In my family of origin, my parents have a total of three children. There are three of us, the eldest sister, the elder brother and me. Childhood is beautiful, teenager is happy. Although life is not rich, it is full of friendship and warmth. In this way, day by day came 1990 (30 years ago), that year, I joined the army, and in December 1993 (27 years ago), I returned to my hometown, the beautiful Wuyi Ridge.

At that time, every family was very hard, my brother's family of three relied on his meager salary to survive, at that time, the monthly salary was only about 170 yuan, and I had to feed the newborn child, although the life was happy, but poverty did limit people's imagination.

In order to make the eldest brother's family live a better life, at that time, the mother used the money left between the teeth to pay the fee for the eldest brother to learn a driver's license, and throughout the spring and summer of this year, the elder brother could only practice driving every day, and the sister-in-law could only stay at home in order to take care of the children.

Of course, every family is loving, and our family will not be lacking. In order to make my brother more comfortable learning driving skills, I took on my brother's job and went to the mountains to maintain the road for him.

Today I can still clearly remember that early in the morning, when I came to the steam control office (my brother's unit at that time), an open-top car, speeding on the road of the potholes, in order to resist the wind and cold, several of our workers, curled together, and the master of the steam control department drove, which was really called a fierce ah! When driving across the Bay Road, sometimes I don't collect gas, I remember crossing the Bay Road once, I was upside down, one meter high from the bottom of the car, if it wasn't for the workers next to me, I was likely to be thrown out of the car, maybe it was a tragedy.

If you catch up with the rain, you can only find a big tree, squat underneath, follow the wind direction, keep changing the position, under the big tree, soon become a soup chicken, gratifying, I can also for the ants under the feet, shelter from the wind and rain.

Sometimes, when I came back, there was no car to pick up, dozens of kilometers of the road, only step by step to walk back, to the house legs are soft, at this time the road is a soft cotton road, as if if if I use some more force, my legs will bend in front of the knees.

The scorching sun, wind and rain, and a sandy road with no end in sight, wielding a shovel every day, every pore, oozing sweat, exudes the smell of love, so that the life of my brother's family of three can be guaranteed. Although the work is hard, I can often flash in front of my eyes, and the bright smiling face of my eldest nephew is also very hard to work. How people needed money to keep them fed.

I wanted to help them better, he was my dearest brother, but that's all I could do at that time. Struggle, labor......