After I took the exam for the junior high school of primary school, my little uncle, who loves to make business, has taken over from my grandfather to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, when he boasted about Haikou, saying that as long as I can be admitted to junior high school, he will buy me a bicycle, but I really got in, and the results are not bad, but the little uncle broke his promise and did not fulfill his promise.

However, my parents took the initiative and bought me a brand new "Flying Pigeon" brand bicycle, and also bought one for my sister. It seems to be like this since I was a child.,When I think about it, I will only think about my sister.,But my parents are still fair.,Only if I have a sister.。

This "Flying Pigeon" brand bicycle accompanied me through the whole junior high school life, and then accompanied me through three years of high school life, plus a year of suspension from junior high school, and accompanied me for seven years.

My sister was admitted to junior high school a year before me, and when she didn't have a bicycle, she usually boarded at the school. At that time, the country had a five-and-a-half-day work and rest system, and when my father was free, he would pick her up on Saturday afternoon by bicycle, and send her to school on Sunday afternoon.

When I was admitted to junior high school, my father had not yet implemented the policy, and he was still a private teacher, and he was the principal of a primary school. Like my sister, I originally went to Huibu Middle School and lived in the school.

After about half a semester, my father implemented the policy and officially became a teacher with a state establishment and was assigned to teach at the neighboring Yuxia Middle School, and then my sister and I transferred to Yuxia Middle School and followed my father to Yuxia Middle School.

Around the same time that I was in junior high school, the commune was no longer called a commune but a township, and the production brigade and production team were also renamed as a village and a group. Around the nineties, the townships began to be withdrawn and merged into towns, many townships were renamed towns, only a few one or two are still called townships, the name of the farm has not changed, and it is still called a certain reclamation farm.

My sister has given me the impression since I was a child, she is very capable, especially able to endure hardships, and she listens to her parents the most, and she is many times more well-behaved than I don't know.

Of course, my sister is especially valued by her parents because of this, but she has a very high status in the family, and all of us sisters have to listen to her. There is not much age difference between our sisters, I am one year younger than my sister, my eldest sister is two years younger than me, and my younger sister is one year younger than my eldest sister.

After the birth of the eldest sister, the parents let the elder sister take us, especially when the farm is busy, the parents go out before dawn, and come home after dark, and the younger sister has to help us get dressed and get up, and help us wash our faces and feet.

Her parents gave her the power of life and death - a thin bamboo tip, whoever is disobedient will use the bamboo tip to teach whomever to teach. Because we were close in age, only I dared to resist, and my sisters were managed obediently, of course, because I was the only child in the family, and I was spoiled a little more by my parents.

I don't remember when this rebellion began, but the result of the rebellion was that she didn't care about me as much as before, and she was assigned more tasks, and if she couldn't finish it, she would serve me "a little bit", how could I afford to suffer this loss, and fights were inevitable and often happened.

My sister is also stubborn, she never regresses, and she doesn't know when the quarrel will become a fight, and the family fights on the farmland, even if she is a guest at a relative's house, and if there is a quarrel, it will turn into a life-and-death fight.

This situation is often ridiculed by relatives, and it is not less punished by parents, young and ignorant, never taken seriously, and has never changed.

In the late middle and late years, there was less fighting, although they didn't speak, in fact, they were still very concerned about each other, I remember one summer vacation into the mountains to chop wood, she didn't know what to be frightened, screamed, I heard it and immediately ran over, for fear that she would be hurt, although a false alarm, but from this I knew that my sister was so valued in my life.

After high school, she was in the county No. 1 middle school, and I went to Yecheng No. 3 Middle School, and the family affection began to really be revealed.

In the first year of being a soldier, she worked in the coastal areas and sent me money many times, and once came to Hangzhou to visit me, and gave me 2,000 yuan when she first came, and another 2,000 yuan when she left, saying that she would use it for me to enter the military academy.

You must know that she has just come to the coast to work, only five or six hundred yuan a month, and when she is alone, she has to spend money everywhere, I don't know how she can save money and save money.

My sister certainly didn't play as much as I did in her childhood, and she had to share a lot of housework. My parents said that I was the laziest when I worked, and I often bent my knees and pretended to bend over to work for a long time, and I wondered why my sister wouldn't be like me and think of ways to be lazy.

After all, the countryside is patriarchal, and my parents may also have this concept, although I did not directly express it, but I felt some nuances from myself and my sister in the care and treatment given by my parents.

This was the case when I bought a bicycle in school, and then I did many things. For example, when I reached the age of development, every time I came back from school, my mother would definitely kill a "gelding" for me, which the other sisters did not.

"Gelding" is a chick just hatched short, select males for castration, will not chase hens to mate, specializing in long meat, so the nutrition is very rich, generally grow to about a pound to slaughter, long long meat is not fresh, poor nutrition.

"Gelding" is also a craft, there are special "gelding" people in the countryside, not only will be castrated but also castrated, the pig's testicles are castrated, wrapped in lotus leaves and roasted to eat, the taste is particularly fragrant, I did not eat less when I was a child.

As for why it is wrapped in lotus leaves, I don't know, anyway, my mother has always done this, and it may have been passed down like this for a long time. The testicles of chickens are too small to be roasted and eaten like this, so they are usually thrown away.

The lotus leaves are ready-made, and my father dug a pond behind the house, without modern tools, only by manpower, so the pond is very small, only larger than a "drying mat". There are some fish in it, and lotus roots and white cocoons are also planted.

The lotus root sprouts in spring, out of the silt and is not stained, the lotus leaf spreads the water surface, like an open umbrella, a pole is slim and elegant, the lotus flower blooms on the top, the tip of the petal is bright red, the bottom of the petal is pink and white, especially delicate.

In our mountain village, it is also called a bamboo shoot, which looks like a reed, and near the roots, it grows fat and strong, and after being cut, it looks like a bamboo shoot, so it is called a bamboo shoot by the local people.

Planting lotus root may be the memory of parents from their hometown, every summer vacation to their hometown Songbu, as long as there is a pond, you can see a pool of green lotus leaves, a pool of delicate lotus flowers in full bloom.

Whenever I go in winter, I can see the old family again, braving the bitter cold, enduring the stinging pain of the ice, stepping on the lotus root in the mud of the pond with bare feet, and every time I step on it, I reach out into the cold water and scoop up the lotus root.

I don't know if it's because the pond is too small, or because the water in the mountains is too cold, the lotus root planting is not successful, it's small, small and few, and I haven't eaten it in my memory.

Fish raising is not very successful, there is no living water, the bait is insufficient, the fish do not grow fast and not big, the pond is not big, the number of can be raised is also small, I remember a few fish in the New Year, I finally took the barrel and the basin, dried up a pool of water, and only caught a few small ones, and then gave up.

Only the white cocoon grows the best, densely overgrown with a pond, and finally even the planted lotus root was squeezed to death. Every summer when the coconut white is ripe, you can pick a lot of coconut white, fried meat with bamboo shoots, it is a home-cooked dish of people in the mountains, and it is also a famous dish, which is made particularly fragrant by the mother.

Maybe it was because he knew that it was suitable for growing here, or maybe it was because it was too delicious, and later my father dug a long ditch behind the house and planted it with it. The neighbor's eldest sister also drew a scoop behind the house with a gourd, dug out a pond and planted a white coat, and the "nephew" and "niece" who were the same age as me and grew up together since childhood, so they also tasted delicious.

After my father implemented the policy, he had a work unit, in the words of the local villagers, that is, a "national person", washed off his feet of mud, and from then on he ate commercial grain, with the state supply, and he had no worries about food and clothing.

In the era of planned economy, and even after the reform and opening up, for a long time, the grain of the staff of the first government was allocated and supplied by the state, and everyone had a "grain and oil certificate" to receive rice and oil for free.

Because there is no need to face the loess with their backs to the sky, there is no need to teach the fields to plant crops and harvest grains in the fields with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and they are especially envied by the mountain people, "those who eat commercial grain" is the name of the mountain villagers to the state workers, with yearning and thirst, many rural poor students, who do not know how to study hard sooner or later, just hope to be admitted to the university, assign jobs, wash all the mud feet, put on shoes, and become "national people".

The resumption of the college entrance examination in 79 years, the ***** in 10 years, and the turmoil in 10 years, the country urgently needs talents, as long as they are admitted to universities, they can be assigned jobs, which is the only way for rural people in that era to change their fate. This phenomenon continued until the end of the twentieth century, when the state began to promote self-employment, and university graduates were no longer allocated on a basis.

According to the policy, after my father arranges a job, he can have a child eat "commercial grain", and this only indicator falls on my head. My sister and two younger sisters did not complain, they all accepted it quietly, perhaps the idea of patriarchy in the countryside was also impregnated with them.

Soon after I "ate commercial grain", the state implemented a new policy that I could buy an index for 5,000 yuan, and my parents immediately took out this money from their savings for many years and bought an index for my sister, solving the problem of my sister "eating commercial grain".

At that time, my father's monthly salary was only more than 100 yuan, and 5,000 yuan could almost be said to be a huge amount of money.

The eldest son of the third uncle once had a sigh, he said that he had no money to build a house at that time, and he borrowed 500 yuan to build the house, and said that it was more difficult to repay the 500 yuan at that time than it is to repay 50,000 yuan now. At that time, the value of 5,000 yuan was not easy to see.

It's not worth it, anyway, the parents did it, although they prefer sons over daughters, but they are their own flesh and blood, no matter how difficult it is, they must be treated equally, and they must find ways to solve the problem of their children's livelihood in the future. Maybe they just think like this, just make such a selfless choice.

Later, when they had some savings, their parents spent 5,000 yuan again to solve the commercial grain index for the eldest sister, and then later, the policy allowed the father to have one more child to enjoy the index, and solved the commercial grain problem for the younger sister.

Later, there was no actual treatment for commercial grain, and only a small book remained, and grain and oil had to be purchased at market prices.

When I participated in the conscription, the commercial grain household registration, after returning from the service, can still be assigned work, so the quota is tight, my household registration is located in Yuxia Town, there is only one quota, that year did not succeed, the next year I tried my best to get a quota from the county seat, successfully joined the army.