Some relatives are far worse than outsiders.

My father and they have four brothers, my father is the eldest, and there are three uncles, three uncles, but Yao Shu seems to be gone, and I haven't seen him since I can remember, so the fourth brother is actually no different from the third brother.

In my impression, even if my grandparents died, my uncle never went to the front line to observe filial piety, let alone see my grandparents for the last time. However, after my grandmother died, my uncle came back and sold all the land allocated to him at a low price. It seems that my grandmother was partial to my uncle when she was alive, because the land she gave him was fertile and good, and several pieces of our family were wasteland on the mountain. However, before I understand, my uncle's land is gone. Either I lost gambling with others and mortgaged the land, or I sold the land directly to gamble. Later, he ran out to avoid debts, went to Yunnan, got infected with drugs, and embarked on the road of drug abuse. He didn't know these things until the Yunnan police station informed us that the local police station would take people back to their hometown. Otherwise, he has been missing for more than ten or twenty years, and our family has been tacitly not mentioning him, as if this uncle doesn't exist in our family. As long as I can remember, from leaving to returning, he was forced to give up drugs and return to his hometown. After he came out of the drug rehabilitation center, he returned to Yunnan and continued to disappear. He didn't come back until my grandfather died. As soon as he came back, he divided my grandfather's old sweet potatoes and sold them at a low price!

To make matters worse, every time he comes back, he almost always picks on my dad. The first time, he asked my dad to help him with his ID card. Then my dad ran around for him, and he was given an ID card when it was ready. People don't appreciate it at all. The second time was even more outrageous. My dad told him not to sell the land to others and begged him to sell it to my dad. Instead of agreeing, he teamed up with those who lied to him to bully my dad. These are all tolerable. The most irritating thing is that he asked my dad for money, but my dad wouldn't give it, so he chased my dad with a knife and cut a big hole in my house. If my dad can't run fast, he can go in.

These things happened when we were still in high school. My dad said it's a good thing that our three brothers and sisters are not at home, otherwise there will be a bigger tragedy. It was after this incident that my father resolutely broke the brotherhood with my uncle, and his life and death had nothing to do with my father. After this incident, my uncle never came back or even disappeared, and even our local police station could not find his trace. My dad said that my uncle must have gone to the drug den again, and I don't know if anyone ... My dad's tone still revealed regret. After all, they only have four brothers, which is really thin compared with the other five or six brothers and sisters in our village. Alas ..... However, such relatives are not as good as outsiders.

My uncle has been dead for several years. He used to be a very talented person, and his life was defeated by wine. There is only wine in his world, and his wife and children don't care, let alone the big and small things at home. Can you count on him? However, the dead are gone, not to mention.

Let's focus on my uncle. There are too many grievances. My uncle had a good relationship with my dad before marriage, but many unpleasant and even irritating things happened after marriage.

Our two families grew up separated by a wall, but it is this wall that makes our relationship close and distant. However, the biggest feeling that my uncle's family has given me over the years is alienation.

I still vaguely remember that one year my uncle did what my uncle did, chasing my dad with a knife and driving him behind the Jianshan Mountain to hide. The cause of the matter is only a small matter-land exchange. At that time, my uncle's family had a piece of land on the side of the road, and mine was in it. The land on the side of the road was easily destroyed by people or cattle and horses, so my aunt made my grandmother eccentric and gave my father the piece of land that was not easy to be destroyed, clamoring to exchange it with my family. My dad didn't want to, so she encouraged my uncle to quarrel with my dad and even use a knife.

In this way, there are countless quarrels with family members because of a little interest. Basically, my aunt is unreasonable, mercenary, unwilling and shameful. The children of our two families have lived in all kinds of quarrels since childhood. Besides, my aunt's mouth stinks. It's easy for her to get dirty. My ten dads can't compete with her. My mother won't quarrel, so I can only persuade my father not to quarrel with her. Every village in dozens of miles of Fiona Fang knows that my father and his brother are at odds, and our neighbors often watch our jokes, so it is particularly easy to bully our family. So we spent our childhood not only in their quarrels, but also in the bullying of our neighbors.

? But forget it, the most chilling thing is that my uncle ignored my father's efforts. My uncle drove a big truck, and my father helped to deal with several rollover accidents at the first time. Every time I suspect that menstruation's heart is made of stone, she can ignore the danger and not answer a phone call. However, after all this, my uncle continued to turn his back on me at the instigation of my aunt.

Another time, because of a land dispute, my uncle and aunt had a big fight with a family with the same surname in the same village. My uncle and aunt both had broken ribs, and my father asked someone to explain it to them after running. However, when they left the hospital, they didn't remember their feelings.

Another time, my dad was arrested for gambling. In fact, it was my dad who went to jail, and my dad became a scapegoat. The day of the accident was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. My mother, my two younger brothers and I were so anxious that we didn't know what to do when we heard that my father had an accident. The first time we wanted my uncle to drive us to find someone to protect my dad, because only my uncle had a car, but my uncle flatly refused to help. Finally, I asked an uncle with the same surname for help, but when I found someone else, my dad had already entered the detention center. On the fourth day of the first month, my dad came out and my uncle drove us to pick him up. At that time, I thoroughly saw my uncle's character. From then on, I never thought about what I wanted from him at home.

I have to feel: many times relatives are not as good as outsiders.

Note: Before my uncle got married, my father and I had a good relationship and were very good to us. We also like this uncle. I've completely changed since I got married! My father has always said that he is the eldest son of this family and will try to unite this family anyway, but this one-way effort is very painful and even futile. Anyway, I can't deny that my uncle is very kind to us, but I can't forgive all the bad things he did to my family, because he did too many bad things ... When I grow up, I try to be a grateful person. When he has something to ask us, we will try our best to help him, but no matter how hard we try to help him, he will still suspect that we can't try our best to help him, so when we ask for help, we will find someone else. Maybe, maybe, he also had a bad feeling about what he had done!

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