Grandma said that as long as she was around, she couldn't go to her aunt's house, and now we are not uncommon
My father's family had five siblings, four of whom were boys and only one girl, and my aunt was the youngest.
The eldest uncle, the third uncle, and the fourth uncle all lived in the countryside and worked outside the home to support the family, while the second uncle worked in a coal mine and never returned. It wasn't until she reached legal age that my aunt married my uncle in the village.
My uncle worked in a metal processing factory in the county seat, because his college degree was considered a high degree in those days. My uncle was the director of one of the factory's workshops, a position and a corresponding salary that my grandmother considered the best among her children.
Every Chinese New Year, my uncle would buy some food, use and clothes for my grandmother, and my grandmother would always show off to the neighbors. Occasionally, I would buy some clothes for us grandchildren.
Living conditions in the countryside are limited, so every time we get clothes, we feel very happy. I think this aunt is really good!
My aunt's child, our eldest cousin, is also very pampered in the eyes of my grandmother. Every time he eats, he will give him the best things first, such as chicken legs!
In the eyes of the children, these things are actually not a big deal, no one says it explicitly, and no one cares too much.
When we were older enough to go to my aunt's house on our own, my grandmother finally led us once. I vividly remember that time, when we went to my aunt's house, the whole family mobilized, the uncle bought this, the third family bought that, and finally the big bags and small bags of things were piled up into a small mountain.
My aunt lives in a small two-story building in the county seat, and there is a pomegranate tree in front of the door, and the flowers are particularly bright. The house was clean and tidy, and as soon as we sat down, my grandmother began to give orders not to touch this, not to make a mess, not to break things. She herself has been busy with "inspection work".
On the way home, my grandmother said solemnly that she was not allowed to go to her aunt's house without permission in the future, did you hear? As long as I'm alive, you can't just go!
A few of us honestly agreed: "Got it!" ”
We only went to my aunt's house once, and now it's been more than 30 years. My aunt's house has long since changed to a new building, but we have never been there, only that she still lives in the county seat.
During the New Year's holidays, although they could still see each other, everyone understood in their hearts, but they didn't take the initiative to mention going to her house as a guest or having dinner together.
Human affection is as thin as paper, not to mention our hard-to-touch family affection. Only by having contacts can we maintain family affection, and if we have no contacts, we will become strangers, not to mention that we also have grandmothers who hinder us from getting close to our aunts.
Is it only when the economic conditions are comparable that grandma will agree to let us be close to my aunt? Only when the economic status is equal, will we not cause trouble to my aunt, and will we be worthy to be guests at her house?
Alas, family affection seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is far away, are you right?