Life is short-old rascal

1 2, everyone was still immersed in the festive atmosphere of New Year's Day, but a bad news came from my hometown. The old rascal had a car accident, and the scene was terrible. Mother couldn't believe it when she got a call from her brother. When she called Swallow's father again to confirm, her mother was already crying and begged him to ask the neighbors in the village to organize and uphold justice for the old rascal.

The old rascal, formerly known as Zhuo Siyi, likes to call him by his nickname, and no one in the village calls him by his first name. I don't know when and why he started calling him that. Isn't it because of his dark skin, curly hair and yellow front teeth that people think he is a "bad guy"? This is the case with plowmen. They never pay attention to their clothes at ordinary times, and they will dress neatly and gracefully during the days when they visit relatives and friends in the New Year. The old rascal likes telling jokes, others always bend over with laughter, but he keeps a straight face, so everyone in the village likes to work with him. He often said, "I don't bully the weak, I avoid the strong." In his life, he has never been red-faced with his neighbors.

I remember when I was admitted to the university, I learned that I was admitted. He specially sent a gift to my home and said to my mother all the way: "elder sister, I won the college entrance examination, but I can't drink less." Let's have a drink today. " Later, I got married, and he gave me a gift early. In fact, he is not good at drinking, just a fellow villager. He likes the excitement and affection.

In the village, whenever and whoever has any requirements, he will promise as much as possible and never shirk. He said it was to respect his old rascal. The old man in the village passed away, helped to lift heavy objects, took care of the aftermath, and let the old man walk the last journey with dignity. No matter how busy they are, he will come. I remember that cattle were forbidden in that village. He plowed all the fields in the village piece by piece with a small tractor, and he never cared about the cost. He was warmly invited to have a meal and a glass of wine, and he will plow the fields for you next year.

Old rascal, middle-aged woman, only gave birth to one daughter in her life. When I was young, my daughter-in-law never gave birth, and she took all kinds of folk remedies and strange medicines. After his adopted daughter came back, a few years later, my daughter-in-law became pregnant. He thinks it is a blessing for the Bodhisattva to have two daughters all his life, so he always goes to Xifeng Temple to make a wish on the fifteenth day of the first month. My mother also believes in Buddhism, and she should burn incense early in the countryside. Every time she goes, she will call her mother with a flashlight before dawn, and then wake everyone who wants to go.

This time something happened to him. His mother said that the Bodhisattva closed her eyes and missed his life. Such a good man, but God took his life early. In the morning, he took his little daughter home from the city. In the afternoon, he used a tractor to transport bamboo to the villagers. Such a big road, such a big road, but the big truck has no eyes. In this way, let the little daughter come back and see him off for the last time.

Rural people have always paid attention to raising children to prevent old age. Actually, there is a certain demand for this. If they are in the city, they all plan to retire. But his life is bad, but he has to fight for everything himself. No, in the countryside, even a decent funeral needs the help of neighbors.

Old rascal, it's all right now. When you were alive, you helped others. Now, it's time for people to repay you. You lie still and let them pay you back. ...

I have been writing about villagers for several years, fearing that they will write less and less, and finally I will not see them, and even the whole village will feel strange. There are so many people forgetting, but I didn't expect to write your name so early.

Old rascal, may heaven be painless. Your name, Zhuo Siyi, was recorded in Forgetting. ?