Zhang Ailing: Yangko (Chapter 10)

These two days, Gu Gang went to the village office every day to help write Spring Festival couplets. These are all sold to farmers during the Spring Festival an

These two days, Gu Gang went to the village office every day to help write Spring Festival couplets. These are all sold to farmers during the Spring Festival and distributed door to door. A good family will give a pair of seven words, and a poor family will give a pair of five words, because the price will always be determined according to the number of words. The most common saying is "Long live Chairman Mao, and the * * * production party will last forever." Although the antithesis is also neat, and the smooth black characters written on red paper or coral stationery are still pleasing to the eye, it is always different from the previous "gathering happiness and living alone, accumulating money and accumulating jade doors". It was a dark snowy day when Jinhua returned to her family. When she came, Gu Gang hadn't gone out, so everyone just sat there, chatting, without saying a word. As soon as Gu Gang left, she complained bitterly. She said that her mother-in-law was more polite to her because of her new arrival, and her sister-in-law couldn't stand her, so she joined forces to speak ill of her. They said she was lazy and greedy, and her husband would rather starve himself than leave something for her to eat. The mother-in-law was very angry and called her son worthless. Jinhua said it was nothing. It is true that everyone is hungry. Yuexiang brought her a towel and a bar of soap when she came back from Shanghai this time, which caused a lot of gossip. Since then, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law often come out and ask her to come back to her family to borrow money. This time, my mother-in-law officially spoke and asked her to come back and borrow money. Otherwise, they won't survive the New Year. "Oh, really-"said Yuexiang. "I know this country is so miserable. I will never buy those things for you again, but I will embarrass you. " Jinhua continued to describe her pain, her voice was monotonous and her face was expressionless. Her eyes were on the ground, and her hand was written under her cotton-padded jacket. The room is very cold, and there is often a long silence. They all sat there motionless, spitting out white smoke. "Hold on, sister!" Yue Xiang comforted him and said. "In other people's homes, it is natural to be wronged, unlike at home." Hearing this, Jinhua felt sad, lowered her head, lifted her skirt and wiped her eyes. I wiped it again and again, and my tears seemed to flow endlessly. "Sister, don't cry," said Yuexiang. "You are lucky at last. As long as the brother-in-law is kind to you, he will live one day in the future. It's a little bitter at the moment, but it's not your home. Every family is like this. If you want to say what kind of life our family lives, others don't know, but you know, sister-"She began to talk about the hardships at home. Jin Gen didn't say a word. He also knows that Yuexiang's remaining savings can't be taken out anymore. But when he remembered being with his sister when he was a child, he felt sad. When I was a child, he gave her everything, even if he caught a good cricket. When he arrived in Tomb-Sweeping Day, people went from the city to the countryside to sweep graves. He always rushes to the front and back of the busy village, waits behind the tree, and waits for them to disperse the zongzi to the onlookers. He collected more jiaozi than anyone else, enough for his younger brothers and sisters. In summer, he caught grasshoppers in the field, tied a long string with a piece of grass, took it home and asked his mother to fry the whole string in oil, which was brown and crispy. They have always been poor. He remembers lying in bed in the morning and hearing his mother scoop rice out of the rice jar. The spoon scraped the bottom of the jar and made a slight harsh sound. He can know that the rice is running out. He felt pain when he heard the sound. One day he knew that there was nothing to eat at home. At the end of lunch, he took his sister by the hand and said, "Sister Jinhua, come out and play!" " "Jinhua is younger than him and doesn't know when to play. They played in the fields for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly heard his mother shouting there: "Jingen! Jinhua! Don't come back for dinner! " He was very surprised. When they got home, it turned out that she had cooked a adzuki bean for seed. Beans are delicious. His mother sat by with a smile and watched them eat. Now that he has grown up and has his own world, it seems that he can't bear it silently as before and can't do anything. My sister came to beg him with tears, but she still had to go back empty-handed. He sat on the bench, legs apart, leaning forward, one hand groping behind his neck. Yuexiang complained to Jinhua, complaining a lot, and stood up to cook there. Jin Gen also stood up and followed. She is bending down to scoop the rice in the jar. ""I'm going to have a good meal today. I don't want that meager thing, "he whispered to her. It's hard to cook. I want a few meters each. ""well, you are quick to go away and make my sister look strange. I don't know what we are doing here, "she whispered, without looking back. He returned to Jinhua, where he had closed his tears and was playing with Zhao. She took Zhao's hand and stood at Gu Gang's door, looking in. ""Look, Zhao, don't you remember, this is my house, "she said." Don't go in, "Zhao said that mom would hit you. ""why? " "The man at home, can't even see. If you see him eating, mother will hit you. "Zhao likes to dance and play with his aunt. Then it's time for lunch. They still eat the porridge they eat every day, which is blue; Rope-shaped wild vegetables are cut into sections and float inside. Jin Gen was so angry that he could hardly swallow. He ate silently, and suddenly Zata put down the bowl and went to the yard to smoke. It began to snow. At first, a small snowflake could only be seen when it was reflected on a dark mountain. Then gradually, you can see countless fine gray ideas in the snow-white sky, landing slowly; Jinhua said she was going home. Yuexiang told her to wait, saying that it wouldn't snow for long, and she wouldn't go until it stopped snowing. But she looks a little upset. After a while, she stood up to go again. Aunt, don't go! You live here, don't go! "Zhao clung to her skirt." Yuexiang said with a smile, "My uncle will call you if you don't let my aunt go back!" Jin Gen took out his big orange umbrella and rudely thrust it into his sister's hand. "You don't have to?" When Jinhua said this, she did not look at him, but at her sister-in-law. Yuexiang repeatedly said that they could pass by Zhoucun at any time and bring them back. They sent her to the main road. Two women shared an umbrella, and Jin Gen followed. But before he reached the village entrance, he suddenly turned around and left without saying goodbye. Snow soon turned into rain. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is often like this. Yue Xiang came back without an umbrella. When she got home, she was busy looking for a cloth to dry her clothes and hair. Jingen yelled at her. "Tell you to cook a good meal for us-it's that thin rice soup again! If my sister hadn't been here, I would have thrown it in your face! " "I eat like this every day! Sister is not a guest! " She comes once in a blue moon and can't even feed others! ""You are so unreasonable! I don't want to think about it. She came here to eat better, and people still think that we eat so well on the big day. Life is so rich, you still have the face to ask us for money without borrowing a penny! " Jin Gen was silent for a while, and finally said, "She won't care more about us." "Even if she doesn't sweat it, she may not sweat it. "She went back and told her man that the whole family knew!" "She won't tell anyone." "If I were you, I wouldn't tell you." He has nothing to say. On a rainy afternoon, the room was dark and the door was closed. Wet cloth shoes give off a smell. Jingen went to the bed and fell down. After lying down for a while, he suddenly sat up, rolled up an old quilt full of patches, carried it on his shoulder, stood up and left. "What are you doing?" Yue Xiang shouted. "Where are you going?" "I'll pawn it and buy some wine to eat." "You are crazy!" She grabbed the quilt with all her strength. "It's freezing in such cold weather!" "I don't want to live this life after I die!" "I must have heard of such a thing-it's cold to be a quilt! It's freezing to death! " "I'll push the pie nine, and then redeem the bed when I win the money. That's all! " "Warm yo, please give me a break!" She was panting. She pulled hard this way, but she couldn't move him. She was anxious and angry, tears streaming down her face. He suddenly let go of his hands one by one, and don't turn your back on her as if he were bored to death. She plopped down on the mud. Then she got up, picked her up, and shook off the bed and dust while crying. "What does he want from me?" She thought, "We are starving here ourselves, and you want me to lend her money to help support her husband's family?" She said this to herself over and over again. Otherwise, you can't arouse your anger. Because although she is right, she doesn't know why, but she is a little ashamed. He seems depressed, which makes her look a little worried. After dinner, she went to sleep because of the drought, and wrapped the bed tightly around Ah Zhao and herself. Later, when Jin Gen went to bed, she wanted to pull the quilt over and cover herself, but she held the quilt tightly and said, "You don't have to cover it! You are not afraid of the cold! " He pulled the bed so hard that he almost dragged her and the child to the ground. Then ... she was very surprised-he blew out the light without saying a word and lay down with his clothes. It seems that the quilt cover and the quilt cover are completely ignored. He just lay there for a long time. I really want to roll over and hug her. Since I can't drink, I'll use her instead and drown his sadness with that warm body. But he felt very ashamed of himself because he was poor and useless. He remembered those old jokes, saying that a poor man was hungry and pestering his wife, and she laughed at him. Maybe she will laugh at him, too. Near midnight, she did know that he was asleep, so she put the quilt on him in half and groped for it in the dark. So he stretched out his arm to hug her in his sleep, because of habit.

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