My dear child

I will retire in two years, halfway through my life, and if I think about it, there are six things that are related to my son. First of all, the two happiest things: The first thing is that when I left work at three o'clock in the morning, I saw the note left by my sister on the table at home, "Little Qingjie gave birth to a son, eight pounds, mother and child are safe", I swept away the fatigue of the night shift, although it was cold winter, it was not so cold, the night was still so quiet, I only felt that my heart was beating wildly, let the cold wind blow in my ears, the steps were particularly brisk, came to the hospital, saw the child's red face, dark hair, chubby, closed eyes lying next to his mother sleeping, the earlobe was big like a peanut rice, So cute, I'm so happy. The second happy thing is that when my son told me that when he passed the college entrance examination score line, I was ecstatic in my heart again, and finally survived the cold window of ten years, and I couldn't wait to tell this good news to my good friends and let them share my joy...

Let's talk about the two things that I am most worried about: First, when my son started school in the first year of junior high school, his English could not keep up, and he did not pay attention when he was in elementary school. We thought that junior high school English started from the very beginning, but who knows, it is connected to primary school. Please ask the teacher to make up the class, the teacher does not make up, said to make up to the outside to find their own cram class to make up, I have never bothered, this time can feel the worry, worried that the child in case of giving up this course can be finished, then after the college entrance examination to pull a lot of points, and then went outside the cram school to make up for more than a month, fortunately, the role is very large, finally keep up, ah! I was relieved. Second, after the university notice was obtained, I wanted to give him a small operation on his nose during the period before the start of the school, who knew that this was done, so that people could once again experience how to worry about it. Others have been discharged from the hospital for a week after that operation, we have not been discharged from the hospital for more than two weeks, and the wound has not been good, and the fever has been, every day I have to rinse my nose with medicated water, to see the child's uncomfortable appearance, I have been crying outside the room many times, I see that the school is about to start, the condition has not improved, even the promotion banquet held for the child, the child has not participated, and cannot come in the hospital. I never believed in God, and that's when I started praying that my child would recover soon! The opening day of the school is approaching day by day, the condition has not completely improved, there is no way, in the first two days of the start of the school forced to discharge. I got home and wasn't in the mood. At this time, the child's aunt said to go to another hospital to see a doctor, the doctor had seen the niece before, I had to try, the doctor prescribed a week of medicine, I bought two more weeks. Coincidentally, I don't know whether the former hospital treated almost or later this doctor's medicine worked, that night there was an improvement, the next day continued to take medicine, and then got better, and finally on the third day we took the train to Chengdu on time, and continued to consolidate for two weeks, completely recovered, maybe God has eyes, thank you doctor, thank you...

Finally, talk about the two most guilty things: when the child was about six or seven years old, one night, I played until almost ten o'clock before coming back, the children all went home to rest, walked downstairs, the son saw me, ran over and shouted me a "daddy", the look seemed to be a little embarrassed, afraid that I would blame him, I suddenly felt sorry for the child, other people's children went back, he was timid, the stairs were dark, a person did not dare to go upstairs to go home, I thought he was with grandma, so play so late to come back, this shout, My tears flowed out, the child was still afraid that I would blame him, in fact, it was I who should be blamed, did not accompany him well, made him insecure, silently waited for me to return under the street lamp, quickly held the child home, and did not see the child's eyes again. The child is already working and the marriage license has been obtained. I couldn't be happier, because when other people's children got married, they could live in a new house, but my children didn't have a new house. Because of my wrong investment and having the wrong mother, we failed to prepare a new house for my children... This is the last guilt. May the children be healthy and happy! It can only be such a blessing, my dear child...