List of high-quality authors The neighbor's uncle remarried his wife, my mother cried sadly all night, and had to go back to the countryside the next day.
For as long as I can remember, my father has been in poor health, pale, unable to do heavy physical work, his home is full of all kinds of nutritional products, and he often lies on the cot at the door to bask in the sun.
When I was a child, I always wanted to climb on top of my dad and ask him to hug me, but every time my mother found out, I would be severely reprimanded: "Come down, your dad is not in good health and can't hold you." ”
When I was 7 years old, shortly after I started elementary school, my father's condition deteriorated, and he suddenly began to cough up blood, and even fell unconscious.
The doctor told my mother that there was a problem with my father's liver, and he was no longer able to make blood normally, and his days were numbered. He advised us to prepare for the aftermath, thinking that even if we stayed in the hospital, not only would it cost a lot of money, but the patient would also suffer, and it was better to go home and cherish the last moments.
When Dad got home, his symptoms eased for a while, and he was even able to walk around and his appetite increased. The old people in the village call it "back to light". However, this improvement only lasted about 10 days, and suddenly Dad fell into a coma again, and after two days of tossing, he finally left us and went to another world.
After my father passed away, my grandmother persuaded my mother to remarry, thinking that it was too hard for a woman to take care of her children, and she should find a man to share some of the housework. Grandma and grandpa will also be more assured.
However, my mother said: "Zhigang and I have had a hard time over the years and have suffered a lot. When he realized that he could not continue, he once persuaded me to remarry. I promised him that I would never marry again in this life. With my son by my side, no matter how difficult it is, I will persevere. ”
So, I grew up under my mother's sole care. The people in the village praised her as a rare good mother.
Maybe it's because I come from a single-parent family, I always feel a little inferior. At the parent-teacher conferences at school, most of my classmates were accompanied by my father, and I had to be driven by my mother. Later, I simply lied to the teacher, saying that my parents were working in other places and could not attend the parent-teacher conference.
My mother's education level is not high, she only has a primary school graduation certificate, and she can only earn money by physical strength. While other families work together as husband and wife, my family relies on my mother to work alone. She goes out early and returns late every day, works in the fields, and at the end of the year, her income is not lost to other people's families.
Mom is always so strong, but she's just a woman after all. Once, I accidentally sprained my back while working in the field, but she still insisted on making breakfast for me on crutches, and every day she would move to the gate with difficulty to watch me ride away.
The farther I got from home, the more I looked back and saw my mother still looking at me, and tears flowed uncontrollably. I am determined to study hard and live a prosperous life in the future so that my mother can enjoy happiness.
After five years of hard work, I finally stood out in the college entrance examination and was admitted to a 211 college. At that moment, my mom and I hugged each other and cried, and she told me not to be proud and to keep trying.
During my college years, I not only attended classes, but also worked part-time, earning a decent monthly income enough to cover my living expenses. I've long since outperformed my peers, which has earned me the favor of my girlfriend.
My girlfriend Weiwei was the president of our class, and she was curious about the reason why I was busy every day, so she secretly followed me one day and found out that I was making up lessons for other people's children. She warned me that this kind of behavior would lead to criticism by the school and even affect my graduation.
I justified my actions and thought there was nothing wrong with earning money on my own. However, the slight reaction of the squad leader made me realize my excesses. I apologized to her and confessed my experience to her, and she was moved to tears and apologized.
Since then, our relationship has become closer. After graduating from college, we both worked at the same private school and rented a house. We learn from each other's teaching experiences and support each other.
Five years later, we used our savings to buy a house and have a wedding. A year later, the baby was born, and we took my mom over to take care of my wife's confinement.
Before, no matter what I did wrong, my mother would never blame me. But since we got married, whenever my wife and I had an argument, she always sided with her. This made me feel aggrieved and even wondered if she was my real mother.
Shortly after giving birth, the wife decided to go back to work, leaving the responsibility of caring for the child to her mother. Perhaps it was the bond of blood relationship, and the child liked to stay with her grandmother very much.
The ordinary life lasted for six years, and the child also went to kindergarten. At this time, we take the kids to work together every day, while mom does the housework at home, cooks dinner for us, and goes out for a walk during the day.
I don't know how long my mother and my neighbor's uncle have known each other, but one day when I came back from work early to get information, I found my mother and my neighbor's uncle walking towards the unit building at the entrance of the community, talking and laughing. I stopped them: "You two, where are you going?" ”
Mom was startled, her expression was a little embarrassed, and she wanted to explain something but was speechless. At this time, the neighbor's uncle took over and said, "Let's go to the park to square dance, just in time to see that you are about to get off work, and your mother will rush back to cook for you, or you can dance for a while." ”
I noticed that my mother had gone out with my neighbor's uncle several times, but I pretended not to see it. After all, she has been giving for so many years and has not enjoyed anything. Now that the family conditions are stable, her burden is much lighter. If she wants to find a partner, I won't object.
A month ago, I noticed that the distance between my mother and my neighbor, Uncle Zhang, had become very distant, and sometimes I even pretended to be strangers. I was confused and didn't know what was going on between them. Later, Uncle Zhang married a new partner through someone else's introduction, and that night, I found that my mother was crying all night, but I didn't dare to ask her what happened.
The next morning, Mom seemed to have stayed awake all night and woke up early. She told my wife and I that she had completed the task, that now that her grandson had grown up, she wanted to go back to her hometown in the countryside. Although my wife tried to keep her, I knew what my mother was thinking, so I didn't support my wife's retention.
Since my mother returned to her hometown in the countryside, her condition has improved a lot. We often talk on the phone, and she always reminds us not to just order takeout, but to cook for ourselves to be healthier. But whenever my wife asked when she would be coming to town again, my mom always avoided talking about it and made excuses to hang up**.
A few days ago, I met Uncle Zhang, and he told me the truth. It turned out that he and my mother were going to be together, but my mother firmly refused because she made a promise to my father that she would never marry again in this life. Hearing this, I truly understood my mother's deep affection for my father. Her love has never been spoken, but it is expressed in practical actions, and I feel very honored to have such a mother. I hope that my wife and I will be as strong in our love as they are, and we will stay together for the rest of our lives, never separated, forever.