Yearning for years and years

Outside the window, it was drizzling, but as I lay in bed, it was difficult for me to fall asleep, just because I received a phone call from my mother during the day, saying that she had recently returned to my hometown for memorial ceremonies one by one, and she suddenly thought of you and burst into tears, so I couldn't sleep, too. I really don't know if my aunt in heaven is all right.

There are six brothers and sisters in their hometown in the Yandu countryside. my grandfather died young. as the eldest daughter of the family, the aunt who did not go to school took up the responsibility of supporting the family early with her grandmother and married her aunt who was more than 10 years older than her at the age of 18. When I was 8 years old at the beginning of that year, my aunt came to my house. I remember that my aunt had red eyes and scratched marks on her face. In the conversation between my aunt and my parents, I learned that my aunt was unwilling to work on weekdays and was addicted to alcohol every day. He either smashed things or beat people at home after drinking. The aunt's scalp was ripped off a few pieces, and he saw that several children could work. The aunt, who really couldn't stand it, came to my house. Originally, the life of six people in my family was tight enough, and if we opened more mouths out of thin air, how could we? But the aunt was determined not to go back and wanted to find a job here, so her father helped her find a job of pouring cement preproducts at the construction station. The salary was not high, both bitter and tired, but the aunt was happy and happy every day. Aunt in my family for nearly a year, is also our sister's happiest day, pay will buy us snacks, improve food, on the regular day shift, she will cook, clean and other housework package, my sister and I pick up a basket of pig food after school, come back to eat ready-made food. One day at noon, several friends and I went to the tree to pick mulberries to eat. I came home with a brick before the pig basket was full, and I was caught alive by my aunt, but my aunt only taught me to be an honest child in the future, saying that pigs who are fat can sell a good price for the Spring Festival, and did not report me to my parents. Since then, my aunt and I have become even closer. I think I have acted bluntly for many years, let alone the character of telling lies. Maybe I benefited from the education and guidance of my aunt at that time.

When the aunt was in my house, my uncle came to admit her mistake several times, and several children also wanted her to go home for the Spring Festival. After the persuasion of their parents, when the aunt left at the end of December that year, several of our sisters who had regarded her as relatives wailed loudly. I heard that after going back, my uncle still sent her fists to her, but she put up with it for the sake of several sons and daughters who were about to get married. A few years later, my menstrual husband died and my aunt soon became a grandmother. I thought that apart from the fact that she would come to my house for a few days before the Spring Festival every year, there would not be much overlap between us. After my son was born, she became an indispensable member of my family.

At the beginning of December 1994, my aunt routinely sent glutinous rice to my mother's house for the Spring Festival. I saw that my husband had been away on a business trip. In order to take care of my 8-month-old son, the mother of the noodle shop and I were busy and confused every day. She was very distressed. She said that her grandchildren and granddaughters are old. If we don't dislike it, she will come to take care of my children after the Spring Festival. At first, I thought that was what she said when she was 65 years old. She really came to my house on the eighth day of the first lunar month. She didn't change her habit of getting up early and going to bed late. She got up early in the morning to cook and wash clothes. Originally, my son ate and slept irregularly. After a hard day's work, I couldn't get a good sleep at all, but after my aunt came, I didn't know what trick to use. My son slept with him every night except breast-feeding, and I didn't bother him at all. My son is properly taken care of, I feel at ease at work, and I eat ready-made food when I go home every day, which makes my colleagues envy me and say that my aunt is closer than my mother. My aunt lived in my house off and on for two years until my son entered the garden.

My period was ill for a few months before she was born, so she was afraid that we would not let her family tell us that at the end of December three years ago, when we received a phone call from her critically ill and arrived at GE Wu that night, she was lying quietly in an ice coffin. We really didn't expect that our aunt, who has always been physically strong, would be separated from us so soon. My cousin said that on her deathbed, she thought of her resignation in Donghai, where she had lived for nearly a year. She missed those days very much, saying that if my parents hadn't accepted and helped her, or our sisters had not regarded her as their own mother, she would have died long ago, but she could not recover when she was ill, so she could not make the trip. My mother cried bitterly after hearing it, and I was even more remorseful. My aunt also helped me in the most disorganized time of my life, but I could not help her with such a small wish.

It is late at night, the rain outside the window is still falling, tears have already blurred my eyes, but I am not tired, so even if I say thousands of words, I can not express my love and endless apologies to my aunt. The only thing I can do is to code my thoughts for you into words and give my heart a trace of comfort. Also let the family remember that my family once had such a respectable relative, at the same time, I would like to tell you that even though years go by, we miss your aunt continuously.

Author: Fenger has an appointment