Title When I went back to my hometown to worship my ancestors on the weekend, I saw my stepfather being bullied, and I stood up without hesitation
While working on the construction site, Dad unfortunately fell from a height, causing serious injuries and multiple fractures.
Workers failed to take Dad to a nearby hospital in time for resuscitation, and eventually his signs of life disappeared.
When my mother and grandmother fainted on the spot, I was so young that I didn't understand the meaning of death, and I was still walking around my room carefree, hoping that my father would bring me a lot of snacks.
I didn't understand why my mother and grandmother were so sad, so I approached them, wiped away their tears with my young hands, and said, "Mom, grandma, don't cry, grandpa said that he would take Dad back, and when Dad comes back, no one will dare to bully you anymore." ”
They were already holding back their tears, and when they heard my "comforting" words, they wept even more sadly and helplessly.
As a young child, I was a little helpless, so I hurriedly sat on my mother's lap, hugged her waist, and began to sob, too, at a loss.
Two days later, Grandpa brought Dad back.
When I saw my father lying in the hearse, I was so frightened that I cried and didn't dare to approach him.
Mom and Grandma rushed at Dad like crazy, but fortunately a few relatives stopped them in time.
Dad's death was classified as a work-related injury, and the contractor should pay compensation for solatium and funeral expenses, but they bribed the co-workers who lived together, claiming that Dad had been drunk the night before, and that Dad was to blame for the accident, so the contractor refused to pay high compensation and only provided some funeral expenses.
We are just ordinary rural people, who do not know how to protect our own interests through legal means, and we are unable to fight a lawsuit with the contractor, so we have to acquiesce to the other party's arguments and are forced to sign a voluntary waiver of compensation and agree to waive compensation.
I still remember tears streaming down my mother's face as she signed it, wetting the agreement.
Only to reprint, she signed again.
Dad died, the pillar of the family no longer existed, and the whole family was shrouded in grief during those days.
Mom and grandma didn't eat or drink every day, lying in bed, chanting Dad's name in their mouths, as if they were in a frenzy, especially grandma.
At the slightest sound, she would sit up and say in a panic that Daddy was back.
The grandparents had only one son in their lives, and now that the father is gone, the grandmother died three months later due to excessive grief.
Grandma's death made my mother wake up in an instant, and she no longer wowed in the grief of being widowed, and did her best to take care of my grandfather and me.
In the past, my father and mother worked together to earn money to support the family, but now I can only rely on my mother alone.
Grandpa felt sorry for her mother and persuaded her to remarry: "Fenglan, the big fortune is gone, you are still young, you can't be widowed for the rest of your life, marry someone who has the right person!.""Dad, when Dacai and I loved each other, we swore that we would only love him alone in this life.
Although he is gone, I will not betray my promise. ”
Mom understands that Grandpa has good intentions, but she has already made up her mind and firmly assures Grandpa.
In my memory, my grandfather was a very strong old man, and after my father's death, and when my grandmother died, he did not shed a single tear.
But now, hearing his mother's promise, he couldn't help but reddened his eyes.
My mother never planned to remarry, but then something happened that forced her to change her mind.
When I was in the first year of junior high school, my grandfather had an acute cerebral hemorrhage and survived after being taken to the hospital, but since then he has been paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of himself.
My mother originally planned to go outside to earn money for me to study, but my grandfather needed to be taken care of at all times, and as a last resort, she could only let her stepfather Hu Mingshan come to the house and carry this dilapidated home together.
My stepfather, Hu Mingshan, lives in the village next door to us, and when he was a child, he accidentally lost an eye while playing with his friends.
When he was young, his family was poor, his appearance was a little scary, and no girl wanted to marry him, so he lived alone all the time.
After my stepfather came to the house, I was the one who resisted the most.
In my heart, there is only one father, he is not worthy of being my father, and whenever he makes overtures, I always refuse.
But because of the long distance, the ice cream had already turned into a ball, and my stepfather handed it to me with some emotion: "Child, although it has melted, the taste is still the same, hurry up and eat it." ”
I glanced at the ice cream and asked him in an unfriendly tone, "How do you know that the taste hasn't changed, have you secretly tasted it?"Faced with my questioning, my stepfather quickly explained: "No, this is just my guess. ”
I stood up, threw the ice cream into the dirty bucket, and performed to my stepdad, "You don't need to be so nice to me because you don't deserve it." ”
I left indifferently, leaving only my back to my stepfather, and leaving him where he was for a long time.
My mother understood what had happened and apologized to my stepfather on my behalf, who told my mother that I was just a child, that he would not be as knowledgeable as me, and that he would forgive me for all the mistakes I had made.
Every time I see my stepdad so loving to my mom, I feel uneasy.
To get revenge on my stepfather, I threw the only souvenir his mother gave him into the fire and burned it.
My stepfather knew that this was my behavior, and he didn't blame me during the day, and at night he hid in a no-man's corner and silently wiped his tears and apologized to his late mother: "Mom, I lost the souvenir you gave me, it's me who is not filial, don't blame me." ”
After saying that, the stepfather began to slap himself in the mouth repeatedly.
I hid from a distance and saw this scene, and I felt very guilty in my heart, and I wanted to apologize in person, but I didn't have the courage.
Ten years ago, my mother was diagnosed with advanced lymphoma, and there were only six months between the onset of the disease and her death.
I arranged my mother's funeral, drove my stepfather back to his own home, sold his old house and went back to the city to live.
Last weekend, when I was returning to my hometown to worship my ancestors, when I passed by my stepfather's village, I saw him being bullied by the village bully's father and son, and he was pressed to the ground and punched left and right.
He didn't dare to fight back, so he could only hold his head in his hands.
I drove by, pretending not to see it, but after walking some distance, I remembered how good my stepfather had been to me, felt pain in my heart, and hurriedly turned around and drove back.
Now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, why should you bully him? ”
As soon as I got out of the car, I questioned the father and son of the village tyrant.
Who are you?Have a finger in the pie. ”
The father and son of the village bully ignored me and wanted to continue beating my stepfather.
I'm his son, if you try to beat him again, I'll send you to prison." ”
Growing up, I have never been afraid of any threats, and now seeing my stepdad being bullied by bad guys, I stand up to stop it.
Hearing my threat, the father and son of the village bully restrained their rampant arrogance and stopped in mid-air with their raised fists.
My stepfather has lived in my house for so many years and I have never called him "Daddy", but now I naturally admit to being his son, which is a surprise to myself.
I learned what happened, it turned out that the father and son of the village bully wanted to buy the stepfather's house at a low price, but the stepfather refused to sell, so they resorted to the forced purchase, and finally the scene just happened.
When the father and son of the village bully saw me on my stepfather's side and publicly admitted their identity, they didn't dare to make a mistake.
After the incident passed, in order to compensate for what I had done to my stepfather before, I decided to send my stepfather to live in a nursing home and pay for it.
But he was unwilling, saying that although the old house was dilapidated, it was left to him by his parents, and he could not leave.
Faced with my stepfather's resolute decision, I could only respect him and leave him a sum of money and tell him to come back to see him when I had time.
When my stepdad heard that I was going to come back to see him, he burst into tears and stood at the gate watching my car get farther and farther away.