My father's parents died a long time ago, leaving my father an orphan.

My father's uncle and mother also died a long time ago, leaving only one daughter. Since then, the two cousins have lived alone.

When I grew up, my cousin got married and married in a distant mountain. That mountain is called Laoyeling, which is thirty or forty miles away from my home.

Laoyeling is nowhere in front of the village and nowhere behind it. Stretching for dozens of miles, there is nowhere to rest. I really don't know how my aunt got married.

Although there is no means of transportation far away, the two brothers and sisters have never been here or been there. Either the elder sister came to her mother's house or the younger brother went to her sister's house and climbed heavy mountains.

She is also the only relative in our family.

As far as I can remember, I have only been to menstruation's house once.

That winter, my seven-year-old sister and father and I climbed many mountains. How many springs have you crossed? Finally came to Laoyeling.

When we stood in my aunt's yard and looked at the palm-sized sky overhead, we felt cold.

At night, I lay on menstruation's branded heatable adobe sleeping platform, feeling hot and uncomfortable. The northwest wind whistling outside the house is banging on the doors and windows. My granddaughters slept soundly in the room, but I was awake. I looked out of the window with my eyes, and the dark mountain was close at hand.

Inadvertently, I found a dog squatting on the top of the mountain, vaguely like a cat meowed by a wolf. I was so scared that I quickly covered my eyes with a quilt …

I woke up the next day and looked at the opposite ridge carefully, only to find that the so-called dog or wolf was just an uncut stump standing there.

Since then, I have never been to my aunt's house.

On the other hand, my aunt comes to our house once a year. Every time she comes, my father sends two brothers and sisters to pick her up in a trolley.

At that time, my aunt was still very young, about thirty-seven or eight years old. She is tall, with her hair curled behind her head, and looks very energetic. Because I have lived in the mountains for a long time, my skin is dark and red and looks very old.

Although wearing a blue cloth, but also can not completely hide the figure, personality is also very cheerful. She just lived in the mountains for many years, and all her beautiful clothes were covered up.

Beautiful eyes, staring at us kindly. The bumps along the way made her face a little tired, but more happy. Several nephews and nieces came to meet her halfway. I think her heart must be very warm.

Aunt came, big bags brought a lot of delicious food, walnuts, wild grapes and Schisandra in the mountains also brought laughter. There is a happy atmosphere everywhere in our home.

Even at ordinary times, our father, who is often unhappy and serious, also shows a long-lost smile and has a much better temper.

Aunt went home for at least half a month, and at most two or three months. She and her mother are like sisters. They always have endless family affairs. My mother is also a native of bad karma, and she fled with her parents since she was eight years old. When she was eight years old, her parents cruelly sold her to others as a child bride. Since then, she has lost contact with her family forever. My aunt is also her only relative.

That time was the happiest time when I was a child. Father's temper has improved, and we don't have to hide anymore. My mother cooked the next day, so she didn't have to eat sorghum and corn paste every day. The consequences of eating these coarse grains are either diarrhea every day or constipation every month, and the face is always yellow, hungry and thin, and always malnourished.

Although the conditions at home are not very good, my mother always tries to make my aunt good food, such as noisy rice, or steamed bread with egg oil cake and stewed cabbage with lard. A month later, I saw that the skin on my aunt's face turned white obviously.

That summer, our team served a piece of watermelon with dozens of acres. When the watermelon bloomed, my father sent a message to my aunt. It was the longest time my aunt stayed in our house, about three months.

My father traded grain for a watermelon every day and cut it for my sister.

He said; His sister hasn't eaten watermelon several times in her life, so she must eat enough this time.

Of course, my father didn't start cutting watermelons until our sisters went to school.

And when we go home and look for melons everywhere, what we see is always the watermelon skin chewed by pigs in the pigsty.

Fortunately, the production team not only sold a large part, but also gave every household two or three hundred kilograms, which finally comforted our mood.

The day my aunt left, her son came to pick me up. A strong young man who looks like my aunt is strong and honest. We all call him a brother.

A cart with a horse in front is slightly wider than ours, and there are several bags of flour and bran on it, which is a necessity for my aunt to buy and sell her family for half a year.

My aunt left, and my parents sent her away for a long time until she was out of sight.

The last time I saw my aunt, when her father died, she plunged into the door from the outside, squatted in front of her father's coffin and cried for a while …

Since then, my aunt has never been to my house, and she has lost her closest brother. She seems to have nothing to worry about her family.

It will be my aunt's children and grandchildren who come and go frequently in the future.

My aunt's two daughters, for some unknown reason, also married in the mountains. They buy and sell a lot of things every time they go down the mountain, and they live in my house every time they come. I didn't go back for ten and a half months.

Take care of children and girls, see a doctor, sell medicines, visit relatives and friends, or take children to school, just like two nephews of an aunt's family have lived in my house for four or five years to go to school!

Mother always takes pains to greet and send her off, treats her warmly and never shows her face. We just suffered from our sisters. We have no place to sleep at night, so we have to borrow it from the village. One night and two nights means that after a long time, people will definitely not like it.

What can we do? All relatives, all from the mountains. It will not be easy to climb the mountain next time. There are so many things to do that we can't get rid of them!

I only remember that after my mother died, my aunt's two daughters didn't come to attend the condolences, which was really ungrateful.

Many years have passed, and I heard that Laoyeling is now uninhabited. Probably the grandsons of Gu family emigrated and moved.

Since the death of my aunt's son and daughter-in-law, our two families have lost contact.

In the days to come, I hope those former relatives in Laoyeling can stay away from the mountains completely and live a happy life!

I also hope that those who have passed away will never worry in heaven.

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