My father has relatives in my hometown.

Five years ago, in the fifth lunar month, my father left us forever. Back in May, my father's memory came to my mind from time to time. Now I record one or two songs in memory of my father. At the same time, we comforted his old man, and we had a good time during his absence. )

Three? Relatives in my hometown

Among relatives in my hometown, my father often mentions my aunts besides my grandfather.

My grandmother is not mentioned by my father many times, but when talking about some past events, my father will say what my grandmother did at that time. I have never met my grandmother. From my father's mouth, I gradually formed the impression that she is a woman with high myopia, busy with housework all day and calm when things happen.

My father's two aunts (my aunt) were also mentioned. After my father left home, one year, I could hardly see, so I went to my aunt's house for a few days. When she left, she gave him money and clothes and secretly stuffed some money into the new shoes she prepared for him. I can't remember who my aunt is. In those most difficult days, my father remembered his kindness all his life.

My elder sister-in-law gave birth to many dads. They probably got married when my father was sensible. My father seldom talks about them. I didn't know what happened to my aunt and cousin until I met them. They should have lived a well-off life without worry about food and clothing, but their luck was not good, which made these two polite women who had been in school since childhood suffer endless suffering and suffering. Fortunately, their knowledge and virtue affect their children, and my cousins live up to their expectations and filial piety and let them live a comfortable and satisfactory life in their later years. If only they could live to this day and watch their children's careers flourish and their children and grandchildren be full.

I only met my elder sister-in-law once and lived with her for a few days. One year, my third aunt came back from Shenyang to see us, and my sister also brought her sister to our house. When my third aunt left, my sister stopped by to go home, and I followed them back to my hometown for two days. When I was young, I didn't know how to get close to my aunt. I only remember playing with my sister. We live near the railway station where my sister works. Ge Jie took me across the long bridge and wandered around the center of the county. I bought something called' Guapo' from a roadside vendor with a basket. That' rotating claw' is like a small twisted branch, which is particularly sweet. I haven't eaten claws since then, and I miss its taste very much. Later, I lived near my hometown for many years and inquired many times. No one knows such a thing. Two years ago, I ate in a small restaurant near Suya Lake. In the kitchen backyard, I saw a tree fall to the ground like a crutch. Ask the waiter that the name of the tree she said is not a crutch, but I firmly believe that it is the crutch I am looking for. Maybe the name is different, or maybe the name is wrong.

I went to menstruation's house for a while when I was about seven years old. Although I know something about my second aunt, I just look at everything about adults from the perspective of a child. Aunt's house should face south, but because of the turn, I always feel that the door faces west. The second uncle is tall and thin, as if wearing glasses. I heard that his eyes were injured on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and my little heart admired him. He loves to come back after drinking at night, and his little cousin always sits on his lap and slaps his drunk face. He never gets angry. At that time, my elder sister was married. I remember going to my aunt's house once, in a small village not far from the south. It seems that I need to cross a ditch and walk not far. My second aunt is a quiet and peaceful woman. She told my mother that she fled with her children in those years. I listened with soul-stirring, and I was both afraid and full of admiration for my second aunt. My second aunt's family has several brothers and sisters. I can play with the children next door on the roadside behind the house, which makes me feel at home for the first time. Aegean elder sister is several years older than me and often takes me to play. I remember her the most. When I was in junior high school, Sister Aegean ran 100 miles by bike to my house and took me to the fair. Listening to her story about racing with boys, I especially admire her.

My father mentioned my third aunt the most. Because my father went out to study with my third aunt from childhood until he became an adult. So, he knows my third aunt better. He often says that I look like my third aunt, and my tone of voice is the same. Probably when he was with my third aunt, who was sometimes strict with him. He always said that my third aunt had been a prisoner and talked like a noisy person. If I speak too rashly, my father will say, just like your third aunt, I won't be soft.

According to my father, my third aunt should have gone to school before liberation. At that time, our family's life was not comfortable. My third aunt has a classmate named Cui, the daughter of a rich man. She often helps my third aunt. They live together like sisters. When the Kuomintang fled to Taiwan Province Province, it ordered all the students in this school to move to Taiwan Province Province. When they were about to board the ship, Third Aunt's classmates found that one of her packages containing money had been left at her residence. Because the third aunt is tall and runs fast, she goes back to get the parcel. When she came back, the boat had already left. Every time my father talks about this, we are very glad that Third Aunt missed the boat, otherwise, we may never see Third Aunt again.

Then my third aunt went to the police academy. After graduation, she first worked in Xinyang (according to my father, my third aunt worked in Jigongshan police station). When I traveled to Jigongshan, I saw that Jigongshan police station was particularly kind, and imagined that she worked there), then she came to Wuhan and finally worked and lived in Shenyang for decades.

My third aunt is the most promising of their brothers and sisters, and she is also the one with the heaviest burden and the most worries. Every Spring Festival, she sends money and things to several sisters, brothers and sisters, and she worries about their family affairs. Until a few years ago, she often sent money to my uncle. Every time my uncle receives the money from her, he will let me call my third aunt and tell her that the money has been received, so that she can rest assured. This also gives me more opportunities to talk to my third aunt.

The first letter I wrote in my life was to my third aunt. That was before the Spring Festival in my first grade of primary school. My third aunt sent us money. My father was not at home at that time, and my mother asked me to write to my third aunt and say that the money had been received. With the help of my mother, I wrote a short message in crooked words and signed it' Xiao Li' at last. Long after the letter was sent, I was worried that my third aunt would laugh at my poor handwriting and poor sentences. As a result, menstruation wrote back and praised me, which made me proud for a long time.

My uncle and sister-in-law are my most familiar. According to my mother, they lived with us when I was a child. Although my sister-in-law has experienced some ups and downs, she has never suffered any major crimes in her life. Unfortunately, he suffered from an incurable disease and passed away prematurely.

Now, my uncle is the only one alive among their brothers and sisters. May he live a long and healthy life!

Every time my mother mentions her hometown, she always talks about my father's uncles and aunts. She went back to her hometown with my father once, and her grandparents and uncle died. It was her father's uncle and aunt who received them and made them feel the warmth of home.

Although I have never been back to my hometown, and most of these relatives have passed away, these relatives live in my memory, and this deep and mellow affection will always flow in my blood.