Text: Hideko
The days of living in my grandmother's house were very comfortable, my grandmother met the infinite needs of my childhood, bought me boots on rainy days, bought umbrellas, bought pants, took me to eat all kinds of delicious food, went to the theater together, went to the meeting, bought all kinds of anything I wanted, even spicy strips, which is not a particularly hygienic snack, my grandmother also tried her best to satisfy me, and I was really very grateful to my grandmother for accompanying me throughout my childhood.
After dinner, my grandmother often turned off the lights and told me stories, telling me all kinds of ghost stories, and often telling things about their older generation. Every time I talked about my three uncles, my grandmother was very serious, and I could see that her heart was still very painful. I haven't seen several of my uncles since I was a child, and all the impressions are from my grandmother.
A corner of Grandma's house
My uncle didn't have one in the early 90s, he was already married and had three children, two girls and a son. When I was working outside, my body was rolled into the belt machine, and I lost my breath at that time, so I was less than 30 years old and died.
My aunt has not been married for more than 30 years, and it is not easy to raise three children alone, and it is not easy to train her son to go to college, go to graduate school, work, and get married.
My second uncle did not have a little regret, my grandmother said that when the second uncle was still a primary school student, some people in the school suspected that the second uncle stole other people's things, the second uncle actually did not steal at all, and could not say clearly, did not go home after school, directly ran to the river on the east side of the village to jump into the river.
The second uncle was too strong at a young age, and he left early before he did not live to adulthood.
My third uncle is even more painful and tricky, when the third uncle was born, my mother and aunt were already very big, and they all had the ability to take care of my brother, and my grandmother arranged for my mother to take care of my third uncle, and my grandmother said that I didn't know how at that time, your mother and your aunt were playing, and the third uncle was sitting on the kang to play, and suddenly fell into the boiling hot pot, the burns were very serious at that time, and the children of that era had no money to send to the hospital. Later, my third uncle still couldn't save him, and he died like this.
When the third uncle was a child, he did not feel pain in this way.
Grandma's house
When my grandmother told me this, I felt that she had tears in her eyes, and the pain in her heart should only be felt by herself.
In the blink of an eye, I graduated from elementary school and spent the entire elementary school time at my grandmother's house.
After graduating from elementary school, I have to go to junior high school, there is no middle school in our village, I have to go to another village, so I have to say goodbye to my grandmother who accompanied me throughout my childhood, and I am not willing to give up with each other, but there is no way, I have to continue to go to school.
In the following years, my grandmother often went to our house, and every time she went, it was only noon, and my mother could not keep it. Later, she usually went back in the afternoon and evening, but she did not eat at our house, presumably for fear of disturbing her daughter's family.
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★ Author: Ying Zi, a post-90s comic young man who drifted north.