That Era (5)
In a blink of an eye, it can no longer be called young, and in the age at the beginning of the word, the years are even more like a shuttle.
The years and months of wandering outside were confused when she counted them with both hands for a while, and the freedom, joy, material gains, and spiritual supplements made her feel joyful.
This is not enough, the fact that a woman has reached the age of marriage and childbirth but is still alone, this fact makes her father, whom she once admired and proud, sit in the hall, beating his chest with a sad face, and the sullen breath is still squeezed in her heart.
The quiet and restrained mother has not been sent to the hospital for rescue because of a sudden myocardial infarction, her eyes have been closed, and her heart is no longer beating.
The death of my mother was a huge disaster and source of pain for the family.
In this way, it also caused the father's growing temper.
Before her mother died, the eldest and second were already married, and the only brother also married a wife, and she was the only one who was still floating alone.
Now the father and brother who have a wife and children, the life that has changed dramatically has surprised her again, again.
Living in the only small western-style building in the village, I still go out to work every day, and I insist on changing that there are more people and fewer people.
Soon after, my father was in a car accident, and the man who had been mighty and indomitable was now disabled, his legs were gone, he was confined to bed all day, and he was completely unable to eat and drink on his own. The son brings food and water every day, and helps solve his father's excretion from time to time, although the room has two windows, it can't emit the strong smell of urine and feces.
The daughter-in-law took her daughter and quietly told her that she was not allowed to see her grandfather, saying that the room was very smelly, and if she went in, she would also stink.
The child also listened to his mother's words, and not only did so, but also told his granddaughter, who came to visit his grandfather: "Don't go in, it stinks inside." He pinched his nose as he spoke.
She looked at her daughter, winked at her sister, turned to look at her grandfather in the room waving to her, her face showing happiness, and then took a half-eaten biscuit and put it to her father's mouth.
At that moment, she shouldn't be laughing or crying.
The perseverance on his father's face has been smoothed out by the years, grinding into countless wrinkles, and now his father's life is walking on thin ice. No matter how poor the life is, my father has carried it over, not only that, but also created a lot of wealth for the family. Now there is everything that should be, and one after another people are falling.
Now that she has her own home, she is a little afraid to go back.
Every night, I wonder if I will suddenly receive a call from my father tomorrow that he has died.
Sure enough, my father was gone after all.
She was not as heartbroken as her mother died, but she felt relieved for her father, and she no longer had to live a life of looking at other people's faces and begging in a low voice.
The sister-in-law was very disgusted with letting her father live at home, and she had to take her daughter back to her parents' house several times, and the elder brother took care of her father while under the pressure of his wife, and lost his temper from time to time, and then continued to live a unchanged life as if nothing had happened......
Although they don't live together anymore, she knows it.