My grandfather is normal, my grandmother, father and uncle are mentally retarded, my mother has mental retardation + polio, and I am normal. Being born into such a family and having no problem with my intelligence, I don’t know whether I am lucky or unlucky. But if I had the chan

grandpa is normal, grandma, dad and uncle are mentally retarded, mom is mentally retarded + polio , I am normal. Being born into such a family and having no problem with my intelligence, I don’t know whether I am lucky or unlucky.

But if I had the chance to choose, I would rather not be born. If someone asks for the insights of those who have experienced it, they would just listen to my advice: Don’t have children. There is a high chance that they, like me, don’t want to have such a life experience.

I am Chen Yuanyi, 31 years old from Heyuan, Guangdong. Today I will use this platform to tell my story:

01

My grandfather joined the army during the Anti-Japanese War. He did not actively serve the country, but was dragged there by the Kuomintang when they came to the village to catch young men. Not long after he became a soldier, he was defeated and captured in a battle with the Red Army , and was then brought back.

Thanks to the kindness of the Red Army, my father was able to save his life from the battlefield. After returning to my hometown, my family was too poor to find a wife. My grandfather married my grandma with the help of enthusiastic people in the village. Her family was not picky because she had low intelligence.

Grandma’s appearance, height, and appearance are no different from those of normal people, and her facial features are quite delicate and good-looking. But she is not very bright, and she does not know how to be a good hostess as a married woman.

When the floor at home is dirty, I don’t know whether to clean it. When cooking, I don’t know whether to add oil or salt first. When guests come to the house, I just stare at them with two eyes. I couldn't even hope for farm work in the fields. I would often follow the pedestrians on the road out of Xiaosanli Road, just to see other people out of curiosity... I can list a lot of such things.

But at least I am married to a wife, and my poor grandfather has a family.

02

After getting married, my uncle and my father were born one after another. It is said that there were other brothers and sisters who died in infancy, but these two are the only ones who survived.

My uncle and my father were both born in the 1950s. My grandfather cherished the hard-won peace era and named his two sons "Heping" and "Guoqiang" respectively to express his gratitude to the country as a veteran. .

It’s just a pity that both my father’s brothers have inherited low intelligence from me.

My uncle has a very cheerful personality and can laugh with people all day long, but everyone knows that he is "short-minded" and it is normal to make fun of him. My dad is taciturn and sits at the gate all day long, smoking one cigarette after another and keeping a straight face.

Neither of them can go to school. The biggest problem is that their family is poor and their IQ cannot keep up. After he gained strength in his teens and twenties, he worked as a helper in the village winery. Do some labor-intensive work, carry food and burn the boiler, etc., and do whatever others ask you to do. The salary is a fraction of that of a normal worker. Just so I can take care of the food and distribute cigarettes.

is finally able to support himself without relying on his grandfather.

03

As the only "normal person" in the family, when his two sons were getting older and he himself was getting older, he was thinking about "leaving behind" for the family.

But how simple is this? The sons are mentally retarded, and the family relies on the government's subsistence allowance. A daughter from a normal family will definitely not be able to marry. Then he started to repeat the old path he had taken before: asking someone to inquire about his daughter-in-law, who also had a low level of intelligence.

There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having offspring. Grandpa’s obsession with “staying behind” was so deep that he never considered whether the grandson he would give birth to would be normal.

It is definitely not possible for both sons to get married, given the conditions in the family. Grandpa chose my father, who was his younger brother but better looking, to marry him. Not long after, my mother got married.

What do you think of my mother’s intelligence level? When eating, she doesn’t know that she is full. If no one is around to remind her: You have already eaten two bowls, don’t eat when you should be full. She would keep eating and not know where to stop. One time, my grandma was refining lard in the kitchen. A large bowl of warm oil was left to dry on the stove. My mother, who was looking for water to drink, drank it in one gulp.

04

In the early summer of 1991, I was born.It is said that I was able to get pregnant because my grandparents personally guided me at my parents’ bedside. When people in the village talked about this in my ears when I was a child, I was still ignorant and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

No one will take care of a baby in swaddling clothes. If he cries, he will always feed him. My loud cries often attracted my neighbors to come over and help me to see what was wrong with me. One time, my aunt in the front room came over and rolled up my clothes. I saw that there was no complete piece of skin on my body. All of them were covered with large and small prickly heat , layer upon layer.

Bypassing the intrusion of high fever, colds, pneumonia and other diseases, I grew up and went to school without any danger. One day when I was two years old, my mother suddenly followed a stranger passing by on the street and was nowhere to be found. My dad didn’t know how to be a dad, so I was always taken care of by my grandparents.

My grandpa doted on me as his precious grandson. When I was little, I would cry loudly if something went wrong for me. Grandpa would spend fifty cents or one yuan from his meager subsistence allowance to buy snacks for me in the store.

Before finishing elementary school, my grandfather passed away. Within two years, my grandma also fell ill and passed away. She never went to the hospital. She coughed all night long in bed at home. She couldn't lie down and couldn't fall asleep. She just kept sitting and looking out the window that she hadn't been able to go out for several months. went.

05

In this way, I became an orphan.

The children in the village often follow me in groups, laughing at me for having a stupid father and a stupid mother who ran away with a wild man. My family was too poor, so the clothes I wore were given to me by other people who didn't want them. They never fit and were dirty.

They were discussing next to me whether I, whose parents are idiots, might also be an idiot because I don't like to talk. Sometimes they also forced me and some younger children to play "sexual" games, such as kissing and cuddling.

Although I didn't understand the meaning at that time, I disliked and rejected such games. But no one can stand up for me. Although my father and uncle have subsistence allowances, it is far from enough to support the lives of the three of us. They also did manual labor in the village brewery, carrying grain and burning boilers. Get a salary that is only one third of what a normal worker would earn.

My studies were very poor because I had no one to guide me, and I had no money to pay tuition. I couldn’t continue my studies until I was in the second grade of junior high school. My neighbor’s aunt helped me find a job as a pastry apprentice in the town so I could learn the craft. I worked at the master's house, learned skills, and helped look after the shop. I received no wages and took care of food and accommodation. After working for the master for almost two years, I learned almost everything, so I went out to try my luck.

When I went to work in a bakery shop in Guangzhou, the provincial capital, I met a girl from my hometown who was also a migrant worker, and we gradually got to know each other. She got married and started a family when she was just 20 years old. Of course, my family couldn't give my wife's parents a satisfactory promise. Instead, I went to her house and became a door-to-door son-in-law.

The simple wedding, the new house prepared by my parents-in-law in my hometown in the countryside, and the wandering life like duckweed for many years all made me feel a little bit like home. Now that my children are slowly getting older, I still have a lot of responsibilities. In addition to my own small family, my parents-in-law, and my father and uncle who are already old in my hometown, I have to take care of them and provide for them until they die.

is very tired. Sometimes I am so hard and anxious that I can’t sleep. But what can be done? Let’s take everything slowly! It will get better one day. When my children start a family and start a business, then I can take a break.