Family emblem

A country has a national emblem, a school has a school emblem, a factory has a factory emblem, strange? My family has a badge. Our family emblem is a fish, a fish painted on the door panel. The fish was clumsily drawn, its lines so ragged and rough that one could only think it was a fish.

When my grandfather was alive, he had his father and four brothers, all of whom were very tall men. In the early years of the Republic of China, frequent wars, the family with a few men under the death of strength, barely maintain food and clothing.

In the middle of the night, my father got up to take a leak and saw a figure running into the kitchen. He shouted and immediately guarded the door. Soon Father and brothers were up, lighting lamps, and searching every corner of the kitchen carefully with large sticks and axes. I searched all the corners of the kitchen, but I couldn't find any. The brothers said that the father must have been dizzy in the middle of the night. The father swore that there must be someone, and while he was still arguing, the grandfather came and told the sons to go to bed. When the brothers had gone, the grandfather went to the water tank, knocked on the lid, and said, "Don't hide. Come out." At that moment, a man stood up dripping from the tub, shaking and pale with a wooden lid in one hand, and a sack of rice in the other.

The grandfather looked at the thief and said with a sigh, "Well, go away. If my sons see you, you'll be crippled today."

The thief looked at grandfather stupidly. He could not believe that grandfather had let him go so easily, but grandfather clearly waved calmly and the thief climbed out of the water tank. Grandfather gave him the dripping rice bag and said, "Take it with you. The thief's eyes turned red and he bowed his head. He carried the bag of rice out to the door. "Wait a moment," the grandfather called to him again, and handed him a string of copper coins. "You can use this money to start a small business.

The thief plopped down on his knees, gave grandfather a few nods, and left.

I don't know how long later, one morning, as soon as my grandfather opened the door, he found a fresh fish weighing more than two jin on the knocker. My grandfather was surprised at first, but soon he guessed that it was the thief who had sent it to him.

Since then, fresh fish often appeared on my door knocker, and my family's life was often improved. Father they were surprised, grandfather slowly told the father and brothers the origin of the fish.

After eating dozens of fish, my grandfather felt uneasy and said that they were running on a shoestring. So he stayed up for three nights until he met the fisherman, who was not the thief, but a young fisherman. The fisherman was the son of the thief, who told him on his deathbed to insist on sending the fish to my house. Grandfather and father nodded their heads. In order not to disobey his wishes, my grandfather took a knife and asked the young man to carve a fish on my house. He said that he would not be allowed to send any more fish, so he would use the carved fish instead.

Therefore, our family did as grandpa wanted, every time we repaired the house or changed the door, we kept the picture of the fish. It was a natural emblem.