The cold wind howled outside the window, and the heavy rain pounded hard on the door frame.
The crackling sound is very annoying.
In the dim yellow light, the quarrel became more and more intense.
"boom!"
The table was violently overturned to the ground, green soup splashed everywhere, and a piece of green vegetables fell on Yang Jianguang's face.
Yang Jianguang numbly brushed the green vegetables off his face and just looked at everything in front of him quietly.
There was a loud bang in the sky.
A flash of white light suddenly made the scene in the hall bright and conspicuous.
I saw my mother crying while riding on my father's body, holding on to my father's hair.
"Yang Dazhi, you are a man who has been stabbed a thousand times! You are so capable, you can beat me to death!"
"Forget it if you die, how can you live your life?"
"How can we live our lives?"
The mother cried desperately, her long hair was messy and scattered, and her nose and tears were stained with the hair on her forehead.
My father didn't speak, he just pursed his lips and tried to open his mother's hand with his face flushed.
What a familiar scene!
Yang Jianguang's eyes were inexplicably moist. He stayed where he was as always, watching his parents' struggle.
It was like the most common scene in his childhood memory, but it made his mind feel abnormally distorted.
For a moment, Yang Jianguang couldn't tell whether it was reality or a nightmare.
He just stood there blankly, his expression becoming more and more painful, and he did not step forward to separate the two people.
The mother picked up the yellow rubber shoes and used them as a weapon to hit his father's yellow rubber shoes. Suddenly, she accidentally hit his face and the pain caused Yang Jianguang to wake up with tears streaming down his face:
He really went back twenty years ago!
That era when poverty was deep into the bones!
For as long as I can remember, Yang Jianguang's family has been one of the poorest families in the entire nearby Yang Village.
When I was ten years old, my father came back from the city on a relative's motorcycle and ran over a drunkard who was sleeping on the roadside in the middle of the night.
This accident emptied their fortune and left them with a huge debt.
The drunkard's family members blocked the door, but his mother led him on his knees from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. He knocked on all the relatives' doors with bare feet overnight, and finally collected the money to compensate.
After being released from detention, my father contracted more paddy fields and planted more rice. He left home earlier and came home later than any other family in the village.
It was also from that time that in the summer, other people's children could hide at home, eat popsicles, watch TV and play red and white machines.
In the summer, when the temperature was over 30 degrees Celsius at noon, and the water in the field was so hot that it scalded his feet, Yang Jianguang could only put layers of mud on his face and hands, and in the midst of his mother's scolding, he removed the mud from the frame.
The seedlings are planted deeply in the field.
The rescued father's personality changed drastically. Not only did he become addicted to smoking and drinking, but he also became addicted to gambling.
In fact, decades later, Yang Jianguang still couldn't figure out why his father worked so hard when he went out early in the morning and came back late at night. He was reluctant to eat or wear clothes, but he was willing to spend money after money on the gambling table.
If Yang Jianguang's mother hadn't tightly controlled the family's money from selling rice, I'm afraid his father would have even used the money to gamble when he lost.
From the beginning to the end, Yang Jianguang felt that his father was a bad person.
Even the people at the gambling table, the people who are willing to lend money to the villagers for gambling, all have a bad word!
If it weren't for the fact that his father really loved him even though he was a rotten person, and would occasionally bring a few kilograms of meat back to replenish his mother's health when he won money, Yang Jianguang could be said to have no feelings for his father!
The hard-earned money throughout the year. I am not willing to part with food or clothing. In addition to meeting some living expenses, all the remaining money must be used to pay off debts!
How can such a person have the nerve to gamble with money?
Including the fight between the two this time, Yang Jianguang knew that it was because he was caught playing cards again by his mother, and the quarrel turned into a fight with each other.
This is a family full of holes. Even Yang Jianguang has always believed that under such circumstances, it is a surprising result that his mother did not divorce his father.
The quarrels and even fights between the two because of money have become the most familiar scene in Yang Jianguang's eyes.
And Yang Jianguang knows very well that this situation will not change in the next few years or even until he graduates from college.
Later, my mother became pregnant with her second child. Because she didn't take care of her well during pregnancy, she almost didn't survive the birth.
Later, I contracted hepatitis B due to overwork.
My father's head turned gray overnight. He sold blood and land, but he could not get enough money for a bed.
Poor people cannot afford any disease, let alone hepatitis B, which is difficult to treat and is expensive.
In my memory, it was precisely because I had no money for surgery that my mother’s health gradually progressed to the late stage of hepatitis B.
The poorer you are, the humbler you are!
The poorer you are, the more miserable your life will be!
Because of poverty, he didn't wear new clothes for three years in high school. He even ate only steamed buns and pickles brought from home every day, and was ridiculed by his classmates.
When you are poor, you will not be pitied by others. On the contrary, you will only become a joke to others!
Because of this environment, Yang Jianguang studied hard, got into a good university, worked part-time, and finally managed to survive.
He borrowed money to buy a house in the county town, worked day and night to pay off the mortgage, worked his way up, and finally managed to take root in this small county town.
But even after paying off the mortgage, starting a family, and having a stable life, Yang Jianguang still has no sense of security and is trying every means to make money.
I’m really scared of being poor!
Only those who have been truly poor will know how terrifying it is to have no money.
Even when he grew up, Yang Jianguang didn't think there was anything worth remembering at home.
There is only one kind of happiness, a kind of deep happiness, that he finally climbed out of the quagmire of extreme poverty!
But Yang Jianguang never thought that he would return to this place again in such a way and experience the despair of the past again.
He looked at his parents who were still struggling with each other in front of him, and suddenly laughed like crazy, laughing so hard that he almost shed tears.
This laughter caused the parents to suddenly stop fighting and look at each other.
The mother's sobbing stopped, and she whispered worriedly. "Jian...Jianguang, what's wrong with you?"
But Yang Jianguang didn't respond. He laughed and rushed out of the hall, into the pouring rain outside, and sat down on the mud in the yard.
At this moment, tears mixed with rain kept dripping on him, and he slapped the ground crazily.
one time.
Two times.
Looking at the dark sky, Yang Jianguang just wanted to cry loudly and accuse this God,
Why, why should you let him go back to this moment, back to this painful time?
Having experienced this pain of poverty to the core once, Yang Jianguang would never experience it a second time!
When her mother saw this, she immediately became anxious and shouted outside the house. "Jianguang, we won't fight anymore. We'll be back soon."
The father was also frightened. He pushed his mother away and rushed out of the house to pull Yang Jianguang who was sitting in the water.
"Jianguang, get up quickly and come back quickly. We won't fight anymore. We won't fight..."
The mother ignored the rain and threw herself on Yang Jianguang to pull him away.
Yang Jianguang grinned stupidly. It was unclear whether it was pain or despair. His thin body was shivering uncontrollably in the rain, but he still stubbornly sat in the muddy water.
The mother couldn't pull Yang Jianguang several times, and instead sat down on the ground. She looked at the desperate and painful Yang Jianguang in front of her, and her red and swollen eyes fell down, falling on her patched clothes.
"What evil did I commit in my previous life?"
The father's face was filled with tears at some point. He cried and hugged the mother and son who were lying on the ground, murmuring. "It's me who's sorry for you. It's me who's sorry for you. It's me..."
"Boom!"
In an instant, the inside and outside of the courtyard suddenly became like daylight.
In just a short moment, a family of three hugging each other and crying appeared briefly, and then disappeared into the dark rain.