My sister once saved my life in times of crisis
In 1976, I was born into a military family in Kanjiang, Guangdong. Our family is from the Hui ethnic group, and the surname "Sa" is one of the four major surnames of the Hui ethnic group. I was named Saning when I was born. My parents were both in the military doing art. They created a good artistic atmosphere for me.
During my childhood, my father worked in Kanjiang, my mother lived in Shenyang, and I lived with relatives in Wuhan. In 1980, my mother gave birth to a younger sister in Shenyang. When my sister was 3 months old, my mother took her back to Kanjiang during the summer vacation, and I also boarded the train from Wuchang to Zhanjiang. On a speeding train, when I was 4 years old, I saw my sister wrapped in a swaddling robe for the first time, and I felt an extraordinarily close feeling. My father told me that because my mother named my sister Sabina, I followed my sister's name and changed my name from "Saning" to "Sabeining".
After this meeting, my sister and I separated again. My sister lived with her mother in Shenyang, and I still lived in Wuhan. It was only at the end of 1980 that my parents were transferred to Wuhan to work, and our family of four reunited. . Maybe it’s my nature. I’ve loved singing and dancing since I was a child, and I never had stage fright when performing on stage in kindergarten. When my parents saw that I had such a strong desire to perform, they often used their spare time to guide me and consciously instill some knowledge about performance and music.
There is a "local saying" in Wuhan: "Seven or eighty-nine (years old), I hate a dead dog." I have been active and naughty since I was a child. When I was five years old, my kindergarten teacher begged my parents: "Let Sa Beining go to school quickly. He is causing great harm to the kindergarten!" So I went to school a year earlier than other children, and when I was eight or nine years old At that time, I became a troublemaker, either tearing down the tiles of the east house or smashing the windows of the west house. It gave my parents a headache.
I finally suffered a big loss because of my mischief. When I was 8 years old, I took my younger sister and my friends to the big swimming pool of the Navy Kindergarten to play. My friends pulled open a cement cover and we discovered a copper water pipe valve that discharged water. About 10 meters above the ground. I jumped down bravely and tried to unscrew the valve. Unexpectedly, several children could not hold the heavy cement cover. With a "bang" sound, the cover hit my head. I felt a sharp pain on my face at that time. I don’t know anymore, it’s dark all around.
I don’t know how long it took, but I vaguely heard my parents picking me up from the pit. At this time, the triangular area of ??my face hit a copper water pipe valve, causing a large "V"-shaped wound. The wound was bleeding gurglingly and was very dangerous. While my father angrily spanked me, he quickly carried me to the faucet to wash away the dirt in the wound. My mother quickly called a car to take me to the naval hospital...
After a whole day of tossing, I finally got there. Got back home. After my father reprimanded me sternly, he told me that while my friends were all anxiously trying to open the lid with brute force at the edge of the cement cover, my four-year-old sister hobbled and ran two stops for more than ten minutes to find her who was filming a cartoon. The younger sister gasped, "Brother, something happened!" and pulled her father outside. On the way here, one of her shoes disappeared and there were many bloody wounds on her feet.
I looked at my sister sitting on the small bench with gratitude. I knew that if my sister hadn’t called my parents in time, I would have suffocated to death in the closed pit. This little bean-like sister actually showed such great strength in order to save her brother. My head was covered with gauze. I turned my heavy head with difficulty and said to my sister, "Thank you!" But my sister pointed at me and laughed, saying, "Brother, you look like a monkey!" I ran regardless of the pain. I went over and hit her with my fist, and we went crazy together again.