Come to grandma's house to talk.

Every time I mention grandma's house, my mother has endless topics. Grandma's family used to be a big family with more than 80 people. If it hadn't been robbed by the beard, it might have flourished for many years. After the robbery, the whole family declined, from a big family to countless small families, so in the liberation era, these small families did not suffer too much embarrassment.

As usual, the second day of the first month of every year is the day when my mother and I go to my grandmother's house. My second brother and I kicked a horse dung egg as a ball all the way to the game, and seven or eight miles away. I said I was going to my grandmother's house. In fact, I have never met my grandmother, but I know that my grandmother is a big guy and left in her fifties. All I can remember is a little old man with a white beard, named grandpa. I remember that he was almost eighty years old. So, on the surface, I went to my grandmother's house, but actually I went to my uncle's house. My uncle's family has four sisters, a younger brother and a younger sister. My cousin is only one year younger than me and is the only boy in the family. So, he is the baby of the whole family. Cousins and I are the best partners among cousins, which is enough to attract me to go to my grandmother's house often. Every holiday, we go to grandma's house to play. Because there are seven mothers and sisters, there are far more people going to grandma's house than our nine brothers and sisters. If uncle is good, it is better to say aunt is good. It can accommodate a small group of small guests who are fighting and tearing all day without abandoning them. In that era of extreme material shortage, what kind of mind and love! There are three things we must abide by, that is, don't tamper with grandpa's, uncle's and uncle's radio boxes.

Let's start with grandpa. Although I remember a little old man who didn't eat a grain of salty salt, I can't look down on his old man. He is the eldest son and grandson of the famous Laoxia family in Dongdaemun, and his temper is basically inversely proportional to his size. It is said that no one is allowed to discount anything he says or does, and we never disturb grandpa's old man's house in the East Room. Only when he went out for a walk or went to his second aunt's house in the front yard did we dare to sneak into his room mysteriously to explore. Like a group of thieves and ghosts, we ran away when we heard a little trouble in the yard. Not only are we foreigners,

At a height of more than one meter on the kang in Grandpa's East Room, a board was hung with a rope. There are many delicious foods on the board, such as canned fruit, canned meat and fruit wrapped in paper. Throughout the year, grandpa never gives anyone delicious food, and we don't covet it, let alone touch it.

Grandpa has a high voice. He chats with others every time he is happy, and he can listen to the truth in Westinghouse through a kitchen. He is very confident. It is also because of his bad temper that he offended his relatives. When his grandfather's house was robbed by a beard, his relatives said that he had a box gun. As a result, his beard hung him up and beat him black and blue, which is purpura in fucking terms. I don't know how it was put back later.

I remember once my third cousin opened the door and spilled water on my grandfather. I didn't pay attention immediately. My grandfather immediately sat on the ground and cried, saying that my third cousin bullied him. I must whip him. My great uncle is a very filial son. He beat my third cousin with a whip, and his heart ached. But I can't. My grandfather's orders can't be ignored, and he has to smoke more than a dozen times, including my grandfather.

The second person who dare not provoke is my uncle. Big JIU is a tall man of few words. He is a second-class disabled soldier who came down from the Korean battlefield. He doesn't have to work in the production team. His family has a lot of rations and firewood every year, and his family life is relatively rich. It is said that when I came back from the Korean battlefield, I went to Yongjun School and got five points. After graduation, I wrote several letters to invite my uncle to work. Grandpa cried every time he left, perhaps because he was afraid of being a soldier and something happened to his uncle. Later, my uncle simply gave up the idea of going out to work and stayed with my grandfather until he died of illness at the age of 84.

Big JIU is taciturn and always holds his head high. We never approach him easily, and he never looks us in the eye. This has a deterrent effect in our hearts. No matter how hard we fight and tear, we all carry big JIU. As long as we hear a gentle cough all our lives, our cousins will be silent and cover their mouths with their hands. Sometimes laughter can't be concealed, and it can be found through the gap between fingers and nose. With the first sound, it was even worse. Later, the laughter grew louder and louder. Finally, it kept pouring out and turned into laughter. So he began to flee the scene to avoid being reprimanded. Strangely, uncle never reprimanded us for this, which made us feel more mysterious. Sometimes when he is not paying attention, I secretly observe his expression and don't see anything unusual. When he is found, he will say, "Look what I'm doing?" We immediately disappeared without a trace, which made us even more afraid!

Although my uncle is unsmiling, he is a literary figure who knows music and can play erhu. It is said that they are all self-taught. Later, when I grew up, I played with my uncle. I play the flute and he plays the erhu, which seems very nice. In fact, I can't get up to the level, and I don't know the score. It was called click rhyme in vernacular, but there was nothing better in the countryside at that time.

Uncle is a perfectionist, perfect to a little stubborn. Don't try to change his beliefs, it will be counterproductive. The fact that Uncle's family first used aluminum pot to boil water proved that it was necessary to build a pot for fear that aluminum pot would burn out. In fact, as long as the pot is full of water, it won't burn out. I also tried to tell my uncle this truth, but it didn't work. What does a child know? He may think so. Cousin's study must also get full marks, and it is not allowed to erase typos, so it will be left in the notebook as a warning, but later my cousin's study is still unsatisfactory.

The third restricted area is uncle's radio. Uncle's radio is a rare household appliance in rural areas? Compared with other people's radios, Uncle's is better. You can listen to many sets, and the switch is also a rare push-pull switch. It's authentic Shanghai goods. This is uncle's baby. It is placed on a hanging board more than one meter high on the kang, and no one is allowed to touch it, including his only son and my cousin.

When I was eating, I pulled the switch on the radio, and my uncle changed his face at that time. I was so scared that I quickly pushed the switch on, ate quietly and never dared to touch it again.

I go to my grandmother's house for a period of time in the first month of every year or during the winter and summer vacations, not only because I have a group of friends, not only because my aunt's pig is fatter than others', but also because my aunt's amiable smile. Those days are wonderful times that I will never forget. Although my uncle is silent, he likes listening to my lies very much, and my aunt is also very interested in my lies. She often bursts into laughter while listening to them. This time is also a good time for me to fully demonstrate my eloquence. It takes half a day to tell my father's lies in vernacular Chinese. During this period, the second brother will interrupt me several times with disdainful words in the middle to prove that he will. At this time, the big uncle and aunt said very unhappily. So, my second brother didn't dare to be quiet, and I began to continue my personal speech ... My aunt gave us nicknames for naughty boys, such as my second brother's name is Ding Daya, my cousin's name is Lu Daya, and my name is Hou Dayan. This is what my aunt heard in the radio box storytelling. Although this nickname is not pleasant to listen to, it sounds very useful to us. Every time my aunt calls our nickname in the most intimate tone, we are particularly excited. But it doesn't matter, aunt likes my children. It is said that when I was a child, I was chubby and loved by everyone, especially menstruation, menstruation. My aunt gave me the name of my baby. When I was born, there was a picture on the wall, which showed Sanwa blowing a golden horse. I happen to be the third, hence the name.

When it comes to going to grandma's house, I have to talk about my big aunt. She is not only surprisingly good-tempered, but also a great beauty, so that my cousins are all beautiful and, in a Northeast dialect, stand out like models. My uncle has a stubborn temper with my grandfather. When he was angry, he didn't say a word for days. My aunt coaxed him every day, like a child, and even fed him until he laughed. My aunt is also very close to us. She never abused or even said an angry word. Once my cousin made me angry, and I chased him, and my aunt took me to persuade him: Sanwa, don't hit the big boy (cousin's real name). This is the only boy in my family, and we all spoil him. Don't hit him in my aunt's face. Of course, I don't listen to advice. I said I would curse if I was spoiled, but I chased it until I hit it. My aunt has never been angry about this, but once she cooked two eggs for me in exchange, and I was willing to give up.

One night, my mother was not at my uncle's house. I thought I went to my second aunt's house, so I went to look for it alone. As a result, the fifth brother of my second aunt's family was lying on the kang alone, without looking at me, and said, Sanwa, I still have a small whip at home. Do you want it? I suddenly understood brother Wu's intention. Many guests came to my second aunt's house the other day. Taking the opportunity of seeing me off, my cousin picked up a kang mat on the kang, dragged a small whip from my second aunt's house under the kang mat and stuffed it into her arms. Grandpa was there at that time. Because before I went to my grandmother's house, I bought a small whip with the money I earned from working at school. That's an 85 1 box electro-optical gun exported for domestic sale. I play it every day. Angkor may think I stole his house. Of course, I can't tell the truth about this. I can't sell my cousin. My uncle knows that he wants to be beaten. He is not used to children, although he is only a precious son. Once, because my cousin stole 16 yuan from home, my uncle locked him in the house and hung him up to fight, but I can't be so bored. Although I was wronged, I quietly withdrew from my second aunt's house, so that this grievance is still fermenting in my heart today, which is why I have always been "bitter" about my fifth brother.

Now my uncles and aunts have gone to live with their third cousins, and cousins are far apart. Only my cousin turned over the house in the old place. Every time I go to Siqingzui, I never forget to visit my cousin's house. When I leave, I always feel so sad and nostalgic. ...