After my wife left, my daughter set off firecrackers for half an hour to celebrate, and I had no choice but to reprimand her Don't be too obvious
When an elder in the family dies, they should be immersed in grief, but some descendants react unexpectedly, not only do they not show grief, but they laugh and behave as if nothing happened, sometimes not even a tear, this situation is really incomprehensible, and people can't help but think deeply about the lack of filial piety of the descendants, or the behavior of the deceased during his lifetime.
Aunt Zhao, 69 years old this year, not long ago, her 87-year-old partner died, she was grief-stricken, crying, but her daughter showed a very unusual behavior, even called a band to celebrate, and set off fireworks for half an hour, which made Aunt Zhao feel extremely angry, she angrily questioned her daughter, and her son-in-law was speechless, but her daughter retorted without fear: "What are you messing with here, I don't understand at all." ”
My other half is 18 years older than me, and marriage is a helpless choice for me. In the early days of my marriage, I was filled with anger and often scolded him, accusing him of ruining my life, and he always suffered in silence, as if he had really made a mistake.
In fact, he didn't do anything wrong, and the marriage was a misunderstanding. Despite the lack of love, we live together. My husband is very diligent and has a full range of skills, whether it's cooking, farming, construction or livestock, he is proficient in everything. I was always amazed at his abilities, how could a barely literate person have such extensive knowledge. However, he is indeed a man who can support a family, and with his efforts, our lives have gradually improved.
Subsequently, I brought him a son and a daughter. Looking at the innocent smiles of the children and seeing the people I love working hard in the backyard, my heart welled up with a long-lost warmth and happiness. Even though he was 18 years older than me, he proved that he was both a wonderful husband and a great father, and that he was right to choose to spend his life with.
The years have flown by, more than ten years have flown by in a blink of an eye, and our children have gradually grown up**. The son was very capable, got into college and started his career. And our daughter married the Zhang family in the neighboring village, although the life is simple, but fortunately everything is fine.
Like many rural seniors, we don't have a pension and most of our savings are used to support our children. By the time our children got married, we had almost all of our savings and even had some debts. Next, we have to work to pay off these debts and save up some pensions again.
To make ends meet, my wife joined the village's construction team, while I found some work in a nearby factory. I was in my early fifties, but the job wasn't easy. In addition to working in the fields during the day, I also have to work in the factory in the afternoon. Although my income increased, my physical condition deteriorated rapidly.
Fortunately, we don't owe much debt. After years of hard work day and night, my wife and I finally paid off our debts. After that, we started to save money for our later years. In order to save money, I even gave up the opportunity to help take care of my grandchildren, preferring to work more to earn money. When you're old, you don't want anything but money.
Probably because of overwork, I had a period of frequent dizziness. When I went to the hospital for a check-up, I was diagnosed with several diseases, which were not too serious, but still needed to be undertaken**. So, I was hospitalized and accepted**. At the same time, for the sake of the family's finances**, my other half joined the construction team and continued to work hard. He had always been healthy, and I had always been envious of him, but shortly after I was discharged from the hospital, unfortunately he had an accident.
Not long after I came home from the hospital, when I was preparing dinner at home, I suddenly received a ** from his colleague, informing me that he had an accident and could not wake up, and had been rushed to the hospital. I was so frightened that I immediately contacted our children and rushed to the hospital to visit him.
He was rushed to the operating room, and I waited anxiously outside, tears streaming uncontrollably. At that moment, I realized how much I relied on him. I was very scared and worried about what would happen to him. Fortunately, after a four-hour operation, he was finally out of danger, but at the cost of losing his ability to speak.
If it's just a loss of voice, there may be hope for recovery. But I don't feel like he even recognizes anyone closest to him. Friends and relatives came to visit, and no matter how much they called, he was indifferent, just staring blankly at the ceiling, and only by observing the faint rise and fall of his chest could he confirm that he still showed signs of life.
Seeing him like this really hurts my heart. He was again in the hospital for about half a month** and seemed to have made some progress, and began to be able to recognize his children and be able to watch them for a while. We originally planned to continue ** for a while, but the doctor finally reluctantly told us: "It's already very good, continuing ** is just an increase in costs, let's let the old gentleman go home." ”
In the beginning, my significant other was brought to our house, and our daughter would often come over to cook for me and do the laundry. Looking at my other half, who has limited mobility, I feel very conflicted and stressed. As time went on, I got so old with the virus that I couldn't even get out of bed. In desperation, our family rushed to send the other half to our daughter's house.
Since the other half left, I was alone at home, and although I felt lonely, at least I was relieved of the hard work of taking care of patients, and I was able to enjoy a good meal once in a while, and recover my body by the way. Luckily, my daughter's home is not far away, about an hour's walk, and even faster by bicycle. In my free time, I ride my bicycle to my daughter's house to visit my partner.
To be honest, I am very grateful to my daughter, since the other half was sick, she has been busy, and she didn't even have time to drink saliva, and now she accepts the other half without hesitation and takes care of her carefully, she is really a good daughter full of filial piety. Although my son is also filial and bears most of the medical expenses, he always feels that there is still less. Originally, I wanted to go to my son's house to care for the elderly, but my son always found an excuse to refuse, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
Although my son did not approve of me going to him for the elderly, he did take good care of us financially. He will give his daughter 2,000 yuan a month as labor and nutrition expenses to take care of her other half. In addition to this, I will be given a pension of 800 yuan. For me, an old lady in the countryside, 800 yuan is really a lot of money, and I am very grateful to my son for this.
But I am even more grateful to my daughter, and without her, the burden of caring for my other half falls on me. Considering that I am old and unable to take care of others, not to mention being stared at by my other half all day, I am afraid that sooner or later I will be scared out of my illness. And her daughter is married, and the other half is in her house, so she not only has to face her daughter's concern, but also has to deal with her son-in-law's attitude.
Since his wife moved to live with his daughter, his son-in-law has been extremely unhappy, with a dissatisfied expression all day long. Whenever I go to my daughter's house to visit my wife and enjoy a family meal, I always meet my son-in-law arguing with my daughter in front of me, and the two of them quarrel so much that I feel extremely embarrassed, so I have to withdraw silently.
can understand the feelings of his son-in-law, after all, his wife is not his biological father to him, and if he suddenly has to take care of him, no one will feel too comfortable. But the actual situation of our family is also helpless, my son is irresponsible, he will only provide financial support, can I still count on my age without relying on my daughter?
Therefore, the only way to ask the daughter and son-in-law to take on this responsibility is to ask them to take on this responsibility. Although the son-in-law can bear it, he is also unwilling, and from time to time he finds some trivial things to complain and quarrel with his daughter. The daughter's situation is even more distressing, she needs to do the housework at home, and she has to tutor her grandson in his homework. In order to take care of her wife, she even quit her job and switched to doing odd jobs, which was really hard.
My daughter sometimes cries to me and confides in her wife's various troubles, such as her wife's incontinence, her grandson's confrontation, and her son-in-law's unreasonable troubles. Every time I hear my daughter's choked voice, I feel deeply heartbroken, my daughter is really not easy.
I originally thought that my wife's physical condition was already so bad that I was afraid that he would not live long, and even doctors predicted that it would be a miracle if he could survive for half a year. However, his wife's vitality is surprisingly strong, although he is terminally ill and can barely speak, he still insists on eating and drinking, and he does not fall behind.
It lasted for several years at once, and later, my wife was so thin that she lost her appearance, became skinny, and her eyes were deeply sunken into her sockets. Despite this, he is still alive and well. I don't know if this is good or bad, but at least there is hope for people to live.
Seeing my wife so angry, my son and I were very comforted. Relatives and friends have been complimenting our daughter on how well she has taken care of her, but only she understands what it feels like to be struggling. Over the years, her daughter's figure has been significantly out of shape, and despite her weight gain, her complexion is unhealthily pale. In my eyes, she is more like she is full of edema, she doesn't look like she's just getting fat, and her physical condition is obviously declining.
The life of the son and daughter-in-law is nourishing, and they can play around and enjoy life in their free time. In contrast, my daughter and son-in-law have a very poor life, which makes me feel pain in my eyes. Although I really wanted to help, I was also older, almost seventy years old, and I couldn't do it. My wife is older, almost 90 years old, her physical condition is getting worse, and breathing has become extremely difficult. My daughter was about to cry several times, saying that my wife might not be able to hold on, but every time we arrived in a hurry, the situation got better again, which made me wonder if my daughter was joking with me. But no matter what, my wife is still so stubbornly holding on to her breath.
Still, we all know that the day of parting will come sooner or later. That afternoon, I was sitting at home watching TV, and at about half past three, my daughter suddenly called**, with a kind of heaviness in her voice: "Dad is gone, Mom, come quickly." Although I was prepared, this sudden news still made my heart beat faster, and I hurriedly rode my bicycle to my daughter's house. I fell several times because of the rush on the road. By the time I arrived at my daughter's house out of breath, there were already a lot of people gathered outside the door.
Squeezed into the crowd and saw my wife lying quietly there covered in a white cloth, my heart ached. Once, how I hated him and thought he ruined my life, but at this moment, watching him leave me, my heart was filled with indescribable sadness. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and I was so grieved that I could barely stand on my feet, and finally my son-in-law and a few others helped me to the back room.
I was sitting at home feeling groggy and couldn't tell if something was wrong with my body or if it was because of excessive sadness. Soon after, my daughter walked in, and as soon as I saw her, tears flowed down my eyes again. She immediately came over and hugged me, whispered a few words of comfort to me, and hurried back to other things.
After a little quiet, I also started to get busy, kneeling in front of my deceased husband's **. His face and voice kept coming back to me, and I tried to stay calm, to think about it, but everything about him was like a never-ending river, and it was so steady that I almost broke down.
I felt very uncomfortable, and looked around helplessly, and saw my son-in-law, who was sitting solemnly beside him; When I saw my daughter again, she could still smile and talk to the neighbors. I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, and I couldn't understand how my daughter could laugh at such a time, after all, her father had just left us.
A little further on, somehow, the sound of a band suddenly sounded outside. According to tradition, it is true that a band should be invited to celebrate the old man's departure, but the band that my daughter invited me to see how wrong it was, and their singing was especially harsh in my ears.
The sound of gongs and drums outside, the expressions of the crowd are very different, some are smiling, some are expressionless, and some look particularly sad, I won't talk about others. But I couldn't understand that my daughter was still smiling, and I was so angry that I sent a message to my son and told him to come back quickly. But he needs to catch the earliest plane, and he won't be there until tomorrow morning at the earliest.
I was sullen in the house when suddenly there was a crackling sound of firecrackers outside, and I was so angry that I yelled and rushed out. I saw that my grandson was holding a lighter and preparing to set off another firecracker, so I stepped forward and slapped him. My son-in-law immediately escorted the child over and angrily asked me what I was doing.
I was furious and asked them what was going on, we had lost a loved one, and they were setting off firecrackers. Before my son-in-law could answer, my daughter hurriedly ran over and gently explained, "Mom, this is a traditional custom. I was still very angry and asked her, "What custom?" Firecrackers just after the death of a loved one? Isn't this what you did during the Chinese New Year? What do you mean? ”
When my daughter heard me say this, she also got angry and coldly retorted: "You don't understand at all, don't make trouble, you're causing me trouble." "I was so angry that I was shaking and was eventually pulled away by other relatives. I went back to my room and cried alone, and a relative came to comfort me: "Hey, your daughter has taken care of the old man for so long, and the old man is gone, it is normal for her to relax, don't argue with her." ”
Although this relative was right, I was still a little unconvinced, and felt that no matter what, it was too much to be happy to the point of setting off firecrackers. Immediately after that, I heard my daughter behind my back saying that I "don't have back pain when I stand and talk", did I really do something wrong?