After the funeral, the family will sit down for dinner, and we will put two big round tables together. He was ill and not suitable for moving, so I stood up and tried to put the two tables together. Seeing that I couldn't move, he stood up and said, "Come on, come on." Of course, I don't need him to come. I put the tables together and saw his face. When he spoke, the flesh on his mouth trembled little by little, as well as his brown age spots and blue veins stood out suddenly and violently. Thinking of grandpa's funeral, children and grandchildren are kneeling and kowtowing outside. The feudal dross in this funeral made our grandchildren unaccustomed and had to do as the Romans do. We watched this program like a theater, and several of them were the most sad and devoted, crying and burning paper, shouting at the sky full of soot: "Dad, you collect money, Dad, you collect money ..."
It all started when my grandfather died. Grandpa died at the age of 80 and had a heart attack in the morning. This process only took a few minutes, so his troubled life ended in a few minutes. Compared with many old people, grandpa didn't suffer too much. He is very lucky. My mother and I rushed back to my mother's hometown overnight to attend the funeral, a small border county town that is a night's drive from the sub-provincial city where I currently live.
Back here, it is already winter, and the air is still full of soot. The unmelted snow on the road is mixed with soot, which extends to the last few rows of low-rise bungalows in the county where my grandparents live. Along the way, my mother used semi-standard Mandarin to cope with the familiar local accent. She said she didn't remember, except that she drifted away in this small town near the county hospital. Yes, I do. I was here when I was a child. For decades, the old couple lived together and never moved. In my impression, this small house is very high, with a roof and a high roof. There are two big bronze bells at the door, eggplant, supported fruits and vegetables and morning glory in the yard. When I was a child, I often squeezed the juice of morning glory to write and draw on the snow-white wall, but these graffiti were slowly covered by the ashes of the years. But now I'm back, but I think this room is too small for me to turn around except a kang. My mother has changed from my mother to the Juanzi of the people around me, and my grandmother is still the same as I remember, just a little older. She seems to be very calm, everything is ready, sweeping the kang as usual, sitting as usual, and everything is as usual for the octogenarian.
It's a pity that I finally lost you.
After a night's train ride, we hurried to the funeral as soon as we got off the bus. We saw grandpa's body, bowed, burned incense and kowtowed on our knees. Although I don't like these feudal dross, I still do as the Romans do. This is a funeral for my ancestors. My grandfather in my memory is hale and hearty. In my impression, he is especially like Mr. Lu Xun in the book. He also likes smoking. He also worships Mr Lu Xun. Before he retired, he was a high school math teacher. He spent ten years in prison. Before he went to prison, he devoted himself to his ideals. After he was released from prison, he devoted himself to the petition activities.
My parents are cautious all my life, and I will be influenced by them unconsciously. My life is just like my parents. We believe that more is better than less, and we will do what others do. I used to think that everyone in my family was mediocre and didn't know the meaning of life all my life. I didn't know where the restless blood in my body came from until I grew up and heard my mother and parents talk about my grandfather intermittently.
Once upon a time, when I returned to my hometown, my grandfather was like a man who seemed to have experienced the opening of a new route and saw the adventures of Magellan. He was always impassioned and took pains to tell his past experiences to the younger generation. He told us the principle of making bulb filament, and he would use the golden section to explain the problem of bulb. He will take an old book with reading glasses, light a cigarette, read a page, stop to talk about a page, and praise it after he finishes. He sighed a few words, but his family didn't respond, so he put down his book and went out for a walk, letting his body and soul, which were dried by the times, blow the air of the new era, exhale and spit out the smoke in his stomach.
This room is full of smoke!
He often recites Lu Xun's Medicine all day long, reading the beginning in the morning and the end at night. "In the second half of autumn, the moon went down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except what I swam at night. " "Oh, no, it's summer, and I can't sleep. Haha. " As he spoke, his ashes fell all over the floor, like plum blossoms on Nanshan, like his bleak life, and like the afterglow of his twilight, crackling and sparking.
My grandparents live in a bungalow. We can't get used to it. We usually go back to our hometown and stay with relatives who have buildings. That day, we got up early to catch the train. In the taxi, my mother suddenly saw my grandfather walking around the window as usual. My mother shouted at the window, but my grandfather didn't hear me.
Who would have thought that this farewell would become a permanent tactic.
Many, many years ago, my mother Juanzi didn't know her father at all, and even hated her father a little. It coincided with ten years of turmoil. Her father was taken to prison and their family was robbed. Her father's books are all evidence of crime. They said that he was an "active counter-revolutionary", was brutally criticized and sent to prison for reeducation through labor. My mother's five brothers and sisters followed my grandmother to live in the countryside. At that time, people called it "hedgehog cub", which meant that babies who committed crimes were also discriminated against at school. My uncle grew up and graduated from high school, and the college entrance examination was cancelled. He went out to work, helped others pull coal, helped others unload coal, and all the wages he earned were brought back to his grandmother to support his family. Uncle is responsible, honest and hardworking for his family. But at that time, the family was poor, and the meal was gone as soon as it was served. My mother once lied that the school paid for it and tricked my grandmother into buying a "little bald" cake for a few cents. When she was found, she was beaten. I don't regret asking my mother. My mother said no. I was greedy at that time. It's nothing to get beat up for dinner. My mother is most afraid of holding a parent-teacher conference at school, because my father is in prison and my mother is too busy to put down her work. I am most afraid that the school will let me fill out a form to write about my parents' work unit. My mother can only secretly write: mom: leather factory, dad, labor reform. Their family is a counter-revolutionary family now, and it was the most sensational case there that year. After the accident, the family was penniless, and neither grandma nor uncle could afford to support such a large family. One day, my mother had to pay two yuan for a school uniform. When she got home, she told her grandmother that she had searched the whole house and found a headscarf. A headscarf is covered with a headscarf, a big headscarf is covered with a small headscarf, and there are several layers of handkerchiefs in the headscarf. When she opened the smallest handkerchief, she finally revealed two yuan, so she took the only two yuan in this family to make clothes for my mother. At that time, they lived in the countryside and went to the city to buy food regularly every once in a while. Grandma's thin body dragged the family's rations. Grandma drove back from the county seat after buying vegetables. She is a stranger and doesn't know the way, so she gropes her way home at night. On the way, grandma met a wolf, but it was still a nest. Grandma slipped on the road and some food fell out for the wolf. Grandma doesn't know wolves. Very thrilling. Maybe the wolf was full that day and grandma came home safely. When she came back, people asked her where she came from and why it took so long. She said her route, and others were surprised to ask that there were wolves on that road. Didn't you meet? Grandma realized that she had met a wolf instead of a dog. Maybe that day, the wolf was really full. Every time my grandmother thinks about it, she has a lingering fear. It was really fatal at that time! I'm lucky to be alive. Soon, the ten-year turmoil finally ended and grandpa was released, but he was not rehabilitated. Grandpa began a long journey of petitioning after he came back. After petitioning, he became a carpenter. His carpentry skills were all learned in prison, and his grandfather made the furniture for his uncle's marriage. On his first salary, he bought a sausage for everyone in his family. My mother said that she had never eaten such delicious sausages in her life, and she choked badly. After eating a whole one, she didn't have time to remember, only that it was delicious.
Later, grandpa's case was finally rehabilitated and his work resumed. He went back to school and his three-foot platform. Our family has finally stood tall, and my mother can finally go out and say that my father is a teacher. Grandparents are all intellectuals, and none of the five children have gone to college. There were too many such families at that time. Grandpa got back 8000 yuan when he was rehabilitated, each 10. My mother said that she had never seen so much money at that time. Grandma wrapped the headscarf and put it on the kang when she went home. She picked up the money one by one and looked at it one by one.
Big JIU's personality is different from his grandfather and grandmother. He was born gentle, honest, filial and kind. Perhaps because of this, he married his neighbor, the most beautiful woman and the most prodigal woman in Fiona Fang. This woman and her daughter came to my house when I was young, and when they left, they wore my mother's two most expensive clothes.
When my uncle was young, he worked hard and was honest. He used to study very well, but he was delayed by the times. Without the college entrance examination, he can only do manual labor. When he was young, his salary solved the rations of his brothers and sisters, but with grandpa's recovery, his job resumed. Gradually, he doesn't need to pay at home. He got married, got married and moved out. But because the women at home can't live any longer, their wages will be gone for two days. With the birth of his daughter, the expenses increased. He had to go home often and say to his parents, "Mom, we can't live any longer. Please give me some more money. " Give, give, spent most of my life, give, give, my uncle suddenly fell ill. The woman in his family is not the master of saving trouble. When she was young, she spent a lot of money and dressed beautifully, but when she was old, she fidgeted. Today she wants to become a monk, and tomorrow she believes in something. She always goes up the mountain in cassock and doesn't go home for a few days. When my daughter didn't graduate from junior high school, she stopped studying, began to mix in the society, fell in love early and divorced, and never did anything serious. Later, my uncle divorced her, but after the divorce, she didn't leave home and lived together. My uncle is ill, but this woman has been taking care of him. This woman pushed her big uncle in a wheelchair and took her family to the door to ask her grandparents for money. They took tens of thousands. They took it to treat their big uncle and enjoyed it. Their family went to Beijing to see a doctor and brought back a box of clothes, including more than 400 short sleeves.
Grandparents have never enjoyed happiness all their lives, but they still can't adapt to the new life with better days. They are frugal and can't enjoy any gifts or money. They can't change their old ideas and enjoy a new life.
Within a few years, the JIU family borrowed and took more than 300,000 from their grandparents for various reasons. They use the money to cure diseases, build houses and have fun. Wait until their house demolition, a * * * points to three sets of houses, they sold a cure for big uncle, decorate their own lives, the remaining one. During this period, my grandfather died and my family asked them to pay back the money. They were surprised and angry: "The old man's bones are not cold, so you are fighting for property here!" " Seven days later, I mentioned it again, crying and making noise, and only hanged myself. The woman said, "Your eldest brother and I are divorced, and I am taking care of him. Now that I spend so little money on my parents, that's all you care about. Dad told us everything before he died, and you just bullied him and couldn't talk. " As soon as she left the divorce certificate, she knelt down to her grandmother and told the truth and sin. Grandma is sad, and for the sake of the old man's old age, everyone will not mention it. Finally, my uncle said to sell the rest of the house and give it back to my grandmother. The family said you could sell the house to your mother, didn't they? He didn't say anything. Later, he really wrote an agreement to pay off debts with the house, signed it and pressed his handprint (he only admitted to borrowing 250,000 from his parents, but it was far more than that, and the small two-bedroom apartment in this small county was only worth about 654.38+0.5 million). So, he promised to use this property to repay his grandmother's debts, and her grandmother moved into this house to spend her old age, while my uncle did not go through any formalities. He verbally promised to give the house to his mother, but he didn't take any action. Every time he mentioned the transfer, he turned it down. One day he said he was ill, and the other day he vomited blood. When he sat down to talk seriously, he cried that he had divorced his wife. They all have a house like this. He had to go back and discuss with his wife. Do you want to force me to sleep in the street? I would rather go out and be killed by a car than leave a sum of money for my wife and children. "
Later, the family learned that he had given both houses to his daughter. When he dies, the debt will disappear.
Grandpa regrets all his life and suffers all his life. He is the shadow of past lives, where is the sustenance of this life? Big JIU is like the rest of his flesh and blood in this world, but he has completely degenerated into a walking corpse. Most of his ups and downs have passed, and he no longer knows the noise of this world. Here, I am a bystander, a stranger.
I haven't seen my uncle since. He is still alive, but he seems to be dead.