My uncle
Qin Liwei
Among my relatives, the one I admire most is my uncle. Because he has always maintained an optimistic and hard-working spirit.
My uncle is in his sixties, an authentic farmer with integrity. He is of medium build and has a cheerful personality. Since my uncle died of illness a few years ago, my mother has told me many times: "You have time to greet your uncle who is still alive!" ”
In the early 1950s, my mother was born in northwestErn Guizhou to a poor peasant family. There were six of her siblings: one older, three older and one younger. According to my mother's recollection, my uncle was very naughty when he was a child, and after his mother (my grandmother) died that year, he actually climbed into the coffin parked in front of the church to catch cockroaches. My mother took it
Ever since his brother (my uncle) left home to work in Guilin and his fourth sister got married, his uncle has been left alone. Gradually growing up and constantly understanding things, after graduating from junior high school, he resolutely took up the burden of life.
In the 1970s, my uncle was introduced to marry a girl (my uncle) from the same village, and after the marriage, the relationship between the two was like glue, and they gave birth to five daughters and a son. Poverty is exacerbated by the large number of children in the family. In order to keep their six children well fed and clothed and to cover the cost of schooling, uncles and aunts have been growing sugar cane since the 1980s. In addition, the family also raises cattle and pigs.
In those magnificent years, my uncle was frugal and frugal, and his life was very simple. He was wearing sewn patches and didn't have a single decent piece of clothing. When I was a child, I don't know how many times I passed my uncle's house when I returned from school in the evening, I saw my uncle feeding pigs in the pig pen. As soon as he saw me, he laughed, and there was only the sunlight of laughter on his dark face, and there was no tired haze at all.
The uncle and uncle face the loess all year round, crawling and rolling in the barren fields of their hometowns. However, as the family's income increases year by year, their lives are becoming more and more vibrant.
An incident that happened more than a decade ago is still unforgettable to me. It was my uncle's son and young daughter who were in college, and in order for them to successfully complete their studies, my uncle expanded the area of cane cultivation. On a bright moonlit night in winter, my uncle took advantage of the moonlight to work overtime in the field to harvest sugar cane. After two o'clock in the morning, he suddenly heard a muffled sound of "boo" and suddenly felt a huge pain in the calf muscles. He thought that someone had stoned him in the dark, so he struggled to look around, but there was no figure...
He couldn't hold on any longer, so he staggered slowly down the hill in pain.
For this reason, his uncle lay at home for nearly a month, but he said to the people who came to visit him that it was a "ghost" who stoned him. But relatives and friends were suspicious of his words, because "ghosts smash people with stones" had never heard of it.
Where are the "ghosts"? In fact, he was overworked and overworked due to calf muscles, peeling and injury.
However, this incident made the uncle extra cautious. From then on, in the middle of the night, he no longer dared to stay up late in the field.
Over the past few years, as the children have established a family, the uncle has finally bid farewell to the hard work of growing cane and come to the city with his uncle to take care of his granddaughter. However, my uncle, who had been accustomed to working in the fields all his life, could not stay idle, and always felt itchy and uncomfortable. He wanted to go back to his hometown to continue farming and planting cane, but the children were adamantly opposed, afraid that he would hurt his body due to hard work. In desperation, my uncle finally came up with a good way to "alleviate": running exercise.
So he got up every morning before dawn and jogged along the streets of his hometown. He had to run several kilometers almost every morning, and from time to time he climbed the park's thousand-step stone ladder. Whenever people saw him walking in a strong and brisk stride and asked him why he had such a strong physique, he always waved his arms and smiled heartily: "Run, exercise!" ”
About the Author
Qin Liwei, a zhuang ethnic group, is a native of Delhi Village, Baitu Township, Jinchengjiang District, Hechi City, Guangxi. Passionate about literature, amateur love to read, diligent writing, has published poems, essays and other newspapers and network platforms such as Guangxi Old Daily, Guangxi Workers Daily, Hechi Daily, Hechi Literature, Hechi Literary circle, Hongshuihe Literature and Art Online and other newspapers and periodicals or online platforms.
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