Human non-vegetated（二）

Chapter I, and mother, father
(A) my birthday is in Pandora's box

Mother's dream, a big piece of flower.
Quintessence of the argument, right? Signs during pregnancy, dreamed to spend on the birth of a daughter, son dreamed of melons to. Mother did with me dream the night before a large flower. But that is cotton, the fall could not get the old Buds emerge from raw cotton. This also is not discouraged, the day Lunar New Year February 1950, I just hit this is a tiger dragon "heard." Mother's eyes have a layer of cloud cover, and said there must be a match for injured dragon that I g I must be better off. Mother, then was immediately confirmed, my nose that night was a surly character to bite the mouse, nose bleeds on both sides of pain I cry randomly, cry especially ugly especially terrible. Mom blamed for that, never heard of mice also eat human nose, the child is designated "hinder the Lord." Encountered such a child, the parents get better.
I was born in Heping District, Tianjin, a large yellow garden courtyard, the courtyard home to eight people.
Huang was originally the garden of Anhui Huang Bai Hui Wang ocean-going (known as Yellow million) of private gardens, was built in 1923 for completion in 1928. Because it is the private residence of Huang Bai Hui, so later on, said Wong, the garden.
It stands to reason, from the birth of the baby, she is also the sensitive nerves of the bar, a mouse bit my nose for the strange pain that does not cry. But her nose has continued after a good cry, except when sleeping and eating occupy the mouth, the rest are in her wail.
Man's nature is good it? Mother to her own flesh and blood had a bad gradually as the psychological resistance. At this point she looked at me with disgust, said: bad luck child you have a good cry! Cried our luck you willing to it!
During that time we lived in the grandmother, her mother could not bear to say, Dianzhuo feet of "the emperor emperor, to insignificant, and my family had a night of weeping women ... ..." the notes on the telephone pole up to the yard.
I do not buy the emperor to emperor's account, still can be kept on crying.
Mothers are not necessarily authoritative, his life, but to me, she really is a language set for life, I'm too lucky.
Autumn 1949, the National Liberation I am born in spring 1950, this threshold can not cause illness did not suppress, the key is the father of liberation Bureau of Investigation to work in the Kuomintang, 1951 in jail, was sentenced to "indefinite period" of the.
I know what is dishonorable after the start of the biological father of my shame, this mid-term psychological has been extended to me during the Cultural Revolution, when nearly two-year-old. Although I still do not know the country and the people in the end my father what Mei Liangxin thing to do (because I started younger mother did not speak; and later her stepfather to the relationship between me and do not speak; later did I live a good tired asked, and then later I would like to ask, the mother was suffering from a brain haemorrhage after-effects do not become speakers).
After all, learn their own culture of these nine works, and it helped me to break apart the thinking in the raw cotton Buds emerge, so I understand a simple and obvious, but again the truth: no matter what the dynasty, someone in the community to do this he do not do monotonous things, and my father would not like at first like a. Another way, society is the same, this was not like that, so political on my Dad could not, as Mao Zedong said: Politics is war without bloodshed, war is politics with bloodshed.
Now the stage in staged a "Xiyueqianlong" I do not know which will be staged again and then who? Wang Ming emperor from 49 years to two months of the Yuan Emperor Wan, there are already 492 (with say 408) the emperor had dominated our country. Who will be the stage for literature and art history at the time of freedom. Although the front of Mo in the history of mankind can be, but if Joking, can add the spices in the pot, transfer to a plate and serve after heavy speculation.
Then tied too long pondering the mystery of layers of solution will be deducted, then I think this matter can be open-minded to understand fully that Aristotle does not require secrecy to fight to find his "methodology", all things changes in wind burst in Japan, and so on are nothing but mediocre.
Break up with somebody they have no taboo child love. I was less than two years old is particularly remember, my father was imprisoned every day I ride a small bench, a tuk tuk to the courtyard outside the alley waiting for him to come back from work. Mothers to stop me cry, and I cried my mother angry, so she let her grandmother was to block me. In fact this point I have been blurred to the alley to his purpose --- goes far, and people start to forget why.
Not only remember riding in a small stool to the alley to the other, I have a little closer to the top memory.
The memory will not speak in my time, when days are closed although there is little light, barely can see the interior of some kind. At the moment I woke up, turned and climbed on the pillow. I saw a back --- a moment there, after the forgotten, once again to reproduce the back will never freeze. He wore a dark gray gown, standing on a high cupboard, a thing before the wrap, then put in his hand, turned and opened the door and left. I looked at the Baba's back, let him know that I have woke up, but do not say no.
I began five years old stepfather, and in the twelve-year-old suddenly remembered the time when the record does not say that back to ask his mother. Mother said I was still under one year old, my father is indeed some time before the prison every day to work dressed in a gray gown, his back to the locker with a towel wrapped in boxes, inside his mother loaded it into the unit to eat lunch.
Widened her mother was particularly beautiful pair of eyes (my mother's eyes only beautiful sixty years), look at me a long time did not say anything. I believe she left behind not only in the strange so early I could have fixed the memory, the most important is that evoked thoughts of her father.
Mom told me about his life have not been between her and my father anything more in the emotional description of a word are not. And she often talks about the "harm the main child, unlucky children", then, from our family of six in 1962 (I have two younger brothers, my grandfather also live with us) after the decentralization of rural Hetao also do not like said. At that time, she cried at every turn I just want to change the problems, she said: I have a lifetime of tears to flow over you.
Mom does not love a woman cry.
Mom also told me about some of their own experience, I was impressed by the gap between her and my grandmother. Cause of the grandmother, she was always criticized for no reason just after his daughter this is not on the door that is not good. Mom said she was too poor to see aunt served as "uncles Yin" role, saw aunt blamed, immediately get in the front: "This is what I do, you have to scold scolded me." "That did not get good? wife can not interfere ah! "Over time, my grandmother found it a deliberate obstruction of the mother, so mother and daughter both have a gap.
The development of both mother and daughter into the final break the barriers, my grandmother, when her mother married unsympathetic to say: This time you are gone, we would not have met the mother and daughter.
"What time do not see?" "Do not see a lifetime!"
Uncle for the second year after marriage, died of tuberculosis. Aunt mom out of compassion and guilt, the economic assistance efforts aunt, uncle's posthumous again later women, thirteen-year-old King Lai was admitted into our home in Tianjin, and tried every means to her under the Tianjin account, later also to seek to a carpet factory work. King Lai has been living in our house to get married.
But this is not going to pay aunt understanding. Alone for her life, her daughter has always been hostile to the teachings of Lao Li family. Cultural Revolution, the late King Lai in the letter to her mother, aunt called my mom to, but address him grandfather "rich peasants Li Guoxun ... ...."
Aunt have chosen to send my mother to see this letter. I clearly remember my mother reading this letter, with pale face he kept laughing.
Mom was angry because King Lai's age, when she has more than thirty years old.
In 1960, due to the work of mobilizing stepfather, our family moved from Tianjin header. Baoding go home before the mother went to pick up the parents to support programs, with the grandfather came readily, and grandmother sternly refused: I mean it, that is, a person lying on the kang edge children swallow air, do not expect you this Dead girl!
We moved to the second year in Baotou, a letter from relatives told us that my grandmother is really a man to die quietly, and neighbors to stopping child, found her body already stiff.
The first time I saw my mother cry. She spent the whole day in bed without eating or drinking, the lower lip Duyao swollen she could not forgive myself.
Both parents should not be divided Bo Hou, and her mother has chosen to hurt grandfather. She said that such a sensible man has encountered such a callous woman, even if the truth is in the hands of her husband, he will have nothing tongue-tied by his wife refuted. So my grandfather to be home as much as possible to reduce the time, all day long doing nothing good in store.