When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house, and most of my unhappiness was because of him. I can say that until now I have hated him in my heart.

There is a saying that is circulating now: you just be yourself, it doesn't matter if you're a little weird, and it's okay if you're different from others. So I fell into a kind of contradiction, because he was a different person from others, he was my uncle.

Every festive season, other people's families are happy, and he will inevitably play the temper of the eldest young master and break up unhappily. The horror of this person is that he doesn't make you feel good when he gets angry. Grandma will be angry and secretly wipe her tears, and I can't wait for him to run away from home. The most incomprehensible thing to me is that everyone let him, no one will say that you are doing something wrong, and there are reasons to ask them why. Let's talk about my grandmother first, I think she has the primary responsibility to protect her. In her eyes, my uncle is the pride of the sky, he has been sensible since he was a child, other people's children buy popsicles to eat, he will go home immediately when he sees it, and he will never come over, never care about grandma asking for things, and do not fight with other children, unlike my uncle who is beaten all day long. According to my grandmother, when I was young, seven or eight girls fell in love with my uncle, who was good-looking, could talk and was diligent, and her original words were: Whoever follows him will enjoy happiness anyway. The reality is that these seven or eight girls have found a good home, and he has been married for less than two months before getting divorced.

In the eyes of my mother and aunt, this younger brother is simply a good "scum", a figure like the fifth king of diamonds. I can cook and be diligent, and then I suddenly feel that women really have long hair and short knowledge. These are obviously the characteristics of women, yes, he inherited the nature of all women, and skills such as fighting and brawling, going to the house and removing tiles are unknown to him.

When I was a child, I would always be scolded by him for lying down innocently, and now I think it's ridiculous when I think about the reason. I remember that the perfect score in primary school mathematics was 100 points, and at the end there would be an additional question of 10 points, and the total score would become 110 points. That time, I scored 107 points, which I was proud of in my class, but he asked me to stand in the corner and be punished. If you think he's strict with me, you're wrong, but the fact is that he came back from work with a big hole in his clothes, and I couldn't help but laugh. He found a perfect reason to make me uncomfortable – why deduct three points. He will always suddenly call you to bring something, and if you can't change it, he thinks that you are blind, and the reality is that he put the thing or in some secret place. What I hate the most is the time of the Chinese New Year, when the Spring Festival couplets need to be boiled and pasted, and a small brush is used to brush the back of the couplet, and he needs eight people to serve the Spring Festival couplets. Grandma used a brush to brush the paste on the Spring Festival couplets in the house, and if she didn't brush well, she would be criticized. The winter in the north is very cold, and the spring couplets also need to be pasted quickly, otherwise the paste will be frozen. My uncle helps him see the order of the stickers, and I need to help him see if the stickers are crooked. On the other hand, my father, every Chinese New Year, uses transparent adhesive to paste couplets by himself, and the stickers are better than him. is also a man, but he is extremely hypocritical, in exchange for the sound of stinky feet: how hard it is to be busy!

Later I grew up, and I thought he just couldn't be a human, thankless kind of thing. For example, when I was a child, I would buy you a Want Want gift package and give you New Year's money, and he would also teach you some skills of being a person, such as how to deal with disgusting people. High school gives you a lot of paper and pens for you to study, and every time you come back from college, I will buy you food, shoes and other gifts, and I am generous in spending money. In good conscience, I don't think he has a bad heart. I also reflected on whether I was too serious, too extreme, and too unconscionable. I only remember his bad and forgot his good, plus my mother always said how my uncle helped her before and how he takes care of us now, I think maybe I was wrong and shouldn't be so narrow-minded. Now there is not a saying: don't judge anyone lightly, because you don't know the details; Don't laugh at other people's scars, it's a wound you've never experienced. Maybe it's his experience that makes him weird, or maybe he's silently suffering from untold pressure.

However, sitting at the computer desk at this moment, I feel that no matter what kind of pain and pressure a person has experienced, it should not be applied to others, just like me a year ago, after I was sick, I hated and hated the people around me, fortunately, I was slowly healed by time and the people who loved me. And he gradually intensified.

I gradually recalled a lot of past events that I couldn't let go of. After being chased by seven or eight more women, he was disgusted with the fact that he was introduced, and he was anxious with whoever introduced him to him. However, the years are not forgiving, as he grows older, the people around him have married and had children one after another, and he is still alone. Under the pressure of secular views, he finally accepted the blind date arrangement. In my impression, the first woman who came to my grandmother's house was good-looking and elegant. The only requirement was a three-bedroom building. At that time, there were only a handful of people who lived in upstairs, and my uncle said: There are only bungalows, love or not. The result can be imagined, the two of them turned yellow, and later the woman married a doctor. Since then, more and more people have been introduced to my uncle, and several have been brought back one after another, but unfortunately one is not as good as one, and the most impressive thing for me is a woman named Xiaomu. A flat-headed, sportswear-wearing, very small, I don't know that I think it's my uncle's brother, just because I earn a lot, my uncle reluctantly got along with her for a few months even if he doesn't like her, but he often complains about this woman behind his back, saying that she is a dwarf. It is clear that he has made dealing with objects a task, not because of a liking for the opposite sex. The road got deeper and deeper, and finally he met an elementary school teacher, and the two of them decided to get married. As before, he would still be angry with this woman, always complaining about her with his grandmother, and I also sat silently and listened, even so, he still arranged the marriage in full swing.

It was noon, he seemed to have drunk some wine or was tired and lay down on the kang to sleep, his mother was cleaning up in the kitchen, and suddenly a quarrel came, it was grandma and mother. It turned out that my mother put a rag in the wrong place, and my grandmother muttered, and my mother said that my eldest sister put it here last time, and I can't put it? There is a problem in grandma's house, everything has to be placed in a certain position, the plate containing watermelon has to use a big red plate, and if you take other watermelons, you will be said. The dogma of the stubbornness is vividly displayed in the grandmother's house, and it is obvious that the grandmother is looking for her mother's stubble, and the specific reason is naturally for his precious son. It is estimated that the mother and father did not pay more money to help his son. The quarrel became louder and louder, and I saw my uncle suddenly sit up and scold my mother, and asked my mother to shut up quickly. Dad rushed in the yard and shouted to the old man; "Our mom said yes, you fucking shut up for me! That's your sister, you're not qualified. "Now that I think about it, my dad is really a man, he protects the woman he loves, and I really hope that my future partner will protect me like this. So my uncle and my father got into a fight, and I was naturally so frightened that I cried. Mom stopped Dad, and Grandma pulled Uncle. It's not me who blows, my dad can beat him away, because my uncle is a weak man who has to use a stool to climb over the wall. And my father went out to work at fifteen, and his posture was vigorous and energetic, and it was like playing high over the wall. It's a pity that my uncle inherited the trait of a traditional housewife - mouth retreat. It's a pity it's not Naruto Uzumaki's kind. He shouted with his teeth and claws: "You motherless thing! "My grandmother died early, and he deliberately uncovered the softest part of my father's heart. But my grandfather also died, but my father didn't attack him. On the contrary, when his grandfather was dying, he did better than his son, nursing his grandfather for a year. Grandma fell down in their push and pull, and Dad went to help her as soon as possible, and he took the opportunity to give my dad a big mouth as soon as possible. It's his own mother! Afterwards, Tian shamelessly insisted that it was my father who pushed down my grandmother. The argument ended when I ran out crying, and my dad followed me because he was worried. After many years, my mother still admired him as a younger brother, but my father and I were separated from their family.

Bad people have no shame, so they live in peace; Good people have many rules, and thinking too much becomes a disease. The lesson from this incident is that we should never touch the pain in the hearts of others, and we must not be polite to those who will hurt us at all costs.

Until now, his problem of poking people's sore spots has not changed at all. After I failed in my efforts to get into graduate school, my brother succeeded in going to graduate school. He would smile and ask me, "Do you regret it for you to apply for this school?" Grandma will also respond: "If your heart is too high, you are." "After I fell ill one after another, my hair fell out badly, and my face was full of red spots," he said in the car; Reading at home, hurry up and take the test, is the face related to reading? If you don't understand, ask your brother. When I became weak and ugly due to illness, he would say, "Oh, why is your hair getting less and less, why doesn't your father take you to see it, and find Lin Tong (a Chinese medicine practitioner is his classmate)!" "When I missed a job opportunity because I was recuperating, he would say that you would only be derailed from society...... At that time, I would only cry silently, doubting myself over and over again.

Now I would be interested in answering all of his questions. First, I don't regret applying to this school, it's difficult, I didn't get in, but I do what I do, people will regret what they did in a short time, and people will regret what they didn't do for a long time. I dare to take this school, do you dare? What's wrong with failure, at least I've tried, the good and bad are the scenery, and the right and wrong are the experience. Second, my parents told me to recuperate with peace of mind, sharpen knives and not chop wood, and call with you? Does it have anything to do with you whether I read books or not? I want to take care of the child and give birth to one of my own. My brother is amazing. I think I'm better than him, the opportunity is not good, give me a fulcrum, and I can lift the earth. Third, you care about me so much, and you let my dad show me something, you can call your good classmates! Let's save the effort. Fourth, I don't look for a job because I have a reason, you know wool? Besides, even if I don't look for it, I just want to be a piece of waste? You don't need to raise it.

Hahaha, it feels very cool inexplicably. Never care what the people around you think, you don't care about any traditional rules, that's all fools, as long as you're happy, you can live how you want.