I was born into a rural family, and my parents were honest farmers.

Grandpa was framed and imprisoned when his father was ten years old, and grandma couldn't live a hard life and couldn't take care of five children by herself. Then the grandmother took the youngest boy to remarry and went to the village, and the father and his younger siblings lived with the grandfather's two brothers.

After that, my father worked with my grandfather, earning money to learn a trade and repair bicycles for others. I don't have money to study, and I don't complain. The money he earned from repairing the car allowed his younger brother to study, and then he followed his younger brother to learn elementary school arithmetic and recognize Braille.

I'm the fifth in the family, and for as long as I can remember, the most heard relatives and neighbors say to my parents is, why did you give birth to six female dolls? There are so many female dolls, why don't you give two to others to raise? Can you afford it? Some neighbors came to my house to show off that she had given birth to three male dolls in her life, and she couldn't give birth to a female baby. Between the lines, it's really enviable. It's just that it poked at my mother's heart, and my parents wanted a boy bent on it. Mom can't give birth to a male baby, and parents are actually very anxious.

At that time, when a woman gave birth to a baby, it was like passing through a ghost gate, and in the previous era, the level of medical skills was not as good as now. The mother gave birth to the baby at home, waiting for the stable wife from the neighboring village to come to deliver the baby. Sometimes Wen Po is not at home, and when my father finds someone, my mother has already given birth to the baby and cut the fetal umbilical cord with scissors. Because giving birth to a child is really painful and tiring, the mother was tormented, wiped the baby, wrapped a cloth towel at random and lay down and fell asleep.

After my mother gave birth to a baby, I went to the village with my father to beg my grandmother to come back. After begging her grandmother more than a dozen times, she was unwilling, and said that she would live with the remarried family in the future, and no matter how bad it was, her younger son would support her for the elderly. The implication is that they don't want to come back to suffer, and they don't need to support them in the future. Gradually, Mom and Dad gave up, because you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

When the third sister was born, the family was still tight, and my father could only repair the car to get enough food and clothing. Seeing that the neighbor's vegetables were sold for a few cents a pound, I was very envious. From then on, Mom and Dad also began to follow the trend and decided to farm.

Before her mother got married, she was a very delicate girl, although her mother's family was not rich and expensive, but she had no worries about food and clothing, and she could afford to eat rice. was deceived by a matchmaker into going out of town and had no money to go back, so he married his father. After getting married, life was very difficult, and my father's family was surrounded by walls, and he needed to earn everything he needed, and he had no parents to rely on. Mom gradually became less delicate, she couldn't even afford to eat rice, and she couldn't earn it back bit by bit with her hands? Not to mention that the child can't afford to raise it, and he can't get by without working hard. Pregnancy has become a trivial matter, and it is not like the first trimester of the current fear of bumping and falling. In the past, when my mother was pregnant, not to mention what nutrition could be supplemented, she had to go out early and return late to farm every day. Miscarriages also occur from time to time, and it is possible that vegetables are still growing in the field when labor is ongoing.

My sister and I were born in the hot summer, just in time for the rice harvest. During the confinement period, my mother had no nutrition to replenish, and she had to expose the rice in the hot summer, and her father did not understand her for letting her recuperate at home, and her mother was scolded for not drying the rice. She was very aggrieved in her heart, and she cried while drying rice, and she didn't know how many times she cried or how long she cried. However, no one cared about it at the time.

Mom and Dad actually think that there are too many babies, but in the countryside, there must be a male baby to inherit the incense, which is why so many female dolls are born.

Parents want to give away the female doll, because there are too many babies, not only for the baby to eat and wear, but also for the baby to study, and the burden of life is quite heavy. Starting from the fourth sister, the female dolls born after that have planned to give away. The fourth sister wants to send it to a family of forty or fifty-year-old uncles, and my grandfather is afraid that the fourth sister will have to raise two old people when she grows up, and he is afraid of dragging down her life, so he does not agree with my parents to give it away. also said that he really couldn't afford it, so his grandfather would raise it by himself, so my parents had to give up. Grandpa was released from prison when my third sister was born.

When I was born, my grandfather had already died, and it is possible that my body suffered from prison crimes, and within a few years of being released from prison, my body was getting worse and worse.

My parents planned to send me to the family my aunt married in the neighboring village to be a child daughter-in-law, but at that time, the family happened to be busy planting rice on a few acres of land, and it took almost a month to come to my house to pick me up. At this time, I was already raised, and my mother was reluctant to give it away, so I was left by my mother.

When my sister was born, my dad called my uncle to come and take the baby away. The mother carefully asked which family she wanted to send, and the uncle was hesitant, and finally told the truth, saying that she was going to find a place with a lot of traffic to put the baby down and let others take it away. I didn't specify which family to send to, depending on the luck of the baby, it's okay if someone takes it away, but if no one takes it away, you can only starve to death, and you may even be taken away and eaten by a wild dog or something. The mother felt very uncomfortable when she heard it, and she still had a mother-child relationship after working hard to conceive a baby in October. Relying on that trace of mother-son affection, I still hope that my child can live well. In the end, my mother still left my sister behind, thinking that it would be harder to raise the baby, and life would slowly get better.

Bitterness is really bitter, parents planted ten acres of land, early out and late return, two or three o'clock in the middle of the night to go to the field to cut vegetables, six or seven o'clock in the morning Dad will ride a small three-wheeled vegetable to the farmers' market to sell.

There are a lot of people in the farmers' market, and they are honest farmers who come and go, and they have to earn a farm fee when they enter. After paying the money, you can go in and find a place to set up your dishes, waiting for the wholesale merchants to buy your dishes. They don't buy baskets by basket, they buy dozens of vegetables of this type and dozens of pieces of another type. Therefore, when Dad has sold two or three baskets of vegetables, it will take about three or four hours to sell them completely.

Dad was reluctant to eat a bun at the farmer's market after selling vegetables, and came home hungry to eat again. Over time, I got chronic gastritis. When I was young, I didn't have anything, but when I got older, my body slowly couldn't stand it. I often see my father, a big man lying on a reclining chair with pain and unable to eat, and he has to endure it until the pain is gone. Sometimes I can't stand it, I take a pillow and want to pad my dad, I don't know that the pillow is useless, but I just want to share some of it for dad.

I was very happy when my brother was born, because my mother finally didn't have to have any more children, and she gave birth to seven children, both physically, psychologically and in life, which was enough for her to bear. But at that time, I was only a five-year-old, and I didn't understand my mother's suffering, and I couldn't understand the feelings of a mother. These are the things I heard my mother tell me when I grew up.

Of course, I was not the only one who was happy with the arrival of my brother. I felt the joy of the whole family, my parents were smiling, and many relatives and neighbors came to my house to take a look at my brother. The birth of a male baby is a sensation in the village, especially a male baby with a handle that my family is looking forward to after giving birth to so many female babies. Whether it's sincere or to see the joke, Mom and Dad are also happy. Because, the problem of incense is finally solved. Don't worry about what to do if this one is a girl again.