My father died of cholera. Just then, mother gave birth to a little brother. After my brother was born, "I", my grandfather and my mother went to bury my father together, but "I" didn't feel a little sad about my father's death, but expressed sorrow for the two frogs buried with my father.
Later, my brother also died. On the way to my grandfather's house by boat, my mother and grandmother took my brother away and buried him. At that time, "I" had abandoned me for them, so I fell asleep sadly. When I woke up, I found my grandmother sitting next to me.
A few days later, we arrived in Niger. As soon as we arrived, my mother got excited and enthusiastically introduced her family to me. But I don't like my grandfather very much.
2. Come to my grandpa's house
Two uncles fought for separation. Uncle Mikhail was poor and bored. He ordered his little nephew to copy thimbles and put them in the hands of grigori, an old worker. He wanted to burn the old workers, but he didn't expect to burn his grandfather.
Although uncle Yakov's son Sasha is young, he also learned to do bad things: he encouraged me to take a white tablecloth to the dye vat and dye it blue, and my grandfather beat him up.
After being beaten, I lost consciousness and was very ill. In the meantime, grandpa looked at "me" by the bed with a gift. He told "me" the story of his youth. After that, Ivan also came to me and taught me how to relieve the pain of being beaten.
3. Zgunnik
Ivan is a work expert. When he goes to the market to buy things, he will save money for his grandfather and be a thief. He has a pair of hands that don't exchange gold. I spent a lively family dance with my grandmother; Every holiday night, Yakov will play the guitar and play a touching tune; When moving the cross, Uncle Yakov's selfishness killed "Xiao Cuokan".
4. My grandmother and I
Grandma often prays to God and tells him everything about housework. I often ask him to tell stories about God. When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she seems amiable. The face has also become much younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light. One day, she was kneeling in prayer when her grandfather suddenly came in and said that there was a fire.
My grandmother gave orders sternly and firmly, while my grandfather just sobbed. I looked at the fire and was frightened. I saw that in people's consternation, she appeared with sulfate in her arms. Everyone obeyed her command and finally put out the fire. Just want to sleep, the room is lively again, and Aunt Natalia is going to have a baby.
Later, "I" woke up and knew that Aunt Natalia had died in childbirth. I just feel that something is expanding in my head. What I see in this room is like a truck on the street in winter, passing by me slowly and crushing everything.
5. Life after separation
Grandma and grandpa each told their own stories of suffering. Both of them are orphans who lost their fathers in their early years. They all followed their mother to beg along the street. Later, they all stood on their own feet by their intelligence, hard work and diligence. Finally, they earned this well-off family together. Grandpa taught me to read and told me his own philosophy of life.