I was born in a time of extreme poverty, when people had just settled for food. Since I was born prematurely and my mother did not have milk, this was a fatal thing in that era, and whether I could survive or not depended on creation.
In those days of scarcity, it was difficult for a child to survive without milk (there was no milk powder at that time), because I cried so loudly every day when I was hungry, and I couldn't swallow the batter that my mother had for me and (huo). Hearing the crying, my uncle broke in and said loudly to my father, "Brother, you have to find a way, this will not work." The father's eyes were red, and he smoked a dry cigarette without saying a word, and the uncle said: "The wife of Dr. Li of our village gave birth to a child yesterday, and the child is not living, if not, let Deli eat her milk, this matter you say will definitely succeed." Father thought about it, sniffed the cigarette bag pot on the upper of his shoe, twisted it vigorously, stood up and walked toward Dr. Li's house.
Because his father had a high prestige in the village (many years of brigade accountants) and often helped Dr. Zhiqing Li's family, this matter soon became a success. Because at that time, the child was gone as soon as he was born, it was a common thing, and the parents could only accept it, and Dr. Li's wife, Lan Zhi (this is my dry wife), came to feed me every day, and then felt troublesome and directly carried me to her house. I lived in the dry mother's house for a year, and when my father brought me back, my dry mother cried like a peach in her eyes and did not come out to send me.
Since then, I have been going to my mother's house every year for the New Year, and I don't come home until after fifteen. Although the living conditions were not good at that time, Gan Niang always changed the method to make me good food. Because Gan Niang's body is weak, she can no longer have children, only one daughter Xiuying, I as a male baby Gan Niang is very partial to me, so after five or six years, slowly grew up and went to school, the days in Gan Niang's family were less than before, at this time Gan Niang was sick, which was a very powerful kind of "tuberculosis". Daddy is very sad, but the doctor can't do anything.
When I was eleven years old, one morning very early, my father, with a somber face, dragged me out of the bed and told me to get dressed quickly and follow him.
When I came to Gan Niang's house, I heard crying from a long distance away, I felt that my heart ran forward from the sadness of not having it, and I saw That Gan Niang lying on the door panel and had lost her breath, I touched Gan Niang's cold hand, and the tears flowed, and Gan Niang left like this.
Sister Xiuying helped me up, and I saw that my father and my father seemed to be arguing about something, and only later did I know that my father asked me to take ganniang out of the funeral (the female baby cannot be received in the countryside). Gan Dad felt that the matter was quite big for my father to consider again, and his father waved his hand without question. After the funeral was completed, Gan Dad called his father aside and said to his father, "Ranji is gone, I have no thoughts here, I want to lead my child Xiuying back to the city and leave the old house where I live to Deli." The father's face was livid as if he was very angry: "Deli should send him a dry wife, as for the house can not be wanted now, nor can it be wanted in the future, this matter should not be mentioned again." Daddy wanted to say it, but he knew my father's temper and opened his mouth and didn't say it.
After Gan Dad and Xiu Ying sister returned to the city, the number of times they met was less than before, and every year Qingming Father led me back to the festival of Gan Niang. My father often said to me, "There are some kindnesses that may not be repaid with your life." ”