text/Tang Youhong
The moment Zhouzhou completed the last subject of the college entrance examination, it meant that my old father and mother had also "honorably retired". From the time when my sister and I’s two children were born, we were worried about “holding them in the palm of my hand for fear of falling, and holding them in my mouth for fear of melting”, to picking up and dropping off our two children on time every day in kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school and high school , the task of cooking three meals a day was finally completed.
In the past twenty years when the two children were growing up, the old father was responsible for cleaning, drying clothes, washing dishes and socks, and other chores. The old mother worked hard and changed her tricks to prepare three meals a day to cook for the two children. Meals you want to eat. During the more than 20 years when the two children grew up, the old father excremented, peeed, fed rice and water, and raised the two children, who were only over 50 centimeters tall when they were born, into a 1.64-cm girl and a 1.84-cm boy.
In the past twenty years, the two elderly people have almost no time and space of their own. Most of the time, they have complied with the needs of my sister and me and tried their best to help me and my sister take care of our two children. On the afternoon when Zhouzhou finished his college entrance examination, I felt a little sad for no reason.
For the old father and the old mother, the two grandchildren they had taken care of diligently and wholeheartedly for more than 20 years finally grew up. But on the other hand, the two children grew up at the same speed as their parents. Speed? For more than twenty years, they have been full-time nannies, full-time chefs, full-time drivers, full-time...
Over the past twenty years, their full-time job has been to provide meticulous care and care for my sister and me, because we and our children Need them. With them, my sister and I can go out to work with peace of mind. We don’t have to worry about the clothes at home not being washed or dried, the children not being hungry or cold, or the doors and windows being left open when a storm comes...
Because they are always paying attention and are always there for us. Show up when needed. They brought rice, vegetables, and fruits that they were reluctant to eat from their hometown in the countryside. They brought cakes and drinks that they saved for the banquet, and everything they thought was good.
Today, Father’s Day, I looked through photos from eight years ago. My father is really aging at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. Thank you for having such a festival. Regardless of whether it is a foreign festival or not, I think it is a meaningful festival worth recommending, especially for reserved and reserved people.
Many times, ordinary life makes us lose the courage and motivation to express our affection, but with such a deliberate holiday reminder, it will always give some touches to our lives: On this special day, do I want to be loved by myself? People, my relatives dedicated to doing something?
So, during the gap between inspections, I also had the urge to think of something. When I was young, I never gave any special expression to my parents on days like this. Only in recent years, especially when I became a mother, have I become more aware of the hardship and helplessness of being a parent. It was also the moment when I received the gifts from my son on March 8th, Mother’s Day, and my birthday that my inner comfort and happiness skyrocketed. I became even more grateful for such festivals, because my family is not very good at expressing affection. My son also took the initiative to express his gratitude and blessings to me; I, who was also not very good at expressing myself, arranged ceremonial blessings and thanks for my father and mother in the name of the festival. Red envelopes, clothes, shoes and socks, flowers...
No matter how big or small, no matter what kind, the moment he received it, the old father said, "Isn't this a waste?" "There are so many clothes, how can I wear them all." "All these things may sound like complaints and blames, but I deeply understand that they are the satisfaction and happiness that an equally inarticulate old man cannot hide.
It was at that moment that my old father's waist, which was bent from taking care of us, straightened unconsciously, and his frowning brows relaxed a lot because of the hardship of life. Looking at the smile on my old father’s face when the corner of his mouth turned up, I deeply realized that no matter what kind of gift it is, as long as it is something we prepare with our heart, he will be happy.
Today is Father’s Day, and my son prepared an internet celebrity cake for his dad. Zhouzhou gave his father a pink shirt. In addition to the red envelope, I gave my old father a Doraemon cake. The kind my father always liked.
Father's love stands like a mountain in the faint mountain moon.
