Before, I heard a friend complain that his parents were incompetent. They never gave themselves anything and could not live a smooth life. I'm surprised: how can you say that your parents have never given themselves anything? Didn't your parents give you life as a human being? Didn't it give you the potential of human life? They gave you nothing.
Maybe what this friend wants to express is that his parents didn't give him financial support in life, didn't give him a promotion in social status, and didn't give him a beautiful face. That's why I said: My parents never give themselves anything.
If I really want to do what he said, then my parents didn't give me any resources.
I was born in a poor mountain village in the 1980s. How poor is it? Twenty-five years later, I came out to work and chatted with my colleagues in the early 1970s. When we were kids, everything we played was actually the same. She suspects that I lied about my age, but I am ten years younger than her.
In this poor mountain village, my father and three brothers are the oldest. According to the laws of nature, among the children of many buddies, the eldest is at the bottom of the chain of parents' contempt, and is the least attractive one, without exception, and so is the father. Originally from a poor family, I got married naturally and didn't get any property. They were only assigned to a small hut and a half, but they were assigned to the famine (debt) 1500 yuan at that time. In the early 1980s, the family's annual income was only three or four hundred yuan. Sometimes there is not enough corn flour to eat.
In this case, I came to this family again and survived (my mother once gave birth to a younger brother for me, if he were alive, there would be no me), and my family had another mouth to eat, making life even more embarrassing. My father works in a brick factory, burning bricks and moving bricks, just like Sun Shaoan in Ordinary World, except that he works in a brick factory and has to move a lot of bricks every day to earn some money. My father always works overtime with his cart, and every day he goes home to push back some bricks burned by a brick factory, which is built at his doorstep. Later, the benefit of the brick factory was not good, and some wages were paid in bricks. Bricks were piled by my father in a thatched house for seven or eight years until our family built a new house.
After not going to the brick factory, my father followed the flexible bricklayer in the village to build a house for others and earn a meager salary. The daily salary is only two or three dollars. During this period, my mother coaxed me at home and took care of the whole housework. I still remember that in winter, my mother whined and took the soles on the kang, made shoes for the family, changed the backs of adults' clothes into small new clothes for me, and tried to make some hard dry food for my working father to eat and drink something thin for herself. In this case, my mother let me breastfeed until I was two and a half years old. She said that my children have no nutrition, so I can only let them have a sip of milk.
Later, through the hard work and efforts of my parents, I finally suffered all the famines when I was six or seven years old. They think I need money to study when I grow up, so they take this opportunity to build a good house and let me spend money on my studies at the wrong peak. I have to say that my parents made the right decision, because later, girls of the same age in the same village had to drop out of school because they had just finished building a house and spent money on their studies.
Parents began to study tearing down thatched houses and building tile houses. I still remember those dads who used to work with the contractor team day and night, and all the problems were done by themselves. My mother is in charge of cooking and entertaining workers. Like swallows, the two of them pulled out mud bit by bit to build a tile house. Four tile houses with black tiles and red walls have been built for half a year, and there is not much money left to decorate the interior.
At that time, because of the tuition fee of 40 yuan, the teacher rushed home from school, and because he didn't want money, he couldn't skip class. My parents rushed to school from home and asked me to go to class first. I was embarrassed to listen to the teacher's criticism when I stood in the classroom, but I couldn't make any money. Recalling that time, I fully realized what a penny is.
My father is still a bricklayer in the construction team, earning only eight or nine dollars a day, and it often takes a long time to get his salary. Even because he borrowed money from his brother, the brother who paid the salary directly deducted the money. Hands are as clean as clean pockets, but there is no money, not even money to buy salt.
Mother looked at the chicken's ass eagerly, and saved a dozen eggs to sell at every market, once a set, in exchange for a little money for housework. Such a tight life gives me a headache as a very handy housewife. She racked her brains to think of various ways to make money, and asked my aunt to help me find a short-term job to pick apricot kernels from local products. She picked out whole almonds from a pile of almond stones made by the machine, weighing 20 cents. I don't know how many times I pecked one day, like a chicken pecking rice, my fingers were bald, broken and bleeding, and I had to continue working the next day.
But this is not sustainable. It happened that a new popsicle field was built in the village. My mother observed it for a long time and found a good idea and a new business opportunity. Because only our village has a popsicle field in the 35 th camp, it can be sold wholesale to people in other places. Small popsicles can be wholesale for 50 cents and sold for 10 cents; Ice cream wholesale price 12 cents can be sold for 20 cents. Mom decided to sell ice cream.
So, on a hot day, my mother went out early, borrowed 40 yuan, bought a foam box and a paper box, put it on herself, and sewed a warm cotton lining for the ice cream box overnight, which is a big quilt, so that the ice cream baby can stay warm when lying inside, and it won't melt for seven or eight hours a day. So my mother started selling ice cream.
When I first sold ice cream, I went out early in the morning and didn't know how much I could sell. I wholesaled some bicycles to neighboring towns, but I was afraid to ask. I rode my bike all over the streets to sell it. At first, I was thin-skinned, and some of them couldn't shout, but what I was thinking about was a very bitter life. What about my face? Throwing caution to the wind, I began to sell, and gradually got used to it. I also shouted "ice cream, popsicles" like singing to attract guests. When we come back in the evening, we count coins with our mother. After the settlement, I found that I earned 578 yuan, and the family was happy for a long time.
Slowly, my mother's small business was on the right track. As we all know, the hotter the weather, people are sleeping during their lunch break on a hot day. At this time, ice cream sellers in the streets and lanes will attract many children or adults who want to eat ice cream. At this time, they can sell better. So, in the hottest time, my mother can't rest, can't eat, and peddle along the street.
Slowly, my mother started a new career. She found that ice cream can be sold not only in summer but also in winter. For example, ice cream can also be sold at yangko gatherings. At this time, more goods can be put into the ice cream and frozen in the natural cold storage outside, without worrying about melting and breaking. Mother herself learned to wear candied haws. After many experiments, she made crisp and sweet candied haws. On my mother's bike, there is a shelf of candied haws in front and a box selling sorbet in the back. I still remember that at that time, every day when my mother came home, my sister and I would help her, sort out a dime and calculate it. I was really happy to see the harvest every day. While counting money, my mother also taught my sister and me how to calculate quickly. At that time, few people counted faster than me, which was a specialty.
In this way, we have some money and our life is getting better and better. Mother not only sells ice cream, but also has a lot of brains. Sometimes, she does business in the market. For example, when the market was about to break up, she went to get a pile of leftover eggplant, cucumber, pepper and even bananas to make enough food at home.
At that time, my mother came back from selling ice cream all day, and her voice was hoarse enough to speak. At this time, I will give her a bowl of egg water and scald her throat with hot water, hoping that her voice will get better, but no matter whether her voice is good or not, my mother will start another day of business the next morning to earn tuition for her daughters.
You'll say, where's dad? At this time, my father was working with people outside, because he had no skills and low education. Work is hard work, such as moving stones from the dam. After a hard year, it is not always possible to pay wages. In those years, it was difficult for migrant workers to get wages, and money was always withheld for several months. After hard work, it is not always possible to gain. In the process of hard work, there will also be accidental injuries and work-related injuries, and there is no medical insurance. Generally minor injuries are not enough.
One night in the second grade, I was still awake doing my homework and heard someone knocking at the door. When he opened the door, he saw his neighbor who was working together walk into the room. His father was covered in blood. I was so scared that my hands trembled and I couldn't take a step. I don't know what happened. Only after careful inquiry did I know that it was my father who fell on the sand and broke his teeth while shoveling sand. His face was covered with blood. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. Even so, he didn't go to the hospital and went straight home. Dad lost a front tooth and had it installed for a year.
Another scary experience is that one year when my father was doing landscaping work, branches fell from it and went straight to his eyes, pricking a piece of white eyeball meat. He didn't react with the foreman or go to the hospital. He just put some erythromycin eye ointment on it. When it got serious, he didn't go home. He went to the hospital instead of being hospitalized. He prescribed a lot of ointment and said he wanted to go home, so he carried it hard, even his eyes were fixed. None of you have seen the scar on the white eyeball, have you? I've seen it.
In order to improve the life at home, parents scrimp and save. In the present words, I dare not get sick, eat well, dress well and spend money. My family has been eating corn flour and drinking millet porridge, and now it makes me sick to see millet. If we occasionally cook rice or white flour at home, my sister and I will excitedly ask my mother: Are there any guests at home today? Who is here? Why do you want to cook such a good dish? We even ate wheat bran cake with a lot of flour. At that time, it felt delicious on earth. Some time ago, my mother joked that the whole wheat crude fiber we ate 20 years ago was very fashionable and leading the trend.
Mom's mentality is also very good. In difficult days, we can always fill our hearts with sunshine and happiness. Even dig a grape field, dig out a particularly lovely and delicate stone and bring it back to us and say, "Look, it looks like a bird." Parents will make good use of every day in life, especially hard, and have no leisure at all. If the work is not particularly busy, my father will sweep the yard and tidy up the sundries, and my mother will wash clothes and sew, make all kinds of supplies and keep the house in order.
I will also do some short-term work for others in my spare time and earn some money by the way. For example, people who supply grapes clean vineyards, people who detain greenhouses pick peppers, and my dad will earn some handling fees when he sees someone loading and unloading trucks on the street. Villagers, if anyone needs help, their parents are enthusiastic and positive, regardless of return.
Parents are like this, they can't get off the line of fire with minor injuries, and they are hardworking and simple. With the efforts of our parents, our family's life has improved. Although there is no extra food at home, we still support two children for their high school and university. After we graduated and came out to work, my parents were not as busy as before, but they were still very busy and tried their best to make money. Occasionally, I will take care of melon and fruit seedlings in the garden, deduct a shed of seedlings, eggplant seedlings, pepper seedlings and tomato seedlings, and take them to the market for sale and give them to neighbors. Small vegetables such as leeks and lettuce planted in the garden will also be sold in the market in exchange for some usual pocket money, but eggs will not be sold. At first, they will be eaten by two people or reserved for two little granddaughters. Parents always say: as long as we are capable and healthy, we won't want children's money and try to be self-reliant.
Parents are still very frugal and never spend a penny more. Every time something breaks, I don't want to throw it away. I always want to eat it without wasting it, which makes my sister and I super crazy and super angry. I told them to throw away the bad things and eat them while they were hot, but they still couldn't change them.
My parents are ordinary farmers, humble and simple, as tough as weeds, without any lofty aspirations or any thrilling achievements. They have never given us much material help. But spiritually, they gave us rich nutrition.
So if you ask me: What resources did your parents give you when you were growing up? I will tell you: what my parents gave me is definitely the most precious property! Because they gave me endless and inexhaustible strength from the bottom of my heart.
They told me:
People have to endure hardships, be not afraid of hardship and fatigue, and there will always be a day when they will suffer again and again.
Life will not be smooth sailing in this world. Have confidence in things, know how to stutter, and take a step back.
Try to find a way when you encounter difficulties, even if you are humble, you need to change.
Don't hesitate to do something, do what you think is right and try to finish it. As long as what you do is right, even if it is humble, don't be afraid of losing face.
It is not shameful to make money by my own hands, even if I do the humblest work, because I stand up straight and do the right thing, and I earn every penny by myself.
Support each other, although poor couples, but not necessarily sad. Don't aim too high, know what you want.
Husband and wife should treat each other sincerely, support each other and overcome difficulties together. Husband and wife are one. This is the core of a family spirit. So after I got married and became a wife, I always followed my parents' example. Although parents will quarrel, no matter which one of the husband and wife encounters any difficulties, the other will support and help, and will never give up and fly away when disaster strikes.
Although poor, I don't feel inferior. I do things honestly. As a man, I must be kind and try my best to help people around me. Be honest with others. You helped others today, and others will help you tomorrow.
There should be a limit to doing things, and food, water and articles should not be wasted. People's life blessings and grain depots are certain, and if they are wasted, they will be used up in advance. This makes sense. Look at those people who eat big fish and meat. Everyone has high blood pressure, hyperlipidemia, blood vessels and blood sugar. If they don't control it, it's really a problem.
Don't talk too hard, leave three points in your mouth and leave them to your children and grandchildren. Excessive force hurts people. Don't be too unique in doing things, it will hurt your happiness and cut your own path.
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In this way, I can't finish a few articles. My parents gave me a lot of growth resources, not much! And these are intangible assets, immersed in my mind, mind, words and deeds. Others can't afford to steal, and I can't live forever.
My parents didn't give me money or status, but they gave me a healthy body, a strong physique, a three-dimensional brain, and a will power that is not afraid of hardship, fatigue and affectation. Compared with children who stand in the wealth position of their parents, my resources seem to be pitiful, but these are the best growth resources that my parents can provide me.
My parents laid the cornerstone of my beautiful life and gave me endless strength.
So, dear you, what resources did your parents provide for your growth?
(All the pictures in this article are from the Internet, thanks to the original author)
(July Dream Community Chapter 4)