The following content is a true story of a netizen. No matter how misunderstood your father and mother, you must firmly believe that their love for you is unsubstituted in this world. Father’s love is like a mountain, and the closest relatives of your family should not be cherished only after losing it.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The initial excuse was that I was not in good health and wanted to go to the hospital for a full-body examination, so I sent him money. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long, and he called again and said he wanted to buy an electric tricycle . I hesitated for a moment, and he seemed to hear my hesitation and said, "You give me half of it, I give me half of it myself, and I sell the sheep at home." My heart softened. Over the years, he has been raising sheep, four or five, and when he grows up, he sells them as daily expenses. After my mother passed away, I wanted to take him to the city, but he insisted on not coming. My younger brother in the county town also planned to pick him up, but he refused, saying that he was used to the countryside and the people in the village. He could not convince his father, and he could only do so. But he always refuses to ask for money to give him, saying that life is simple, the expenses are small, and he can't spend much money. But now... I sent the money as much as possible, but I felt something was wrong in my heart. After 3 months like this, I decided to take my daughter home to see him. The door was locked, and the third uncle next door said he was going to herd sheep. I led my daughter to the slope and saw a small flock of sheep from afar. When I got close, I saw him: I was sitting under a tree and dozing off. There was a piece of plastic cloth next to it, with half-eat cakes, a small bag of pickles, and a pot of water... I felt sad and shouted "Dad". He opened his eyes in a flash, and after a long time he realized: "Girl, don't say it first, no matter how you come back." The daughter rushed to say, "Mom said you want to give you a surprise." He was indeed very happy, and didn't bother to say anything to me, and took his daughter to see his precious sheep. 8, a small group. He said happily: "It will be sold in a while, and it can be sold for a lot of money. Now the price of sheep has increased." When he got home, the yard was a little messy, and in the corner, he was riding on a tricycle that he had been riding for many years. "Dad, where are the electric car you bought?" I asked casually. He was a little panicked: "I... haven't bought it yet. People say that the price of electric cars will be reduced next month." When I was cleaning the yard, I heard him calling my younger brother: "Your sister is back, you can come back for dinner too in the evening." He then whispered, "Buy more delicious food." I wanted to say something, but I stopped again. In those years, I always mind my parents' partiality. Because of my youthful jealousy, I deliberately became distant from my younger brother. Later, I was admitted to a good university in anger and finally left home proudly. After graduating from college, I joined a good foreign company and became a white-collar worker. My younger brother finally barely finished vocational technical secondary school and became the kind of young worker in the county who works on the assembly line. He looked up to me and became more awe. In the afternoon, the younger brother and his wife brought the child back early and bought a lot of things. My father cooked himself and asked my brother to cook. He cooked a lot of dishes, which I liked. When his mother was there, he didn't cook. Surprisingly, he actually made every dish taste like his mother. As I ate, I almost burst into tears. At night, I talked with him in the yard, but unexpectedly, he went around a big circle, first saying that the village was planning in a unified manner, and then saying that his mother wanted to rebuild the house before she died... Finally, she asked tentatively: "If you don't have that tight hand, can you...you know, your brother and the others..." I interrupted him, "Dad, how much does it cost to turn over the house?" Suddenly, there was a trace of indescribable sadness in my heart. "Probably, it costs about 20,000 yuan..." His voice lowered and quickly added, "If all my sheep are sold, they can be sold for several thousand yuan." I was stunned for a moment: more than 20,000 is not a small amount for me. I stuttered: "Dad, I'll go back and take a look and talk about it again. It shouldn't be a big problem." He lowered his head: "Girl, it's hard for you. See how many it can be. Dad is old and won't spend anything else..." I smiled. The moonlight was dark, and he must not see that my smile was a little bitter. I told my husband about his father asking for money. After a long time, my husband didn't speak. He was not a stingy person, but this year, his situation was worse than mine.He runs a small export company and now even his salary is a problem. Finally, he said, "Give the money to dad. Let's keep our hands tight, and life will always be acceptable." Half a month after I transferred the money to my father, I met a relative from my hometown who came to the city to do business. During the chat, I asked casually: "Have our house started to be built?" He was a little surprised: "I didn't hear your dad say he wanted to be built." Then he remembered something, "By the way, your dad sold all the sheep and bought a small passenger truck for your brother. Your brother is no longer in the factory, and he drives and delivers goods to others by himself. He makes a lot of money..." In my heart, it seemed like he was poured into cold water in an instant, and there was a cold chill. It turned out that he was lying to me. He was always biased towards his younger brother, so biased that he cheated on me and helped him - his parents cannot hate him, but how heavy is that resentment? When I got home, I finally couldn't help but lock myself in the bathroom and cried with the sound of water. I didn't take the initiative to call him for many days after that. Later he called first, and I just responded lightly, so he had to hang up the phone awkwardly. But I didn't expect that it was the last time I heard his voice. Three days later, I received a call from my younger brother saying that he had passed away and died of myocardial infarction. I suddenly remembered the trivial advice and my indifference on his phone 3 days ago. It was like a heavy stone hitting my heart, which made me unable to breathe for a long time. I rushed home. The first time I hugged my brother and I cried bitterly. When my mother left, I still had his arms, and now... the resentment towards him a few days ago had long been dispersed by his sudden departure and was surrounded by pain. After resettling his funeral, my younger brother took me to the station and said, "Sister, if you want to come back frequently, your parents are gone, and your home is still there." With one sentence, my dry eyes suddenly filled with tears again. I shook my brother's hand and said, take care of myself, I got in the car and left. I think maybe I won’t go back to this so-called home in the future. It took many days before I calmed down from his departure. But life is really like this, and disaster never comes alone. Something happened to my husband's company and he was cheated of all his funds by a customer. My husband almost collapsed, and people who never get drunk started to buy drunk every day. I was both distressed and anxious, and had no choice but to think about it for a night and decided to sell the house. My younger brother called at noon the next day. After he left, my younger brother often called. I had no intention of greeting him, and he also heard my anxiety and asked patiently. I told my younger brother. Unexpectedly, he came here early the next morning. When he entered the door, he didn't say anything, and took out a stack of money wrapped in newspapers from his arms: "Sister, this is 50,000 yuan, not much, take the emergency first." I was surprised: "Where did you get the money?" "I have earned a portion of the car to pick up goods in the past few months, and I used a mortgage to borrow 30,000 yuan. The house in the county town is not worth much, so I can only borrow so much..." I felt aroused in my heart and pushed the money to him: "I can't use your money." My younger brother was anxious: "Sister, the factory went bankrupt last year, and your brother and sister were laid off. I wanted to buy a car, but I had no money. You gave my father 40,000 yuan and asked him to give it to me, but I didn't let my father tell me it was your money." I was stunned, and my younger brother was still saying, "Dad said, when I was a child, you always gave in to me because I was my younger brother, and now I want to protect you because you are a woman. Dad also said that one day he is gone, and I am your parents' home..." "Dad!" I turned my head and tears fell like rain. How did I, the loving daughter, misunderstand his painstaking efforts to love him? He had known for a long time that he would be alive soon. He knew that I was arrogant by nature and would not even ask for or rely on family affection. So, he wants to book the love and protection of the future for me. When he asked me for money, what kind of embarrassment should he feel? How much courage should I must muster? But he still had to do that, just to let him leave, I still have the love of my relatives to rely on. It turns out that my favorite child is still me. I turned around and hugged my brother, saying nothing, just hugged him tightly. I think at this moment, he must be at ease when sleeping in heaven, because his daughter, who always lives in his deep love but does not know it, finally understands his love.
