Zhang Hongmei has been lying on the kang for a day, her stomach is growling, her lips are dry and peeling, and her mouth is dry, but she is struggling, does she really want to live for this little girl? Although the two have the same name, can I really live alone in 1958? Although I came from the countryside and did farm work, I have been pampered and pampered for 30 years. Days really want to die again.
This little girl's family has five acres of land, including 3 acres of mountainous land. When the child was young, the uncle in the village planted the land for her before helping her. That's how Xiao Hongmei was very grateful, but this is a mountainous area. What can be grown is corn (corn), millet, soybeans, sorghum, and sweet potatoes. There is very little wheat planted, mainly because the harvest is too bad, and there is no more rice. If I don't have space, I will feel uncomfortable eating.
It is now the spring of 1958, just after the first month of the lunar year, the ground is still freezing, and the temperature can still reach minus 10 degrees, and every household is still in cat winter, because Xiao Hongmei¡¯s home is at the foot of the mountain, far away from the nearest neighbor There are also two miles, the child is shy and not talkative, and has no friends, so he is very withdrawn. Only the aunts and aunts in the village know that Xiao Hongmei's parents have sacrificed, and the child cannot afford to be ill after being hit. , come to see Xiao Hongmei from time to time, but the child does not eat, drink or say a word, lying on the kang upright, they don't know that Xiao Hongmei is dead, and now the core is replaced by 40-year-old Zhang Hongmei up.
Just like this, Zhang Hongmei fell asleep dizzily again, but she still couldn't sleep well. She kept replaying the past that Xiao Hongmei had experienced in the short ten years. Zhang Hongmei saw Xiao Hongmei in her dream. Mei's loneliness, missing her parents' pain, living by herself at the foot of the mountain, trembling when she heard wolves howling, staggering in the field under the scorching sun, doing farm work profusely, her parents came back in a hurry to see her little girl With a reluctant expression, Zhang Hongmei really feels distressed. How can the life of a prince and princess at this age be as difficult as that of Xiao Hongmei?
Suddenly the little body turned around: "Sister, I'm too tired, I'll give you my body, you live well for me, I'm going to find my parents." After speaking, she disappeared in a blink of an eye, Zhang Hongmei was anxious He wanted to keep the little girl, but before she opened her mouth, the little girl disappeared, and she put down her hands in despair. Isn't this forced to win the lottery?
As soon as the screen changed, Zhang Hongmei returned to her hometown in the 21st century, looking at her mother holding her photo. Her black hair was half white now, and her face was well-maintained. Wrinkles covered her face. Mei, you must be reincarnated now, you must live well this time, even if you let your mother reduce your life, I want to exchange for your peace and joy in the next life, Hongmei, you must get married and have children early in the future. I'm too strict with you." The old lady burst into tears when she said this: "Hongmei, you must live well, don't miss your father and me, we have your brother, mother misses you!"
Zhang Hongmei desperately wanted to get close to her mother to comfort her, but there was an invisible wall that she couldn't get through. At this time, my father also entered the room and saw the picture of my mother crying with her daughter in her arms. He couldn't help but shed tears. He said that when a man tears, he doesn't flick it easily, but that is not yet sad: "Old woman, put it down, let our daughter cry." Go with peace of mind, if the child sees you like this, he probably won't be safe in his next life."
After hearing what my father said, my mother slowly stopped crying: "Hongmei, go at ease, mother will live a good life, your father and us will live a long life, don't worry about it." After speaking, hang the photo on the wall , touched the photo with nostalgia, and reluctantly glanced at it, followed Dad and turned around and went out.
Zhang Hongmei sat curled up on the ground holding her legs and crying. In reality, she also woke up, and the cold touch on her cheeks knew that she also cried in her sleep, "Mom and Dad, don't worry, I will definitely live well."
After finishing speaking, I sat up slowly, hugged the quilt and took out a glass of spiritual spring water from the space to drink slowly, making up my mind that it was just farm work? Isn't it hard work? I am so old, how can I not be as good as a 10-year-old girl?
After drinking the Lingquan water, the burning feeling in my stomach disappeared, and I finally faced up to my current situation. I couldn't stop cheering myself up, "Come on Zhang Hongmei, you can do it, you can do it. Come on, come on!" After speaking, I felt a burst of relief. Once it comes, it will be safe, and there will be no unbearable suffering.
I don't know what time it is now, the room is dark, I am speechless when I think of picking up the cotton coat and trousers here, let alone the torn ones, but they are too dirty, the inner clothes are also so dirty that they can't see the color . Just let it go, it's definitely not night now, wait until night to go to the space to take a good bath.
Zhang Hongmei put on her clothes, but couldn't find any socks. Slowly moving down the kang with bare feet and seeing the holes in the cotton shoes on the ground, I feel weak again. He pulled on his cotton shoes and walked slowly towards the door. The simple kitchen was also dark when he opened the curtain. wooden pot?It is covered with a large eight-yuan iron pot, and outside the parent¡¯s bedroom opposite is also a large eight-yuan cauldron. The earthen stoves on both sides have bellows, and there are simple dish racks dug into the wall, which are covered with colorless cloth curtains. Now I am not in the mood to check it. I went to the water tank and lifted the lid to see that it was still full. I know that this is the village head¡¯s aunt who filled it up for me yesterday. Don¡¯t underestimate the water in this tank, which can only be obtained by digging holes in the ice, and the house is at least 2 miles away from the reservoir. I remember my love. Pushing open the door, there was a blinding white light, Zhang Hongmei squinted her eyes, feeling dizzy, she got used to it for a while before raising her head to look at the sun, probably around two o'clock in the afternoon.
Going out of the door and standing in the yard, there is only a path leading to the gate, with thick snow on both sides, the yard is quite big, the same as the yard in my hometown, the size of an acre of land. Because it was covered with heavy snow, it looked very empty. There are five rooms in a row, the storeroom on the left, the cellar below, the parents¡¯ bedroom behind, the kitchen in the middle, my own bedroom on the right, and the firewood room on the far right.
Slowly walked into the firewood room, took out a large bag of corn stalks, returned to the kitchen to light the fire, and lay down on the shady kang all day, I didn't want to suffer at night. Seeing the flint on the bellows, I was silent for a moment, and took out the lighter from the space, reminding myself that I must remember to put it away after lighting the fire. There is no such thing now, and I must pay attention to the supplies I take out in the future. I will not be able to explain the source. . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com