Chapter 1

In October, the cool autumn and autumn turned suddenly cold, and the cold winter of the year began again. Liu Sanniang thought that this year's reserves were enough, and then she could embroider at home all winter.

Liu Sanniang sat in the candlelight, and on the broad embroidery frame was the embroidery that had just begun. She slowly embroidered through the needle and thread, which was the only skill of her source of life.

She is 75 years old, her parents have already died, and the second brother died the year before last. The eldest brother is still there, three years older than her, and she is in good health. She is an old girl and has never married in her life.

My parents felt guilty and gave her all the money before death. My brothers and sisters in law also treated her very well and didn't mind my parents' decision.

Nieces and nephews often come to see her and send her some things.

But most of the time, she is still alone. Many of her former little sisters have lost contact and many have died.

It was quiet inside, and the sound of watchmaking came from outside.

"Watch out for fire and candle when the weather is dry."

"Dong! -- Dong!"

"Dong! -- Dong!"

"Dong! -- Dong!"

Three times, one fast and one slow, the sound is getting farther and farther, and then calm is restored.

Liu Sanniang slightly hooked her lips and continued to embroider in her hands.

In addition to some rumors in her youth, the second half of her life was really smooth. Before the age of 30, there were some matchmakers who wanted to marry her, all of whom were old Bachelors or widowers who had lost their wives and had a roomful of children.

She doesn't like it, and her parents don't like it.

Over the years, she has grown old.

She didn't marry. When she was young, she embroidered skillfully, and the money she earned was subsidized to her two brothers to support her family. She also loved her nephew and niece. Her efforts were not in vain. Her brother and sister-in-law treated her well, and her nephew and niece didn't forget to visit her when they grew up.

A few days ago, Erlang of the eldest brother's family came to see her with his grandson. That little fat man is really liked by everyone.

She gave xiaopangdun a few sweets. Xiaopangdun's eyes were bright. When he left, he was still reluctant to leave. He cried and refused to leave. Liu Sanniang comforted him and made it for him the next time he came. Xiaopangdun was reluctant to leave.

While recalling the past, Liu Sanniang embroidered.

Her mind became active and many things came to mind.

Until the sound of watchmaking came from outside.

"It's safe in the third watch."

"Dong! -- Dong Dong."

Three times, one slow and two fast, Liu Sanniang put down the embroidery in her hand, and there was a gentle smile on her face. For many years, she had never been so immersed in her own memories as tonight, so that she didn't hear the beating at any time in the next morning.

She took the crutch beside her, blew out the candle, and walked slowly towards the bed. She had lived in this home for decades and could walk with her eyes closed.

Lie down on the bed and cover it with a quilt. This is a new one she made this year. She was exposed to the sun a few days ago and it was extremely warm.

She closed her eyes, not sleepy, and she fell into memories again.

When she was a child, she was born white, and her mother liked her best. She praised her as like a dough, and she would be an official wife in the future.

The person who comes to marry after his 14th birthday is called more than one.

The scholar from Daliu Hutong came to marry him. The scholar, who is 15 years old and has passed the childhood, is preparing for the examination. She is not disgusted with this marriage, but one day, she saw him kicking at a stray cat, with a hideous face.

She was so frightened that she begged her mother for a long time before refusing the matchmaker's matchmaking.

The peddler of Xiaoliu hutong is said to be very skilled. He can earn dozens of liang of silver a year. He is a rich man.

But unfortunately, one day she and her mother went out to buy cloth, and happened to see the salesman coming out of the gambling house. His red eyes were frightening. His parents were wearing rags and patches, and they were crying bitterly.

This time, her mother refused the matchmaker before she begged

"Aunt Zu, woo woo... You haven't made sugar for tiger."

The child's cry interrupted Liu Sanniang's memory. She wondered where the cry came from. When she opened her eyes, the little fat man in her line of sight opened his big eyes and hung two lines of tears. Because there was no sugar to eat, she was very sad to cry. She was white and tender, and Liu Sanniang loved it.

Since she was old, she looked at everything vaguely. How could she have been so clear!

Before she went to coax xiaopangdun, she found something wrong, a lot of people!

Young, middle-aged and old people are crying.

Why are you crying?

Liu Sanniang saw her big brother.

The elder brother bowed down, clubbed his crutches and cried sadly. His snot and tears were all pasted on his gray beard.

Liu Sanniang inexplicably wants to laugh. She hasn't looked in the mirror for many years. Her eldest brother is like this. She must be very old and ugly.

Liu Dalang cried sadly, "Sanniang, don't worry. Go and get together with your parents and two younger brothers. Wait for your old brother in huangquan. Wait for your old brother to come, and our family will be reunited."

Liu Dalang couldn't stand. His two sons firmly supported him, and his two daughters-in-law wiped tears around each man.

All the people in the room were crying.

There are several young people who grew up watching Liu Sanniang, and they all cry bitterly.

"Aunt Zu, don't worry. My nephew will come to worship you every year. My nephew will never forget your kindness. Even if my nephew dies, my nephew's son and grandson will never forget you. Every Qingming Festival, I will write several bags for you."

"So are we. We all write bags for grandparents."

Liu Sanniang suddenly realized that she was dead

No wonder there are so many people in her small yard. No wonder her big brother is crying so sad.

Liu Sanniang smiled. She was not sad. She was 75 years old and had few illnesses in her life. She had no regrets in her life except that she was unmarried and lonely.

She did not suffer any torture and died in the memory of her sleep.

Liu Sanniang's eyes are getting darker and darker, and her consciousness is gradually disappearing

I don't know how long it took Liu Sanniang to hear the sound of "crackling". Such a sound made her ring out that there was once a big banana tree in the backyard of the old house. This is the sound of raindrops hitting the banana leaves every spring when there is a rainstorm.

With a creak, someone pushed the door and came in. Liu Sanniang felt that she had been shaken several times. A gentle voice came: "Sanniang, Sanniang, get up and drink some medicine before going to bed."

Wei's powerful arms helped Liu Sanniang up. Liu Sanniang opened her eyes and looked at the strange and familiar person in front of her. She was confused: "is this the yellow spring? Why is it not dark? How can I see my mother? My mother has been dead for many years."

She was a little confused. She remembered that this strange and familiar face was her mother, Wei Shi, who was in her youth.

"Ouch."

The forehead was knocked, and Liu Sanniang cried out in pain and covered her head.

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