Chapter 13 Aunt Lan

one After eating snacks in the morning, my second sister and I stood on the gate piers on the left and right sides of the gate, waiting to see who was red.So many people have been shot these days.In addition to bandits and robbers, there are also revolutionary male and female students.Before the prisoner left Shunzhi Gate, the street was already crowded with people waiting to watch. Four people were shot today, and they were students again.The students and the bandits were equally tied to the gondola, but their expressions were different.If the bandits would be lively, wearing strips of red silk from silk shops along the road, they would have been drunk and shouted:

Eighteen years later, he will be a hero again! It doesn't matter, I lost a bowl-sized scar on my head! Brothers, give us a treat! The spectators followed suit and responded: good! The students are different, they always bow their heads in silence, and the crowd can't get up, they just look at them silently with pitiful eyes.I saw that students were being shot again today, so I thought of my mother's worries these days. She said to my father just the day before yesterday: These days, the wind is not good, you still stay at home first, he always rushes in from outside in the middle of the night, it's scary.

Dad didn't care, he stretched his neck and asked Mom back in Hakka: Should I be surprised? Not to mention that we have a lot of guests, even we have a lot of children and servants in our own family, so it's not good, right? Dad still said nonchalantly: What do you women know? Standing on the door pier, I watched the carloads of people who were about to be shot. They were all college students with their hands behind their backs and didn't speak. For some reason, I remembered the Uncle Dexian that my parents were talking about. Uncle De Xian is a fellow of ours. He is studying at Peking University and lives in an apartment near the beach. He met Dad last year at a fellow village meeting.Dad likes him very much, as his own brother.He can drink, loves to talk, and gets along very well with his father. As long as the two of them have a plate of peanuts, a plate of lamb head meat, and four taels of burning knives, they can talk until midnight.My mother often scolded this guest in Hokkien dialect behind his back: long buttocks!

One night half a year ago, he ran to our house in a panic and talked with his father in Hakka.It's always for a terrible thing, Dad kept him at home.Since then he has been haunting our house, but Dad said he was a great young man. I am the eldest sister, counting down from me, there are three younger sisters, one younger brother, except for the fourth younger sister who can't speak, I dare say that none of us like Uncle Dexian because he ignores us, this is the first a reason.Also, his face is too long and he wears big black-rimmed glasses, which we don't like.What's more, when he came, Mom would be unlucky, Dad asked Mom to add more food, and said Mom couldn't cook Hakka dishes well, and Yong Tau Foo tasted bland!The boiled chicken is not tender enough!One day, my mother happily cooked a dish of her own hometown, and my father said to Uncle Dexian after eating it that it was delicious, "the Hoklo people know how to cook five willow fish!"

Based on these, I also want to stand on my mother's side.Every time Uncle Dexian came, we treated him coldly, pretending to look down on him on purpose, but in fact he didn't pay attention. Even so, when I saw those who were on business trips, I felt uneasy, as if these students who were going to be shot had nothing to do with Uncle Dexian. mom!Why hasn't Uncle Dexian come these days? Who knows where he died!Mom answered very easily.After a pause, she asked me again in a strange way: Why did you ask him?Wouldn't it be better not to come? Just ask.After I finished speaking, I ran away, and I still ran back to the street outside the door. The scene on the street just now disappeared, and the street returned to the way it looks every morning.The cake seller was briskly pushing his wheelbarrow. On it was a piece of leftover cake that was already cold, stuck alone on a bamboo stick.My two front teeth just fell out, and the seller asked me if I could buy the leftover cake. I shook my head, and he joked:

By the way, miss, you don't pay for eating cakes, and your front teeth have been taken out! I glared at him with my mouth shut. At dusk, Hufang Bridge Street looks different.A new foreign goods store has opened across the street, and the entrance is full of adults and children enjoying the cool after dinner, sitting around a chatterbox with a loudspeaker installed.What was playing was "EMI Company Specially Invites Boss Tan Xinpei to Sing Hongyangdong". The record made a rustling sound, indicating that the needle should be changed.Second sister said: Eldest sister, let's go over and wait to hear the foreigner laugh.As soon as the two of us ran hand in hand, I saw a group of bald people coming from the other side of the street. They were wearing moon-white bamboo jackets and black cloth shoes. Go upstairs to the night show.I said to my second sister:

Look, what's coming?Let's come back and count the bad eyes! My second sister and I went back to the gate of our own house, each riding on a door pier, waiting quietly, the team came, the leader was tall and tall, and the back was lined up from small to large.The adults on the street began to laugh, and in the accompaniment of hahaha, every time I saw a child with red eyes passing by in the line, I shouted: Rotten eyes! The second sister said: One! I'll say it again: rotten eyes! The second sister said: Two! Bad eyes, three!Bad eyes, four!Eleven today.Those children in Fu Liancheng who are studying opera are not much older than us. We shouted bad eyes, but they didn't even dare to tilt their heads, and they walked forward silently. , Those who flirt and flirt are all like fools.

We were counting happily, when suddenly a person approached me, hey, and I was startled, it turned out to be the younger brother of the Shi family, and he was also wearing a moon white bamboo cloth coat.He was amazing and asked me: Yingzi, are your parents at home? I nod. He walked towards the door, and we followed in, asking him what was the matter, but he ignored us, I must know that he had something important to do with his parents.As soon as they entered the bedroom door, their parents were talking about something, and when they saw the little brother coming in, they seemed to be taken aback for a moment.The little brother stepped forward and bowed, and then said like an endorsement:

My dad asked me to tell Aunt Lin, Aunt Lin, that if my Aunt Lan comes, don’t keep her, because my dad kicked her out. At this time, Mom walked to the door of the bathroom, and I heard the sound of water splashing inside.Dad nodded and said: Okay, okay, go back and tell your dad, don't worry. The little brother bowed deeply again and left, still so serious, he didn't even look at us.After the little brother left, father Susu's was drinking incense tea, and mother was lighting mosquito coils, neither of them spoke.The bathroom door opened, ah!Amid the steaming heat, it was Aunt Lan from the Shi family who walked out!When did she come?She was wearing a trousers and jacket of foreign linen gauze, and when she came out, she flattened her skirt, pushed her hair back, and said with a smile:

Wash away all the bad luck in their Shi family!So happy! Mom said: Brother just came, you know that? Why don't you know!Aunt Lan raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer: What did you say?His dad kicked me out?No wonder!I want to leave, but the eldest young mistress just said that it's for her to save face!Now it's him chasing me again!Tut tut tut!Her mouth curled up, and then she said: He can control whether others keep me or not?Can you stop it?Come on, Xiuzi, follow me to the front yard and ask your mother Song to cook a bowl of noodles for me.After saying that, she took the second sister's hand and walked out.Dad looked at Aunt Lan with a smile all the time, stretched his neck, and tapped his feet.

There was no smile on Mom's face at all. Aunt Lan went out, and she stood in front of the table and said to Dad's back: Big brother Shi even specially sent his little brother to talk, what should we do? Should I be surprised?Dad's head was straight. What are you afraid of?You always get troublemakers!It's so easy that De Xian, who has been elusive these days, didn't come, and you left the concubine who was going to court, what should Brother Shi say when he finds out? You are usually good with her, do you have the nerve to reject her?And my brother was a step late, she came in first! At this time, Aunt Lan came in, and my parents stopped arguing, and my mother called me angrily: Yingzi, go to the pharmacy across the street and buy me a pack of cardamom. The money is in the drawer. Mrs. Lin, what's wrong with you, your stomach hurts again?Mr. Lin, you must be angry again, right?Aunt Lan smiled after she finished speaking. I took three big ones from the drawer, thinking to myself: cardamom is cool to chew, which is very interesting.How nice it is for Aunt Lan to live at home!She can often take me to Chengnan Amusement Park, Xue Yanqin's "Mei Yu Pei" in the big theater, Zhang Xiaoying's "Saw Bowl Ding" in the civilized theater, and a woman with braids singing the drum in the Dagu Bookstore. I want to eat Xiao Youtian's winter vegetable buns.As I ran out, I thought happily, and my eyes were full of the joyous scene with the drums and drums.