List of high-quality authors I gave my father 6,000 yuan when I returned to my rural hometown on May Day, and only one day later, he said that it was all spent.
During the May Day holiday, my sister and I hurried back to our hometown on the evening of the 29th.
Opening the trunk of the car, we successively removed large and small bags of luggage and filled the room.
For my father, I prepared a short-sleeved sweatshirt, long pants, cotton shorts, sneakers, slippers, and a hat to shade the sun, as well as various medicines, protein powder, and milk.
My sister bought all kinds of food, and specially selected fruits that are rarely seen in her hometown, durian, cherries, and a box of imported mangosteen, which she said was for her father.
The people of the village greeted us warmly, and the neighbor's Du Po, who was over eighty years old, looked at us with envy in his eyes. She pursed her mouth with few teeth, and said to my father, "Your two girls are really filial!" ”
I learned that Du Po's son is in his 60s and is still working outside to pay off his mortgage, while her daughter is busy taking care of her grandchildren and rarely takes care of her. Of course, she was naturally envious of my father's condition.
But my dad pouted: "Hmph, it's not a good thing, you can buy a lot of it for a hundred yuan." ”
My dad is really picky about everything, and he is always picky.
When we got home, we knew that Dad wouldn't be able to prepare dinner, so we ordered some food from the hotel to take home with us before we got home.
At the dinner table, my dad complained that the Wuchang fish was too old, the yellow stewed yuanzi was too salty, the stewed beef brisket was too light, and the honey lotus root was not glutinous enough, and then pushed the rice bowl and declared that he would not eat it.
My sister and I looked at each other, it was really my mother's house, my mother was gone, and my daughter was always not welcomed when she returned to her mother's house.
Under normal circumstances, even if the mother is gone, the father will take care of the food. We didn't expect him to cook, so we packed some of his favorite dishes and brought them back, but we didn't expect him to be so picky.
Besides, my dad is obviously in good health and is not yet 70 years old, why is it so difficult to serve?
He's developed a habit of dependence all his life, and since my mom is gone, he's become a bit inactive.
Even though I'm in good health, I always complain about this pain and that pain, or I just give advice to my sister and me, which is unbearable.
Last year, I took him to Wuhan University Hospital for a physical examination and found three highs. The doctor told him that his lifestyle habits were not good, and the blood clot problem was more serious.
We prescribed him medicine, and the dosage was written on the box, but he always forgot to eat it, and sometimes he didn't even eat a meal.
He doesn't like sports and sits at the mahjong table all day without moving. We didn't spend much of the money we gave, and most of it was given to mahjong partners.
He rarely cooks at home, always soaking in the mahjong parlor in the town and ordering all three meals. The elderly are slow to react and always lose money, while the people in the mahjong parlor regard him as the god of wealth and respond to his requests.
Someone once joked that he supported three card partners by himself.
We advised him to move more, which is good for his body, and my dad said: I go out every day, isn't this activity?
He doesn't grow vegetables either, and the yard behind my house is overgrown with grass, and a few orange trees are almost submerged in grass.
I remember when my mother was there, the orange trees were full of leaves, and in autumn the heavy fruit bent the branches.
Now the house is full of dust, the room is not even a bed, and there are a few beds of cotton wool littered on the mattress.
The kitchen's white, tiled stove had turned black, the cupboards had deposited a layer of dust, and the faucets had rusted.
My sister and I were busy cleaning, my dad was sitting in the room with the TV on, the lights weren't on, he kept changing the channel, and the light and shadow flashed in the room, which was very dazzling.
I walked over and turned on the light: "Dad, I've told you many times, you have to turn on the lights when watching TV, otherwise it will hurt your eyes." ”
As long as you are particular and don't know how to save, I always watch TV like this, and my eyes are not blind. "My dad turned off the TV and threw the remote control, and went to sleep in a huff.
He lay on the bed and kept muttering, saying that I would take care of him as soon as I came back, and that he didn't even have the freedom to watch TV, so it was better not to come back. The sound gradually stopped, and my dad's snoring shook the sky.
My sister and I were busy until 12 o'clock in the evening, and finally cleaned up and made our own bed.
On May 1st, my sister got up, she was busy with business, and the child made an appointment for an interest class, so she left early in the morning and asked me to stay at home with my father for two days.
My sister took 3,000 yuan before leaving and asked me to hand it over to my father.
I picked up a few things and went to my second uncle's and my uncle's house, my uncle's house was close, I went to my uncle's house first, he was not at home, and went to the northwest with the villagers to work, saying that he was tying steel bars on the construction site.
The aunt took the things and said a few words without being salty or light, and left me to eat at her house at noon, I said no, I wanted to go to the second uncle's house.
The second uncle is older, can only do some odd jobs in the neighborhood, and also works as a coolie, he is several years younger than my father, but he looks more than 10 years older than my father.
I brought two cans of camel milk and cod liver oil to my second uncle, and last time I heard him say that his eyes were blurry.
The second uncle touched the camel milk I gave and smiled: "This is a good thing, I have seen it in TV commercials." ”
He picked up the box of cod liver oil again, squinted at the light and read the instructions, and asked me if it was expensive and expensive.
I sighed in my heart, I really don't have the same fate as my mother, they are all brothers, my dad is idle every day, he has no worries about food and clothing, and he doesn't like this.
My second uncle worked hard every day to buy a house for his son, and he still worked odd jobs on the construction site to help his son pay off the mortgage, but he was content and happy.
When I left, my second uncle repeatedly told me to work with peace of mind, saying that if my father had something to do, and he still had him, he would give us a **.
I know that the last time my dad caught a cold, it was thanks to my second uncle who delivered food every day. My second uncle said that my father didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings, but he couldn't stand his life and was lucky.
In the past, his parents favored him, but later married a capable daughter-in-law who felt sorry for him, and when he was old, his two daughters were filial to him, and they couldn't compare.
Walking out of my second uncle's house, I deliberately chose to take a detour to Front Street. There's a breakfast shop that my dad frequents, specializing in tofu brains, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, pork, fish, and one of the biggest supermarkets. I greeted my old acquaintances there and told them that I would buy my dad what he wanted to eat on a regular basis and pay for it via WeChat transfer.
Everyone said that my dad was so happy, and I could only smile bitterly. Because I know that my dad always complains every day, so how can he feel that he is blessed?
Armed with a box of cream cookies and a few fluffy dim sums, I went to visit Du Po next door. We are old neighbors, and when we were young, we used to taste her hand-steamed sweet potatoes and poop.
Du Po smiled from ear to ear, enthusiastically found a teacup to brew the spring tea she had just picked, and fried it on a wood stove. She touched the tin box with snacks in her hand, and sighed again and again: "These high-end things, the old lady's horizons are really broadened." ”
The supermarket is full of dazzling, who hasn't seen it? It's just that the old people are always a little reluctant. Taking a sip of the somewhat bitter tea, I sighed.
The elderly in rural areas, especially their children, are not doing well, and the older they get, the harder they become. For an elderly man in her 80s like Du Po, most of her children are already grandparents, and they are too busy to take care of themselves, so it is difficult to have the energy to take good care of her.
Du Po said that she planted a few acres of peanuts and soybeans in the field, and was ready to harvest the peanuts to extract oil, sell the soybeans, and grind tofu during the Chinese New Year. She saw that the land in my backyard was deserted and suggested that I plant all the land and let my dad pick the vegetables when the time came.
I agreed, and it was a waste of backyard land. I hope that my dad can see the green vegetables in the garden, and see that Du Po, who is older than him, is still working hard, and can go out more activities.
In order to avoid the traffic jam on the 3rd, I decided to return to Wuhan one day in advance. Before leaving, I helped my dad clean up the trash and find the expired cream snacks and a can of milk powder in the cupboard.
My dad was angry and said that he had forgotten to put those things, and that he didn't like to drink this brand of milk powder. The old people in the neighborhood may not be familiar with this ** high milk powder, and my father's milk powder of three or four hundred expired and said that it was not delicious, which made me a little speechless.
I took out 6,000 yuan from my wallet and handed it to my father, telling him softly that this was 3,000 yuan each for my sister and me, and asked him to keep it. I told him to play less mahjong and participate in more activities, and said that he could buy more delicious dishes and cook by himself.
My dad casually threw the money into the drawer and waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, you don't teach me a lesson when you come back, I'm not a child." ”
Unexpectedly, on the third night, I called my father ** and asked him if he had taken his medicine on time, but he told me that someone in the village wanted to marry a daughter-in-law tomorrow, and he was going to give gifts, but he had no money on hand.
I was a little confused: "Didn't I just give you 6000?" "He said that he spent it all in one day, I don't believe it, how can I spend 6,000 in one day? He said he couldn't find it.
I reminded him of the things he put in the drawer yesterday, but he said that he couldn't find it, so he didn't care. I hung up angrily, but I felt a little powerless at the same time.
Our life is not easy, housing loans, car loans, children's various interest classes, all kinds of personal contacts, everything needs to be spent. Although we are frugal with ourselves, we are always willing to be generous with our father.
We wanted to honor our father and take him with us, for fear that it would be inconvenient for him to be home alone. After all, without my mother, we transferred all our debts to her to my father, and only hoped that we could be filial to him while he was still alive and leave no regrets.
However, Dad's habit of lavish spending has never been changed. My second uncle once said that if my father was like him, he might not have these troubles. But life is not fair, we can only say that Dad is lucky enough to find presence in this way. As long as he is happy, as a daughter, we feel that everything is worth it.
After all, the time when my father was still around was precious, and it was hard to buy.