Zhou SiTong

My family history
ZHOU SITONG

My name is ZHOU SITONG. There are four people in our family, Dad, Mom, my
young brother, and me.
I come from a very small village in China. In China, villages are almost distributed by
the surname, people that have the same surname come together to form a village
named the surname. But there are few persons whose surname are Zhou in my
hometown’s village. Having heard from my father, I know that people, whose
surname are Zhou, escaped to this village when running away from famine and they
were taken in by kind villagers, thus living there. And the village has us whose
surname are Zhou. Zhou ranks fifth in the Book of Family Names, dating back to
Shang Dynasty in history. Now, most people whose surname are Zhou live in
Zhumatien, Henan Province, south Jiangsu, Shanghai and Shandong.
My father is a dentist. I have a big uncle and two uncles, my uncles are dentist too.
And my brothers, sisters are almost work in hospital. So why my family are doctor? It
can go back to my grandfather, even my grandfather’s grandfather. My grandfather
is dentist too. My grandfather said his father even his grandfather is dentist. But why
grandfather’ grandfather have had the skill to be a doctor? My grandfather said
proud that his grandfather learn it from Japanese during the war. This skill had been
passed down from generation to generation fortuitously. My brothers and sisters
chose medical professional in college so i am the only one in my family who didn’t
study medicine.
My grandfather has passed away when I was in Grade Seven and he was 66 years
old. The reason for this is that he fainted because of the cerebral hemorrhage when
he was seeing patients. And he never woke up after sent to the hospital by
neighbors. It had rained for a whole week when we prepared a funeral for my
grandfather. However, it became sunny until all things were arranged well. After
that, my grandmother lived alone. Although my father and uncle asked her to live
with us alternately, my grandmother has never agreed and moved to the village,
where is their former home. Because she felt that there was more comfortable,
where she could my grandfather’s existence.
I also have an aunt, but I have hardly seen her. For a long time, I haven’t known my
father has a sister. It was until two years ago, when my aunt and uncle got a divorce
and she brought her daughter into the hometown from other place, that I know her
existence. In addition, my aunt’s daughter, who is my sister, has been looked after by
my grandmother since she came back. But my aunts didn’t accept her at all. Thus,
they often have a quarrel for this thing.
My family is small and family history is simple. My family are kind but at the same
time we have some complicated contradiction each other.
In a word I love my family.