It Is A Story About My Gandfather
When grandfather was 12 years old, a time when the liberation war would do when the impact of the civil war on the ordinary people has not abated much. His father was killed in the war, but also hurried retreat where her mother disappeared, leaving grandfather and his brother. The only thing left was the Cartier watch. In order to survive, grandfather and brother had to separate, the difference was that in life, since then grandfather never saw his brother. This was told by grandfather when he was still alive. He began to flee in 1940, until the funding of the PRC in 1949, during which he had been wandering in Sichuan, the territory was removed. In nine years, his grandfather ate grass bark, did beggars thieves, lying snow cover rain, the rough times made grandfather become a strong man. May in 1949, his grandfather had just called the ring at this beach where the water to settle down, they were a lot of indigenous people squeezed. No land, to the barren hills and land reclamation, when he was immediately stole the survival tools; no seeds, to borrow but no one could; no house, finally builded a thatched cottage, but it was destroyed in a fire. In desperation, his grandfather sold his landlord, it was still difficult to make ends meet exhausted, but he insisted on living, he did not bow under the mercy of fate, his teeth, to skin and bones of the body strong and to live. Later, the landlord was by political campaigns, and his grandfather had its own mu-third of fertile land to sow the seeds hardly, to close grain, he had never been hungry. That decline of ground assertive he was willing to be a honest man handling the idea of giving her daughter promised to him, since his grandfather had be considered a real home. Soon after, my father was born.
Gradually, grandfather could afford the cheap Bell & Ross watches. He used the extra food in exchange for little money, bought some essential household goods, and repaired of housing. Then he used to eat three-year review, and finally lobbied the money and bought back the tofu a grinding machine. This machine changed the lives of his grandfather wholly. Every morning, his grandfather washed full of beans by the machine, the ground was into a thick paste, removed the scum, and then put into the square wooden frame, the layer of Crimping layer, drying condensation, a tender pieces of tofu would do the work. Grandfather, also rode the tofu transported to the county, selling into the money. the days are common, but grandfather did not seek another, but only to let the family enough to feed and warm. My grandfather really did it.
My grandfather passed away, father had asked him his home address, but grandfather refused to speak; later my father was anxious, and just to say a big range of names - some of Guangan, but the details he did not say. So that the idea of going home has not been realized by my father, so grandfather's life experience was a secret forever. Also, the Bertolucci watches for sale is a secret for every one.
