The big house where my grandmother's family lives has two big kangs, the south kang and the north kang, my grandmother and grandpa live on the south kang, and I live on the north kang myself. As soon as my grandmother opened her eyes, she began to chatter, and it was useless and unfilial to raise her son, and I don't know if she was like this when I didn't live in her house before. When I was at home, I always listened to my mother complaining, complaining that when she married her father, my grandmother didn't give anything, and when she split the family, she didn't give anything to them, saying how grandma treated them badly, not only didn't give them anything, but also shared some debts for them, and the triangle brought money when the production team was in the production team.

I am a child who can bear it in my heart, I know that my grandmother's words are said to me, but I still silently bear them all, and never tell my mother when I go home, because in my heart my mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I really don't want to see my mother and grandma quarrel.

At the beginning, 12 students from our primary school entered middle school together, and in more than a month, one after another, some students began to drop out. There are two main reasons, the first is to live in school, I am so homesick, living in my own home, living next to my parents, doing whatever I want, suddenly I changed a strange environment, my parents are not around, living in someone else's house, nothing can be casual, especially girls, most of them choose to drop out of school. Another reason is that the children in the town bully the children who come down from the ditch to go to school, and those of us who come down from the ditch can only go home once a week. Therefore, parents will give some pocket money to a greater or lesser extent, no more than 10 yuan or 8 yuan. Some of the little bullies in the middle school stared at the pocket money on these children in the ditch. When these little overlords go to school at noon, they are blocked at the gate of the school, and there are students in the ditch, and when they enter the school gate, they will stop and take them away, and if they are not allowed to take it, they will be beaten by them collectively. They took me once and robbed me of two dollars. I knew that even if I asked not to go to school, my family would not agree. Because my parents said that even if I mix it, I have to finish school. Since then, every time I have to enter school at noon, I am very worried, so I simply put all the money at my grandmother's house, and I will not lose even if I am taken away without money when I go to school. I understood why my cousin had dropped out of school at that time.

It was too late at school on Friday, and the way home was potholed and difficult to walk, so I had to go back at dawn the next day.

When I came home from town on Saturday, most of the house was empty, and my mom and dad and brother had gone to work. This is the case in rural areas, as long as you don't go under the knife, you can't finish the work. After I got home, I first cleaned up the house inside and outside, and the peasants worked really hard, wearing the stars and the moon, walking with the stars in the morning and returning with the moon at night. Even the meals are ready-made, not to mention the cleaning of the inside and outside of the house, and most families spread a lot of pancakes when they are not busy in winter. In the summer, when the farm is busy, you can eat it with water when you are hungry.

I went to the front garden to cut a handful of leeks, went to the chicken coop to pick up two eggs, and would wrap a curtain of dumplings in advance, and wait for them to come back and boil the water directly, and when they are cooked, they can be eaten. After wrapping the dumplings, I took the stool, sat down at my drawer, and took out the key to open the lock. This drawer is my personal belongings, and the things locked inside are my personal belongings, and looking at the contents of the drawer, I fiddle with it with my hands, and it is full of memories.

Looking at those colorful streams, at that time, he was really an invincible existence among the children, almost every hit within one meter.

During the recess of elementary school, the boys are mainly playing, the head of the wandering person is piaji, the girls are jumping the rubber band, the boys and girls play mixed with the eight, the eight is to draw a figure-8 circle on the ground with a wooden stick, the participants in the game are divided into two groups, the lowercase Arabic numeral 8 has a total of two circles, each group of people choose a circle as their own group base camp. The two groups of people attack and defend each other, and each group will put a token in their base camp, and if the token is snatched by the opponent, it means losing the game. Actually, my favorite thing is winter, you can play a climbing plow in winter, my old uncle is a carpenter, when he was making furniture for others, he made me a climbing plow, and the two legs of the climbing plow are inlaid with a steel bar. Both in the snow and on curling, very fast, that climbing plow was often requisitioned by Dad. He often used that plough to carry food or firewood.

Before the first semester of junior high school had passed, more than half of my former primary school classmates had dropped out. The boundaries between the three groups and the eight groups are very clear, and if it weren't for the very special circumstances, I would almost never go to the three groups, and those who don't go to middle school anymore, former elementary school classmates, may not even have the opportunity to meet in the future.

My uncle's cousin was two years older than me, and when I was in the first year of junior high school, she was in the third year of junior high school. Uncle is the manager of the purchasing department, and the aunt sells wool in the supply and marketing cooperative, and at that time it happened to be popular hemp hair, knitted sweaters and woolen pants. The conditions of the uncle's house in the town are considered to be first-class, so Sister Tang dresses more foreignly, and her cousin in middle school is the only student with color-changing myopia glasses, and her cousin was sixteen or seventeen years old that year, just developing, and her cousin's personality is very cheerful, so there were many boys who pursued her cousin at that time. After a long time, the boys who pursued my cousin knew about my relationship with my cousin, and they all used curves to save the country. It was also with my cousin's light that I ended the days of being robbed.

The uncle's family built a new house, 6 new tile houses, and the outside walls were covered with mosaics, looking at the mosaics on the walls, I really had the urge to go up and pick them all down, and the mosaics were also very sought-after toys when I was in elementary school in the ditch. When I was in the second year of junior high school, I was forced to move to my uncle's house and live in the same house with my cousin, who had been admitted to the county No. 1 middle school.

All I remember was a winter afternoon, a Monday. The head teacher came into the class and said that someone was looking for me outside, I walked out of the class and saw my mother standing in the corridor, my mother saw me and asked me to pack my schoolbag and go back to my grandmother's house with her, saying that she had already helped me ask for leave, I asked what was wrong, and my mother said that my grandmother had passed away. I'm not too sad about my grandmother's death, I'm just a little surprised, today is Monday, it's the big set of Red Star Town, the eldest mother sells wool in the supply and marketing cooperative, the business is very hot, every time the star l period is one, grandma will go to help the eldest mother. When I went back to my grandmother's house for lunch after school at noon, I also saw my grandmother at my aunt's woolen stall, helping people to hold wool. When my mother and I walked into the alley where my grandmother's house was located, I saw a long string of yellow paper hanging at the gate of my grandmother's house, mournful music coming from the loudspeaker on the roof of the house, and the electric planer in the yard was buzzing, and my uncle was busy rushing to the coffin.