"From the past", I am from the young age, just like a mysterious age, it is highly unable to climb, and it is fascinating.
I was born in the northwestern Tai Po, first born by the buddy home, and then the father sent me to the hospital registration, and took birth to the certificate. According to the tribal, my name is "Liu Fuxong", and the people in the family call me "Rongzi". "Liu Dehua" is the name of the remember that primary school. Blue sky and white clouds, rural rice fields, green water Qingshan is my childhood.
My ancestors are a "product" shaped village house, and the left and right are homes, and the middle is home. A portrait of a couple and a ancestor is hanging in the family. Every time I have to start, I can find a very high talents to see their look.
Grandpa has a frame of portrait of the next time. "Look, this is your grandfather, just as an official in the court." I 」的 把 长 长, 惊 惊Grandpa is satisfied with a small white note. Grandpa is very old, I don't know how much he is. His face is a little bit old and deep wrinkles. I liked him in him, the monkey was on him, using a small point to follow his face on his face, from the forehead to the eyebrow, to the end of the eye, to the mouth, come back and return to the place. Grandpa will say to the township because of this: "My grandson will grow up in the future!" If there is no regret, the heart is also happy. In order to make your grandfather, I occasionally draw one, two paintings. I love to paint the rainbow because the rainbow is most likely to paint, one hand grabbed the colorful pen of different colors, draw a semi-circle, simple and more. In addition to the painter, I think I also have qualifications to do a quail egg expert. I am "smallk star" in the mouth of Thain Village. Even my father is unsaused, even my father is. The criminal record is as follows:
A day of black wind high night, I and the brothers, brothers, and another village Tong Ane, each finds a bundle of old newspapers and fish lines. I cut out a large piece of human pattern with a blade, and then a long fish line in the humanoid's limbs, and then brought the paper with a black paint. Four people respect the fish lines and hide hide. The wind calls, the wild dog is chaotic. I wipe the palm and wait for the opportunity. Half slow, far from a small fire. I am under low voice: "Who is that?" "Too dark, I can't see it." "Who is he is, I have been here for so long, I am scared!" "Good, according to the plan!" We respect each gesture. People are coming, people come. It is a fat man. Gradually get close. My dark number: "One, two, three! Pull!" The four hand, the black paper is standing up. The fat man rushed away to scare the soul. I have a drink. Aneneson wins the gesture. "Come, come back, then wait for the next one." The next is a woman, scared to cry on the ground. We can't hide in the tree. I was stunned in a number of nights, and we were happy.
Going home, the door is open, I heard the father is talking. He said with his mother: "I really have a problem." "What is the problem ?! It is your old flower to see the wrong!" "How can you see a mistake?" He used his hand to draw, "Two eyeballs also glow! I can't miss!" "Thae, Thaiu Village has always been good and water, from the ghost!" I stood behind the door, I finally couldn't help but laugh, cough. I rose red and walk in. My father turned to see me, I said with me: "Rong Ying, I will go home early in the future, there will be less wonderful, I have to be careful, don't run." After I turned back and my mother continued to discuss: "I am wrong Look at the wrong, definitely not wrong ## "
I jumped into bed, I was covered with my head and hid to laugh. For the sake of self-protection, I decided to hide this little secret, even grandfather is no exception.
In 1966, I am five years old. I didn't have sunshine all day, and I was in the morning. Such weather is best to catch snails in the mountainside. I washed his face, and I cracked a piece of steamed steamed bun. I just took out the door, my mother was drinking me: "Rong Zide! Don't play too mad! Fast rain!" I can't wait to run away. The sky is getting more and more dark, close to late dizziness, and a few boring thunder. I and two brothers caught a small barrel snail. And my victory is a giant snail like a small fist. I am still unfained, patted a hand of mud, Chaoyang brother struck: "Come, let's go to dig, there must be more!" We can't walk a few steps, just have a heavy rain. I am hesitating, and I have been a rush of footsteps behind him. I turned back. At a glance, I saw that the big father was getting rushed over, and the face was gray. He grabbed the bucket in my hand, throwing it on the ground, drink: "You are still playing here! Rong Zi! Grandpa knocked down!" I still have to react, the big father has taken me. I turned, a pair of feet just stepped on the giant snail, "啪" crisp, snail shell should sound. I turned in, I turned back, the snail has trampled into a meat sauce.
The rain is getting bigger. It is so far from the road that does not feel away from home. I saw a white electric light and four rushing figure in the darkness. Finally arrived home. The "product" shaped large house is only a dizzy light. I fell open the hands of the father and ran into the ancestral hall. Father, the mother is in the ancestral hall, and the double eyes are full of red bibs. Then I saw my grandfather. He put it in the center of the ancestral hall, lying on a wooden board, bullish white cloth, completely covered him all his face. I am five years old, there is a hesitation in my heart - Is this the "death" in the big population?!
I didn't dare to move until my mother took me around her. "Your grandfather killed a big truck." She swallowed. I saw my old sister in tears. It turned out to cry, but also people who lost your beloved. The family has come to many people. I am squeezing into one corner. I looked over half face, quietly looked at Grandpa was lifted into a square long wooden box. The father has resigned with the mother and the mouth. In this case, I suddenly remembered: I still have a story in the future? The story from the past did not finish it! I turned this question to the heart. I thought it was very, there is still no sure answer.
"Rong Zi! Rong Zi! Who is calling me? I look up. Father signs me in the past. Suddenly, the whole ancestral hall was quiet, and everyone's eyes were falling on me. I am holding a small fist, go to the front of my father, and put the square long wooden box next to them. I don't know when I have a wooden cover. The father handed a long nail. "Rong Zi, you are the most loved person before the grandfather, according to the convention, the last sidewall nails after his death should be spiked." I am so embarrassing, I took the nail, put it in the palm, heavy, foot Have my slap. I am, I want to see what I have on the long box, my father has picked me one hand. He pulled my hand and grab a bamboo. I put the nails to the lower left of the wooden plate. I looked up and see my father. He nodded, indicating that I mentioned my son. I took a breath and used the long nail. Let's another look, it is heavy than it.
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This is what happened in 1966.
