Colorful years

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, Congcong has quietly transformed from a newborn baby into a lively and adorable three-year-old child.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. In the long journey of life, this period of time is like a grain of millet in the vast ocean, insignificant and trivial.

For most ordinary people among the masses, when they reach their sixties and look back on the past, it is almost impossible to find any memories of their lives before the age of three.

However, these three years have been of extraordinary significance to Congcong.

During this precious time, he not only gained a deep understanding of his family's long and glorious history and profound cultural heritage, but also developed an inseparable bond with every member of this large family.

He knows them all by heart, whether they are his kind grandparents, his beloved parents, or his close siblings.

In addition, he gradually adapted to the poor and backward living environment here, demonstrating extraordinary adaptability and resilience.

Looking back on every wonderful moment of Congcong's growth over the past three years, the family members are filled with joy and pride.

Congcong was born on a fragrant night, just after midnight. As the clear, loud cries echoed from the delivery room, Congcong officially announced his arrival into this colorful world.

When he was born, his tiny body was curled up in a ball, his rosy cheeks were still covered with glistening tears, and his little hands were clenched into fists, as if he was trying his best to adapt to this brand new world.

When he woke up, he looked around at this strange and magical world with a curious and surprised look in his eyes.

He seemed to have descended into this world as a messenger from a past life. However, at that time, Congcong was completely unaware of this.

Because his memories of his past life had not yet awakened, even now he had not a single clear memory of his past life.

Therefore, he did not understand why he came to this relatively backward world, nor did he understand why he became a member of a poor family in this poor mountain village.

Besides being more mentally mature than other babies his age, he possessed all the physiological characteristics and habits of a newborn.

However, Congcong's growth rate far exceeded that of ordinary people.

During his first month after birth, Congcong spent most of his time in sweet sleep. But whenever he woke up, his bright and curious eyes would look around, showing great interest in everything around him.

By the time he was a month old, he weighed over 20 pounds and could hold his head upright steadily.

At three months old, Congcong was already able to roll over freely, and his range of movement expanded accordingly. He began to show a strong interest in brightly colored toys and would reach out his little hands to grasp those cute little objects. This performance had already surpassed the abilities of children his age.

At six months old, he began to babble, uttering simple syllables such as "daddy" and "mommy," which delighted his family.

Eight months later, he was able to speak clearly in short phrases and have simple conversations with adults.

At the age of one, Congcong was already able to eat by himself and run and play happily on the ground.

By the age of two, Congcong's language skills had made a qualitative leap, enabling him to fluently express his needs and thoughts. He also became more lively and active, enjoying running and playing outdoors, exploring the mysteries and wonders of nature.

At the age of three, Congcong was quick-witted and clear-headed, and was already able to communicate with his family without any barriers, vividly recounting what he saw, heard, and experienced in a day.

His mind was also constantly developing and maturing, and he began to have more questions and thoughts about the world around him, showing an extraordinary thirst for knowledge and spirit of exploration.

Throughout these three years of growth, Congcong's every step forward and every development has been inseparable from the meticulous care and love of his family. They have accompanied Congcong through every important moment, witnessing him grow from a fragile infant into a vibrant and curious child.

Three unforgettable things happened in Congcong's family that year.

The first thing was the birth of my younger sister. In early February, when the spring chill was still in the air, my mother gave birth to a lovely little sister, Zhang Chun, adding a new member to the family.

However, the arrival of the younger sister did not bring much joy to the family; instead, it burdened them with even heavier responsibilities. Previously, the parents' energy was mainly focused on Congcong, and the family's life was relatively stable.

But the arrival of the younger sister shattered this tranquility, instantly adding a heavier burden to the parents' shoulders. They not only had to take care of Congcong's growth, but also had to pay close attention to the younger sister's daily life.

The second event was that, during the season when osmanthus blossoms filled the courtyard with fragrance, Congcong celebrated his extraordinary third birthday. From then on, he left the warm bed of his parents and began sleeping in the same bed with his grandfather and older brother. This was undoubtedly a significant turning point in Congcong's life.

The third thing was that the "Four Cleanups Movement" was launched vigorously in the production team that year, which had a significant impact on this family. This movement aimed to rectify the work style of cadres and solve problems in economic management, and it had a profound impact on the countryside.

Zhang Zhong was a hardworking and honest person who was wholeheartedly devoted to the collective. However, in the early stages of the movement, due to some mistakes in his work and unclear accounts, he was subjected to unfair investigation. He was upright, generous, and never took advantage of the collective or others.

To support the team in setting up a canteen, he took the lead in dismantling his own stove and donated two large pots and two wooden doors to the production team.

For twelve years, he had no selfish thoughts or desires, and did not seek any personal gain. He only thought about the development of the production team.

This made Zhang Zhong feel very wronged and confused. He didn't understand why the "Four Cleanups" campaign would target someone as loyal and honest as him.