Every morning, my father goes to work at dawn, and he has to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads, rain or shine. Going home at night, he doesn't like living in the unit. He would rather drag himself so far after work, go home to help his mother do something and get together with our brothers and sisters. He loves his family and his children. He can't bear to eat or wear himself, but he always lets us feast our eyes on things that other children can't eat. At that time, we were all looking forward to dad coming home from work, because we had a good time as soon as he came home. Father seldom scolds us, and only when he makes a big mistake and makes him sad will he teach us a lesson. Sometimes the family will joke and laugh together. At that time, although our family was not very rich, it was so happy!
The two sisters didn't read much books for various reasons, so my father pinned his hopes on my brother and me. Whatever our brother and sister want, he will satisfy us, especially for our younger brother, who is both strict and loving. Seeing that my brother has a little talent for painting, I specially bought a drawing board and paint to stipulate that my brother should practice playing for half a day. At that time, which child had such conditions! My younger brother is always disobedient, doesn't understand his father's painstaking efforts, doesn't study hard, doesn't study hard, and even makes trouble. The father wanted his son to be a dragon, thinking that it was good for him to let his younger brother go to the children's school of the unit, so he transferred his younger brother there. The thrifty father bought a bike for his younger brother, and the father and son rode home on Sunday. He is even more reluctant to spend money, eating leftovers, almost spoiled and still eating. As for my brother, he has a better life, and the food and use are not comparable to those of ordinary rural children. Father's love can't be returned, brother is disobedient, makes trouble everywhere, and can't stay in the children's school. His father transferred him to the middle school in his hometown and dropped out of school two years later. As for me, I used to get good grades, which was liked by teachers and classmates, and I was also famous in school, which made my father very pleased. In the third grade, I told my father to invite the teacher to dinner, and the teacher would pay more attention to it. My father has always respected teachers and attached great importance to teaching. As soon as he heard my words, he agreed. He bought a lot of vegetables, filled a table and let the teachers go happily. But it didn't take long for me to be criticized by my teacher for my poor math performance. And I heard that it was fun to work in Guangdong, so I didn't want to study, so I ran back in private. Dad came home on Sunday and saw that I refused to go to school anyway. He didn't scold me, but said helplessly, "My blood has turned into ice." Later, when he talked about my brother and me, he always liked to sigh: "A river of spring water flows eastward" and "a cavity of blood turns into ice". We broke my father's heart, and we will never be sorry for him!
When I grow up and work outside, it's time for me to fall in love and get married. The boy is a distant countryman with a poor family and a short stature. I took him home, but my dad actually didn't agree, but he didn't expel his boyfriend from the house, left him cold, and didn't embarrass him. He helped us helplessly and advised us to keep our marriage simple and spend as little as possible. He knows that his boyfriend's family is poor, so we should scrimp and save. Husband should be lucky to meet such a father-in-law.
The two sisters got married and their children were born one after another. My brother is also married. The family got together and a round table was full of people. Father loves his children, and the children are attached to his father. My sister and brother-in-law will be back in a few days. Father always treats a table of dishes like a VIP, pouring wine and persuading them. In his eyes, son-in-law and son are the same. On holidays, we spend more time at our mother's house and less time at our husband's house. Because your parents always treat you comfortably and let you eat and drink. There is constant laughter at home, and my father sometimes jokes, likes to chat with his son-in-law and play with his grandchildren. Everyone does not feel at home. Many times people in the team envy the happiness of our family. Father's love still pays off. After his father left, DaJieFu and ErJieFu both burst into tears. Some people say that men don't flick when they have tears, but they don't go to sad places. Isn't brother-in-law's tears a testimony of sadness?
Although my father's education is not high, his kind heart is always so open-minded, reasonable and considerate. He knew that our brother and sister were from poor families, so he never complained. He called us poor in front of us and said everything was needed. Give him money to spend, he always doesn't want it; In order to buy him something, he lied that he had it. He often says that he doesn't need anything, but he just hopes that we can do a good job at home and get rich as soon as possible. He is always afraid of spending our money. That autumn, my mother was dying, and he didn't even call me and my second sister who were far away from home. He is afraid that our business will be delayed and it will cost money to go back and forth. How can a kind father not know that although his daughter is in poor condition, she will never be stingy with her parents' money.
When my mother was alive, we gave her lucky money on holidays, which was 100 yuan at most. My parents always said that our family was poor and refused to accept it. They won't accept it until we insist on giving it to them. I went home in the first month of that year and gave my father 100 yuan, but my father desperately refused to accept it. He said we had a hard time and couldn't ask for our money. When he refused, I pretended to be obedient and refused to give it. On the morning when I came back, I wanted to give it to my father. After several rejections, my father had to accept it. When I got on the bus, he gave my daughter 50 yuan. I took advantage of my brother-in-law to send me to the car and entrusted 50 yuan to his father. One hundred dollars is a big sum in father's eyes. He thinks we can't accept this one hundred dollars. He doesn't know that just a hundred dollars is a small sum that we are ashamed to say! Because he started from scratch and the conditions were not good, he could only show a little filial piety, but he refused to accept it. He didn't know that his daughter was married far away, so it was difficult to go home several times a year. I feel guilty that my father failed to take good care of him in his diet and daily life, and failed to let him enjoy anything materially. Don't give 100 yuan, even 1000 yuan, unless you are in debt. He thinks he will be unhappy if he accepts my money. Won't I be sad that he won't accept my money?
Father seldom comes to my house because it's a long way and he has no time. In the past, when his mother was alive, he had to wait on his sick mother and had no chance to travel far. On the day my child turned one year old, he came once, and once he went to my house with his grandmother and uncle for a few days. After my mother died, I met him alone and asked him to come to my house for a while. After making some phone calls, my father came to my house in his uncle's car. I know my father likes nothing but smoking and drinking. Although my family has a small shop and some snacks, my father doesn't like them. I tried my best to make the dishes richer and let my father drink wine and eat well. I have chicken, cuttlefish stewed lean meat and pork belly slices, but I don't think it's enough. I heard that pigeon meat is delicious and soup is fresh. I asked around where I could buy it, saying that pigeons were too small to buy. Ask the man that pigeons are hatching and can't be bought. I still didn't let my father eat such delicious food as he wished, which became my great regret. In fact, my father had no appetite at that time, because after his mother died, his whole person changed and his mental state was not as good as before. After living for two days, my father said that someone at home was waiting for him to go back, so he couldn't stay any longer and insisted on going back. I want to keep him, but I can't. Unexpectedly, this is my father's last visit to my house, and he will never set foot in my house again. It was not until my father died that I realized that he actually insisted on going home that time, not because he had an appointment with anyone, but because he was afraid of spending my money, so he told such a lie and made an excuse to go home. This is my kind father, who is always considerate of others and afraid to disturb others, even his own daughter.
After his mother left, he left his father alone and made him suffer from loneliness. Eating and drinking are irregular. Lonely father often sits alone at the gate, eating coarse grains and plain rice, and living a very sloppy and bitter life. When no one is with him, he goes to other people's homes to chat, sometimes sitting at the gate in a daze. Everyone can't watch it anymore. They all want their father to find a wife. In April of that year, my father finally found someone he was satisfied with. I went back to visit my father's wife and my sick uncle. Seeing that strange woman made me feel uncomfortable, but I felt very uncomfortable. I ran to my mother's grave alone and suffered a lot. I don't want other women to come to my house to take my mother's place at home. Father knows that I am unhappy and won't accept that woman. He explained to me how good this woman was and said that no matter how much I cried, I couldn't cry back to my mother. He patiently advised me not to be sad and hoped that I could accept her. On the surface, I have no objection, but in my heart, I am exclusive. I didn't want to stay at home that night. I want to stay at my sister's house and go back the next day. Later, the woman left for some reason and never came back. My father never wants to find a wife again. Now that I think about it, why did I make my father sad? Why not understand him? Instead of being glad that you found a wife, what about being sad? Although my father didn't blame me, I will always live in repentance, because a filial daughter should think of her father, know the hardships of her father's life alone, and then understand and encourage him to find someone to accompany her. I am an unfilial and selfish daughter.
September 28th, 2004 is the first anniversary of my mother's death. When I got home, I saw my old father, and my heart was sour. I knew my father was lonely, which changed my previous thoughts. Unfortunately, there is no suitable person to spend his old age with his father. I didn't go to my sister's home this time. Everyone knows that a father longs for his daughter to live at home, and he can talk to him to relieve boredom. When it comes to mother, my father is always in tears. In fact, he has not forgotten his mother who has been suffering with him for more than 30 years. It was that time I went home to see my father, but I didn't expect it to be a farewell. Since then, although I often called my father, I have never seen his people again. I didn't come home for the first month. I was going to pick up my father, but he didn't come. I wanted to go back to see him, but I didn't go back for various reasons. Goodbye to my father, but he will never close those unforgettable eyes.
I seldom buy gifts for my father. He likes smoking and drinking. I have bought it several times before. Later, I thought it would hurt him to buy these things for him, so I stopped buying them. I bought two suits, which are not very expensive, but my father likes them very much. Knowing that my father suffered from rheumatism because he worked in the mine for a long time, he often suffered from severe pain. He was covered with plasters, and even the quilt on the bed smelled of medicine. I am in a hurry and want to buy my father a specific medicine for rheumatism to relieve his pain. To this end, I am thinking about how to raise money before buying. My husband said that the white snake medicinal liquor advertised on TV was very good, so he bought several bottles for my father to drink. What he said is just what I want. I just hope that the days will pass quickly. When the Chinese New Year was coming, I called my cousin and asked her to come to my house from Huarong to help me bring two bottles of medicinal liquor and a herring home to my father. I'm worried that if he doesn't drink too much according to the instructions, it will have a negative impact on his health. I called him again and again and asked him to drink regularly and quantitatively according to the instructions. I didn't expect my father to leave before he finished drinking those two bottles of medicinal wine. Looking at the unfinished bottle of medicinal liquor, my heart ached. It's really gratifying to hear grandma say that my father's rheumatism has improved a lot after drinking this bottle of medicinal wine. Originally, he didn't intend to drink the remaining bottle. He said to leave it to grandma, because grandma also has rheumatism.
On the morning of the first day of the first month of 2005, I dialed the telephone to say hello to my father. He is not at home, saying that he has gone out to pay New Year greetings to others. Not long after, my father called again. On the phone, he gave me a New Year call and said some auspicious words. He wished us good luck and asked me to be considerate of my husband and have a good temper ... My father often educated our four brothers and sisters to strengthen their self-cultivation, be diligent in keeping the house and be filial to their parents. Sometimes my sister quarrels with her brother-in-law. No matter who is right or wrong, he always blames his sister. He always wants her to have a good temper and never favors his daughter. I didn't expect this to be my father's last education, and his earnest words and warm words still reverberate in my ears.
I'm looking forward to, looking forward to dad coming to my house again. A long time ago, I made an agreement with my neighbor to buy me a native chicken and stew it for my father the day after his arrival. I think I will buy more delicious dishes for my father to drink. I am waiting for my father's arrival, so I often call back to urge my father to come to my house as soon as possible. Father agreed at first, but later he couldn't come because of something. He finally found a wife who made him very satisfied, and said that he would host a banquet for relatives and friends soon. I just want to go back and see. My brother called me from Jiang Soda complaining about bad business and wanted to work in Guangdong. I advised him not to be impulsive. He reassured me and told my father that he and his wife were going to Sichuan to do wine business. After hearing what he said, I was immediately surprised. I said I didn't know. I put down the phone and called my father, who happened to be at home. He told me that he would go to Sichuan until my uncle's wedding. He also said that if my cousin doesn't get married in the near future, he won't wait, and he will go to Sichuan after finishing his own business. I told him about his brother and asked him to ask his brother-in-law if there was anything suitable for him. Father said to stay away from his brother. I know he is angry because my brother is too disappointing and disobedient. He has been doing business outside for a year and came back with nothing. My father said that he only smoked two cigarettes given by his brother. On the fourth day of the first month, the second sister's family held a happy event, and the younger brother embarrassed his father in front of so many relatives and broke his heart. Unexpectedly, an angry word turned out to be the truth, and my father really ignored my brother. When he left, he left his inexperienced brother to support the portal alone. From then on, he was helpless and suffered everywhere. He became a man without his parents overnight, and no one is better than his parents. I called my father's wife and asked her if she could go to Sichuan with her father. She said no problem. I said that I would visit my parents in the near future. I called my father many times, but I didn't expect this to be the last time. Early the next morning, my aunt called my father to inform him that he was critically ill. Goodbye father, he can't speak, his eyes closed and he left us forever! From then on, I can no longer dial the most familiar number, listen to his greetings and exhortations, and let myself feel like seeing my father after hanging up the phone. Separation of yin and yang. Only in my dream will my father's voice reach my ears and make me feel the short-lived fatherly love!
Father, you will live in my heart and memory forever!