I am the teacher of two pupils. Besides teaching them homework, I need to teach them more about growth. Their guardians, like my mother, are both middle school teachers. They are very busy and have no time to educate their children, so my tutor is very responsible. Whenever they are naughty, I wonder if I was so naughty when I was a child. How did my mother educate me?
My mother is forty-nine years old and has reached retirement age, but because of her excellent work, the principal has kept her here many times. Now my mother has the most fashionable titles, senior titles, excellent lecturers, backbone teachers and excellent class teachers. At work, her ability is really speechless. But she is not very competent at home, and she may feel it now. She doesn't seem to care much about family affairs, because in recent years, my father has basically done all the big and small things at home (I went out to school). Everyone says that my father has retired and has plenty of time. My mother is busy with work and has no time to do it. My mother seems to be really busy in recent years, and has little time to talk with my father at home.
Because I went to school and went to a city far from home, I naturally left my parents. Therefore, my communication with my mother is much less. It is very difficult to go home during the winter and summer vacations. Many times, my mother either has something to go to school or asks other colleagues to help with the computer. It is said that other colleagues are not very good at it. I can't do it without her. My mother is recognized as a computer expert.
Mom, this family will be happy only when you have your father and me. My father and I love you very much. Please stay at home for a while!
I was born in an ordinary family, and my parents are both workers. Although we are an ordinary family of three, what my mother does for me is extraordinary, which makes my life look superior. However, only I know how she endured all this for me.
My mother is a strong woman, never letting me know the hardships of life, giving me the same material life as other children and making me look like other children. Makes me more confident and enterprising.
During my three years of college life, my mother attacked me very hard (at that time, my mother and father had been laid off for more than a year), and she wouldn't let me find anything on my mobile phone every time. But when I came home from vacation, I found from her thick cocoon that she had done too much. For me, .............. wanted to make me as good as other children and make my life better. In order to fight for breath, in order not to let mom down. When I was in middle school, I won the second place in the typing competition held by the school. And admitted to the university for further study. In college, I won a lot of scholarships. With my efforts, I became a student union cadre (Minister of Literature and Art, Head of Art Troupe), but it was nothing to me. But in my mother's eyes, my daughter is always the best. I have a lot of unspeakable guilt when I think of my mother.
After graduation, facing the great changes in campus and society, employment has become my biggest problem. Because I want to earn money early to repay my mother. When I wander between societies, I look for my dream that I can't stand the blow. My mother called me and said, "Daughter, whatever you need, my mother will satisfy you." . Because mom wants you to have a good life. "
Yes! Mom, you have done so much for me. Can I reach out to you again, what do I expect and ask for? I can't do it. Because I know you are too tired, I should go my own way. After all, I am independent now. During my work in Changchun, I used the money I accumulated on weekdays to get a driver's license and a self-taught undergraduate certificate from Northeast Normal University. When I put the heavy certificate in front of you, you shed tears. This is the first time I have seen you cry! You never shed tears in the hardships of life, and this time you actually shed tears.
Mom! My daughter keeps asking you for it again. So now is the time when my daughter really wants to repay you, but something beyond her ability has happened. I really have nothing to say to you, because I know it's beyond your ability. Besides, I know you've done a lot for me and our family, .................
My mother
Yesterday, I was sorting out drawers and suddenly found a letter my mother had written to me before. If I hadn't picked it up and reread it, I would have forgotten that my mother had written to me.
In the past, when telephone communication was inconvenient, it was usually through letters. The communication between our children and their parents is usually between father and children. If mother has something to say, she will ask her father to write it in the letter. At this time, my father will write: What did your mother say? So, when I suddenly saw my mother's letter, I was surprised for a while. My father had cerebral arteriosclerosis during that time, and his brain was extremely useless.
My mother didn't read much, and my father graduated from high school. I don't think my mom even went to high school, otherwise my dad wouldn't often make fun of her. Mother often lamented that it would not have happened if her brothers and sisters didn't need her to come out to earn work points. Her grades are very good. At this time, my father will also say that his grades have always been the first in his class, and some people exchange eggs for his exercise books. That means he can earn living expenses while he is still studying.
My father didn't read much, because my grandfather died early, and my father had to drop out of school to earn the living expenses of his siblings. My mother dropped out of school because there were many brothers and sisters at that time, and the theory that it was useless for women to study was popular in rural areas. Grandma comes from a big family, so her point of view is that the boss should protect the family regardless of gender.
If it is not the father's family composition and the mother's willingness to get married, then the fate of parents is not great, because they belong to two completely different worlds.
I am surprised that my mother can still write a complete letter, even though she has hardly read a book or written a letter for decades. Because I seldom stay at home, I seldom know my mother's feelings and thoughts: I started living in junior high school, then I went to high school, then I went to college, and then I got married at work. When I go home in winter and summer vacation, I mostly go to school to see. So I have rarely communicated with my parents.
In her letter to me, my mother said: She has received the three packs of food I asked someone to bring back. Thank you very much. My little sister went home and bought them a few hundred dollars and gave them another 200 dollars. They didn't want it, and my little sister got angry, so my mother took the money they gave me.
Mother said in the letter: Little sister's salary is low and she didn't buy a house. I'm incredibly thin. Poor people may be reluctant to eat (mom doesn't know that women in cities are fashionable and thin now). She doesn't want to take money from her younger sister, mainly to make them spend less. However, I didn't expect to do something bad with good intentions, which made my little sister very angry. So she had to accept their money. I bought clothes for my little sister's two fathers (my father, my little sister's father-in-law is my little sister's other father), and my little sister accepted them. Besides, little sister is thirty this year. She gave her 300 yuan, my brother gave her 200 yuan, and she gave her 400 yuan for her father's birthday there. Mother said don't treat her badly.
Mother always has a kind of sympathy. I am in favor of sympathy for her little sister, but I don't like her brother's pet very much.
My mother always says I don't want living expenses, but I always spend them when I can eat enough and don't have enough money to do something. Therefore, I mail or give some money to my parents every year. My parents want to give it back to us. I have always insisted on not telling them that our life is ok. Parents always save money and give it to their younger brother at one time.
Brother, actually, in the countryside, the income should be good. In the first few years of marriage, it was more than 600 yuan a month, while at that time it was less than 100. Later, when I got a few hundred dollars, he was almost 1000. Later, my salary was high, and his income was low, but anyway, there are still hundreds of dollars a month, and with other income, life is not bad. Family affairs and human relations are all left by parents. In rural areas, the most expensive thing is actually personal relationship. However, my brother always borrows money from his father for some reason. Said it was borrowed, but naturally it was not returned. Since ancient times, sons in rural areas have borrowed from Laozi, but they have borrowed and never returned. Of course, if I borrowed my son, I couldn't pay it back.
That year, my parents gave my brother tens of thousands, no matter what he did. The year before last, my brother said that the house was not feng shui, and my father had to spend more than 20 thousand to rebuild it. Seeing that his father was penniless, his husband quickly sent thousands to his parents at home, and his parents got the money and gave it to his younger brother. That's all. Last month, I heard from my aunt that my parents gave my brother 10000 yuan for partnership.
Well, there's nothing I can do about them.
When I got home, my husband took out 1000 yuan and asked me to take it home to my parents. I was angry when I heard that my mother gave me that money again. So when my mother said she didn't want my money, I didn't force it. Give me less.
Maybe mom really had no money, so she took 800.
My brother and sister-in-law are basically not at home, and everything at home is taken care of by my parents: there are still some annoying things in the farmland and vegetable fields at home. I said to my parents: come out, come to me or go to miss sister. Little sister's child is still young, I hope parents can take care of her.
Father pushed the decision to mother, and mother said, Your brother and sister-in-law are not at home. If we go out again, this home will be empty. We still can't leave. We must help him take care of this family.
I said: money is inexhaustible, so why bother to work so hard.
Mom said: I don't want to make money either. When you can do it, it's uncomfortable not to do it. If you don't do it, buy everything. I go to your place, and it costs money to eat ready-made food. Save a little if you can.
I said, since my brother has made money, what's wrong with letting him buy it with money?
Mother still can't hold on, and she still has to protect that family.
It's not that my mother doesn't care about me, nor that I don't care about my little sister. I remember when I quarreled with my husband, my mother was very anxious. My little sister, who was eight months pregnant, came to see me from another city to see how we were doing. During the time when my mother knew about our quarrel, my father said that my mother was worried every day, had nightmares every night and always cried in her dreams. Father asked us to call home or write a letter every month or half a month to reassure the family. Although I am lazy, I always forget my mother when I am happy, and I deliberately don't bother my parents when I am sad. Therefore, there is always less news. Since then, my parents have had to install a telephone at home quickly and call from time to time to ask if everything is all right.
Parents' partiality to little sister is actually worse. I remember that during the Chinese New Year, my sister gave her parents some money, saying that she was filial to her parents. When she went out, her parents gave her little sister a red envelope, three times as much as her little sister gave her parents. My mother was afraid that I was unbalanced, so she asked me if I was okay first. Of course I don't care. The money isn't mine anyway. I told my parents that no matter what, you should keep some money around for your own use. Mom said: we don't have to worry about you, and XXX borrowed some money from me and hasn't paid it back yet. If they do, we will be rich.
Parents always do. When children were young, they were brought up with hardships, and they were reluctant to eat an egg. They leave it to their parents and children, or sell it for money. Now that children are older, they are still worried about having fewer children and even paying for grandchildren.
The financial power of the family is entirely in the hands of the mother. How to spend money may be the mother's decision or the result of parents' consultation.
Mother herself is reluctant to buy some supplements, and a pack of American ginseng for dozens of dollars is also reluctant to eat, and she still keeps it for her sister and sister-in-law. However, the hard-earned money is always so easy to give away: some are given to sons, some to daughters, and some are said to have been lent to brothers and sisters.
However, borrowing is borrowing. When will it be returned? Maybe, I borrowed it, and my parents never expected others to pay it back?
I always want to harden my mother's heart and persuade her to buy something to eat. However, my lobbying never seems to work. Wasted a lot of words, but also wasted a lot of long-distance telephone charges. Yesterday was the last time I lobbied with all my heart: I don't care about them anymore.
Alas, this is my mother, my parents.
But how much love an inch of grass has is three times!
-Meng Jiao
It rains almost every day in the south during the Spring Festival this year. I haven't seen the sun for more than a month, and even the New Year seems to be shrouded in a depressing atmosphere, and people's mood is as gloomy as the sky.
A few years ago, my mother accidentally fell and hurt her waist. Although she stayed in the hospital for more than a month, she managed to control the injury, but later she fell ill with back pain on rainy days. That rainy weather, my mother spent in this kind of pain.
Go home for the Spring Festival on February 3rd. When I came back, my mother felt unspeakable joy, and the pain in her waist seemed to have eased a lot. In those days, my mother was busy with everything for the New Year. The rainy weather and physical illness didn't seem to affect her mood for the holiday at all. Seeing my mother's cheerful and busy appearance, my heart, which was pulled tightly because I was worried about her health, cheered with her busy figure.
The New Year's Day, which I have been looking forward to all year, has finally arrived.
My mother got up early in the morning on New Year's Eve to get busy. Because the New Year's Eve dinner in my hometown is always at noon, my mother gets up early every year on this day, so that the whole family can have that happy New Year's Eve dinner early.
After a busy morning, my mother finally cooked a sumptuous dinner. My sister and his wife didn't go back to their hometown because they were on duty during the Spring Festival, and my mother also asked them to come over for the Spring Festival. The family got together and the New Year's Eve dinner was very lively. My mother seems to be beaming at this rare scene of family reunion, and I can't say how pleased I am to see her happy appearance.
The light rain did not slow down the festive atmosphere. For several days, my mother was so happy and busy, and because I left for a year, I was very busy visiting relatives and friends in those days. I didn't realize my mother's busy and hard work at all, and I didn't think of sharing anything for my mother.
Finally, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, my mother didn't get up early as usual. Instead of her being busy in the kitchen, her father, who seldom goes into the kitchen. Lying in bed, I heard my father's voice from the kitchen, and my heart was pulled tightly.
I hurried to my mother's bed, and my mother couldn't get up with a backache. I was so nervous that I wanted to call my mother and take her to the hospital, but she didn't agree. She said it was unlucky to go to the hospital during the holidays, and even if she went to the hospital, she wouldn't get well at once. With my mother's persistent insistence, I gave up the idea of sending my mother to the hospital, so I had to call my classmate who worked in the hospital and ask him to bring some doctors to visit my home.
After several days of careful treatment by the doctor, my mother's condition seems to have improved, and our gloomy faces have cleared up with the weather outside.
One afternoon, I was invited out to dinner by my classmates, and only my parents were at home. Dad wants to eat noodles in the evening for convenience, and mom wants to eat jiaozi wrapped in taro because of her appetite. My mother's "special" requirements really keep my clumsy father busy. When I came back from dinner outside, my father put those badly wrapped jiaozi into the pot. At this time, it's almost eight o'clock in the evening.
The days passed quietly in the figure of doctors coming in and out. A week later, my mother was able to get out of bed and walk around. At this time, my anxiety was relaxed, and my mother was busy for a large family.
It's the Lantern Festival in a blink of an eye, and my holiday is over. Early that morning, my mother got up early to pack my things. She bought me more than a dozen bags of glutinous rice balls and jiaozi from the supermarket for me to take with me. From time to time, she told me to stay up less and do some odds and ends.
Because of my work, I seldom spend the Lantern Festival at home, but this year, I can only have breakfast at home and have to hurry. At dinner, my mother cooked a big bowl of glutinous rice balls and ate them with my father. My parents don't like sweets. In addition to entertaining guests at home, my parents hardly touch sweets. It seems that I rarely see my parents eat sweets like jiaozi. Holding dumplings, listening to my mother's nagging voice, my eyes can't help but swell up. ...
Now, I have been away from home for nearly a month. In spring in the south, it rains continuously, and there are almost no sunny days in the last month. Whenever I see this gloomy weather outside, my heart will be gloomy, my heart will be filled with infinite concern for my mother, and my mother's phone to keep me warm and add clothes will keep ringing with the arrival of rainy weather.
The rare sun finally appeared. Today is a rare fine weather. The warm sunshine shines on me, giving people a warm feeling. Bathed in this warm sunshine, my body and mind feel indescribable comfort.
Really a little homesick, tomorrow, let a happy heart go home with a cheerful body!