I kept looking at my grandmother's kind face, and I didn't open it for a long time to pick up the dishes on the chopsticks that my grandmother was holding.
"Ahh This time I reacted and opened my mouth obediently, but there were still tears streaming down my face.
My grandmother slowly put the vegetables in my mouth, took another bite of rice from the bowl, and put it in the bowl waiting for me to chew and swallow the vegetables.
When I was a child, I liked to eat for 20 minutes.
Grandma was not allowed to eat and talk, but because I had rice, I finally broke this rule that I was not allowed to talk during dinner.
Always chasing behind me, always saying to me, you swallow, you swallow Grandma is from Shandong, with a strong Shandong accent, this is the country accent is difficult to change, even if Grandma has lived in the Northeast for almost a lifetime today, the Shandong accent is still relatively strong.
Later, some people said that when Grandma Niang spoke quickly, the Shandong accent was too strong and they couldn't understand it, so Grandma Niang began to slowly learn Mandarin, in fact, it was Mandarin mixed with Northeast accents.
However, when I was at home, my grandmother still spoke Shandong dialect to me, and I had some Shandong flavor when I opened my mouth until I was six years old.
Grandma's hometown is close to the sea, and many people say that people by the sea have a smell of oysters when they speak.
But I think it's the best accent I've ever heard, the most gracious.
Even in the past few years when I went out to study, if I met a classmate at school with a similar accent to my grandmother's accent, I would stop and observe them for a while.
Sometimes I show people Mao, I don't know why I keep staring at them, I guess I wonder in my heart, whether this person is sick Anyway, I don't talk much, and I've always lowered my sense of existence in school.
Because many students from other departments are reluctant to come into contact with our students who study forensics, let alone shake hands with us, and do not want to eat with us.
It's like we study forensic medicine as a plague god, we touch the corpse every day, and we don't know how many bacteria there are on the corpse.
Therefore, I basically don't take the initiative to talk to other classmates in school, so I can talk a little more with my roommates in the same dormitory.
In the canteen and playground, when I met someone with a similar accent to my grandmother, I followed them silently, first of all, I had to follow them along the way, so that people wouldn't find out that I was eavesdropping on their voices.
If someone else is parked, I will stand not far away and listen with my ears pricked up for a while, just to find that familiar sound.
It was okay just now, and people didn't notice me, but after a few times, I was discovered by others, and a few people privately discussed whether I had a problem with my brain.
At first, I didn't know that they were talking about me in private, but when I found out, I first smiled bitterly for a while.
Later, I began to ridicule myself.,It's not wrong what people say.,I've been following behind other people's butts.,If I change it, I'll also think that the one who followed is not mentally problematic.,Or if there's any other intention.
After thinking about it for a while, I was relieved, and my mouth grew on other people's faces, and I could still block people's mouths from letting people say it aa2705221: