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Unfortunately, on the case, the deceased person, and today is the tenth year. Listen to the mother, the grandmother39s graves on the hill in the house, the mother says Grandma is Grandpa39s second wife, after something and Grandpa can not be buried together. His grandmother39s death is the greatest wish to be with her husband, but her desire to still come to nothing, and she lay there is a kind of loneliness!
Three brothers, we are brought up by the grandmother of one, especially me, as a result of the work in the field when his father, the mother to take part in the production of the labor force, they brought me to the, one is a few months to live, it is I am most happy moments of childhood. Uncle39s house every day with children playing together, to fish the river, to walnut hill walnut tree pick to pickaxillaris needle nest. Grandmother arms at me, singing Chinese cabbage, and in yellow, one-year-old from a two-year-old mother singing to sleep, I remember always singing, the grandmother could hear the sound of choking, and now want to, she should be reminded the suffering of her life experience that now?
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