The younger uncle died suddenly, and the mother, who had always been strong and often scolded her fa

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-03-01

The story ** is based on the real deeds around you, slightly adapted to protect personal privacy, if there are similarities, it is purely coincidental.

Story narrator: Liang Lijun, 38 years old.

My mother was a very strong person, she was like an authority in our family, and our whole family obeyed her words, and any doubts and rebuttals could trigger a shocking scolding from my mother.

My mother was well-known among her relatives and neighbors, because she had a high voice, spoke closely, and never showed weakness when arguing with others, and many people in the village stayed away from her and did not want to work with her, and my relatives were not very close to my mother, and everyone said that they were afraid of her sharp eloquence.

When I was a child, no one dared to bully my three sisters in the village, because the parents of other friends would remind them not to offend us and to be careful of my mother. When my mom was angry, she didn't repeat a curse for an hour in a row. At the same time, we three sisters also lacked friends in the village because we were afraid to socialize with us.

My father was an honest man, he didn't talk much, and he was dedicated to hard work. As for the affairs of the family, whatever the mother said, the father never refused. My father always told us not to make our mother angry, because he thought that if we made her angry, the whole family would not be at peace.

However, even so, the mother would blame the father for no reason.

For as long as I can remember, almost every few days in our house I could hear my mom screaming out of control at home, either angry at us or yelling at my dad. This made the four of us dare not breathe at home.

It seemed that the mother was only able to calm down after venting her anger. Sometimes I sympathize with my dad, he is scolded by my mother when he speaks, and my mother scolds him if he doesn't say anything, and my mother scolds him even more if he doesn't do things.

Sometimes I really feel sympathy for my dad. Whether he spoke or didn't speak, he would be scolded by my mother; Whether you do it or not, you can't escape my mother's accusations.

For example, once my mother was talking about a wife who was not good to her husband during a meal, saying that such a woman was destined to end badly. My dad listened and silently expressed his opinion: "It's not good to say bad things about others behind your back, and people haven't offended you, you have been saying it since you were at the table." As soon as this sentence was finished, my mother scolded, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Although my dad has a gentle personality and silently cleans up the table after eating and goes to the kitchen to wash the dishes, my mom sits on the sofa in the living room and still vents her dissatisfaction.

Seeing that my dad ignored her, we thought she might calm down, but we didn't expect her temper to worsen. She became more and more angry, and eventually the three of us innocent people became the targets of her venting and received a scolding.

My mom began to dig into the old things, and the events from the Pangu era were brought to us again, and we could almost ** what she was going to say next. However, we could only listen in silence and not show the slightest irritation to her.

As long as my dad didn't go out to earn money at home for more than a week, my mom would be able to tear the roof down. She would reproach my dad for not thinking about eating, and that everyone else was out trying to make money while he was at home.

In fact, my father was not lazy at home, he cultivated the land in the vegetable garden and also planted all kinds of greens. However, this did not please my mother, who criticized my dad for not digging deep enough and accused him of not growing good vegetables. Even, she personally went to the vegetable garden, pulled out the vegetables that my father had planted, re-tilled the ground, and then replanted them, which was satisfactory.

When she felt tired, she started blaming my dad again. She said that my dad didn't do anything well, and asked him, "How are you going to live without me?" ”

No matter how much my mother kept talking, I admired my father for not saying a word.

Once, I asked my father, "Why are you so patient?" I can't stand my mother's mouth, you can bear it silently every day for more than 30 years, don't you have a temper at all? ”

When my father heard this, he smiled and said, "It's good to get used to it, your mother's mouth is really bad, but she is a kind person, and she gave birth to you three sisters, what reason do I have to quarrel with her?" Besides, she has worked hard all her life and made so many delicious food for us, I would rather shut up and be dumb and listen to her vent. When she vents her comfort, she will cook us delicious food. ”

His mother was very strict with his father, who never carried a hundred dollars with him, and sometimes a hundred dollars could last in his pocket for several months. His mother did not allow his father to smoke, play cards, or drink.

One day, I couldn't help but ask my father, "Don't you feel that your mother has lost face outside by treating you like this?" ”

But the father replied, "What is there to lose face?" Don't let me smoke for my health, don't let me drink because we work at height, once I indulge in alcohol, and have an accident, what will happen at home? The reason why I wasn't allowed to play cards was because your mother had never touched it, and she could do it, so why couldn't I? She has given so much for this family! "It was then that I suddenly got to know my father, and it was not that he didn't want to speak, but he chose not to speak. When he speaks, he has that composure that makes people want to listen.

What we didn't expect was that my mother completely changed her attitude towards her father because of one thing, she stopped yelling at him, and even showed her concern for her father in words and deeds. This was because my little uncle passed away suddenly.

At four o'clock in the morning on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, I was falling asleep when I was woken up by my mother's knock on the door. Worried that the loud call wouldn't wake me up, she tapped on the door again and again.

I put on a heavy down jacket, gently pushed open the door, and asked my mother, "Mom, what's going on?" Why are you knocking on the door in such a hurry? ”

Just now, my aunt called ** and told me that my uncle passed away suddenly. Your dad and I have already arrived, so you can take care of the children at home, rest a little longer, and come back at dawn. Remember, be sure to go. After that, my mother hurried to change her shoes.

I was a little surprised, just last night, our family had a reunion Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at my aunt's house, my aunt's family prepared a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, my uncle also carefully fried a few tables of delicious dishes, and everyone was still playing cards together. How did things change so much overnight? I wanted to ask my mom for more details, but she had already put on her hard hat and my dad started the motorcycle and drove her away in a hurry.

When I got back to bed, I lost all the desire to fall asleep, and through the darkness outside the window, I felt a sigh of emotion in my heart.

After dawn, I drove with my children to my aunt's house, and by this time she was already teary-eyed. Her mother, aunt and aunt were all by her side.

She cried and said, "I really don't know what to do, he is only 48 years old, the eldest is only a senior, the second is still in college, and the son is only in high school." We had just paid off our foreign debts and our family had just built a new house, and he left without warning. Our lives had just changed for the better, but he was silently gone. With such a big responsibility, how should I face it in the future? ”

During my uncle's funeral, my aunt was like a walking corpse, unable to eat and sleep because she was too sad, and she lost a lot of weight in an instant.

After burying my uncle, my mother and the others helped my aunt clean up the house. I don't know what the elders said with my aunt, but I just know that the changes after my mother came back were like a transformation.

Her tolerance for some things seems to have increased, and even if she is a little louder when she is angry, her tone will become softer as the topic progresses. This is a huge change from what it used to be almost impossible to go from angry to tender in an hour or two. And now, she no longer blames my dad easily, even if he hasn't gone out to work in the first month, she doesn't talk much. Instead, she encouraged my dad: "Working outside may not be rewarding, and it is not easy to go out when it is cold, so let's go out when the weather is warm." Take a good rest, the body is the most important. ”

One day I jokingly said to my mother, "Mom, have you noticed how much you have changed recently?" ”

Mom asked rhetorically, "* Changed?" Haven't I always been like this? ”

I replied with a grin, "No, we used to be afraid every day, for fear of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing, for fear of upsetting you." In the past, it was the limit for you not to scold your father for three days, but now you see, since the death of your little uncle, you have never lost your temper with your father. That's a big change! ”

Unexpectedly, my mother sighed deeply after hearing this, and said to me seriously: "The death of your little uncle has given me a lot of inspiration. I found out that I had been too fierce with you, that you were all afraid of me, that life was too stressful and that it was not interesting. My little uncle was with us the day before, but because of a moment of discomfort, he passed away like this. My aunt has lost her partner, and life will be difficult. I reflected on it and decided I didn't need to be so your dad. If your dad leaves suddenly, how can my life be better? So let's be nice to your dad! ”

Listening to my mother's words, I smiled silently. What I laughed at was not what my mother said, but that my mother finally understood something and was willing to make changes for my father, this is a family relationship!

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