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I am the original Hanoi. Hanoi village, not Hanoi street even though my village is in the center of Hanoi old urban district. My village is quite famous for making the screw head of the neck screw. My village is one of the famous four-town towns of Hanoi.0: 00/5: 22 nuns of the village Association also have people from far away about the village's cultivation ceremony

. This year I also saw both history of history Le Van Lan to attend the festival with the wearing wearing ears with dyed ears with red blue and said enough central southern northern! They celebrate very solemnly with a positive offer. I don't know if it was for a job serving people but I saw the village I said very gently. Although they are less of learning or highly qualifications they are elegant
Most are you, the elderly grandparents. They are still very kind. I have a house with Lang Thuong house and then go to the work of marriage and settlement in Ho Chi Minh City. Every time I visited my parents to visit a grandmother in my family because she saved her mother during her mother to give birth to the second brother. The whole family considered her to be a grandmother. Consider her children to be Minh's aunt. My Noi is also a kind and gentle. She loves my mother like a girl. Mother's mother and daughter-in-law have never had a lead wick. She went to sell snacks like boiled jackfruits
boiled peanuts. Boiled potatoes. Boiled cassava to reduce the burden for children but children do not have money she will feed them without taking money. The whole village where she sold loved her. When she lost them to chanting her without inviting. She has two adopted children. A person was a small girl who raised from the family when the family evacuated into Thanh Hoa. When she grew her husband to her husband and then returned to Hanoi. A son received her son when she bought his apple and bananas. Seeing the hungry uncle without daring to bring money to his wife to raise their children to call him and invite him to eat rice. He considered my grandparents like a foster parent. When my grandmother was seriously sick, she went to hurry her like her mother. She was only my father. My grandfather died early from the Year of Rooster 1945 at that time did not know. She then evacuated her resistance to raising a defense and seriously illegal delegation as my grandfather. (The story of my grandfather will tell me later) when my grandparents lose three children who are in the whole village. And very lovingly. Granddad lost early. She is in the past 40 years of age to raise a man 4. Bureau of sale is from to just her work. Just a small burden like ginger chili ginger peppers ... North market to sell at the end of the market that raises great children in the war of war. So both of my grandmother have yet to quarrel with anyone ever. So is my children too. Go ask about Hi. Where to go to permission. Eating rice must invite adults. After eating, I have to ask for a permission to adults and then stand up. The siblings in the house are absolutely never cursing toys. Large brothers and sisters have to cope with babies. Eat in front of the person to eat later and then eat. Eating rice must shut down to chew but not to make a shrimp. Eat to invite everyone first and then eat. Eat the pot looked up! If you see a little food, just eat a little bit to leave the part for others. Want to talk during meals to swallow all the food in the mouth to be said. Cough or sneeze must cover your mouth. Feeding a restaurant or drinking water must remove some drinks because drinking water does not drink both residues, eating without disc. .. The energy must be taken from the holiday. If adults are sitting absolutely do not pass before. If you are forced to go because there is no other lines, you have to ask for permission if the adult allows you to go ahead. ... unfortunately I teach me and don't have the same cycle as an entire situation. Old families with 3 generations of life together, so the feast on the lower glass is of course. My family is now private. Husbands do shifts, wives are busy overtime, child eating and serving. Very few times gathered to teach the children as old as his parents. They are big and don't know if there is a housekeeper! So is the grandmother. Most are the types of tea and cakes of the old Hanoi. Teaching mother and mother teaches us again. The way to make jam anymore, but I have no chance to do it because you have to abstain from sweets. So it was lost. Now friends meet with little house because they are fear of bothering others in the family so the brokers like noodles grow. Bun ladder or snail noodle .. also less cooked. Only the annijed death anniversary of the old grandmother made a full rice rice, growing, spring, bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots, bamboo, rabbikes, sticky ... so it was also a gradual cleverness of the old Hanoi. I don't think I am recognized as Hanoi when I go outside the province. I am not beautiful slender or the radio. Do not wear beautiful or sophisticated. I am a very casual casual middle-aged woman, gently fatty makeup. In short, there is nothing special. I went to Bac Giang to visit her husband, stand waiting for the bus at the berth. I bought a bottle of drinking water and walked to the car stand waiting. The owner said I kept sitting

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