For many people, time seems to fly by in a hurry.
But for others, life seems extraordinarily long.
"Why am I not dead yet! Hey!"
Mrs. Sun Liu is ninety-eight years old. What she likes to do most is sit under the eaves and bask in the sun.
For most people, when they live to this age, they are free from illness and disaster, and can even achieve basic self-care. Even if they fall asleep, they can wake up with a smile.
Sun Liu didn't think this was such a happy thing.
She lost her father at thirteen, her husband at twenty-six, and her son at thirty-nine. She has been living alone since then. When she was sixty-five, all her elders had died. When she was eighty-one, all her friends had also died.
But her husband is a martyr, her son is also a martyr, and her husband's family is also a large and prosperous family.
Since she turned 80, people from society, government officials, and junior members of the family have come to visit her every day, talk to her, and work for her.
I was afraid that she would fall and become hungry or thirsty.
Not to mention growing crops, she was almost not allowed to grow the vegetable garden in front of the house.
She really wanted to die early, but firstly she was a little scared, and secondly, she felt sorry for so many people's kindness to her.
Alive?
I always feel uncomfortable.
She has been so used to it all her life.
Her father is gone, and as the eldest sister, she takes care of her younger siblings at home until they grow up before getting married;
Her husband was gone, and as a martyr's widow, she gritted her teeth and pushed her son to grow up alone. Her son wanted to join the army. She thought about it for days and nights, but finally she gritted her teeth and agreed;
When her son also died on the border, she did not hinder the country. She kept guarding her own land in her hometown, farming and raising her own food to support herself. After sending her parents-in-law away, she even had the energy to take care of the young orphans in the village. child……
She felt that there was no problem living alone, and there was really no need to waste so much manpower and material resources on her.
The old woman has lived a long time and has clear eyes.
She knows better than anyone how much of the people who come to visit her are sincere and how much is just for show.
The sun sets relatively early in winter. Seeing the sunset, she didn't hesitate. She stood up directly on the chair and went to the kitchen to cook.
Although she thought about dying early every day, the habit of living a serious life had been developed for almost a hundred years and had already penetrated deep into her bones.
Eat three meals a day at regular intervals. When there are apricots in the yard, pick one each after ten o'clock in the morning and after four o'clock in the afternoon, wash it with mountain spring water and eat it.
After picking the lower ones, she used a slender bamboo to hook down the higher ones.
It was tiring to do this, and if she accidentally dropped it, it would break, but there was nothing she could do about it, she couldn't climb the tree anymore.
The children who used to steal fruit have long since grown up and stopped coming.
Speaking of which, this tree was also very old, not much smaller than her.
She was pregnant the year she got married. Her husband was very upset when he saw her. He heard that eating apricots would make her feel better. He got two apricot trees from nowhere, and finally planted one in the corner.
She laughed at him as a fool back then, but when the tree grew up and bore fruit, her children would be able to run away, and she would no longer be happy.
The man said: "You are stupid! I am planning this for the long term! By then, my second child will be pregnant! Hahaha!"
As a result, she never waited for the second child in her life.
While the boss was still in his belly, the man went off to make a revolution and never came back.
It wasn't until the founding of the People's Republic of China and the government sent commendations and various subsidies that she realized that her man would never come back and her dick would be gone.
But she still deeply cherished this apricot tree, because it was much more reliable than the short-lived ghost who did not tell his word, and might even be able to walk behind her, making her less sad.
There are many things at home that are as full of beautiful memories as this tree.
She lives here and lives a very regular life every day.
Others say her life is hard, but in fact only she can understand how interesting it is.
In winter, she will eat dried vegetables and apricots. In spring, she will eat all kinds of wild vegetables. When the products are abundant, she wants to try all kinds of delicious food.
A few years ago, someone invited her to eat strawberries. She liked them very much, so she asked someone to buy the seeds and carefully planted them in the garden. This year, she achieved the freedom of strawberries and even picked half a bowl of strawberries for the county magistrate who came to see her. , let her taste whether it is sweet or not.
She goes to bed when the time comes. She never forces herself when she is tired. She must rest before working. She never works hard.
After all, she didn't have ten sons, and all ten sons were alive and gave her a hundred grandchildren.
Mrs. Kong Liu started the fire with straw, and stuffed a handful of branches and two slender pieces of wood into it, then got up to wash rice and peel sweet potatoes.
Tonight she wanted to eat sweet sweet potato porridge.
She had enough pumpkin rice when she was young, but now she doesn't like old pumpkins, and can no longer peel or cut them.
Put the rice in the pot, bring it to a boil, change to a low heat, and simmer slowly.
Pushing the firewood in, closing the iron cover of the stove, she sat in the chair and took a nap.
You still have to wait for the rice oil to boil out.
She didn’t know how long it had passed before she heard someone shouting: “Grandma Liu, Grandma Liu!”
In the past, others called her "from Sun Dazhu's family", "Aunt Sun", "Grandma Sun", "Old Mrs. Sun"...
Ever since the county magistrate came once, held her hand affectionately and said, "Grandma Liu, thank you for your hard work!", she remembered that, oh, her maiden name was Liu.
Then, seemingly overnight, everyone knew that her original surname was Liu.
From then on, she became Grandma Liu.
Mrs. Sun Liu responded through the window. As soon as she left the main room door, she saw two people standing outside the yard.
One is the director of the County Government’s Poverty Alleviation Office, whom I see often, and the other is a young man I don’t know.
Now the child is well-nourished and is much taller than her son. His head is almost stuck in the crown of the almond tree.
The old apricot branches have lush leaves, and half of the shade extends outside the yard.
In winter, all the leaves fell off, and on the bare branches, only a few shriveled little apricots remained on the top of the tree. This allowed the old lady to see clearly the embarrassed appearance of the young man at a glance.
On such a cold day, I was so hot that I was sweating.
He held the handkerchief in his hand and twisted it, causing a stream of sweat to come out.
"Grandma Liu, have you had dinner? Hey, this comrade is a volunteer from the city. He specially delivers cotton-padded clothes for the winter to the lonely old people in the village. Look at the pile of cotton clothes on his back. He walked up the mountain road for more than an hour."
The young man was so tired that he wanted to stick out his tongue to dissipate heat. He just panted and shouted "Hello, Grandma Liu" and stood there to twist the bottle cap.
He carried a large thermos cup on his back, unscrewed the lid, and didn't even pour out a sip of water.
Sensing his thirst, Mrs. Sun Liu hurriedly invited them into the house.
First, he took out the water bottle, filled the young man's water glass, and then moved chairs for them to sit down.
How dare the two of them let her entertain them?
Those who were busy pouring water poured water, and those who moved chairs moved chairs.
It took a long time to put it away. The young man had already drank water, looked at his mobile phone for a while, and found that he was the first to deliver the cotton-padded clothes to the lonely old man. He couldn't help but cheered with excitement.
After asking what was going on, the director of the Poverty Alleviation Office quickly asked Grandma Liu for her opinion:
"Grandma Liu, our batch of cotton-padded clothes were donated by an actress named Ni Bingyan, and they were all donated to the elderly in poor areas. This young man is a fan of hers and a volunteer for poverty alleviation at our county level. He is very lucky. The first one delivered the clothes to the old man, and then he got the opportunity to make a video with his idol. Do you agree to make this video?"
"Oh! Young man, didn't you even bother to take a sip of water along the way and just hurried on?"
The young man smiled shyly, embarrassed to say that he spent half the time running on the road.
He is a kind-hearted young man. While other people of the same age are either staying at home playing games or drinking in dance clubs and bars, he is running on various poverty alleviation roads and feels particularly fulfilling and meaningful.
The old lady was always helped by others, and it was rare to be able to help someone. She was very excited, and she was actually more active than him:
"Then do it quickly, do it quickly, it will be bad if someone else beats you to it!"
Seeing that she agreed, the young man kept trembling with his hands and communicated with various parties for a while. When he finally added Ni Bingyan's WeChat message, he was so excited that his face turned red!
"Oh, oh, can't you get through? Come on, let me take a look."
"That's good, that's good. Don't get excited."
The director of the Poverty Alleviation Office will come to see her basically once every two months. He knows that she has a bit of an old child's personality, so he is busy comforting her, fearing that she will be agitated and unable to breathe.
While waiting for the video to be connected, the old lady turned on all the lights in the house even though the sun had not set outside.
This is a very luxurious behavior for her. Even though her family's electricity bill has been waived for a long time, she never wastes it.
Recently, I suddenly felt that being too gentle is not a good thing. Saying kind words at all times will only result in constant prevarication and delay. When you get angry, you will look like a shrew. Although you will be hated by others, everything can be put on the fast track and handled quickly. good. Suddenly I understood those shrews. There must be a lot of it to avoid being bullied and to live a better life. Of course, it is not ruled out that some people are simply born with a bad temper.
