Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

How do we distinguish between a person's life and death?

Don't consider too complex philosophical issues.

To put it simply, when a person is disliked by the people he cares about, he is almost dead.

Jia Zhang is in such a state now. What she cares about most is Banggeng, but Banggeng already dislikes her.

This dislike is physical, that is, the rotten smell of Jia Zhang's body makes Banggeng quite disgusted.

When a person reaches a certain age, his body will definitely smell.

This smell is related to age, living habits, and whether you can take care of yourself.

For example, big waves, bell-bottom pants, and sunglasses are popular at this time. Everyone is greedily searching for everything outside on TV, and they are proud to imitate them.

There was a spider in the corner of the house weaving a web. The spider was busy, and Mrs. Jia Zhang just watched it blankly all morning.

Now, what the old people in the yard like most is to put pieces of meat that they are reluctant to eat on a bowl, and tease their own or other people's children, just to have fun saying "grandpa".

But Jia Zhang's is not very good in these aspects.

And if Mrs. Jia Zhang goes underground, she still hopes that her eldest grandson can burn some paper money for her during the New Year and festivals, so that she will not be wronged down there.

Since Huaihua wants to marry well, she naturally needs to make herself more fashionable.

But Banggeng didn't care, but Jia Zhang saw Banggeng's dislike completely in his eyes and ears.

For example, Bangge knows that he has some good partners, and now these guys have been purchased.

Banggan got up at around ten o'clock and walked directly to the kitchen. When he passed by Jia Zhang's bed, he had no desire to look at Jia Zhang's side.

This year, there are two characteristics. One is that you can live on a low income.

Banggeng couldn't help but shed tears. He subconsciously held Jia Zhang's hand. His previously fat palm was now skin and bones.

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't care about her sweet grandson's tone, but said eagerly: "Banggen, help grandma sit up. Grandma will tell you something."

After Banggeng finished cleaning up, he yawned and walked to Jia Zhang's bed and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang rested for a while, and then continued: "Banggan, you have forgotten that our house belongs to the steel rolling mill. Since you brothers and sisters grew up, the steel rolling mill arranged for me to live in it for your father's sake. . If I am here, our family can continue to live in it. But if I am gone, this house may be taken back."

Jia Zhang thought about reaching out to wipe Banggan's tears, but she didn't have the strength to do so.

In the past few years, the life of every household has been getting better. For example, in the past, every household would eat with the door closed, but now they like to visit acquaintances' houses with their rice bowls in hand.

Seeing Bangge nodded hesitantly, Mrs. Jia Zhang smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly lowered her voice and said: "Grandma, let me tell you something. You should know where I hide the money. There are still two thousand yuan there. Although this money It's not much, but you have to keep it and don't let your mother know.

But Jia Zhang had no choice, and she didn't know why her eldest grandson became like this.

In fact, the eldest brother should not dislike the second brother. While Banggeng dislikes Jia Zhang, he is also disliked by others.

Jia Zhang lay on the bed, looking at the dilapidated roof with dull eyes.

Banggeng put his hands on Mrs. Jia Zhang's armpits and lifted her up, lightly, which made Banggeng's nose feel a little sore. He didn't know why. It was clear that at this time, he was only bored with Mrs. Jia Zhang.

Banggeng said anxiously: "Grandma, what should I do?"

This matter was something that Jia Zhang had thought wrong. It is true that this house was allocated to the Jia family by the steel rolling mill, but it was owned by the collective in nature, and the steel rolling mill only withheld the rent.

Even if Jia Zhang died, the steel rolling mill, regardless of humanitarian or compassionate reasons, would at most transfer the relationship between the house to the street instead of driving the Jia family out.

The second characteristic is that money is worthless. Among other things, there are already motorcycles on the streets outside. Motorcycles, tape recorders, big sunglasses, and a young guy can buy a set of these for several thousand dollars.

In the past, when someone bought some meat, they wished they could hide it and eat it in the middle of the night.

Banggeng obediently brought his bearded face close to him, letting Jia Zhang's bark-like palm rub against his face.

That is to say, her grandson is so impatient because his life is not going well. It is not because he has no conscience and hates her as a grandma or something.

Your mother's heart is no longer with you. "

Banggeng subconsciously softened his movements. After helping Jia Zhang sit down, he stuffed a pillow behind Jia Zhang.

But this is the case for young people in society. They want what others have.

Banggeng's voice choked with sobs: "Grandma."

"What's wrong with the house?" Banggian asked confusedly.

Bangge didn't like the probing eyes of those people. He felt that those people were laughing at him.

Banggan opened the lid of the pot, and there were two steamed buns on top, plus a bowl of porridge. The porridge has thickened into a lump due to time.

Ever since the news of Bangge going out came, Jia Zhang's eyes had been fixed on him.

Jia Zhang reached out and held Banggeng's hand, which made Banggeng's body get goosebumps.

He was too lazy to do anything at noon, so he slept until dinner.

But at present, it seems that there is no hope.

Even if Mrs. Jia and Zhang only get ten yuan a month as pension, she and Banggeng will not starve to death as long as they are alone.

Today, Mrs. Jia Zhang's face had a rare color, her words were more sonorous and forceful than usual, and her eyes were more radiant than before.

Mrs. Jia Zhang knew that she couldn't bear it any longer. She was worried about Banggeng and worried about Banggeng. After all, this was the only species of the Jia family.

Sophora japonica is a little taller, but girls love beauty, and there are many temptations outside now. If you want to be at the forefront of fashion, you have to pile up money.

Jia Zhang's tone was calm and sincere, and there was no longer any anger in it.

However, while disappointed, he continued to build his psychology.

Everyone's life is slowly getting better, only the Jia family remains unchanged.

This is not what grandma wants to tell you. What grandma is telling you is our house. "After Jia Zhang finished saying this in one breath, she couldn't help but stop and take a breath.

He didn't say anything, but put the finished dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen first.

Even the sloppy Banggeng who lay flat on his back was full of dislike for her.

"Grandma, I know that in this world, you are the only one who really loves me, and they all treat me like trash. When you leave, I will separate from them." Banggeng said with anger.

The disgust in my heart was naturally caused by Jia Zhang's various nagging.

How to change? Qin Huairu's income is still more than 20 yuan, a basic salary of more than 10 yuan plus a few yuan in annual subsidies.

"Huh?" Banggeng was really dumbfounded. He thought he could go on like this forever, and therefore hated Jia Zhang and wished Jia Zhang would die immediately. But he didn't expect that he could have a family because of Jia Zhang's presence.

"Silly boy, we can't separate the family. Grandma is worried about you. You have to ease the relationship with your mother and the others. Although your mother is selfish, she can still run the house. Besides, you are her biological child after all. Even if she has no brains , I will also think about you.

Now Bangge doesn't want to go outside the door to eat. Even if the smell in the house is strong, he doesn't dare to be like other gentlemen's houses, where he eats with a bowl and then brags and talks with the neighbors in the yard.

In a society where the average salary is only a few dozen yuan, this money must be a huge amount of money.

This is not because Bangge is bored, but because he doesn’t like contact with others.

This is the reason why Bangge Society is afraid. When he was a child, he had similar conditions. There were a few who were not as good as him, but now those guys are five to six, looking at people with their nostrils.

Seeing Banggeng being so disgusted, Jia Zhang must be disappointed.

Bangge raised his head and glanced, with only impatience and indifference in his eyes.

For him, this meal is both breakfast and lunch.

Bangge doesn't care either. He doesn't care about whether the food is good or bad, just to fill his stomach. Even if Bangge knows that nowadays, white flour steamed buns are already the staple food in every household.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang's eyes were full of kindness. She looked at Banggeng with pity and said in a gentle tone: "My dear grandson, grandma is gone. Last night I dreamed that your grandpa and your dad came to pick me up. I guess I I’m leaving in a day or two.”

After the warmth passed, Mrs. Jia Zhang continued: "Banggen, grandma can't take care of you in the future. You have to live up to your expectations and rely on yourself. Grandma doesn't expect you to be rich, she only hopes that you can live well and have enough food and clothing." , marry a wife and have a child. You are still young, and as long as you are serious now, you can do everything in time. "

It was this plain statement that made Banggeng panic.

It is a busy time in the middle courtyard now, and women from all the families are doing laundry and vegetables.

As soon as Bangge goes out, he acts as a chiller. As long as he stands outside, even if he doesn't say anything, the originally noisy courtyard will become quiet, and then there will be groups of two or three muttering in low voices.

Mrs. Jia Zhang raised her neck and saw that Banggeng had almost eaten, and then she called to Banggeng: "Banggeng, my dear grandson, come here."

Jia Zhang still received a pension subsidy of 10.05 yuan.

Forget it, I can't worry so much about things between you mother and son.

If Mrs. Jia Zhang is gone, he might not even have a home anymore.

Banggeng was really frightened by Jia Zhang's words. If that was the case, Qin Huairu could still find a lover to move in and live together, but Banggeng could only move to live in a bridge.

But neither Jia Zhang nor Bang Gang understood these things, so they thought wrongly.

Mrs. Jia Zhang patted Banggeng's hand to reassure him. Mrs. Jia Zhang hesitated for a while and said, "Grandma, I have been thinking about this these past few days. The safest way is that I will never die, grandma."

Banggeng was quite confused when he heard this. Just now, Mrs. Jia Zhang said that it was no longer possible. Why now she said that she would never die?

Jia Zhang did not expect Bangge to understand, so she lowered her voice and said, "What grandma said is that at least outsiders cannot know that I am dead. Especially the people in the steel rolling mill, the yard must hide it, otherwise the yard will tell us The relationship between my family is not good. If I know that grandma is gone, someone will always think about the house and go to the factory to talk about it. "