(My father is famous for his wealthy country and passed away in 2014. This is the article of my father mourning his wife. On this autumn festival, I hope to protect the cold spring platform and send you deep thoughts.)
(My mother)
mourning his virtuous wife
Jade flower, you passed away and left me and the children. In a flash, it has been three years. During these thousands of days and nights, your many touching past events often flash in front of me, so clear, so realistic, and so friendly. After sorting out and synthesis, you are a good wife, a good mother, or a good daughter-in-law who respects mother-in-law. Whenever I clean up my house, I stare at your portrait and can't help but feel awe!
1. The storm and waves share the same hardships
Your match with me is completely done by "the orders of parents and the words of the matchmaker". In 1949, when we opened the veil, we felt quite unfamiliar with it. Although they grew up in the same village, they never had any interactions. At this time, you introduced your life experience to me: "I was born on October 29, 1928, and I was born in the yard where Chaotou Street is now living. My family has been farming for generations. My father's name is Liu Dengdi, and he died of illness two years ago. My mother Liu Li, the mother's family in Niancaogou, has never been to school like me, and she doesn't recognize a big word. She still has little feet, walks shakingly, and can only do some housework. I have an older brother named Liu Ziwen, who went to fight with the People's Liberation Army." From then on, we got together for a full fifty-six years. The emotions between you and me are all based on the harsh environment after marriage. After several tests, both the indicators of innocence and tenacity are very high.
In 1960, it encountered an unprecedented disaster. The slogan of "low standards, , ". Therefore, hooded with a sunshade, carrying a basket, stepping into the banks of the Yu River to dig wild vegetables, it has become a compulsory course for you. Later, the wild vegetables in the suburbs were dug up, and you took the train to Yanggao Luowenso to pick wild vegetables. Your thin body was carrying a huge sack, and you had to taste it with hard work. In this winter of the wilderness and storm, I was transferred to a school in Datong City as the party branch secretary. The school is a key provincial school. This arrangement is the value of my superiors. Of course, by comparison, the burden on your shoulders is heavier. At that time, the climax of collectivization was emerging, and school teachers and staff all ate in the cafeteria. The food in the cafeteria - limited steamed buns, a few shreds of dried radish , where can I eat it? Every night when I get home from get off work, you always leave me a bowl of paste to make up for my insufficient food. At first, I thought my family had some savings, and I could drink sweetly and feel at ease. Time flies, and before I know it is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. This is a traditional festival. Every household cleans the house and sends , the stove master to heaven. When I was cooperating with you to wash the house, I opened the rice jar and the dough jar and saw that both containers were exhausted. I also saw that the small jar and small jar were newly fed back, and there was not much left. In addition to shock, I suddenly realized that the bowl of rice and noodles I drank were squeezed out of your rations to treat me preferentially. You can use wild vegetables such as shapeng and gray vegetables to satisfy your hunger. How can I bear this in my heart? I said, "If you don't want to be an example, you might as well avoid that bowl of miscarriage!" "No!" You said firmly, "Don't tell me about this matter, you have to be responsible for the school; your family depends entirely on your support; what will happen if this lack of nutrition falls?" This preferential treatment has never been interrupted and has been persisted until the situation improves.
In 1966, the storm of the Cultural Revolution swept across the country. I was defeated with the "capitalist roaders" and the so-called "component" issues, and then was deprived of freedom of life. The long-term inhuman torture and torture almost made me unable to survive. In order to help me understand the situation, you worked tirelessly and visited relatives and friends who knew me best and had a very high level of policy. When you came back, you told me: "Where you go, everyone's views on you are basically the same. They said: 'Although you are in a siege, it's not a crime'. You must believe in the Party and the masses, and a bright future is ahead!" Then you talked about your views and attitudes again, and you said: "I am uneducated and a housewife who is wandering around the pot, and the situation is not far away.If you really don’t let you do education in the city, it’s nothing. Let’s go back to the countryside to farm together! Most of the people in the world are farming people, and there is no way out for heaven! You can still live, support the elderly and see them to the end, and raise children to adulthood. "The insightful opinions of relatives and friends, your golden words lit up me in the darkness and gave me the courage to live! Sure enough, after the Ninth National Congress, in 1970, the " Workers' Propaganda Team " loosened me, implemented the party's policies, and restored my work. Every time I recall this experience, I sincerely said: "My half, no matter what the situation is, remains unchanged with my heart! "
Practice tells us that the journey of life is not flat, straight, but ups and downs, and changes. In 1975, a disaster came to my head again. The disease that lurked in my body for several years has become plump and is waiting for an opportunity to jump out and swallow my health frantically. It was the night of New Year's Day, and people were celebrating the festival happily. Where is me? I drank water all night, discharged urine all night, had no strength to stretch and bend my hands, and had no support to my legs. After repeated diagnosis and treatment in the hospital, I was diagnosed with diabetes . The doctor said: "This disease has a long incubation period and has a great relationship with the spiritual environment of people. Only when a big outbreak and the patient savored it carefully can he understand its origins. There is no way to cure this disease with a tit-for-tat way, but don’t be afraid. As long as you take it seriously and treat it patiently, there are many birthday stars who have exceeded 100 years old. "You couldn't help but asked anxiously from the side, "Doctor, what should I do as a family member! "Diet treatment is the most important thing. If you ignore this, it will be useless to take any medicine or injection. This disease is a metabolic problem. If you eat too much, you can't absorb it. You can get the sugar out of your urine. At present, our hospital has not set up a special sport for diabetic patients, which requires the cooperation of the patient's family. "You immediately said, "As long as it is beneficial to the patient, we can do whatever we need to do! "From then on, you carry your little daughter who is five years old and cannot walk every day, carrying a lunch box, and keeping three meals. It takes nearly four miles from home to the hospital. One day, you are overworked and stepped on empty feet and your head is broken. You wrap it in a headscarf, afraid that I will know. Later, I realized that you were haggard and struggling with a difficult step. I said, "Don't get tired of you for my life. In the future, I will buy food from the hospital! "You said unshakablely, "How can you do it? You can't take this disease casually. No matter how hard or tiring you are, we have to cultivate it better! "One day, the doctor was conducting rounds in groups, and the director said, "Lao Wang, your condition has recovered very well, which is related to your family's cooperation with dietary treatment. It is a blessing in your misfortune to obtain such a virtuous support! "After more than half a year of treatment, I finally got discharged from the hospital. I walked home and looked at the humble home. The tragic scene of the day of New Year's disease was swept away, as if it had changed into the world. My little daughter welcomed my return happily. Looking at my son with a red scarf on her chest, and you who worked hard, I felt extremely warm. I thought to myself: "I must support this family! "
2. Being caring and loving
You are not only considerate and considerate about your children in life, but also pay attention to their ideological quality and future development. In 1970, Huntong entered the school age stage, and you are still in your hometown and know the situation in the countryside. You wrote to me and asked me to receive my child to Datong and study. You said: "The teaching level and teaching quality in our village are very poor. Elementary school is basic education. No matter what society is like, children always have to study. With our conditions, we will create a good learning environment for children. We must not miss the opportunity. We will not come again. It is better to do it quickly! "After reading the letter you asked someone to write, I think you made a lot of sense, but I don't have the attempt or experience to bring a baby, so it may be difficult to be competent. So, I conveyed this concern in the reply. Immediately, when I received your letter, you gave me a clear and organized guide: "First, start with life. Now the cafeteria eats steamed buns, which are coarse grains. Children don't like to eat them, but give him a big steamed bun from your fine grains. The child will naturally feel your love for him and are willing to get close to you.Second, communicate more thoughts, pay attention to correct guidance, and even the progress of children, even if it is a little bit, you should take it into consideration, keep it in your heart, and take it into consideration. Third, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. There are so many female teachers in the school, and they each have their own experience in helping children. You should be polite to others, be as empty as a valley, and learn from them. "Under your advice, I took the child with great confidence. At that time, after I resumed work, I arranged to be the director and branch secretary of the Revolutionary Committee of the 24th School. This is a school for the children of cadres in Yanbei. Most of the teachers are top students drawn from the 13 counties in Yanbei. They have high levels and students are all children of cadres with good quality. In such an environment, the children's ambition was stimulated. In addition, the teachers' guidance has made great progress in learning. They have written essays and often tell their friends the stories of "Liu, Guan, Zhang" and "Sun Wukong".
In 1977, after Comrade Deng Xiaoping came back, he made up the trouble and resumed the college entrance examination. In 1980, Huntong was admitted to the History Department of Shanxi University. Our Wang family, for the past 200 years, has been mostly illiterate. It is really overjoyed to have such descendants. All of this has made the greatest contribution.
At this time, I was a secretary at , No. 1 Middle School in . Although my family's economy has no deficit, I lost my vitality due to many disasters and difficulties. Friends who are familiar with the matter suggest that if the child fills in the family column of the admission registration form, he can receive an extra scholarship, and there will be fewer difficulties. You think it is inappropriate and said, "This is obviously a fraud. Where can I pinch a person? Once the school knows, the child's face will be put there! We have to solve our own problems by ourselves. We must sell our children’s hard work and provide them with our children’s studies. This is a major event that concerns their future in life. "When our lives are extremely difficult, the child asks for living expenses when he writes to write to him. You reluctantly give up your love and take out all the dowry jewelry that you have treasured for many years - hairpins, earrings, neck pendants, toothpicks, bracelets, hand beans, etc., and sell them to the bank at a low price to solve the urgent problem.
Xiaoyan, at eight months old, she could already play with kang table . Seeing her lovely face, clever appearance, and quick movements, I was often happy. Unexpectedly, her fate was a tragic, and her high fever overnight made her child polio. We looked at each other, and tears of sadness flowed unstoppable. Looking at the sick child, you take care of her day and night. At this time, I was in a very uneasy mood, "I can't sleep and mattress, and I can't let go of my food." Almost every night, I saw your hardworking figure: Not long after I fell asleep, the child woke up with a cry, you got up and turned on the light, picked up the child gently, shaking it left and right, then took out the wet diapers from under the buckwheat mattress, changed it to dry, put the child, covered it with a quilt, patted it with your hands, and let the child fall asleep. This is the first time: around midnight, the child called his mother, you know it was hungry The signal of thirst, turn on the light again, pour a tube of breasts, put it in a thermos, heat it for a while, you hold the child into your arms, taste the temperature of the breasts, and change the diapers while feeding the child. The child fell asleep while eating, and put her into the bed, and then went to bed. This is the second time: the rooster is dawn, and the sky is not yet bright, and the child wakes up crying again. You get up again and turn on the light, change the diapers and feed her, kiss her little face, and pull her little hands. At this time, the child fell asleep in your endless love, and this is the third time. At that time, the breasts were very nervous, and you braved the cold wind and stepped in the morning light, and lined up to beat the breasts. Such hard work, for three years, the child's key health gradually recovered, but you suffered from Meniere's syndrome, dizziness and vomiting. You still work in everything you do and never let someone take over the child's daily life.
Xiaoyan failed the college entrance examination and wanted to continue tutoring. The tuition fee was as high as 1,000 yuan. You said: "Boys and women are our children. If you can't learn skills, how can you establish yourself in society? "Immediately, you took out a stack of new and unrestrained tickets from the cabinet and gave them to the child, and asked her to register. I know that this is the money you earned for handyman for the 19th school.
The little grandson Jingyuan is too playful and advised him with reason. It is the food I specially gave him. However, he just ignored it and did his own thing.One day, I said to you angrily, "Old man, 't heal him, don't cook for him when you come back, and see if he is hungry!" "How can you not eat without eating when your child is growing up and growing knowledge?" You said slowly. No matter whether it is cold winter or hot summer, as long as the child comes back and calls him grandma, you have to give him a full meal.
Years of physical and mental fatigue have caused you to suffer from a terminal illness. Just after the operation, Ying Ruo's body was unable to control himself. At this time, Jingyuan took back his dirty clothes as usual. I said, "Jingyuan, grandma has just been discharged from the hospital and her health has not recovered yet. You bring back these dirty clothes and wash them yourself! Grandpa can't help you." He soaked a basin, washed two pieces, and put them on and went to find a classmate to do activities. You regardless of your personal safety, and you are slacking off your sick body and wash your clothes cleanly.
It is obvious that no matter whether it is a son, a woman, or a grandson, every step of their growth is full of your hard work and the light of your kindness flashes.
One day, we gathered together, recalling your touching past, and sighed: "We can make money, mom is gone! ... Three spring sunshine, no one can repay you."
3. The best filial piety for your parents
In March 1951, my father died of illness. The following year, I graduated from Hunyuan Middle School and was assigned to work in Datong. During the summer vacation, my brother proposed to go to another place to cook. A difficult problem to solve before everyone is how to take care of an elderly mother. You are willing to take responsibility, and you will be brave enough to serve the morning and evening. At that time, the prototype of the mutual aid group had just appeared. While you were farming, you were cooking your mother's diet and daily life. During the three months of winter leisure, my mother allowed you to live with me. I will return to the earth in the spring of the following year. My mother sent a letter to you to return home to prepare for farming. You sacrifice your best interests and happily execute your mother's life.
In 1968, my mother was sick and I couldn't help myself. I couldn't stand in front of the bed and kneel down and give back my kindness. You wrote to say, "Your mother is my mother, please rest assured in everything!" Mother has lived with us for twenty years, and you have been doing everything for twenty years without regrets and cared for you all day long, and your filial piety is well-known!
Jade Flower, on May 13, 2005, you suddenly stopped breathing. We support each other, and love each other for fifty-six springs and autumns. Words are poor and papers are short, but our love cannot end!
What I want to comfort you is that the younger generation has developed well, has a strong foundation, is lush and lush, is very filial to me, and takes good care of me. What often makes me intoxicated with family joy is: the grandson Jingyuan grew up and the granddaughter was well-behaved. During this year's May Day holiday, we went to Zhoukoudian for a trip. The mountains were high and the slopes were steep, so it was difficult for me to travel. Jingyuan pushed me to the top of the mountain with a small car and saw the fossils of Peking Man and other cultural relics, which feasted me. The sunset is setting, birds return to their nests, and the sunset is full of sunset. We stay at Baoding . The restaurant is far away, and Jingyuan wants to carry me. I said, "You are still young and your bones are still tender. Don't look at your father carrying me. He is an adult." I was not finished speaking, and he said, "I am twenty!" So he raised his hand, leaned down, carried me on his back, and went straight to the restaurant, showing his youthful acumen! Every time Lele comes to her mother's house, "Grandpa!" she screams happily like a silver bell, standing in front of me cleverly, singing, dancing, reciting, and painting for me, demonstrating her talent. I often applaud her slender dance, clear and loud singing voice, and her skill of writing and painting!
On the third anniversary of your death, write this passage to express our grief! How virtuous! Jade flower, rest in peace!
Wang Fuguo
May 13, 2007
(parents after ten years of catastrophe)
(1989 parents were in Tiananmen Square, Beijing)