"When you were a kid, you weren't like you are now. You still bothered me? Back then, you wanted me to follow you every step of the way.
You don't remember anything.
I took you to visit your Aunt Wang's home behind the house. I was walking in front and when I turned around, I almost fainted from fright.
You pointed your little finger at the old cow and shouted, "Old cow, old cow," which made the old cow angry.
I watched with my own eyes as the old bull pushed you up into the air. Oh my God, you were flying.
Fortunately, the daughter-in-law of the Sui family is a lazy woman. The manure pit is right at the door, so you just jump in and leave.
I almost lost my shoes just to save you. I was afraid you would choke, which would have been the end of you.
I'll fish it out and carry it home to you, throw it on the kang and strip it naked. It's freezing cold in the early autumn, and the whole house stinks."
Bi Yue...
"Ever since then, your father has had an aversion to cesspools.
Doesn't your school make us pick up dung balls in the winter and dig toilets during holidays?
Your dad is not going to do it. You say a kid is supposed to clean the toilet? If he steps on something bald, he'll fall down and get banged up. He's actually causing trouble for others.
Whenever the school assigned him a task, he would pick up a shovel and go to work.
Whatever happens, you and Dacheng are good at studying. Your father and I have always been envied by the villagers for this.
You wrote about Lei Feng as a good role model, the little sisters of the grassland, etc., and wrote down your thoughts after listening to them. In class and at school, you usually don't say a word, but when you go on stage to speak as a representative, your little mouth chatters away, and the teacher praises you when he sees your father.
A two-cent pencil. Once your father was praised by the teacher, he would buy you pencils and take you home to sharpen them using saw blades.
You two are always praised, so your father and I do our best to provide for you.
I gritted my teeth and provided for you all to get into college.
We don’t have firecrackers at home, but we should have set off firecrackers that day.
Oh, when I think about those..."
Liu Yafang paused as she spoke. How could she be so amazing? She blinked rapidly, blinking away the tears that suddenly welled up in her eyes, and mumbled:
"The confession has come out."
Bi Yue was silent.
Liu Yafang covered her daughter's feet, which had already been warmed up, tightly with a quilt, got out of bed quietly, and then carefully put on a cotton jacket and left the house in the dark.
The moment the door closed, Bi Yue sniffed and rubbed her face with her pajamas sleeve.
Later, she really fell asleep and had no idea when her father came back. Her mother even cooked noodles for her father and Chen Cuiliu in the middle of the night.
She was sleeping soundly.
She dreamed of her grandmother whom she had never met, her grandfather, her parents, her uncle, and the three of them.
A bungalow made of adobe, with a kang and a small square table. The family gathered together, lit candles during a power outage, and chatted in the dark.
Early the next morning, Bi Yue did not sleep in. She wore the tattered cotton-padded jacket that she had almost thrown away, with her head and neck wrapped like a mummy, and swept the yard with a broom.
The light snowflakes were still falling, and Bi Yue was working hard.
Especially the path leading to the kitchen, Bi Cheng's room, and her room. She not only swept it clean, but also used a shovel to shovel away any ice... (To be continued.)
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