I can’t tell you how I feel these days. I heard from afar that my uncle from my hometown has passed away. I don’t know what else I can do for him other than a little courtesy. He was only over 70 years old but suffered from Alzheimer's disease and could not take care of himself.

I can't tell you how I feel these days. I heard from far away that my uncle from my hometown has passed away. I don't know what else I can do for him other than a little courtesy. He was only over 70 years old but suffered from Alzheimer's and could not take care of himself. This ending was also a kind of relief for him to all those who cared about him.

Speaking of my uncle, I have an unforgettable memory. That memory is part of my happy childhood. Both my uncle and my mother were orphans raised by his uncle and aunt. I didn’t know about those difficult days, but I knew about the rest of my life.

There is one thing that I still remember clearly when I was four or five years old. I think it was just after the New Year. She was leading a mule to pick up my mother back to her parents' home. She picked me up and sat in front of my mother, worrying about me all the way. drop down. That was my first time riding on the back of an animal, and I will never forget the comfortable feeling of bumping and bumping. My mother and I sat on the back of a mule, and he walked behind. It was a thirty-mile road. I don’t know how many turns I took. The love I received from him sometimes felt like it was not given to me by my father who was away from home.

In my memory, my family was the richest in our village. In my memory, my uncle often came to work for our family. Whenever he came, he would chop firewood for our family and help my grandfather cut hay for the livestock. It was a big pile, and the grass had been cut for several days. At that time, the animals were eating wheat straw, as if some work was waiting for him to come. Later, when I grew up, I gradually understood the reason. When I was poor, I always felt embarrassed when I walked into a rich family's house. I heard from my aunt that my mother secretly gave things to my uncle's family. Now that I think about it, this is human nature. But it was only after I became a daughter-in-law that I realized how humble it was for people from my mother's family to have a meal at my husband's house. It was only years later that I understood this truth when I was in my mother's position.

Later, due to changes in my family, I gradually discovered that there was a big difference between the treatment my parents received at my in-laws' family and the treatment my sister-in-law's family received at my in-laws' family. Because I live with my parents-in-law, I don’t want my mother or anyone from my family to come to my house. I'm afraid of causing trouble to my current family, so it's better not to talk about some things. My father has only come to my home once or twice so far.

Regarding the death of my uncle, I finally fulfilled one of my life’s wishes last year. The fulfillment of this wish is closely related to the fact that I had the same dream many times. Of course, many things after I got married were the same as before. There is a difference. I really want to visit my uncle, but when I go, I have to bring gifts to all four uncles’ houses. Although those uncles are not the same as my mother, they are equally important in my mother’s heart. She goes Every family needs to bring something. When I was little, I was always a guest in every house. They were all very nice to me and liked me very much. So they are all equally important in my heart. But I really felt that I didn’t have any financial foundation, so I had the same dream that appeared many times in my life. That dream was that I went to my uncle’s house, but there was no gift. I went to the small shop in the village. I bought it everywhere, but this one and that one didn't have it. I was very confused, because I felt that this was a big wish in my heart. Last year, because of this, my uncle, who has the same mother as my mother, fell down on his leg and suffered a serious fracture. During the recovery period, he went home in the summer and bought some things for each of the three families and took the bus there.

The bustling and large village of my childhood had completely changed when I visited again. The other uncles have all passed away a few years ago, and the mother of the other three uncles raised the son of another of my biological uncles. The three brothers are still alive because they are young. Only one of us lives in the village, and I, my uncle, worked in construction until he was sixty years old, and have been farming at home for the past ten years. When I saw him, his tall body was limping with a cane, and he was still doing whatever farm work he could. His strong temper throughout his life is still there, and of course he is very happy to see me. Last summer was probably the last time I saw him. This year I saw in the video that he no longer recognized me and his speech was confused. I heard that he couldn’t take care of himself for half a year. He often had poop and urine in his pants. Both my son and aunt disliked me. .I couldn't visit him during the Chinese New Year, so I brought some money to others. Now his difficult life has come to an end. It is a kind of relief for myself. I hope he is in good health in heaven.

Life is like this. When you reach a certain age, you have to face many unexpected things and many difficult interpersonal relationships, but you can't be ungrateful in this life. Family love is the greatest sustenance of a person's heart.