穷人的孩子早当家 从我记事就知道饥寒困苦。那时我在天津南市贫民区一个三不管九道湾的大杂院里住。家家为难没有粮食,饥吵饿斗,大人打架吵嘴骂人,孩子哭喊要吃的,闹肚子饿。常听见大人打一巴掌骂道:“该死的,还不滚一边去……”说着把孩子推出门去,那是三九天哪!孩子冻得喊叫:“我不饿了,让我进屋吧……”做娘的心疼啊!又把孩子紧紧搂在怀 As early as the children of poor children know from my memorization of hunger and suffering. At that time, I lived in a large mixed-use house in the three sons of Jiuduwan in the slum area of ​​the southern city of Tianjin. Every family embarrassed No food, hunger and fighting, adults fights quarrel curse, children cry to eat, stomach hungry. Often heard adults slapped cursed: “Damn, not to go aside ... ...” Said the child out the door, it is 39 days! Children shouted: “I’m not hungry, let me in House it ... ... ”The mother’s distressed ah! Again the child hug in my arms