Miss those family ties wrapped in noise.

Judging from the number of people in the village, our surname Liu is relatively small, so our residence is relatively concentrated. The west end of the village is the gathering place of our Liu family, which is divided into the south yard? Xiaobeiyuan? Dabeiyuan has three parts, which are divided into upper house and lower house. I grew up in my next home in Dabeiyuan.

There are five in the lower house, three in my house, two in the Tang family, and three in each. The west room belongs to Aunt Tang, and the east room belongs to my aunt's daughter-in-law. -My cousin, there are four rooms in the south room, two of which belong to my family, two belong to Aunt Tang, and one aisle belongs to everyone. There are three families living in such a small quadrangle. We are separated, connected by blood, and quarreled during the period. Controversy continues. Aunt? Sister-in-law's mother is the life of three women, which is really a small quarrel every ten days and a big quarrel every half month. At the back of the house, my two aunts and two cousins also came down from time to time to participate, which turned the small singing opera into a big drama, and the leading role and supporting roles continued to increase. I vaguely remember that there were two most heated arguments, one of which was related to the production team.

At that time, my cousin was young and capable, so he was elected as the production captain. At that time, people were more conscious, and so was his cousin. He doesn't abuse power for personal gain, but is selfless. When we divided the vegetable fields, we left the bad vegetable fields to the Liu family without consulting with several elders in advance. As a result, our backyard caught fire, and grandpa and several grandfathers of Tang were silent, not women.

As soon as the man got off work that day, the women quarreled. First, Aunt Tang of our hospital taunted her cousin, then had a small quarrel, and finally became a big one. The second aunt, Tang Yi and daughter-in-law who went to the house were also angry. Listening to the quarrel, they quickly joined in, and the elderly aunt joined in to protect her son and daughter-in-law. My mother didn't participate in my family, because my father went to work all the year round, and my grandfather and cousin always helped with farm work. As a result, my second aunt and daughter-in-law, Tang Yi and daughter-in-law pointed the finger at my house. Go looking for trouble and get angry, claiming that my mother's aunt is a snob with eyes on her head. The war didn't end until the men came home from work.

Next, we ignored each other. When we went to the yard, Aunt Tang didn't talk to my cousin and my mother. Although we don't talk, our mother and sister-in-law Tang Dou are laborers, and they all go to Shangdi during the day, so there are only five or six children left at home. My brother and sister are about the same age as my sister-in-law's three children. ) Aunt Tang looks after them, drinks water and eats her bran and steamed bread when she is hungry. She never forgets to take care of us because of the noise.

The cold war between them lasted about ten days, until the cousin of the upper house (the daughter of the second uncle's family) ran back from her husband's family. Because my cousin suffered indignities in her husband's family, my uncle held a family meeting to discuss how to make a statement to her cousin. After dinner, everyone in the family went to the upper house for a meeting. I don't know what my uncle said. When I returned to the House of Commons, Mom? Aunt Tang? My cousin made up with her before, and they were indignant and scolded my cousin's husband's family. They all said one thing: fortunately, we have a production team leader at home, otherwise, how could we bully our daughter? And reach a unanimous diplomatic decision. After the theory of our family, my cousin's in-laws finally came to apologize and took my cousin away.

The second big fight was because a neighbor with a foreign surname came to see us. There is a big buttonwood tree in my yard. In summer, women in the neighborhood will come to my house to collect shoes and chat. However, there are many women in many places. One minute they are talking and laughing, and the next minute they are tit for tat. The reason is that the neighbor's woman said that Aunt Tang secretly said that my mother and cousin were incompetent and that the children were not dressed neatly and cleanly. So the three women quarreled again. Hearing the quarrel, several women who went to the building also flew down. The quarrel and fight were in chaos, and the neighboring women also left in chaos. Finally, the quarrel ended and the cold war began. Imagine how embarrassing it is for three people to ignore each other in such a big place! However, this is a frequent occurrence.

It was summer and dysentery was prevalent in the village. Many people fell ill overnight, and my one-and-a-half-year-old brother was infected with dysentery. The poor brother climbed on his mother, motionless, and her mother looked sad and sighed. When Aunt Tang saw it, she called my sister and me to her house for dinner. She said loudly (that is, let my cousin listen): Don't sleep these days. Children are not sick like adults, and they can't talk (cousin). Then I asked my cousin to call my uncle in other places, and she hurried to find the woman who went to the house, completely ignoring her face. After a while, she came to my house to discuss remedies. My aunt suggested going to the town hospital to see if I could not delay my illness. The grandfather who worked in the field also came back, so he put on a donkey cart, and several aunts rushed to offer to accompany their mother. My sister and I are taken care of by Aunt Tang. A few days later, Aunt Tang went to the hospital to accompany her mother, and my sister and I were taken care of by my aunt who came back from work. They didn't go home until my father asked for leave to go to the hospital. During this period, several cousins also helped me with the farm work in my vegetable field.

The cold war between the three of them also ended during the illness of their younger brother. They get along as usual, but they no longer care about the women in their neighbors. In my cousin's words, whether we are close or not, we are all family, and we can't trust outsiders.

I remember when we were young, we ate sweet potato noodles, that is, sliced the sweet potato, dried it, ground it into flour, steamed it into steamed bread, then pressed it into flour and fried it. Eating this meal is the noisiest day in our family. This kind of rice is eaten by more than 30 people in a family. My family has a big iron steamer, which my father bought for others. Women who get up early to go to the hospital begin to meet, knead the steamed bread, steam it again, steam it again and steam it three times. Then they began to press the collaterals. In addition, someone is responsible for frying. Stir-fried while pressing, the children eat first, then the men who come back from the fields eat, and finally the women eat.

Of course, this is the most harmonious day in our family. Usually, several women get along well and are calm. Men? The children are very happy. However, after harmony, noise and noise, the Cold War basically stood in the middle.

It is said that there is a little time interval between quarrels between adults, but quarrels between children are commonplace. The eldest son in the lobby is 2 years old, his sister is 2 years older than his second child, his younger brother is 2 months younger than his third child, and Tang's granddaughter and sister are the same age. Being with several big cousins in the upper house is really shocking, and angry fights happen from time to time. Today you scold me, tomorrow I will hit you. Children are angry and let adults judge. Adults are tired of judging, arguing with children and adults, so there is a cold war for a few days, but we don't care about these, so we are still playing hard today and tomorrow.

Of course, our children's anger is confined to the upper and lower houses. We are definitely not angry outside, we are United.

Once, a boy tried to copy my sister's homework, but she wouldn't let him, so he chased after her. The girl next to him shouted: Liu Ziwen, someone hit your aunt, and my nephew came running with his classmates. The boy turned and ran away in fear.

In this way, time dragged our noisy yard and a group of noisy children forward day by day, and we grew up day by day. There seems to be no one in the yard, so my father and cousin applied for the homestead. Father is responsible for purchasing materials and cousin is responsible for contributing. We both have our own new houses and moved to new homes. However, in addition to noise, what is left in memory is more family affection, which is blood-related family affection. The kind of affection that melts in the hustle and bustle can't help but be remembered and missed after many years.

Every time I go back to my hometown, my cousin always calls me sister kindly, and the common sense at home has always been said. So is my nephew. Whether he is busy or not, he will come and have a look, bring some snacks made by his daughters-in-law, and tell anyone he meets that my aunt is back and go and see her. In summer and autumn, I always call to say that there is food at home, and I will come back with something to eat if I have nothing to do. Cousins directly asked the bus to bring them here. Do they grow their own sweet potatoes? Pumpkin? Radish? Cabbage, as she said: worthless, you can harvest it by sowing a seed, so as to make it fresh. However, the affection between them is priceless, and it is the flesh and blood affection that we fought together since childhood.

Now think about it, my family and my brother-in-law are in the same county, but dogs and chickens don't know each other. Except for the Chinese New Year, we hardly meet at other times. Occasionally, it's just WeChat contact, meeting and chatting, but also mutual humility and compliment. These modesty and compliments, like countless insurmountable gaps, make us unable to approach and integrate. There are three children in our two families. They are very polite when they meet. They won't make noise, let alone fight, but they are not as close as we were when we were children. Now it is their grandmother who maintains their affection, and perhaps their parents after her, but there is only blood relationship between them, but there is no affection. How will they get along in a few years? Is it just a story about family? Every time I am sad, I will think of our noisy yard and miss those family ties wrapped in noise.