The extremely simple dad
Zhang Xi'e
The third left is the author Lao
When the dawn turns on the dawn and the east is white, I have already walked through the nearby parks and roads. Listen to the breeze blowing on your face and the birds sing. There are tender buds and warm winds in spring; there are cicadas chirping in summer; there are frogs jumping in autumn; there are fallen leaves and butterflies flying in winter; there are white snow and cold plums. Morning running brings me a different feeling, which is a kind of self-study and a kind of enjoyment.
My happy morning jog is often opposed by my family, especially my dad's disunderstanding. He always fears that I will suffer. But he himself is reluctant to give up food, clothing, or spends money. The only thing I wish to give up is my sweat.
The Mid-Autumn Festival scene in 2018 is still a gratifying and unforgettable memory. When we arrived at our parents' home, our sister-in-law greeted us with a smile. My mother was busy with food in the kitchen, and her two nephews were sitting on the sofa playing chess. My sister-in-law talked to me about her father while she was busy, saying that he was not idle during the holidays and was busy until he just returned home. She was covered in dust and was still taking a shower.
My mother was busy cooking in the kitchen, and the stove was filled with what to stir-fry, what to stew, and various ingredients. I went into the kitchen to help, but my mother pushed it out of the kitchen.
After a while, my dad came out. Although I just took a shower, I still looked tired. The clothes he wore can only be said to be clean, so he won't talk about their beauty. The knee holes of the dirt-colored trousers were wrinkled several times, and small holes were also worn on the knees. The old striped shirt is not sure what color is separated by. A head of messy and curly hair mixed with a beard makes people feel more tired. Dad saves money and is simple and dignified. I usually insist on not accepting the clothes or gifts I bought for him. Looking at my father's simple dress, I couldn't help feeling sad.
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In fact, parents have good family conditions, wealthy economy, and a fulfilling life, but the elderly are extremely simple. He took the old clothes and shoes he gave him in the community, and he would wear them as long as they were suitable, and sometimes he would use them to help relatives with poor conditions.
Dad is reluctant to let us use the money on him, but his own money is used to buy delicious, fun and easy to wear for his grandchildren. When I was worried about how to let my father accept the clothes I brought to him, my younger brother went home. After discussing, a plan came to mind.
Let’s start with dad’s weaknesses and start from his preferences. Taking advantage of my father's chance to go out, I secretly followed and placed the clothes prepared for my father on a gravel path more than ten meters away from my father in the community. I quietly hid behind the green belt next to me, looked at my dad walking back from a distance, and then waited for my dad to find the discarded new clothes. As expected, my father saw the clothes on the ground, picked them up and looked around, as if he was looking for the owner. After waiting for a long time, the "owner" has not appeared for a long time. He kept muttering, "Which family doesn't want this? Do you don't like the new one? Alas! People nowadays are too frugal."
Dad picked up the clothes I "donated" and went home. I followed it back in a few minutes. I secretly gave my brother a thumbs up, and the brothers looked at each other and laughed. My father held the clothes and said, "What a pity! People don't like this new clothes anymore, so I had to pick them up." I took my pants and looked at them indifferently, measured my waist with my hands and said, "Dad, are you thinking of wearing clothes that others have thrown away? These clothes look very suitable for you." Unexpectedly, my dad said calmly: "I have clothes and shoes to wear. These clothes look new. Next time I go back to my hometown, I will bring them to your cousin to wear."
My dad said this, which really made me laugh and cry.
After Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting colder. Thinking of my father's cold feet, I specially bought him a pair of fur shoes. But he was worried that he would not appreciate it, so he used the same method to induce his father to pick up the shoes home. Unexpectedly, my dad picked up the pair of shoes and looked at them and put them back in place. Just when I was anxious, my dad picked up his shoes again and walked towards the sanitation workers not far away. I returned home in frustration, and my dad was talking about it with relish.I asked him angrily, "Why didn't you pick up such good shoes?" My father said calmly, "I have shoes to wear. The sanitation old man should need these shoes more, so I'll give them to him."
Orchids are not fragrant for no one to appreciate them; the moon hangs in the sky, not because it is temporarily full and lacks but not full. My father is a kind and generous person. He didn't know that I bought this pair of shoes for him. His character of not being greedy for cheapness and caring for others made me admire him and heartbroken his frugality.
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