Pozi my deaf grandmother

Grandma was deaf at the age of forty. Deaf Old Woman who called her town. One said that four guns in the Whampoa Military Academy graduates make Grandma proud of the second uncle, the Sun Yat-sen led the expedition on the expense of Chen; said to be in Chiang Kai-shek 'four. Twelve' purge, he was blue clothes secret club sacks sink into the Pearl River at the end. In short, two uncle's death is a fatal blow to the grandmother, she had a serious illness, people did not die, but came to a hearing loss sequelae.
Grandma was young woman of great beauty, she was his grandfather's second wife. Grandpa is doing business, opened a pawn shop, this industry has earned no losses, so the grandmother generous calm. Suzhou is often arrayed her dresser or fat gouache marriage in Thailand, my grandmother's romantic that time the streets of the town are rumors. We can see a child, but her grandmother's bed hung a glass bottle with castor oil, grandmother gray hair and back of the head like a big mushroom hair knot, are used castor oil, impeccably shiny shiny. Although over seventy, not bent and bent, no Laoyanhunhua. Voice is still crisp, such as piano.
We do not know how much Tony grandmother talking points to moderate. That light can not hear her, and said heavy thought it was called her, she stamped the hands of the mangosteen heavily crutches, do not speak do not eat a fit of anger, petty bag one. We do not bother to go to her. Mother met and ultimately gives us some rebuke, saying that our behavior is wrong with the elderly do not understand deafness, but also wrong in not understanding and respect for their own grandmother. Said the mother, grandmother decades ago, the town suffered great catastrophe on the run That way his father died, my grandfather was born, but the tears do not dry, not scattered clouds of terror following the first wave of folks coming back to rebuild their homes. Manage to build a town in person, this unique wooden pillars of the car Prey board room. Gouache hand side was a woman, and had a baby, easy Mody, so you should respect and love her grandmother. Mother of eight children born one after another, the father in the far north to be a village teacher in rural areas, salaries are small, often eaten at home but not under the Dayton Dayton, grandmother struggled with us through the four seasons, year after year.
We are most afraid of and hate Grandma Flanagan mangosteen denominated. We are still in a dream early in the morning grandma came to the bed, gently tapping with a stick our ass; lazy Sleepy, sun ass, and get up to go to school. Can not afford another lazy with her walking stick to gently poke with a blunt ass eyes, forcing us to get up. Many times we Beiqishubao school, the sun does not climb. Once I hid my grandmother's walking stick, like a lost soul like she was anxiously looking over the world., Arrest us one by one to questioning, we have entered into a conspiracy of silence earlier, said they do not know. In fact, the board straight club well connected grandmother reciting the body, and without crutches help, not worthwhile just the right one mangosteen, stick their hands all day, and sometimes carries it pointing toward the mother. Later the mother told me to stick back to her grandmother, mother, and ultimately, the meal has been reprimanded. Said the mother of good and evil measuring stick is a size, character and mettle is the identity of her grandmother. Next to the mother told us that the root origin of the mangosteen crutches.
Liberation. Once the town to open the General Assembly, sitting on the rostrum short hair and several leading eye. Short hair is my eye door neighbor. Father had salt smuggling trafficking. Short hair grew lazy eye as gambling, such as life, often borrowing to gamble with his grandmother, took the family business gambled eve of the liberation, even a wife can not afford to marry, , made a beast to want to go to the little nun rape odoratum Um. Result has been poor, became poor after the liberation of working people, suddenly became cadres. Beginning of the meeting venue shortly grandmother came, she stood before the podium nodded upward bend line etiquette, people called her the bulk of Koyo ten Yuan. See the above person is my grandmother, are respectfully to her uncle's pensions explained that two things they will reflect to the above, will be Yikusitian tonight. Grandma deaf hear, or the number of standing there bow frequently. Eye bumbling short hair came in front of the ear hole Grandma to scare the atmosphere hoarsely said, 'your house is the second sub-Ming Communist Party, the KMT has not figure out what you want to bulk Yuan, back to your home, not to disrupt the conference. 'This sentence grandmother heard that quite well. This sounds the most familiar, and she saw the eye is short hair, straight Shangcuan anger, just the front of the old gentleman Chen Erye have roots mangosteen cane, according to her grasping ass short hair to dry eye two erupted, then shouted: 'You bet cubs, Koyo did not owe me twenty also, who do not know you was a heap of stinking dog feces, my house is child-ming such people pointing at you you, the home is you, you are not qualified sitting on top keep up appearances. 'This is really a ripple. Yikusitian eye may become short hair deeds reprove the various voices. Town have their own criterion of truth, Grandma was happy they both erupted. Chen Erye to the grandmother said, you said we want to say and not say, you play well you keep this crutch, be regarded as a reward for all of us to you. Grandma can not afford to refuse to accept Chen Erye this crutch. Difficult to commit gross outrage short eyes, the higher the review shortly after being dismissed for the people.
Second collection of Grandma's room uncle read many books. With a box filled with rattan, containing her mood. Classical masterpiece [Red], [Three Kingdoms], Marx [Capital], [Chairman Mao's [Xinmin colonialism theory], see who listen to her study and who gave a reward. Then I read in third grade, too grandmother gave the three books, hard to read. But my heart very happy. Ordinarily Grandma's castor oil, wiping her first luxury property, money is always the province, and sometimes did not run into kerosene lamps, she not hesitate to contribute out of cotton core Article twist to do castor oil lamp light for us to learn. She quietly waiting for the side from time to time with the silver dial the first hairpin bright lamp, carefully lit to call our young hearts.
I was admitted to primary school secondary school in Hainan. Grandma happy to cover her three decades of blanket I put on, the mother does not agree, saying that seventy-year-old grandmother, and also suffers from rheumatism in the winter can not do without blankets. Grandma says the sea imports other end in the far north, and the proximity to the sea, the cold side than us. Say what can not let the cold tomb children suffer in the cold over there. Mother would like to say anything, she stamped his cane angrily mangosteen; you do not love your son, but I want to love my grandchildren, I do not believe the winter I will be able to freeze to death, I baked pots charcoal line Mody. . 'Stubborn grandma cried the mother, grandmother and handed his mother a handkerchief printed with a small plum she cried, her grandmother was not a tear, just a sigh of imported gas, said:' If in the past to open a pawn shop, we would be so difficult Mody. '. In fact, Grandma has already started this quilt not elastic, hard and like Zhang leather, and has an unpleasant taste of castor oil, is difficult to keep warm, and can be fumigated with Grandma warm above body temperature and hot that fire.
Seventy-year-old grandmother passed away. Students did not, what disease did not have any medicine. The dark night, the silence of the night, after dawn and then did not hear her walking stick Tap Flanagan mangosteen Benedict's voice. She lay in bed, face yellow wax has remained thin and elegant beauty. Grandma is the strength of long-term poverty cleared failure died of malnutrition. Encoffining sister when she wanted to comb some of the white silky jasmine oil, the mother does not agree with her tears, castor oil, gently comb the silver-haired grandmother, a comb to comb the heartbreak of another fast to breathe. Why do not jasmine oil, I still could not realize the reason the mother insisted on doing this.
Grandma went away. Thirty years later. That Grandma pierced ears against the severity of moderate voices, Tap Flanagan mangosteen stick stamped Benedict to the voice of the earth, often made me wake up in the dream.