In my sleep, I only heard my mother say loudly, "Your father is gone." I woke up in a daze, asked my mother to call my father, and asked where my father was, but my mother was angry and didn't call.

I rubbed my eyes, reached for my phone on the table next to the bed, and called my father. The father accompanied his brother and slept on the big truck driven by his brother.

This afternoon, my mother and brother quarreled, my brother sold fruit into more than 30 boxes of oranges, just came in the two days did not let out of the stall, and it rained, so these days the oranges have rotted a lot, my mother and father and I went to help sort the oranges when they were empty, so that they could be sold together, rotten and rotten together.

The reason for today's quarrel is that my brother slept until 10 o'clock in the morning, ate lunch, went to gamble in the afternoon, and in the afternoon my parents and I were picking oranges there, but my brother was not there, and my mother was very angry, so I went with my father to find it, and scolded my brother back at the gambling table.

Mother's temper is not good, the two of them are so noisy, my brother asked my mother to leave his place where he sells fruits, my mother said to let my brother pay back, the two have been arguing there, it is estimated that my father saw that my brother did not go home to sleep at night and went to see, not long after the call, my father came back, I thought my father came back to sleep, but I waited for a long time, and I did not hear the sound of my father entering my mother's room.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't feel at ease, so I got up and went to see what my father was doing? My father was getting dressed, and the current climate was still very cold at night, especially now that it was still raining outside, and it was even colder.

I wanted my father to sleep at home, but my father didn't listen and told me to go to sleep and let me leave it alone. My father's temper is strong, and I can't screw him, so I let him go.

I thought he might have to go to his brother's. I was a little unwell tonight, so I went to bed after eating, because I always had a hard time sleeping, so I listened to songs for about half an hour before going to bed.

I thought I would be able to sleep until tomorrow morning, but who knew that I would come out like this. Now I wake up, but I can't sleep at all.

After a while, my father came back, thinking that maybe my brother brought my father back, I didn't get up, my mother was angry with my father's series of behaviors, but I was also a little worried about my father, and I never heard my father's footsteps going to my mother's room, and my mother called me and asked, has my father been sitting in the living room?

I didn't feel at ease, so I got up again to see that my father was sleeping in my brother's bed, and when I saw this, I didn't say much to my father, turned off the light in his room, went to my mother's room, and told my mother that my father was asleep, and then went to my room and went to bed.

I've been tossing from 40 minutes this morning to 31 minutes now, more than an hour has passed, I really don't understand what to make trouble again?

Everything my brother has now is his own choice, and he has no responsibility so he wants the whole family to suffer together?

I agree with my mother's behavior, my brother just wasn't forced to the end, but when he was forced to the end, he wouldn't gamble every day and ignore the family.

My father always blindly accommodated my brother, and when I was young, my father protected my father as soon as my mother said it badly, and I still am.

It's okay for my brother to take the right path, but now that he is getting more and more crooked, his father still blindly accommodates him. I didn't dare to say anything heavier to my brother, my mother and brother quarreled, and my father always persuaded my mother.

My brother has the responsibility of a father at this point. If it weren't for his father's blind accommodation, would he be so lawless now?

I don't sympathize with him, and sometimes I want to stab him with a knife, if I can't beat him, I can beat him to relieve my anger.

This farce in the early hours of this morning is finally over. And I still have a hard time sleeping, although I am really sleepy now, but I just can't sleep.

I think I should really go to the hospital and ask the doctor to prescribe some sleeping pills for me, since I went home for the Chinese New Year until now, I haven't had a few days of stable days, the atmosphere at home, even the air is so depressing, I feel like I'm about to suffocate, and now my head hurts, I'm going to put down my phone quickly, I hope I can sleep a solid night before dawn.