Chapter 4 third chapter

one My grandfather lived in the small town of Hulan River. When I was born, my grandfather was over sixty years old. When I was four or five years old, my grandfather was almost seventy years old. My family has a big garden, in which there are bees, butterflies, dragonflies, grasshoppers, everything.Butterflies include white butterflies and yellow butterflies.This butterfly is extremely small and not very pretty.The good-looking one is a big red butterfly with gold dust all over its body. The dragonfly is golden, the grasshopper is green, and the bee flies buzzingly, covered in fluff, and lands on a flower, and the fat, round one stays motionless like a little fur ball.

The garden is bright, red and green, fresh and beautiful. It is said that this garden used to be an orchard.Grandma planted an orchard because she liked to eat fruit.Grandma also likes to raise sheep, and the sheep gnawed the fruit trees.The fruit trees all died.As far as I can remember, there was only one cherry tree and one plum tree in the garden. Because the cherries and plums did not bear much fruit, I felt that they did not exist.When I was young, I only thought there was a big elm tree in the garden. The elm tree is at the northwest corner of the garden. When the wind comes, the elm tree whistles first. When the rain comes, the big elm tree emits smoke first.When the sun came out the leaves of the big elm shone so brightly that they shone like mussel shells on the sand.

My grandfather is in the back garden all day long, and I am also in the back garden with my grandfather.My grandfather wears a big straw hat, and I wear a small straw hat. When my grandfather plants flowers, I will plant them; when my grandfather pulls out weeds, I will weed them.When my grandfather planted seeds and planted cabbage, I followed behind and smoothed the soil nests where the seeds were planted, one by one, so that they would slip accurately, and I would make a fool of myself with one foot to the east and one foot to the west. .Some vegetable seeds were not only not covered with soil, but kicked the vegetable seeds away.

Cabbage grows very fast, and sprouts sprout within a few days.It can be pulled out and eaten in a blink of an eye. My grandfather shoveled the ground, and I shoveled the ground too; because I was too young to hold the hoe shaft, my grandfather pulled out the hoe shaft and let me shovel with the head of the hoe alone.In fact, there is a shovel there, but it is just crawling on the ground and scratching with a hoe for a while.I also don't know which one is a seedling and which one is a grass.Leeks are often cut off as weeds, and foxtails are kept as ears of grain. When my grandfather found the patch full of foxtails that I shoveled, he asked me:

What's this? I said: millet. Grandpa laughed, had enough, picked the grass and asked me: Is this what you eat every day? I said: Yes. I saw my grandfather was still smiling, so I said: If you don't believe me, I'll bring it to you to see. I ran into the house and took an ear of grain from the cage, and threw it to my grandfather from a distance.explain: Isn't it the same? Grandpa called me over slowly and told me that millet has needles.There is no foxtail, but it is so hairy that it really looks like a dog's tail. Although my grandfather taught me, I didn't read it carefully, but I just admitted it carelessly.When I looked up and saw a cucumber growing up, I ran over to pick it off, and I went to eat cucumbers again.

Perhaps the cucumbers were not finished, and I saw a big dragonfly flying by, so I lost the cucumbers and went after the dragonfly again.No matter how fast the dragonfly flies, it will catch up there.Fortunately, I didn't intend to catch up at the beginning, so I stood up, followed the dragonfly for a few steps, and then went to do other things. Pick a short melon flower heart, catch a big mung bean and green grasshopper, tie the grasshopper's leg with a thread, tie it up for a while, maybe tie the grasshopper's leg off, and tie only one leg to the end of the thread without seeing the grasshopper up.

Tired of playing, I ran to my grandfather to make a fuss for a while. My grandfather watered the vegetables, and I also grabbed them to water them. The strange thing was that I didn't pour the vegetables, but took the water ladle and tried my best to pour the water into the sky. Li Yiyang shouted: It's raining, it's raining. The sun is huge in the garden, and the sky is very high. The sun is so radiant that it is so bright that people cannot open their eyes. It is so bright that earthworms dare not come out of the ground, and bats dare not fly out of some dark place.Everything under the sun is healthy and beautiful. When you pat it, even a big tree can make a sound, and when you yell, it seems that the earth wall standing opposite will answer.

The flowers bloomed, as if the flowers woke up from sleep.The bird flew, like a bird in the sky.The worm screamed, as if the worm was talking.Everything is alive.They all have unlimited abilities, and they can do whatever they want.Whatever you want, do whatever you want.All are free.If the short melon wants to climb on the shelf, he can climb on the shelf, if he wants to climb on the room, he can climb on the room.If a cucumber is willing to bloom a false flower, it will bloom a false flower, if it is willing to bear a cucumber, it will bear a cucumber.If you don't want to, even if a cucumber doesn't end, a flower doesn't bloom, and no one seems to ask about it.Corn can grow as tall as it wants, and if it wants to grow to the sky, no one cares.Butterflies flew randomly, a pair of yellow butterflies flew from the top of the wall for a while, and a white butterfly flew away from the top of the wall for a while.Whose house did they come from, and whose house did they fly to?The sun doesn't know this either.

It's just that the sky is blue and long, high and far away. But when the white clouds came, the big white clouds, like silver sprinkled with flowers, passed over my grandfather's head, as if they were about to press down to the level of my grandfather's straw hat. I was tired from playing, so I found a shady place under the house and fell asleep.No pillows, no mats, just put a straw hat over your face and go to sleep. two Grandfather's eyes are full of smiles, and his grandfather's smile is often like that of a child. Grandfather was a tall, healthy man who liked to carry a cane in his hand.He kept smoking his dry pipe, and whenever he met a child, he often liked to make a joke, saying:

You see a house sparrow flying in the sky. While the child was looking at the sky, he stretched out his hand and took off the child's cap, sometimes putting it under the long gown, sometimes putting it inside the cuff.He said: The house sparrow took your hat off. The children all knew what their grandfather did, and they didn't think it was surprising, so they hugged his thigh, asked him for a hat, touched his sleeves, and tore at the skirt of his clothes until they found out the hat. Grandfather used to do this and always kept his cap in the same place, always under the cuffs and under the placket.Those children who searched for him never once took out the hat under his skirt, as if he had agreed with the children: I will put it here, you come and find it!

I don’t know how many times I have done this, just like the old lady always telling the story of hunting tigers up the mountain to the children, even if she has heard it 500 times, she still keeps clapping her hands and applauding. Whenever the grandfather did this once, the grandfather and the children couldn't help laughing together.It seems that this play is still playing for the first time. Others laughed when they saw my grandfather doing this, but not because of his good technique, but because he used a method to grab the child's hat every day, which is ridiculous. Grandfather is not very good at managing money, and all housework is managed by grandmother.Grandpa was just free and idle for a day; I thought, fortunately, I have grown up and I am three years old, otherwise my grandfather would be so lonely.I will go, I will run.When I couldn't walk, my grandfather hugged me; when I walked, my grandfather pulled me.All day long, inside and outside the door, never leave, and my grandfather is mostly in the back garden, so I am also in the back garden. When I was little, I had few companions and I was my mother's first child. I remember very early, when I was three years old, I remember my grandmother pricking my finger with a needle, so I didn't like her very much.The windows of my house are all pasted with paper on the four sides, with glass embedded in the middle.Grandma is a clean freak, and the window paper in her house is the whitest.As soon as someone hugged me and put me on the edge of my grandma's kang, I ran into the kang without thinking, ran to the window, stretched out my hand, and opened the paper window with the white window lattice A few holes, if not stopped, will have to be broken next to each other. If someone calls me, I have to speed up and rush to make a few more holes to stop.As soon as your finger touched the window, the paper window broke like a snare drum with a bang.The more you break, the more proud you are.If my grandmother came to chase me, I would be even more proud, clapping my hands and jumping my feet while laughing. One day my grandmother saw me coming, so she took a big needle and went outside the window to wait for me.As soon as I stretched out my hand, my fingers hurt badly.I cried out.That's when my grandmother stabbed me with a needle. Since then, I have remembered that I don't like her. Although she also gave me sweets, and when she coughed, she ate pork loin and roasted Fritillaria, and she also gave me pork loin, but I still didn't like her after eating pork loin. Before she died, when she was seriously ill, I gave her a fright.Once she was sitting alone on the kang to boil medicine, and the medicine pot was sitting on the charcoal brazier. Because the room was so quiet, she could hear the medicine pot making bone and bones.Grandma lives in two houses, the inner and outer rooms, and it happens that there is no one in the outer room, and no one in the inner room, just herself.When I opened the door, my grandmother didn't see me, so I punched the next door with my fist twice.I heard grandma yelling, and the iron fire scissors fell to the ground. When I looked again, my grandmother scolded me.She looked like she was going to come down to the ground and chase me.I just laughed and ran away. I didn't want to take revenge on my grandmother by scaring her like this. I was only five years old at the time, so I didn't know anything.Maybe it's fun. Grandfather is idle all day long, and grandmother does not assign him any work.There was only one thing, and that was the set of pewter utensils on grandma's floor, but grandpa always wiped them.I don't know if it was assigned to him by his grandmother, or he was willing to work automatically. Whenever my grandfather wiped it, I was not happy. He was often scolded, and his grandmother scolded him for being lazy and not cleaning well.When my grandmother scolded my grandfather, she often scolded me too for some reason. As soon as my grandmother scolded my grandfather, I took my grandfather's hand and walked outside, saying: Let's go in the back garden. Maybe that's why my grandmother scolded me too. She scolded my grandfather for being stupid and me for being a little stupid. I took my grandfather and went to the back garden. As soon as I arrived in the back garden, it was another world.It is by no means the narrow world in that house, but a vast one. Man and the world are together. The world is so vast and far away that the sky cannot be touched with hands.And what is growing on the land is so prosperous that you can't see it all at a glance, and you only feel that there is a piece of bright green in front of you. As soon as I arrived in the back garden, I ran out without a target, as if I had spotted something and ran there, as if something was waiting for me there.In fact, I have no purpose.I just feel that everything in this garden is alive, as if my legs have to jump. If it wasn't for jumping with all the strength in the whole body, it would be impossible for my grandfather to greet me because he was afraid that I would be tired. On the contrary, the more he greeted me, the more disobedient I was. When I can't run anymore, I sit down to rest. The rest is also very fast. I just pick a cucumber from the seedling and eat it. Rest well and run again. The cherry tree obviously didn't bear cherries, so he ran to the tree to look for cherries.The plum tree looked half dead. If it didn't bear plums, it went looking for plums.While searching, he shouted loudly, asking his grandfather: Grandpa, why doesn't the cherry tree bear cherries? Grandfather replied from afar: Because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries. Ask again: Why aren't cherry trees blooming? grandfather said: Because you are hungry, it will not bloom. As soon as I heard this, I obviously laughed at my words, so I ran to my grandfather as fast as I could, seeming very angry.When my grandfather raised his eyes, he looked at me with completely harmless eyes, and I immediately smiled.And it took me a long time to stop laughing, I don't know where the joy came from.It disturbed me for a while in the back garden. I don't know how loud I laughed, and I felt it was deafening. There is a rose in the back garden.It blooms in May.Open until June.The flowers are as big as a saucer.It blooms very luxuriantly, and the trees are full of them. Because of the fragrance of the flowers, many bees are attracted, buzzing in the rose tree. When I got tired of everything else, I thought of picking roses, picked a lot of them, took off the straw hat and put them in the hood.In picking the flower there are two fears, the one of the stinger of the bee, and the stinger of the rose.I finally picked a lot of them, but I didn’t know what to do after I picked them.Suddenly it was whimsical, how beautiful this flower would be if it was worn by my grandfather. Grandfather squatted on the ground to pull weeds, and I put flowers on him.Grandpa only knew I was playing tricks on his hat, not what I was doing.I put a circle of flowers in his straw hat for him, twenty or thirty bright red flowers.I was laughing on the sidelines when I heard my grandfather say: It rained a lot this spring, and our roses bloomed so fragrantly.Erli Road is also afraid to smell it. Just made me shiver with laughter.I barely have the support ability to plug it in again.When I finished inserting it, my grandfather still didn't know it safely.He still pulls the grass on the ridge.I ran far away and stood there, I didn't dare to look at my grandfather, I wanted to laugh when I saw it.So I took the opportunity to go into the house to find something to eat, and before I got back to the garden, my grandfather also came in. Grandma saw the red flowers as soon as she came in.Seeing that she didn't say anything, she laughed.My father and mother also laughed, and I laughed the hardest, rolling on the kang laughing. Grandpa took off his hat and saw that the fragrance of the rose was not because of the heavy rain this spring, but because the flower was on his head. He put down his hat, and he couldn't stop laughing for more than ten minutes. After a while, he remembered and laughed again. My grandfather just forgot a little bit, so I mentioned it next to him and said: Grandpa, it rained a lot this spring As soon as I mentioned it, my grandfather laughed.So I also rolled on the kang. Just like this day by day, grandfather, backyard, and me, these three things are one and indispensable. It was windy and rainy, and my grandfather didn't know what to do, but he was very lonely to me.There is no place to go, no place to play, and I feel that there are so many days in this day. three But this back garden has to be closed once a year. After the autumn rain, the garden began to wither, yellow and yellow, and faded. It seemed that all the flowers died soon, as if someone had destroyed them.They were all not as healthy as before, as if they were all tired and going to rest, as if they were going to pack up and go home. The big elm tree also shed its leaves. When my grandfather and I sat under the tree occasionally, the leaves fell on my face.Leaves are flying all over the backyard. Not long after, heavy snow fell again, and the back garden was buried. The back door leading to the garden was also sealed with mud, so thick that it was covered with hoarfrost all winter. My family lives in five houses, two shared by my grandmother and grandfather, and two shared by my mother and father.My grandmother lived in the West House, and my mother lived in the East House. It is five main rooms in a row, with the kitchen in the middle, all with glass windows, blue brick walls, and tile rooms. In my grandmother's house, one is the outer room and the other is the inner room.In the outer room, there are large reclining boxes, long tables and chairs.The chairs are covered with red cushions, cinnabar bottles are placed on the couch, and sitting clocks are listed on the long table.On either side of the clock stood cap holders.There is no hat hanging on the cap barrel, but a few peacock feathers. When I was young, I liked this peacock feather. I said it had golden eyes, and I always wanted to touch it with my hand, but my grandmother would definitely not let me touch it. My grandmother has a cleanliness freak. There is also a sitting clock on the grandmother's lying box. The sitting clock is very strange. It draws a big girl in ancient costume, as if alive. Whenever I go to my grandmother's house, if there is no one in the house, She always stares at me. I told my grandfather several times, and my grandfather said: That's painted, she doesn't stare. I must say that she can stare, because I can see that her eyeballs seem to be rolling. There are also small people carved on the grandma's big lying box, all of them are dressed in ancient clothes, with wide sleeves, hats and feathers.The box is full of engravings, there are about twenty or thirty people, and there are people who eat wine, eat, and bow I always wanted to take a closer look, but my grandmother wouldn't let me get involved. I was still far away, so she said: Don't touch it with your hands, your hands are dirty. In the grandmother's inner room, there is a very weird wall clock hanging on the wall, and two tassels of iron-wrapped rice hang from the bottom of the wall clock with an iron chain.Iron-wrapped rice is much bigger than real rice, and it looks very heavy, and it seems that it can kill a person.Looking inside the wall clock is even more bizarre. There is a villain with blue eyes, the pendulum strikes every second, and when the pendulum strikes, the eyes rotate at the same time. That villain has yellow hair, blue eyes, and is too different from me. Although my grandfather told me that she was from a Maozi, I don't recognize her. I don't think she looks like anyone. So every time I look at this wall clock, I just look at it for a long time, and I feel a little dazed.I thought: Does this Maozi always stay in the clock?Never come down to play? The native language of foreigners in Hulan River is called Maozi people.When I was four or five years old, I had never met a Maozi person, and I thought it was because her hair was frizzy and curly. In addition to these things, there are many other things in my grandmother's house, because I didn't have much interest in other things at that time, so I only remembered these three or five things. In my mother's room, there were not even such eccentric objects. They were all ordinary gilt cabinets, hat holders, vases, etc. Nothing interesting, I didn't remember. In the organization of these five houses, in addition to four rooms and one kitchen, there are also two small back rooms that are extremely small and dark.One for the grandmother and one for the mother. There are all kinds of things in there, because it is a storage room. Jars and jars, chests and cabinets, baskets and baskets.In addition to the things at home, there are other people's deposits. It's dark in there, and you have to go in with a lamp to see it.There are many rats and cobwebs there.The air is not very good, and there is always a tangy and medicine-like smell. I think this storage room is very interesting. If you open any box, there must be some beautiful things inside, such as filigree threads, silk strips of various colors, fragrant purses, waistbands, trouser legs, horseshoe sleeves, and embroidered collars.Antique, the colors are very nice.There are often blue and emerald earrings or rings in the box, and when I see them, I have to play with one as soon as I see it, and my mother often throws one to me. There are also some tables with drawers. When you open them, there are more interesting things, such as copper rings, wooden knives, bamboo rulers, and Guanyin powder.These are things I haven't seen anywhere else.And the drawer is never locked.So I often opened it randomly, and searched everything, seemingly indiscriminately, with a wooden knife in my left hand and Guanyin powder in my right, chopping here and drawing there.Later I got a small saw, and with this saw, I began to destroy things, sawing on the legs of chairs, and sawing on the edge of the bed.I actually sawed my own little wooden knife too bad. Whether eating or sleeping, I bring these things with me. When I eat, I use this small saw to saw steamed buns.When I fell asleep and dreamed, I still shouted: Where did my little saw go? The storage room seems to have become a place for me to explore.I often opened the door and went in while my mother was not in the house.This storage room also has a rear window, and there was a little light in the second half of the day, so I took advantage of the light to open the drawer. The drawer has been almost exhausted by me, and there is nothing new.After flipping through it for a while, I felt that it was no longer interesting, so I came out.In the end, I even took out a piece of glue and a piece of rope, and emptied all five drawers. In addition to the drawers and the baskets and cages, I dare not move them. Everything seems to be black. The dust is so thick and there are so many cobwebs and threads, so I don’t even want to touch those things. I remember one time when I went to a very deep place in this dark room, a loud object hit my foot. I felt it and hugged it to a bright place. As soon as the dust was drawn, it was revealed that it was made of red glass. When I was one or two years old, I probably saw lanterns, but when I was four or five years old, I didn’t know them anymore.I don't know what this is.I held it and asked my grandfather. My grandfather wiped it clean for me and lit a foreign candle inside, so I was so happy that I ran around the house with a lantern. I ran for several days until I broke the lantern. I came across another piece of wood in the dark room. This piece of wood was carved with flowers. When I touched it with my hand, it was very rough. I took it out and saw it with a small saw.Grandpa saw it and said: This is the board where the post is printed. I don't know what a post is. My grandfather painted a piece of ink and showed me one. I only saw a few villains printed out.There are also some messy flowers and words.grandfather said: When our family boiled the pot, we used this stamp to post. This is the one with one hundred hangs, and the one with fifty hangs and ten hangs. My grandfather printed a lot for me, and printed some red ones for me in Devil Red. I also took out the Qing Dynasty hat with tassels and put it on.I also took out my boss's goose-feather fan many years ago to blow the wind.I found a bottle of saren, which is a medicine for stomach problems. My mother took it, and I took it too. Soon, I got all these things from eight hundred years ago.Some are kept by the grandmother, some are the relics of the married aunt, which have been placed in that dark place for many years without being touched, some are about to rot, and some are full of worms, because those Things have long been forgotten by people, as if there is no such thing in the world anymore.But today suddenly came before their eyes again, and they regained their memories as if they were shocked. Whenever I took out a new thing, my grandmother saw it, and my grandmother said: This is how many years ago!This is what your aunt is playing at home The grandfather saw it, and the grandfather said: This is what your second aunt used when she was at home This is your aunt's fan, and that is your third aunt's flower shoes.But I don't know who is my third aunt and who is my eldest aunt.Maybe I saw them when I was one or two years old, but when I was four or five years old, I didn't remember them. My grandmother had three daughters, all of whom were married by the time I was growing up.It can be seen that there will be no children in twenty or thirty years.Now it's just me.In fact, there was a little brother, but he was only one and a half years old at that time, so he was not counted. The things that were placed in the house many years ago have not been touched. They live a life that neither moves forward nor looks back. Everything in the past is forgotten, and they do not actively hope for the future. They just lived in the rations prepared for them by their ancestors day by day, without any complaints or complaints. When I was born, I first gave my grandfather infinite joy, and when I grew up, my grandfather loved me very much.It made me feel that in this world, having a grandfather is enough, so what are you afraid of?Although my father's indifference, my mother's vicious words, and my grandmother's pricking my finger with needles are nothing.What's more, there is a back garden!Although the back garden was closed by ice and snow, the storage room was discovered again.There are endless things here, and the treasures here are all things that I can't imagine, which makes me feel that there are so many things in this world!And everything is fun and novel. For example, I got a pack of paint, which is China's big green. The paint is shining golden, but when I paint it on my nails, the nails turn green. When I paint it on my arm, my arm immediately flies like a leaf. .It's really beautiful, and it's really inexplicable, so I'm secretly happy in my heart, could it be that I got a baby? Got a piece of Guanyin powder.When this Avalokitesvara powder is painted on the door, the door will be white, and if it is painted on the window, the window will be white.This is really strange, maybe the ink that my grandfather wrote was black ink, but this is white ink. Got a piece of round glass, my grandfather said it was a microscope.He took a photo under the sun, and even illuminated a bag of cigarettes that his grandfather had packed. How delightful it should be, everything can change.You see it is a piece of scrap iron, maybe it is useful, for example, I picked up a square piece of iron with a small nest on it.Grandpa put the hazelnuts in the nest and gave me some hazelnuts to eat.Fighting in this small nest is not known how many times faster than biting with teeth.What's more, my grandfather is old, and his teeth are probably not very good. I move out from that dark room every day, and there are new ones every day.Move out a batch, get tired of playing, break it, and move it again. Therefore, my grandfather and grandmother often sighed. They said it was so many years ago, even before my third aunt was born.How many years ago was that, and I got it from my great-grandfather when the family was separated.And who gave that and that, and that family has been ruined to this day, but this thing still exists. It was the vine bracelet I was playing with. Grandma said that she wore this bracelet. One summer, she was carrying my eldest aunt back to her mother’s house in a small car. On the way, she met a bandit and picked off the gold earrings. went without asking for the bracelet.If it was gold or silver, it would be so dangerous, and it would definitely be snatched away. I listened and asked her: Where is my aunt? Grandpa smiled.grandmother said: Your aunt's children are older than you. It turned out to be forty years ago, I didn't know it.But the rattan bracelet was on my hand. I raised my hand and shook it for a while. The bracelet turned like a windmill. The bracelet was too big and my hand was too thin. When my grandmother saw me moving out all the old things, she often scolded me: You kid, there's nothing you don't want to play with, you're so tiny Although she said so, she was able to see this thing again in broad daylight, and it seemed to give her some memory satisfaction.So she said that I was not very strict, of course I didn't listen to her, and I should take it as usual. So the things in my house that hadn't seen the light of day for a long time were able to see the light of day after I touched them.So the bad ones, the ones that were thrown away, all disappeared from then on. The first winter I can remember passed like this.I don't feel very lonely, but it's better than playing in the back garden.But children are easy to forget, so they go with the flow. Four In the summer of the second year, a lot of leeks were planted in the back garden because my grandmother liked to eat dumplings stuffed with leeks. But when the leeks grew, my grandmother became seriously ill and couldn't eat the leeks, and no one else in the family ate the leeks, so the leeks were left unused in the garden. Because my grandmother was seriously ill, the house was very lively. My eldest aunt and my second aunt came. The second aunt came in her own car.The mule pulling the cart, with its bells on, stopped in front of the window with a clang. A child jumped out of the car first. The child was a little taller than me and was the second aunt's son. His nickname was Xiaolan, and my grandfather asked me to call him Brother Lan. I don't remember anything else, except that I led him to the back garden not long after. Tell him this is a rose tree, this is a foxtail, and this is a cherry tree.Cherry trees don't bear cherries, I told him that too. I don't know if he has seen me before this, but I have not seen him. When I took him to the southeast corner to see the plum tree, he said before he got there: The tree died last year. What he said surprised me.How did he know that the tree was dead?Immediately, a feeling of jealousy came to my heart, I felt that this garden belonged to me and my grandfather, and other people should not even know it. I asked him: So have you ever been to our house? He said he was here. This made me even angrier, why didn't I know he came? I asked him again: When did you come here? He said that the year before last, he also brought me a hairy monkey.He asked me: Did you forget it?You ran away holding that hairy monkey, and you cried when you fell down! No matter how I think about it, I can't remember it.But he finally gave me a hairy monkey, which shows that he is very kind to me, so I am not angry with him anymore. We've been playing together every day since. He is three years older than me, and already eight years old. He said that he had studied in school, and he brought a few books with him. At night, he showed me the books under the kerosene lamp.There are villains, scissors, and houses in the book.Because they were all accompanied by pictures, I seemed to recognize the word when I saw it, so I said: This reads scissors, and this reads house. He said no: This meditation, this meditation room. I took it over and took a closer look, and sure enough it was one word, not two. I read it according to the picture, so I was wrong. I also have a box of squares, with pictures on this side and words on the other side, and I showed it to him as well. Play all day from now on.Whether my grandmother was seriously ill or not, I don't know.But a few days before she died, she put on new clothes all over her body, as if she was going out to be a guest.Said that he was afraid that he would not have time to put on clothes when he died. Because the grandmother was seriously ill, the family was very lively, and many relatives came.I'm busy, I don't know what to do.Some took some white cloth and tore it piece by piece, very loudly, while someone nearby was sewing the white cloth with a needle.Others put a small pot with rice in it, and covered the mouth of the pot with a red cloth.Some built a fire at the gate of the back garden, and fried dough cakes in the iron fire spoon.ask her: What's this? This is dog-fighting. She said that there are eighteen gates in the underworld, and when they pass the dog gate, the dog will come up to bite people, and if they hit people with this cake, the dog will stop biting people after eating the cake. It seems to be talking nonsense and listening to it, but I didn't listen to it. The more people there are at home, the lonelier I will be. When I go into the house and ask about this and that, I don’t understand anything.Grandfather also seemed to have forgotten me.I caught a very big grasshopper from the back garden and showed it to him. He didn't even look at it, so he said: That's great, that's great, let's go play in the back garden! When the new brother Lang didn't accompany me, I played alone in the back garden. five Grandma is dead, and everyone went to the Dragon King Temple to report that the temple has returned.And I was still playing in the back garden. It was raining in the back garden, I wanted to go into the house to get a straw hat, and walked to the sauce jar (my sauce jar was placed in the back garden), and when I saw it, raindrops fell on the jar hat.I think the tank hat should be big, and it must be better than a straw hat to cover the rain. So I turned it down from the tank, and it rolled around for a while when it reached the ground. At this time, it rained heavily.I managed to get into the vat of hats with difficulty.Because the tank hat is too big, almost as tall as me. I walked a few steps against it and felt that the sky was dark.And it is very heavy, very laborious.And I have already walked there, I don't know, I only know that there are pattering raindrops on the top of my head, looking down at my feet, there are only some foxtails and leeks under my feet.I found a place where the leeks were very thick, and I sat down. Once I sat down, the vat of hats clasped me like a small house.This is much better than standing, and the hat doesn't have to be on the top of the head, but the hat is on the leek ground.But it's so dark inside that you can't see anything. At the same time, when I heard any sound, I felt that it was far away.The big tree was humming in the wind and rain, as if the big tree had been moved to someone else's yard. The leeks are planted on the north wall, and I am sitting on the leeks.The base of the north wall is far away from the family house, and the noisy voice in the house seems to come from afar. I listened carefully for a while, but I couldn't hear anything, so I sat in my own hut.This hut is so good that it is not afraid of wind or rain.When I stood up and walked, I walked away with my head on the roof, how brisk it was. In fact, it is very heavy, and it is very difficult to lift it up. Wearing a tank hat, I groped all the way to the back door, and I wanted to show it to my grandpa. The sill at the back of my house is so high that I can't even walk through it, because the tank hat is too big for me to lift my legs.After finally pulling the legs with both hands, after doing it for a long time, it finally passed.Although I entered the house, I still didn't know where my grandfather was, so I yelled, and during the yelling, my father kicked me over, almost kicking me onto the fire in the stove.The cylinder hat is also rolling on the ground. When someone picked me up, I saw that the people in the room were completely wrong, all wearing white clothes. Looking again, grandma didn't sleep on the kang, but on a long board. Grandma has died since then. six After the grandmother died, many relatives continued to come to the family. Some of them took incense and paper, went to the funeral and cried for a while before returning.Some came with big and small bags and stayed there. There was a trumpet blowing in front of the gate, a coffin was set up in the yard, and the crying was going on all day long. Monks and Taoists were invited to come, and the noise continued until midnight, and everyone who came was eating, drinking, talking and laughing. I also thought it was fun, so I was very happy.Plus I didn't have a little companion before, but now I do.Bigger than me, smaller than me, there are four or five.We climbed trees and walls, and almost even went up the roof. They took me to the top of the small door to catch pigeons, and moved the ladder to the top of the eaves to catch house sparrows.Although the back garden is big, it can no longer accommodate me. I followed them to the mouth of the well and looked into the well. I had never seen how deep the well was.Shout out from above, and someone inside answers.Throwing a small stone, the sound is very far-reaching. 他們帶我到糧食房子去，到碾磨房去，有時候竟把我帶到街上，是已經離開家了，不跟著家人在一起，我是從來沒有走過這樣遠。 不料除了後園之外，還有更大的地方，我站在街上，不是看什麼熱鬧，不是看那街上的行人車馬，而是心裏邊想：是不是我將來一個人也可以走得很遠？ 有一天，他們把我帶到南河沿上去了，南河沿離我家本不算遠，也不過半里多地。可是因為我是第一次去，覺得實在很遠。走出汗來了。走過一個黃土坑，又過一個南大營，南大營的門口，有兵把守門。那營房的院子大得在我看來太大了，實在是不應該。我們的院子就夠大的了，怎麼能比我們家的院子更大呢，大得有點不大好看了，我走過了，我還回過頭來看。 路上有一家人家，把花盆擺到牆頭上來了，我覺得這也不大好，若是看不見人家偷去呢！ 還看見了一座小洋房，比我們家的房不知好了多少倍。若問我，那裏好？我也說不出來，就覺得那房子是一色新，不像我家的房子那麼陳舊。 我僅僅走了半里多路，我所看見的可太多了。所以覺得這南河沿實在遠。問他們： 到了沒有？ 他們說： 就到的，就到的。 果然，轉過了大營房的牆角，就看見河水了。 我第一次看見河水，我不能曉得這河水是從什麼地方來的？走了幾年了。 那河太大了，等我走到河邊上，抓了一把沙子拋下去，那河水簡直沒有因此而髒了一點點。河上有船，但是不很多，有的往東去了，有的往西去了。也有的划到河的對岸去的，河的對岸似乎沒有人家，而是一片柳條林。再往遠看，就不能知道那是什麼地方了，因為也沒有人家，也沒有房子，也不見道路，也聽不見一點音響。 我想將來是不是我也可以到那沒有人的地方去看一看。 除了我家的後園，還有街道。除了街道，還有大河。除了大河，還有柳條林。除了柳條林，還有更遠的，什麼也沒有的地方，什麼也看不見的地方，什麼聲音也聽不見的地方。 究竟除了這些，還有什麼，我越想越不知道了。 就不用說這些我未曾見過的。就說一個花盆吧，就說一座院子吧。院子和花盆，我家裏都有。但說那營房的院子就比我家的大，我家的花盆是擺在後園裏的，人家的花盆就擺到牆頭上來了。 可見我不知道的一定還有。 所以祖母死了，我竟聰明了。 seven 祖母死了，我就跟祖父學詩。因為祖父的屋子空著，我就鬧著一定要睡在祖父那屋。 早晨念詩，晚上念詩，半夜醒了也是念詩。念了一陣，念困了再睡去。 祖父教我的有《千家詩》，並沒有課本，全憑口頭傳誦，祖父念一句，我就念一句。 祖父說： 少小離家老大回 我也說： 少小離家老大回 都是些什麼字，什麼意思，我不知道，只覺得念起來那聲音很好聽。所以很高興的跟著喊。我喊的聲音，比祖父的聲音更大。 我一念起詩來，我家的五間房都可以聽見，祖父怕我喊壞了喉嚨，常常警告著我說： 房蓋被你抬走了。 聽了這笑話，我略微笑了一會工夫，過不了多久，就又喊起來了。 夜裏也是照樣的喊，母親嚇唬我，說再喊她要打我。 祖父也說： 沒有你這樣念詩的，你這不叫念詩，你這叫亂叫。 但我覺得這亂叫的習慣不能改，若不讓我叫，我念它幹什麼。每當祖父教我一個新詩，一開頭我若聽了不好聽，我就說： 不學這個。 祖父於是就換一個，換一個不好，我還是不要。 春眠不覺曉，處處聞啼鳥， 夜來風雨聲，花落知多少。 這一首詩，我很喜歡，我一念到第二句，處處聞啼鳥，那處處兩字，我就高興起來了。覺得這首詩，實在是好，真好聽，處處該多好聽。 還有一首我更喜歡的： 重重疊疊上樓台，幾度呼童掃不開。 剛被太陽收拾去，又為明月送將來。 就這幾度呼童掃不開，我根本不知道什麼意思，就念成西瀝忽通掃不開。 越念越覺得好聽，越念越有趣味。 還當客人來了，祖父總是呼我念詩的，我就總喜念這一首。 那客人不知聽懂了與否，只是點頭說好。 eight 就這樣瞎念，到底不是久計。念了幾十首之後，祖父開講了。 少小離家老大回，鄉音無改鬢毛衰。 祖父說： 這是說小的時候離開了家到外邊去，老了回來了。鄉音無改鬢毛衰，這是說家鄉的口音還沒有改變，鬍子可白了。 我問祖父： 為什麼小的時候離家？離家到那裏去？ 祖父說： 好比爺像你那麼大離家，現在老了回來了，誰還認識呢？兒童相見不相識，笑問客從何處來。小孩子見了就招呼著說：你這個白鬍老頭，是從那裏來的？ 我一聽覺得不大好，趕快就問祖父： 我也要離家的嗎？等我鬍子白了回來，爺爺你也不認識我了嗎？ 心裏很恐懼。 祖父一聽就笑了： 等你老了還有爺爺嗎？ 祖父說完了，看我還是不很高興，他又趕快說： 你不離家的，你那裏能夠離家快再念一首詩吧！念春眠不覺曉 我一念起春眠不覺曉來，又是滿口的大叫，得意極了。完全高興，什麼都忘了。 但從此再讀新詩，一定要先講的，沒有講過的也要重講。似乎那大嚷大叫的習慣稍稍好了一點。 兩個黃鸝鳴翠柳，一行白鷺上青天。 這首詩本來我也很喜歡的，黃梨是很好吃的。經祖父這一講，說是兩個鳥，於是不喜歡了。 去年今日此門中，人面桃花相映紅。 人面不知何處去，桃花依舊笑春風。 這首詩祖父講了我也不明白，但是我喜歡這首。因為其中有桃花。桃樹一開了花不就結桃嗎？桃子不是好吃嗎？ 所以每念完這首詩，我就接著問祖父： 今年咱們的櫻桃樹開不開花？ Nine 除了念詩之外，還很喜歡吃。 記得大門洞子東邊那家是養豬的，一個大豬在前邊走，一群小豬跟在後邊。有一天一個小豬掉井了，人們用抬土的筐子把小豬從井釣了上來。釣上來，那小豬早已死了。井口旁邊圍了很多人看熱鬧，祖父和我也在旁邊看熱鬧。 那小豬一被打上來，祖父就說他要那小豬。 祖父把那小豬抱到家裏，用黃泥裹起來，放在灶坑裏燒上了，燒好了給我吃。 我站在炕沿旁邊，那整個的小豬，就擺在我的眼前，祖父把那小豬一撕開，立刻就冒了油，真香，我從來沒有吃過那麼香的東西，從來沒有吃過那麼好吃的東西。 第二次，又有一隻鴨子掉井了，祖父也用黃泥包起來，燒上給我吃了。 在祖父燒的時候，我也幫著忙，幫著祖父攪黃泥，一邊喊著，一邊叫著，好像拉拉隊似的給祖父助興。 鴨子比小豬更好吃，那肉是不怎樣肥的。所以我最喜歡吃鴨子。 我吃，祖父在旁邊看著。祖父不吃。等我吃完了，祖父才吃。他說我的牙齒小，怕我咬不動，先讓我選嫩的吃，我吃剩了的他才吃。 祖父看我每嚥下去一口，他就點一下頭，而且高興的說： 這小東西真饞，或是這小東西吃得真快。 我的手滿是油，隨吃隨在大襟上擦著，祖父看了也並不生氣，只是說： 快沾點鹽吧，快沾點韭菜花吧，空口吃不好，等會要反胃的 說著就捏幾個鹽粒放在我手上拿著的鴨子肉上。我一張嘴又進肚去了。 祖父越稱讚我能吃，我越吃得多。祖父看看不好了，怕我吃多了。讓我停下，我才停下來。我明明白白的是吃不下去了，可是我嘴裏還說著： 一個鴨子還不夠呢！ 自此吃鴨子的印象非常之深，等了好久，鴨子再不掉到井裏，我看井沿有一群鴨子，我拿了秫稈就往井裏邊趕，可是鴨子不進去，圍著井口轉，而呱呱的叫著。我就招呼了在旁邊看熱鬧的小孩子，我說： 幫我趕哪！ 正在吵吵叫叫的時候，祖父奔到了，祖父說： What are you doing? I said: 趕鴨子，鴨子掉井，撈出來好燒吃。 祖父說： 不用趕了，爺爺抓個鴨子給你燒著。 我不聽他的話，我還是追在鴨子的後邊跑著。 祖父上前來把我攔住了，抱在懷裏，一面給我擦著汗一面說： 跟爺爺回家，抓個鴨子燒上。 我想：不掉井的鴨子，抓都抓不住，可怎麼能規規矩矩貼起黃泥來讓燒呢？於是我從祖父的身上往下掙扎著，喊著： 我要掉井的！我要掉井的！ 祖父幾乎抱不住我了。