let me look at you

Chapter 23 The Fate in the Palm (1)
There is a little fate between their palm prints.However, at that time, Ju Nian ignored the arrest-shaped broken lines that appeared near Venus Hill on his early noble line.

My aunt's house is actually at the foot of the mountain on the other side of the martyrs' cemetery.When Ju Chuan met Wu Yu, he made her go around in a big circle and walked to the opposite side.After this oolong of getting lost, Ju Nian firmly remembered the way back to his aunt's house.

Someone asked her, "Where do you live?"

Ju Nian said: "I live under the martyrs' tomb."

My aunt heard it, and she kept saying "bah" repeatedly: "Young talk is no limit, there is no limit to child's talk. You talk nonsense, a dead ghost lives under the martyr's tomb!"

In all fairness, my aunt and uncle treated me well in the New Year. They took in this unpopular child and gave her nothing less in life.

My aunt is a fat woman, and everyone says that my niece looks like my aunt, but Ju Nian doesn't look like her at all.Except for the eyes, everything on Ju Nian's face is small, but her aunt's facial features are more than one size bigger than hers.Ju Nian felt that when he got old, maybe one day he would become like his aunt.

Uncle is a very thin man, standing beside my aunt, he is not as tall as his wife in terms of height or size.Fat people look kind, thin people are the opposite.The uncle gave people an extremely gloomy impression, the law lines on his face were deep and severe, and he could hardly smile.The relationship between Ju Nian and his uncle is separated by a layer, and they were not close in the past. After living together, they are also very afraid of him.However, although my uncle is unfriendly, he is not enough to make things difficult for a little girl. Most of the time, he can't see Ju Nian in his eyes, he doesn't blame or care, and when he has to speak, his tone is cold.

What Ju Nian remembers most clearly is what my uncle said to himself, that is, when she first arrived at their house, my aunt took her to see her room.The room was tidy and clean, and Ju Nian didn't expect a warm paradise at first.However, when she opened the closet and was about to put her own clothes inside, she found that the closet was full of the little boy's clothes.

She was confused at first, but suddenly remembered, could these all be worn by the dead little cousin?

Ju Nian had never seen that poor cousin. One year before she was born, her cousin had an accident, but she had heard from the adults about the tragedy that year. The wheels ran over the small body, and the blood, flesh, and bones were rubbed together. Together, I can't tell the difference.Thinking of this, Xiao Ju Nian shivered in midsummer.

When she looked carefully at the room, there were photos of her cousin from one to three years old on the table, toys for her cousin in the drawer, and old comic books on the low stool by the bed. The place where he lives still looks like it was before his death. My aunt cleans it every day, but everything has been preserved.

Ju Nian hurried to smell the sheets on the bed. Fortunately, although they were not new, they smelled of washing powder and the freshness of sunlight.This small bed and quilt was also used by my cousin in the past?Maybe she was suspicious, she turned over the other side of the quilt, and saw a small blurred stain, which made her involuntarily think of blood, and shuddered.

At this time, my uncle opened the door and walked in, and said with a blank expression: "You live here. Don't move anything in the room. Remember?"

Ju Nian sat on the edge of the bed in panic.

"I know." She replied quietly.

In such a family, the aunt is the only person Ju Nian can rely on. After all, they are descended by blood and both are women.In the first days, my aunt was warm and caring for Ju Nian. That time when she got lost, my aunt almost burst into tears, and it was from the bottom of her heart.Ju Nian was very flattered by his aunt's greetings, and he didn't know how to take it well.

However, just like the host's hospitality, the guests are always enthusiastic when they first come, but after the guests stay for a long time, it becomes a problem.Who doesn't feel tired after the enthusiasm lasts for a long time?There is no filial son before the long sick bed.After living together for about a month, my aunt has gotten used to the existence of the orange year, just like getting used to a new chair at home. I just bought the chair and sat on it every day. A month has passed, and it is no different from other chairs.

Like my uncle, my aunt has many things to do to make ends meet.They are also the most ordinary people. Life is not easy. Isn't it a virtue that there is no way to be hardworking, frugal and kind?Ju Nian learned how to cook from his aunt, so he would prepare dinner every day when he came home from school, otherwise his aunt and uncle would be upset to see the cold stove when he came back.These orange years can be handled well, the food she makes is not delicious, but it can always be swallowed, and the two adults are not particular about food, as long as their stomachs are full, they don't need to be delicate.

The days are like a calendar on the window sill, yesterdays are torn off one by one.I heard that my younger brother was finally born in a certain country, and my parents got their wish. I haven't had a chance to go and see it in Ju Nian, so I don't know how my mother is doing now.Dad came here a few times to give my aunt living expenses, leaving a few catties of apples each time, and then left.The adults are all busy, and my aunt doesn't care about Ju Nian anymore. Also, Ju Nian is too quiet and law-abiding. She doesn't make trouble or act like a baby. She is a child with a low sense of presence.My aunt and uncle don't bother her much about her studies, and they can't help her. As for what the child is thinking, it doesn't matter.The few words spoken every day are nothing more than daily life.

"have you eaten?"

"Is the meal ready?"

"Go to sleep."

fair enough.Maybe it's easier in the orange year when my aunt and uncle are not at home.My aunt nagging, my uncle's face is always ugly, they always quarrel when they get together, and the next day they push the fruit cart out one after another, as if the previous quarrel did not exist.

The only thing that bothered Ju Nian was his aunt's loud voice.My aunt likes to lead Ju Nian in front of the neighbors, repeating over and over again how the child's parents can't take care of her, how she has done a great favor to her younger brother, and how difficult it is to raise a child. The implication is that the two of them How kind is the mouth.The neighbors had to say: "Old Liu's family, you are really good people, this child is lucky to meet you." Auntie was willing to end with satisfaction.

The aunts who live nearby always like to ask: "Ju Nian, will you repay your aunt when you grow up?"

Forced by "public opinion", Ju Nian had to answer again and again: "Yes, I will repay my aunt and uncle when I grow up."

She was grateful to her aunt's family, but she was embarrassed to say this.

My aunt's living expenses are all paid by my father, and I don't have a penny in Ju Nian.When she was growing up, the clothes would not fit very quickly. Whenever she tugged at the hem of the short clothes, she had to tell her aunt that she would buy new clothes for her.But after buying the clothes, my aunt would say in front of everyone again and again: "I don't know how much this child spent. But I can't make her suffer. You have to wear clothes. Who told me that I only have one younger brother?"

My aunt's mouth is a naturally formed megaphone.Loud and rich in content.Anything can be her talk.

"My orange year, when I was young, I couldn't keep up with my nutrition. I was about to graduate from elementary school, and my body looked like seven or eight years old. Girls from other families have come at this age, and this one in our family has not yet developed."

"At a young age, I already know how to spend money. This child, who has no worries about food and clothing, even asked me for pocket money that day, as if her father had given me some benefits."

"Reading and reading, you know how to read, and you know nothing else. Every girl, reading those messy books, will learn not to be serious sooner or later."

Speaking of which, my aunt is not really tired of Ju Nian, she has done good deeds, so she needs to tell everyone that some innocuous ailments of the child will enrich the conversation among the neighbors.Of course, none of this detracts from the fact that she raised Ju Nian, nor does it detract from the fact that she is a good person.

Ju Nian misses her aunt well, but at the same time she hates her aunt. In this regard, she is not a good child.She thought, when she grows up, she will repay her aunt and give her a lot of money, but she must stay away from her!

Wu Yu, Ju Nian would rather call him a little monk in his heart.But she didn't call out once.Both aunt and uncle don't like Wu Yu, Ju Nian can only keep a distance from him.

Wu Yu goes to school late, although she is one year older than Ju Nian, she is actually in the same class at school.Living in the same classroom every day, Ju Nian and Wu Yu can be said to be the most silent children in the class.It's just that Ju Nian's silence has a girl's Wenxiu, but Wu Yu's silence is going its own way and acting independently.What makes him different is not being arrogant and tyrannical, just like the son of a murderer that people imagine, but quietly doing what he wants to do.

For example, his strange bald head, for example, he insists on sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom, for example, he will stare at the ant nest for a long time alone, for example, he always goes home by himself after school.

There are still some friends in the Orange Year, even if they are not enthusiastic, they will not look like a different kind.But on the way home, she didn't have any other companions. For three whole years, from the third grade of elementary school to the graduation of elementary school, she always walked alone to her aunt's house with her schoolbag on her back. dangling.

They hardly ever say hello, and rarely take the initiative to overtake each other.Sometimes Ju Nian also walked along the path, and when she saw Wu Yu sitting in the haystack swinging his dogtail grass, or digging out the underground rat nest, she would go over to have a look.The two strange children may stand looking in the same direction, or they may squat together for something they are both interested in, but they are not good friends who grew up together, and even talking is rare.

Once or twice, Ju Nian dragged her unzipped schoolbag and walked around, without noticing that the homework inside fell out. Wu Yu picked it up, and when he passed by her, he stuffed it into her arms; There are also times when Ju Nian leaves the house late, and on the way to school, when he finds Wu Yu teasing the birds on the tree, he would grab his schoolbag and call out, "I'm late, run away!" .”

Because my aunt and uncle were doing business, they got up very early, and Ju Nian couldn't even sleep in. She got up before dawn, so she developed the habit of running in the morning.In the morning light, run around the sugarcane field, pass the bamboo forest path, reach the bottom of the steps of the martyr's tomb, and then return the same way.Wu Yu actually also ran, and their starting time gradually coincided, but Ju Nian always ran ahead of Wu Yu.She doesn't look back, but the familiar footsteps always follow her.

I don't know where my aunt heard the gossip. Once, she asked Ju Nian: "I heard people say that you are playing with Wu Yu? Are you running together in the morning? You have to be careful."

Ju Nian replied calmly, "No, there is only one way to run in the morning. We haven't talked much."

After graduating from elementary school, Ju Nian and Wu Yu entered No. 22 Middle School, a sheep-herding junior high school on the outskirts of the city.Ju Nian's younger brother has also grown to be three years old. The younger brother returned to his father with his mother and lived happily together.

(End of this chapter)