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After eating snacks in the morning, my second sister and I stood on the steps on the left and right sides of the gate, waiting to see the "red gap" where many people were shot these days. In addition to bandits, there are revolutionary male and female students. The prisoner hasn't left Shunzhi gate yet, and the streets are full of people waiting to watch the excitement.
Four people were shot today, and one student. Students and bandits must also drive cars, but their expressions are different. If the robbers are busy, they will be covered with red silk and satin in silk shops along the road. They were drunk and shouted, "They will be heroes again in twenty years!" " "
"It doesn't matter, I lost a bowl of big scars on my head!"
"Guys, give us a good boy!"
Onlookers should say, "Good!"
But the students are different. They always bow their heads and say nothing, and the masses can't get up. They just looked at them silently with pity. Today, when I saw another student being shot, I remembered my mother's sadness these days. She said to her father the day before yesterday, "The wind is not good these days, so you still have to stay at home. He always comes back from outside in a panic at midnight. Very scary. "
Dad doesn't care. He craned his neck and asked his mother in Hakka, "Should I be surprised?"
"Don't say that we have many guests coming and going, even if there are many children and servants at home, it's not good, is it?"
Dad still casually said, "What do you women know?"
I stood on the threshold, watching car after car of people who were about to be shot, all college students, hands behind their backs. Somehow, I remembered what my parents were saying.
Uncle Dexian is a fellow villager. He studies in Peking University and lives in an apartment near the beach. He met his father at a hometown meeting last year. Dad likes him like his brother. He can drink, love to talk and get along with his father. As long as they have a plate of peanuts, a plate of mutton head and a knife, they can talk in the middle of the night. My mother often scolds this guest who can't get up as soon as she sits down behind her back in Minnan dialect: "long ass!" " "
One night half a year ago, he came to our house in a panic and talked to his father in Hakka. It's always about a terrible thing. Dad left him at home. Since then, he has been hanging around our house, but my father says he is an amazing new youth.
I am the eldest sister. From me, I have three younger sisters and one younger brother. She can't speak except for Fourth Sister. I dare say that some of us don't like Uncle Dexian because he ignores us. This is the first reason. There is also a face that is too long and wears big black-rimmed glasses, which we don't like. What's more, when he comes, mom will be unlucky, and dad wants mom to add food. He also said that mom can't cook Hakka dishes well, and tofu tastes weak! Boiled chicken is not tender enough! One day, my mother happily cooked a dish from her hometown, but my father said to Uncle Dexian, "They rich people only know how to cook mullet!" " "
With these, we should also stand on mom's side. Every time Uncle Dexian comes, we treat him coldly and deliberately look down on him, but he doesn't care.
Even so, after watching Red Difference, I still feel uneasy, as if these students who are going to be shot have anything to do with Uncle Dexian. Before I finished, I ran home and asked my mother:
"mom! Why didn't Uncle Dexian come these days? "
"Who knows where he died!" Mom answered easily. After a pause, she asked me strangely, "why do you ask him?" Wouldn't it be better not to come? "
"Just ask." After that, I ran. I ran back to the street outside the door. The scene on the street just disappeared, and every morning the street is restored to its original appearance. The cake seller is pushing his cart around briskly, and there is a cold cake on it, stuck to a bamboo stick alone. When I was eight years old, two of my front teeth fell out. The cake seller asked me if I wanted to buy the leftover cake. I shook my head. He joked, "by the way, miss, if you don't pay for the cake, your front teeth will be taken away!" "
I stared at him with my mouth closed.
At dusk, Hufangqiao Street is different. A new foreign goods store has opened across the street. The door is full of adults and children enjoying the cool after dinner, surrounded by a big horn chatterbox. EMI invited its boss Tan Xinpei to sing "Hongyang Cave", and the record rustled. It's time to change the needle. The second sister said, "Sister, let's wait and listen to Laughter of Foreign Adults. "As soon as the two of us ran hand in hand, I saw a group of bald men coming across the street to the road. They are wearing white bamboo and black cloth shoes and going to the evening show in Guanghe Building. 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 our homes, rode a pier and waited quietly. The team came, with a tall leader in front and a row behind. Across the street, "Laughter of Foreign Adults" began. In the accompaniment of "Ha ha ha", every time I saw a child with red and rotten eyes in the queue, I shouted: "Broken eyes!"
The second sister said, "One!"
I repeat, "rotten eyes!"
The second sister said, "Two!"
Bad eyes, three! Bad eyes, four! ..... Today * * * eleven. Fu Liancheng's children, who study drama, are not much older than us. We shouted at the edge of the rotten eye, and they didn't even dare to tilt their heads. They walked silently, with long sleeves, and they all walked like fools.
We were so happy that suddenly a man came up to me, and with a "hey", I was startled. It turned out to be Shi's younger brother, also wearing a white bamboo gown. He asked me wonderfully, "Eiko, are your parents at home?"
I nodded.
He walked towards the door, we followed him in and asked him what he wanted, but he ignored us. I must know that he has something important to ask his parents. As soon as I entered the bedroom door, my parents were talking about something. When they saw the little brother come in, they seemed to be stunned. Little brother came forward to bow, and then said like an endorsement:
"My dad asked me to come over and tell Aunt Lin that if Aunt Lan comes, don't keep her because my dad kicked her out."
Just then, my mother walked to the door of the shower room, and I heard the sound of water rushing in the bathroom. Dad nodded and said, "OK, OK, just go back and tell your dad."
My little brother made another long bow, still so serious that he didn't look at us. After my little brother left, my father was drinking scented tea and my mother was lighting mosquito-repellent incense, but neither of them spoke. The bathroom door is open, ah! Steaming, it's Aunt Lan! When did she come? She came out wearing a pair of foreign linen trousers and a flat skirt, pulled her hair back and said with a smile, "Wash away all the bad luck they brought to their family!" " So happy! "
Mother said, "Little brother just came, do you know?"
"I don't know!" Aunt Lan raised her eyebrows and sneered, "What did you say? His father kicked me out? That's weird! I'm leaving, the boss housewife said, look at her face! Now he's kicking me out again! Tut tut! " Her mouth curled straight, and then she said, "What does he care if others support me?" Can you stop it? Come on, Xiuzi, come with me to the front yard and ask your Ma Song to cook me a bowl of noodles. "She took the second sister's hand and went out. Dad has been smiling at Aunt Lan, craning his neck and his feet are still jumping.
There is no smile on mom's face. Aunt Lan went out. She stood at the table and said to her father's back, "Brother Shi specially sent his little brother to talk. What should I do? "
"Surprised?" Dad's head is straight.
"Afraid of what? You always invite some troublemakers! It's easy to be unpredictable. Dexian didn't come these days. You left someone else's aunt behind. What else can you say when you know it? "
"You are also very good with her at ordinary times. How dare you refuse her? Moreover, my brother came a step late, and she went in first! "
Aunt Lan came in at this moment, and my parents stopped quarreling. My mother called me angrily, "Eiko, you go to the drugstore across the hall to buy me a package of cardamom." The money is in the drawer. "
"Mrs. Lin, what's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache again? Mr. Lin, you must be angry again? " Aunt Lan finished with a smile.
I took out three large pieces from the drawer and thought: Cardamom tastes cool, delicious and interesting. How nice it is for Aunt Lan to stay at home! She can often take me to the amusement park in the south of the city. In the theater, Xue Yanqin's Mei Yupei, the civilized theater, Zhang Xiaoying's See-saw Bowl, and the drum book store, women with braids sing drums and have to eat steamed buns. I thought as I ran, and all I saw was the joyful scene of gongs and drums.