I miss my grandmother's death.

Grandma 192 1 was born in Anhui in, at the age of 94. I don't know the exact date of birth. Maybe even grandma can't remember her date of birth.

Grandma's life is very hard. She lost her father in her early years and her spouse in her middle age. In the early 1960s, there was a famine in Mengcheng, Anhui. In order to survive, grandma led her father to beg all the way to Shaanxi to go to her uncle. She married a poor bachelor because she couldn't find a suitable good family with two children. That is, what I called Mr. Chen later gave birth to his third uncle. Marry a chicken with a chicken, and marry a dog with a dog. Grandma's children naturally change their surnames to Chen. People in my hometown are very taboo about this surname. Every time I write a letter, I only write my father's first name, not my last name.

There are three sisters in my family, and space is limited. I can only sleep in grandma's room and go back to my room during the day. At that time, it was an agricultural society with five people in the family. Only our parents are laborers, and our sisters can't work and get rations when the three of them are young. Village cadres always have opinions that we are three birds (Joe). Because of poverty, our stomachs are often hungry and we don't feel full at all.

When I was a child, my grandmother's house was my "safe haven". My three sisters are the wildest and most naughty. Once I am in trouble, I will run to my grandmother's house, because only my grandmother can protect me. She always speaks with an accent similar to that of Henan, with the accents of Anhui and Shandong: "Why did you hit her? Children grow up not sensible, obedient ... "Mother was very angry. With grandma's connivance, I repeatedly taught and made mistakes, so I was often beaten.

I remember the summer when I was nine years old, my mother went out and told me not to let chickens spoil me. I stirred it several times. When my mother cut a load of wheat and took it home, she saw me playing with my neighbor's children. The wheat on the straw mat was stripped all over the floor by chicken, and there was chicken excrement in it. In a rage, I grabbed a broom and hit me. I ran barefoot to my grandmother's house, and I was accidentally pricked by a broken bottle thrown by others, and the blood flowed down my heel. I left my bright red footprints all the way. Grandma was so distressed that she let me sit on the shelf car and send me home with Teacher Chen. Angry and angry, my mother took me to the town health center for seven stitches. I dare not shed a tear without anesthesia. Now I feel really brave. Up to now, the soles of my feet have left scars in the shape of three words.

Finally, the most difficult days have passed, and I have lived a dull life for decades. When I graduated from high school, Teacher Chen died, and my grandmother lived with her three uncles and aunts. Hard-working grandma gets up early every day, works in the fields and at home, and has little leisure time. Three uncles collect pigs to kill pigs, while grandma is busy fighting against intestines and boiling water to scald pigs. It's sad to visit her cousin (my uncle's fifth son) at noon in dog days. It's still so hard when I'm almost eighty, and then I'll take it back to my hometown in Shandong directly. In fact, grandma has always been attached to her eldest son, who was in her hometown in Anhui, and kept saying that she wanted me to write to her uncle and take her back to see her, so grandma went for 16 or 17 years.

In the second year after grandma returned to her hometown, my mother came to see her with her father and nephew, thinking of cleaning up the house and taking her old man back to Shaanxi. Who knows that bad things always fall on our family from time to time, and my father unfortunately left first in an accident, so my grandmother stayed at home and became a member of my uncle's family. My mother and I visit my elderly grandmother every few years. The last time I went home was June 13. Grandma asked me to take her back to Shaanxi like a child, where people were buried in loess. Grandma, please go at ease! Be careful on the dead end! My dad is with you, so you won't be lonely.

Because of poverty, grandpa's brothers failed to get married. Grandpa left early, grandma was delirious, and the burden of the family was on her shoulders. In addition to working in the fields, grandma has to take care of the whole family, serve the elderly and raise children. she is always as busy as a bee. Grandma's life dictionary has never had the word "herself". It is said that coptis chinensis is bitter, and grandma's life is more bitter than coptis chinensis. As early as the late fifties and early sixties, when the country was in danger, Anhui's hometown was also affected by disasters year after year, and there was famine everywhere. My grandfather starved to death. Grandpa was only thirty-five when he died. Grandpa's death left a scar on grandma: he left an outstanding foreign debt; Left a few shabby thatched cottages; Left a miserable child; Every day, there are countless sorrows that you shouldn't cry, sorrows that have no effect, sorrows that want to cry without tears, sorrows that want to say goodbye, and bloody sorrows. In order to make a living, grandma earns work points during the day and spins and weaves at night.

When my grandfather died, my uncle was eighteen, my father was twelve and my aunt was only six. A bad grandmother is both a father and a mother Grandma's uncle learned the details in Shaanxi and sent a message to let grandma take her children to Shaanxi. Because uncle is an adult, the production team won't let him go, so grandma has to take her father and aunt to find uncle. Then settled in Shaanxi. My grandmother looked at Mr. Chen's face and suffered a lot for her children. ...

Grandma left, and my uncle buried her in her hometown in Anhui, with her grandfather. Grandma's filial sons and grandchildren knelt all over the yard, and all the relatives grandma had never met came to see me off, including my father's uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. I thank them for my late father!

Grandma, go at ease!

Green hills and cypresses are sad, and green water and tender grass are weeping and swallowing.

Full of children and grandchildren, I can't forget my grandmother's face.

Grandma, rest in peace! You won't be alone in the kingdom of heaven, with your grandfather and your son. When you are tired, you lie on the Simmons bed given by your uncle, watch TV and listen to the opera. If you are bored, let your son drive you and take you and grandpa out to play. Remember to tell your son that there are traffic lights in heaven, so that he can drive safely according to the traffic rules and don't let the accident happen again. If you have no money, grab a cash cow and shake it. If you don't eat and drink frugally, you will be rich in heaven!

Grandma, the unfilial grandson has gone home, and I will burn money for your annual sacrifice. ...