After breakfast, I took the children back to my parents' house.
I went to the three big houses first, and saw that his door was closed, and I thought I had gone out to walk and exercise, and I just got up at home. Entering the hospital, he put the gift on the ground, and greeted the three major physical conditions, he had a cerebral infarction a few years ago, and he still can't walk very well. He said that the flu was more severe years ago, and he was hospitalized for a few days, and he is still taking medicine. I didn't prepare anything for the New Year, and I didn't have any appetite. When I asked him why he was having breakfast, he said he would just make some cereal and drink it later.
The three are 68 years old this year, and the third aunt suddenly left with a heart attack in the early years. The three cousins are all busy with their own things, and sometimes they don't want to let the three live in the past, so many times the three live alone in the huge courtyard.
When they went to the four houses, they hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and the two cousins hadn't even gotten up yet. My children and I brought the gifts to the hall and saw the four big ones go back to the bedroom to take out the money. Insisting on giving the child New Year's money, I don't let the child pick it up, the four big ones now do some odd jobs every day, it is said that 80 yuan a day, and they are still in arrears. The two cousins are in their early thirties, and neither of them has yet started a family. Life is stretched, how can you ask for his money!
When she went to her aunt's house in the west of the village, she and her uncle were having breakfast. My uncle was eating and sprinkling, so my aunt tied a bib to my uncle's chest. I can't tell what kind of illness my uncle is, anyway, he doesn't speak well, and I heard my aunt say that the amount of food is not small, but he pees his pants and pulls his pants at every turn, which makes my aunt tired enough. Fortunately, my cousin is very filial and financially well-off, so I go back to my hometown every week to see my aunt and uncle, and I can buy food when I should buy it. My cousin once wanted to find a nanny, but it was difficult for my uncle to meet a suitable one in this situation, so my aunt had no choice but to hold on.
Looking at Aunt Yamato's living conditions, I actually feel quite uncomfortable. They all have their own difficulties, physically, mentally, financially, and there isn't much I can do. I remember that two or three days before my father left, the three of them came to visit my father at my house, and they talked a lot that day. From 8 o'clock in the morning to 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when I was cooking at noon, my father told me to make something good, and when the three were leaving, my father also asked me to see what I could let the three take away. My father also said that after he left, I had to run faster if my aunt had something to do.
Coming out of my aunt's house, I took my children to the grave of my parents on the western slope. Passing by the grounds of our house, I recalled many scenes from the past. One year, when I was in junior high school, I was bold enough to sit in the driver's seat of a motorized tricycle and grind the wheat straw laid on the field a few times. Another time, when it was raining heavily, everyone packed up in a panic, and then ran to the nearby big cellar to hide from the rain. To this day, I still don't understand why the place with a curved roof, about 120 square meters, is called the big cellar, but I know that this place is one of the most important activities in my childhood, but unfortunately it is now deserted.
When I arrived at my parents' grave, I couldn't stop crying as soon as I said two words, and the child kept stroking my back. I don't know what's going on, especially during this time, when I think of my father's tears at every turn, just like now, tears flow involuntarily. Buy some delicious food, go home and see the gifts that my parents and aunts bought, but my parents will never be able to enjoy them. In this world, there are some things that really can never be remedied.
Coming down from the mountain, I refused my aunt's invitation to have lunch at her place, and my child and I returned to our home. Although most of my aunts are very close elders, I always feel that they are not my mother's family in the real sense after all.