grandfather's daughter-in-law

Ding Jianye and I dated in a daze for more than half a year, and we couldn't say how moved or ashamed we were, probably like all the couples in love in this city, eating, shopping and watching movies, nothing new.At that time, Taiwan's film industry was just emerging, and the streets were filled with posters of women with heavy makeup. The most fashionable thing was to watch a movie in a theater with a bucket of popcorn.He always said with a smile that we did not know each other, the fate is really wonderful.I'm often noncommittal and laugh it off.

Ding Yongchang is very disgusted with new things like movies, which have a conflict of interest with traditional operas, and are indecent and vulgar. We only watched them once or twice without telling him.In the pitch-black movie theater, listening to the laughter of a group of women who were either excited, terrified or dissolute, my interest was not high at first, but after being destroyed by Lin Jiaxi, my interest became even more high.At that time, she was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a high ponytail, and always followed Ding Jianye with her innocent face up, and Jianye's brother Jianye called out.Ding Jianye was disgusted sometimes, but he never rejected her with righteous words.I think men are probably the same, they will never reject any woman who comes to their door.

Ding Jianye is 23 years old, he has become calm and mature, and he can please girls.He would write me love letters--if they were love letters, they were fanciful love letters--sometimes a little joke of life, sometimes a trifle.Every time I handed it over to me, I didn't ask for more information, nor did I ask for a reply, as if I sent it to a distant bosom friend, chatting endlessly to share life experiences.Some of those letters I have read, and some of them were stuffed into the box before I had time to read them.

He is very talkative, mostly humorous and funny, sometimes he talks about current affairs, but most of them are cautious.I always like to lick my lips before speaking, and they will look plump after wetting them.Every time I listen to him speak, I will subconsciously think that I have heard people say that men with thick lips are very lustful and emotional, but I don't know if it is true.

Ding Jianye would occasionally tell me the recent situation of Ding Jianguo and Yu Minxiu, and I only listened to it as stories, like biographies in a certain corner of the newspaper or some distant relatives who had met once, and it didn't matter to me.That serious illness seemed to have paid off all my sins, and I was finally forgiven and redeemed.Those old past events seem to be backlogged under a thick wooden box, and from then on, the dust, ups and downs, are no longer relevant.

That woman, that woman named Yu Minxiu, is someone else's woman after all.

I fell in love with watching the sunset.Sometimes it's by the lake, sometimes it's on the mountain. The setting sun shines on the body and makes it warm and lazy. Every cell in the body finds a crack to breathe freely in this lingering era, like a mother's warm womb.It is said that a person will go through ten long months from fertilization to birth. From the combination of a small sperm and egg cell, in the gentle surrounding of amniotic fluid, they are distinguished and formed. We open our eyes, open our fists and feet, and grow bigger and bigger. Curled up by himself, ten months later, he came to this world.So when people are hurt or helpless, they are used to hugging themselves, because this is the first posture we came to this world.All primordial things are good and pure.At that time, I embraced myself in a glow, feeling peaceful and peaceful.Sometimes I even feel that I have died in that peace.

By [-], many things had happened.First, the theater was sealed up twice for no reason, and the troupe was terrified. A few talented martial artists were transferred to other troupes, and the performance was greatly disturbed. Then, the owner of the troupe was found dead on the street. People were panicked, and the troupe moved out overnight. to Taipei.The footsteps of fate are so chaotic, maybe on a sunny afternoon one day, death knocked open the door unexpectedly, bid farewell to this turbulent life, or was left far away in the corner of memory just like that, too late Chewing, also not allowed to refuse.

On the day when the incident happened, Sunshine was very lazy.All the people in the courtyard were rehearsing the part of Xu Xian borrowing an umbrella from a boat in The White Snake. I was still just an insignificant passer-by, watching Xu Xian and the White Snake fall in love at first sight, and there were chaotic and sonorous footsteps outside the courtyard.A group of people in yellow khakis hurriedly and nervously walked past the courtyard gate, and then gunshots rang out, and people looked at each other for a while before realizing that they panicked.Ding Jianye came out from nowhere, dragged me to hide behind the door, bolted the door with bumps, and looked nervously in the crack of the door.I followed Ding Jianye's line of sight and looked out through the narrow crack of the door. I happened to see the troupe owner's face facing us with his eyes wide open. In the background of flying yellow sand, his corpse in a large font was lying straight on the ground. , so desolate.

Those people glanced indifferently, packed their guns and left.Ding Jianye's heavy breathing kept echoing in my ears, and when I came back to my senses, my wrist was bruised from his tight grip.That was perhaps the most intuitive and closest time I faced death.Ding Jianye held my hand like a piece of rotten wood in the vast ocean. Although it could not be salvation, it was ups and downs with me.At that moment, he gave me a feeling called security.Later, I thought of that scene and the hand that held me tightly, maybe apart from the reasons of Wang Yugui and Yu Minxiu, the stability of that grip more or less made me decide to marry him, but That was also a long time later.

That was the first time I heard the word spy. I always felt that the era of white terror where everyone was in danger was very far away from me, but the owner of the theater became a spy overnight, and everyone in the troupe almost became a spy. accomplice.I couldn't wake up from that shock for a long time.

I don't know how Ding Yongchang mediates. I don't know much about the theater owner. I only know that he is a very elegant man with a very clean and clean shaved head. He always wears a gray robe, which is quite old-fashioned. He has a refined style, doesn't laugh often, but smiles softly.From the appearance alone, it is hard for me to believe that such a person would do any outrageous things, but the word "bad person" is never engraved on the face of a bad person.Later, I heard that his tragedy stemmed from the so-called anti-political remarks made by the so-called party and association, and I only sighed silently for a while.As for the pursuit of freedom of speech, freedom of assembly or other freedoms, I have never thought about it. In my uncivilized mind, I only know that reform needs the blood and bones of countless people to grow, and it is done by great men. I still can't believe that the so-called great men are around me, those brave people, those with halos on their heads, live so inconspicuously around us.

The fate of the theater owner was miserable. He seemed to have no family, or it may be that the family never showed up to avoid being involved.His body lay alone on the ground overnight, swollen and stinking.His face was covered in dust, and the blood had dried up. There were large green flies and mosquitoes buzzing and circling around the injured area.The patches of stains and blood on the clothes were exactly the same as when they died.Many people covered their noses and stopped, sighed a few times, and then walked away indifferently.On the second night, the body disappeared.The troupe left Taipei overnight and came to a small town called Wutong in the countryside of Taipei.Later, Ding Jianye joked about it in order to show his courage and courage, and then revealed to me mysteriously that Ding Yongchang took him to secretly bury the body of the theater owner, somewhere on the road from Taipei to Wutong Town.

I should know that place.On the night when we moved away, there was a first-quarter moon in the west in the sky, and there were many shadows, and the hall was not bright.The people in the car fell asleep in disorder, snoring one after another, and the loud and sharp chirping of insects and cicadas, there was a feeling of peace of mind.Sitting in the truck, I saw him and Ding Yongchang pull out a black item box from among the many boxes, and half-dragged and half-dragged it into the back of the forest.

Maybe the theater owner's body was hidden inside, maybe that box was his grave, or maybe Ding Jianye and the others found a cave, which was a shelter from the wind and rain. I don't know. The rest of the story is just Let me speculate unrealistically.Because of this incident, Ding Yongchang was afraid that Ding Jianguo would be implicated in the investigation by the authorities, and he lost contact with Ding Jianguo for a period of time.We took that Wutong town as our base, and started our wild stage performance career traveling north and south.When they got in touch again, Ding Jianguo heard the news that Yu Minxiu had lost her baby.I looked at you affectionately and said: "There are many GL classified briefcases, please poke → whoever dyes the blue color is cool and thin"

The day when I got the news was gloomy. On a mountain called Cuiping Mountain in the west of Wutong Town, I looked at the lush green fields below the mountain, people returning late and the smoke from the kitchen. Ding Jianye was half sighing and half looking forward to it. Speaking to me in a tone of voice, I couldn't hide an inexplicable tremor in my heart.Ding Jianye was very sorry, he sighed several times, and said it was a pity, as if the child who died young was his own flesh and blood.

I looked back at him, with thick thick eyebrows, medium-sized eyes, the childishness between the brows gradually faded, and there was a blue stubble on the chin.It was the first time I looked at him so seriously, and I could vaguely recognize Ding Jianguo's shadow with his facial features.

Ding Jianguo must be very sorry for that child.

Maybe he won't sigh and complain openly, but he will definitely feel sad.Maybe after Yu Minxiu fell asleep, he would silently stand in front of the window smoking a cigarette, venting his depression; maybe he no longer likes to go home, and often refuses to face Yu Minxiu because of his busy work. At least he is responsible; maybe he will force her to make up for this careless regret with a new attitude.I may have thought too much about this point, and I no longer had the strong sense of filth and blasphemy in my heart. I was powerless and useless, so I gradually became numb.

I was thinking wildly like this, when suddenly there was a warm touch on my cheek, and I left quickly after a light touch.I turned my head suddenly, and saw that Ding Jianye was frowning slightly with a blushing face, looking at me half shyly and half dissatisfied.He complained: "You are always so absorbed in yourself that you are not listening to me."

However, my mind was completely attracted by the warm touch on my face.I looked at him blankly, imagining that not too long ago, when his plump lips were imprinted on my face, my cheeks convulsed and twitched, my eye sockets swelled with soreness, and tears quickly blurred my vision.

Ding Jianye grabbed my hand in a panic, and apologized hastily, "I... I didn't do it on purpose, I will definitely not kiss you next time without your consent."

My tears still fell, it’s not that I didn’t accept his apology, on the contrary, his clumsiness made me very unbearable, but I don’t know where the pain is, I can’t find it, maybe it’s on the cheek, and it doesn’t seem to be, It is like a monster that is ubiquitous and dormant and hides extremely hidden, hiding in places I can't see, biting me fiercely from time to time when I don't expect it, making me unprepared and in pain.

"Don't cry." Ding Jianye wiped away my tears, but it didn't work.My tears flowed out continuously, sliding across my face warm and warm.

That was the first time Ding Jianye kissed me, and it was the only time until we got married.The refreshing mountain wind blew in waves, but it still couldn't dispel the pain.The tears flowed quietly and peacefully, and I didn't wipe them away.I'm afraid I'll touch the place he kissed, as if it's festered, and the flesh will fall off as soon as I touch it.

Ding Jianye hesitated and wanted to hug me, but gave up.I cried for a long time, and he sat beside me silently for a long time.When the lights were turned on one after another at the foot of the mountain, we went down the mountain along the rugged mountain road.The mountain wind was blowing quietly, and there was no more words along the way.

Our relationship has come full circle, back to the original starting point.I can no longer pretend to be happy and perfunctory his enthusiasm.Ding Jianye finally got closer and closer to Lin Jiaxi.I quietly watched them laughing and playing in pairs, admiring and supporting each other, even just looking at each other, my heart was sweet, maybe this is what love looks like.It's just that every time I hear Lin Jiaxi's slang that pretends to be mature and prudent, I will subconsciously think of Ding Jianye's lips. A man with thick lips is very lustful and emotional, which is probably true.

Later, I heard that Ding Jianguo's career was at a low ebb. The US's extremely loose monetary policy and petrodollars flowed into third world countries, causing a global economic crisis.The friends of the joint venture were afraid that their business would be affected by the financial crisis, so they ran away all the turnover funds early.Ding Jianguo borrowed money to manage his business, and Yu Minxiu resigned to help him tide over the difficulties. Even so, the situation is still not optimistic, and it is very likely that he will declare bankruptcy.Ding Jianguo went back to the troupe once and left after only staying for half a day. I have never seen him.

Most of these are irrelevant to me, but the woman who I thought I had forgotten suddenly occupied my heart again.The three words Yu Minxiu are like a spell to release the devil of love in my heart. When she got married, it fell into a deep sleep.Hearing of her misfortune, it awoke from its half-sleep.When I first heard that she was pregnant, I suffered from insomnia for many nights. I imagined her standing in front of the window waiting for Ding Jianguo's figure, writing his name over and over again, and every detail of her tactful Chenghuan under him. Everything she imagined was happy.And this unlucky ripple finally lifted the hypocrisy of happiness slowly like an invisible giant palm.It turned out that she also stayed up until the wee hours of the morning before dragging her exhausted body home, doing laundry, mopping the floor, and cleaning up Ding Jianguo's stinky socks and dirty underwear.The pregnant body is too heavy, and she has to stand up straight from time to time, with her hands on her waist, and beat again and again, repeating.What a bleak and sad gesture!Yes, the devil of love has awakened, and instead of much sadness in my heart, I felt a faint pleasure of getting what I wanted—finally I had the opportunity to justifiably pity her, yes, pity, I remembered this from the first time I saw her Words, now it has finally broken away from the dark shackles of Avici Hell and made its debut.

Ding Yongchang must have known all this, but he didn't say anything, he just searched harder for opportunities to perform, and it was very difficult to see him in the troupe again.Sometimes it's just a remote town in Tainan, there is only one show, and the silver package of the show is not enough for the bus fare, and he also wants to earn a reputation.That dilapidated motorcycle accompanied him through all the difficult times. However, Fu Wushuang's misfortunes never come singly. An accident happened to him before the theater troupe got on the right track.