Seeking touching family stories

My home is in a remote mountain village, and my parents are farmers with their backs to the loess. I have a brother who is three years younger than me. Once, I stole fifty cents from my father's drawer in order to buy a flower handkerchief that all girls have. Father found that there was less money that day, so he let us kneel by the wall and hold a bamboo pole so that we could admit who stole it. I was so scared by this scene that I bowed my head and dared not speak. Father refused to admit when he saw us, saying that they had played together. Say that finish, he raised the bamboo pole in his hand. Suddenly, his brother grabbed his father's hand and said loudly, Dad, I stole it, not my sister. Hit me! The bamboo pole in my father's hand fell mercilessly on my brother's back and shoulders. Father was so angry that he sat on the kang and scolded, "You know how to steal from home now. Will it be all right when you grow up?" I'm going to kill you. You're so disappointing. "That night, my mother and I held my bruised brother, and he didn't shed a tear. In the middle of the night, I suddenly cried. My brother put his little hand over my mouth and said, Sister, don't cry. Anyway, I'm finished. I always hate myself for not having the courage to admit it. Many years later, I still remember my brother blocking the bamboo pole for me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 1 1 year old. When my brother graduated from middle school, he was admitted to a key high school in the county. At the same time, I also received the admission notice from the provincial university. That night, my father squatted in the yard, smoking a cigarette in his bag, still mumbling. They are both so disappointing. What's the use of mom secretly wiping her tears and saying that she is trying to succeed? For what? The younger brother walked up to his father and said, Dad, I don't want to study. Anyway, I'm full. The father slapped his younger brother and said, Why are you so worthless? Even if I sell iron, I will give you both up. Then he turned and went out to borrow money from door to door. I stroked my brother's swollen face and said, you should continue to study. If a boy doesn't study, he will never get out of this poor ravine. My brother looked at me and nodded. At that time, I had decided to give up the opportunity to go to school. Unexpectedly, before dawn the next day, my brother secretly left with some rags and some dry steamed buns, leaving a note on my pillow: Don't worry, sister, it's not easy to get into college. I'll go out and work for you. Brother. I took the note and lay on the kang crying.

That year, my brother 17 years old and I was 20 years old.

With the money borrowed by my father from the village and the money earned by my brother moving cement on the construction site, I finally went to junior year. One day I was reading in the dormitory, and my classmates came in and called me, Mei Zi, a fellow villager looking for you. Why would a fellow villager look for me? I went out and saw my brother waiting for me in the distance, wearing overalls covered with cement and sand. I said, how did you tell your classmates that you are my hometown? He smiled and said, look at me dressed like this, saying that I am your brother, and your classmates don't laugh at you? As soon as my nose is sour, my tears come down. I patted the dust on my brother and choked and said, you are my brother. No matter what you wear in your life, I'm not afraid of jokes. He carefully took out a butterfly hairpin wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket, measured it on my head and said, I think all girls in the city wear this, so I'll buy one for you. I couldn't hold it any longer, crying in the street with my brother in my arms.

That year, my brother was 20 years old and I was 23 years old.

The first time I brought my boyfriend home, I saw that the glass that had been lost for many years was installed and the room was spotless. I spoiled my mother after my boyfriend left. I said, mom, why did you keep the house so clean? Mother is old and smiles like a chrysanthemum, saying that your brother will come back early to clean up. Did you see the cut on his hand? I scratched it when I was loading the glass. I walked into my brother's cabin and saw his thin face. I was very sad. He still smiled and said, the first time you brought a friend home, you were a college student in the city. You can't make people laugh at our family. I put medicine on his wound and asked him, does it hurt? He said, no pain. I'm at the construction site, and my feet are so swollen that I can't put on my shoes. I am still working! Shut up halfway. I turned my face away and cried.

That year, my brother was 23 and I was 26. |

After I got married, I lived in the city. My husband and I tried to bring my parents to live together several times, but they refused, saying that we didn't know what to do when we left the village. The younger brother didn't agree, and said, elder sister, you should take care of your brother-in-law parents with all your heart! My parents have me. My husband was promoted to the factory director, and I discussed with him to transfer my brother to the management repair department. Unexpectedly, my brother refused and insisted on being a repairman. Once my brother climbed a ladder to repair the wire, so he was shocked and admitted to the hospital. My husband and I went to see him. I caressed his leg in plaster and blamed him for letting you become a cadre early. Now that you fall like this, can't you be a worker to do that job? He said seriously, why don't you think about my brother-in-law? He just came here, and I have no education, so I just became an official. What's the effect on him? My husband was moved to tears, and I cried and said, brother, you are uneducated because my sister delayed you. He took my hand and said, it's over. Why did you bring it up?

That year, my brother was 26 and I was 29. When my brother was 30 years old, he married a filial rural girl. At the wedding, the host asked him who your favorite person was, and he replied without thinking, my sister. My younger brother told a story that I can't remember: when I first went to primary school, my school was in a neighboring village, and my sister and I had to walk for an hour every day to get home. One day, I lost a glove, and my sister gave me one of hers. She walked so far wearing gloves herself. When I got home, my sister's hands were too cold to lift chopsticks. From then on, I vowed to treat my sister well in my life. The audience applauded and the guests turned to me. I said, the most grateful person in my life is my brother.

I couldn't stop crying when I should be happiest. ......