Yaou and his grandma’s diary

Yaou’s parents studied water conservancy engineering. In the 1960s, they responded to the party’s call to settle in border areas and worked in the water conservancy department of Kuqa, Xinjiang. At that time, transportation was extremely inconvenient. It would take seven or eight days to return to my hometown of Kaifeng, Henan, even if the wind and water were smooth. Materials were scarce, and heavy snow often closed the door in winter. Vegetables became a luxury item on the dining table. Three meals a day were served with potatoes and vermicelli. companion. Faced with such harsh conditions, the parents could only bear the pain and sent their son Yaou, who was less than two years old, to live with his grandmother in Kaifeng.

The grandma of Asia and Europe is a kind-hearted, peaceful old man, but there is something legendary about her fragile appearance. "Grandma's" grandfather came from a wealthy family in Yuanyang County, Henan Province. Gengzhi accumulated some wealth throughout his life, but the only drawback was that he only had a lame daughter. Grandpa had no choice but to recruit a son-in-law. As in the traditional story, a smart and capable long-term worker married into the Wang family and supported the family. They had three daughters and one son, and their life was prosperous. The "rich local man" attaches great importance to the education of his children and is willing to exchange three lives for a scholarly education.

Under the protection of her parents, her talented and intelligent grandma graduated from Kaifeng Normal University and found a job as a Chinese teacher in No. 1 Middle School in Yuanyang County, her hometown. Grandma quickly won everyone's praise for her delicate calligraphy skills, solid foundation in ancient Chinese prose, humility to colleagues, and kindness to students.

After liberation, my grandma, who was born as a landlord, behaved in a down-to-earth manner and was an honest person. She was basically able to settle down and live in peace during the early movements of the Republic of China without any serious problems. However, even though he kept his tail between his legs, he still could not escape the catastrophe of the anti-rightist movement in 1957. Someone reported to my grandma that she spread anti-Party remarks in class, saying that there was too much labor and that students did not have enough to eat, which affected students' learning. Because of the hat-wearing indicator, in order to complete the task, the school had to classify my grandma as a rightist against her will and sent her to a garment factory in Kaifeng to participate in labor and undergo transformation. In the factory, grandma still smiled and treated people in a friendly manner. She didn't show any signs of grievance. She took the initiative to clean and organize the fabrics in the workshop. The strange thing is that the secretary of the party branch of the workshop never felt sorry for grandma. Instead, he called her Teacher Wang and left the propaganda slogans and blackboard newspapers in the workshop to her. As time went by, everyone forgot that there was another rightist in the workshop who was undergoing transformation.

When Asia and Europe sent them, grandma was responsible for their upbringing. When I was a little older, I went to the kindergarten in the factory and went to and from get off work with my grandma. Yaou grew up immersed in grandma's stories. Even if he was facing a student, grandma still told them vividly. The story incorporates traditional Chinese virtues, especially the four-dimensional education of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. When he reached school age, Yaou studied all the primary school textbooks and first-grade junior high school courses on his own at home with his grandma’s careful guidance.

In 1979, amid the tide of policy implementation by the Party Central Committee, grandma’s label as a rightist was finally removed. The children who had been punished were even more excited than their mother when they heard the news, because the label of rightist did not It was overwhelming for my grandmother, but it was overwhelming for her children. They were discriminated against and restricted whether they were assigned for further education or joining the party. Grandma returned to Yuanyang County No. 1 Middle School and stood on the platform again after twenty years of absence. Yaou also followed her grandma and completed junior high school in Yuanyang No. 1 Middle School. My grandma finished her first class with tears in her eyes when she returned to teaching. Three years later, when she retired, she finished her last class with tears in her eyes and bid farewell to the podium. After twenty years of searching, a woman with great talent and great ambition has no way to serve her country. It is really like: "The world is a big dream, how many autumns are there in life?" It echoes the emotion of the poet Li Bai: "If you want to cross the Yellow River, it will be blocked by ice. Climb Taihang and the sky is covered with snow."

Faced with his grandma’s heavy love, Yaou was very sensible. He had never attended elementary school and directly followed his grandma to Yuanyang No. 1 Middle School for the second grade of junior high school. At the age of 13, he returned to Kaifeng to study in high school and took the exam at the age of 16. Entered Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, graduated from university under the age of 20, and was assigned to work in the Provincial Public Security Department. It was at the time when "life must be full of joy" that Yaou sized up the situation and resigned from his position as a civil servant without hesitation and went to Shenzhen to work hard.

The hardships that grandma endured enabled Yaou to learn how to deal with setbacks. Soon, Yaou won the first pot of gold in the shopping mall. Everything happened at the right time. He slowly established himself in Shenzhen and had a family, children, a house, and a shop. , with a car... As a white-collar worker, he has everything he can have.

When he was full of ambitions, he missed his grandma more and more. He often took a short vacation for himself, returned to Kaifeng, snuggled up to his grandma, and whispered something that only the two of them could understand. When my grandma was in her seventies, she accidentally suffered a massive myocardial infarction and went through hell. Her successful rescue of the old man became a classic case of the hospital in Kaifeng and was published in the national publication. After two years of nursing, grandma slowly regained her strength and was able to roll noodles and make dumplings for Yaou who returned home. The family was filled with the joy of escaping from death.

Time flies and the years are ruthless. Grandma is already a centenarian in 20XX. She can still walk alone in the community yard every day and help with what she can at home. One day in April of this year, the old man felt chest discomfort and shortness of breath. After he was sent to the hospital, the hospital quickly issued a critical illness notice. Yaou rushed back from Shenzhen by plane... Everything was arranged quietly and at the same time, he prayed. Grandma had another miracle. Grandma was lying on the bed in the emergency observation room, breathing weakly and relying on infusion to maintain her vitality. One night, grandma's hand suddenly gained some strength, and she held Yaou's hand without letting go, and her lips moved a few times. Yaou understood deeply, held her grandma's skinny little hand tightly with her big hand, and told her with all her heart that if Yaou doesn't leave, Yaou will always stay with her. Grandma immediately calmed down, her cheeks looking relaxed and comforted.

In the middle of the night, Yaou leaned down and pressed his face against his face, feeling the body temperature of his grandma. He knew that his grandma was drifting away from him. At this time, he could not cry or shout. Tears were rolling in his eyes and could not flow out. He could only hold his hands tighter and his face closer. He wanted to spend more time with her. Grandma for a while...