Grandpa is 60 years old, he still likes to do farm work and his skin has become very rough. Grandpa's bronze-colored face is etched with many wrinkles. A pair of kind eyes are deep-set, but look bright. Grandpa smiles all day long, treats people kindly, still moves very well, walks with his head held high, walks like an ox, and has not lost any of his youthful elegance. I think that the word "boyish" would be a good word to use for him.
At the end of last year, my mom and dad and I went back to our hometown to celebrate the New Year. Along the way, the bone-chilling wind was like a strong hand, suffocating my breath and forcing me to open my mouth from time to time. Cold wind from the trouser seams, the corner of the coat straight into the body like a lot of kitten claws scratching itchy. I could see my grandparents standing in front of the house waiting for us. Approaching my grandfather, I saw his cigarette in his mouth, along the corners of his mouth, leisurely inhaling, his shining eyes narrowed into a black line, wisps of white smoke from his nostrils. There was a glint of excitement in his eyes. Grandpa saw us get out of the car and rushed to help us carry our luggage. I realized that Grandpa already had a head full of silver hair, and I couldn't help but burst into tears, "Grandpa - good! Grandma - good!" Grandpa smiled with relief, stroked my head, said excitedly: "fast, fast, the weather is so cold, kingland , hurry to burn wood, warm hands!" Yes, we and uncle long years away, grandpa and grandma depend on each other, now we finally go home for New Year, how can they not be excited?
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, every house in the village was full of joy, strings of firecrackers were lit in people's hands, and a burst of firecrackers came one after another, splashing and crackling all around, making a lively scene. I put on new clothes, happy and mom and dad together to go to the village to pay New Year's greetings. Everyone is full of spring, smiling like a blooming peach - can not close their mouths: "You are kingland jun it, grow so tall! This exam is good! To continue to work hard yo!" I heard, my face blushed. I pondered in my heart, how do they know my grades? Hmph, it must be mom and publicized everywhere! Mom smiled and explained to me, "Everyone in the village knows that you're a good student, Grandpa must have told them!" I froze, I thought grandpa didn't take this to heart! Mom added, "In grandpa's eyes, the fact that you study well is the thing he is most proud of and happiest about. Every time you got good grades, he would proclaim it in the village! He was afraid that the people in the village wouldn't know that he had such an excellent granddaughter. So, you must study hard in the future to make grandpa happy!" Listening to my mom's words, I can't help but think about it, indeed, my grandfather is a good grandfather in my heart.
Since I understand, I know that my grandfather loves me the most. Let's talk about last summer when my mom and I went back to our hometown. At that time it was a hot July day at noon, dense crop fields, not through a trace of wind, like a steamer general, smothering people can not breathe. My head was full of sweat, like floating splash like down the face. As soon as I arrived home, my grandfather smiled and asked me what I wanted to eat. I immediately remembered my grandmother's specialty - boiled vermicelli. I blurted out, "Rice noodles!" In the evening, I saw a big bowl of rice noodles on the table. I was just joking with him at noon, but I didn't realize that he had made a small bowl full of rice noodles for me. I was so sad, I didn't have any appetite. It was all my fault for saying "vermicelli" instead of "rice noodles"! I leaned into my mom's ear and said, "Mom, I don't want to eat rice noodles!" Mom lowered her voice and said in a serious tone, "Just barely eat a little! Grandpa carried a bag of rice to another village at noon to exchange it for rice flour so that you could eat it; if it were me, I'd have a heat stroke!" I froze, didn't dare to make a sound, and picked up this heavy rice flour. I really didn't expect that grandpa loved me so much!
In my impression, grandpa is a hard-working, capable, thrifty and simple old man. Grandpa always loved to wear a pair of old leather shoes and always wore old clothes given by his father and uncle. Grandpa seldom bought meat, he and grandma only bought meat a few times a month. Grandpa also seldom buys new clothes. [This time he bought a black coat for the New Year. He said the new clothes he bought were cheap and warm, and there was wool in the inner layer! Not bad, in my eyes, grandpa has always been all about giving and seldom asked for money from mom and dad. In order to save a few dollars, he walked home from the middle hall, several kilometers away, every time he went to the market. Dad said that in the past, grandpa carried sacks weighing more than a hundred pounds of grain every day so that dad and uncle could go to college. After a day's hard work, he only earned two or three dollars. At that time, grandpa and grandma couldn't afford to eat a single egg at home and sold them all. Mom also said to me: "Look at how hardworking your father is, so you can imagine how hardworking your grandparents were. So you mustn't be lazy!"
No wonder my grandfather was known as the "Iron Bull" of this small village! Nowadays, even at their age, grandparents still grow two acres of rice, raise two pigs, and keep two dozen chickens, a dozen ducks, and a dozen rabbits. Grandpa is a unique "jack of all trades" in the village. You see, the old home of more than two hundred square yards, chickens and ducks, six animals thrive, everywhere is also piled up a mountain of dry wood, at least a few years to burn it! Four years ago, Dad bought Grandpa a thousand dollars worth of briquettes, and there are still a few hundred of them! He and Grandma only use them for the holidays, and the bottle of liquefier that Mom bought them lasted three years. Dad and Uncle gave her a little bit of living expenses every month, in addition to grandparents almost rely on them to live on their own. I really admire grandpa.
On the evening of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a cousin came to our house for dinner, and he looked at Grandpa with an appreciative eye and said to him, "I admire you so much. You are really capable, really capable. In the family's New Year's Eve, your family is the only one that has everything!" Hearing this, Grandpa said lightly, "Hey, it's not easy for my son to buy a new house outside! They have to help kingland study. As for us, while we are still able to do, to alleviate the burden of children's lives, even if my biggest wish now!" Cousin uncle and grandfather's simple conversation, those present were very moved to hear. I think my grandfather is really marvelous. Grandpa is really a good silent iron ox ah!
On the third day of the first month, my mom and dad and I had to go back to Yongding. Grandpa specially set off a long string of firecrackers for us, Grandpa waved to us while saying: "You have a safe trip! Kingland must study hard when he goes to Yongding! You work well!" Looking at grandpa and grandma's fading figure, my eyes welled up with tears. Grandpa in my eyes will always be so tall, so glittering ......