My grandpa in deep memory
Although my grandpa is over 80 years old, he looks very young because he never loses his temper and occasionally drinks some wine to stay healthy. Don't smoke, take good care of yourself. Grandpa is always restless at home. He takes the initiative to find something to do every day, such as feeding pigs, cooking, holding grandchildren, and mediating neighborhood conflicts. He is like a service worker. He will go wherever there is need, and he will never leave it for the rest of his life. toil.
My grandfather’s name is Wu Tinglong. He is neither tall nor short. He is fat and has gray hair. His face is a bit thin and full of wrinkles. He has a pair of big bright eyes, a distinctive nose, and a pair of With calloused hands, he looks both serious and kind, with a strong body and an amiable appearance.
My grandfather has five brothers and sisters in his family. He is the youngest, and his brothers and sisters all like to call him Lao Wu.
Grandpa is a soldier and behaves in a reasonable manner. With his straight and strong waist, standard military salute, and sonorous and powerful steps, he always does things with a sense of righteousness, and is very concise in doing things. He does what he says he will do, and he never procrastinates and gives up. In my heart, he is my idol and a role model for our family.
I grew up around my grandparents. What impressed me the most was that in my grandfather’s bedroom, there were various medals he received in the army when he was young, and a rusty steel knife hidden in his bedroom. My mother said that the army rewarded him when he joined the army. In the room There is also a small box hidden inside, which is not very heavy. It contains old papers such as land certificates and densely packed Song fonts. Unfortunately, I was illiterate at that time and can no longer find it now.
Grandpa always likes to talk about his life in the army when he was young, where he went with the army, what customs there were, and what things he did. These are memories that Grandpa will never forget.
In addition to talking about the life of a soldier, what he talked about the most was the interesting stories about his uncles. He often told me how hard Uncle Man worked in studying when he was a child, cutting grass with a knife in the mountains in the morning, and cutting grass in the mountains at noon. Digging diligently on the slope, sweating under the scorching sun every day; chopping vegetables, begging for pig food, plowing fields and other countless ways of living. When I got home at night, I read hard.
Whenever I was playful, my grandfather said to me with his big eyes: "You must persist in studying every day. If you don't study for three days, you won't be able to catch up with Liu Shaoqi." What can you do if you don't study? Do I work like this every day? There were no electric lights when your uncle Man was a child, so he used kerosene lamps to read. How hard it is. Cherish the happy life today. After listening to grandpa’s words, I sat down, took the book and read again. I read it carefully.
I often ask my grandpa, are my dad and uncle good at studying? Grandpa whispered that when he was in junior high school, his uncle was very good at studying and got all the exams one year. The third place in the class was just too playful, and in the end he couldn't study. Due to the poor family situation, your father couldn't afford to study in junior high school. He had no money at that time, so he could only support Uncle Man to study. , Grandpa closed his eyes and thought deeply. Even though he knew that Ruyan's past could not be forgotten, he still had regrets in his heart...
Grandpa wrote well. Whether it's regular script or running script, he always comes up with a pen. One weekend, my grandfather and I practiced calligraphy together. As soon as I finished writing a piece, I lost patience because my handwriting was always ugly. Grandpa noticed it. Don't be impatient. If you retreated when you encountered some difficulties during the war, you wouldn't have a happy life now." After listening to Grandpa's words, I calmed down again and carefully observed Grandpa's waving movements. Grandpa's face immediately changed from "yin" to "sunny", and the dark clouds on his face dispersed. He said to me sincerely: "If you know your mistakes and correct them, you are a good boy, and your efforts will always be rewarded." In this way, my grandfather would practice calligraphy with me every week. Occasionally, I grew up under the words and deeds of my grandfather, who taught me a lot of truths in life and study.
Grandpa is not only concise in his work, but also can explain many important principles. I remember when I was in high school, I really didn’t want to go to school, and grandpa would sit next to me and say to me seriously; "Eat." Once something goes into your stomach, it will be gone soon, but if you read more, the knowledge inside will always stay in your mind." All things are of inferior quality, but only if you study well and study more, even if you don't study well, as long as you work hard, you will not have any regrets, and you will not regret it in the future.
That summer, my grandmother passed away and my father returned home. It was a day when misfortunes never come singly. I came home from Guangxi and saw my grandfather. I couldn’t help crying. My grandfather comforted me and said: When flowers bloom, they also fall. , Everything in the world has a beginning and an end, and it belongs to the laws of nature. We humans are also part of nature, and we will eventually return to nature, so don’t be too sad. Grandpa's words always contain great truths, which inspire me a lot and encourage our family to thrive. He is like a lighthouse, guiding our family's ark to a bright future.
When I was two years old, my father had been working outside, and my mother went to work on the slopes every day and came back very late every day. From then on, I often lived with my grandfather. My brother and I squeezed into the same bed with my grandfather. My grandfather always arranged for me to sleep in the innermost position, with him in the middle, and my brother slept outside. I remember that when I was in elementary school, our house had a new 5-story building. It was a square wooden house with two beds inside. Grandpa and I slept together. Over the years, under the protection of my grandparents, they helped me make up for the mistakes I made and the hardships I suffered outside. I have become accustomed to their existence. No matter what I do, I have to ask my grandma. Or grandpa, I never have to think about it, I don’t even think about it when I speak, because I don’t need to. They are the people closest to me. No matter what I say or do, they will tolerate me. I often think so. At that time, my brother He often bullied me, and his grandpa taught him that you are the eldest brother in the family, so you should learn to take care of your younger brother and help grandpa, you know. At that time, I often followed my grandfather, wherever he went, I would go. I was very young at that time, and I thought this "little old man" was very nice. He often bought me delicious food, made me laugh, gave me pocket money, picked me up, put me on his lap and shook me, and sometimes he would also lift me. Very high, I couldn't help laughing.
When I grow up, I know that "little old man" is my grandfather. Grandpa often takes me to the market. Sometimes grandpa helps Uncle Man keep the shop and sell things in the countryside. He hasn't seen him for a long time. Whenever he comes home from school, he feels uncomfortable. I remember once during the summer vacation, he told his cousin that he would never leave. They agreed, so they secretly ran to the countryside and returned to their grandfather without telling their families. My parents searched for us for a long time but couldn't find it. They were as anxious as ants in a hot pot. They asked people everywhere to help us search. When they finally found out that we were in the countryside, they were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
Our family has always inherited the tradition of hard work and simplicity. For as long as I can remember, my grandfather has already gone to work in the fields at dawn every day. When spring came, he organized the villagers to build a cowshed to provide everyone with a place to rest. Plow the fields when you have time, plant vegetables on the cultivated land, and plant oranges, peaches, persimmons, grapes, etc. on the wasteland. The most impressive thing is the orange orchard. Every autumn, there is a large area covered with yellow crystals. Every time the local working people come to the "Eight Kings", they always come to taste the fruits grown by grandpa.
At that time, I never knew when my grandfather got up. Anyway, by the time I went to the field to deliver food to him, a large area of ??the field had already been plowed. I was still young at that time and thought that plowing the fields was easy. I could plow a lot of land in a short time. It was fun, so I gave it a try. It was very difficult and I could never learn it. Later, I heard from my grandpa that there are many things to pay attention to in plowing fields: grass must be removed where there is a lot of grass. Weeding is the main purpose of plowing the fields; if there is large grass that is difficult to plow, it must be pulled out hard to prevent it from competing with wheat seedlings for water and fertilizer. ; When plowing, you must pay attention to the method, your hands and feet should be flexible, your arms should be open, and the three points and one line should be relaxed and orderly, so that you can plow the field quickly; your steps should not be chaotic. It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to when plowing a field!
In autumn, it’s time to harvest the rice. Our family went to harvest rice together. Grandpa cut it quickly and well. I also imitated my grandfather and started harvesting. After a lot of effort, I couldn't cut it properly. I cut it slowly and left rice on the wall of my hand. Traces of leaf cuts. After the rice is cut, a handful of rice is smashed into the wooden frame until all the grains are recovered. Finally, it is exposed to the sun. When the sun dries, it is put into the room. Grandpa is very tired every time he works. My head was sweating profusely, but my heart was very happy. Grandpa told me that it doesn’t matter if you are tired, as long as you have food, shelter and live a happy life, I will be satisfied. Although I didn't understand what grandpa meant at the time, when I saw grandpa smiling, I laughed too. Only when I grew up did I understand my grandfather’s good intentions.
Grandpa is very strong. He often goes to dig mountains 100 meters away from the school. Whenever he comes home from school, he will see grandpa digging alone. I heard from grandpa that several uncles Now that we are all married and starting a business, we must separate our families. If we push down this hill as soon as possible, it will be much more convenient to build houses in the future. Two houses can be built here. Grandpa said to me with a smile. Although he was sweating profusely, he was full of energy. Energetic, sometimes after digging all day, my back is sore, and I still see the back of him digging the next day. After a few months, the small slope slowly disappears from the public's sight; although pushing the mountain is very tiring, I still feel the same every time. When grandpa was digging, he always had a smile on his face.
Grandpa often goes to the countryside to go to the market. In addition to selling things, he also goes to pay the grain tax. He always carries a load of about one hundred kilograms on his shoulders. He sets off early in the morning and covers a distance of fifteen miles, back and forth. It was a 6-hour journey over the mountains. There was no road at that time, so it was very hard.
Looking back at the past, I can no longer count the cold and heat. Although my grandfather never gave me a bloody night, he told me countless times and never asked me to repay much. He always used the most silent and warmest words. His arms gave me a sky to fly high in. He is an ordinary but great person. He always gives me a piece of nectar when I need it most, watering the flowers of happiness. I deeply feel that extraordinary love.
Thank you, Grandpa Tinglong, for leaving us with different beauty, different love, and different warmth. (Author Wu Huazhen)