There was a time when my son had a lot of problems with his grandmother, mainly in two areas. The first one is about the "food" issue. The son is a snacker, on the delicious food is a bit overbearing, and his grandmother, often made a bowl of delicious bowl of food to the neighbors, and even walked a long way to give her friends. The son couldn't figure it out, and his mother nagged her beloved grandson over and over again: good food tastes better when eaten together. Another thing is to accompany the grandmother around the street. Mother is warm, know a lot of people, walk three steps an acquaintance, the mother said to her son: XuanXuan, quickly ask Grandpa Li good, XuanXuan, quickly ask Grandma Wang good. The son, face to face is very obedient, but back home on the quit, screaming no longer accompanied by the grandmother to turn the street, according to his words: walk a hundred meters have to ask 200 times good. The mother still time and again to her beloved grandson nagging: to treat people to be warm, be polite, people are old and lonely, someone greeted a warm heart. I, on the other hand, just pretended not to hear, and let the two grandchildren quarrel. However, later, my son did not have a problem, because he tasted the benefits of ah, other people's homes have good food are sent over, walking on the road, and often people call him kindly: XuanXuan, your grandma. Now the son not only do not quarrel with his grandmother, but also from time to time to come up with a sentence: the grandmother is good, it seems that this uneducated old man is still correct!
My mother, 3 years old without her mother, 15 years old without his father, 16 years old pro sister and brother went to defect to relatives in Xinjiang, leaving my mother alone in the countryside, until married to my father. My family's life was difficult. Poor, with no walls. Hungry, no food. My mother said that when she got married, there was only one basin and half a basin of noodles in the house, and they had nothing else to make noodles with, so they ate mixed soup with my father for half a month. I can relate to all this, when I was small, we would only go to other people's houses to borrow a little peppercorns to cook when we had someone in the house. I was 16 years old when I graduated from junior high school to buy the first new clothes, is a red shirt, cost 19 yuan, I took a graduation picture is wearing. My brother went to Hunan Tobacco School and had to stand on the train for two days and three nights to get to Jiuquan. Once, my brother went home without money and didn't tell his family that he hadn't eaten a meal in two days, and when he returned to Jiuquan in the middle of the night, he insisted on running to the house of one of my cousins, and fainted before he even entered the door. My mother did not bow to poverty. My father's legs were not very good and he could not do heavy work, and my mother worked outside like a man. My family was the first to grow cotton in our village. Growing cotton was hard: preparing the ground, spreading the film, pointing the seeds one by one, picking the seedlings one by one, picking them one by one, and loading the trucks one by one to buy them. Mother four or five o'clock in the morning on the ground, the darkness of the shadow before entering the house, a persistent for many years, ate those suffering, now do not dare to think. Good, my family's cotton is good, there is a good harvest, the selling price is high, this is the yellow earth to live up to my parents sweat. Just rely on cotton, my brother and I graduated from secondary school and have a job, and then have a child, my mother left the countryside to come to the city, to take care of the two grandchildren of the heavy responsibility.
Mother's character is stubborn and strong. I remember two borrowed money, are for me, the first time is for me to go to school, when my brother has gone to secondary school, school tuition fees are high, the family is quite difficult, and my general size did not go to school students are at home to help the family to work, or to do a small business to earn money, my father did not want me to go to school again. My mother couldn't do it, saying that she had been blind all her life and couldn't let her own children not go to school again. My parents argued and even fought many times over the issue of my schooling, but my mother didn't compromise; she borrowed money from everywhere to raise money for my tuition. Fortunately, I was able to get into the Jiuquan Teacher Training College with the top score in the county, and I was able to get a scholarship from the school every year, so I was able to reduce some of the burden on my family. But I always do not let my parents worry, since I was a child, I like art, and began to learn dance, voice, piano, which is a considerable amount of tuition. On the advice of my teacher, Ms. Jin Shumei, I took a part-time job as a dance instructor to save money on dance lessons. In order to save the cost of learning piano, I ate 1.2 yuan soup noodles every day, compared to fried vegetables and rice, this can save 20 cents, the result is that I now never eat soup noodles.
Anyway, I graduated with honors from Jiuquan Teacher's College and joined the workforce, and I thought I could take it easy, but I let my mother borrow money for me for a second time. After work, faced with a big problem, there is no place to go to practice the piano, I would like to use the electronic piano at home to practice on the line, but the mother can not, she said I put so much effort to learn the piano, can not just give up. So, my mother once again borrowed money from all over the world and bought a big piece that no one in our village would dare to think of - a 9,000 yuan piano. People in the village were a bit puzzled by the fact that the family still used a pickup truck for work, and could not even afford to buy a tractor, but spent so much money to buy a useless thing. However, my mother just bought it for me. To write about my mother, I can not help but write that time and time again when I was a child beaten. My mother's love for her children is the village famous, mother always said, she ate too much suffering as a child, do not want their children to suffer again, and even a "young as a child and a person's young" feeling of the left and right neighbor's children also love. However, the mother of our siblings of the education is even more strict the whole township is famous. As long as the mistake, the mother is going to hit, mother hit me can be very powerful, hit the calf blood long flow, others dare not stop, stop can not stop, I do not dare to run, run can not run. Facts have proved that the mother is right, she borrowed money twice, broke countless branches, but the daughter's life achievements. I inherited my father's gentleness, tolerance, patience, and indisputable character, as well as my mother's intelligence, resilience, indomitability, and ability to endure hardship. After working for a year, I never let my parents borrow a penny from others, and I never let my mother scold me again. I used my own efforts to make my parents live happily, decently and with dignity. Live in the admiration of others, live in the heart of the solidity ......?? Afterword: Seemingly cloudy expression, but due to repeated tears can not write. The world does not exist the so-called empathy, fragile people will go around to talk about their own misfortune, strong people will only not move to grow.