I am 59 years old and about to enter the year of Jiazi. In the past 10 years, I have received various souvenirs from my daughter's elementary school classmates every year, and although I have told my daughter many times that she doesn't have to send them, her classmates have always been persistent.
I have three children born in '85, '87 and '89. While one might wonder how I escaped Planned Parenthood, the truth is that I didn't. After the birth of our eldest daughter, we planned to have a son.
The second child got his wish, he was a boy, but we also paid a lot of fines for it, and I had a ligation. However, unexpectedly, I became pregnant after the surgery, and we eventually welcomed our third child.
Looking back, my family lived near the school, just over a hundred meters away. It was a blessing that the children were able to come home quickly after school every day to eat.
The school is in extremely rudimentary conditions, with only a three-story school building, nine classrooms, several toilets, and no basketball court.
There are 41 classmates in my daughter's class, and all the other children are far away, except for those who live close to our family. Most of the children go to and from school by themselves, and there are no parents to pick them up.
I remember one winter, a female classmate accidentally stepped on the air and fell into a pond on the side of the road, but fortunately, passers-by reached out to rescue her. The girl was soaking wet and shivering from the cold, so I took her home and changed into dry clothes.
After that, she became more sensible, and the lunch she brought each time was simple, most of the time only a few bites of food and a box of lunches. I often invite her to dinner and give her some food, hoping that she will not go hungry.
Later, she would bring food to my house every day at noon, and I would also pick up more vegetables for her. At first, she was a little hesitant, but gradually became cheerful and confident.
After graduating from junior high school, she went to another school, and although we were no longer in the same class, she would still come to my house and wait for my daughter to go to school together.
Later, she was admitted to a key high school, and I don't know her specific situation. But every year she would come back to visit me and give me gifts to show her appreciation.
After my daughter graduated, she also became an independent individual, but she still kept in touch and came back to visit me every Chinese New Year to give me some gifts. February** Dynamic Incentive Program
Fourteen years later, I received a box of food from her, and since then she has sent many gifts every year, and she never forgot to bring them to me whenever she went.