When I was a child, I was too weak to play with savage children. My mother also forbade me to run around and jump around with them. When I was a child, I never got into the habit of lively games. No matter where I was, I always talked nonsense. Therefore, the elders in my hometown all said that I looked like a gentleman, so they called me "Mr. E". After this nickname was called out, everyone knew that Mr. San's youngest son was called Mr. Qi. With the name of "sir", I can't help pretending to be "sir", and I can't follow the urchins. One day, I was "tossing copper coins" with a group of children at the entrance of my house. An older generation passed by and saw me. He said with a smile, "Does Mr. Zhu also throw copper coins?" "I listened to the blush of shame and felt too lost as a" gentleman "!
Adults encouraged me to pretend to be a gentleman, and I didn't have the ability and habit to play, and because I really like reading, I have never enjoyed the life of children's games in my life. Every autumn, my grandmother and I go to the field to "supervise the cutting". (The best field has no worries about floods and droughts, and the harvest is the best. The tenants invite the landowners to supervise the cutting and lay the millet, and the two families share it equally. I always sit under a small tree and read novels. When I was eleven or twelve years old, I was a little more lively, and I was with one? Students organized a drama class, made some wooden knives and bamboo guns, borrowed some fake beards, and acted in the village field. I often do literary works such as Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei; Only once did I do Shi Wengong, and I was shot down from my chair by an arrow from Hua Rong. This is my liveliest thing.
during these nine years (1895-194), I only learned two things: reading and writing. In terms of words and ideas, we have to lay a little foundation. But there is no opportunity for development in other aspects. Once in our village, "Dangpeng" (five villages in Badufan, called "five friends", and one village turns to be a Prince's Club every year, called "Dangpeng") to prepare for the Prince's Club, and someone suggested that I be sent to join the Kunqu Opera team in the former village to learn blowing sheng or play the flute. The elders in the clan objected, saying that I was too young to follow the prince around five friends. So I lost the only chance to learn music. For thirty years, I have never held a musical instrument, and I know nothing about music. I still don't know whether I have any talent for learning music. As for learning pictures, it is even more impossible. I often use bamboo paper to cover the lithographs of novel books and copy the heroic beauty in the books. One day, Mr. Wang saw it and got a big scolding. All the pictures in the drawer were found and torn up. So I lost the opportunity to learn to be a painter.
but these nine years of life, besides reading books, have given me a little training to be a man. At this point, my teacher is my loving mother.
every day at first light, my mother wakes me up and tells me to put on my clothes and sit up. I never know how long she has been sitting awake. Seeing that I was awake, she told me what I did or said yesterday, asking me to admit my mistake and study hard. Sometimes she tells me all the benefits of her father. She says, "You always have to follow in the footsteps of your father. I've only known this perfect man all my life. You should learn from him and don't lose his shares. (Falling stocks means losing face and making a fool of yourself. ) When she talks about sadness, she often tears. It was not until dawn that she put on my clothes and urged me to go to early school. The key to the school door is at Mr. Wang's house; I looked at the school gate first, then ran to my husband's house and knocked at the door. Sir, someone at home handed out the key from the door. I took it and ran back, opened the door and sat down to read a book. I was the first to open the school door in eight or nine days out of ten days. I didn't go home for breakfast until my husband came.
my mother is the most strict with me. She is a loving mother and strict father. But she never scolds me in front of others and hits me. I did something wrong, and she only looked at me. I saw her stern eyes and was frightened. She didn't teach me a lesson until I woke up the next morning. The crime was great. She waited until the night was quiet, closed the door, scolded me first, and then punished me, or knelt down, or twisted my flesh. No matter how heavy the punishment is, I will never cry. She didn't take it out on her son to make others listen.
One early autumn evening, I had dinner and played at the door, wearing only a vest. At this time, my mother's sister, Aunt Yuying, lived in my house. She was afraid that I was cold, so she took out a small shirt and told me to put it on. I refused to wear it. She said, "Put it on, it's cold. "I casually replied:" Niang (cool) what! I'm not even Lao tze. "I just said this sentence. When I looked up and saw my mother walking out of the house, I quickly put on my blouse. But she has heard this frivolous remark. When people were quiet at night, she made me kneel down and gave me a heavy punishment. She said, "How proud you are to lose Lao Zi! So you can talk! "She sat trembling with anger and wouldn't let me go? Go to sleep. I cried on my knees and wiped my tears with my hands. I don't know what germs I rubbed in, and then I suffered from eye diseases for more than a year. When doctors come and go, they can't always cure. My mother was so regretful and anxious that she heard that her eyes could be licked off with her tongue. One night, she woke me up and really licked my sick eyes with her tongue. This is my strict teacher and my loving mother.
at the age of 23, my mother became a widow and a stepmother in charge. The pain of this kind of life, my stupid pen can't write one over ten thousand. The family's finances are not well-off, and it is entirely up to the second brother to operate and dispatch in Shanghai. Eldest brother was a loser since he was a child. He smoked opium and gambled. When he got the money, he ran out. When he ran out, he went home to make suggestions. When he saw the incense burner, he sold it and took out the tin teapot. My mother invited our elders several times and set a monthly fee for him. But he is always short of money, and he owes money for cigarettes and gambling everywhere. There is always a big one in my home every New Year's Eve? Debt collectors, each with a lantern, sat in the hall and refused to go. Big brother has already avoided going out. The two rows of chairs in the hall are full of lanterns and creditors. My mother walked in and out, cooking the New Year's Eve, thank you? God, lucky money and other things, just as if I had never seen this person. In the middle of the night, the door was about to be closed, and my mother went out through the back door. A neighbor came to my house, and each debtor developed a little money. Only those who do good and evil and those who collect debts go out one by one with lanterns. After a while, Big Brother knocked at the door and came back. My mother never scolded him. And because it is New Year's Day, her face never shows any anger. I have spent this kind of Chinese New Year six or seven times.
eldest sister-in-law is the most incompetent and ignorant person, and second sister-in-law is a very capable and narrow-minded person. They often quarrel, but because of my mother's kind example, they have never openly scolded each other. When they make trouble, they just don't talk, don't answer, and put their faces down, which is ugly; When yisow is angry, her face turns blue and she is even more afraid of people. The same is true when they are angry with my mother. I didn't know this at first, and then I gradually learned to read people's faces. I gradually understand that the most disgusting thing in the world is an angry face; The dirtiest thing in the world is to show your angry face to others. This is worse than beating and cursing.
My mother is generous and good-natured, and because she is a stepmother, she is more attentive and tolerant of everything. Eldest brother's daughter is only one year younger than me, and her diet and clothes are always the same as mine. I have a little dispute with her, and I always suffer. My mother always blames me and asks me to let her do everything. Later, both the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law gave birth to sons. When they were angry, they beat and scolded the children to vent their anger. While beating, they scolded others with sharp words. My mother only pretended not to hear. Sometimes, she can't help it, so she quietly walks out of the door, or goes to sit at the neighbor's sister-in-law's house for a while, or goes through the back door to chat at the neighbor's house. She never quarrels with her two sisters-in-law.
When every sister-in-law gets angry, she often goes in and out for ten days and a half months, with a straight face, biting her mouth and beating and scolding the children to vent her anger. My mother only endured until the last day, and she had her own way. At the dawn of this day, she couldn't get up? , gently cry. She didn't scold anyone, but cried for her husband and herself, bad karma, and couldn't keep her husband to take care of her. When she cried first, her voice was very low and she began to cry out. I woke up and advised her, but she refused to live. At this time, I can always hear a door open in the front hall (the second sister-in-law lives in the east room of the front hall) or the back hall (the eldest sister-in-law lives in the west room of the back hall), and a sister-in-law walks out of the room and goes to the kitchen. Not long after, the sister-in-law knocked on our door. I opened the door and she came in with a bowl of hot tea and sent it to my mother? Before, persuade her to stop crying and invite her to drink some hot tea. My mother slowly stopped crying and reached for the tea bowl. The sister-in-law stood and advised for a while before quitting. There is not a word about anyone, and there is not a word about the angry face in the past ten days and a half months. However, everyone knows that the sister-in-law who makes tea is always the one who has been angry for ten days and a half months. Strangely enough, after this cry, there was at least a month or two of peace and quiet.
My mother is the kindest and gentlest to others, and she has never said anything that hurts her feelings. But sometimes she is also very strong and not subject to any personal insult. My fifth uncle is an idle ronin. One day, he complained in the tobacco shop that my mother always asked someone for help when she had something at home, and there was probably always something good for him. This sentence reached my mother's ears, and she burst into tears with anger. She invited several members of her family and called her fifth uncle. She asked him face to face what she had given someone. She didn't stop until Uncle Wu publicly admitted his mistake and made amends.
I lived under my mother's lessons for nine years and was deeply influenced by her. I left her when I was fourteen years old (in fact, I was only twelve years old and two or three months old). I have been alone in this vast sea of people for more than twenty years, and no one has ever controlled me. If I learn the slightest bit of good temper, if I learn a little bit of kindness towards others, if I can forgive and be considerate, I have to thank my loving mother.