I remember when I was a child, my uncle opened a small shop. There were not many things, all of them were small stationery such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other things. Every time I go to my uncle's house to buy things, I will pay a few cents less than others. The amount of

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I remember when I was a child, my uncle opened a small shop. There were not many things, all of them were small stationery such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other things. Every time I go to my uncle's house to buy things, I will pay a few cents less than others. The amount of - DayDayNews

There is also sweetness in bitterness

My childhood was bitter because of my mother's early death. The sweetness in life comes from family love.

I remember when I was a child, my uncle opened a small shop. There were not many things, all of them were small stationery such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and small stationery. Such a small shop is enough to supply some of the daily urgent supplies for the villagers. Every time I go to my uncle's house to buy things, I will pay a few cents less than others. The amount of cents I pay is not something that my uncle voluntarily allows me to pay less, but I get it after some struggle. The method I use is just one sentence: It is worth making money from others, but I can't make money from mine. I will only pay the cost to you. When my uncle heard my words make some sense, he agreed with a smile. Such a small achievement made me realize the weight of family affection and planted the seeds of gratitude in my heart.

Before the Spring Festival, my second aunt and cousin sometimes cleaned my house - sweeping the ashes, covering the walls (painting the walls with thick mud water), etc. Sometimes my second aunt would take me to her house for the Spring Festival. I remember one year, my second aunt bought me a pair of pink shoes and said to me: I am very busy in winter and didn’t have time to make new shoes for you, so I bought you a pair. While this new pair of shoes brings me excitement, it also adds a little confidence to my young heart. I went to my uncle's house next to my uncle (my husband's elder brother) wearing new shoes. There was a very handsome brother in a military uniform and asked me to open my hands together, then counted and picked the candy while putting on the candy in a tone of coaxing the child. It stopped until my palms bulged with a pile of candy like a hill. Then I said, "It's full, go back quickly! Such family affection left me with permanent memories.

I dropped out of school in 1993 and went to a subordinate unit of the No. wool mill in Xianyang to work as an gear turning worker . After the probation period expired, my salary was settled on piece-rate, so that I could get 6 per month About 00 yuan. But the factory did not implement this promise, and then I still received 90 yuan that was equivalent to the salary for the probation period every month. At this time, the grievances in my heart could not be expressed, and there was no way to judge. Finally, the people in one of our shifts (4 people) resigned collectively. This is a small weaving factory with two shifts of eight wheel stoppers.

I remember that in the summer of 1993, the Guanzhong Plain encountered a severe drought. I heard my father say that some of the corn seedlings in the village had dried up. When I heard this, I felt like a knife and was anxious. If all the corn seedlings in my family died, then the food in the family would not be enough. Then I fell into anxiety and slept all night Unconsciously. One day, Uncle Liu returned to the village to visit his second wife (My mother of Uncle Liu). At this time, I felt happy because I saw the dawn - the return of Uncle Liu. So I brewed what I wanted to say to Uncle Liu, and made sure that my words were enough to move or get sympathy and mercy, because Uncle Liu was a famous charity in our village. So I mustered up the courage to say my idea of ​​asking him to find a job. As I wish, Uncle Liu agreed to help me find a job. Looking back, such joy was really indescribable.

I spent my days anxiously waiting for the good news every day, and time passed day by day, and I filled it with Waiting for the mood of expectation and hope... Finally, about half a year later, I waited for that good news. The Liuberto man asked me to go to Xi'an the next day. In this way, I had a good salary job, and I no longer have to worry about the loss of food at home, because my monthly salary is enough to support the three of us. In this way, I began a life journey of changing my destiny and poverty. It was family affection that gave me such confidence and confidence.

days of no one's way, there is light in my heart, and there must be sunshine everywhere. After the thorns, we will definitely welcome Yangguan Avenue.

2022.10.17

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