Born on January 26, 2014, he has grown a mischievous look since he was a child, and for some reasons he has not seen him born. The first time I saw him, I wore a one-piece dress, chubby super cute, drooling everywhere, I led him not to walk and wanted to run, always wanted to plant his head, can't talk, the mouth is not idle for a moment, pointing to a thing twittering, people are not big tempered, at home I have never been angry with him since I was bullied by him. At that time, I would go to see him on the weekends of junior high school, and he would shout every time he saw me like he had some deep hatred with me, and I didn't have any face as a little aunt. When he was a child, he grew very fat, like a meat ball, I wanted to hold him every time I went, he wouldn't let me hold it, he grabbed my hair, and then I held him from behind, and he put his arm behind to grab me, often grabbing several necklaces around my neck, and then slowly growing. He would have walked at the age of one year and seven days, and this time he saw that not only did he yell at him, but he also chased after me and beat me, so angry! I remember that one winter my sister took him to my neighbor's house where the children were about the same age as him, they played together, and then the two children would inevitably fight, and my nephew ate the loss of his age and was beaten and cried. It was exactly Friday when I came home from school, and when I got home, he crawled on top of me with great grievance, his mouth was grunting, and he heard from my grandmother that he had been wronged, and the first time he had let me hold me for a long time.
We have a set for five days, my grandmother and my sister and I pushed him to catch the market, sitting in the car is not honest at all, thinking of giving him a food to let him sit in the car honestly, but let him eat all over the body, my sister teased him to call his mother, he really vaguely called a mother, but my sister is happy and broken, I am also so excited, come on Ah Pang Jiahe, not far from being able to open my mouth to call my aunt!
In winter, Pang Jiahe is more like a meat ball, and my sister is afraid that he will wear a lot of clothes for him when he is cold, and he will walk and twist. After visiting relatives in the New Year, I would always ask my mother for money and say, "I am an aunt, and when I go to my sister's house, I have to give my nephew money." "My mother would give me more money, and my uncle and my aunt's sister and brother, a few of us were like little adults stuffing money into Pang Jiahe's pocket and buying him delicious food, carrying him to the supermarket what he wanted to eat and buy him something." At that time, I thought that Pang Jiahe should feel very happy. So many little aunts and uncles accompanied him.
Time flies, I'm in high school, and he's starting kindergarten. The time to meet him once every six months was also very small, but we would fight every time we met. When he was a child, he saw me shouting, and now I saw him shouting, and then my desk became his chair, and my drawer became his "boat" My family's chair became his "toy building block" and really collapsed and died. See what demolition is mainly my things are also his own, every time my sister calls and says that I will hide my things when I come to my house, I remember that I have a very favorite toy pig, he saw that he had to take it home, I did not agree with him to cry two trouble three hanged, I still did not give, and then he was stunned to chase me all over the street, after running really no strength, but he is not tired at all!
When Pang Jiahe was three years old in my sophomore year of high school, my sister chatted with me and said that she wanted to send him to the Shaolin Temple in Henan. At first I thought it was a joke and he was so young, and then I received a picture of Pang Jiahe in the Shaolin Temple, and I was eleven million disagreements, thinking how my sister and my brother were so cruel, only five years old. Later, Pang Jiahe really stayed there, and he was heartbroken to die, and after a month, my sister and my brother went to Henan to see him, and I also took leave to follow. When I got out of the car at the Shaolin Temple, my sister and I ran up, Pang Jiahe was in the dormitory, he probably heard someone tell him that his mother was coming, and he was also very anxious to walk out of the dormitory. A group of children in yellow monk's uniforms were standing in the doorway of the dormitory, and the temperature in October was already very low, but they were wearing very little, and we ran up to Pang Jiahe and came out. His monastic robes, worn on him, looked extraordinarily large and thin, and when my sister called him, he ran into my sister's arms, with a sour nose, so little child. But Pang Jiahe didn't cry, except for the heartache or the heartache, I don't understand! Why did such a little child let him suffer like this.
Later, I met with Pang Jiahe at most twice a year, and each time I saw him, I grew up a lot and understood a lot, but I was still very skinny. Although we have been together for a long time, we will still fight, but every time he comes back I say to go to his house, when he sees me not going, he will always ask his mother "Why hasn't my aunt come yet" I remember that once pang Jiahe came back from the Shaolin Temple with a broken arm during the summer vacation. My sister wants to go to work to let me take care of him, just entered the door to look at his chubby little face, he was actually a little shy, every day to supervise his practice, study, every morning get up around the community to run and press his legs. People don't practice much but have a look, when I was a child, I chased all over the street and now when I go out with him to cross the street, I will always hold my hand, and her mother will always bring me a candy when she goes out to buy things, and she will also go to my room to play handsome, and will secretly take photos of my mobile phone. Time flies so fast, the children who used to drool on the ground will be as tall as me in the blink of an eye, maybe Pang Jiahe's childhood has many regrets. There is no parents to accompany you, no game consoles that can't be played, no cartoons that can't be watched, and there is no KFC McDonald's that you can eat if you want to eat. But I believe that all pang Jiahe's experiences and trainings at the Shaolin Temple will bring him different harvests and growth in the near future.