Today my mother told me something about my grandparents when I was very young, what I have forgotten.
I lived in a village called Shanhai and studied there during my primary school time. Grandpa used to work in Hangzhou and went home once a year. Every time He came back to see me, Grangpa always valued me very much, and Grandma also said that she loved me very much. Once all the family had a dinner at my house, my mother took out the coconut juice and gave it to me. But Grandpa took it and gave it to grandmother and said that I would have the opportunity to drink in the future. I think that those who really love their grandchildren should realise that children need more nutrition in their bodies.
Because my grandparents and my family are next to each other, once when my mother and I were having breakfast, Grandma called Grandpa to come to our home for dishes. There was a bowl of soup over the night, and my mother and I had put the dregs in it. It happened that Grandpa wanted this bowl, and my mother said that this bowl could not be drunk. Grandpa insisted. Finally, we didn’t know if my grandparents had the soup.
I remembered the following one. When I was in fourth grade, I wanted to learn computer. At that time, the computer was still very novel for students in rural areas. My parents were not at home, so I asked my grandmother for a registration fee. Grandma was very rich, but she refused to give me 400 yuan. Finally, I did not learn the computer. I went to the county to go to junior high school and learned the most basic computer technology while the students in other county towns were already very skilled. In the third year of high school, I had to type a application for admission to Tsinghua University. I typed so slowly in the computer room. The eyes of other students were unforgettable in my life. The most important thing is that I gave up the software college when I chose university major, and I didn’t catch up with the Internet for these years.
Do you know how they are doing now? After retirement, they have no toilets, no washing machines, no air conditioners, and only bank deposits. When I wrote it here, I suddenly thought of Grandet in Balzac’s story.
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