Chapter 53: What is filial piety?

In fact, there are many adventures in people's lives, and everyone's adventures are basically very different, but you don't pay attention to it, and you think your adventures are ordinary.

Meeting the white-bearded old tree fairy is an adventure for me, meeting Bai Jiantian, Huang Tianlu is also an adventure, even if I meet Wang Ming, it is also an adventure. In fact, I have had many adventures, but even I have forgotten them.

After saying goodbye to the tree fairy, I went home, I still have important things to do when I go back, last time I fought for Lin Wenhai and the yellow skin of the long shirt, and that one basically wiped out all my inventory, and the inventory is the charm I painted.

When I got home, I started to draw symbols, I want to buy time, I will have a better chance of winning with one more symbol, for myself and the villagers of the village, I almost always keep my hands on the brush except for eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, and even sleep and dream are drawing symbols.

After saying goodbye to the tree fairy, I came back and found a red cloth two fingers wide, and wrote my wishes, in fact, I didn't have much hope for the white-bearded old man, and I sincerely wrote down my wish to meet Liu Siting in the spirit of the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Speaking of "rolling pin" and a joke, in the countryside, there are many mice, once my mother came to my room, when a sad mouse just passed by, my mother gave full play to the strength of rural women, casually operated a "weapon" smashed over, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be the "rolling pin".

The next thing I saw was enough to make me vomit half a pound of blood, only to see the "rolling pin" smashed firmly on the mouse, but it failed to kill the mouse. When my mother saw this, she shook her head and walked towards the "rolling pin", picked up the "rolling pin" and walked to the kitchen.

When I took back the "rolling pin" and stroked it carefully in my hand, my heart was constantly drumming, always thinking that this "rolling pin" was an ordinary rolling pin, so when I encountered that catastrophe, I felt that the probability of me hitting the street would be as high as 900%. But this thing looks so powerful, it's a pity to lose it.

I drew a lot of symbols every day, and I drew a lot of all kinds of symbols, until a few days before the Spring Festival, when a person died in our village, and it was normal for a person to die, but the way of death was not normal, and he was starved to death.

My grandmother told me that there was an old man in the village, a woman, whose husband died at a very early age, and she had a child who was eight years old at the time. In the past, people were not easy to accept remarriage, the grandmother with an eight-year-old child survived for more than 20 years, the previous people did not have male labor, a woman raised a child alone, that kind of suffering is not something we modern people can imagine, it is simply beyond words.

originally thought that when the child grew up, she wouldn't need to work so hard, but with this thought, she was able to persevere for more than 20 years. Sure enough, her children are very filial, and they always let the old man eat first when they have food, and the old man is always reluctant to eat. But the days like this were short-lived.

The old man's child got married and gave birth to a boy, so he went out to work, and the old man's child died in another accident at the construction site. After the death of the old man's child was heard by his daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law left the six or seven months old child and returned to her parents' house overnight.

Although the old man who died of a work injury received the due compensation, the old man did not touch any of the money, because she understood that the money would be left to her grandson to study in the future, and she also understood that her children would do such a dangerous job because they were uneducated, and she would never let her grandson take that road again.

The old man picked up the hoe again for this idea, in order to raise her grandson, for an old man who was close to the sixtieth year, such hard work is no longer necessary for me.

But the old man always said to others: "It's okay to work hard now, and my grandson will be fine when he grows up." ”

It is with this idea that the old man can persevere. Another twenty years later, the old man's grandson went to college, and the old man finally took out the money that his children had exchanged for their lives.

However, the old man's grandson has a lot of expenses, and the money for the compensation is not enough at all, and it is spent in the first year, so the old man can only deduct it from between his teeth, borrow it from the villagers, and work harder by himself, so that he can barely provide for his grandson's tuition, but his grandson is not satisfied, and often asks the family for money, and even dares to scold the old man after he can't get the money.

Finally, the old man's grandson graduated from college, and the old man was old and couldn't make any money, and then the old man found out that he had raised a white-eyed wolf after so many years of hard work, and this white-eyed wolf was her grandson.

After graduating from college, the old man's grandson should have worked hard to earn money so that the old man could live a good life, but he didn't do it, not only did he not give the old man a penny, but he didn't even go home, the home that the old man had worked so hard to support.

The old man was already in his old age (80 or 90 years old), and he should have enjoyed his family at home, but the old man still had to make a living in the farmland.

The old man can no longer afford to repay the money that his grandson borrowed from the villagers when he was in college, and everyone in the village knows that no one has asked the old man for his condition, but he is very good to the old man, and if there is anything to eat, the family will give the old man a mouthful. But the old man was so angry that he couldn't raise his head in front of the villagers.

Finally, the old man fell ill, and the old man was embarrassed to trouble the villagers, and lay alone in bed and starved to death. By the time the villagers went to see it again, the old man had stiffened.

After the old man died, her grandson still did not come back, the villagers paid out of their own pockets to bury the old man hastily, at that time we had not implemented the cremation system in the countryside, so the villagers bought a coffin for the old man and stood on the wasteland of the back mountain, without erecting a monument, let alone asking the gentleman to see the feng shui, let alone choosing a day.

When my grandmother told me this, I fell into deep thought, the old man's grandson has a university diploma and is educated, but does he have a minimum of morality, a minimum of conscience, and a minimum of personality? No need to ask, he didn't. A person who has no morality, no conscience, and no personality I don't think he has the slightest meaning in living in the world.

I have a little impression of the old man, her image in my mind is always the back of the labor, when I went to study in the morning when the old man was already working in the field, at night when it was dark to see the old man come back.

Sometimes I keep thinking about what filial piety is. Some people will say that their children are filial when they have a steamed bun to eat, and some people buy a house and a car for their parents, but their parents still feel that their children are not filial. Why is that?

I have never been a parent, I can't comment on this issue, I just want to say that when you feel that your child is very filial, no matter what your child gives you, at least he gives you happiness, you are a happy person.

And those who think that their children are not filial, no matter what you want your children to give you, he will always give you happiness. If you want to be a happy person, then lower your requirements for your children.

In fact, I don't say this to say how unfilial I am, how much I want to escape from my parents' requirements for children, I just want the old people in the world to live a peaceful old age, only by learning to be content, will there be having.

There is also happiness is not a special line when a man proposes to a woman, the elderly are also suitable for use, please friends can try to meet the needs of the elderly, remember that there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

The departure of the old man did not affect the atmosphere of the New Year, the New Year's worship, the red envelope is still received, but I found that my red envelope is much less than before, this is the sadness of growing up. Anyway, I must have said what many of my classmates wanted, right?