Aunt Zhao's happy life

On sunny days, Aunt Zhao would often turn out her clothes to dry in the sun, and Jia Zheng sighed: "I think back then, you had all kinds of fashionable skirts and jackets, matched with your beautiful face, not to mention how beautiful it is! Now look, how can there be a decent dress! When I bought a field house, I should have brought your clothes out for storage. At that time, I didn’t know that everything would come so fast!”

Aunt Zhao said: "Why, I don't have good clothes and I'm old, so I'm not beautiful?"

Jia Zheng laughed and said, "How come, you will always be the cutest and most handsome Rui'er in my heart!"

But when it comes to the clothes she once loved, no matter how cold-hearted a woman is, she can't help being sad.Aunt Zhao said: "You once gave me a chrysanthemum-pattern top. When I was in Nanchang, everyone turned their heads when they saw it! There is also a pleated Ruyi moon skirt, which is light and slim to wear. Hey, I don’t know. It was stolen and fell into the hands of some little hooves!"

Jia Zheng said: "And the cloaks I gave you. When it snows, you put them on, just like the people in the painting! All the money in my hand has been traded to Huan'er. This kid should pay back the money." Give it to me, I'll add some new clothes for you! Now he doesn't need this little money, you didn't see him wishing to buy new clothes for his wife every day!"

Aunt Zhao spat: "How old is Qing Ge, and how old am I? Can a mother-in-law compare her beauty with her daughter-in-law? Now I can just be a grandmother with peace of mind, and it doesn't matter what I wear."

Jia Zheng acted as if he hadn't heard, so he went to Jia Huan to ask for money that night, and the next day he went to buy clothes for Aunt Zhao.When he got home, Jia Zheng carried the bulging baggage to his room like a thief. Aunt Zhao opened it, amused and angry at the same time: "I'm already old, what did you buy? This kind of fireworks Luo skirt, thin Luo robe, what do I look like wearing? Look at this Yang Fei-colored makeup dress, this bright yellow floral skirt, won’t people laugh to death when I wear it? People will call me an old fairy, Disrespecting the old!"

Jia Zheng said: "So what? You are a little girl in my heart. If I say suitable, I will be suitable. If I say good-looking, I will look good! Take a closer look, there are still good things underneath!"

Aunt Zhao took out her new clothes and put them on the bed, only to find that there were still a few small cloth bags at the bottom of the bag, which contained rouge, powder, eyebrow powder, incense, etc., because of a smile, she said: "Our family in the suburbs lives in a circle. They are civilians, you let me, an old lady, dress up beautifully and draw eyes and eyebrows, how can I go out, I will be poked and scolded for being immodest!"

Jia Zheng said: "Your son is the master of Juren, and your grandson is General Suiyuan. Who dares to say you? If you can't, you can show me the clothes and dress up in the room! Come on, let me draw your eyebrows again. Back then I don’t know if my foundation is still there!”

Aunt Zhao scolded him, tried on the clothes one by one, then sat in front of the mirror obediently and let Jia Zheng draw her eyebrows for her.The two of them faced each other, eyes to eyes, and Aunt Zhao stretched out her hand to touch Jia Zheng's cheek: "Look how old you are, wrinkled like a walnut! Your eyes were so beautiful before, why are they drooping now? That's it? There's only so much hair left!"

Jia Zheng held Tongdai in one hand and Ruier's chin in the other: "God is so unfair, why did you let me grow old alone? Look at my Ruier, it's still so delicate and tender. It is watery, and there is no wrinkle on the face! You must have eaten the elixir!" Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "Don't lie to me, you can't see the mirror when you look at me, I have become an old woman in recent years!"

While talking, Jia Zheng gently embraced Aunt Zhao: "Rui'er, although we have experienced such ups and downs, it is miserable enough to land in the countryside now, but I am very satisfied. How many people envy us now?" Come on! Living with you, I don't think it's enough to live to be a hundred years old, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"In the past few generations in our family, men have not lived very long. My father has not lived to my age! I am afraid that one day he will suddenly go to the underworld and leave you alone! But then again, you have a ring Er, Laner is also a good boy, so you should not worry. For some reason, I am always worried about you!"

Aunt Zhao said with a smile: "Why did you say this suddenly? Don't you remember that I said it when I was young? You are gone, and I will not live alone. The children are all grown up, and there are people who are in charge of the house. I will follow you What are you afraid of!"

Jia Zheng covered her mouth: "Don't say such words! I won't allow you to do such a stupid thing!"

Aunt Zhao said angrily: "You brought it up yourself, don't let me say it the other way around!"

There were also times when Jia Zheng and Aunt Zhao went to sit at the homes of those friends from that day, chatting about the old days and drinking some tea.Aunt Zhao said: "Everyone brings a teenage maid, a little diva, and you bring an old woman, or a serious lady, to show her face!" Jia Zheng said, "Yes, why didn't I think of that? Don't come next time, I'll find a few little singers to follow, so that you don't let a majestic lady come out!" Aunt Zhao punched him: "Damn old man, you dare to try!"

Jia Lan had his own mansion, and came to pick up his grandparents to live with him several times, but Jia Zheng always refused to go, he said: "Let Baochai and his wife go and enjoy the blessings, we are used to being comfortable here, so we won't go! Baochai said, "I'm useless when I go, and I'll take care of all the accounts here!" Jia Lan said, "Well, I can ask Uncle Huan to come to you at any time for account reconciliation."

Baochai said, "I still want to be filial in front of my parents-in-law!"

Jia Lan said: "None of you will come with me. Outsiders will only say that I am heartless and ungrateful, and I don't care whether my family lives or dies!"

Aunt Xue said with a smile: "That's fine, the house is full of people now. It's not good for us to be crowded. If you want to come to Lang Ge'er's house, it's spacious, it's not bad for the two of us." Baochai had no choice but to agree.

Jia Huan's children grew up gradually, and the family gradually hired many maidservants and errand runners. In addition, they saved a lot of money and bought another house in the city.Jia Zheng refused to go as usual, and Jia Huan said angrily: "You don't go to Lan'er's place. After all, you don't go to my place after a generation. Did I offend you? Is my wife unfilial? Or are my children too noisy? ?”

Jia Zheng said: "We are old, and we are in the way wherever we go. Why bother?"

Jia Huan said: "What are you talking about? What a blessing it was when the old lady was here! The whole family revolves around her, that is a family with seniority and inferiority! Now we live in a big house, You and my mother live in a small shabby house in the suburbs, and I can't take care of you for a while, how can I feel at ease!"

Jia Zheng said: "Then let me tell you the truth. Your mother was sold to Rongguo Mansion as a slave since she was a child. There were rules everywhere. She didn't want to live in the Shenzhai compound at all, so we didn't go to Lan'er. In [-], we lived the life of ordinary people, and she was very happy. The self-sufficient life of a small household was what she had been longing for since then. , It’s been a long time since I was in poverty, and now I don’t lack anything. It can be said that I am very rich. Living here is not only unrestricted, but also has enough sources of income. What are you worried about? When you are free, take your children with you at any time Come and live here! We also have quite a few caring people who have been with us for half our lives, so there is nothing to worry about!"

Jia Huan was speechless, so he had to agree to let his parents live first.

There is no Baochai mother and daughter, and there is no Jia Huan family. The small house has become the nest of Jia Zheng and Aunt Zhao. The old Zhenmo, Ruyan, Changsheng, and Fugui are still there. Everything seems to have returned to Nanchang. when the government.

The few old people no longer need to ask for it from outside, and they are no longer asked by the outside world. The small world seems to be isolated from the world.The vegetables grown by themselves in the yard were too much to eat, not to mention that Jia Lan and Jia Huan sent people to send rice and money at every turn.

Ruyan and Changsheng have no children since the loss of their son. The two of them guarded Jia Zheng and Aunt Zhao diligently. In their free time or when they meet together, their eyes and smiles warm each other.

As for Zhenmo and Fugui, one has never been married in his whole life, the other has never married a wife in his whole life, the other said that he would rather die than look down on this kind of man, and the other said that he would rather die than this kind of woman. The most timely help and the most solid support for each other.They say that they are just acquaintances, and they just want to be a couple of acquaintances in their whole life.

Aunt Zhao planted flowers on the windowsills at the base of the wall, and she liked to catch fish and shrimps with her two old sisters, dig some wild vegetables, and make some clothes and tablecloths by hand. Facing his own yard, he was in a daze, holding a cup of tea and a book.On nights when the moon was white and the wind was clear, he occasionally took out the guqin to play a piece, but the other five people didn't understand it anyway.He sometimes hangs books, and Aunt Zhao moves his cloth shoes for him to dry while checking which book is broken or falls off and needs to be repaired.Sometimes Jia Zheng couldn't write the second half of a poem for a long time, and Aunt Zhao sang a southern tune, and he was even more lost in love, but he caught a glimpse of a few petals floating in the cup, and his wife was scrambling for dinner in the kitchen. ...

As she got older, Aunt Zhao often slept until midnight with leg cramps and slapped Jia Zheng on the back. Jia Zheng sat up with his eyes closed and gave her a massage, and she recovered, but he still snored like thunder.Jia Zheng felt sore and weak, and Aunt Zhao would quietly ask him to take a bath with mugwort leaves.Aunt Zhao became forgetful, and said the same words countless times, always thinking she hadn't said it yet. Jia Zheng laughed at her for being out of her mind, but every time she praised her as if she had just heard it.Jia Zheng became stubborn and naive, and often lost his temper over trivial matters. Aunt Zhao always said that he deserved a beating, but she always coaxed him with soft words.

After decades together, she understands him best, so she loves him.He loved her the most, so he followed her.Prosperity and wealth become clouds, children and grandchildren have their destiny, their life trajectory, relatives and friends gather and disperse impermanently, only him, only her, like the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon are eternal, as if, she is born there, she will love him , will always love.It was as if he was born there, would never disappear, and would always surround her.