Small courtyard story prose

A tall and straight Chinese pine tree, a courtyard surrounded by several earth walls, and a row of adobe houses inside, this is the small courtyard. The house is getting older and the pine trees are getting taller and taller, but what happened in the yard has entered his heart, which he can't forget for a long time and stays in the depths of his memory, so that he can always remember those distant days, grasp the present and live in the present.

There are no big buildings in the small yard.

As long as I can remember, their family lived in a small courtyard for a long time before moving out. At that time, their family had no money to build a building, and several people crowded into a room. When neighbors visit, it is inevitable to talk about the house. Uncle Wang who lives under the door is a gossip. When Uncle Wang went to his home for leisure, he said to his parents, "You two godsons, you two build a house separately. Where can you live when the doll grows up and you get married? "

Father said, "Don't worry about Uncle Wang. My son has grown up and has his own ideas. If they can build it themselves, I don't care where they are. I will provide them with opportunities to go to school one by one, and they will take good care of the future. You can build your big house. "

After listening to this, Uncle Wang said, "If the doll has a future, everything can be said. In case the book is not read in the future and the house is not built, it will be difficult for the daughter-in-law to leave! "

"It's not easy for me to raise them and send them to school. How much can I help them? It is up to them to decide whether to marry or not. "

"When the time comes you are afraid of is not true. If people ask you for it, you are afraid to sit still. "

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. As long as they live up to expectations, I still want them to go to school. We'll talk about building a house later. "

A few years later, Wang Shu's family built a magnificent building. My mother was envious when she saw it. She came back clamoring to build a house with her father, but his father still insisted on not building a house for their three brothers to go to school, and the yard never built a building. Seeing that his father's mind was not on building a house, Uncle Wang stopped telling them about building a house in the future. Later, two college students came out of the yard, both working in the city. When Wang Shu met his father, he always praised him, saying that his father was an able man and gave up two college students.

The saddest Spring Festival.

It's the Spring Festival, and there's nothing at home to buy new year's goods. It means that he expects his father to buy him some delicious food every day. Other people's dolls are all showing off in front of him in beautiful new clothes. He looked at those beautiful clothes and wanted his parents to buy him one, but he was looking forward to it, but he still didn't wait for his father to buy him new clothes.

Knowing that life at home was difficult, he never asked his parents for new clothes. I remember a few days ago, others came to my house to earn money, and my parents had no money to give them. I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do. Finally, my father went to borrow money from his neighbors, borrowed a lot of money, and finally paid back others' money. After the creditor left, my mother began to quarrel with my father. Mom said first: "The time at home passed like this. What's the significance of this day? People can't even pay more than ten dollars for grinding. I don't know what I did in my last life. God will punish me like this. This kind of life is really impossible. "

Father slammed the door, glared at his mother and walked out of the house. As he walked, he said, "Don't rush me. I'm going out to work tomorrow. You wish I could go out! " After that, he left without looking back and didn't come back until evening. His mother was watching TV when he came back. After my father came in, he began to look for clothes and bags. It looks like he's really leaving. Mother saw her busy father and said, "What are you doing this for? What do you go out for during the Spring Festival? Don't bully others What will the neighbors say about me when you leave? This is still a New Year's Eve. "

My father didn't seem to hear me. No matter what my mother said, he insisted on leaving. He packed his luggage. Just as he was about to go out, my mother blocked the door and wouldn't let him go out. When my father saw this, he gave my mother an angry look. My mother ignored him and blocked him at the door. My father tried to make a dash for the door several times, but she turned him back. He was a little impatient and gave his mother a push. Her mother tripped and fell at the door. Before she stood up, she saw tears running down her face. At the same time, he scolded with tears, "Men in other families are good at killing time. They built room after room, and the days became more and more prosperous. When did I live here? Why is my life like this? "

Dad looked at his crying mother sitting at the door, walked up to her and said, "Stop crying, or others will listen to jokes. Don't bother me for a day. Let's have a good year, and I will go out to earn money. " Get up first, I'm not leaving! "After that, my father helped my mother. Mother took the luggage from her father and they went into the house. He and his younger brother, who were scared to cry by this scene, stopped crying when they saw that their parents were reconciled, and followed them into the house.

Seeing his and his brother's crying faces, his mother said lovingly, "What are you two crying about? Adults are adults' business. Just study hard. Your father and I have a family business. " After that, my mother went to cook. The father looked at him and his brother and said, "Don't cry. What are the two male dolls crying about? Do your homework quickly. "After that, my dad went to help my mother cook.

A big bowl of leftovers

It's getting dark, and his parents haven't come back from the oil mill on the street. He and his brother are sitting at home waiting anxiously, their homework has been finished, and their stomachs are growling with hunger. However, there is only a big bowl of leftovers left at home. He and his brother, two children aged seven or eight, can't cook and don't know what to do.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, they suddenly heard the door ring. They thought their parents had come back, ran to the door and opened it. It turned out that my cousin had come to play with them. After they opened the door, my cousin came in. After the cousin came in, the three of them had nothing to do, so they played games. After playing, the three of them felt so hungry that they began to plan how to fill their stomachs. Three people have never cooked, and they don't know how to cook a new meal, so they plan to heat up the leftovers and eat some padding first.

Speaking of hot leftovers, none of them wanted to be hot at first. They all said they were afraid of bad cooking, and some people complained that they didn't eat well. Finally, my brother said that he was here for hot meals, so don't blame him. After that, he went to heat the big bowl of leftovers. He didn't eat much leftovers after they were heated. My cousin and I ate most of the rice, and my brother only ate a small part.

After eating the leftovers, it was too dark to see anything, and my cousin went home. My brother and I stood at the door of our house anxiously waiting for our parents to come back, but we just waited and waited around, but our parents didn't come back. At about ten o'clock in the evening, my parents finally came back. When I came back, my mother asked me if I had dinner with my brother. I told her that we had a big bowl of hot leftovers. I can see that my mother is very tired. She planned to cook more meals, but her brother persuaded her. She never did it again.

When I sleep at night, my brother feels very weak when he talks to me. I asked him what was wrong. He said he was hungry, and I said, why don't you eat more leftovers? He said that you and your cousin had finished eating, so he ordered some rice, so he ate more of what you two ate. I regretted it after listening to it, secretly blaming myself for being the boss, why not be as good as my brother? He would rather starve himself and let me and others suffer. I really don't know what to say to him. In order to let his tired mother have a rest, he chose to starve himself and not bother her. This is his brother, and people don't know what to say.

I don't know why he did it, just like I never understood what family is. Maybe it's abstract, but it's concrete, so concrete that it can be seen everywhere, but we ignore the feelings that can be seen everywhere in life.

The small courtyard is just a dilapidated farmhouse, and many stories have happened here, either touching or disturbing; There are many memories here, some disappear in the dust, and some stay in everyone's heart in the yard forever. Maybe many years later, they will be scattered in other corners of the world, but the memories in the small courtyard will always accompany them.