They guard my hometown like guards. They have witnessed the whole family getting along day and night for decades and have become a part of our family. Seven years ago, my parents moved to the city, and since then, they have rarely returned to their hometown. Father occasionally takes time to go back and clean the front and back of the house, trim the branches of cypress trees, and keep his hometown in a state where people can live at any time.
On the surface, my father is fulfilling my wish, but in fact, I know that this is also his and mother's wish:
"Anyway, I just want to go home, live in the countryside, and don't want to stay in the city. After I retire, I will go back to my hometown in the countryside with you, plant some crops and side dishes, raise some chickens and puppies, and live a retirement life together. "
Every time I talk to my father about this, he is always excited. While mocking me that farm work was too simple, he reminded me: "The house in my hometown can only be repaired, but that's your business."
"Your mother and I are too old to make money and can't do anything wrong. See how you arrange it later. " My father habitually drawled a sigh, as if to encourage me by "showing weakness".
"Waiting for you to retire? I don't know if we were there then. You'd better live your life now. " My mother will appear on my father's mobile phone screen in an apron from time to time. First, she asked me if I had eaten and what I cooked was delicious.
Turning her head, she "scolded" her father's timidity: "You old thing. You haven't learned to ride a motorcycle for so many years. It is troublesome to go back to my hometown every time. It takes hours to take someone else's car. "
"I think the more you grow up, the more timid you become!" Mom always uses this sentence to "tease" dad. "Don't worry, I will learn sooner or later, and I will take you back every day." My father smiled foolishly, urged my mother to cook quickly, and continued to ask my opinion about those cypresses.
"Are you short of money? Let me send you some. " This is the second time that my father has asked my advice. The first time was when I was building a road in my hometown the year before last. I didn't agree at the time.
This time I thought he wanted to sell it for money.
"No, I have money. Today, someone in my hometown called me and said that someone had bought it. He offered 2000 yuan to buy those cypresses in my hometown and asked me if I would sell them. I think those trees are useless. Why don't we sell a few and keep one or two? "
I obviously recognized my father's tone of asking me for advice. In fact, he has always been the pillar of the family. He has been making a decision to sell trees. In the past, he would have made his own decisions.
My heart is warm and my father is old. He feels that children have grown up and can rely on them. He wants to listen to their opinions.
However, I generally understand what he really thinks, which is related to his long life. In recent years, he began to talk about the topic of "we are old" more and more consciously or unconsciously. I have been reluctant to answer the phone and dare not imagine the arrival of that moment.
None of us made it clear, but we were all testing and hinting at each other.
"Dad, those trees have existed for many years. People say that the trees growing in front of and behind the house are exquisite in feng shui and cannot be hacked. " I said softly.
Father took out a cigarette and put it back in the cigarette case without finding the lighter, as if to quote me: "I know." I'll leave the best one on both sides and see what it can do. Where do you need trees now? "
"Before can be changed to beam, made of tile. Now all the houses are made of steel and no one uses wood. " Father thought hard.
"Now furniture is bought and made, and carpenters are hard to find. Where else can I use it? " Once again, he asked a question that seemed unnecessary to answer.
"Dad, cypress material? How many years will it take to make furniture after cutting it down? " I really know too little about rural affairs.
"Of course, the material is good. After cutting, you can dry it all in the first half of the year. You can do whatever you want. It has been used for many years. " Dad laughed at my ignorance again.
I smiled at him: "I mean, if you wait for decades, if you want to cut them down and do something, you don't have to wait that long, do you?"
Dad's eyes turned to me: "What do you want them to do?"
"I said don't think too much. In a few decades, you and your mother will be old, "I paused ... and then said," I'm a little confused. I'm going to lose my temper. In case ... in case you want to make your own longevity materials, these trees can still be used. " I tried to use an unintentional tone and finally told him this thing that I don't know if I should be taboo.
In fact, the last time he asked me if I wanted to sell these trees, I had this idea.
In my hometown, most old people will plan their own longevity materials, and some old people will make longevity materials at home many years in advance.
Sure enough, dad didn't speak.
I have some regrets. Should I not mention the word "Shoucai" to him, or should I not mention the words "confusion" and "temper"? This is the first time I have said such sensitive and naked words to him.
"It is also very cheap to buy now. You can buy a pair for five or six thousand, and the wood used is not bad. These trees should not be used. " He spoke very slowly, and I felt his seriousness.
"Also, I don't know if anyone will do it then, but I have to find machinery and equipment." I think my topic is presumptuous and I want to give him a comfort.
"But the meaning is different. What you bought is different from what you made. Just ask someone to do it at home. You must have done much better. " I couldn't resist and answered my concerns for him.
I went on to say, "I'd better keep them. These trees have feelings for our family. Let's talk about it in a few years. The tree has something to say. If you cut it now, it will be too late to regret it later. "
"Well, as you said, keep it first. Maybe things will change then. " Father's voice is much higher, with obvious relief and comfort.
An "old" word and a pair of longevity materials opened his and his children's ideological scruples. At this moment, it seems that everyone has relaxed a lot. He smiled and said to me in Kan Kan: "This used to be a trend. Wood is not used to build houses in rural areas now. Maybe mud tile houses will be built in the countryside in the future, and these trees will be of great use. " The father finally lit a cigarette and came to the balcony to stop his brother's son and daughter from smoking secondhand smoke.
"Yes, when we renovate our old house, if we want to make beams, we can use these cypresses to make all the furniture. These cypresses are strong and easy to use." I echoed my father's imagination.
"It's still far away, at least thirty or forty years," I said with a smile. "At that time, you and my mother were 90 years old, 100 years old, and we would be 60 or 70 years old. Your grandchildren will also get married and have children, and dozens of grandchildren will surround you. You will become ancestors. "
"We are all old, and we will see how you struggle in the future." Father repeated this sentence which he often said in recent years, but this time, I heard his joy.
Yes, we can safely give our family to our son in the future. He and his mother just need to enjoy their old age confidently and comfortably.
Since I became a father, I like to play jokes on my father more and more. He lost his majesty and I lost my rebellion. We even had fun and "laughed" at each other.
On the topic of "longevity", I have been worried that my father will be sensitive, because it means that they are old. However, I underestimated his frankness and openness. What he really cares about is whether we realize that they are getting old.
He is not sure whether we are mature enough to take on family responsibilities and let him and his mother grow old with confidence.
Our parents are old and we are mature. My heart is heavy, but I feel stronger responsibility and motivation.
When parents get old, we will grow old with them. We can't change our destiny, but we can create it and let them grow old happily, safely and with peace of mind.
In my memory, my father is a strong body, because when I was a child, the river rose and my father crossed the river with his back. I think my father's back is generous and safe. When I was injured, my father carried my weight 100 Jin and walked like a fly. I thought my father would grow up with me, get married and have children, and grow old slowly. However, this is not the case. My father was sick at the age of 465,438+0 and never walked like a fly behind my back. How I wish he could get old, but God forbid.
My mother lost several teeth. My mother likes to chew bones best, and gradually begins to like soft rice, not soft and stewed food, but still likes to drink a little wine. The body is very healthy, but the hair is beginning to turn white. Now I hope my mother will grow old naturally, not because of illness. If she dies of illness, I can totally accept it.
My parents are old, and I haven't lived the life they expected. From the day I was born, my parents placed too much hope on me, and every achievement was filled with joy. The hardships along the way have accompanied me to grow up slowly. Perhaps the expectations for me are too high, and now I am not what I thought before. However, their love has always been there and lived up to it. They helped me step by step towards marriage, and my heart was so warm.
My parents are old, and I have no strong power to honor them. I often think of my gratitude to my parents. It's just that I'm middle-aged and unable to give them a better life. But I didn't give up. I am trying my best to repay them, so that they can have a sense of security, food and clothing, timely physical examination, and pray for their good health and a comfortable old age.
My parents are old, and I don't have more time to spend with them. Middle-aged, I have parents and children all over the world. I still have to work hard and can't relax. I can guarantee that the elderly can rely on me and I can educate my children conditionally. I still have to spend time working now. I just want my children to be independent as soon as possible so that I can be with my parents again.
Parents are old, may everything be well!
Facing my aging mother, I feel very sore. My old mother really lives by the day and makes her happy. This is the duty of her children.
I deeply feel that the years have passed so quickly that our parents are old and so are we. I have always thought that life is not eternal, and we are just passers-by in the world. What is the meaning of our life? No matter how rich we are, we will eventually leave this world. Which one really belongs to you? Therefore, I feel more and more that people have to pay more and do more good deeds to give their souls a confession, and I also agree with people who do charity more and more. I think it is really meaningful to come to this world to benefit others.
When I saw my parents with white hair and wrinkles, I suddenly felt that my parents were really old at this moment. The mood is mixed, and the unspeakable mood is really unbearable. I remember how much I worshipped my parents when I was a child. I feel that my parents are the best and anything can be done. No matter what you want, parents always try their best to satisfy you. No matter how big things are with parents, they can always be handled properly.
When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly. When I grow up, I will become a powerful person, earn a lot of money to buy a big house, and honor my parents. When I grow up, I find that no adult is easy, and nothing can be done overnight. Especially making money is not as easy as I thought when I was a child. I wanted to honor my parents, but in order to make money, I have been wandering outside for many years. It is not easy to see my parents once a year. Although I make money every year, I still feel very poor every year. Thinking about taking good care of parents has become an unrealistic idea. I often go home to see, spend more time with my parents, and get along with them happily, just like my parents accompanied us when I was a child.
Every time I think about my parents getting old, I see their hair turn white. I feel very uncomfortable. Think about the care they gave us when we were children. It's been decades now. I hope my parents are healthy.
I feel how time flies. Parents have less and less black hair, all white hair, and their spirit is not enough when they are young. The only thing I can do is to spend more time with them, rest at home and help them do housework, chat with them, talk about the news I saw, talk about the past and talk about daily necessities [laughs].
How time flies! In an instant, my parents have been dead for several years. I miss my parents very much every holiday. Although my parents are alive and I care about their food, clothing, housing and transportation, I can work hard outside all the year round to make a living. Now I have time, but they left me. It's sad to think about it. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely spend more time with them. Be nice to my parents.