Hello everyone, my name is Xu Yan. I have known that our family was very poor since I was very young. Before I was 9 years old, I lived with my grandparents in a wooden house in the countryside. The latrine at home was connected to the pigsty. There was a wooden board placed on t

Hello everyone, my name is Xu Yan.

I have known that our family was very poor since I was very young. Before I was 9 years old, I lived with my grandparents in a wooden house in the countryside.

The toilet at home is connected to the pig pen. There is a wooden board placed on top of the pit. It is a bit wobbly when you stand on it. The gap is very large, and you can still see the feces underneath.

Every time I go to the toilet, I am afraid that I will fall. In the summer, there will be a lot of maggots, and sometimes they will crawl up.

I found a similar picture on the Internet to show you, it is probably this kind of pit.

The elementary school I attended had only two classes, one for first grade and one for second grade. Each class had no more than 20 students.

When I was in the first grade, I stole a classmate’s pen. I didn’t dare to use it after I stole it. I hid it at home and sometimes took it out secretly to touch it.

Once I went to the market and I stole a pink eraser. It smelled good, just like bubble gum. I used it to erase typos and even the notebook smelled good. I liked it very much, but I couldn’t bear to use it more.

My grandparents don’t know that I steal things. They are usually busy doing farm work and don’t notice these things.

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was renting a house in a small village in Cixi, Zhejiang Province. The house was very simple and had no toilet or kitchen.

My parents built a small stove for cooking, with a gas bottle underneath.

There is a public toilet in the village. The women's toilet has only one pit and cannot be flushed. An aunt comes to clean it twice a day.

If you happen to catch up with your aunt to go to the toilet after cleaning, then clean it a little bit, otherwise the pile of shit will make you want to vomit.

There are many mosquitoes in summer, so you will be bitten all over.

If I usually go to a small room, I would be too lazy to go to the public restroom. We would prepare a urine bucket at home and empty it in the public restroom the next day.

When I go to school, I will try to use the toilet in school so that I don’t have to run to the public toilet.

When taking a bath, boil water as hot as possible, pour it into a basin, mix it with some cold water and then take a bath.

After taking a bath, pour the bath water outside the house or into the sewer on the roadside.

When I was a child, I watched " A Family with Children " and felt that the life in it was so far away from me.

When I was in sixth grade, I returned to my hometown to study. I shared a four-bedroom, one-living house with my second aunt. The living room was very small (it wasn’t actually a living room, just one meter wider than the aisle), and even the sofa was Can't let go.

My parents and my brother live in one room, my sister and I share a room, my cousin shares a room, and my second aunt and uncle share a room.

The house is on the second floor, and the light in the front and back is blocked by the other two buildings. It doesn't get any sunlight at all. It's no different from the basement. My sister and I have to turn on the lamp to read the textbooks clearly.

It was my first time to live in a house with a bathroom, so I thought it was pretty good, much better than the house we lived in Zhejiang.

It wasn’t until I went to junior high school that I went to my classmates’ homes and saw their spacious three-bedroom and two-living room with sofas, coffee tables, and dining tables. I didn’t realize that my own home was like a slum.

I dare not invite my classmates to play at home. There is no place to sit at my house.

We lived in this house for seven or eight years. When I was in college, we started moving again.

There is no room sharing this time. My dad rented a three-bedroom house, and my brother finally has a room of his own.

The kitchen sewer in that house is always blocked, and sometimes rancid water comes out, which is very smelly.

My dad still lives in that house. He wanted to rent a house again last year, but found that the rent outside had increased again and he couldn't find a suitable one.

I live a good life myself, but seeing that my dad has been living in a rental house with poor conditions makes me feel uncomfortable.

Especially during the Chinese New Year, when two relatives come to the house, they cannot sit down and someone has to stand up to eat.

I plan to buy a house with four bedrooms, two living rooms and two balconies in my hometown next summer at the latest. My parents will have one room, and my younger siblings and I will have one room each.

My dad said that he hopes that this family will not break up. Even if the three of us grow up and start a family, we can always get together in the future.

So I bought a bigger house so that my younger brother and sister can live in it when they bring their partners back. It will be more convenient for me to bring my children back.

My parents don’t have to rent a house anywhere, this house will be our future destination.

I looked at the house prices in my hometown yesterday. A house with four bedrooms and two living rooms does not exceed 150 square meters, and the price is within 650,000.

If I pay 300,000 down payment, the remaining loan will be 30 years, and the monthly payment will not exceed 2,000.

I told my husband that I wanted to buy a house in my parents’ home, and he was very supportive of me.

I was really scared of poverty when I was a child. I never want to go back to those poor days. I hope my parents can live a good life with me. They have sacrificed so much for our three children.

I believe that if I work harder, I will definitely be able to buy a house next year!

author | Xu Yan

with pictures | from the Internet

The article first appeared in the public account Chuxin Story