Aunt Qi: At least you have been to this world.

A long song, full of thoughts, mourns my heart, you know?

My mind went back to two years ago. Your body suddenly fell ill, and you finally put on your hospital gown. Video with you for the first time after entering school, even if tears blur my eyes, your eyes can't see clearly. However, when you hear it's me, you still squeeze out a smile. I know. You don't want me to worry. Listen, I nag about my parents, so just tell me.

On the day when dad went back to take care of you, a butterfly with yellow body and black wings stuck on the ground in front of his house and didn't leave for several days. Later, the day my mother went back, the butterfly came again and stayed on the wall in front of my house for a long time, unwilling to leave. The patients in the ward changed again and again, but you insisted on sitting in the bed of No.89 for more than a month until the end of your life.

During that time, your memory dropped so badly that you often can't remember who is who. Once I went back to take care of you, and the old lady in the next bed teased you: "Aunt Qi, who came to see you again?" At this time, you finally smiled and looked smug: "My granddaughter! Come back from afar! " "What about this?" The old lady pointed to my cousin again. But you shook your head. Cousin has been living with you. You helped him wash clothes when he was a child. When you grow up, he blows your hair. What a lovely grandson! I know, you just can't remember it at the moment, and you didn't forget it on purpose.

Because my legs and feet are not flexible after a stroke, I am very resistant to taking a bath. So I coaxed you to wash your hair, bathe and blow your hair like a child, just like you coaxed me when I was a child, but you are much better than when I was a child. In fact, from the moment you don't want to talk, my heart has been uneasy. On the weekend at the beginning of the month, Mr. Wang finally found time to go back to see you. Your face is radiant as never before. My cousin finally brought his future daughter-in-law. I know, this is a little idea that you look forward to day and night. You held our hand and refused to let go, just like when we were young, we clung to you for fear of getting lost. I know, time flies too fast.

Before I left that day, I stroked your soft white hair, but you didn't say a word. After my husband and I left the ward, I suddenly panicked and ran back to hug you tightly. Deep disappointment makes tears unbearable, like beads falling from the thread, scattered on the collar of your clothes, blooming, more like a dark cloud, full of melancholy.

However, the day I was afraid of finally came.

When I received the bad news, it was only a few days before we met that day. Perhaps, after meeting all the people you want to see, you finally got rid of your wish and the world of mortals will never see you again. All love and hate are gone. Dad wrote this passage: "I don't think' son' is a title and honor when my mother is around." Mother is gone, and I know my son's life is over. I don't know if I am qualified to be a son in my next life. Never change your original intention, always remember what you look like. Yin and yang are separated by resentment, and they become concentric sacrifices every year! The Milky Way has a dream, the sea of clouds has a home, and my heart is full of tears. I hope my parents will meet in heaven! " From this day on, the seven aunts and eight aunts were buried in the dust and buried in history. ...

Aunt Qi, I have a thin relationship with my parents, brothers and sisters since I was a child. At the age of six, she was forced to sell to a large family because of her poor family. At the age when she should be loved by her parents, she worked as a maid to fetch water and chop wood. Later, the Japanese invasion of China began, forcing Aunt Qi to follow her fellow villagers on a long road to escape. Later, Grandma spent nine loads of money to buy Aunt Qi from a trafficker, as the child bride of her son (called Uncle Qi, who is also a grandfather I have never met), hence the name of Aunt Qi. The seventh uncle is ten years older than the seventh aunt, simple and honest. Unexpectedly, seven aunts in their early forties froze to death that night, leaving only seven aunts and their children. From then on, the thin body of the seven aunts shouldered the rope of pulling the cart, leaving early and returning late, pulling the children to grow up. During this period, Aunt Qi also went back to her long-lost hometown to find the whereabouts of her loved ones, but there was no news.

Aunt Qi used to have a white tooth, but one day it suddenly fell out. I didn't know where she heard it. I thought she was "hard-headed" and her teeth were neat, which would be bad for her children, so she quietly pulled out her teeth. That I feel sad every time she smiles and shows her false teeth.

Since childhood, Aunt Qi has set an example and taught us to be aboveboard. Honesty is the only way to become an adult. Even if the fate is unfair, there will be a day when the clouds will come out. Seven aunts' earnest teachings are vivid in my mind. It's just the voice and smile of the seven aunts, and now I can only pursue it in my memory.

If there is an afterlife, I hope you are still my dearest seventh aunt.