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Gui, it's not mine, but my cousin's. My cousin and I went to her house several times earlier, but later, because our two families were not far apart, we gradually became acquaintances. Now they can be said to be relatives and friends, so they have always been called "two, two".
Er Gui is tall, thin-faced, with sunken eyes and big eyes, and walks like a fly. People in their seventies look like they are fifty.
Ergui herself said that she was a lucky person. Er Gui was adopted at an early age. It is said that she was only a little over one year old at that time, and her biological parents were refugees from other places. Maybe too many brothers and sisters can't support her, so they reluctantly sent her out to save their lives. Because no parents will give their children away for no reason! It was the adoptive parents who raised her with shit and urine and treated her as their own. Although there are brothers and sisters, no one has ever regarded her as an outsider.
Up to now, she is over seventy, and she still doesn't know where her biological parents are from and whether she has any biological brothers and sisters. Ergui said that if she was on the CCTV program "Wait for me", she would definitely find it, but she felt sorry for the adoptive parents who raised her, saying that if it weren't for the adoptive parents, she wouldn't know that she was still alive. Although she had these tears in her eyes, she made up her mind not to look for her relatives. I think only she knows the pain in Er Gui's heart.
Er Gui is a hardworking and capable person. Although Er Gui didn't read much, she became a primary school teacher by mistake. She said that a primary school teacher is more important than more knowledge, a heart that loves children! She has been a head teacher all her life, teaching students as her own children, and has been an excellent head teacher year after year. Now it can be said that peaches and plums are everywhere.
I have seen her students treat her like a mother.
That was two years ago. At that time, she accidentally had a car accident and hurt her thigh when she went out by bike. The driver escaped, and Er Gui was sent to the city hospital by good people. Fortunately, she met one of her students, and she got first aid, nursing and medical expenses. When her son and I arrived, her students had arranged everything.
After two years of retirement, she can't be idle for a moment. She studied paper-cutting and sculpture in the university for the aged, and her works were just like bought ones. Her home is a two-story building with a small yard, which is relatively large, but she always keeps spotless. She also opened a lot of wasteland along the railway with her second uncle and planted all kinds of vegetables, but never sold them. She gave them away and only ate some for herself.
Er Gui is a kind and enthusiastic person. Pinger likes to help people. As we all know, she is quick-witted. It is easy for her to find anyone in the neighborhood who has something to do, and she will try her best to do it for others. Even when I went to the fitness club, I saw the proprietress from other places who didn't have time to cook. She made steamed bread at home and gave it to others. Every time I go to a fitness club, the teachers there praise the delicious steamed stuffed bun.
The vegetables grown in her family are sent to relatives, friends, neighbors and students. I ate the dishes she gave me and counted them carefully: leeks, lettuce, beans, eggplant, garlic sprouts, cucumbers, melons with longevity … there must be several baskets!
I have been to her garden. That's when Fushou melon is ripe. There are many vegetables in the garden that I can't name, but the Fushou melon hanging on the shed is as beautiful as a small green lantern and a delicate gourd.
Every time she cuts vegetables, she stands downstairs and calls me. Everyone upstairs knows that I have a relative who often delivers food, and sometimes even my neighbors follow me for a second chance.
Er Gui is an impatient person. He walks in a hurry and talks like a machine gun. Every time he sees me, he always has something to say.
As soon as her chatterbox is opened, it will last for days and nights. Even my son is curious: "You two are not the same age. Why do you say so much? "
Isn't there a poem that says "swords are given to heroes, pearls to beauty"?
Well, Er Gui met a bosom friend for me.
In the long run, I also learned to do things and be a man from Er Gui.
(No Ring 365 Extreme Challenge Training Camp, Day 20)