I was born in 1963 and grew up in the countryside. Although the family was not an agrarian family, the parents had prominent positions in different fields. My father was the deputy director of the county hospital, and my mother was a village tailor who was known for her ingenuity among the farmers. She often wanders around the village, sewing clothes for people, and is deeply loved by everyone, and lives a very nourishing life.
Although her mother was a farmer, she didn't actually farm much. When the farm is not working, she goes to the village to sew clothes for people; During the busy farming season, she stays at home and receives bits and pieces of clothing from people for processing.
My mother was the only seamstress in our area, and her business was quite prosperous. She has little time to work in the fields, and for farming, she can only pull out a single seedling, and she is not even very skilled at transplanting seedlings.
I am the fourth of six sisters in my family, three older sisters above and one older brother and one younger brother below, but sadly, he is a mute.
My father and mother were inbred and married, resulting in my second sister and younger brother being mute. The other four sisters were all normal and did not have any health problems. Maybe it's because the second sister and younger brother shared our bad genes, and all the misfortunes seem to befall them.
The eldest sister married her brother-in-law who worked in the Food Bureau through her father's relationship, and was later arranged to a food factory and enjoyed the treatment of a large collective. The second sister married a poor man from a neighboring village because she was mute and could not marry into a good family. Although the second sister is outstanding, there is still a big gap between her and normal people because she is unable to speak.
My brother used to be a barefoot doctor, but later the brigade recommended him to go to a health school, and after graduation, he returned to work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. My third sister and I completed high school one after another, but due to our mediocre academic performance, we failed to enter the university and did not choose to repeat our studies. Given our circumstances, repeating was a futile waste of money for us, so we returned to our hometowns to farm.
The younger brother was mute, and because he walked unsteadily, had poor balance, and was always wobbly when walking on uneven ridges, his parents never let him participate in the work of the fields.
In the past, when the team had farm work, my third sister and I usually went in groups of two, but after the implementation of the package production to the household, the two of us were responsible for planting the responsible fields, and my mother only assisted in pulling the seedlings.
During the busy farming season, we both felt exhausted.
Once, during the harvest season, we had worked so hard to dry the crops in the field, ready to be harvested two days later. However, unfortunately, there was a sudden rainstorm, and the crops that should have been dried were wet by the rain.
After the rain and the sky cleared, we hurried to turn over the crops, and when it was just dried, the sky was merciless, and the rainstorm came again.
In this capricious weather, we toiled and worked hard, but in the end the crops still sprouted. Not only was a lot of time and energy wasted, but the crops also suffered. This made me deeply feel the hard work of being a farmer.
In the end, his father ushered in his retirement and needed someone to replace him. At that time, only me and the third sister became candidates for **. This makes it difficult for parents.
The third sister has a calmer personality and speaks little on weekdays, but she is very diligent. She does the work of opening the door in the morning, washing the pot and cooking, and she also grows the vegetables in the vegetable garden. She silently undertook it all.
In contrast, I was a bit lazy and reluctant to do farm work. I often find opportunities to be lazy, because with the third sister here, I feel that I can do less. I have a cheerful personality, I like to laugh, and I think I am more liked by my parents. However, despite the two of us fighting, in the end, my parents chose the third sister to come.
The parents emphasized that the third sister was diligent and obedient, paid a lot for the family, and made great contributions to the family, and did not want her to feel left out.
Does that mean I should feel wronged? I angrily shouted to my parents: "You guys don't let me **, I'm so angry with you, I even want to set fire to my family's house!" ”
My parents, worried that I was impulsive, hurried to appease me with money, and promised that my future father and my eldest brother-in-law would try to find a way to arrange a job for me through relationships.
However, what the third sister wants is a state-owned unit like the county hospital. Even if my father and eldest brother-in-law were able to help me find a job in the future, it would only be in a large collective unit.
Moreover, finding a job is not an easy task, especially in the early 80s! I understood that it was just my parents comforting me and coaxing me.
In fact, it is just angry to say that the house should be set on fire, to vent your emotions and relieve your boredom. I don't have the guts to actually set fires, it's illegal, I'm just scaring them.
Watching my third sister go to work while I was still doing nothing in the countryside, my heart was full of resentment, and I felt resentment towards my parents.
At this moment, the next-door neighbor introduced me to a blind date, who was her cousin, a person who worked as a private teacher.
I decided not to tell my parents and went to meet myself. Coincidentally, the two of us fell in love at first sight.
The subject gave me a piece of cloth, but I didn't dare to take it home, and quietly left it at a friend's house, without letting my parents know.
The two of us socialized privately and found each other to be a good fit.
After nearly half a year of dating, I confessed to my parents that I was going to enter the palace of marriage. When my parents first learned that I was hiding so many things from them, they felt that I was really bold. However, they were helpless, they had failed me once, and this time they did not dare to object, especially considering the excellent conditions of my subject.
So, we finally got engaged openly, and half a year later, we received our marriage certificate.
A year after we got married, we had a double happy arrival. I gave birth to a daughter, and at the same time, my husband passed the exam and changed from a private teacher to a public school teacher, officially becoming a national civil servant.
Since my husband is more traditional, he longs to have a son. However, due to policy regulations at the time, they could not have a second child. Despite this, the husband's son's desire is still strong. So, we discussed secretly having another child. I saw that he was so eager that I agreed to his request.
Actually, I agree that there is also my selfishness, considering that he already has a job and a work unit, and I am still a farmer. If I don't agree to have a son, he may find someone else to fulfill his wish in the future, and then I will regret not doing it in the first place? Maybe it will even affect the stability of our marriage.
When my daughter was three years old, I became pregnant again. After four months of pregnancy, I entrusted my daughter to the care of my mother-in-law and hid in my eldest sister's house. I hid all day in my room, which had a long wooden staircase leading to the attic.
Whenever my eldest sister's neighbor came to visit the door, I would quickly climb up to the attic and not dare to go downstairs until the neighbor left.
It was a time of great trepidation, and as soon as the wind and grass were blowing, I quickly hid in the attic, not daring to make any sound, and even covering my mouth when coughing.
Ten months pregnant, the moment of labor finally ushered in. Our family was extremely happy with the arrival of our son, as if we had reached a perfect point in our lives.
However, things are not so smooth. Somehow, our illegal birth was reported.
Since I am a farmer, there is not much benefit to be gained in facing this situation. The brigade reported the problem to my husband's school, which led to his expulsion and his immediate homelessness.
After losing his job, my husband had to return to the countryside to do farm work, and was ridiculed by the villagers as unwise for him to give up his job in order to have a son.
After being depressed for a while, my husband decided to find another way. Fortunately, social enterprises are emerging in our commune.
My husband found a social business and became a salesman and a part-time worker. He was in charge of selling safes, and because he was a teacher and had strong communication skills, and the safe market was emerging at the time, the sales prospects were good, so his performance gradually climbed.
After a few years, my husband managed to accumulate his first pot of gold. This transformation has opened up new possibilities in our lives.
My husband is a thoughtful, creative person who loves to try new things, and he is always unhappy with the current situation. Once he had some capital, he wanted to start his own company and focus on the accessories business.
Initially, my husband ran a business alone in the provincial capital. As the business became more prosperous and his income increased, I noticed that he came home less and less.
After learning of this situation, my sisters advised me not to be confined to my home and suggested that I take my children with me to the provincial capital.
I followed the advice of my sisters and moved to the provincial capital with my children to reunite with my husband during the summer vacation. I asked my husband to help the kids transfer to another school.
After careful consideration, my husband decided to move the business in the provincial capital back to his hometown. Since then, our family has developed in our hometown with peace of mind.
Today, my children are married, and I am a grandmother and grandmother. Our family's business is also doing quite well at the moment.
Now I have a deep understanding of my parents' decision-making. I'm sure if I had been in their position, I would have made the same choice.
I think fate has always been good to me. Although I couldn't take my father's place of work at the beginning, God seemed to have opened up another path for me. My life is so complete now that even the third sister is envious of me!
I am now convinced of the saying: everything is arranged for the best.
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