Water willow under the ridge of the field

There is a willow-like plant in a small corner under the ridge in front of my house. I remember the late second grandfather once said that this kind of grass is called Salix, which can also be used as medicine and has the effect of clearing away heat and toxic materials.

In my impression, this cluster of willows has been under the roof of my house for several years. I still remember that my mother's pigs got angry and refused to eat, so my second grandfather picked some willows from a mountain stream to feed the pigs. Unexpectedly, it really worked. Later, the second grandpa simply dug a few water willows in the mountains and asked his mother to plant them under the ridge by the water for a rainy day. Since then, this water willow has settled here.

Although this is only a few weeds, I pay more attention to it because I have worked hard to grow it myself and because it has medicinal functions. I always go to the ridge when I am free. I still remember one time, it was a day of winter vacation. I stood on the ridge of the field, naturally looking for the figure of water willow, but I found nothing everywhere. I thought it couldn't stand the cold and froze to death, and I was inevitably disappointed. I didn't expect spring to bloom, but I saw the bright green branches of willow trees again. It turned out that it didn't freeze to death, but hibernated for a while to avoid the cold.

In this way, year after year. Unconsciously, this willow tree has grown into such a lush cluster. It always grows in spring, withers in winter, and so on. But my second grandfather, who once found it from Shan Ye and brought it back, has been buried in the Shan Ye where willows grow.

Grandpa two is my grandfather's own brother. As long as I can remember, my second grandfather has lived alone. He is a stubborn and eccentric old man. He doesn't like to disturb others for anything. In my impression, he always wears a blue cloth jacket and gray-black trousers, and his bronze face is covered with wrinkles of different shades. At first glance, he looks like a man who has experienced many vicissitudes. One hand is black and thin, and the gap between the index finger and middle finger of the left hand is darker and more shiny, which is left by smoking all the year round. Sir Zhong also drinks some wine, but he always pays attention to it and never overdoes it. Speaking of grandpa two, I always think of cows, because he had a cow before his death, one for company, and the other for business and support. I still remember when I was a child, there were many people in my family and my life was tight. Every time my second grandpa comes back with delicious food from outside, he always leaves some for our little ones to satisfy their desires. He calls it "Toothache Festival".

Grandpa two likes children very much, too. Sometimes when he is free at night, he will tell us kids about the past, or teach us old rules together. I only know that he has two granddaughters and a grandson, but I have never heard him mention his son. Later, after listening to my mother talking about those past events, I realized that when my second grandfather was quite young, my second grandmother left a son and died. Later, my son finally had a child and became a family, but he got an incurable disease and finally left him. Three grandchildren also remarried with his mother and went to another home. From then on, Grandpa Two began a lonely life. In my mother's words, the second grandfather lost his wife in his early years and his son in his middle age. He is really a poor man who deserves what he deserves. For this reason, my mother always tries her best to help him. She washes the sheets and sews clothes for him when she is free. My second grandfather always likes to come to my house and chat all over the world. Only later, because of some misunderstanding, there was a bad blood between my mother and my second grandfather, and both of them were strong people, so they didn't talk to each other for a long time, and my second grandfather stubbornly didn't go home, but every time we came back from school, we always had to care about a few words. Later, my mother rushed to my second grandfather's bed when he was dying. They finally cleared the gap and got back together, but my second grandfather never had a chance to come to my house again.

Grandpa died of drinking pesticides by himself. I still remember, just after his seventies, Second Grandpa began to say to himself: When a person is old and can't move, he should prepare some medicine to settle himself so as not to cause trouble to others. Most people think it's an old man's joke, but my parents are really worried, so every time I hear this, I always advise my second grandfather. Unexpectedly, the second grandfather chose this dead end after he was ill in bed, and even chose the cemetery himself before leaving. I was studying in a foreign university at that time. Suddenly one day, I talked to my mother on the phone and heard the news of the death of my second grandfather. This is really surprising and uncomfortable. That night, my roommates fell asleep, and I hid in the quilt alone, so that sad tears covered my face and a large piece of my pillow fell off.

From then on, there was another short grave in the lush grass, where my second grandfather was buried. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I go to see him and burn him some paper to comfort my sadness. Occasionally, he will appear in my dream, still wearing that old' blue jacket' and gray pants, his hands thin from smoke, holding a few tender willows, smiling at the vicissitudes of life, and coming to me gently ... I suddenly understood the choice of my second grandfather. Experienced too many things, maybe he really saw through: it is really too difficult for people to live.

With the death of grandpa two, everything related to him gradually faded out of people's memory, right? But in my heart, my second grandpa has kept in touch with Salix from the day he planted those Salix under the ridge in front of my house in Shan Ye. Every time I see the willows under the ridge, I always think that I once had a stubborn grandfather with bad karma. I think, as long as this willow keeps growing, Grandpa Two will always be there, right? I heard that Grandpa Two's grandson has also added a son. I think grandpa two will be happy from ear to ear, right You see, the water willows under the ridge are also very green!

Second Grandpa's name is Zi Shi, but people are more accustomed to calling him Uncle Wu or Uncle Wu. It is said that he was born in the midday sun. But I think, maybe the second grandpa should also be called-under the water willow ridge?

I want to miss my dead relatives and everything related to them!