A Rural Life in the 70s

I don’t know how long it took, Xiaoqiu almost fell asleep, Wang Limin coughed out of the curtain and successfully interrupted the night talks of the mother and the daughter. : "Xiu Lian, it’s not early, let the children go to bed early, and have to get up early to catch a car tomorrow."

"Oh, good, good!" Song Xiulian hurriedly got up, pulled Xiaoqiu down and gave her a cover, which helped blow out the lights and went out lightly.

Xiaoqiu was lying in the darkness, and her ears heard the words and returned to the house. Her heart seemed empty and seemed to be filled with many unclear things... she thought she was I couldn't sleep this night, but I didn't want to. It seemed that she had just left and she fell asleep.

Then, I realized that the sky...unknown.

Wang Limin woke her up: "Autumn, get up, let's go, and we won't be able to catch the train again!"

Xiaoqi suddenly woke up, but some did not want to start. After a moment of silence, I heard Wang Limin once again screaming: "Autumn, it’s up, can’t afford it, can’t catch the train.”

Taking a breath, Xiaoqiu slowly sat up and then said, "Yeah."

Get up and dress. The day before, Song Xiulian put the new pants and shirt on the side of her pillow.

The blue-blue straight pants are specially designed to meet the requirements of Xiaoqiu. They are not too loose. They have a small daisies cotton shirt on a white background, a round doll collar, and two narrow ruffles on the sides of the collar. Even the button is specially made when Song Xiulian went to the county seat, and the yellowish transparent plexiglass button. This simple clothes, worn on the thin and thin body of Xiaoqiu, set off her like a seedling with dewdrops in the morning, fresh and smart.

Since she got up, Xiaoqiu’s movements are no longer dragging. She skillfully combed two twists, walked out the door, and greeted her, while she went to the yard to wash her face.

Song Xiulian had already had breakfast, a lantern hung on the table of the yard, a bowl of boiled eggs, a plate of scallion cake, spicy fish, kimchi, and two bowls of hot rice porridge.

Xiaoqiu did not dare to go to see Song Xiulian's eyes. He only sat with Wang Limin at the table. He lowered his head and tried to eat two eggs and a scallion cake. He only drank half a bowl of rice porridge.

Song Xiulian stood by and watched that there was still rice left in her bowl. She said softly and comfortably: "You don't have to worry, you are waiting for you, you still have time, and you can leave without delay."

Xiaoqiu shook his head and said: "I still don't drink too much, so I don't have to find a toilet on the road."

At this time, there were not as many public toilets as they were later. Even if it was on the train, it was not known to squeeze it. She tried not to find trouble for herself. Of course, in order to avoid thirst, she only ate eggs and oil cakes, did not dare to eat dried fish and kimchi.

"But..." Song Xiulian also wanted to persuade Wang Limin to stop: "Forget it, don't eat it if you don't eat it."

Song Xiulian grinned, but did not worry, but did not say anything.

Wang Limin has tied Xiaoqiu's luggage to the bicycle, and Xiaoqiu can carry off with a schoolbag.

She silently followed her body and went out. Song Xiulian followed a few steps and wrapped four or five cooked eggs and a few scallion cakes in a cage. I stuffed it into Xiaoqiu’s bag: "Autumn, the road keeps you tight." Xiao Yan, don't let go..."

Xiaoqiu promised low and refused to look back. He did not dare to follow the face of the mother who was sent out.

The eggs and oil cakes were installed, but Song Xiulian still took the bag of Xiaoqiu’s bag and did not let go. She followed her daughter and said, “When I arrived in Beijing, I was full and warm... Learn to do my best. Just fine, don't be too tired..."

Going out of the gate for a section of road, Wang Limin, who walked in front of him, stopped and looked back: "Okay, you will be sent here. A few small ones are not at home. You can go back and watch it. Xiaodong is not honest." Don't roll it down and fall!"

Song Xiulian promised, but did not stop.

Xiaoqiu had to stop and look back. He took Song Xiulian’s hand and tried to hold up a smile. He said, “Mother, don’t worry, I promise not to be hungry or frozen. I just went out to school, Going to the commune is also about the same. I will be back when the school is on vacation..."

"You go to the commune, you can come back on Sunday, where is the same... oh..." Song Xiulian finally couldn't help but grinned.

Xiaoqiu hard support for a morning, and finally can not hold, the nose is sour, tears like beads have rolled down.

She squatted, stretched her arms and hugged her mother, then hurriedly turned around, urging Wang Limin to ride on the car and fleeing away.

The morning sun was not seen, the night was still deep, twitching, but Xiaoqiu still clearly heard the mother's whimper spread into her ear and printed it on her heart.

"Mother, you can rest assured that your daughter must take care of yourself. You should also pay attention to your body, don't be too hard..."

Wang Limin rode his car and was silent all the way. Xiaoqiu relied on his father's still wide and burly back, his head down, and the tears dribbled down, falling on his legs and falling on the bumpy country road.

The father and the daughter did not speak. They only heard the slight sound of the bicycle axle along with the light wind, accompanied by occasional bird songs... This dark but silent morning, with the fragrance of the country soil and grass, must Will be turned into a touch of homesickness, permanently engraved in the heart of the girl, accompanying her through the long road of growth.