#如果有一次复活的机会, who do you want to resurrect # If there is a chance I hope it is my grandfather, he is a very good person is not very lucky. I grew up in a small place, in the northeast

#如果有一次复活的机会, who do you want to resurrect#

If given the chance I wish it was my grandfather, who was a very nice guy just not very lucky.

I grew up in a small place, in the countryside of the Northeast. Even if you are not a northeasterner, you should have heard northeastern parents train their children, thanks to the development of the Internet. Most ordinary parents in the northeast are similar. My parents taught me to criticize education. If what I do doesn't meet their requirements, I say I'm doing it wrong and I have to listen to them. They are not very reasonable or their reasoning is a bit feudal, for example, parents are always right, sister must let sister ...

It is also said to a child that education that cannot be persuaded of them is ineffective. Even if I admit my mistake at the moment, I am forced by obscenity. My grandfather was a special case among the people I came into contact with, and at that time, my grandfather was actually a college student. The conditions in Grandpa's family were not good, and it was not easy to go to college.

In my memory, Grandpa was a man of few words. He doesn't talk much, but he must speak on ideas. When I go to my grandfather's house in the mountains for the New Year's Day, the only entertainment before going to bed is to watch TV, but there are three children in the family, the remote control has become the target of our competition, and the kang and the ground are our battlefields. If you don't get it right, you will fight, and the ghost will cry wolf. Later, Grandpa said to me, "Mengmeng, we are the masters, the brothers are outsiders, they come to the house to be polite, they can't live for a few days, Mengmeng is the most sensible, wait for them to leave you and then see." "Grandpa said he wanted me to stop making trouble immediately, and I thought at the time, I am the master!" This is my home, I let the brothers, how awesome I am! How sensible! In fact, children are not ignorant, but they need a reason that can convince themselves, they need to be recognized.

Grandpa is super generous to the children, when he was a child, the pressure money was very small, the grandmother's family gave 20 yuan when the grandfather gave 100 yuan, I have the impression that the grandfather retired, received retirement salary, grandpa had a year to tell us, grandpa next year to raise retirement salary (it seems to be able to open 2000 yuan, then too small, the past 16.7 years can not remember clearly. Also give you a boost in the old money, next year Grandpa will give you 200 yuan for each person. Grandpa was a middle school teacher before he retired, and the homework before Grandpa died was written by Grandpa with me. I like to read books should be like grandpa, I remember when I was a child grandpa always liked to take a small book to turn over and draw, I asked grandpa what grandpa said he was painting rare surnames. In my small world, there are too few people like Grandpa, Chunlian writes by himself, likes to collect strange surnames, likes to read books, will give reason to children, and his hair is clean and upright...

Grandpa had been living a hard time. He saved his life to eat frugally, when he was a child, he would always buy delicious food for the New Year, Grandpa never ate tangyuan only to eat the Lantern, Tangyuan was wrapped, the Lantern was shaken, and the Tangyuan was more sticky and sweeter. The children all love to eat tangyuan, Grandpa only eats the Lantern every time, Grandpa said he likes to eat the Lantern, I wonder if Grandpa's taste is very strange. Later, when my grandfather died, I overheard my grandmother say that my grandfather liked to eat tangyuan, but he was reluctant to eat it. The conditions at home slowly improved, and Grandpa was gone. Later, Dad always said that Grandpa was too bitter in this life and never enjoyed a day of happiness.

Grandpa's life was not very good, he died of illness, and the disease entangled Grandpa for a long time. When I found out, it was already late, I could only spend money to stay up, at first Grandpa didn't know what kind of illness he had, but when it was getting more and more serious, he should have guessed that the situation was not good, and then Grandma told Grandpa the truth not long after Grandpa was gone, it was one night in the sixth grade of my primary school, in the middle of the night my mother let Grandma come to my house to pick me up, I vaguely knew that Grandpa was gone. For so many years, I regretted that I didn't spend more time with grandpa and talk to him more. It was so young that I was afraid to see Grandpa's bony body and out-of-shape face, and I couldn't believe that this bedridden, hard-tongued man was my grandpa. Grandpa he was such a good-looking old man, how did he suddenly become so frightening, I did not dare to talk to Grandpa, and I did not know what to say. I could only secretly look at him, standing around him, not daring to touch him. At that time, I always silently thought that if I could give my life to my grandfather for a few years, I was still young anyway, but my grandfather was not well. For many years to come, I always dreamed of my grandfather, sometimes he was still lying on the bed, sometimes he was a healthy and disease-free person, the dream was too real, I always didn't want to wake up, when I woke up, I would be in a trance and couldn't tell which one was real...

(Attached is a photo of my grandfather when he was young)