Confused life

I am a girl who lived in the countryside in the 70s, grew up in a large courtyard, four families lived in the yard, their lives seem to be better than our family, because their children, from time to time, will take out some delicious food to show us off, our brothers and sisters will lick their lips, drooling, silently watching, and sometimes use some small means to please her and cheat to eat.

Grandma is a woman with a pair of small feet, the face is very white, is natural color, every day will comb the hair very neatly, wear clean clothes fit, in my memory, my grandmother never scolded me, or beat me, listen to my mother, I just gave birth, not in good health, do not eat anything, my mother also has no milk, it is my grandmother who chews things bite by bite to feed me up, I also remember, I have been sleeping with my grandmother before I went to junior high school. It can be said that if there is no my grandmother, I may no longer be alive, and now when I mention my grandmother, the impression is a little vague, after all, she has been dead for 25 years, many things have become blurred in the grinding of the years, at this time I can still feel that my grandmother loves me, there will be hot tortillas in the early winter, there will be fifty cents of pressure money in the New Year, and from time to time there will be delicious snacks, these always think of it, and want to go back to childhood.