Menstruation's life prose through three eras.

Aunt left, it was eighty-six years. Come to this world alone and leave this world alone.

My aunt was born in the Republic of China, and she was born in a famous family, ranking second among sisters. I have used Yuan Datou, Guan Jinchan and Renminbi in my life, studied in a private school, walked through Sichuan, went down to the kitchen and went to the hall.

My aunt is good at cooking, working as a woman worker, knowing books and giving gifts. In that era of little feet, my aunt tied her legs, but she didn't tie her feet. As a result, she has a pair of wide and thick feet and goes in and out of the hall. She was scolded by the old man, who only snorted with anger. Sometimes I pout, "My feet are good. Why should I tie it so small that the wind can blow it down when I walk? Very uncomfortable. "

It is said that when my aunt was born, her horoscope was very hard and she lacked stones. So the village offered a big stone with myths and legends to help her grow up healthily. The name she chose also included the word stone. Later, her personality, temper, and life seemed to have an indissoluble bond with stone, with elements of stone.

Ancestors were well-off families, and the elderly were prominent figures on the "red list" during the Republic of China. He is very measured in what he says and does, and he loves face very much. In such a family with a feudal ideological tradition, children are required to understand the order of "heaven and earth" and learn the "three cardinal guides and five permanents" from an early age, like children of a big family. In a family, what the old man said is the imperial edict, and the whole family should abide by it. "When a word is spoken, it is recalled."

In this way, when menstruation was thirteen years old, he betrothed her to the second son of a businessman. Unlike now, I asked my daughter's wishes first. At that time, my father's orders could not be violated. If I violate them, I will commit a heinous crime and be laughed at by nine families. Will he ever want to show his face in front of people again? Awkward. But the old man betrothed his aunt to others, saying that he bowed his head and his children were in-laws, and the relationship was as close as mud. My aunt didn't know about it earlier, but she didn't know what was going on until the married man came.

Seeing this, my aunt angrily ran to argue with the old man. "I don't want to. We are two sisters here (my aunt has married the eldest son of that family), and we used to be two sisters-in-law. In the future, we will quarrel over trifles. "

The old man said, "How dare you make a mistake? Did I raise you, or did you raise me? If you don't obey, will you violate it? "

"If I don't go, I won't go." Aunt said with tears.

The old man privately wondered if he would make mistakes if his adopted daughter didn't teach. Then how can I speak in front of people in the future? I can't even control my own children. The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. I got up and invited my family, set the square table and talked about my aunt. The old man said, "The adopted daughter is sick and won't listen to your advice when she grows up. This time, I invite you to come. According to the rules of our family, I will carry out whatever I promise, even if it is wrong, let alone my own daughter. What do you think? "

"Yes, you're right. Don't ruin our family style." Everyone said with one voice.

The old man took a sip of water and then said, "Even if she dies this time, let her die in that house. There is no room for negotiation. "

Aunt listened to these words one by one, and her heart was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle. I ran to this scene with the greatest courage and said on the spot, "If I have to marry there, I will never go out, and I am willing to keep a lonely lamp and fast to chant Buddhist scripture." Then he ran to a master who believed in Confucianism in the village and vowed to be Confucius' lifelong companion, and never talked about marriage again.

In this way, the old man has nothing to say, and it also gives the old man a step down. At that time, the old man said to his family, "It doesn't matter. Let's think of her as a son, a woman with half a head. " In this way, the family property was divided according to the way of "one left in the 313", and one third was given to the daughter. "These families divide property according to the wishes of the elderly.

Since then, my aunt has built several small wooden buildings as lecture halls and embarked on the road of fasting and chanting.

After liberation, according to the class composition, my aunt was designated as a poor peasant and a lower-middle peasant, but my brother was designated as a landlord. In many campaigns, she was criticized. Only my aunt sent soup and water to my brother. Later, people thought, my aunt is really smart. If she marries the other party, she is undoubtedly the landlord, and she will stay at her parents' house to recruit a son-in-law and become the landlord. Even though she just set foot on the vegetarian road, she jumped out of the mountain boundary and escaped the criticism of many sports.

With the arrival of the new era, the aunt divided the responsibility field and the private plot, and dug holes in her own land for 360 days a year. I occasionally go to Sichuan in my spare time and bring back ceramic pot pots and pans, tea, spiced lobster sauce and so on. Every village needs a little money to make a living. In fact, this is the bud from planned economy to commodity economy, in other words, the change of thinking mode, and the practice of the first generation is the best example.

As a result, menstruation also learned to make his own lobster sauce and cook vinegar with wheat bran. Relatives and friends often eat vinegar cooked by her aunt, which is delicious and mellow. When the children in the village are frightened, they will come as soon as possible and let the aunt give them a good massage. Seeing the skillful action of aunt's massage, everyone present felt that there was a magical force flowing from aunt. The most vivid memory is that I ate too much as a child. According to the current medical theory, I won't eat it. According to the dialect, I am the root of food. My parents are worried because I can't sleep at night because of bloating. I called my aunt, who dropped some honey into her stomach and kept patting her with her hands. After a while, honey was sticky, and my stomach seemed to tilt up, which was particularly uncomfortable, but after a while, my stomach didn't swell and it was much more comfortable. My aunt knows many remedies, such as mouth skew caused by stroke, lupus and so on. She can cure it with a few packets of local herbs, but unfortunately these folk remedies have not been handed down. When I think of these, there will inevitably be a kind of regret and regret.

My aunt's paper-cutting and embroidery skills are first-class in the village. Anyone who needs a flower pattern (a mold for embroidery) will ask her to cut it. She picked up the scissors and shot them out in a short time, which made people applaud. The clothes our sisters wore when they were young were very bright, which made the children sit up and take notice. They went home crying and asked their parents for it. In fact, my aunt took various colors of cloth and pieced it together into a pattern, commonly known as "hundred clothes", which is not a valuable cloth.

When I was a child, I liked to sleep with my aunt and listen to her stories. I thought she was the king of stories. Why are there so many stories that can't be told every night? Basically, I spent my childhood in menstruation's stories. At that time, my aunt went downstairs to get things, and often sneaked into her hall building, put the offerings in front of the statue of Confucius in her pocket, and then hid to eat. But after a long time, she will realize that she told us to give it to God before giving it to you, so don't steal it. If you are impolite to God, God will not support you, then you will be illiterate in school in the future.

I feel a little respect when I see my aunt's devotion to God. Get up every day, wash and dress first, then give incense to God and chant Buddhist scripture for a while. After eating, rinsing your mouth and washing your hands, you go to give incense to God and chant Buddhist scripture, whether it is windy or rainy, it is hot or cold, and it never stops.

Later, I studied and worked in other places. My aunt is old, so I bought her coal, connected the electric light and told her not to go to the fields again. However, my aunt usually likes to collect firewood and cook with firewood instead of burning coal. She said that burning coal means burning money. She seldom uses electric lights, because when the lights are on, money comes on, and she respects money very much. During my illness, she asked me about my work in other places and missed me very much. I also made a special trip to her bedside and waited for a while, but unfortunately I didn't spend more time with her because of my busy work. When she heard that I had a baby, she kept saying, Great. People want a job in Shuang Yi. If they have children, they will have a home, and they will no longer run around. Finally, I didn't see the last side, leaving a great regret. This has always been a knot in my heart, and it is still difficult to get rid of it.

Yesterday in my dream, my aunt still wore her kind smiling face, which was clearly visible. When I woke up, menstruation had left us for more than ten years. How time flies. On the road of my aunt's life, there is only a tablet without words, but her stubborn temper is the embodiment of her backbone and the eternity of her faith.

I like my aunt and her stubborn temper.