Back then, my house was bustling. The children are giggling, and the wife cooks a good dish. At that time, my heart was full of love for my family and endless expectations for my children.
As the years went by, I became a septuagenarian. In order to get closer to my children, I revealed my savings to them without thinking. felt that this was the inevitability of the family, and the little caution in my heart had long been drowned out by the full family affection.
However, life will always give you a hard slap in the face. It wasn't long before I started to notice something was wrong. For example, my son's attitude has changed, and his usual smiling face has changed to a thief's expression. Daughter, I used to always talk sweetly, but now it's good, and when I see me, I take the bill with a displeasure on my face. What was originally a lively home has become a little weird.
Once, I overheard them talking about me in the living room: "The old man's money is so good, and now we are doing well." I suddenly felt a little stunned, and the cigarette in my hand fell to the ground with a snap. It turned out that my savings had become a pie in their eyes, and I, as for me, had become a rare animal, and I was worried about making more oil and water at the sight of it.
In the days that followed, the home no longer felt like home. When my children saw me, they couldn't laugh out loud, and they almost slapped me in the face with a leather whip. One day, I decided to get rid of these worries, pack up my things, and go back to the country.
Days in the countryside, clear and quiet. Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, this place seems to be a small world of seclusion. Yet, my heart still couldn't be calm. When I recall the expressions of those children, I feel a pang of heartache. Home, it turns out that it can become so strange.
In the countryside, I met the old village chief. He was my friend when I was a kid, and we talked about the past. As I chatted, I discovered something I hadn't noticed before. It turned out that before I left the country, they had already started to do some dirty things behind my back. The old village chief revealed one truth after another, which made my eyes light up and my heart hurt.
The day I got home, I couldn't help but smile when I looked at their innocent faces. It turned out that the home I always thought was just a gorgeous show. They were doing a little bit behind my back, and I had to leave the city. It occurred to me that it was perhaps better to be lonely than to be taken advantage of.
You treat your relatives like this, what a group of gold dogs. I looked at them coldly, "I'm not a meat bun, I can knead you anywhere." ”
Since then, I have moved back to the countryside. Although lonely, I lived my life. I spent a dull and peaceful time in the country, and I even began to think that this simple life was much better than being used as an ATM by my children in the city. Every morning, I would go out into my field and watch the golden waves of wheat swaying in the wind. The loneliness seems to be slowly diluted by this peaceful scene.
One day, while I was basking in the sun in front of the door, I suddenly saw a young man in shabby clothes walking from a distance. He looked tired, and there was a strange and familiar aura on him. Intrigued, I slowly walked up to meet it.
Dude, you're tired of passing through here, aren't you?Come, sit down. I greeted warmly.
The young man hesitated, but nodded anyway and sat down on the stone in front of the door. I handed him a glass of water, and he took it, smiling slightly.
Thanks, dude. I walked a long way, but there was nowhere to rest. The young man said as he drank water.
Oh, it's a rough and hard road. However, I'm a little curious, why are you so young and running away to such a remote place alone?I asked curiously.
The young man looked into the distance and sighed: "It's a long story, brother. My name is Amin, and my family is actually from the city, but my family is not as good as you. There was a hint of bitterness in his tone.
Oh, Amin, don't be in a hurry, speak slowly. Although this place is not good, it is clean to live in. I handed him a cigarette, "Come, tell me about you." ”
Ah Ming lit a cigarette and spit out a puff of smoke, his eyes were deep: "Brother, in fact, I have always lived in the city, but things at home are becoming more and more unbearable for me. Family affection seems to me to have become synonymous with money. ”
I was slightly stunned, and my heart sank. Why does this story sound familiar?
My old man is becoming more and more indifferent day by day, and I know that all he cares about is his heavy savings. One day, I couldn't take it anymore and took some of the old man's savings. Amin said through some gritted teeth.
I listened quietly, thinking to myself, "Isn't this what I did in the first place?"”
However, I didn't expect that they didn't care about me at all. I revealed the deposit and they laughed at me behind my back. Amin smiled a little remorsefully, "I just left with disappointment." ”
I smiled wryly, as if I saw my younger self.
Dude, what do you think I should do?Amin's eyes were full of confusion.
I patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Brother, I know this very well. Actually, I've had a similar experience before. I'm doing well now, though. You see, I have rediscovered the meaning of life in this peaceful place. ”
Ah Ming listened to my words, and there was a hint of understanding in his eyes. The two of us, on that ordinary afternoon, chatted about the twists and turns of life while savoring the taste of life.
As the days passed, Amin and I became inseparable partners. He helped out in the fields, and I taught him some lessons about life in the countryside. While we ate a simple home-cooked meal, we talked about the ups and downs of life.
One day, I suddenly felt a little tired, so I said to Amin, "Boy, this place will be thrown to you." I plan to go back to the city and feel the taste of my hometown. ”
Ah Ming looked at me suspiciously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"Isn't this place good?”
I smiled: "It's not bad, young man, it's that I think I might have to go back and have a look." Perhaps, the city has the answer I want. ”
After that, I packed my bags, said goodbye to Amin, and set out on the way back to the city.
Back in the city, I found that everything had changed. The old house still stands, but the tall buildings around me make it a little difficult for me to adapt. Walking on the familiar streets, I saw the neighbors I once were, only to find that they had also become strangers. I thought I would feel at home, but I found that it was no longer here.
One day, I stumbled up on the door of my house and heard a familiar laugh. When I looked into it, it turned out to be my sons and daughters. They were chatting happily at home and didn't notice me coming back.
Looking at them, my heart suddenly swelled with a feeling of astringency. Once, in order to get closer to them, I revealed my deposits. Now, however, I find that it doesn't bring us any closer. Home, it seems, has really changed.
I silently turned away, faltering. Perhaps, I should have understood a long time ago that a true home is not built on money, but on mutual understanding and care.
Back in the countryside, I saw the peaceful wheat fields again. Amin ran over from a distance, his expression concerned.
Dude, what's wrong with you?Came back in such a hurry. Armin looked at me, a little worried.
I smiled: "Young man, I find that my real home is still here. This land, this peaceful life, is what I really want. ”
A flash of realization flashed in Amin's eyes, and the two of us walked together towards the golden wheat field. In the afterglow of the setting sun, I suddenly felt that this young man might be the relative I had been longing for in my heart who could understand me and spend the rest of my life with me.