A masterpiece of writing people's notes: Sister-in-law (2)

Sister-in-law looked at me, and her face changed a little, obviously aware of my shabby.

? Let me take her to take a bath. ? After that, my sister-in-law dragged me out of my brother's office.

Taking a bath for the first time in my life is really unaccustomed. At that time, the heating company had a big bathhouse without even a compartment. Many people are washing together, and I dare not look up. My sister-in-law called me, but I was afraid to go in. She had to allow me to take a bath in my underwear, and strange eyes and small comments came at us in the bathhouse. I look like a clown. My sister-in-law said to me while rubbing my back: Don't be afraid, everyone is taking a bath for the first time, and it will be fine in the future. ? Encouraged by my sister-in-law, I finally took my first bath. Leave the bathhouse. A breeze blew, refreshing and comfortable.

In the eyes of rural people, city people are effeminate and look down on village people. Someone asked my mother: Does your daughter-in-law eat your food?

? Eat, why not?

? Did you go to the kang?

? Come on, love sitting on grandma's kang. ?

None of them believed their mother's answer.

199 1 year, bumper harvest, bumper harvest of wheat. The whole village wants to sell the surplus grain for some tickets.

One day, at dawn, the villagers set out to cut wheat, some with donkeys on their backs and some with them on their backs. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient and there were no cars. People went to the market ten miles away in high spirits, talking and laughing. There are children's laughter and slapstick sounds in the middle, which are rare at ordinary times. This year's harvest is good. Adults want to show their children the world and buy them something delicious to wear.

Today's market seems much more lively, bustling and noisy than usual. Selling, bargaining, children's frolicking and crying are intertwined, just like a complicated symphony.

/kloc-around 0/2 o'clock, all the wheat in the village was collected, and everyone took their children to eat or buy clothes and toys, mainly household necessities.

Suddenly, a muffled thunder rose from the ground, and the market boiled like a frying pan. After a while, the face was flooded with heavy rain. At this time, people's shouts, donkeys' barks, and the alarm sound in the horn are intertwined. The adults dragged the children to higher ground and the donkey was tied to a big tree. They kicked and roared in the rainstorm.

In an instant, the water in the market is half a person's height, the hole is too small, the current is not urgent, and the water level is getting higher and higher. The megaphone shouted:? Please don't panic, take good care of your children and try to go as high as possible. ? At that time, only a two-story building in the township government was the tallest in the market. People crowded upstairs and the stairs were shaking. There are still many people who can't squeeze in.

? Attention, everyone. Be careful. Two old people have been swept away by the flood, and a donkey has also been washed away by the flood. It is really bad news. The people standing on the stairs were agitated again, and the stairs trembled again.

? Stop arguing and don't move. There are so many of us, the stairs will collapse. ? This man's voice is so familiar that I looked for it. It's my sister-in-law. She's in the crowd. Everyone listened to her words and immediately became quiet, even the children stopped talking.

? Sister. Sister. ?

? Oh, Dylan, stop talking. ?

The rainstorm raged for more than two hours, and finally stopped, and the water in the market slowly flowed away. At this moment, I heard someone crying and someone cursing. Because all the goods in the market were washed away by the flood. Especially those two lives and the donkey. People who have nothing are also sad. One is to sympathize with those people, and the other is to think about how to go home.

Fortunately, we have loess and steep roads. As soon as the sun shines, the road will dry a lot. We set foot on the road home.

There are several pieces of flat land with a lot of water and sticky mud. People stood by and no one dared to take the lead. One is worried about cloth shoes, and the other is afraid of falling into the mud pit and not getting out.

? I'll go first. ? My sister-in-law again. She took off her shoes barefoot. My sister-in-law's feet are 35 yards, small and exquisite. She strode into the mud, then stepped back and forth, and in a short time, the mud was flattened and solid.

? Come on, everyone can go. ? She walks in front with her shoes, and she wants to step on the mud in front.

Along the way, my sister-in-law stepped on seven mud pits. The villagers believed what my mother said. The whole village always says how nice my sister-in-law is after dinner, unlike the city people. People say that the flood of three or four years, my sister-in-law was praised by the villagers for three or four years. Later, every holiday, the villagers would think of my sister-in-law and ask my mother: Is your daughter-in-law back? She is really a good child. ?

It has been said that the relationship between sister-in-law and aunt is difficult to maintain. However, our four sisters and sister-in-law have a good relationship, and the biggest factor is of course the virtue of sister-in-law.

I remember that when my sister learned to sew, she lived and ate at my sister's house, and they lived in harmony. After my brother got a new house, the old house was given to my sister. The eldest sister's family lived there safely until the country was rebuilt and demolished. My brother loves my little sister the most, so my little sister can go to her sister-in-law whenever she likes and be taken care of by her sister-in-law.

As for me, I am taken care of by my sister-in-law.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, I had a nervous breakdown. My brother and sister-in-law asked me to stay at his house for more than a month. My sister-in-law not only cooked delicious meals for me, but also took the time to talk to me and enlighten me.

After I went to TV University, I went directly to my sister-in-law's house. She not only provides for my school, but also lets me pick up garbage and use their already narrow space freely. Later, I witnessed my transformation from ignorance to maturity. The reputation of my good daughter-in-law good sister-in-law should be attributed to my sister-in-law's example.

Zhang Lan, female, born after 70, is a teacher of Niangniangba Central Primary School in Qinzhou District. I like literature since I was a child. He has published poems, essays and short stories in Tianshui Literature, Tianshui Daily, Tianshui Evening News, Qinzhou Micro Network, Rhythm of the Yellow River and Straits Literature.

Author: Zhang Lan. (WeChat official account: picking up corn fields)

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