As your grandma recalls. That year was the season for pineapples. She ate pineapple chunks on the side of the road with a pregnant belly and was about to give birth.
Whenever anyone sees her, they will say that it must be a boy, and it’s obvious at first glance...
Half a month has passed since the due date, and there is still no movement, so your grandma is worried. They went to the Oilfield Maternity and Infant Hospital to wait for delivery.
That night, the eldest sister in the next bed had a stomachache and was unable to give birth. The condition was not good and the doctor did not give her a red envelope. It was a very dark era, so she just lay in bed with pain.
Later, when the pain became unbearable, the doctor showed up and said, "No, the fetus is not in the right position. Operate immediately."
By the time your grandma received the news, the eldest sister's child was already dead, suffocated in her stomach, and weighed more than 8 pounds.
Your grandma was timid to begin with and was frightened. Then you and your grandpa went to the local maternal and infant hospital for a re-examination the next day. Quite smart. wise!
When you arrived, the local maternal and infant hospital told you that the amniotic fluid was running low and that they needed to have a caesarean section immediately. Your grandma was left in the hospital while your grandpa went home to get some things...
Before your grandpa came back, your grandma walked into the delivery room with nothing, and I was thrown out.
By the time your great-grandma arrived, your grandpa hadn't come back yet.
I burst into tears, but when my grandma saw it, she came out wrapped in a surgical drape without anything.
Your great-grandmother quickly took off her leather jacket and wrapped it around me.
At that time, your great-grandmother's house was full of workers who had to go home. There is no experienced elderly person accompanying me in the hospital.
I cried all night, and it was so cold. I'm so angry that no one cares about me.
The next day, your great-grandmother came and touched me. She felt that the child was cold, so she quickly put electric mattresses on me. I stopped crying after a while!
Thanks to your great-grandma...
I am notoriously a grinder. I grind on people every day, and I cannot live without people around me. As long as there is no one, I will cry, so your grandma hugs me every day.
In my impression, as soon as I could speak, I played in your great-grandpa’s Buddhist hall and slept on the futon every day.
Just playing in the Buddhist hall, I can see a bunch of little people, like a shadow puppet show.
When I had nothing to do, I chatted with Bodhisattva and told her stories, such as the little rabbit being good and asking Bodhisattva to save the little rabbit.
Then one day, one of my chickens died, and I cried so sadly that I told your grandma
"Mom, I want to eat ice cream, cantaloupe."
Your grandma saw me crying so sadly that she bought me one.
I finished eating the ice cream, wiped the ice cream stick clean, then took the chicken to the backyard, dug a small hole, put the chicken in it, inserted the ice cream stick in front, and erected a monument.
Your grandma said: "You were still chanting in your mouth as if you were chanting sutras. I was shocked."
From then on, your grandma began to observe me and see what was different about me.
When the little turtle dies, cry... and bury it.
When the little ant dies, cry... and bury it.
Your grandma said that I am just a crybaby with a lot of tears.
In the summer when I was two years old, I had rashes all over my body. Your grandmother took me to the village clinic for treatment. The doctor at the clinic said that I was infected with a sexually transmitted disease and that I should go to a public bath to get infected...
This news was like a bolt from the blue. Your grandma went home and told your great-grandmother, but your great-grandmother was too well-informed to believe it.
So your great-grandfather and I took me to the big hospital, the doctor at the big hospital said.
"This child has chickenpox and infantile rash at the same time. This is really a disaster."
I remember that my life was almost over. The medical level at that time was limited. I went home with a dry body and was confused by the fever. In my mind now, there are images of your great-grandmother fanning me...
It was summer, the weather was still hot, and the electric fan didn't work well. I just wouldn't sleep and kept crying.
Your great-grandmother carried me on her back on the small road in the village until midnight. What I remember now is that on that day, I saw many grandparents watching on the road. They did not speak, and there were a few standing under the tree. Child.
Now that I think about it, what I saw was a ghost, and the people standing under the tree were dead children.
At that time, any dead child would be thrown into a ditch or under a tree to be eaten by wild dogs.
However, I was so uncomfortable at the time that I fell asleep in a daze. I got better the next day...
Therefore, your wife is the most important person for my mother to accompany her as she grows old. Without your wife, my mother may not be here anymore.
Later, your great-grandfather told me that I had to accept the big tree as my godmother so that I could live, and one life would be exchanged for another.
Strangely enough, that big tree has died since I accepted it as my godmother. It’s really like one life for another.
When I was a few years old, your wife discovered that I had the ability to predict things, and she let me tell her if there was anything wrong.
At that time, I had no control over what I said, so I said yes and spoke boldly.
For example, when playing mahjong, if they ask me before the game starts, who will win the most today, I can tell them accurately.
Or go to the bathtub to take a bath. When the big guys ask me, if there is a male or female in the pregnant woman's belly, I can accurately tell whether it is the younger brother or the younger sister.
One time, your wife was playing mahjong at home, and I got upset, so I told your wife.
"Grandma, I'm upset."
Grandma Liu, who was at the same table at that time, also said, why is this older child so upset? Do you still know what it means to be upset?
Before he finished speaking, your great-grandfather came back home angrily.
Shouted: "Stop playing, Dahua was taken away by 120."
