My neighbor!

2022-06-07 0 By

It was summer when eldest sister moved in.When I came home from work that day, I found that the house next to mine had a new owner, a tall, thin woman, busy inside and outside the house, the revolving figure, has been jumping in front of my eyes.Again normal but a scenery, I lift step forward, turned to open the door of their own.On weekends, I do not have the habit of sleeping in, always like the kind of morning that is refreshed by night, which I think is a fresh and quiet, but also like the brief cool.I walked out the door, next to spread the hua hua of water, looked around, and new neighbors door pick up a water tap, and a square pool, thin tall woman is taking a lot of clothes, she stood up and drain in a minute, salvage bowl clothes dry after a while, and into the room with hangers, ran to the floor in front of the cool clothes…A lot of clothes, not much effort all on the shelf.Then, she put the home slippers, sports shoes, cloth shoes, leather shoes…About twenty pairs, big and small, were carried out into the sun by the side of the road.Then, from the room to take out a stainless steel bracket, frame in front of the floor in the sun, the family quilt, mattress, sheet, quilt cover, mat one by one all out, and finally moved a chair, put the pillow flat on……Looking at her busy in busy out, MY heart not by her thumbs up – thrifty good woman.Noticing that I was looking at her, she laughed and said, “The first-floor apartment is so damp. I’ve only lived there for a week, and I feel a layer of fog on the floor.””Yes, especially during the rainy season, the room is more damp, so we should seize the opportunity to dry it in the sun,” I smiled back….In this way, I became familiar with Elder sister Wang.She is jiangsu Qidong person, give birth to have a daughter, the university already graduated, her husband works in a decoration company.A family of three has been working in Shanghai for many years. At present, she is cleaning in a unit and has a day off every week.On a sunny day off, she is more tired than if she had not rested.On weekends, I also have the habit of drying bedding, which is good, Sister Wang came, the two of us holding the quilt every time to run to the front of the building, has become a unique scenery in the community, next to the Shanghai old aunt every time to see will say: hard drying ah, the weather is good.In the middle of the house that Sister Wang and I rented, there was another room, which was always closed, and the owner of the room was hardly visible.Sister Wang asked me curiously, “The people living in this house are very strange. Sometimes they can hear voices in the room, but they don’t come out all the time. Do they not eat or cook?”Answer to the question of the Wang Dajie I keep silence, because from I lived three years, know about the owner of the house is almost zero, I only know that is a more than 30 – year – old woman, a few figure, one meter five fat, long hair, there are ten centimeters high heel, but every day I on my class, for she did not have any research interest.Unfortunately, after several visits from strange men, I learned something about her, even if I didn’t want to.Once, after dinner, I went out for a walk. As I passed her door, it opened with a crash. A man of medium build, about fifty, came out, said goodbye to her, pulled the door shut, got into his car and drove away.At that time, I thought it was her husband. I thought the couple were quite good, living quietly and quietly in the community, not being bossy with others.After several more meetings, the man disappeared.Then he turned into another man, he looked like he was in his forties, he looked like he was about five feet tall, and he was driving a car, and it would stop sometimes for a night, sometimes for an hour, and like the first man, I saw him several times and then he disappeared.The third man, who looked like a delivery man or a network cable man, was younger than the other two. He was riding a battery cart and carrying a large bag. He pulled the door shut as soon as he entered her room…I don’t need to go on about it…I have never satisfied elder sister Wang’s curiosity. I have never been interested in the affairs of my family.Conversations with her were mostly about the weather, eating, grocery shopping, and laundry.Sometimes I heard her talk about her daughter. For example, she said that her daughter did not sleep at night, did not get up in the morning, was picky about food, was too tired and wanted to take part in the postgraduate entrance examination…I don’t like to chat with people before these household chores, think that it is a housewife and old aunt things, but talk to Wang Dajie, suddenly I found that it’s a bit simple is a kind of happiness, let a person relaxed, casual, want to say what don’t have to consider and contemplation, like running in the fields, freely, looked at the green grass, want to jump jump, look at the flowers,Pick if you want, look at the clouds, you can move your arms…After living in this community for so long, Sister Wang is the only person I want to talk to. I think it is because we are both outsiders.We will help each other and provide convenience when we meet anything.Time spent in bits and pieces, in the “you have washed so many clothes”, “quilt all carried out”, “what are you going to eat for lunch” daily communication, unconsciously and Wang elder sister for a year.In the past year, I have seen something very old in traditional Chinese women in her, which is like a faint light shining alone in a corner.This kind of “yellow face woman type of life” may be now many women disdain and do not accept, in their eyes is silly, do not know how to enjoy life, do not know how to do a so-called “delicate” woman.But there was happiness in her long square face, her eyes often narrowed with laughter, and her twirling footsteps were light.She had no culture and knew nothing of “elegance”, but she could live as she felt comfortable in the world as she knew it.The day is like this. It’s always the same thing.In a twinkling of an eye, the weekend came again, and Sister Wang began another busy day.Local old aunts still sit in small groups at the door of the house chatting for ever.The room next door remained closed to block out the sun.Looking at the busy figure of Elder sister Wang, my thoughts were flying inch by inch. I turned into the house and opened the notebook, and knocked down the four words “my neighbor”…