Will you tell the landlord's son a fortune? _ Will you tell the fortune of the landlord's son?

I was born in a landlord family named Jiang in Fantianjiang Village, Jinhua, Zhejiang. I am the first son born in this family, which should be festive. But because my mother gave birth during childbirth, the fortune teller said that I would "kill" my parents. My parents are superstitious, so they don't like me I was discriminated against by my family from birth. Soon, she was sent to a poor peasant woman's house in the village to raise her. This woman was sold to our village from a neighboring village called "Daye River" when she was very young. This village is about five miles away from our village.

The name "Dayanhe" was only heard with an accent when I was a child. 1973 when I went back to my hometown, the villagers told me that "Dayan River" was actually a spelling of "Dayan River", and the local accent of our hometown was exactly the same as "Dayan River". Therefore, I wrote in my poem: "Dayanhe is my nanny. /Her name is the name of the village where she was born,/She is a child bride ... "She is so humble that she doesn't even have her own name, so she calls it where she comes from. I have lived in Dayan River for five years. The poem reads: "I am the son of the landlord. /I ate all the milk in your Dayan River,/I was taken home by my parents. " When I was five years old, I was picked up by my parents because I was going to study. Five years in Dayanhe's home has infected me with the kind of melancholy and sadness of farmers, and made me have a hazy initial impression on farmers in China. Back to my parents' home, I grew up in an atmosphere of indifference and discrimination. Therefore, when I grow up, I always want to leave my family early.

"Dayanhe" gave birth to five sons. She had three children with her ex-husband. After her ex-husband died, she adopted a daughter-in-law from Shangjiang Village, a neighboring village, and gave birth to two more. 1953 and 1973 went back to their hometown twice and went to see them both. The poem Dayan River was written out of gratitude. I think only in the home of Dayan River can I feel warmth and love. Dayanhe loves me very much, and I love her too. I went to her grave at 1953 and 1973.