At the age of 50 this year, I have always been unprecedented. It is related to a piece of clothes. The most beautiful in my eyes, the most eye -catching in my heart, the red cotton grid flower jacket. For more than thirty years, it has always been tumbling in my heart.
At that time, the family had a large population. Although his father was busy in the production team all day long, we still couldn’t open the pot. I remember that my elder brother and sister followed my father to work in the team every day, and earned those scores to help adults to subsidize their families every day. Although her mother was not good, she could not rest all day long. She had three meals a day, feeding pigs and chickens, cleaning inside and outside, and she had to light up with her sister to stay up late to make a family of four seasons.
As the saying goes, “Half -size boys eat to die,” at that time, the third brother and fourth brother were when the amount was large. I was three years younger than the fourth brother. The third brother was three years older than him. In order to prevent a few of us from stealing, after lunch, the mother always put the remaining sorghum noodle noodles in the rice blue, covered with a rag, stood on a high stool, and hung on the hook close to the beam. These nests are dinner for the family. In the evening, the mother cooks another pot of corn porridge, and everyone will eat these nests. Whoever eats and drink porridge. When we let the school and my friends go to play, our stomach gurgled, with our eyes intentionally or unintentionally sweeping the Wo Tou in the hands of others, and the shrimp sauce in the eyes of Wowutou, or put the sesame oil salty radish strip, dry the dried, dry Swallowing. They eat with their mouths, and we eat with our eyes.
The most hot -mysterious red cotton lattice flower jacket for the girl next door. Her family has a small population, and her parents are working hard, and the conditions are better than my family. This red lattice flower is her new New Year’s clothes. When she came to me in new clothes, my eyes suddenly grew on her clothes. I gently stroked her clothes on my hand, walking on the cotton line with my nails left, right and right, and I felt that she was very good -looking today. I think her eyes are bigger, her skin is whiter, and she suddenly becomes a big girl. And I was wearing old clothes a few years ago. My mother made clothes as much as possible for us, and wearing a lot of years.
Due to my good academic performance, the teacher asked me to go to the school to participate in the competition aloud. I was very excited and carried the teacher designated by the teacher. When I was going to participate, I was like the eggplant that I was frost, and I couldn’t get up again. What do I wear? I have no clothes to wear! There is no clothes like! The teacher said, go home to change clothes, I take you to the race. I returned home with a bitter face, my mother heard it, and said with a smile, “Nothing, there is a new jacket. It’s a bit big. Try it.” I saw my mother carefully took out a piece from the bag of the cabinet’s flower bag. Green clothes. This dress is not new, and the cuffs and hem have spliced twice. I said, “Mother, who is this clothes?” Mother said, “Your little Ping’s sister.”
Sister Xiao Ping is the daughter of my uncle in Beijing. My uncle is an Old Eighth Road. He joined the army at the age of twelve, and for many years in the south, staying in Beijing after liberation. Although the uncle’s salary is very high, he has always maintained a difficult and simple style. Buying vegetables is sold for discounts. A piece of pajamas patch patch, until the fabric is so bad that it can’t be replenished and changed. Although Sister Xiao Ping was his only daughter, she did not put a new dress until she was too small.
I changed my clothes to school. The teacher said, “What is this, seven connects and eight side. Go back to change parts. Out of the village game, the best part of it.” The clothes are not good, let’s change it again. “The mother turned over the box and found it for a long time,” This piece, try. “I changed my clothes and returned to school. Change it. “I had to change another dress. The teacher said, “Let’s wear that first.” I said, “Teacher, you wait for me.” I remembered the female companion’s red plaid flower jacket, how good -looking flower jackets!
I stood at the door of my neighbor’s house. Walk into the door and come out again, come out and go in again. My face was hot and hot, looking for people to borrow clothes? What about it? Do people do not borrow it? Borrowing it to me and letting parents know, I must be sad: this is also called to return to the New Year, and the children have no money to buy new clothes!
I quickly ran home and changed into the old clothes of Sister Xiao Ping.
I read the game in the second place. I was second.