I remember one time, my father sold the only old bicycle in the family to treat my mother's illness. That year, my mother had not been able to ** because of a stubborn illness, and life at home became more and more difficult.
The bike was the only transportation for our family, and my father sold it, so we didn't even have a chance to go out.
Dad, how did you sell your bike? "I asked.
Son, you have to know how to be responsible for your family. Mom's illness can't be delayed, we have to find a way to treat her.
I was silent, knowing my father's distress and at the same time despairing of the situation at home. During that time, the family's life became more tight, I gave up going to school and went to work in other places, in order to earn more money, hoping to make my mother ** as soon as possible.
After several years of hard work, I finally made some money. My mother's condition also improved, and when I wanted to take her to the hospital**, she refused.
Kid, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm ready, you should find a good girl to marry and live a good life.
I was stunned, I couldn't believe my mother would say that. I immediately understood that it was the appearance of my girlfriend that gave our family hope for the future and made my mother's condition better.
A few years ago, when my girlfriend learned about my mother's illness, she agreed to me without saying a word. Not only did she help me share the burden of the family, but she also comforted my mother and me often.
However, just when his mother's condition gradually improved, his girlfriend proposed to break up. She told me that she was already in love with another man and was sorry for me.
How can you do that? I've done so much for you, and now you're leaving me? "I asked angrily.
That night, I stayed up all night. When my mother learned the news, she comforted me with distress. My father told me with his actions that I have to work hard, and only hard work can make my life better.
She looked at me and burst into tears. It was at this moment that I heard my inner voice, and it told me that I was relieved.
The morning sun pours into the room through the curtains and reflects on the floor. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, pushed open the door, and walked out into the courtyard.
Son, let's go to the city today, I haven't been out for a walk for a long time. "There was a hint of anticipation in my father's voice.
I nodded, although I still have my girlfriend in my heart, but for the sake of the family, I have to cheer up.
Walking for a long time in the alleys of the city, we saw an elderly man who was pushing a dilapidated tricycle.
I stood quietly and watched the interaction between my father and the old man.
Uncle, you seem to be struggling, do you want me to help you push for a while? "Father asked with concern.
The old man waved his hand again and again, saying that he could persevere. I looked at the old man's hard back and suddenly decided to help him.
After walking for a while, the old man stopped the car and looked at us gratefully.
You are good people, thank you. "The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes showed emotion.
You're welcome, uncle just treat us as a whole. "Father said with a smile.
When I got home, I cleaned up my room, only to find that something was wrong with my mother's face. I stepped forward and asked her with concern what was wrong.
What are you doing with your dad today? "My mother looked at me with a nervous expression.
We just went around town, what's wrong? "I'm a little confused.
When did that tricycle end up at home? "The mother's voice trembled.
I was taken aback and recalled this morning, my father and I met the old man pushing the tricycle, and then I helped him push the cart with my father.
Mom, it's just a kind gesture, it's not a big deal. "I patiently comforted her.
You think I have nothing to do at home, and I can go out and help others at will? "The mother's voice raised a little.
I was a little helpless, and I knew that my mother was hurt by my actions and that of my father. I understand that she has not been perfect, and there may be a lot of dissatisfaction and grievances in her heart.
Mom, we only did it out of kindness. Don't be angry, okay? "I tried to lighten the mood.
My mother's condition continued to stabilize, and I gradually came out of my previous shadow and returned to work and life.
My father also saw the change in me and always behaved very optimistically in front of me.
However, one night, when I got home, I heard a quarrel. I hurried into the room, only to find that it was my father and mother arguing over trivial matters.
Dad, Mom, what's wrong? What happened? "I asked anxiously.
Child, it's not your business. Go back and rest. "Father said in a cold tone.
I had a feeling of foreboding, but I left the room anyway. The next morning, I noticed that my father had left early and my mother was making breakfast in the kitchen, looking a little lonely.
Mom, what happened to you and Dad last night? "I asked with concern.
It's nothing, it's just a little thing. Don't worry. "The mother's answer was obviously a bit hesitant.
I decided to talk to my father alone, so I rushed to his place of work. When I saw my father, he looked a little tired.
Dad, what's going on last night? Why did you and your mom suddenly ......"I asked tentatively.
My heart sank, and it was something I had never realized before. My father's words made me realize that he had been silently suffering from a lot of pressure.
I immediately decided to help my father share the burden of the family. I know that this is my responsibility. So I worked hard, lived frugally, saved money, and saved all the money I had in the air.
However, as time passed, my mother's condition did not improve. My father hinted to me that there was little money left in the family, and he couldn't bear to continue to drag me down, hoping that I could live a good life.
Faced with my father's helplessness and my mother's illness, I was extremely conflicted. I know that my parents are selfless, and I can't bear to bear such pressure.
After a while, I tried to get myself back into my work, hoping to distract myself from the pain. I returned to my hometown and continued to work in the fields and farm with my father.
This tacit understanding makes me feel a little warm.
However, new contradictions have crept in. On my first day home, I unexpectedly heard an argument between my parents.
My mother scolded him for not hiding his illness, while my father chose to hide it from me and my mother.
I stood outside the door, listening to their quarrels, and my heart could not be at peace for a long time. My father has always been a strong man, silently bearing the burden of the family and never telling us.
This quarrel made me realize that everyone in the family has their own difficulties, and everyone has their own patience and perseverance.
Now, with a new challenge ahead of me, I have decided to be a stronger support in my family, and I will accompany them through whatever happens.
What the future holds, I don't know. But I know that no matter what happens, I will face it with my family.