When we were children, our parents took us with us when they were doing farm work. The three of us sometimes help our parents pull out the grass. Do some simple farm work. After finishing the farm work, Dad carried the basket. Younger siblings sit inside the basket. Mom held my little hand. As the sun sets, this is a kind of happiness.
When I was in elementary school, once my parents came back late from work, and we grunted with hunger. As an older sister, I took a few eggs from the chicken coop. At that time, the stove was not so high for firewood. Take a stool and step on it. Learn to cook with your mother. Fried an egg fried rice. Since cooking for the first time, no experience in frying is too salty. But because we were so hungry, we ate all three in one breath. We don't know how much water we drank after the meal.
Later, my mother taught me to cook a lot of dishes. After that, my parents worked. Cooking at home I was all inclusive. The sister is responsible for doing the laundry. Younger brother cleaning. After a day of work, my parents came back with a tired body. My brother changed the slippers for my parents, my sister chose to pour water for my parents, and I made the meal and shouted to eat. The family has a clear division of labor.
The most anticipated thing is the summer vacation, we three picked up the shell, the shell sold a lot of money. In one summer, I earned more than 500. Went to the store to buy a 5 cent a pack of spicy strips, 2 cents a popsicle, we ate three happy! Later, my mother learned that we had so much money and it was all confiscated. At that time, I was so helpless! Earn some pocket money yourself and confiscate it. Mom said, "You put all this money here, and if you get the rank, you will reward you." I thought in my heart that I must study hard and get this bonus back so that I can have money to buy spicy strips to eat. When I was a child, I didn't have any snacks to eat, and spicy strips are the most precious memories of childhood!
When I was in junior high school that year, the tuition fee was really not enough. I sold my long hair that I had left for five years. More than 300 yuan of my tuition money for one semester. Look at the short hair like a boy. I cried all day. My younger brothers and sisters kept comforting me, sister, you look so good, cut any hairstyle is beautiful.
After college, I came out to work. Watching our parents work so hard, it is not easy to raise us. I sent all the money I earned from part-time work back to my younger siblings to study. Now my younger siblings will remember me for anything good. It also lived up to my efforts.
Although life was very hard when we were young, we were very happy!