My name is Lin Jiandong, and I was born in a small town on the edge of a fourth-tier city.

My memories began in the countryside, (maybe I was too young to remember clearly.) Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 I remember that my parents, aunt and grandparents lived together in a mud house with only three or four rooms, where it was dark, damp and leaking on rainy days, and life was very hard.

My father was very strict with me, and when I dropped a grain of rice during a meal, I would be scolded, and when my father scolded me, I would cry loudly. (After all, when I was young, children were prone to crying, didn't they?) At that time, the kind of porcelain bowls that were particularly rough and large were used for eating in the countryside, we called them sea bowls, and for a two- or three-year-old me, it was certain that I would take such a big bowl every time I ate, so many times, I would accidentally break the bowl.

As I said earlier, my father was very strict with me, and I would be scolded for dropping a grain of rice during dinner, and if I broke the bowl at this time, of course, the consequences can be imagined. It's certain that I was beaten, but then I fell a lot, my grandparents were there, and I was smarter, (I should have been scared at that time) as long as I accidentally dropped the bowl, I would cry aggrievedly before everyone found out, and my father saw me crying so sadly, and it was not good to beat me again. (Haha...) Now that I think about it, it was so smart back then)

In the countryside, when you say you're busy, you're busy, and when you say you're not busy, it's actually very relaxed. I don't know when my parents slowly disappeared from my field of vision, and my grandfather had to go out to do farm work, so I didn't see much of it all day long. I was naïve and was with my grandmother every day, when our family's mud house was built in front of a bamboo forest and a mountain behind it, and where I lived, now looking back, it was also a pleasure. Grandma especially likes to sit in front of the house and tie the firewood collected from the back mountain into small handfuls, and then stack small handfuls of firewood together, bundle them into a large handful, and base them at the door of the house, and wait until the firewood slowly dries out, and then it is easy to use when cooking. At that time, when my grandmother was tying firewood, I would take the initiative to pick up a few small branches that fell on the ground in front of the door and put them in front of my grandmother. At this time, grandma will definitely be very happy to say to me, Jiandong is really good, and he knows that he has helped grandma. Hearing my grandmother's encouragement, I was also very diligent, and I worked harder to pick up the small branches around me and put them in front of my grandmother, and my grandmother would definitely praise me from time to time. For this, I will be happy all day, and in the same way, I will also collect firewood all day. (Haha...) I'm so easy to get satisfied after a little while, haha... ）

When winter came, I still followed my grandmother all the time, and at that time there were no thermal underwear, no beautiful children's clothes, so I could only put one sweater after another knitted by my mother on my body, and add a pony coat and a coat on the outside. From a distance, wow! It's a small ball alive! Ha ha...

The family has cows, grandma has to go out every day to herd cattle, and at the same time have to carry a big basket, while herding cattle, while picking cow grass, (don't ask me why, when I go home at night cow still have to eat) when grandma picks cow grass, I am so well-behaved, of course I will help! I can't remember if my grandmother told me if it was that kind of grass, or if I asked it myself, but that's all I knew at the time. That day I was by the river, I saw that there was one under the embankment by the river, so I slowly walked over to pick it, maybe the clothes were too thick, my body was not flexible, I fell down with a "bang" and fell into the river. At that time, I thought I would be drowned, because adults say so, I fell into the river the first time I cried "wow~wow", hoping that grandma could hear and come to save me, maybe my face down at that time, the crying sound was drowned out by the cold river, grandma didn't hear my voice. I was a little disappointed that no one paid attention to me, but no, I shouldn't have been disappointed at that time. I slowly calmed down, because the "meat ball" wrapped around me saved me, and I did not sink, but slowly floated on the surface of the river, slowly moving forward with the river. I knew that if I didn't sink all the time, I would eventually float to some shore, so I waited without crying or making a fuss, waiting for the river to slowly bring me ashore. Suddenly, I heard the sound of falling water, and I was rescued to shore. When I came back to my senses, it turned out that my grandmother had rescued me, and I was very grateful to my grandmother, but I saw my grandmother's embarrassed face and turned around to look. Mom, Mom was right next to her, with a whole set of clothes in her hand. I changed my clothes by the river, and my mother and grandmother were talking about something, and they were talking very loudly and violently, just like when I was a child, I broke the bowl and my father scolded me, and then I realized that it was a quarrel. They had a fight, and then my mom picked me up and took me to a strange place, which people called the town of change of heart!