Mom and Dad are already victims of this conspiracy, and their children are not spared, Xu Wei jumped out of this cage in her own way, but since someone escaped, someone must bear it, so Xu Wei's sister is the one who bears it.

"Is Xu Wei's sister so willing to sacrifice the family, is she willing to give up her own life for this chain of interests?" I'm curious, because I don't know what kind of person Xu Wei's sister is.

"What if you are willing or not, someone always has to bear it, my sister is a sensible child, she knows that someone must pick up this burden. Their mother left us at that time, and she had a fate that she couldn't escape, and so did her own children, and my wife actually hated this family. She left us, her two children, and all the people who bound her, and became a monk. Xu Wei gradually began to change at that time, she didn't speak, she didn't make trouble, everyone didn't like her, even her mother who loved her the most left home and didn't want her. Her naughtiness, her constant troublemaking was actually just trying to make us pay attention to her, and now that her mother is gone, she has no one to support her. ”

It turns out that a child keeps causing trouble and getting into trouble, just to let her family notice her, her nature is not bad, she just lacks love, she just wants everyone to notice that she actually exists, in fact, she also needs care, protection and love.

Xu Wei is actually the most pitiful one.

"Is Xu Wei's mother okay now, will Xu Wei go to see her?" Monk, Hongchen is just like this, it just adds to the troubles, it is better to see through, the green light ancient Buddha, and meditate until old age.

"What's good and what's bad, sometimes it's a blessing to see through. Xu Wei's mother decided that she was a monk, and no one persuaded her to come back, yes, this home is a cage, and it is too late for those who can go out to be happy, how can they turn back. Xu Wei begged her to come back at first, but she couldn't control anything because she had made up her mind. Xu Wei was given up by her own mother, she thought that there was nothing to be happy with, she would never get into trouble again, she would no longer rely on others, she studied hard, was admitted to an outside school, and left this home far away. She rarely went home when she was in college, and when she did, she just talked to her sister and left in a hurry. That's fine, as long as you leave this home, don't come back, the outside is your world, and the home is imprisoned. ”

It turns out that this is the case, Xu Wei never goes home because of this, I only know that I don't go home when I go to school because of my family, but I didn't expect that Xu Wei is the same as me.

Yes, sometimes home is a kind of confinement, a cage, and we can only see the outside world when we break free from this cage, but we don't know how much we miss for this freedom.

"What about Xu Wei's sister, how is she now?" My sister is great, she can sacrifice herself for her sister, she can willingly give up everything a girl should have for this family, love, dreams, fantasies, and freedom.

"My sister is very good and successful now, she is the pride of the elders, and her brilliance is better than that of me and her mother. There was nothing wrong with their choice, and this successor did not disappoint them. When he said it, he was smiling, but there were tears in his eyes.

Someone quits and someone has to take over, and there is no willingness or reluctance, because there is always someone to take over.

It's just that sometimes we can judge others, we can talk about others, we can make decisions for others, but we can't decide ourselves.

"It's useless to say so much." He suddenly laughed, wiped a handful of tears, and looked at me embarrassed, "Listen to me that these old stories are very boring, they are not worth mentioning." ”

"No, after listening to you, I realized that sometimes we can't just do what we want." This is true, I only learned at this time, we can easily hate a person, we can classify this person as unforgivable, but we don't know that in fact, everyone has a story, we don't know that there is actually another helplessness behind our hatred that can make people feel sympathetic.

"Actually, I shouldn't blame you," I continued, "everyone is thinking about themselves, so we can't see the suffering of others and the helplessness of others." We only see that life is unfair to ourselves, and we don't see that life doesn't know anyone at all, and there is no such thing as being fair to anyone and being unfair to whom. We're just feeling sorry for ourselves, we're just complaining. ”

Life doesn't know you at all, how can it be fair or unfair, what we complain about is just our own uneven heart.

My mom has always taught me not to hate, not to complain, to have a normal heart, to be able to love. She doesn't hate anyone, because it's not someone else's fault, it's not someone else who makes you choose this life and this kind of life, because everything, from beginning to end, is our own decision, and others are just involved in our life and our life.

"Xingzhu." He called me, and the words choked on his lips, and his old and gloomy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of moisture, and he was like a child who had been trapped and forgotten, and suddenly saw someone come to rescue him. "I've always felt guilty because I never saw your mother again, I went to my grandmother's house many times to find her, your grandmother said that she married far away so I don't want to come to find it again, and the neighbors also said that I don't know, I came back disappointed again and again, and then your grandmother and they moved, and I didn't even have the last news so I never found your mother again."

I don't know if my grandmother really hated this man, and even moved later, she was probably really sad.

"Xingzhu, you were there with your mother all those years, if I have any news about you, I will go to you for anything."

In those years, my mother and I stayed in many places, big cities, small county towns, coastal areas, as long as my mother was able to do the work, we settled there.

"We have been to many places, each place has a good memory, although life is hard, but we have always been happy, you don't have to feel guilty about this."

At this time, only saying these words made him feel relieved, and it was useless to pursue the past, and it only increased sadness.

He listened and didn't speak again, quietly thinking about something.

I looked at the sky outside, and we started talking after lunch, and now it was a little dark, and before I knew it, a few hours had passed.

Today is a day of progress in our relationship.

I looked at him, still sitting there without saying a word, he was really old, his back was lonely, wrinkles were looming, his temples were white, he was an old man who needed care and greetings. His demeanor makes people hate it, and he can't help but want to be comforted, just like a child who does something wrong and obediently stands in front of you to admit his mistakes, so that you can't help but be angry with him, and you can't help but forgive him.

"I've forgiven you, I don't want to be angry with you anymore, really." I went over and took his hand, his hand was already full of calluses, thick tendons, rough skin, the hand of an old man who had been weathered all his life.

After he listened to me, he looked at me, and a string of tears quietly fell.

I forgive you, really.