There is a saying in our hometown called "picking up ashes".How did this come about, it is said that in the past, in the furnace where incense was burned in the temple, tin foil was often burned, and after a long time, the tin in the ashes formed a large piece, which could be picked up and sold for money.After someone knows, they will pick up the ash and steal the tin, because "tin" and "daughter-in-law" have the same sound, and "picking up the ash" is extended to the hidden words of the husband stealing the daughter-in-law.No one wants to be said to be "picking up ashes", but when my father and mother got married, our family was labeled as "picking up ashes".It is said that at that time, my father and mother were worshipping in the high hall, and some people coaxed, saying that it was a pity that such a beautiful daughter-in-law did not pick up the ashes, who knew that my grandfather drank too much, and when he heard this, he really kissed my mother on the face.When my grandfather was young, he often drilled firewood and stacks with his mothers, and he was originally a famous old hooligan in Shili Eight Village, this disrespectful move blew up in our village, and took my mother to marry his son, and everyone talked about it, saying that our family fat and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, and I don't know if this boy is called dad or brother with my father.The rumors in the village made my father unable to raise his head, and one night he went out and never came back.The people in the village secretly pointed fingers at my mother, saying that my father may have been killed by my grandfather and my mother, two dogs and men, for that little shit, and my mother was unbearable, but my grandfather didn't take these rumors to heart at all.Until one day the village people broke into the door in a hurry and asked my grandfather to go out and see the roof of his house.When my grandfather went out to take a look, he sat on the ground with a cold sweat.It turned out that my mother was wearing the red dress she wore when she got married, and hanged herself on the eaves, and what was even more strange was that although the wind blew her left and right, her two protruding eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes were staring at our inner house.The people in the village talked a lot, saying that they wore red eaves, their grievances did not disperse, and they had to pay back their lives, which meant that they would not let go of our family even if they died.My grandfather muttered that he had done evil, and an old man persuaded him, saying that your daughter-in-law died violently, and she had to put an umbrella on her head and face and burn it quickly—those who died easily became troubled when they saw the sun.But at this time, a black wind blew, and my mother's big belly moved.At this time, many people thought that they were going to cheat the corpse, and they were so frightened that they screamed, but fortunately, the flower girl in the village who specializes in treating people and jumping gods is also watching the excitement, saying that this is called the black dragon sending the child, and the boy in the belly is still alive!
I was indeed a boy, but everybody knew that it was unlucky for the dead to give birth, and even more so that when I was born, I didn't cry, but I giggled at my grandfather, and the laughter was like a night owl, and it was creepy to hear—and I had a cinnabar mole on my face, impartially, in the same place where my grandfather kissed my mother's face.Hua Niang hesitated and said, I'm afraid that this child is the demolition of the building that my mother left to avenge herself, and the old Li family is in trouble.Demolishing the building is the meaning of the debt collector.My grandfather's reputation is not good, and now it stinks even more on the street, and they all say that he has been punished for picking up ashes.But he didn't take it to heart, and hugged me to "borrow milk" from my daughter-in-law who had children in the village, but they all thought I was unlucky, and they were afraid that I would bring bad luck to their own children, so they refused to recruit me to the house.Seeing that I was dying of hunger, Hua Niang sighed and took me home to nurse - she also happened to give birth to a girl, half a year older than me.I survived like this, of course, I was not less blinded, and the children in the village were also instigated by adults, saying that I was a mourner and must not touch me.So none of the children in the village played with me, and when they saw me from afar, they threw stones or cannonballs at me, saying that this is called "going to bad luck", and made up a song, and sang when they saw me: "Li Maochang, pick up the ashes, don't open your eyes, don't raise your head, your mother hangs you, you are fast, tell your grandfather to carry the coffin!"
”I was frightened by the artillery battle and cried, my grandfather usually didn't care much about me, and said that the manly husband was bullied by others, and if he was to complain, he would have to be beaten again.At this time, it is still the daughter of the flower girl who comes out to protect me in front, she is not at all different from other gray-faced little girls in the village, she has been very good-looking since she was a child, the little boy in the village blushed when he saw her, and when he saw her come out, no one was embarrassed to come to erect the seedlings again, only persuaded her to stay away from me, beware of bad luck.She said simply, she doesn't care, I am her younger brother who grew up with her, and bullying me is bullying her.Those bear children were reluctant to bully her, so they had to be birds and beasts, so she carefully wiped my face clean, and said very seriously, what is the manly husband afraid of, sister protects you.I tried my best to pump my snot back and said, Sister Begonia, when I grow up, I will protect you, and I will protect you for the rest of my life.As soon as her face was red, she lowered her head and smiled, her smile was very good-looking, better than the peach blossoms that bloomed in March, I would also look at the fever on my face, and at the same time a little proud, what if they bullied me, I have Sister Begonia is enough.It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, one night it rained, and at dawn I looked for Sister Begonia to go up the mountain to pull mushrooms, but the door of the flower girl's house was full of messy footprints, and there was no one at home, I saw a string of small footprints, like Sister Begonia's.But that footprint was not a good way out, but seemed to be left by being pulled out and constantly struggling.I asked my grandfather what happened to their family, where did Sister Begonia go?
My grandfather didn't tell me, so he pulled me back with a gloomy face, and told me to be less nosy, and not to come to the flower girl's house in the future, and Begonia will not come back.I was very puzzled, and I didn't believe what my grandfather said, Sister Begonia promised to let me protect it for a lifetime, why didn't she come back?
But Sister Begonia really never came back, I asked the flower girl about Sister Begonia, she waved her hand, turned her back and didn't let me ask, her face was very ugly, and her body was still shaking, as if she was afraid.I don't understand, but I made an appointment with Sister Begonia, and if she is a man, she must talk and count, and she has to wait for her - I still have to protect her.After a few more years, I grew up and was able to help my grandfather with farm work, and my family's melon field was very fat, but the location was not good - on the edge of the Yin River.The people in the village did not dare to approach the Yin River, saying that there were evil things in it, and even the bear children who stepped on the ice on the river talked about the tiger color change, and they were usually very secluded.My grandfather has no taboos, and he is not afraid of anything, so he will bring water from the Yin River to water the melon field, which is convenient, but he just told me that it is okay to use water, but people must not go down, because since ancient times, none of them who fell into the Yin River can be brought ashore well.I don't believe in this anymore.On this day, I was inserting the water pipe into the Yin River, and suddenly I was pushed from behind, and I stumbled down, and I only reacted after drinking a large sip of water.Someone by the river grinned and said Pick up the ashes, did you go down to the river to visit your mother?
Some people also said, no, he's a hanged ghost, and there are drowned ghosts in the Yin River.I can hear it when I listen to the voice, it is the bear children who beat the little old man and bullied me, and now they have grown into gangsters.I got on fire, and I was about to go ashore to talk to them, but a few big feet stepped on my head through the water, not letting me float up, and asked me with a smile, usually call the old man grandpa or dad?
Don't say it, don't let it out.I clenched my fists, but my two fists were invincible to my four hands, and I couldn't go up at all, and the cold river water poured up, and my eyes were red and my nose was hot, and I couldn't breathe when I saw it.There are timid people who ask if they will cause deaths?
The leader also pretended to be afraid of something, if I can really reunite with my mother, it will be regarded as a good deed, and the good deed will be done to the end, and then I will be given a c-mile c-mile send-off.But he didn't dare to really make a fuss, so he moved his foot away, and said with a wicked smile, They all said that children who pick up ashes love to drink urine, so let's do a good deed and have a treat.As they spoke, they all unbuttoned their pants happily and peed on the Yin River.Who can stand this kind of humiliation, I had to swim down to the depths of the Yin River to dodge, but the water rushed in from the nose and mouth, and I also had a burst of flowers in front of my eyes, and my heart said that it was bad, this is not a good sign, my grandfather said, underwater belly, people do not float, this is going to die.I seem to be sinking, but the instinct to survive makes me continue to struggle, I can't die yet, Sister Begonia hasn't come back yet!
At this moment, I suddenly felt something kicked under my feet, like a box or something, and then, I kicked the thing open, and it looked like something was coming out of it.Almost at the same time, I suddenly heard a few screams from the shore, and I wondered a little what they were calling, and when I mislooked, I saw a slender and white figure in front of me.Like a woman?
But I couldn't lift my eyelids anymore, and I couldn't see what it was, I just felt that someone was holding me.At the same time, I smelled a fishy smell, which was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had smelled it.When I opened my eyes again, I saw the stars in the sky, and then I realized that I was in my own melon shed - in order to prevent someone from stealing melons, every melon field has melon sheds to live in and guard melons.Why did I get back here?
Moreover, what is my head resting on, why is it so soft?
As soon as I turned my head, I was stunned, and I was lying in the arms of a big girl.She has a melon seed face, and her long hair is pouring down on her white shoulders, which is so good-looking that I was stunned.Her figure is also exquisite, the drum of the drum, the thin of the thin, my head, just on her full chest, because it is close, the skin is close to each other, a faint fragrance emanates from her slippery body, I can't help it, I swallow a little saliva.She was startled by me, and then she opened her eyes, and those eyes, reflecting my face, were better than the brightest stars.Lonely men and widows drill melon sheds, it's really a bit unpleasant to say, I didn't hold back, and my ears burned: "You......
You are?
”"Maochang, you don't know me anymore?"
She suddenly smiled, this smile was the same as the peach blossom in March: "I am your sister Begonia." ”