My name is Ma Xiaoming, I am 38 years old this year, and I have been married to my wife Li Xiaofang for 12 years. We have been living with Xiaofang's mother, Zhang Yumei. One weekend, our family of three was eating dinner at the dinner table. Yumei began to pick on Xiaofang's dishes again: "This meat is undercooked, and that dish is too salty, it's hard to swallow!."”。Xiaofang couldn't bear it anymore, put down her chopsticks and said, "Mom, you are so picky every day, Xiao Ming and I are also very uncomfortable." We have tolerated you for so many years, and you should be considerate of us. Not to be outdone, Yumei immediately shot back: "I've just lived with you for so many years, haven't the old people been driven to the nursing home?"Look at Uncle Wang next door, his son's family threw him into the old people's home, and he couldn't even see his grandson. 
I saw that the atmosphere was very stiff, and quickly persuaded: "Mom, Xiaofang didn't mean that. We are all very willing to take care of you, and we just hope you can understand that now the three of us sleeping in the same bed really affect the quality of life. Yumei was silent for a moment, tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, and she choked up and said, "I understand, I'm just a burden, and I will only cause trouble for you." You'd all love for me to go, would you?Okay, I'll move out someday, so as not to delay your pure life!”。Seeing this, Xiaofang's heart also softened, and she hurriedly went over to comfort her mother: "Mom, don't say that, how can we bother you?"You are our loved ones, and of course we want to take good care of you and make you happy. 
Yumei wiped her tears and asked in disbelief, "Really, really?"Then you won't leave me alone in the future, will you?Xiaofang held her hand and said, "Of course not, I promise that I will take care of you more intimately, listen to you, and make you happy." Yumei stopped her tears, and a smile appeared on her face, and she said to us, "Good boy, Mom knows that you love me the most." Xiaofang and I looked at each other and smiled, both breathing a sigh of relief. The quarrel was finally resolved, and our relationship became a little closer. That night, I tossed and turned, and I couldn't sleep for a long time... That night, I tossed and turned, and I couldn't sleep for a long time... Yumei's snoring was unusually harsh in the dark, and she still talked in her dreams from time to time, yelling and yelling, which upset me. I couldn't even snatch the horns back, and I shivered with cold. "I've had enough!I sighed silently in my heart. In fact, the situation of our mother and son sleeping in the same bed has lasted for more than ten years. 
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I decided to get up and sit in the living room for a while, and think about what to do. I don't know when, Xiaofang also woke up, she came over with concern, sat down next to me, and asked me softly, "Xiao Ming, why did you get up?"Is it that your mother's sleep is too bad and it affects you?I confided, "It's not just the sleeping phase, it's the overall decline in our quality of life over the years, you see." It's really painful. 
Xiaofang nodded and said, "I understand your feelings. We should take care of our mother, but we can't live in her shadow forever and ignore our own needs. I shook her hand with relief: "You finally understand me. We should work hard for our own happy life in order to live a better life. At this moment, Yumei stood behind us at some point, and said with tears in her eyes: "It turns out that I am so pathetic and hateful in your eyes. Xiaofang and I were both startled and hurriedly explained, but Yumei had already sadly entered the kitchen. Then there was a loud bang!Our hearts stopped beating half a beat, it's the smell of gasoline!. 
We rushed into the kitchen, only to see Yumei lying on the ground, doused with gasoline, holding a lighter in her hand, and a pile of medicine bottles scattered next to her. "Mom!Xiaofang knelt down in horror and hugged Yumei, shouting loudly, "What are you doing here?"Please stop!"My mind was also blank, and I didn't know what to do. Yumei's body trembled slightly in Xiaofang's embrace, her eyes were misty, and she muttered to herself: "I'm really boring in life." You don't care about me. What am I still alive to do. 
Mom, please don't do this!Xiaofang was already in tears, "We are your family, how can we not care about you?"You heard you wrong!Yumei shook her head weakly and said, "I'm already old, and it will only drag you down, and you are obviously tired of me in your hearts." I finally came back to my senses at this time, quickly squeezed Xiaofang away, snatched the lighter from Yumei's hand and threw it aside, and then hugged her and said, "Mom, we did something wrong, it really didn't mean that just now!."You will always be the most important family to us, and we will never leave you behind. Yumei stared at us blankly, her eyes gradually regaining their brightness. She choked up and said, "Really." Do you still love me? 
That's good, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. "It's okay, Mom, the misunderstanding has been solved. Xiaofang held her mother's hand tightly, "We will always be with you and will not let you feel lonely and sad again." A few days later, Yumei was discharged from the hospital and returned home. We began to learn to take care of her daily life and diet, and often talked to her and listened to her. In order to give Yumei a separate space, we decided to add a bedroom to her alone. 
Life is like sailing on the sea, there will always be storms and waves, but as long as we understand and care for each other, we will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties and usher in the next beautiful chapter of life. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another few years have passed. My relationship with Xiaofang was deepened by the turmoil of that year, and we learned to take care of the needs of each family member and make life more harmonious. After Yumei lived alone, her physical fitness also improved a lot. She no longer always complains about life, but often takes the initiative to help us with housework and sleeps soundly at night. One day after dinner, our family sat around the yard and chatted. Yumei smiled and said, "I'm so glad that you didn't listen to me at the beginning, and you didn't let me live alone." 
You have been so kind to me all these years, and my heart is full of gratitude. Xiaofang held her mother's hand and said, "We just did our duty as children. You brought us up, and of course we have to take care of you and make your old age comfortable. "Yes, Mom," I said, "we will always remember your nurturing kindness, and we hope that you will live happily to see us start a family and hold our grandchildren in the future." "Good boy, with you being so filial, I have no regrets in my life. Yumei said, her eyes moistened. 
We chatted for a while, and then we went back to our rooms to rest. Before closing the door, I saw that Yumei had fallen asleep with a peaceful smile on her face. Early the next morning, Xiaofang went to call Yumei for breakfast, but saw that she was still asleep. "Mom, it's time to get up and have breakfast. Xiaofang called softly a few times, but Yumei didn't respond. I hurried over to check, and then shook my head at Xiaofang with a complicated expression - Yumei passed away peacefully in her sleep.
Instead of feeling sad, we were very relieved. Because Yumei has passed away without any regrets, she lives a very happy and contented life. We decided to have a simple and warm funeral for her to be buried beautifully. On the day of the burial, dark clouds were thick and a drizzle fell in the gloomy sky. Looking at the lonely tombstone in the cemetery, Xiaofang and I held hands and stood silent for a long time. In the world, it is difficult to find a sincere mother's love after a hundred years. We will grow old one by one, but our mother's love will always remain in our hearts.
Yumei's death made Xiaofang and I lose our loved ones, and our home was empty all of a sudden. However, we do not feel lonely or sad knowing that the Mother has rested in the Heavenly Spirit. After the beginning.
In the seventh and 100th days, we sorted out Yumei's relics one by one, and the most important of them was a diary of hers. That night, Xiaofang and I opened our journals and slowly read back from the first page. It records in detail the details of Yumei's life over the years - her thoughts about us, her observations on weather changes, her small colds on her body, and her comments on the plot of the TV series. Every stroke and every drawing reveals her love for life.
Mom is so cute, the little luck in her life can be so happy to write. Xiaofang sighed as she read. Turning to the days when we were about to move out to live alone for her, Yumei wrote: "Xiao Ming and Xiaoxiao said today that they would live alone for me, and I was very reluctant, but at the same time I felt happy - my children finally have to think about their own lives." "Mom, you're amazing. "I couldn't help but cry. The last page of the diary contains only a few short sentences: "The greatest happiness in my life is to see my children start a family and be happy."
Thank God for the wonderful life I have ever had. At the end, Xiaofang couldn't cry anymore. I hugged her, and I couldn't stop crying. We sat in the moonlight, immersed in the longing for our mother. Now we are over half a hundred years old, and our children are all starting a business. Every time my mother died, we would gather all our children and grandchildren home and sit in the courtyard to chat, and the topic was always inseparable from my grandmother's bits and pieces. In the world, it is difficult to find a sincere mother's love after a hundred years. We will grow old one by one, but our mother's love will always remain in our hearts.
Looking at the grandchildren playing in the yard, Xiaofang and I couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces of our childhood. "Remember when my mother used to say that we were 'skinned like two little monkeys'?Xiaofang smiled and said, "When we come home from school, we throw away our schoolbag first, and then you drag me to climb trees, hide and seek, and rub my clothes all over the mud." "Remember, every holiday, my mother would bake snacks and invite our friends to come to the house to play. We sat in a row in the courtyard, eating my mother's roasted sweet potatoes and walnut cakes, and listening to her tell us ancient words, how happy we were. "Mom gave so much for us and I really understand her greatness now. "Like her, I want to pass on our traditions and virtues to my children, so that the love of our ancestors will be passed on from generation to generation in their hearts."
Xiaofang nodded in agreement. I looked at the children playing in the courtyard, and a warm current welled up in my heart. Many years later, Xiaofang and I depended on each other for the rest of our lives. I often take out Yumei's diary and read her stories to my grandchildren. "Grandma is great!After hearing this, the grandson's eyes were full of admiration. I often tell them that Yumei tells us with practical actions that family harmony comes from the tolerance and dedication of every member.
Yumei has been resting in the spirit of heaven for many years, and her mother's love will be passed on through the branches and leaves of our family tree. When I was dying, my whole family stayed at my bedside. I was already very weak, but I could still see their faces clearly - the eldest son and his wife, raising two lovely grandchildren;The second son supported the frail Xiaofang, and the wrinkles on their faces recorded the traces of time;The grandchildren have also grown up**, and some have become fathers and mothers. My heart is filled with gratitude, and I thank God for allowing me to witness the magnificent sight of this century-old tree spreading its leaves.
Grandpa, you have to be strong!The eldest grandson said, holding my hand. I smiled and shook my head, and said slowly amid the concerned eyes of the children, "I have lived for more than 100 years and witnessed the growth of several generations of my family. "What do you say, grandpa!The second granddaughter was anxious, "You'll be fine!.""Everyone else had red eyes and urged me to cheer up. I understood their reluctance, so I said softly, "Don't be sad, I will guard this home in the spirit of heaven."
Speaking of which, I'm exhausted. Amid the choked voices of my family, I slowly closed my eyes and embarked on the final journey of my life. Years later, a small tombstone swayed in the wind. The tombstone reads: "Ma Xiaoming, commemorating the great spirit of practicing maternal love with his life." Every Qingming season, the children and grandchildren of our century-old tree will come here to reunite and remember the kindness of our great-grandfather. What is buried here is not only Ma Xiaoming, but also the great maternal love inherited by him and Yumei and Xiaofang for three generations.
This seed of motherly love has taken root in our hearts in the past. Now, I want to pass it on to my children and grandchildren, so that this century-old tree will flourish and continue to grow. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several generations have passed. When I have gray hair and wrinkled face, and I have become the oldest member of this old family tree, I still think of Ma Xiaoming and his mother from time to time. Although many details have been blurred, the mother's love that spanned a hundred years is still vividly alive in our hearts and passed down from generation to generation. I remember when I was a child, my grandparents would gather all their children and grandchildren to go home for reunions during the Spring Festival. In the courtyard, we sat at a long table with lights and firecrackers, eating the food made by my grandmother and listening to them tell the stories of our ancestors.
And what fascinates us the most is the true love between Ma Xiaoming and his mother across the chasm. We would ask my grandfather to tell the story of sleeping in the same bed again, and listen to him describe his grandmother's kindness and forbearance. "Children, you have to remember that the most precious thing in family is mutual understanding and tolerance. "Grandpa always told us that. Now that I am the oldest branch of this tree, children and grandchildren will come and ask me to talk about the past. I will tell Ma Xiaoming's story solemnly, and the children will listen attentively. Now I am over 100 years old and have limited mobility, but fortunately, my children and grandchildren come home regularly to see me and tell me interesting stories about my hometown.
They have grown up**, some work in the city, and some have gone to foreign lands. But every important festival, I will still cross the mountains and rivers and return to this old tree to get together. I looked at them with satisfaction, thinking how relieved Ma Xiaoming would be if he was in the Heavenly Spirit. The turmoil made the family realize the value of mother's love and pass it on to this day. Life is like a slow flowing river, and there are always joys and sorrows. But the eternal mother's love closely connects the roots of our century-old tree. It has been passed down from generation to generation in the hearts of our family members who have been passed down by blood, and we have all grown into big trees and thrived.