When I was six or seven years old, my family was busy with farming, and my parents couldn't take care of me eating, and once I was playing outside with my uncle's younger brother, and finally I was tired and hungry from playing, so I discussed with my younger brother to go to my grandmother's house for dinner.
When we arrived at my grandmother's house, I saw that my grandmother was making dumplings, and my little brother and I sat there to watch my grandmother make dumplings, and urged my grandmother to hurry up and make dumplings, and we all starved to death.
Grandma gave me a blank look and said, you are a starving ghost reincarnated!All day long, I don't do any work, I want to eat and go back to your own house to eat, and my family doesn't owe you food.
After I was scolded by my grandmother, I sat there and didn't dare to speak, let alone my younger brother.
Although I knew a little bit about people at that time and knew that what my grandmother said was not good, I didn't leave my grandmother's house in order to eat dumplings.
At this time, my grandfather, who was working in the fields, came back, and my grandmother said to my grandfather that I was naughty and disobedient, and talked back to her, asking my grandfather to beat me and give me a long memory.
When my grandfather heard this, he picked up the bamboo sticks behind the door and whipped me, and the more I dodged from my grandfather, the harder I smoked, and he cursed me to death and so on.
It hurt so much that in the end I could only cry and run out to find my parents, who asked me why I was crying
I cried and lifted my clothes to show my parents my back, and when my parents saw it, they anxiously asked me who hit the scars on my back
I cried and told my parents about the beating, and my parents were very angry when they heard it, but because of my parents, I could only endure it.
comforted me and told me not to go to my grandmother's house for dinner in the future, but then I listened to my parents, and I basically didn't go.
When I was in junior high school, I lived in the school, and once on the way to school, I met my grandmother who bought a big bag of steamed buns, and I asked my grandma to buy so many steamed buns to go to**?
My grandmother said expressionlessly, I'll go to your aunt's house, do you want to eat steamed buns?
Hearing my grandmother say this, I thought to myself why my grandmother didn't bring me two steamed buns to eat, so I just stood there without speaking, looking at the steamed bun bag in my grandmother's hand.
Grandma may have seen that I wanted to eat steamed buns, so she gave me a roll of the eyes, and then said that I bought this steamed bun for your aunt's child to eat, you are older, don't eat it, and then left with the steamed bun.
Seeing my grandma gone, I was very angry, why can't I eat the steamed buns that my grandma bought?Isn't it important that my own grandson is not as good as my grandson?
When I got home on Saturday, I told my parents about it, and when they heard it, they sighed and just said that I wanted to open up something, and then the matter was over.
Another time was when my grandmother made rice wine, made a big pot, and gave it to my aunt's family, as well as my uncle's family, but my family didn't give it, and my grandmother said that my parents couldn't get used to drinking it, so they didn't give it to our family.
In fact, my parents still like the rice wine made by my grandmother, and my grandmother can only lie in order not to give us rice wine, saying that my parents don't like it.
When I grew up, I realized why my grandparents were like that to my family, the reason was that my family was too poor, and my grandparents were snobs, so they looked down on my family, let alone took my family seriously.
There is a saying that still makes sense, children are not good, sometimes even parents will look down on you.