Xu Ping
A year later, on March 30, 1988, the family hung up small colored lanterns to celebrate the fact that their two children had safely entered the new year without any illness or misfortune.
The two Lanlans have their own temporary nicknames, one is Xu Xiaolan and the other is Xu Xiaoran, which are neatly parallel and very homophonic.
Among them, the younger sister has undergone tremendous changes.
After she accidentally wished to become like her mother, changing from "it" to "she", she and I had our first distinct point of disagreement.
This was an extremely clear and miraculous signal to me, whose power had been checked by the mouse. It made me suddenly realize that Pingping was not me. The pollution and harm from the mouse and me temporarily retreated from Pingping at that moment.
After serious discussion, my parents decided to widen the gap between us and even separated us for a long period of time, raising us in different rooms so that I would gradually forget the existence of my sister and cut off my observation and interference with her.
This is probably an instinctive reaction of parents that they can't explain. They don't know why they do this, but they make a decisive choice before their reason.
On the other hand, as my sister grew up freely, she did gradually become like an ordinary baby. She no longer appeared suddenly in a corner, crawled on the floor and peeked at others. Organs gradually grew out of her transparent and bizarre skin. Although it was still a little shocking, she was gradually understanding the appearance of a "human" and moving closer to it.
"It only takes a thought to be polluted and deformed, but it takes a lifetime to repair and correct itself to become a human being."
Zhang Tianyi's voice said, "Although the power of wish fulfillment is short-lived and quickly exhausted, it still took her at least five years to transform from an alien to the Xu Ping you know."
For five years, I was immersed in deep memories. My memories before the age of five were too vague. This was determined by human physiological mechanisms. It was natural for me to forget most of the experiences before the age of five, and I could not fight against it.
But there were certain moments that really came loose and reminded me of things that happened when I was about four or five years old.
As we grew to that age, the atmosphere at home seemed to have changed drastically.
Here I would like to make a special mention of Pingping, who had completely become an ordinary little girl at the age of five.
Logically speaking, after five years of changes caused by the pollution and interference of migrating rats, she should have become what I wanted and be trimmed at will. Once a person has this right, even if he lacks intelligence or is only vaguely aware of it, it is impossible not to indulge in it.
But the reality is completely the opposite.
At this time, the barriers between us had been removed and we got along very well. Before I could fully understand what brothers and sisters were, Pingping became my first friend in life.
It's very interesting, she has no intention of indulging me at all, in our difficult conversations and exchanges like playing charades, she always insists on saying no to me as a matter of course, without any extra reasons.
At first, my parents were somewhat worried, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
But seeing that I was still a little stupid, the two adults quickly put their minds at ease and let us communicate and adjust on our own.
Perhaps it should be said that this was a kind of luck. In the face of my confusion and bewilderment, Pingping did not give in, rejected all my subconscious and unreasonable requests, and subtly gave me the greatest code of conduct.
The mirror will not refuse or get angry. It turns out that Pingping is not the person in the mirror. She is just like my parents, another family member who is completely different from me and does not need to fulfill my wishes.
One day, I suddenly realized this and was shocked. Pingping also suddenly woke up and realized that I really had not grown a brain and was literally a little idiot.
At this time, the guard booth tried desperately to rescue me, but to no avail. I did not have any malicious intentions, but I had no idea that people are individuals who belong to themselves, and I did not know that people would be disliked and hated if they were unreasonable, and that even the king of heaven could not change this.
Just like a speechless big cat who suddenly realized the shocking truth and had to accept his fate to discipline the brain-dead evil cat at home in order to have some peace and quiet, Pingping began to take action herself and in turn corrected all the bad instincts that I had been given by the mouse indoctrination.
During the day, we fought healthily and lively, and most of the time it ended with me admitting defeat because I was inferior to the other party. At night, we hugged each other and stuck together, with bruises and tears in our eyes, but we slept soundly without holding any grudges.
If I were in her current situation, I can only say that it was Pingping's personality correction fist that prevented me from sliding into an extreme and becoming a naughty kid, and then growing up to be a bad person who does whatever he wants.
At that time, although my brain had not yet fully developed and my intelligence was probably not as good as Patrick's, I was astounded by her beauty as a child seeing Ultraman for the first time. I was completely in awe of Pingping and wanted to follow her every day and imitate her every behavior, forgetting that Pingping was the younger one.
To me at that time, Pingping was so magical. She always seemed to have her own ideas and often raised her hand seriously to show her parents that she wanted to make her own choices, just like she chose to become a little girl.
At the beginning, you need to choose your favorite clothes and food, the color and type of dolls, the water temperature when washing your face, the softness of the towel, whether to place the toothbrush upright or upside down, and how bright the night light should be adjusted at night.
Later, she opened her round eyes and asked curiously, "Can we give ourselves a name? Lanlan and Ranran don't sound good."
So her parents wondered and asked her what name she wanted.
The next day, Pingping had two huge dark circles under her eyes. She was distressed for a long time, and finally said in a low voice with a bit of pride and embarrassment: "I thought of a few really good ones."
Well, these names are clearly - Xu Huhu, Xu Tiaotiao, Xu Qiangqiang, Xu Dafeiji, and Xu Baotatang.
Not surprisingly, it can be clearly seen from this that Pingping has been enjoying and having strange aspirations during this period.
Mother Zhang Can was the first to fall down on the sofa at home laughing, followed by father Xu Feng, who was unaware of the situation. As I recounted the story in amazement and admiration, he also began to shake his shoulders to hold back his laughter.
Because it was really difficult to hold back his anger, and he didn't want to undermine his child's self-confidence, Old Xu had no choice but to walk back and forth in the living room of his home with a stern face for several laps, like a serious monkey.
Finally, after a rather rigorous and lively family meeting, Pingping, under the persuasion of her old father and mother who tried not to laugh, decided to give her a break and choose a low-key name that would not make others feel ashamed of themselves.
"Then I want to be called Xu Ping." She said seriously.
"Which one is Ping?" Mother Zhang Can asked with a smile, wiping her tears. "Cai Ping? Ping Ping? Ping Ping? Or Pin Pin?"
The screen was frozen.
It’s not that the choice is difficult, but no matter how precocious she is at her age, her knowledge reserves are not at that level, and it’s difficult for her to even beat the kindergarten.
As for me, I am almost the same as a stupid dog, so there is no hope for me.
After the adults explained everything one by one, she and I finally understood.
"No, no, it's really powerful," I was anxious, and quickly jumped to speak for Pingping, "It means that no one can beat me. My sister said that I was stupid and would be cheated by bad people when I went out, and she would protect me in the future."
We learned this word recently while watching TV.
The Science and Education Channel often broadcasts documentaries, and this week's show is about various buildings from the Chu and Qin dynasties. In the picture, the vast mountains are looming in the mist; as the terrain undulates, a corner of the incomplete pavilion barrier is paved with layers of red willows, reeds and gravel, standing in front of the desert boundary, which is very magnificent.
The host solemnly read:
"The king built a long wall on the mountain, stretching from the sea in the east to Jeju in the west, covering more than a thousand miles..."
"The ancient empire is about to rise, but the strategists in the distance are still unaware: the dangers and passes are all within, and there is no barrier outside the borders..."
We were lying in front of the TV. We couldn't understand anything, but we were all fascinated with it, our eyes shining, and we thought it was so cool.
After hearing my proper translation, Pingping nodded vigorously and immediately cooperated by straightening her chest and raising her head, making a brave gesture like a big sister.
(When we were young, including our parents’ generation, the most popular movies were Hong Kong movies like Young and Dangerous. Even the two of us couldn’t escape the temptation of being a big boss.)
She even tried to show off her non-existent biceps, just like what she saw on TV.
"It's not just Lanlan, Lanlan is just my first little brother." She said, her eyes shining, "In the future, mommy, daddy and other children can also join."
My mother was slightly startled, then she touched the hair of me and Pingping with relief and said, "It's the 'Ping' that means protection. It's a good name, with pride. But it sounds like someone who is prone to hardship."
Pingping smiled happily.
I confirmed again and again that I could not use the same name as my sister, and dejectedly decided to name myself Xu Ranxing.
"I don't like the name Lanlan either." I said, feeling aggrieved and confused, "I always get beaten when I call you Lanlan."
Xu Ping's eyes widened at the side: "Fighting each other doesn't count as getting beaten."
I also widened my eyes: "Then why do we fight each other?"
She was stunned, and thought about it seriously, "Yes," and after reflecting for a few seconds, she was a little puzzled, "I just always feel that Lanlan has done something bad to me, and it's annoying, I don't like it. Lanlan didn't apologize to me."
So, if you don't apologize, you really can't forgive. You can also apologize and not forgive. That's what my mother taught me. It seems that I should be beaten up.
I was convinced by her and felt that it made a lot of sense.
Well, I am ashamed to say, I am sorry. But you have already beaten Lanlan in the past, so you can’t beat Ranran in the future.
We two were very reasonable people, so we shook hands and made peace, and signed a peace treaty amidst our parents' laughter and tears.
The terms include but are not limited to: Ranran cannot turn back into Lanlan, otherwise she will be beaten. She must praise Pingping and like Pingping more every day. The snacks given by her parents are distributed fairly, so that I get one, she gets one, she gets one, she gets one, and I get one.
Although I didn't understand what was going on here specifically, and I felt that it was all very fair "one by one", but there seemed to be something strange, anyway, I agreed to it without thinking, and I felt that I had become a lot smarter, and I was immediately very excited.
In this harmonious and friendly atmosphere, father Xu Feng hesitated for a moment and said to mother Zhang Can:
"There's something I can't hide from you. That person found my contact information from somewhere. Xiao Yi isn't doing well. Do you want to go visit him once in a while?"
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