Memories of my uncle

Many of the things I did when I was younger were completely memories of listening to my mother and talking about them piecemeal. At that time, the aunt was far away from Xinjiang, and their sisters were far apart from each other ever since. Listening to my mother, when my uncle was young, he also went to Xinjiang and did some small business, and the living conditions at that time were very difficult. The most basic survival is always unstable. When I was in Xinjiang, the small business was not very smooth. Often have to run around with my aunt and uncle, every regimental field, which is actually very hard. He didn't make much money and was at odds with his uncle's violent temper. Gradually, there was also a little resentment. Not long after, he returned to his hometown. When I was in elementary school, my grandmother was still alive. At that time, my grandmother and uncle lived together. Rural people, a lifetime of geographical work, and a lifetime of hard work like their mothers. It really is a life of destiny. Mom often talked about if she had books to read, or maybe her uncle was doing a good job as a village accountant at that time. Perhaps, the life of the whole family is very different now. But life has no ifs. My uncle's family is very lively every spring festival. First, almost all of our family will go, and second, the children of Yunxia's sister's family will almost all arrive. When I was a child, I often had to go to my uncle to play. My uncle's personality is still a bit stubborn. It seems exactly like Mom. This kind of blood relationship cannot be removed. And I just remember once, when my grandmother was ten years old, because of a little thing, I talked to my uncle. Then he didn't go to the grave, and he went home angry. Later, I heard my mother say that my uncle still wanted me to come back. In fact, these are the character and small things of the family.