text/Flying Bar Black Crow
As the saying goes, "A drop of water will repay you with a spring of water", My aunt, the whole family is full of people without conscience. When I think of her mother, my eyes are full of tears. In the 1985, I remember that at that time, my parents ran a grocery store in the village, which was also the only self-employed in the village. My family was quite wealthy, including dad, mom, and two sisters.
My family is only separated from my aunt's house by a river. Their family is the richest person in the village. There is a Jiefang truck at home, which is very grand. There is also a house in the city. It is so awesome. Every time I hear the car ringing, I follow the friends in the village to chase the cars behind. The dust blown by the car hides the laughter and joy of my friends and me, until my uncle's truck drove into his house's wheat-rolling farm. Then, amid the roar of his uncle , we ran away like crazy, feeling that he was very bad.
A rainy night, there was an extra child on the kang
I remember that night, it was raining and rural people slept relatively late. My sister and I were playing on the hot kang, my mother leaned against the window and doing needlework, and my father was urging on the ground with an abacus .
Suddenly, the dog barked outside the door. My father went out with a flashlight. After a while, my aunt came in, holding a child in her arms. My uncle followed behind, carrying a large package in his hand. My father called my uncle to sit down, and the child was placed on the kang. My sister and I stared at him. At that time, I was seven years old and didn’t understand what the adults meant. I just looked at the children and treated them as family matters.
The next day, my aunt and the others were not there, and the sleeping child was lying on the kang. I realized that he was a little boy. I don’t know why my aunt left him in my house. From then on, my mother and my sister took turns to take care of him and served him. It was really rare. Until he was 2 years old, my aunt picked him up. That day, my mother, my sister and I cried.
Later I was admitted to junior high school, but the school was 60 kilometers away from home, and I slept in the big bunk bed. The place next to the window was the place to cook, and the back was a large bed board. It was so cold that it couldn't stand it in winter and the smell was bad in summer. Every three days, my father rode a bicycle to deliver me dry food.
spent two long years in junior high school. Later, because I had to take the college entrance examination, my father decided to go to the city to work and transfer me to the city to go to school.
At that time, my aunt's children were all in school in the city. I remember that after the transfer, school was about to start a few days later. My father had to work again, so I had to send me home first. Before leaving, I went to my aunt's house with my father. In fact, my father and I went to see my cousin.
I am ten years older than my cousin. He kissed me very much. When he saw me always pestering me, he seemed very close to his brothers and sisters at their home.
frustrated, sad, sad, made me remember the goodness of this family forever
Until the start of school, my father had not found a stable job and there was no suitable house, so my father placed me in my aunt's house. In fact, there are already many children in their family, and my aunt has to take care of our seven children.
Every time after school, my cousin would pester and play with him. For this reason, my uncle often talked about me, saying that I had brought his son badly, and that I had never been a girl since I was a child, and she was like a tomboy, and she harmed others.
I lived in their house for less than a week, and I borrowed five yuan from my classmates and ran home secretly. I had never eaten a complete bowl of food at their house. Every time I ate, my aunt would fold the leftover foods that everyone in the house had and pour them into my bowl. That's not all. Every time my uncle brought melons and fruits or snacks, I could only watch it.
Frustrated, sad, sad, and more than that. The grievances I suffered at their homes really make me unable to express them in words.On the way home, I thought a lot, and the more I thought about it, the sadder I felt. I restrained my tears from being shed, and thought about going home and telling my mother about my aunt's family's attitude towards me.
But when I got home, the moment I entered the door, I rushed into my mother's arms and cried loudly. I had no idea what I had thought about, and my father ridiculed me because of my arrival.
Later, my father took me away from my aunt's house, and since then I have never stepped into her house. I hate the people in their house. Even that little brother, I have lost my past feelings for him.
forty years, I can't forget that every time I meet, it seems like yesterday
Now forty years have passed, and I also have my own family and my own children. Because of the resentment in my heart, my mother advised me not to hold a grudge against my aunt's family, saying that people were poor at that time and had their own difficulties. But I want to say that my mother was not raised by their children with cold water. She did not exchange her heart for her mother’s efforts.
No matter how much you say, it cannot make up for the pain in my heart. More than ten years have passed, and I can't let go. Every time I see the people in their family, they can always evoke the memories in my heart, as if they happened yesterday. The beautiful times always make people remember them constantly, and those sad past events are also unforgettable.
