For a nostalgic person, there are too many things that I remember, the deepest thing, and the saddest thing in my life!
I am a born in the 1980s. In the 1980s, there were many children in rural families, and my family was no exception! Three brothers! I'm the second!
Because family planning is checked so well, I can’t give me to my uncle as my son when I was young! I have lived in my uncle's house for more than ten years! Later on for other reasons. I'm back to my current home!
That year I was 16 years old. Because I was not good at studying since I was a child, I dropped out of school until the second year of junior high school and became an unemployed vagrant! Under the introduction of relatives, I went to a small restaurant in our city to learn how to cook!
I remember it was a summer night, we all went to bed after get off work! At around 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up, and at this moment the landline in the boss's house rang! "There is no cell phone at that time", the boss came over to me within two minutes and told me that my uncle was gone!
was stunned at that time, and the boss patted me and said: Don’t be too sad. It’s not dawn yet. When it’s dawn, you can go to your uncle’s house again! I nodded! The boss went back to his house!
I walked by as the boss, and I lay on the bed and covered my head with a quilt, and started crying! Only those who have lost their loved ones will feel that kind of pain! After crying for a long time, I sat up and lit a cigarette, and burned three cigarette scars on my arms! "Do not imitate"! I want to remember the person who loves me the most!
won’t say it anymore, if you say too much, you will be tears! Before I knew it, my uncle has been away from me for 22 years! Thinking about it now, the only regret is that I didn’t see my uncle’s last time!
