grandfather's daughter-in-law

The later story is probably that Wang Yugui found me, but at that time I was already unconscious, or maybe unconscious.After the guests and friends left, I, a drunk loner, had nowhere to go and stayed.I, who had never drank alcohol, drank too much white wine at once, resulting in alcohol poisoning and slight stomach bleeding. After a night of gastric lavage and observation in the hospital, I was discharged the next day.It's blurry now.When I woke up, it was in the afternoon, and there was a thick potion mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, which was a bit pungent.As soon as I lifted the quilt, I fell back on the bed weakly.The head was dizzy, the middle of the forehead throbbed, the throat was dry and sore, and the burning and bitter feeling in the abdomen seemed to have not had time to dissipate.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, only to feel a faint fishy sweetness cut out of my throat like a blade.On the roof of the tent, there was a dirty yellow spot due to rainwater leakage, and the corpses of mosquitoes and moths could be faintly seen in the middle.If it weren't for the sunshine pouring down from the small window, making the room bright and allowing me to see an old wooden door facing the bed, I really thought I just made a long, long long dream.What Taipei, what Yu Minxiu, what wedding, everything is just a not-so-good dream.When I woke up from the dream, I was still lying on a small wooden bed outside the Mazu Temple, living in my own narrow world.

I suppressed my discomfort and got up from the low plank bed. There was a dirty stain on the floor in front of the bed. I stepped over it carefully and opened the door to go out.Outside the door is a dark corridor, and there is a small door not far away. Row upon row is like a dormitory in a school, with only a little light at the end of the corridor.I walked outside along the corridor, and the scene suddenly became clear.

In the empty yard, three or two young students were practicing waist and leg exercises hard. They formed a circle and practiced kicking upwards. Sweat trickled down the young faces and penetrated into the ground.I've seen these people, but I never remember their names.I searched hard for Wang Yugui or Xu Hong, but couldn't find them.The sunlight in twos and threes shone down and projected on the base of the mottled and dilapidated wall, where some long-used broken guns and sticks and other old props were piled up.

I was in a trance, as if it was really just a dream.I leaned on the door frame and stood in the shadow under the eaves. The October sun in Taiwan was still bright and dazzling.The bright sunlight refracted a dizzying brilliance outside the eaves, and the mild wind blew in the face with the temperature that Taiwan should have in October, and then I fell down without warning.

When she woke up again, Wang Yugui was by her side.She was still very gentle and didn't ask me what happened afterwards and why I showed up at the wedding.Maybe she knew, but it didn't matter.The way she looked at me was complicated, with sympathy, kindness, compassion, and maybe love, I'm not sure.

I said, "I had a dream." My head still hurt.

"You are sick." She answered me lightly.

Oh, is it so?I thought so.Probably yes.Diagnosed correctly when I was 15, I'm probably terminally ill by now.

"Is it okay?"

"Sleep well, you'll be fine soon." Wang Yugui comforted, seeming to sigh, I couldn't hear clearly.She helped me tuck the quilt, but I lifted it off again.She didn't insist anymore, told me to take a good rest and went out.

I nodded sadly, raised my hand to touch my forehead, it was hot, and my whole body was steaming.His body was sticky and greasy, as if even the blood had thickened and thickened.I remember that before I fell down, the weather was warm. Maybe I really just had a dream. In the dream, I met a beautiful woman, fell in love with her desperately, searched for her from thousands of miles, and finally watched her marry. Be a wife.How absurd everything, how could it not be a dream.Thinking of this, I actually laughed foolishly.

I went back to theater troupe.No one thought it was wrong, it seemed like I was just taking a few days off.Probably because Wang Yugui didn't announce my departure, she seemed to be sure that I would come back.This woman looks gentle and kind, but she is really shrewd. No wonder she managed the whole troupe in an orderly manner when Ding Yongchang was away.I had never thought of this question before.

The appearance of Ding Jianye finally reminded me that I still have one thing on my mind.Calculating the time, Xiao Huang's paparazzi should be born.It has been with me through my most difficult and lonely days.With new life comes new hope.I happily asked Ding Jianye about Xiao Huang's situation, but Ding Jianye's murmured expression made me faintly feel that something was wrong.I grabbed his hand in a hurry, and he let me hold it, frowning tightly together.

"Did something happen to Xiao Huang? What happened to it?"

"No, it's fine." He explained hastily.It's just that the brows are still furrowed.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"It's just that I didn't bring it here."

His voice dropped, but mine shrieked, "Why?"

"It's about to give birth, and my mother said it must not be able to withstand the bumps along the way."

It turned out to be Wang Yugui, how could she not understand the hardships of pregnancy in October, how could she have the heart to abandon it when it was in labor!Doesn't she know that dog means a lot to me?

I stared coldly, and said word by word through gritted teeth, "How can you be so cruel." At that time, I couldn't even tell where my deep hatred came from.Ding Jianye was still quibbling: "It's not cruel. We also did it for its own good. Its condition at that time was no longer suitable for running around, let alone just a dog. Why do you have to worry about it so much?"

He said it so lightly, just a dog.Maybe it used to be a stray dog, but I have taken care of it for so long, and it has been with me for so long, it has already been the best partner in my life, how could it be so easy to be a stray dog ​​again.When I first saw it, the flesh pads on its palms were festered, and it limped along. I scraped off the rotten flesh on its palms with stone flakes, and it seldom moaned.It seems to be my friend and my relatives, why do they want to deprive me of all the last things.

"We've taken that dog in for a long time, and it's our utmost benevolence. It's a stray dog, so what if it's a stray dog ​​again." Ding Jianye was still rambling.In his logic, this is a matter of course.I was so angry that I couldn't say another word.In order to prevent me from doing any irrational behavior, I hurried him out of the room.

If you once had nothing and I gave you ten dollars and asked you to get it back, do you think it would be the same?It's like you used to be a person, then fell in love with someone, and then you lost her and became a person again. How can this be the same?

Perhaps because I have been with you before, I am not used to such a deserted day.I have heard people say that a dog is the most loyal animal. It will only recognize one owner in its life. Even if it is abandoned, it will stand still and wait forever, hoping that the owner will come back to find it one day.I went back to the town due to illness, but Xiao Huang was no longer there.People go to ashes, things seem like yesterday.I don't know if it found a kind person again, or ran around every day looking for food between restaurants and trash cans to feed its poor little paparazzi.Our fate was completely over the moment I decided to let it go.

Later, in order to express his apology, Ding Jianye bought a puppy from a pet shop in Taipei. He said it was a foreign breed and was very expensive.Its tail is very short, its whole body is fleshy, with long hair, clean and white.When it runs, its whole body is trembling, its cry is small and sharp, and it looks cute and cute.But I didn't accept it.Maybe I will only raise Xiaohuang in this life. It doesn’t matter how expensive or beautiful it is. It’s just a country dog ​​with a lame leg. It’s just because it makes me feel sympathetic. Just cherish it.And these are never in the scope of Ding Jianye's understanding.Ding Jianye's famous foreign dog was given to Lin Jiaxi.Lin Jia liked it very much. Everyone praised the dog for being cute and cute, and praised her for being clever and cute, so she hugged the dog and dangled in front of everyone every day.

After my physical recovery, I resumed my Huadan life.Practicing and singing every day, day after day.Probably had a serious illness, which more or less diluted the element of despair in the soul, making life much easier.It's just that since then, my physique has become worse and worse, and occasionally I will catch a cold when there is a storm.

The troupe gradually got on the right track.People in the troupe are busy accepting the transition from the countryside to the metropolis.We have a spacious and bright performance stage, and a small dormitory for four people, and we no longer need a random bathroom.The performance was arranged in an orderly manner, Ding Yongchang no longer had to travel around, and had more time and energy to take care of the troupe, and everything was moving in a beautiful direction.In this exaggerated and noisy era, Gezai Opera, as a traditional national opera, is still thriving.

In the winter of [-], Taiwan was hit by a snowstorm that was rare in history. A strong cold current swept across the island with plenty of moisture. The small island was swaying like duckweed in the rain.Throughout the winter, except for the temple fair at the end of the year, the troupe had almost no performances.I was lying on the short and hard wooden bed, listening to the cold wind howling outside the window, I was still shivering under the cold quilt that wrapped me tightly.The winter of that year was extremely difficult. In order to repay Wang Yugui's medical expenses, I saved almost all my money. Even the cotton coat with small floral flowers on the cold quilt was too much for Wang Yugui, so he gave it to me privately. I was told to cover the quilt with a thicker one to keep out the cold when the quilt was thin in cold weather, but it was of little use.

I don't know whether Wang Yugui has seen some clues from my abnormality. I can't even figure out whether her goodness is her kindness or her shrewdness. My sensitivity is overwhelmed.She still treats me the same way, the same as before, but it seems to be different.She once used Xu Hong's mouth to match me and Ding Jianye, but her tone was just joking, which always sounded a little unreal, so I didn't respond.

In March in Yangchun, the weather was still cold and rainy, and the troupe gradually resumed performances.After a winter of settling, Wang Yugui finally talked to me.

I can't remember the specific conversation anymore, I just remember that in that small room, she sat quietly opposite me, rubbing her hands together.Her hands were still very rough, and the backs of her hands were chapped and broken into fine lines.There was an unseen blushing color on her face, hidden under the blush blown by the north wind, she looked very heavy.She kept her head down and we barely looked at each other.Her lips were also chapped, with a thin layer of white skin.

I finally knew why I was still just an insignificant passer-by after two years in the troupe. It was not because I was old and had low qualifications, but because of the traditional rules of the theater troupe - the ability to watch the house should not be passed on from inside to outside.The implication is that if you want to have a place in this troupe, you have to become a member of the Ding family.Inexplicably, I remembered what Wang Yugui said back then when he said that there was a lack of someone to inherit the legacy. It was like being slapped unexpectedly by someone. In this cold weather, it was hot and numb.

What a fool I am!

I wrapped the quilt tightly, and the temperature seemed to drop to a freezing point in an instant, and the surrounding air condensed into grains of ice slag, piercing through the piercing pain in the heart and lungs.I watched her lips open and close, but I didn't refuse after all.Probably experienced a loss, and I more or less got some news about Yu Minxiu from Ding Jianye, knowing that she is doing well, knowing that he loves her very much, knowing that she has quietly conceived a new life, and my heart is slow Slow to accept this fact.Life must return to orthodoxy. A person must marry once in his life. Even if he cannot become a soul mate, at least such a marriage is harmless. There is no love, no hate, no desire, no desire, and no reason to refuse.

The wind whistled outside the window, as if someone was crying in pain, the dilapidated wooden door closed hard with the sound of the wind, and a burst of fine dust was startled.

That year, I was 19 years old.In Taipei in [-], it was the right age for marriage.

[3] In order to stay with you forever, why not marry someone I don’t love