The second aunt who was at odds with her father was on the list of high-quality authors, but after her father passed away, she cried so much that she couldn't help herself.
On my fifteenth birthday, at three o'clock in the morning, there was a sudden knock on the door, loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood.
Reluctantly, my mother got dressed and asked out the door, "Who is it?" ”
The voice outside the door replied hurriedly: "Sister-in-law, it's me, Xiao Chen, Brother Liao's colleague!" ”
Uncle Chen, a colleague of my father's, came to the house in the middle of the night, and I couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding in my heart.
Uncle Chen told his mother that his father had been in a car accident on his way home and needed his family to go.
We hurriedly called the third aunt and the third uncle from the same village and set off in a hurry.
I wondered what happened to my father, why did I have to rush over overnight? I hugged my mother tightly, not daring to think.
In the car, silence enveloped us, and even breathing seemed cautious. I prayed silently, hoping that it was just a false alarm.
On the way, Uncle Chen picked up two **s, and told us in a serious tone to be ready to accept reality.
I couldn't help crying, and my mother and third aunt couldn't help but burst into tears.
I don't know how long it took, Uncle Chen parked the car in front of the hospital.
We rushed to the hospital in a hurry, but we were greeted not by Dad's smile, but by a cold white cloth.
I couldn't believe my father, who had promised to come back for my birthday, and left us silently.
My mother and third aunt couldn't cry anymore, and I stared at everything blankly, my heart empty.
I don't know how the third uncle negotiated with the hospital, but he finally arranged for a funeral car to send his father's body home.
When I got home, the funeral tent had been erected, and relatives and neighbors were waiting at the door.
The second aunt lay on her father in grief, crying and touching her father's face, almost fainting.
I can't bear these sad images, because every memory is like tearing my wounds apart.
After dealing with my father's funeral, my second aunt put her arm around me and said that I could find her at any time.
I remembered that my second aunt had always been good to me, even though we had been at odds for many years before my father's death, my second aunt never changed her feelings for me.
It wasn't until seven days after my father's death that my mother told me the truth.
For the first time, I knew that the grandmother, who had always been amiable, had such a tragic experience.
The conflict between my father and my second aunt turned out to be because of my grandmother.
Grandma was engaged when she was young, but her fiancé was killed in an accident, mistakenly believing that she had an ominous star on her and caused misfortune. This rumor spread in the feudal society at that time, so that the grandmother's reputation was seriously affected, and no one wanted to marry her.
As the years passed, my grandmother felt more and more trapped in the predicament of waiting for the word boudoir. Even if she wants to change the status quo, she can't escape the prejudice and misunderstanding of the villagers.
Finally, when my grandmother was twenty-three years old, a matchmaker introduced her to a widower. The widower was a grandfather with a pair of young children. Although the grandmother was hesitant about the marriage, she eventually married the widower without hesitation.
After the death of her grandfather, her grandmother became a mother who supported the whole family on her own. Although the family's financial conditions are not well-off, grandma used her strength and perseverance to overcome all kinds of difficulties and raise six children.
Grandma would often talk to her grandfather's grave, and she longed to let go of her heavy burdens and enjoy some happy times of her own. Dad wanted to be able to find a suitable partner for Grandma so that she could enjoy her old age. However, the relatives in the family have different attitudes towards this, especially the second aunt, who is worried that her grandmother will marry into criticism again and suffer criticism and accusations from others.
The dispute between the father and the second aunt made the atmosphere at home tense. Although their original intentions were all for the good of their grandmother, they were caught up in endless quarrels. The second aunt is worried about her grandmother's future and hopes that she will not be hurt again, while the father thinks that grandma should think about her own happiness and pursue the life she wants.
In the midst of family strife, Grandma silently endured everything, she understood her situation and knew what choices she needed to make. Eventually, she decided to listen to her inner voice and pursue her own happiness.
Eventually, the grandmother decided to listen to her inner voice and chose to live with a grandfather surnamed Li.
Grandpa Li is a few years older than Grandma, and the two have a lot in common and get along very well.
Originally, the second aunt and father could raise a glass and celebrate the good times together.
It's a pity that the two stubborn people refuse to show weakness, even if everyone around them feels that the contradiction between them is somewhat incomprehensible.
Even though Grandma later tried to reconcile, neither of them would compromise.
According to my mother, my second aunt and my father have long understood each other, but they are very face-saving.
Whenever the peaches in the family were ripe, Dad would pick the best fruit and let Mom give it to the second aunt.
The second aunt would bring out a big bowl of stewed pork in advance, saying that she would bring it back for me, but in fact, she was caring for her father.
Mom is happy to act as a bridge and mediator between the second aunt and her father, and she has been looking forward to the day when the siblings can resolve the misunderstanding between each other.
However, no one could have imagined that the two of them would eventually be separated forever.
Now, my father has been dead for 26 years, and every time on his death day, my second aunt will go to the cemetery with us to pay respects to him.
I don't know, if the father who is sleeping underground will feel distressed if he sees that his second sister is already full of gray hair?