On my wedding day, two crows fell on the ridge of the house, which was an ominous sign.
The matchmaker clung to my ear and said, when you get on the sedan chair, you have to cry. This is called tears from your mother.
I nodded and answered.
It was already dawn, and the suona sound of the welcome motorcade in the distance gradually came to my ears. I looked back at Ling Cuiping leaning on the door frame, and there was still no waves in my heart.
With a cigarette in her hand, she stared thoughtfully at my dowry on my desk, with a mixed expression. But I guess she wants me to marry as far away as possible.
As a child, I put filial piety first and put her out of her mind.
Therefore, I am not worried or annoyed, she means that I will marry, as for who the husband is, it is probably not that important.
I remember my father said before he died that there are always a few people you are willing to pay for him in his life, including life, can be given to him.
So I think, as a mother and daughter who depend on each other, Ling Cuiping can barely be counted as one.
Besides, there are some debts that I have to pay. .
My name is Chen Zitong. When I was born, the blind fortune-teller said that I was short of wood in the five elements, so Ling Cuiping racked her brains to read all the Tang and Song poems, and then came up with such a name.
Ci Haili said that Zitong as a medicine, bitter taste, Lesser Cold, non-toxic, seems to be quite in line with my destiny.
Of course, Ling Cuiping still loved me at that time, and my little twists and turns could make her busy.
When I was 7 years old, I had a high fever. My father went to town for a doctor at more than two o'clock in the morning. I remember very clearly that it was July 19, and it was raining cats and dogs outside the window.
He rode out the door on his motorcycle and never came back.
At dawn, I saw him for the last time in the hospital. He held my hand and said to me, "you have to go by yourself in the future. Dad can't accompany you."
Since then, Ling Cuilan and I have been dependent on each other and embarrassed each other.
She always felt that I had taken away her beloved and the most important person in her life.
Coincidentally, I think so, too.
When I was 12 years old, Ling Cuilan remarried, she needed a man to accompany her to support me, otherwise, I may not have a book to read, let alone have a future to speak of.
So sometimes I think it's true that she hates me and loves me, maybe it's also true!
After all, I am her only relative in the world. .
The welcoming motorcade has stopped at the door, and the matchmaker is urging me. I am sitting in my chair, sticking yellow to the mirror. In any case, this is my big day.
From then on, I became a woman. I just hope that man can treat me well.
When the good time came, I put on my head and was carefully hugged into my arms by a man who was a head higher than me.
I thought I should cry symbolically, so I pinched my thigh hard, maybe too hard, along with some past events, along with the pain passed on to my brain.
Then I couldn't stop my tears any longer.
I'm sorry, Li Weiran. I'm getting married. Thank you for loving me so much.
I'm sorry, Ling Cuilan, it was I who hurt my father and let your love wander away.
Now, it's my turn to pay my debts and step out this door. I hope we can settle our grievances and bless each other in the future. With the ebb and flow of the tide, I will light a bright lamp for the people I once loved, and bless them for the rest of their lives.
May my father have a spirit in heaven and forgive my unfaithfulness and unfilial piety.
In this life, to have an ordinary life, it is also the biggest in my heart.
Time is like a photo taken by Jing Hong. In a twinkling of an eye, it has been five years, and I have a child of my own.
My husband, a good businessman, can squeeze out time to accompany me and Xiao Bao no matter how busy he is. He said, he loves me, and I believe it.
So, I try to love him, too.
In early spring, when the new grass was green, I took Xiao Bao out for an outing. He is four years old and full of curiosity and exploration of everything, like a small animal who has just fallen into the world.
I looked at his running back, incomparable peace of mind, and happiness, no matter what he experienced in the past, now I can see him grow up day by day, I will be satisfied.
While meditating, Xiao Bao tripped over the football on the grass. I ran over quickly, but I was preempted by a man. He picked up Xiao Bao and smiled warmly at the corners of his mouth.
However, the deep scars on his face still frightened the child.
Xiao Bao broke free and burst into my arms in tears.
But my eyes can no longer leave half an inch from this man, nor can I describe the sudden waves in my heart.
He asked me in a gentle tone, like many days before, Chen Zitong, how are you?
I was at a loss, and the past was like a flood that burst the dike, drowning me in the dribs and drabs of the past. I really want to rush over, slap him hard, and then scold the bastard.
But when I called out the name Li Weiran at that moment, only tears burst out from the corners of my eyes, blooming sadly in broad daylight.
Life is like a dream. Fourteen years have passed. .
When I was a freshman in college, Li Weiran chased me and we got together without much effort.
Because to some extent, he reminds me of my father, I feel more warm than ever before, and the good things in my life have something to do with him.
As far as I know.