The leisurely life of rebirth.

"Nannan... Nannan... are you okay? Don't scare me!" An anxious old man called out, picked up the child, stroked it gently, and examined it carefully.

Fang Monan closed his eyes, as if he heard his grandma's voice, how is this possible, grandma has been dead for more than eight years.Yes!She seems to be dead too, so grandma hasn't been reincarnated yet!she thought mischievously.

Fang Monan opened his eyes and was stunned. The person in front of him was really his grandma, but he was much younger.I was held in her arms, held in her arms, she is so big, can grandma still hold her?She raised her hand, "Ah..." Why are they so small, children's hands, what's going on, do people get smaller after death!

"Does it hurt?" Grandma asked, touching the back of her head. "Huh...huh...it doesn't hurt anymore, the pain flies away," he said while blowing.

"Hiss... hiss..." The real pain, memory came back, she was stabbed in the neck by the robber, she reached out to touch her neck, it was fine, there was no scar.There seems to be a big bump on the back of the head.She secretly pinched her hand again, it really hurt. [

She got off her grandma, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Grandma, how old am I?" she asked looking at her height.

"Oh! It's almost three years old." Although I was curious how my granddaughter thought of asking her age, she still said truthfully.

'Are you almost three years old?Is this a dream?The pain felt so real. Hearing the cicada's cry and the sultry heat in the air, it was obviously summer. The scene didn't have that yellowish blur, everything was so real and vivid.

She was reborn, but how did this happen.When Fang Monan was still thinking about what was going on, he was interrupted by others. '

"Sister, I'm sorry!" After apologizing to grandma, the woman standing next to her said "snap" "You damn child, I asked you to take care of my sister, but you actually saw someone in a ditch in the field" she said to her. The little boy beside him slapped the back of his head with a slap.

With tears in his eyes, he argued, "I didn't do it on purpose, we all played in the fields, who knew she fell from the ridge into the ditch, who made her accidentally"

"Ah! You are reasonable." Seeing that the slap was about to come up again.

When she wanted to start again, she was stopped by her grandma, "It's okay, it's okay. How can a child's house not be knocked, and the skin is not broken or bleeding, it's just a swollen bag. I fell The child grows stronger, so why beat the child!" The grandmother said while pulling the boy behind her, still covering the woman with her hand.

"Okay, it's okay. Now Nannan is awake and not crying, let's continue to work!" After saying that, grandma led her to the field, "Hurry up and go to the field while it's still bright. Picking up wheat ears for a while." Then turned to the children and said: "Stone, pull my sister under the tree, it's cool, let's leave later, this time I can't run anymore."

Shi Shi watched the two old men return to the field, thinking about what happened just now.I guess I have to be honest today, seeing the charming girl in this county, and dragging her under the big tree reluctantly.

But he still felt unwilling, hum!With a sound.He ran behind the big tree and said, "You have to, be good, or I will scare you with bugs." Unable to play with other children, he took a small wooden stick and continued his journey of finding bugs under the tree.

Fang Monan stared blankly at him disappearing in front of her eyes, and obediently sat on the pebbles under the tree. It was probably used by other people in the field to enjoy the shade, and the surface was smooth and clear.She rested her cheeks and thought about her own affairs, she was not in the mood to care about other things now, she spread her hands, fleshy, small, pink and tender.

'Hey... what is this. Fang Monan looked at his hand in surprise. It hadn't happened just now, but it suddenly appeared. On the middle finger of his right hand, there was an ink-colored ring that was neither gold nor jade. Its width is a bit like a thimble that my mother used to make a padded jacket.Raise your hand to your eyes and examine it carefully, hey!I seem to have seen it somewhere, very familiar, where is it?

'Ah...it...it...is gone. It disappeared so suddenly on her hand, leaving only a faint lavender mark on her fingers, which frightened her, "Come out... come out..." She murmured anxiously in her heart.

'Ah...' It came up again, what is this, it's amazing.

Fang Monan wanted to pull it out, and observed carefully, but he couldn't pull it out, as if it was growing on his hand, so he could only look around with his hands in front of his eyes.

She just stared at it like this, "Ah...a new discovery", she actually saw a big farm.As soon as the excited spirit relaxed, the ring disappeared.

ah!Fang Monan remembered where he had seen this ring before, it was left by his grandfather.It is said that my grandfather used to be a big landlord, but later because of my grandfather's father smoking opium, the family was ruined.Only it was kept, because it was black and worthless, so no one wanted it, so it was kept.

Since it belonged to my ancestors, my grandpa kept it for a thought. It was so dark that no one thought it could sell for a high price. Later, after my grandma passed away, others thought it was not good-looking, so I moved to Fang Monan hand, did you save me? [

Fang Monan strongly suppressed the curiosity in his heart, this... this... it's better to study it at night, it's too unsafe outside.

There was still some distance before the evening, and Fang Monan, who was doing things, looked at this field scene quite leisurely.The wheat in the field has been harvested. In the distance, grandma is squatting on the ground with a towel around her neck to wipe off her sweat.Watching her work hard to glean ears of wheat, Fang Monan's eyes moistened, it's good to be alive!It's good to see grandma again!

She grew up with her grandma in her childhood, and most of her memories are blurred. She only vaguely remembers that her grandma had relatives in the countryside. Because she was too young at the time, some of them were even forgotten.

Grandma is really young!Brushed shoulder-length hair.oh!At this time, most women wear such attire.He was wearing a short-sleeved, somewhat yellowish white shirt, and gray cardboard pants with patches on the knees. The texture of these fabrics was durable.Holding a large rattan basket in his hand, he moved step by step.It is very hard. In this era, there is no mechanization of wheat harvesting, and it is all done by manpower.

In addition, the woman who calls grandma the eldest sister looks very similar to grandma.Fang Monan should call her Aunt Grandma, she has similar outfits as grandma, except instead of short hair, she has long hair tied up in a bun.In the era of gleaning and lack of clothing and food, it is estimated that we have to search many times, not letting go of a grain of grain.

As the sun sets, the red clouds in the sky gradually disappear, which indicates that tomorrow will be a good weather.

"Let's go, I've finished here today, don't come back tomorrow! We have searched this field at least three times." Grandma straightened up, thumped her back, and picked up a full basket.

"Well! Today's harvest is good. Let's go!" The aunt looked at the basket and said

The two of them came under the tree and called the two children, "Let's go home and eat. Your mother should have cooked the meal." The aunt and grandma smiled and said to the little ones, very satisfied with their performance just now.

"Ah! That's great, let's go home for dinner!" Shitou patted his butt and ran home without looking back.

"This brat must be very hungry." The aunt looked at the little grandson who was going away with a smile.

Grandma walked up to Fang Monan, put down the basket, squatted down, and patted his back. "Nannan, come on grandma's back, and we'll go home for dinner too."

She looked at the big basket, guessing that she could fit her into it curled up, which was more than enough. Now that it was full of ears of wheat, it was not light, and if she carried her on her back, would she still be able to move around? "I have legs, I can walk by myself. I have grown up." She patted her chest, raised her chest, and walked towards the stone with her head held high.

Grandma looked at her serious appearance and shook her head amusedly. "If you're tired, just say a word, and I'll carry you on your back."

joke!At Fang Monan's age, she still had to be carried on her back, and the three of them walked on the small road in the country.

"Hehe! Big sister, Nannan has grown up and knows how to love others." The aunt and grandma looked envious, "It's not like my little grandson, who only cares about himself." She has been doing farm work for a long time, walking with a basket on her shoulders, walking It's easy, but it can't stand the road far.Soon, he was holding the basket on his shoulders, leaning his body, holding the bottom of the basket with his crotch, and walking with difficulty.

"Hehe..., your grandson is not bad, look, Da Chengzi is here to pick you up." Grandma smiled.

They saw two young men running towards them from a distance, "Mother, auntie, I'll come." The two of them took the basket in their hands.Walk forward with ease.

"Why are you here?" asked my aunt.

"Hey! Stone ran home and said that." One of them said with a smirk.

"The wheat has already been threshed and is drying. The work is easy." Another continued. "It takes two more days to order corn."

"Nannan, come to grandma to hold" grandma's basket was taken by them. [

"Okay..." Fang Monan is not the time to be moaning now, she forgot that she is a child now, and it is too much for her to walk such a long distance.I also saw cooking smoke not far ahead, and I should be home soon.

"Yo! Little Nannan, how good is it today? Today my little aunt steamed the white flour buns, and the flour is ground from new wheat. It's delicious, and we can have it in a while. Okay!" Da Chengzi teased her.This year is a good year, try something new, you can't usually eat it.

"Yes! Uncle eats too." Fang Monan said sweetly, but in his heart he despised himself and pretended to be tender.She leaned on her grandma and watched the two rural boys, who had been in the field for a long time, their skin was tanned and shiny, making them older than they actually looked.From their words and deeds, it can be seen that they are very simple.

Walking into the village, most of the houses on both sides of the road are low-rise adobe houses. In the evening, it is quite lively. The young and old are all shirtless, wearing big underpants and cloth shoes.Everyone held a large bowl with some cold pickles in it, and a white flour steamed bun or yellow corn bun, squatting on the ground to eat, and chatting a few words from time to time.Children also joined in the fun, but the bowls were much smaller. Judging from the smiles on their faces and the content of the conversation, it seems that the weather is good this year, and the wheat harvest is not bad.

When they passed by, everyone greeted Da Chengzi and the others loudly, asking how the work in the field was going, and if they could help!Dachengzi declined the one-sentence matter with a smile, saying that the work in the field was almost done.

Leave them and keep going, turn the corner and you will be home.Walking in, the yard is very large, the main house faces south, green bricks and adobe, and large tile-roofed houses.The three rooms are very old, and it can be seen that half of the bricks on the walls are missing, and the soil in the cracks of the bricks has been washed away deeply by the rain.There is a tall plane tree on the left and right sides in front of the house, and the crown of the tree just covers the main house.

There are two small adobe bungalows in the east room and the west room respectively. Looking at the cooking smoke from the west room, one of them should be a kitchen.The door of the east room was open, and a young woman walked in and greeted them: "Mother, auntie, you are back. Dad is waiting in the room!" She said and led them to the main room, Turning his head, he said to Dacheng: "Father Shitou, put the basket in the Westinghouse! Wash your hands before eating."

"Shitou, go fetch some water for auntie and your grandma." She distributed them neatly.

After washing up and tidying up, everyone went to the main room.

Fang Monan was placed on a small wooden stool by her grandmother, and the rough square dining table in front of her was set for dinner, steamed buns, chopped green onion soup, and a plate of pickled cucumbers.

She glanced around, and found that the house was very clean, and the ground was hardened by stone powder, so it was not slippery.On the wall facing the door is a painting of the top ten deputy marshals, a white porcelain bust of Chairman Mao is placed on the long wooden table below, and a small incense burner is placed in front of it.Every house is furnished like this, which is the standard of this era.

In front of it is a slightly larger Eight Immortals table with a large iron pot, and bursts of tempting fragrance emerge from it.

Looking up, the roof is very high. It is obvious that the beams are thick and wooden. There is no suspended ceiling. The walls are whitewashed with earth lime and yellowish. It seems that they should be painted by themselves.There is a palm-sized and thick calendar hanging on one wall, the kind that can be torn off every day.It clearly stated that in 1981, 30 years ago, Fang Monan narrowed his eyes slightly, reminding her of the fact of rebirth again.

"Come... come... have dinner." As soon as the uncles, grandparents and elders sitting in the main seats spoke, everyone began to eat.

"Come to Nannan, eat the steamed bun first." Grandma broke off a small piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into Fang Monan's mouth.

Fang Monan chewed happily, he hadn't eaten such a natural food for a long time, it was very fragrant, very sweet, and had the fragrance of wheat.

After she swallowed the steamed buns, she looked at the hand extended by her grandma, and quickly said: "No, I want to eat by myself, I don't need to be fed by grandma, I want to drink the soup first." She clearly expressed her wishes, as the saying goes: rice Drink soup before, slim and healthy.This is her personal habit, and she will not change it easily.

"It's just right, here's a small bowl, I'll serve it for her." Auntie stood up quickly, picked up the bowl, walked to the Eight Immortals table, lifted the lid of the pot, filled a spoonful, even though it was a spoonful, it was really big Yes, the small bowls are full, which is really affordable. "Drink it slowly, don't burn it."

Fang Monan stood up, saw the bowl was put down, smiled politely and said, "Thank you, auntie"

"This... this...hehe..." My aunt was a little at a loss, being treated so seriously by such a small person.

"Yes! Just now in the field, she said that she has grown up." Grandma looked at her in surprise, whose behavior was obviously different from usual.

My aunt laughed and said, "People in the city are just different."

When she said this, Fang Murnan's unusual behavior seemed to have found a reasonable explanation.

'Hey... conditioned reflex, it has become a habit.In order not to be suspected anymore, it seems that I have to be careful in the future. ' She secretly reminded herself carefully in her heart.

Everyone saw that she was fine and did not act out of line, and they stopped staring at her.Only grandma gnawed on the steamed buns, watching her carefully from time to time, for fear of burning her.

The farmhouse dinner table is not so particular, there is no such thing as eating without talking, talking while eating, men talking about the things in the farmland and arranging tomorrow's affairs, of course, there are women's eternal, trivial things. home short.

Simple tea and light meals, very warm, the air is filled with a touch of happiness.

Fang Monan found that the crowd no longer looked at her, so he held the bowl in his hand and took a sip. It was salty and delicious, and he praised it without hesitation.At this time, the crops were all produced by the family, and chemical fertilizers were rarely used. They were all farmyard manure, and the crops were all authentic.Then, she took small sips, unhurriedly, and actually finished a small bowl of soup without spilling a little bit, and only after she finished drinking did she realize that she was full.

"Mom, I'm done eating. I'm going out to play." Shitou ate a fighting meal, wiped his mouth with his hand, got up and ran outside.

"Hey! Your homework is finished, and the vacation is almost over." His aunt called after him.

In the countryside, there are holidays for wheat harvest and autumn harvest, and the children of the poor are already in charge of the family. Such half-grown children can also do some work within their ability for the family.

"Tomorrow, write tomorrow." The voice came from the gate, and the person was no longer visible.

After dinner, it was still dark, and after cleaning up, the men went out to visit, while the women at home took advantage of the light to start packing shoe soles, weaving coarse cloth, and chatting about trivial matters.

Fang Monan thought about the magical ring, but he couldn't go to see it right away. Grandma watched her all the time.When it was completely dark, Fang Monan looked at her grandma who was lying in the mosquito net with her after washing, and said, it seemed that he had to go to bed first and talk in the middle of the night.I thought she would be too excited to fall asleep, but unexpectedly she fell asleep when she lay down.