Pay for your generosity and take a weekend off to go back to your parents' home.
Today I finally waited until the day off and could go back to my parents' house.
Of course, it's not a chicken on the left hand and a duck on the right hand to go back to your parents' house. It is also necessary to pay attention to what the elderly love to eat. The supermarket picks and chooses, and finds what he thinks is the best big banana for his favorite dad.
It is also necessary to buy a fried meat that my mother loves to eat, my family has frozen the tap water pipe this winter because of the cold, and the water has been stopped for four days, so I can't make it myself, and it is convenient to buy it.
Two newly opened shops on the street, on the right is the Northeast pot wrapped meat, take a look at it and say this is not suitable for two people to eat, a little hard!The store didn't even pay attention to me, and I slipped away.
On the left is a fried pork spot, there are hard fried meat and soft fried meat, and the taste is unknown. I asked the store if I could try a piece, and the owner generously gave me a large one. I thought with a long mouth, just try a small one, the old people don't like to eat and can't eat, so I don't want it.
However, the boss was very generous, and I was embarrassed. After all, it feels unexpected, and I don't want to owe favors in my heart, so pat my head and buy it. Just paid for generosity, spent money on his own, but felt like he was returning the favor. But it wasn't like that at first, I was obviously .......
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My mother, who is in her 80s, mostly lies on the sofa because of leg pain. More often than not, my mother is babbling about him, he can't do anything, it's all my dad doing.
But you must know that when I was young, my dad did very little, and most of the time I saw it was my mom doing it. When my dad says no to my mom, I do. Listen, when it's annoying, but dad won't go. Too much argument, at most a sigh, very loud, very angry, turn around and walk away.
I think maybe it was my mother when I was young that planted the generosity of that time. My mother worked hard for the family, working while the family ate, drank, and slept.
Think about my mother at that time, no matter when my father was not at home, he was the housekeeper of the family. When I was young, the two of us were less than a year old, and my grandmother who was paralyzed in bed was my mother, who took care of her while working.
These things were not what I saw at the time, but when my mother was old.
Now my mom can't do it, my dad is my mom's right and left hand, his front and back feet. I think this is the generosity of my mother when I was young, and I think this is the generosity of my father when I am old!
So I decided to be a generous person, even if I don't see a return now, but I know that one day it will take root, it will blossom, and maybe a few fruits, and become the seeds of the next generation.
I can't help but envy the old age of this old couple. Maybe you just see the pace is very slow and slow, or even moving and moving, they are more and more aware of their old age, for example, they can't hear you speak faster, yes, the old may be really old, but my dad will tell you very clearly, you can understand if you speak slowly.
My mom and dad, they're getting older. But I can see from the rings of the years that another kind of wisdom is born, a kind of calmness to life.
My dad started cooking dinner for my mom again. I added a bowl of chicken broth to them from the side. The story of generosity continues and is taking root too!