"Oh, your name is on the phone, I know your name ..."
As soon as the phone was answered, Sister-in-law gave me a warm surprise. It turned out that only Sister-in-law knew my name.
Sister-in-law is 70 years old and six years older than me. However, influenced by the family conditions and social environment at that time, she grew up farming and herding sheep with her parents and never went to school. In my memory, my sister-in-law can't read, but she remembers how to write my name. ...
Sister-in-law, brother and wife. There is a "sou" on the right, which means thin, and a woman on the left, whose pronunciation is changed to sister-in-law, which means thin woman. A woman was beautiful when she first married into her husband's family, but after giving birth, handling and fatigue, she became a thin woman. The origin of "Xiaoguzi" is quite bitter. The greatness of Chinese characters is reflected in every stroke. Eating slowly often makes people feel bitter.
My sister-in-law has been married to my family for more than twenty years. I was a primary school student at the age of eleven or twelve. I remember that on the wedding day of the third brother and third sister-in-law, the house was crowded with people, and the borrowed horn hanging on the wall shouted "Meet Huating" in Shaanxi opera, and roared from dawn to midnight, and every household in the village. Sansao has been sitting on the kang of the new house since she took the door, shyly lowering her head and not saying a word. Because I was young at that time, I was always ashamed to meet strangers, so I can't remember what it was like to meet my sister-in-law for the first time. I only remember that from time to time, a group of bachelors or semi-old men in the village broke in with cowardice who had just finished the wedding banquet and asked the new wife to give them cigarettes. There are still many pandering and trying to make noise in the traditional vulgarity. At that time, a pack of "Golden Camel" cigarettes cost one yuan. After being lit by my sister-in-law, they couldn't wait to chew up the whole thing with two rough mouths. The wishes of rural people are simple and simple, but they are also very rough. However, Sansao kept silent all day and didn't know how many cigarettes she lit.
People in the northwest countryside have big heatable adobe sleeping platform at home. The heat of heatable adobe sleeping platform comes from the black hole called heatable adobe sleeping platform under the gable outside the house. Fuel should be added regularly from there every morning and evening, commonly known as adobe sleeping platform (noun). The hearth of the adobe sleeping platform does not need to strike a fire, and it only relies on smoking to keep warm. Filling kang (verb) seems simple, but it is actually a technical job. Mars may be crushed, and the kang will be cold, or fuel may be ignited, and the mat and mattress on the kang will be burnt.
On the second day of Third Sister-in-law's marriage, I was still sleeping on the kang early in the morning, and I heard her "filling the kang" in the room where my parents and I slept outside. I climbed onto the windowsill and shouted to my new sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, the kang is not hot ..." My parents and brothers in the yard all laughed. My mother laughed and scolded me semi-critically: "Why does this melon wretched say so about your sister-in-law?" At this time, SanSao's rake kept pushing outside, just keeping her head down and continuing to irrigate the kang. When she looked up, she seemed to be grinning and embarrassed.
Since then, it has been the beginning and end of Sansao's busy day, which has lasted for twenty years. Perhaps in third sister-in-law's heart, it is already the same natural habit as eating and sleeping.
20 13 spring festival, bringing my daughter-in-law home for the first time after marriage. During the Spring Festival, I ate wine and meat every day, surrounded by my brothers, who were very happy. What impressed me the most in those days was the smell of oil smoke and the greasy apron tied to my body from morning till night. I always like to run into the kitchen from time to time. Like a greedy child, I grabbed a few semi-finished products in the seam of my sister-in-law's arm and put them in my mouth. By the way, I picked up the matchstick on the ground and drew a circle on the ground with the blackened end. I remember always grabbing meat from my mother when I was a child. At that time, my mother would always say, "Hurry up and correct this problem, or I will show you a sister-in-law to see if you dare." People won't punish you ... "
Now I'm over. My sister-in-law has been cooking for 20 years. I've been grabbing food from my sister-in-law for 20 years, and I still can't change this habit. Maybe my sister-in-law didn't want me to change at all. The way she watched me grab food on the chopping board was a bit like the way she looked at the children, just like an elder, just like a doter.
Three days of Chinese New Year passed quickly. Unfortunately, my parents had to go to Lanzhou in advance and could not see me off. My mother set off with a sad face and entrusted me with full authority. The sixth day of the first month is my planned return date. Early in the morning, I heard chopping wood in the kitchen. My wife and I washed our faces and ran in to have a look. It turns out that my sister-in-law has already moved out a complete, fat, frozen and stiff pig thigh, and is letting my third brother cut it with an axe. A pig's thigh weighing dozens of pounds was evenly cut into fist-sized pieces and neatly packed into plastic bags. When she saw me come in, she told me to leave. In fact, I didn't bring those good pork in the end, because there were too many luggage and I had to walk 1500 kilometers. I was worried that it would eventually break, but I failed my sister-in-law's original intention. Under the bitter and similar pleading, my sister-in-law reluctantly put it away again. Instead, she packed a big jar of cooked meat that had already been marinated, screwed on the lid, wrapped it in plastic bags and tied it with ropes ... She just helped me put it in the box and specifically told me how to get it back.
As the saying goes, eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. Third sister-in-law is not my eldest sister-in-law, but she is indeed my first daughter-in-law and my first sister-in-law. Although she is not long, she is actually very long. Sister-in-law is not beautiful, has no culture, and is just a purely typical rural woman. However, in the family, my sister-in-law has achieved the ultimate filial piety to her parents and brothers, and her feelings for her sisters and brothers are as long-lasting and affectionate as hers. If the third brother is supporting the beam of our big family, then the third sister-in-law is the wall below this beam. She is the third brother's support. The third brother's hands hold the whole family, and the third sister-in-law holds everything of the third brother.