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What kind of poor life do my grandparents lead?

As long as I can remember, I feel that my grandparents' life is not easy. It's really a lifetime of suffering. No one will realize the suffering of this world now. It's sad to say it.

Let's start with my mother before she was born. At that time, because of water conservancy, we were repairing the An Baili Reservoir. At that time, many people moved, and my grandparents' family was among these immigrants. At that time, my mother's grandparents took my grandparents and my uncle and aunt from Otsuka to Changtang 'ao. I don't know how they moved. I only heard from my mother that my grandparents live by the water and have no firewood. So my mother's grandfather chose a deep forest with firewood when he chose the site. Now think about how simple people's minds used to be. I wish I had moved to town, and now it wouldn't be so miserable. (Here, many people are moved. My grandparents were both immigrants from the Gulf. There are eight in a bay. Actually, there are eight surnames. Of course, many people have foresight.

My mother is the third. My grandmother gave birth to my mother after immigrating, and later gave birth to my little brother and aunt. In the past, the old people were very feudal, and they all valued sons over daughters. My mother had a hard time when she was a child. At that time, my mother's grandparents were in charge, and some food was only for my uncle and uncle. Of course, grandparents couldn't be masters at that time, and sometimes they secretly hid something for my mother and aunt to eat. At that time, children in rural areas seldom had money to study. Of course, my mother's grandparents only let my uncle and uncle study. My mother cried to study. Later, my grandparents promised my mother to go to school. My mother recalled the days when she was studying, which was really miserable. I wrote it in tears while recalling it. Because my mother has to study, has no job and no food, so my mother's grandparents only let my mother eat one meal a day. Every morning, my mother's grandmother gets up and cooks for my uncle and uncle. My mother watches my big uncle and my little uncle eat every day and then go to school together. Because I'm in a mountainous area, I have to walk the mountain road over 1 hour every day. My mother always goes to school together every morning. Students near noon can go home for dinner. Students who are far away generally don't eat. My mother doesn't eat at noon and is always hungry at night. Then my aunt went along the road to find her back. Now that I think about it, it's really no ordinary pain. Of course, menstruation and menstruation are also suffering. When I was very young, I had to work with adults. Without a job, I have no food.