See the words like a face. I don't know what to say after writing these four rules. After writing a few lines and deleting them, my mind is in a mess. How can I tell you what I have said for nearly 30 years?
I often wonder if I will cry when you die. I told myself not to cry. It is said that women are made of water, while I am made of tears. Because I cried too much. Often watch TV and cry, listen to music and read books. Even though I love to cry, I will hold back my tears at your funeral.
Grandma, do you know? Last time, the nurse in the nursing home said in front of me, "Your grandmother doesn't know when she will die? It is better to live like this than to die. Spoiled people. " I just gave a wry smile. Who knows when you will die? We thought you wouldn't succeed last year, but you succeeded anyway. The nurse told my dad that you hadn't eaten for two meals, so he quickly went to the doctor to see you. Then kneel on the bed every day to feed you, and grind and mix Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets and milk powder. You can't eat anything. You almost lived by drinking milk powder.
My dad went to see your aunt and uncle, explained your situation, and said that you might not make it, so let them come and see you more. But as a result, nobody cares. When you were about to recover, my aunt came to see you and said something beautiful, which was very useful to you. I know that listening to her kind words is more useful than eating anything. No matter what my father does, he can't match her sweet words.
Grandma, you don't know that I can remember my childhood. I clearly remember that my father wanted to take my mother to see a doctor. He brought me to you and asked you to look after me for a day. You immediately pushed me away as if I were a time bomb. You said you didn't have time, but in fact you were staring at your grandson with one eye. Can't you take care of your granddaughter with one eye? Even if you leave me a five-year-old corner, my dad says I'm fine. What's the use for you! You don't like it anyway. Finally, my father and I went back and stayed at a neighbor's house for a day.
Growing up, I haven't seen you buy me food. Every time you pass by my door, you tie your bag tightly. I know it's only for cousins. I still remember the second day of junior high school, which was the first time I had dinner with my father at my uncle's house since I can remember, because my mother was not at home and my aunt was not at home. I had dinner with my dad, my cousin and my uncle, and you were there. I saw you put your hand behind your ass when you saw me and dad, and then you went into the house. When I came out again, my hands were empty. Yes, the hand holding the snack is empty. You gave it to my cousin who is two years younger than me, and I'll never get it.
Grandma, do you remember one time during the Spring Festival, my mother asked me to invite you to our house for dinner? I have invited you to your home for a long time, but you refused to come. You said you would eat at home. When you get old, you can't eat all the good things. As for me, I was just there to bother you. I want you to go. I don't want to disappoint my mother. Well, you don't want to leave for more than an hour. Then my cousin came, and he invited you to his house for dinner at noon. I can clearly see your wrinkled face smiling. Roses, lilies, daffodils, plum blossoms, peach blossoms and pear blossoms are really in bloom. I came home glumly, and my mother asked me why I didn't call you. I whispered, I'm not a boy!
Speaking of which, I don't know if you are ashamed. Do you remember how you treated my mother? When she gave birth to me a few days ago, she was still in bed, when you were still living together. Dad is not at home, she is hungry and wants you to cook her a meal, but you turn a deaf ear to her request. She had to get up by herself to do it. If you think my mother told me these things, you are wrong. She never mentioned you. She always tells me that you are too old to care about you. If my aunt hadn't told me the following, I don't think I would admire my mother's mind.
My mother committed suicide. When I heard it, my shock was beyond words. At that time, my parents just got married, and you lost 100. You falsely accused my mother of stealing it. My mother's explanation is useless. You also encouraged my father to beat my mother, saying she stole money. My mother can't forget to go to the river. Finally, he was saved by a passerby. The neighbor couldn't bear to know and told the truth. Actually, your nephew stole it, which is my cousin. Later, my uncle admitted it himself, but you still refused to admit it.
I still want to know why you treat my mother like this. Your family is too poor to open a pot. My grandfather is willing to marry his mother only because my father is nice. After all, at that time, my grandfather's family was rich, and he and his grandmother did business by themselves. Two uncles, one is a brigade secretary, the other is a soldier, and my aunt is also a teacher. My mother has no knowledge because she doesn't like reading, but I still think she is married to your family. Where did you get the confidence to bully her like this? If I'm angry with my mother because I'm a girl, it's obviously not me! I didn't know you were a typical bully until I grew up.
Yes, maybe I shouldn't say that about you. After all, you are your grandmother. But you are! Ask yourself who likes you. You didn't come to the nursing home before, and your neighbors were offended. I often go to my home to complain to my father. My dad is also very helpless. what can I do? You don't listen to him. You only listen to your uncle and aunt. You are afraid of your aunt. She often scolds you. The more I scold you, the more afraid I am, and the better for her. And my mother has been trying to put up with you and not argue with you in exchange for your disgust. It's really ridiculous! She gave birth to your grandson, right? At that time, my father was having dinner at my uncle's house, and my aunt came back to see her grab his bowl and fall. Corn porridge was scattered all over the floor. And you didn't say anything, just urging my dad to go back.
Speaking of separation, I want to ask you one more question, why not give my dad some land? You gave him nothing but foreign debts. He really started from scratch. But did he say anything? He knows you left it to your uncle, so he has to bear it silently. Eight years ago, when your cataract was almost out of sight, your uncle and aunt said that you were too old to have surgery. It was dad who recognized your wish and took you to the county hospital to find the best director to operate on you. Then my mother and I took turns watching you. Where are they? They haven't visited you in the hospital once. I don't know if you were cold. Six years ago, you were watching TV at your brother's house, and the house caught fire and was completely burned down. Mom and dad asked you to come to our house, but you didn't want to. My aunt and uncle don't want to live with you, so my father suggested building a house for you. He said, let's share it. Ha, your favorite daughter-in-law blew up, and she said there was no money to pay for it at home. My uncle has never been in charge, so he has been silent. Finally, my dad paid for you to rebuild three tile houses.
Dad is devoted to you, but he still can't get your love. I really doubt whether he is your own. Even if I am a granddaughter and you don't love me, then he is also your own son! When I was in the second grade, my mother almost died of ectopic pregnancy bleeding. My family just opened the store that year, and my father had to go to the hospital to take care of my mother, and he had to take care of the store alone. It was impossible. Dad asked you to look after our shop and cook something for me, but you didn't want to. I saw my dad crying that time, and he was really sad! His real mother always turned him down when he needed help most. I still remember the night when my mother was admitted to the hospital. I sneaked into the yard and kowtowed desperately. I kowtow to the east, south, west and north. I hope god bless my mother not to die. I hope she will get better soon, and our family can still be together. Fortunately, my mother got better at last, accompanied by the days of our family.
Grandma, you are free now. Will you feel sorry for my family in retrospect? No way! If you had, you wouldn't have done these things when you came to the nursing home. When I first came in the year before last, I was ready to fight with others. I'm not knocking on the old woman's head today, but I'm quarreling with her tomorrow, and I'm not idle for a moment. Finally, my parents had to clean up the mess and apologize to others. Do you want to fight alive? Others advise you that the nursing home is run by your son. You can't bully people like this, otherwise who would like to come? And you, I hope my dad's nursing home will not continue.
Grandma, seriously. You are really interesting. The edamame my dad bought is over there, and some old milks take the initiative to peel it when they are idle. They saw you sitting there and told you to peel it. Not only did you not help, but you told them not to peel it. The next day, you went to your uncle's house alone, brought back a lot of edamame, and peeled it there yourself. Interesting, interesting makes people speechless. Also, do you know why the nurse said that you spoil people, and life is worse than death? Because you won't listen! Nowadays, urinary incontinence can't be controlled at all. Every time the nurse changes your diaper, you secretly throw it away, making your room stink all the time. As soon as she enters the door, she will see feces all over the floor, not only on the ground, but also on herself and on the bed. Then why didn't she break down? Why do you always take off your diapers? You said it was because you weren't feeling well. Are other grandmothers comfortable to wear? Who is so selfish like you? Care workers often vomit because of this, but they are also very helpless. Because you are the boss's mother! And even more helpless, it is my dad.
I haven't been loved by you for so many years. Maybe you should get used to it. My mother is ridiculous, too. When I first gave birth to a baby, she expected you to like my son and thought he was a great-grandson after all. But she was wrong. When I brought the baby home, my mother asked me to show him to you. I walked to the nursing home with my son just full moon in my arms, and the other old people with you saw it and gathered around to tease the baby happily. There was an old woman who had difficulty getting up from her wheelchair to see the baby. And you, you always sit still. Not interested in your great-grandson. People say you should come to see your great-grandson, but what you said is false. At that moment, really, I smiled bitterly.
In fact, I wrote so much, except that my father cried and I cried, and the mood was still very calm at other times. I don't expect anything from you anymore. You don't have to hurt me, but I hope you are better to my father. Listen to him and let him worry less. He's worried enough in his life. You know, it's my dad who often washes your hair, washes your face, cuts your nails and feeds you, not your beloved uncle and aunt, nor your favorite grandson. What my father has now is actually earned by himself. Don't expect him to be fine. Is it bad for you that our family is living well? Or for uncle's red eye? Really, you are old. Be quiet. I still hope you can live a good life and stop messing around. Do you really have the heart to toss this praised son?
That's it! There are too many things, stop it!
? You have never been a granddaughter.
? 20 17 mar 16