I am a middle school teacher, and I am very busy with work, so I rarely go back to my hometown to see my father. One day, I received a ** from my father, saying that he was not feeling well and asked me to go back and see him.
I quickly took a leave of absence and took the train back to my hometown. I found out that my father's house had been demolished, leaving only ruins. I asked the people in the village, only to find out that my father's house was requisitioned by **, and he was given a sum of compensation.
I found my father, who lived in a dilapidated hut with a young woman by his side. I knew it was a vixen at first glance, she was scantily dressed, with red lipstick on her mouth and a look of weirdness in her eyes.
I asked my father who this woman was and how he could be with her. The father said that the woman's name was Linna and she was his girlfriend. He said that he loved her very much, she loved him very much, and they were going to get married.
I was so angry when I heard this, how could I let my father marry such a woman?I persuaded my father that this woman was not sincere, she just wanted to cheat him out of money. My father didn't listen, saying that I didn't understand love and that I was an unfilial son.
I got into an argument with my father, and I said that he was a confused old man, that he had failed his mother's kindness, that he was not worthy of being my father. The father turned pale with anger and suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
I was so frightened that I quickly dialed 120 and took my father to the hospital, where the doctor said he had had a stroke and needed to be hospitalized**. I asked the doctor how serious my father's condition was, and the doctor said that the left half of his body was paralyzed and that there was little chance of recovery.
I felt very sad in my heart, I felt that it was all my fault, and if I hadn't quarreled with him, he might not have had a stroke. I decided to take good care of my father so that he could feel my filial piety in his last days.
I went to Linna and wanted to ask her why she cheated her father out of his money and why she ruined his father's happiness. When I got to where she lived, I found that she had moved out, leaving only a note saying that she had run away with another man and that her father should stop looking for her.
I was so angry that I wanted to go crazy, and I wanted to tell my father the news, so that he could see Lin Na's true face and let him know how stupid he was. However, I was afraid that my father would be irritated and make his condition worse.
When I returned to the hospital, I saw my father lying on the hospital bed, his eyes hollow, and drooling from the corners of his mouth, and my heart ached. I thought, my father was pitiful enough, and I didn't want to hurt him anymore. I decided not to tell him about Linna and let him keep a little hope.
The cost of my father's hospitalization was high, and the money in my card ran out quickly. I wanted to call my wife ** and ask her to send me some money, but my father stopped me. He took out a bank card from under his pillow and said it was his savings for me to use.
I was embarrassed to take the bank card, I thought, my father's money should not be much, after all, his house was demolished, and he gave Lin Na a lot of money. I went to check it out at the ATM and I was stunned. The balance in the card turned out to be more than a million!
I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought it was an ATM malfunctioning. I went to another ATM and the result was still the same. I think, my father's money came from **?How could he have so much money?
I went back to the hospital room and asked my father what was going on with the bank card. My father said it was his secret and he didn't want to tell me. And I said, I am his son, and I have the right to know. Father said that he didn't want to disappoint me, he didn't want me to despise him.
I was even more curious, and I asked my father what he had done and why he had so much money. The father was silent for a while, and finally said that he was a gambler and that all his money was gambling.
I listened and was speechless in amazement. I never knew that my father could have such a side. I asked my father when he started gambling, how he gambled, and why he gambled.
The father said that he started gambling after the death of his mother, that he felt that life was meaningless, and that he wanted to find a little excitement. He said that he had a talent, he could see the movement of the cards, and he could win a lot of money. He said that he gambled to give me a good life and that he wanted me to be happy.
I listened, and my heart was mixed. I don't know what to say about my father's actions, I don't know whether to thank him or blame him. I think my father loves me, and he expresses his love in his own way. However, he was also wrong, he should not have gambled, he should not have taken such a big risk.