigarettes under their armpits, and they would throw out one whenever they saw anyone, and help them light it.Since the morning, the two brothers' hearts have been trembling with timidity, fearing that the elder sister's house and the second sister's house will not come in the end, and they will be humiliated.When they saw their two nephews walking uphill slowly following the thoughtful birthday gift, the two brothers immediately looked happy and rushed to greet them. Logically, the uncle of the grandma's family has a very high status and should not be taken care of. Welcome nephew.

"Oh, Junjun, Liangliang, I'm just worried that you guys missed the table, come on, why don't you go to the new house..." The uncle smiled and handed his nephew a cigarette for the first time.Zhao Xuejun took it, and smiled awkwardly: "Uncle, my mother said that I won't go to the new house, and I will only go to the birthday ceremony today... um... I won't warm the house for you."

"Pfft..." Liangliang really didn't expect that his third brother would ruthlessly sweep down the face of the two uncles here.It's true, when he encounters a problem, when he talks about it, he himself just speaks louder.

The two brothers Gao Guoyuan and Gao Guolin looked at each other, thought for a while with embarrassment on their faces, and laughed again, even talking nonsense in their mouths.

"Look at you, you just came here, and you brought so many gifts. The accountant... the accountant!!!!" The uncle yelled, and not long after, the clerk from the village came over with a smile and asked what was the matter?After Gao Guolin whispered something to him, the clerk nodded and left enviously.

Not long after, someone moved the two desks that had been prepared earlier to the new house.There are two large plates on each of the two desks, and there are several stacks of new banknotes on the plate. As the accountant walks, he shouts: "The elder sister is high for apples, and the gift money is three thousand, and the second sister is high for oranges! The gift money is two thousand and eight." ...!"

Zhao Xuejun turned his face away, looked at Tan Liangliang, who was blushing, and said: "You see it! There are some things in this world that don't go according to your ideas. You dare to shout, this is not a gift from your mother?! Come on, eat enough Let's go home! What a big deal!"

"Brother, I didn't shout, but you did?" Tan Liangliang was helpless.

Zhao Xuejun shook his head with a smile, turned around and followed the birthday ceremony, staring at the blushing little uncle while walking and said, "Hey, let's not shout, let's watch big plays, eat, and watch the excitement. People are shameless, thick-skinned and invincible." After speaking, he turned his head and said to Liangliang, "I regret it."

Tan Liang was very curious, so he hurried forward and asked, "What do you regret?"

Zhao Xuejun gritted his teeth at him and said loudly: "Why didn't I prepare a stack of sandpaper to put on a plate to show face! Size is also a courtesy, isn't it?"

Gao Guoyuan was a little angry, he turned his head and glared at Zhao Xuejun: "Xuejun, grandma's house is definitely not good, at least it is your grandma's house. Your mother doesn't even talk about it, you talk a lot of nonsense!"

Tan Liangliang really relaxed this time. He acted like an ignorant child, and asked loudly, "Uncle! My family doesn't have much money, and the etiquette is a bit small, so there's no need to bully people like this!! I The family doesn’t have 5000 yuan to give you a gift!!!”

Immediately, the noisy crowd fell silent, and the villagers all looked this way, discussing in low voices what happened?

Gao Guoyuan stretched out his big and thick arms, picked up Tan Liangliang, put it on his shoulders, and smiled: "What are you looking at, what are you looking at! My nephew and uncle are playing around, are you walking? I am going to grandma's house, let's start the banquet It’s time for dinner!!! Eat it all! Oh, oh! My nephew is a dog! Eat it! He’ll go away! Is he a dog!” After he finished speaking, he slapped Tan Liangliang’s buttocks, and Tan Liangliang yelled, The villagers laughed.

Zhao Xuejun followed Tan Liangliang and his uncle with a smile on his face. Looking at Tan Liangliang who was struggling helplessly, he said to himself, yes!Those who don't know how to look at the height of their eyebrows, hit people in the face, and get bullied by others, remember to eat but not hit!

This group of people walked to the edge of Lao Gao's new house in a friendly manner on the surface, but they turned a corner and went to the courtyard of the old house's cave dwelling.Zhao Xuejun was a little puzzled. It looked like this grandpa, grandma seemed to be living in an old cave dwelling.The uncle and uncle built such a big house nearby, why didn't they ask the old man to live there?

Gao Guoyuan put Tan Liangliang down, pointed to the old cave dwelling, and said, "Your grandfather is afraid that your mother won't find a home, so he won't live in a new home if he dies."

Tan Liangliang didn't say a word, he even spat at the old house full of hatred, thinking: Is it useful to say this now?My mother is dead.Now that I think about it, I regret it. If you regret it, you will not go to my house every day when my mother is in the most difficult time and say, "The orchard, the orchard has no money, and your family will pay back the money first!" '.

Zhao Xuejun dragged Tan Liangliang into the yard of the old house. When he entered the door, he looked around, good guy, friends and relatives of my grandfather's house, when did they become like this? Cloth and red cloth are all mounted with birthday cakes made of RMB stickers, and there are various couplets, such as: "Xia House Newly Moved to Ying Chugu", "Hua Tang Cai Huan Feng Qi House" and so on.

This side of the old house is probably used as a temporary kitchen. In the middle of the yard, there is a clear division of labor such as meat case, noodle case, and vegetable case. Send it off, the table over there is already open now.

Zhao Xuejun and the others raised the curtain and entered the cave dwelling in the middle. The strange thing was that it was surprisingly quiet here, and no villagers were making a fuss here.Sitting in the middle of the room, the grandma wearing new clothes, new trousers, and new leather shoes saw Zhao Xuejun. Tan Liangliang was overjoyed. Grandpa, Junjun, Liangliang is here, take a look, don't sleep..."

Zhao Xuejun looked at the brand-new wheelchair placed on one side of the room, and looked at Tan Liangliang who was surprised. At this time, the little daughter-in-law outside the house brought two straw mats and laid them out.The two brothers knelt and were still drooling, and the snoring grandpa kowtowed three times.

After kowtowing, grandma came and picked them up, pointed to the side of the kang, held back tears and said: "Sit down, sit down, I'll ask them to put the mat in our room to eat, will it work?"

Zhao Xuejun nodded, anyway, he didn't like the sound of punches and firecrackers outside.

Outside the curtain, the uncle's voice came: "Mom, I'm going to entertain the guests, tell them to stay and not run around!"

"Hey, we're not going, you go now." Grandma responded, turned around and brought an enamel plate over, grabbed jujubes, and gave Zhao Xuejun and the others some candies.

The grandparents and grandchildren were relatively silent, and the house was quiet except for the occasional sound of peanut shells falling to the ground.The noisy world outside the house doesn't seem to belong here.Soon, a young daughter-in-law from the village put a square table on the kang, first served two bowls of birthday noodles, and then eight bowls and eight dishes were served on the table.

Zhao Xuejun took the chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and ate vegetables and meals naturally under the eyes of his grandma. He got up early in the morning, didn't eat well, and was already hungry.Tan Liangliang hesitated and started to eat.Seeing the grandchildren finally served the bowl from grandma's house, grandma let out a sigh of relief, and sat aside silently, not knowing what to think.

Outside the house, the sound of the Octave Society became farther and farther away, and there were fewer and fewer people watching the excitement in the yard... As time went by...

"I... ah, if I died, would it be fine... I... died! Is your mother coming?!"

An inarticulate and vague voice suddenly sounded in the room with only the sound of chewing. Zhao Xuejun raised his head and found that his grandfather woke up at some point and was staring at him blankly.

"Your grandpa was paralyzed last year... don't ask us to tell your mother." Grandma sighed, wiped her saliva again, and added an extra bed for him.

"I'm so confused... sober, your mother... your mother is angry... I can't even dream of her, I'm not filial, I don't... I don't... have a dream!"

Grandpa talked a lot, chatting with Gao Juzi who didn't come, and Gao Pingguo who died, this old man has always been towards his son all his life, he was like that in his previous life, and he will still be like that in this life.He is very kind to his nephews, but he doesn't care about his granddaughters.

Zhao Xuejun couldn't hear what his grandfather was nagging, but he also knew the general meaning. It was difficult at that time, and he couldn't take care of them. Now it's better, but they don't come.The old man murmured vaguely, but one thing was very clear, father and mother were the same in the world, and he didn't think he was wrong.He told Zhao Xuejun, don't ask Gao Juzi to send money, there is no shortage of money, tell Juzi to go home...

The old man was chattering lively. Someone outside the house picked up the curtain, and came in shouting and shouting: "Brother! Brother! Is your father making trouble outside the village? Go and see!"

The person who came in was the eldest son of Gao Guoyuan, the eldest grandson of the old Gao's family. His first name was Gao Jiacheng, and his nickname was Dung Boy.There is also a boy named Gao Jiahe at Gao Guolin's side, and his nickname is Ji Mao.

"Dung boy! What's going on?" Grandma panicked, and looked up at the yard. The master cook and the second master ran out to watch the excitement.

Zhao Xuejun and Tan Liangliang glanced at each other, ran out, followed the crowd for a while, and came to the Diaolouzi at the entrance of the village, standing on a high stone to watch.

Whoops!What is this all about?

Tan Xiaokang was wearing white clothes and trousers, and a filial hat. He was carrying a big willow branch with Gao Pingguo's name written on it. He sat at the entrance of the village and shouted heartbreakingly: "Pingguo! Look at your natal family. Wealthy! Rich! Building a big house... It’s not the time to ask you for money. Come out and see, they’re rich! No more duress!”

After he finished shouting, he kowtowed to Lao Gao's house at the entrance of the village: "Father! You have a long life! It's just that my daughter died! She hasn't been buried yet! I'm just disgusting... I'm disgusted I don’t want to look at myself anymore! Didn’t you say that I am worthless?! I am still worthless! I am worthless in this life! Son-in-law, I have nothing to give you! I kowtow to you for your daughter..."

Tan Liangliang was trembling with anger, his whole body trembled and he collapsed, Zhao Xuejun hurried up to drive away the people, and pinched his younger brother, Tan Xiaokang didn't expect his son to come, he was startled, and quickly threw away the banner , ran over: "Liangliang! Liangliang, what's the matter? Why are you here?"

Tan Liangliang slowly opened his eyes, sat up, tears fell down, and the tears fell more and more, and finally cried loudly: "What are you doing? You are hitting my mother in the face! We owe money Is it true? You did not take responsibility as a father... Now you have learned to be disgusting..."

Tan Xiaokang lost all arrogance, nodded and remained silent.He wanted to coax his son not to cry, but Zhao Xuejun grabbed him and said, "Tell him to cry!"

"Shouldn't you pay back the money you owe? Where are you venting your anger? If you live up to it, my mother will not die of exhaustion in half a way. You can go back... I will give you a pension, Dad, why are you like this? , Whose life is good, are you going to go to someone's house to be disgusted, my sister and I are not human anymore? My sister is not married anymore? Why do you make the family's reputation so bad? "

The more Tan Liangliang thought about it, the more sad he became, and his whole body trembled from crying. Tan Xiaokang sat for a while, then stood up, walked to the willow streamer, bent down, picked up the streamer and walked away. As he walked, he shouted: "Liangliang You wait for dad, dad has won the lawsuit and has money, dad will build you a house that is bigger than this... three bricks higher than Lao Gao's house, five rooms more!"

Zhao Xuejun didn't enter grandma's house again, he quickly called the driver and left here with Liangliang.Liangliang didn't speak all the way. He remained silent until he was about to enter Wanlin City, and then he said helplessly: "Brother, what are you talking about? I don't even know who to hate now."

Zhao Xuejun gave him a slap on the head: "Who do you hate? You shouldn't hate anyone, live your own life! Your father is your father, your mother is your mother, you are a student, study hard at your school. Want to fuck more dicks hair!"

"Hey..." Tan Liangliang laughed: "Brother, why have you learned to swear?"

Zhao Xuejun turned his face to look outside the car, and muttered, "You guys forced me to do this! How f*cking (damn) depressed! It's so hard to be alive!"