Chapter 1

As soon as I woke up, I came to another world incredibly. Opening my sleepy eyes, I found myself lying inexplicably on an old alien planet, everything in front of me was extremely terrible stranger.

In sharp contrast to the pale walls of the house, the walls and ceiling of this old house were all covered with scrap newspapers layer by layer. Wow, when did Khrushchev, who had a big nose climb onto the ceiling, staring at me fiercely. Humph, I twisted my nose at him and moved my eyes away from his extremely ugly big round head.

I looked around and soon made a new discovery: a New Year picture was posted on the wall on the east side. A PLA uncle was smiling and cutting a happy fat baby's hair. Looking at the ridiculous posture, I bet that this PLA uncle's craftsmanship is not much better than Uncle Agen's.

There is also a New Year picture on the wall on the west side. Wu Qinghua in the dance drama "Red Detachment of Women" is dressed in rags, raising her sexy fat legs high, and a delicate toe can actually support her entire plump body. It really makes me dare not imagine that she stroked the red flag with her hands excitedly, and she burst into tears.

I turned my eyes to my head and picked it up. The mottled painted windows on my head were single-layered, with annoying dark blue. A piece of rectangular glass next to me shone hazy dark light. At the top of the single-layer wooden window, there was a row of long square small wooden grids, pasted with a thin layer of white paper. Some places had been torn apart by the hateful cold wind, and a few narrow gaps were poured into a cool breeze.

On the ceiling covered with scrap newspapers, a dim little light bulb hanging hanging from the center slowly lowered to both sides. In the place where it joined the square wooden grid, a small bamboo basket was hanging very conspicuously, covered with a clean flower handkerchief.

Milk

A dark yellow little cat with tiger skin covered with stripes lazily got up, walked quietly to my head, and sniffed my head with great alertness. The pointed and slender tentacles almost didn't hit my eyes. I smiled at it friendly and stretched out my little hand gently. The little cat jumped, avoiding my scratch very skillfully. A pair of round big eyes stared at me hostilely

I waved my hand at it, but the little cat ignored it. It closed its eyes slightly into a slit, turned around and left me, sat peacefully at the end of the earthen kang, licking and sucking its furry claws, and then rubbed its cute little face with its claws constantly.

Oh, Lu Lu, you're awake!

Just as I was looking around aimlessly, my aunt sat quietly on the wooden edge of the earthen kang and looked at me warmly. A delicate jade hand caressed my face enthusiastically and combed my hair. Seeing me staring at the little cat in a daze, my aunt said gently: Lu Lu, if a kitten washes his face, there will definitely be guests. Hehe, right? My eldest nephew, come to my grandma's house to visit me. This is a guest I can't afford!

Oh, you woke up?

Hearing my aunt's voice, a tall, strong and slightly hunched old woman with a smile on her face, her kind eyes filled with endless love, and she asked me kindly:

Big grandson, are you hungry?

While greeting her affectionately, the old woman gently scratched my face with her strong, calloused palms, which were slightly thicker than ordinary women. Grandma, I vaguely remember that the old woman in front of me was my grandmother, greedily touched me, and touched me so embarrassingly. Ah, no one has touched me so seriously for a long time, and my body feels warm.

Before I could answer, a boiled egg with still remaining warm had been stuffed into my hands. Let's eat it. Grandma said confidently: It's just cooked, but it's still hot!

Hi, this old turtle calf! I was stunned while holding the warm egg. At the end of the earthen kang, my grandfather's familiar and slightly hoarse voice came: You peel off the egg skin for him, how can he eat it? Old turtle calf!

Grandpa, when I heard my grandpa's voice, I jumped up, held the hot boiled eggs, and pounced on my dear, my beloved grandpa, Grandpa!

Áyo, scratch!

Grandpa opened his dry arms and hugged me. Because he was too excited, his shouting sound went out of tune. At the same time, his thin sick body trembled violently. Áyo, Áyo, Áyo…… Big grandson, I’m so tickled, I still remember Grandpa!… Before he finished speaking, a string of turbid old tears surged out of his dull eyes. Grandpa wiped his face with excitement and sadness

Looking at my grandfather who was crying, I was wondering: Tick! Tick! What do these two words mean? In the past, at my house, I often heard my grandfather say these two words. From my grandfather's tone and tone, I seemed to think that these two words should be an auxiliary tone tone to emphasize something.

Hi, at this moment, I was not in the mood to analyze the exact meaning of these two words. I hugged my grandfather's neck and told my grandfather very aggrievedly: Grandpa, Dad has hit me!

Well, scratch, grandpa immediately stopped sobbing and looked at me with a serious expression. Really? This bastard, when you wait for him to come back, grandpa will definitely clean up and scratch him...

Come, grandson! Grandma peels the egg skin for you. While peeling the egg skin, grandma pointed to a woman next to her who was almost as old as her and said to me: She is your eldest aunt

Well, I stared at the old woman with confusion on my face and muttered in my heart: Why, she is also my aunt, an old woman who looks comparable to grandma?

The old woman seemed to guess what I was thinking. She smiled at me kindly and said slowly: Big nephew, my aunt, like your grandma, I have become an old woman!

Yes, my aunt stroked my shoulder and said: Nephew, from now on, you will call her aunt, me,

My aunt pointed at her and said to me: Just call me, second aunt!

Mom, beside my old aunt, who is about the same age as my grandmother, there is a quiet little girl sitting. Her little tender hand pointed at me in a daze and murmured to her aunt: Mom, who is he?

Oh, my aunt introduced: He is your uncle's son, your cousin

Seeing me staring at the little girl in a daze, the second aunt said to me: Hehe, she is your eldest aunt’s old daughter, your cousin, Xiao Yaozi!

hey-hey

I smiled at my cousin Xiao Haozi, thinking that her name was ridiculous. Xiao Haozi squeezed my big round eyes at me, yo

She, I was shaking my new cousin Xiao Haozi, face to face, and grandma gently pulled my arm. I turned my head and found that under the earthen kang, there was a little girl of about my age, half a head taller than me, and two black braids were combed behind my head. Grandma pointed at her and said to me: Big grandson, she is your aunt!

Huohuohuo, my old lady, are you mistaken? You are so confused, you are hopelessly confused, an old woman who is about the same age as you, you asked me to call her aunt, that's fine, I recognized it, but she was the only one. If I didn't guess, she might be older than my sister, so I also asked me to call her aunt? What's the old lady? Is it my aunt? Hi, it's all messed up.

My eldest nephew, before I could speak, the little girl standing by the earthen kang silently, after listening to my grandmother's introduction, suddenly opened her arms happily and held my hands enthusiastically. At the same time, she opened her mouth and clattered, kissed my right face heavily. Then, she said to me seriously and proudly in the tone of an elder: Lu Lu, call me aunt, call me aunt quickly, come, let me miss you well!

After saying that, she kissed my left face hard again. Suddenly, a stream of fragrance, the unique smell of the little girl, pounced into my nose with a hot breath. I took a deep breath greedily, then wiped the mouth fluid on my face, muttering unfriendly: No

I shook my head desperately and looked at the person in front of me who was not as tall as my sister. The so-called aunt, I suddenly realized that her jaw was a little different, slightly longer than an ordinary little girl. No, no, you are so young, you are not as tall as my sister. Why should I call you an aunt? It's almost the same as calling you a big chin!

Hahaha!

The people in the room suddenly burst into laughter, and they all cast strange eyes at me, chattering: This kid is so naughty! Hehe

He is so clever. He gave his aunt a nickname as soon as he met!

I found that their pronunciation and tone were very special. The last word of each sentence always consciously or unconsciously pulling a sharp long voice, especially when she called her mother, they always called her like this: Mom, Mom, it sounds awkward at first glance

Grandpa smiled and held my little hand, "Grandson, be polite to the elders, how can I give my aunt a nickname?

This bastard, grandma pretended to be angry and taught me a lesson, hehe, how could this bastard speak like this? She is the old daughter of grandma and your grandfather. Of course you have to call her aunt!

Then, then, I leaned in my grandfather's arms and said mischievously: Then, I will call her aunt with big chin!

The little girl who I called her aunt with a big chin was humiliated by me for no reason. Her originally tender and white face turned red and swollen. Her smile disappeared without a trace in an instant. In the place, she was a drop of tears of incomparable grievance. She turned her eyes and glared fiercely. Then she pushed me away, turned around and ran out of the house with tears in her eyes.

Oh, Gudong, the little girl who was crying and hit her head on the old lady with a little feet walking towards the house. The old lady screamed: Oh, what's going on? Kikuko, what's wrong with you!

Look, grandpa shrugged his thin shoulders and said: My aunt is angry, my aunt makes you cry!

I am thirsty, I thirsty, I deliberately pull the topic away, I am thirsty, I thirsty...

oh

When grandma heard this, she immediately stepped on the ridiculous step. Her feet raised high and hurriedly walked out of the house. Soon, she carried a big wooden ladle that made me want to laugh and walked up to me. Give it, this is the water that grandma has newly fed, drink it quickly!

I took the big wooden scoop, looked carefully, and looked at the dark bottom of the scoop. I hesitated and thought it was a bit dirty. However, under the affectionate gaze of my grandmother, I opened my mouth and reluctantly took a small sip.

I purred and swallowed the clear water into my throat, and immediately felt an unbearable bitterness. I clicked my lips and looked at the people who were still pointing at me while continuing to chatter. I suddenly felt that their tone was so similar to the bitter taste of the clear water. Nel

Wow, it turns out that what kind of water you drink all year round will inevitably bring the special smell of this water if you say it.

The fifth sister-in-law, the old lady who was almost knocked to the ground by the little girl just now, gently stroked her sickly and seriously swollen face with her hands and muttered to her grandma: Fifth sister-in-law, look, are I fat again?

It's okay, grandma comforted: It's okay, it's not as serious as yesterday!

Oh, whose child is this? She looks so beautiful!

Hearing grandma's words, the old lady with little feet lowered her hand. When she turned around, she saw me on the earthen kang, she walked staggeringly to the edge of the kang, holding the edge of the kang with her hands, staring at me intently, and her head wearing a round hat was trembling ridiculously: What a beautiful child, with tender skin,

My eldest grandson! Grandma said proudly, her face filled with unpretentious happiness, my eldest grandson, my eldest grandson...

Grandma muttered repeatedly, as if she would never mutter enough. At the end, she finally stopped: Big grandson, she is your Grandma Fan, our tenant!

Grandpa turned his head and looked out the window. Oops, the sun is so high, I should go to get pig grass!

After saying that, grandpa moved his body to the edge of the earthen kang. He had just lowered his head and pulled his cloth shoes, but suddenly he coughed in pain again. The old aunt said: Dad, I feel uncomfortable, don’t go!

It's okay, grandpa insisted: How can you not move without moving? Such a big family...

Grandpa, I opened my hands and shouted: I want to go too, I want to go to fight pig grass too!

Hehe, little bastard, put on your shoes and go!

Big grandson

Grandma dissuaded: You have just taken such a long train, aren’t you tired? Let’s take a break!

Not tired, I'm not tired!

I followed my grandfather and walked out of the house. When I stepped over the threshold close to my knees, a big tree root that came towards me immediately aroused my strong curiosity. I stared blankly with my eyes. The big tree roots were placed beside the dark stove. The beard-like rhizomes were like the tentacles of octopus, stretching around irregularly. The strange and innocent appearance made me smile secretly in my heart.

The upper end of the big tree roots is grinded flat and spread, and is smooth and smooth. There is a large kitchen knife with a shining shining light in the center, and a few half green onions.

Bypassing the huge tree stump and cutting board, and stepping over a high threshold again, he came to the wide yard of grandma's house. Looking back, there was a tall, blue brick and gray tiles placing room. Looking forward, the red sunshine in autumn shone on the fruitful and slightly yellow and withered vegetable leaves. A few branches and leaves were lush. Under the autumn wind, there was a lush willow tree at the entrance of the courtyard. The willow branches fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if they were silently telling something.

Next to the big willow tree, there is an ancient well with a strange big wheel, and there is a reservoir made of rocks drilled from a whole piece of big stones beside the well. There are a few clothes to be washed. A clear stream flows slowly through the front of the courtyard gate. A dozen cute little yellow ducks croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and croak and cro

Walking through the stone bridge, you will see endless sandy and stone roads. There are ancient houses with blue bricks and gray tiles standing by the roadside. Neatly large willow trees are planted on both sides of the road. Tired birds stand on the branches of the willow trees, chirping and chattering, and sometimes sweeping over my head, teasing me mischievously: Hehe, come, come, play, can you come up with such a tall tree? Hehe, can you catch me?

Ouch?

My grandfather and I had just stepped onto the road, and a short woman holding a baby came across from us. My grandfather said to me: Big grandson, that's your third aunt. Now, I'm back to my parents' home to visit me. I'm back, my third wife!

As he said that, grandpa shouted to the short and thin Aunt San: I've just got off the train!

Alas, Aunt San agreed, and when she saw me hiding behind her grandfather, she immediately smiled. Oh, isn’t this Lu Lu?

Say it quickly, Grandpa pushed me gently, shout, Aunt San, Hello!

Hello, Aunt San!

Alas, good boy!

I said goodbye to Aunt San, and I stood by the roadside, looking around, and I saw the boundless golden colors. The corn poles that had just been knocked down were sobbing miserably, and piles of picked corn ears were shining with a golden light.

A thin mist filled the boundless earth, and groups of working people bowed their backs, like clouds, slowly, orderly floating into the distance, gradually disappearing into the mist

I followed my grandfather, stepping on the scattered corn leaves, crossing deep grooves with stubble roots, and at the end of the fog, a high dam miraculously appeared. Grandpa turned around and asked me lovingly: Big grandson, are you tired? Can you walk around? Do you want grandpa to carry you?

Not tired, not tired, grandpa, I am not tired!

Well, grandpa carried a willow basket on his back, pointed at the dam in front of him with his dry fingers, and said: Grandson, I’m here, Liaohe is ahead!

Go!

Grandpa and I finally came to the dam panting. I plucked up the last bit of strength, shouted, and rushed up the steep slope. Grandpa smiled and told me, "Oh, slow down, slow down, be careful not to fall down!"

Ah, come up!

I climbed up the embankment in one breath and danced with excitement. Grandpa took out a small handkerchief and gently wiped my sweaty forehead. He pointed to the surging river water under his feet and said to me with great emotion: Big grandson, this is the Liaohe River!

oh

I took my grandfather's hand and stood silently on the high embankment. The autumn wind blew gently, rolling my hairline enthusiastically, embracing my body casually, and blowing my face carelessly

I sorted out my scattered black hair, lowered my head slightly, and the dense grass under my feet rustled, shook my head and tail at me affectionately: Come on, you are finally here, do you know, your roots are here, on the banks of this quietly flowing Liao River

The cool autumn wind flashed by my side, ruthlessly hitting the slowly flowing Liaohe River water under my feet, slight ripples, accompanied by the sound of willow branches, playing a long and long song-like song. I heard my heart rippling, and I couldn't help but feel sad and crying:

Ah Liaohe, Liaohe, without a gorgeous and beautiful appearance, without a pretentious charm, you are so simple, you are so deep, in the rich autumn colors of oil color, flowing into the desolate distance without regrets, whimpering, sighing like crying and telling the world's vast sea and mulberry fields, joys and sorrows, and the world is cool