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 Wysłany: Sob 13:59, 18 Gru 2010 Temat postu: Autobiography (2) my ancestors, parents |
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(2) escaped the ravages of war, the life of my grandfather to make the whole family can get some improvements to dusk every day,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], day before dawn to go out carrying a hoe, the only black back home. The family had no land,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], my grandfather was the landlord rent for the \Chinese New Year or mercy is God's harvest of big and important celebrations in the matter.
with severe hunger and malnutrition, the whole family were all pale and thin, as the weight of a man's grandfather never more than one hundred ten pounds. Because every day my grandfather was away from the sun for farming, hoeing under the scorching sun, braving wind and rain sowing too early on the camel back, and a thick layer of dead hands full of calluses and cracks of different sizes, each When I touched the grandfather's hand, it feels like a hole in the bag by feeling the uneven and stretches of Shugan, not a bit of sensuality.
time, mountain people, farmers than dam slightly better than some, because the mountain transport facilities, rich landowners and other rich people do not want to wade mountain climbing, turning ditch uphill, on top of the money invested in Qiongshanwushui, therefore, people can use Chulin mountain slopes, canyons, peaks and other plant some sweet potato corn and the like, free of hunger, so the road is hard and difficult mountain road into the dam area in the eyes of the people \heaven, \eat, the way to see if I can come back home picking up some whole grains. In was when introduced to, my grandfather met a girl yard Zhang Xiping, that is my grandmother, when the custom is married woman after her husband, not his own name,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and is the name her husband, so my grandmother called Xiezhang Shi.
in my memory, I feel how my grandmother did not like my grandfather, and perhaps their union was made to a family home. My grandmother is a typical product of the old society, a pair of entangled feet long wrapped like dry twigs, walking, a shake a flash, a pad of a move, people will always worry about a gust of wind blew her. In my memory, my grandmother did not know the word,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but she is Buddhist, always believe that the spirits and the way of retribution, so a family was ill, she will go to the temple to burn incense and pray and wish . I remember one time at home sick relatives, doctors had no cure once or twice, I think Troublesome grandmother, she took an egg with both hands on the table,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], one by one shouted the name of the death of their loved ones, while Li eggs says: \get some more paper money to burn and point Xiangla, begged him to bless you. My grandmother has always taught us not to throw litter of paper books, or trampled by others, would have been reported to respond that they will hurt, so, in order hidden virtue, my grandmother picked up everywhere, often to the flat where the word paper to be burned,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also often advised us not to kill, she said: \
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