For the sake of my stepfather's love for me, I sold the house and ran away from home

I was working on a document in the office when I suddenly got a call from the traffic police saying that my stepfather was in a car accident. I quickly asked Sister Li in the office to help me handle the work at hand, and then rushed to the accident site.

Along the way, my heart was racing, and I wanted to get to the scene quickly, but I was afraid to arrive at the scene. If my stepfather had something three long and two short, then I would have no dependence in this world.

I kept urging the taxi master to hurry up. When I was about to get to the scene of the accident, I was still in the car, and I saw a group of people in the distance, and there was an ambulance next to it. I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart. When I squeezed in front of my stepfather, I saw that the battery car he was riding had been knocked out of shape, and he collapsed on the ground, and people in the hospital said that the stepfather's leg had been broken.

The female driver who caused the accident was trembling with fright.

Fortunately, the female driver still has a conscience, cooperate with the insurance company to settle the claim, and the stepfather's medical expenses are not used much. But he was in the hospital for two months, but it made me tired enough that if I hired all the nurses, I would have little money left. So I had to take advantage of my lunch break and after work to take care of him. In order not to let me have trouble, my stepfather also drank water after work, saving me the trouble of going to the toilet.

It's finally time to be discharged. But he still has to rest at home for several months, and he also has to be active at any time, otherwise the follow-up will affect his walking. Now I was sad. I had no income to take care of his family, and just when I was frowning, I didn't expect my mother to come.

I accepted her arrival both unexpectedly and silently. However, I can't help but wonder about her situation outside for more than 20 years, and in all these years, she has been alone? Or with someone else? I heard from a neighbor that my mother liked to sing when she was young, and when she came to the drama team, my mother ran away with others. And she married my father because of her ex-husband, my own father fell ill and died, and took me with her, so she found a poor stepfather. After my mother ran, the neighbors of the good deed provoked my grandmother to force my stepfather to send me back to my grandmother's house, but my aunt did not agree, and my stepfather was reluctant to let me go. My stepfather actually kept me by his side for the sake of me not to marry again.

I remember when my mother ran with someone, I was 4 years old and vaguely still knew something. So I behaved very well in front of my stepfather, and my stepfather never scolded me.

My mother saw that my expression was complicated, and she cried bitterly at me and my stepfather, saying that she should not have abandoned our father and daughter in the first place, and now she knows that she is wrong, and she is living alone, just when my stepfather needs to be taken care of, let us give her a chance to make up for it.

What else can I say about her?

Although my mother still made me feel strange in front of me, I still tried to slowly accept her from my heart. Watching my stepfather's legs and feet move more and more freely, my heart is also slightly better, after all, my stepfather raised me by doing hard work, and I don't want him to live easily in his later years. The relationship with my mother eased up a lot, but I always felt awkward in my heart.

One morning, when I arrived at the company, I found that I had forgotten the information I had done working overtime at home the night before, so I folded it back and took it. But I saw my mom rummaging around the house. I stood behind her for a long time, and she didn't even notice me. Until she turned her head and saw that it was me, a very nervous look appeared on her face. I just kept staring at her like that, not expecting her eyes to become more and more weak.

Immediately, she pretended to calmly find a word: "Ping Ping, big morning, is there anything wrong with your return?" I didn't say anything more to her, but went to my room with the information and went outside, and looked at my stepfather, only to see him lying on the bed squinting his eyes. Then I went.

All afternoon, I wondered, what was my mother looking for? In the evening, while my mother was washing dishes in the kitchen, I told my stepfather about it, and my stepfather smiled faintly and said, "Pingping, you remember, the money that my father saved for you is in the mezzanine of the clock at home." As for your mom, she'll turn it over. ”

I haven't figured this out yet. But the stepfather was screaming for a terrible stomachache. When I went to the hospital for a check-up, it turned out to be advanced stomach cancer, which was really doomed to find a bitter person.

And my mother knew that my stepfather had stomach cancer, so she changed the law to boil all kinds of porridge for her. Sometimes watching my stepfather die of cancer, I was really in tears, but there was nothing I could do. The stepfather's body grew weaker and weaker by the day, but he still insisted on the most conservative treatment. My mother pulled me aside one day and said, "Ask my stepfather where the money he used to earn was, take the money to the doctor, and be less guilty." "I also agree with my mother.

Ever since the last time my stepfather told me that his money was behind a clock, I had closed the door at night and opened the clock hanging on the wall to see that there was an ABC card.

I told my stepfather what I meant with my mother, and my stepfather said there was no need, and when the money was used, people would have to leave. People have no money, so why bother? At the end, the stepfather said again: "Pingping, the money I gave you can only be known by you, understand?" ”

Looking at my sallow-faced stepfather, I nodded heavily. And my mother, still forcing me to ask my stepfather about the whereabouts of the money, said that if my stepfather didn't work one day, he didn't even know where the money was, and I would have to get married and start a family in the future, and there were still more places where I needed money.

I was dissatisfied and went back: "It is not easy for my father to raise me, he is a coolie, where does the rest of the money come from?" Instead, you said that you came back to compensate us, and how much money did you give me to use? "My mom was dumbfounded by me.

My stepfather passed away the day after the winter solstice, and I finished his funeral with exhaustion, and I felt empty in my heart. After the guests left, there were only two people left in the house, me and my mother. Our awkward time together started again.

One day, I came home from work, pushed open the door, and saw a young man in his 20s sitting on the couch playing with his mobile phone, and his mouth was still making a call from time to time. Just when I was wondering, my mother came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Pingping, come back, my meal has just been prepared, this is your brother Duoduo, he will live with us after that." ”

I didn't turn a corner at once, didn't my mother say that she was living alone? How come now there is another brother, my mother saw my doubts. He said: "I was living alone before, and I and Duoduo's father had been living without proof, before Duoduo followed his father, and now his father also died of cancer." He only came to me. ”

I looked at this brother who was half related to me, and I couldn't feel good in my heart. Look at his appearance, it is a trick doll. Sure enough, every day when I went to work, he was still asleep, and when I came home from work, he was either playing a game or coming home in the middle of the night.

My mother found a cleaning job nearby, and all the hard money she earned was scraped by my brother. The living expenses at home are basically my support. I had a harder life than with my stepfather, and I was tired and tired.

At night, in the dead of night, I lay in bed and couldn't sleep. I remembered my stepfather's kindness to me, and I remembered what my mother said to me: "You are a daughter's family, and you have a degree, and you can find a good family at will in the future." And your brother has no culture, and no house, you as a sister, always have to help, or do you want to give your house to your brother for marriage? After all, we are people whose blood is thicker than water, and our own people always have to help our own people. I looked at my mom and looked at me flatteringly, disgusting in my heart that I couldn't say.

I started going to the real estate agent and asking them to hang my house for sale, and at the same time I hung up the suite that my stepfather bought for me with his hard-earned money. When my mother and brother were not at home, they sold the house.

Of course, at the same time, I also changed jobs and changed cities. In the days to come, I just need to take the love my stepfather gave me, give me money, and live well.