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Memoirs of the post-80s generation

Chapter 1 Childhood Memories

Updated on 2010-11-26 16:09:44 Word Count: 3251

One day, I suddenly became conscious and came into this world. It seemed that I had a memory. I was a new being who had just come into the world. I was probably only 6 years old at the time, but it wasn’t until noon one day that I realized that it was indeed me who came to this society.

The memory of kindergarten seems to be disappearing from my memory. I only vaguely remember one time when my mother took me to the nursery in the town on a bicycle. It may be the only kindergarten in the town. My mother was just about to leave. But I burst into tears, tears spewing out of my eyes.

With a small crew cut, I looked at my mother’s face and tightened the hem of her pants to try not to let her go. The kindergarten teacher brought a fishing toy to make me happy, but the work unit never made me happy. , I cried loudly as soon as my mother left, and the subsequent memory seemed to be broken. I really can’t remember whether I went home with my mother that time or not.

It seems that these are my memories of kindergarten. It wasn’t until I went to elementary school that I really had a clear memory. It was 1990 when I went to elementary school, but I was born on the 35th anniversary of the National Day. At that time, my family was also Doing business, to be honest, no one who did business in the 1980s made a fortune, but my family lost money. We didn’t even have money to buy groceries. It was an indescribable feeling. In other words, by the time I was in elementary school, my family had no money. It seemed that I had lost everything, but I went to the village primary school.

During 1988-89, my family’s business was a feed business. At that time, many people were feeding chickens and ducks at home. The business was pretty good and we became a feed processing factory. At that time, corn only cost a few cents a piece. Jin, when the business was at its best, my father actually went to buy diesel to sell. If he went to the south to buy diesel, he would definitely make a small fortune if he was really lucky. Unfortunately, something happened, and what he brought back was a bucket of water. , still compensate...