When I was three years old, one winter night, my father got drunk, and his eldest brother, second brother, and second sister-in-law lifted him up and threw him into the pond. In the night, it was pitch black, and the pond was surrounded by people. The whole village got up from th

When I was three years old, one winter night, my father got drunk. His eldest brother, second brother, and second sister-in-law lifted him up and threw him into the pond.

In the night, it was pitch black, and the pond was surrounded by people. The whole village got up from the quilt and watched our family war.

The crowd suddenly became turbulent, and an elder's voice sounded: "Why do you hit him? He is your brother! How much hatred do you have to treat him like this?" His voice was full of anger and a bit majestic.

"Just want to hit him? Who told him not to be conscience? Who asked him to make trouble..." The second aunt shouted sharply, accusing her brother-in-law of her best.

Mom sat on the ground and cried, holding her younger sister who was less than one year old in her arms, and I pulled my mother's clothes and cried.

This is the earliest clip of my childhood that I can remember, a story about that pond.

Later, we moved to grandma's house. Later, until I was eleven years old, I spent my childhood in that remote mountain village. And that pond naturally has very few memories left to me.

It was not until the fifth grade of elementary school that year that I moved from my grandma's house to my hometown to go to school, and I was able to see the pond again.

At that time, the pond was already full of lotus roots. When I went back, although it was already autumn, the lotus leaves were still green. After

, I started to be busy with school every day, and I went back and forth between my home and school like a war every day.

At that time, I was not having a double break, so I could only take one day off a week. Sometimes I had to rush to my grandma's house because my mother and grandma were there, and I miss them.

I only have time to take a look at the pond when the weather is bad, it rains or snows on Sundays.

I remember one time it snowed heavily and I couldn’t go back to my grandma’s house, so I went to the pond to play.

The pond has frozen, the ice is very thick, and many friends are skating there.

I am a little timid and dare not go on the ice, always afraid of falling in if I accidentally fall. At this time, the eldest brother was my cousin and the son of my second uncle. He would pull my hand and pull me up without saying a word. I would also play with him happily. Although my father and his brother had been in a state of war for many years, my elder brother was the best one in their family to me.