Father is a dutiful son. My father is a single biography and lived with my grandmother since childhood. I used to help people feed cows to grandma. When I was 28, I married my mother. At that time, my father was working outside the home, earning 27 yuan's salary. My mother is at home, working for the production team to earn work points, taking care of my grandmother and leading our two brothers. The woman's family is busy inside and outside, and it is inevitable that there will be complaints. There will always be noise at home, and even two old wives and daughters-in-law will fight. We are still young and helpless in the face of the "war" at home. As soon as my father came back, my grandmother complained, and then my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law each said their own reasons, louder and louder, and finally a "war" broke out between my father and mother. This kind of war, I don't know how many times, my father decided to give up his job and come back to share joys and sorrows. His decision completely changed the fate of this family. Later, we imagined more than once what our life would be like if my father didn't come back to be a farmer.
After all, my father is back. When he comes back, he can be filial to his mother, lighten her burden and stand up when some of our brothers are bullied. But my father was unwilling, and a promising young man returned to the countryside like this! Therefore, my father has been very worried about my mother, and if I am not careful, it will lead to war. It is conceivable that the war in my family did not stop because of my father's return, but it intensified. No one can mediate, I said in my heart: study hard and leave this home in the future!
I did leave home, but I was always worried about home.
1974 father's filial piety to his grandmother until her death. On the night when my grandmother was buried, I helped my brothers drink at home. I watched my father cry and leaned wearily behind the door of the main room. My heart is tightly closed, like an elastic band that is about to break.
A group of people came to the cemetery. My father worked hard all his life and didn't know where he was buried. He didn't go into the ancestral grave. To be exact, there is no clearing in the ancestral grave, and houses have been built around him. We had to find him a piece of dry land in the southeast of the village, shovel off two points of green corn and bury his father's coffin.
"Dad, we built you a big house!" Tears blurred my eyes when the full load of soil was removed.
My father is hardworking and kind, and loves the villagers. My father, who returned to the countryside, drove cattle and worked as a village accountant and production captain. I can't bear to be idle when driving animals to carry firewood and burn bricks in the village. I either carry a piece of wood or pick a load of dry firewood at a time. At that time, there was never a shortage of firewood at home. Which one really didn't burn', dad sent some to others. Be the captain of accounting and production, think for the masses everywhere, and lead everyone to share grain and dividends for production. Build a big ditch in Dongshan and pick up cabbage for support. 1982 implements the family production quotas, and the father and village leaders meet together to study the distribution plan, divide the fields together and solve the disputes among the masses. In the last few years of his life, he often helped the villagers to work, dumped feces, picked beans or cultivated land. In exchange for two full meals plus 15 yuan. In the eyes of outsiders, my father has always had a good temper and is a good young man.
Father loves us as silently as the spring rain. He never scolds us, but he loves us very much. I was bullied by my classmates when I was a child. My father was very angry when he learned about it. He came to school, blocked the two students in the bamboo bushes and taught them a lesson. Father is our protector! Father attaches great importance to our education, and our four brothers have received formal education to varying degrees. I am the first college student in our school; Because of gambling addiction, fourth brother achieved nothing at the age of 26. Father was in a hurry, so he borrowed money to learn security until the fourth brother set foot on a trip to Kunming. Others are proud of money, and my father is proud of giving up a college student.
I feel deeply guilty that an industrious father was finally killed by illness. We in the "Four donkey kong" were all defeated in the end.
My father was lonely in his later years. My mother doesn't understand him. Although he lives in the same yard as my mother, he cooks and eats separately. For decades, he has the name of husband and wife, but he is not husband and wife. After his father died, he left a transistor radio, a pile of old batteries and a dozen miscellaneous books. -Father relies on these to get rid of loneliness and helplessness in his later years, and at the same time resist the ravages of diseases.
Father, the leaders of the whole village, relatives and friends all built houses for you. Don't worry, let's go! Perhaps, you have got rid of the suffering in the world and turned to the gate of bliss.
Oh, father, I shaved your beard after you lost your temper. I know, you like neatness. But my mother said I would make mistakes. I think I have made fewer mistakes in my life. Let me make a mistake for you!
Father, the wreath is on one side of the grave. I light three sticks of incense for you, put my hands together and pray sincerely: May the dark and kind mother earth leave my father's soul in heaven forever! Give him the blessing he has never enjoyed in the world, and give it to him in the underworld!