One evening when I was 5 years old, my grandmother went to the next village to have a wedding wine and came back with a bag of sweets.
When my grandmother returned, my cousin and I were playing marbles in the open space in front of our house.
Long baby, come on", far away, my grandmother shouted my cousin's name, and my cousin and I dropped the marbles in our hands and ran towards my grandmother quickly.
We eat wine here, and when we give money, the host will give the guests a pack of cigarettes and a small packet of melon seeds and candy.
My cousin and I both knew that my grandmother was going to the next village to drink wedding wine today, and the host would give her melon seeds and candy, so we were all happy to pounce on her when she came back.
Grandma happily took out the bag of melon seed candy from her pocket, which was a festive red paper bag.
My cousin and I reached for it at the same time, and my grandmother lifted the paper bag up, but neither of us could reach it.
Then my grandmother opened the little red paper bag, and I saw that there were about seven or eight candies in it, and a little peanuts and melon seeds.
My grandmother grabbed a handful of peanuts and melon seeds from the paper bag and handed it to my cousin.
At that time, the living conditions were not good, and I could not eat candy very often, and I only occasionally ate a little candy during the holidays or when I went to a relative's house in the city.
Five-year-old children face candy that they often can't eat, and the kind of power can be imagined.
Seeing that my grandmother only gave me some peanuts and melon seeds, and my cousin's bag had several candies in it, I cried: "I want to eat sugar, I want to eat sugar".
Grandma yelled at me, saying that my brother is still young, you are an older sister, why are you still fighting with my brother for candy?
Hearing my grandmother say this, my cousin clutched the candy in his hand tighter, and he didn't want to share any of them with me.
I could only stand there with my eyes open, watching my cousin sit on the threshold and munch on the candy leisurely and enjoyably, one after another.
This scene happened to be seen by my father, who had just come home from the field.
He asked me what I was doing there, and I said I wanted to eat my brother's candy.
My father took me by the hand and dragged me home.
After dinner that day, my father did not talk to his grandparents, uncles, and others in the courtyard as usual, but went back to the house early.
His mother asked him if he was ** unwell?My father shook his head and didn't speak.
He leaned against the head of the bed with his coat on, and kept smoking the paper cigarette in his hand, and the small room was filled with the smell of smoke.
Early the next morning, my father did not go out to work, but found my grandparents and uncle to discuss the separation of the family.
The uncle was surprised, and the grandparents were angry and resolutely refused to agree to the separation.
My father has two brothers, and my uncle is two years younger than my father, and he has been very favored since he was a child, and he does little farm work, and he can't pick up his shoulders or lift his hands.
Originally, in our rural hometown, the children were separated, and there were usually families with brothers, and after the sons got married, they would split up and live separately.
But in our family, because my grandparents felt sorry for my uncle and didn't know how to do farm work, and wanted my father to do more work, there was no separation, and the whole family still ate in the same pot, and my father had no complaints as the eldest brother.
My grandparents think that they are old and can't do a lot of farm work, but my uncle can't do it.
His father was determined to split up, but his grandparents couldn't persuade him, so he began to play tricks, scolding his father for not thinking about brotherhood and not being able to suffer a loss.
No matter what the grandparents said or scolded, the father never let go and still insisted on separating the family.
My father said, "You also know how important I am in this family, and I am supporting all the dirty and heavy work in this family."
Parents at the top, brothers in the middle, children at the bottom, I have paid more than anyone else in this family, but I have no complaints, you are all my relatives.
But when I saw that my child could only watch my brother eat candy and not get a single one, I felt that all my efforts in this family were not worth it.
Hearing this, my grandmother finally knew why my father wanted to split up, it turned out that it was because he didn't give me candy, which made her angry.
Grandma explained, because the dragon baby is the younger brother, I am the elder sister, there are only seven or eight candies in total, so I give the small ones to eat, and it is natural for the big ones to let the small ones, so why be angry about this little thing?
The father asked angrily, how much older can she be than him, only two months older, four or five years old, not equally, you can give her one or two to relieve her hunger, not a single one for her, one to eat, one to see, how ruthless.
The grandparents thought that the father was making a big fuss, but the father was determined to split the family, and in the end, the family was divided.
My grandparents lived with my uncle's family, and our family of three lived separately.
My father only needed two houses, 10 catties of oil and 300 catties of rice, and all the other livestock and grain were left to my grandparents and uncles.
Decades have passed, my grandparents have also grown old, and their attitude towards me has changed a lot.
My father always warned me not to hold a grudge against my grandmother, because the elderly have their own life experiences and ways of doing things, and maybe they have treated me unfairly, but everything has passed.
He can't change others, but he will fulfill the responsibility of a father, hold me in the palm of his hand, and give me the unique favor in this world!