When I got home from work, I took out the red booklet with the party emblem that I had carefully carried in my pocket.

Party Constitution! My mother looked at me with a smug look in surprise.

Hey, hey, I jumped high with joy.

Mom, today the manager has come to me for a formal conversation, and he wants to develop me to join the party! I said happily with a smile on my face.

Okay, okay, we don't have party members yet. The old girl is excellent. Mom said proudly.

The manager asked me to study the party constitution well, have a preliminary understanding of the party, and then write an application for joining the party and give it to her. He also brought me stationery and put it in class.

I will study hard tonight, and try to write out the draft application for joining the party tomorrow night, copy it on stationery the day after tomorrow, and then hand it in.

Good, good! Mom nodded and smiled at me kindly.

Nothing was said all night. The next morning, I went to work with the party constitution in my hand, and continued to study in my spare time. I have a preliminary understanding of the party's establishment, growth, and strengthening.

When I returned home in the evening, I was excited to pick up the pen and write, and I was able to do it overnight. I resolutely support the party's leadership, and I actively apply to join the Communist Party of China.

At night, when the lights went out and my family snored loudly, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep for a long time. After tossing and turning for a long time, I felt that I had just fallen asleep in a daze, and it was dawn.

I got up to cook, packed up, and I came to class early. After doing the morning cleaning work, I sat behind my desk and began to carefully copy the party application on the brand-new stationery one by one.

In the morning, with an excited heart, I solemnly handed over the application for joining the party with three articles of letterhead to Sister Dong. Looking at her expectantly.

Well, yes, pretty well written. This application for membership organization took over and kept it.

If you continue to study the party constitution this month, you will also have to submit an ideological report, and you must not have less than one copy this month. The organization will follow up the assessment, when the time is ripe, it will develop you to become an activist outside the party, and then it is to develop you to become a probationary party member.

This letter is for you to use when writing a thought report. The ideological report mainly writes about your personal understanding of the party, what the party members around you have learned and thought, and how you ask for progress.

Xiaoqian, continue to work hard, there are many young people with potential. Leaders and colleagues are optimistic about you.

Okay, okay. Thank you! I bowed deeply and took the letter. Happily returned to work. Full of power.

The days flew by quickly, and half a year had passed. Mom's health is deteriorating, and the old problem of coughing and asthma is getting worse than every year. I just stayed in the hospital for a month a year ago, and after seeing well, I was discharged from the hospital and went home for the Spring Festival.

In the past few days, with the cold weather outside, my mother's illness has become more and more serious. Not only did the feet and legs swell as always, but the stomach was also swollen all the time, and there were obvious symptoms of hepatic ascites. I can't lie down at night, so I can only sleep in a supine position. The oxygen cylinders that are commonly used every year have been replaced one after another. My brother, who is an internist, listens to my mother every day, and his brows are furrowed all the time.

My father and my brothers discussed that they should not go to the hospital. Mom disagreed, and said that it was the fifteenth day of the first month. It takes fifteen to complete a full year. My mother didn't like the depression in the hospital ward, and she often had to experience the discomfort of seeing off her patients.

The days are sad, and every day passes. Finally, it came to the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. At nine o'clock, my father and brother laid out the mattress on the tricycle and put the quilt away. I helped my mother, who was dressed in a thick cotton coat, and walked a few steps to rest and slowly walked out of the room. I hadn't taken a few steps when my mother suddenly stopped, and I thought she was going to rest for a while. But her body suddenly fell straight and fell backwards heavily.

Mother! I screamed and shouted. I couldn't hold my mother's body at all.

My father and brother, who were waiting in the car, rushed over to help me. The eldest brother hugged his mother in the back, and the father supported his mother's arm on the other side. The second brother nervously observed his mother's complexion. The mother had fallen into a coma.

Quick, back to the house. The eldest brother picked up my mother, the second brother helped, and quickly put my mother on the kang, and my father and I hurriedly moved the oxygen cylinder that had just been put on the tricycle back to the house. Give the mother oxygen.

The second brother kept kneading his mother's middle and commanded the eldest brother to knead the tiger's mouth acupuncture points. The mother finally opened her eyes slowly and recovered.

What's wrong with me? Mother asked weakly.

It's okay, it's just that the air outside is too cold, the wind chokes, and it doesn't come up in a breath.

The second brother winked at us and coaxed his mother.