Mountain Eagle is my son. In the early 1960s, the mountain eagle was born in Wuxi, so that my family in recent years the situation of yin and yang have turned the corner. It brought hope and joy to my family, as a man was finally born.
The older sister was born first, which means that she blossomed first and produced seeds later. The two children were born at the wrong time, it is the continuous natural disasters, the national economy tense period, not enough to eat, food to grain calculation. The mountain eagle is very smart, learn to talk early, every day 'Olo Olo' teeth to learn to speak, do not know the worries of adults. Soon it will be able to call "Dad", the voice is loud and clear, I like it very much.
The two of us tightened our belts to feed the child, I could not withstand the work and life of the torment, fell ill. My parents took the opportunity to mobilize my family to return home to Shandong. On the train, I hugged the two children, more than once recited: "Children ah, this move I do not know the future to bring you bad luck or happiness? I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea.
The poor people's children early home, the child a little big, will be involved in household chores, stroking the grass to raise rabbits, digging wild vegetables, picking up chicken poop ...... we both go to the field to earn work, the two children left at home, to help us cook, picking ears of wheat, and often sleep outside the door, we see very heartbreaking.
The mountain eagle is very well-behaved, will look at the eyes. Once pee pit, I hit him, did not wait for the palm down, he begged for mercy: "Do not hit me, I'm wrong, I do not pee pit again, do not drink water, do not eat! Ah ah! It hurts!" Make me so angry and funny.
He does not like to wash dishes, I arranged a daily shift, his turn, he was not at home, slipped to the yard. Neighbors asked him: "Have you eaten?" He said, "Not eating, eating told me to brush the dishes." The team took this as a joke to tease him.
Grandpa came back from the northeast, inherited the hat of the rich peasant. The ten years of turmoil was seized, the world is not deep into the grandmother scared into cerebral hemorrhage, fell and never got up. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey.
The two siblings sang and twisted on the pit, and sang "The Old Two Mouths Learning Mao":
After eating the meal and washing the dishes,
The old two mouths came to the window to learn the learning of the Maoist election.
The old man, ah,
The wife, ah,
Do you think we learn that?
I think we should learn this one.
The class enemy is trying to change the world,
We poor peasants must keep a sharp eye on the ......
The child's exquisite performance made people forget the grief they had just felt, and they couldn't help but laugh loudly. ...
Even more interesting, that year, the four clear movement, I was not good, was treated as a living target of the class struggle. New Year's Eve to his wife said: "This is my most unlucky year, but I hope that this night a good dream, so that I have a good start next year." My wife comforted me and said, "I will surely have a good dream so that you will have a smooth year." In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of crying, and my wife said, "I dreamed that you were lying straight on the ground, and I couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed! You died, leaving me a southerner with two children how to live?" He said, bawling again. My heart tightened together, secretly hate this ominous dream, but still comforted his wife: "The dream is the opposite, dead is alive, this year must not be wrong." My wife was told to break down and laugh.
Spring Festival to the mountain eagle to tie a lantern, the child is so happy, has been around me. Just paste a few steps, the wind will blow the paper and go out. The mountain eagle held up the lantern and screamed: "Dad is dead, Dad is dead!" I was disgusted, and was busy correcting him, "It's not that dad is dead, dad is alive and well. I should have said that the fire in the lantern tied by Dad had gone out!" The mountain eagle was small and didn't understand this. Just lit, and heard him call out: "Dad is dead again, Dad is dead again!" The more taboo it is, the more problems it has.
I led the mountain eagle to the cemetery to send lamps, I introduced the ancestors in the grave one by one: "This is my mother, that is, your grandmother. That is my old grandfather, you should call him too grandpa ......" I words did not finish, the mountain eagle suddenly asked: "Dad, your grave there?" I was so unhappy in my heart, thinking, things don't come in threes, children's foresight is sure to be true, I am sure to be finished in the new year. But still pretending to be calm and said to him: "Dad's grave early, to wait until you become an old man after it!"
frankly fast-talking wife will be my unpleasant as a joke to the production team, everyone saw me can not help but tease me: "You are not dead?" "Did you find your grave?" I feel harsh, but it is not good to attack, just secretly grumble.
That year, I was walking on thin ice, carefully through, anti-very calm. （
The year I spent on the road, I was walking on thin ice, and I was very careful, but I was very calm.
During the Cultural Revolution, the mountain eagle went to school, work and study, work every day. At that time, I was the strongest laborer in the production team, pushing the cart all day long, delivering the fertilizer to the fields and carrying the crops back to the yard. Mountain Eagle got up at three or four o'clock every day to pull the cart for me. My hometown has a lot of mountains and rivers, and my feet are full of rocks. The child understands the hardship of the old man, pulling the car sweaty, never show weakness, very hard.
My family's composition is not good, and my children have suffered a lot. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. The first time I saw this, I was able to get the money to pay for it, and I was able to get the money to pay for it, and I was able to get the money to pay for it. The other people can pick and choose the best work, and beat the drums, but the mountain eagle can not. He must be honest and obedient. The captain once beat my child in front of me, scolding: "You rich kid, you still want to turn over the sky? If I can't cure you, the captain won't do it!" Beat the child tore his heart and lungs like howling, my heart is broken, really hate the bad birth, even their own children can not protect, can only dare to speak out of anger, hit the teeth to swallow.
Mountain Eagle fifteen years old, under the encouragement of many good people, with his sister to Shijiazhuang grandparents, begging his grandfather in the army to think of ways to arrange a job. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. Mountain Eagle also realized the impact of their own origin, said ruthlessly: "that even if outside the begging, I will not come back." Everyone and I had high hopes for him, thinking that my family had only one son, and the parents would surely find a way. After more than half a month, the boy came back crying and said to me, "Grandma said, we can't even control your father, so how can we control you? One generation to manage one generation, I can not manage so much!"
The spring breeze of the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee blew across the land of God, the policy of reform and openness to us to lift the shackles on the soul, bringing the spring of hope. We went back to the city to work, although life is hard, but we are in a good mood, full of confidence and hope to the other side of the happiness.
My son graduated from high school and went to join the recruiting process. A scientific research unit immediately saw him, sure down. I'm ready to go to work, and suddenly changed my mind. It is said to be the son of a section chief of the Labor Bureau to open the back door to replace. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that, but I'm sure you'll be able to do it.
Fortunately, a large state-owned factory in the city to take him, and paid on the factory's staff college.
Life is slowly moving towards the right path, gradually the son married, daughter-in-law is a nurse in the hospital ......
Light is like an arrow, and the good times are climbing like an arrow. The sons and daughters have all started their own families and have their own new nests, and they all have a happy next generation.
In the blink of an eye, nieces and nephews work, granddaughters will graduate from college, and some ` went to college and ideal high school ......
Throughout the children of my son and daughter, are no official, no power, no big shot, and no boss, no glorious ancestor, the name of the history, admirable performance. There is also no sensational, worth celebrating the typical deeds. They are ordinary citizens, general laborers. They are all with their own skills and hands for the community to do their little bit, living a frugal, ordinary, law-abiding, peaceful, comfortable and stable life, taste. They have never given me any trouble. They all sympathized with our past hardships and were very filial. They all suggested that we should go there as we like during our lifetime, as long as we live a long and healthy life, it is the greatest support and greatest wish for them.
I am more noteworthy son Mountain Eagle and his sister, the longest life during the hard times, the most work, the most suffering, the greatest contribution. They often reminisce about the wasted years of the past, and when they see people from their hometown who come to buy apples, they are always enthusiastic to help.
The mountain eagle flew from the storm, in the shock waves over, refined a pair of wise eyes, strong wings. Now the blue sky is vast, clear and boundless, it is a good time to show off. I sincerely wish my son the mountain eagle soaring galloping, Peng Miles, and always have unlimited scenery!