When I watched TV dramas with my family before, I said that the people who wrote this book are very powerful, first there are books with original books, and then adapted into TV series based on the original.
My second sister said that these are all things that happen around us, and the story comes from life. You see, we seven aunts and eight aunts of a big son of the thing written out, that is also a story, but also can make a TV series.
So I was thinking, in the future, I will write more about life and write more about the people around me. Later, when I retire, I also go to write novels haha.
Recently, I always think of an incident that happened to my family a long time ago, and I am afraid when I think about it now. There are some very specific things that I have asked my mother and sisters to think about, but the real emotions are in my own heart. Fortunately, I will always be grateful for the care of our family!
This incident must have happened in 2000, when I was almost 8 years old, in the third grade of elementary school.
In October of that year, the corn had just been harvested in the autumn, and it rained intermittently for more than 10 days, and every day was very wet and cold. One morning it began to rain lightly, and at 10 o'clock the rain stopped. When school was almost noon, a neighbor's family, who was about the same age as the school, came up to me and said: Your father fell out of the room, shed a lot of blood, and was taken to the hospital. I didn't believe it, and I thought he was lying to me about playing. The classmate next to him also followed the blind coaxing, and Wanwan's father fell downstairs and was sent to the hospital... I was immediately in a hurry.
At this time, an uncle came to me and said, "You go to your second sister, you go to your grandmother's house for dinner at noon, your family has gone to the hospital." Only then did I know that the boy had not lied. I was in the second grade, my second sister was in the fifth grade, we were in the same elementary school, and my brother hadn't been in school yet. So we found the second sister and went to my grandmother's house together. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I saw my grandmother sitting in the living room praying, and at that time, my grandmother believed in Christianity. When she saw us coming back, she cried and said, "I'm going to cook for you." My sister and I asked them what was going on, and the adults didn't want to tell us, but just said that because it was slippery on the stairs in the rain, my dad accidentally slid down, the ambulance was pulled to the hospital, and the people at home didn't know what was going on. At that time, the relatives of the family all returned, the eldest uncle, the uncle, the aunt and uncle all went to the hospital, and the two uncles also rushed back from Jiaozuo.
Later I learned the details a month later. It was wet in the rain, my dad accidentally stepped on the roof of the second floor and slid down the stairs, his head landed on the ground, my mom came out and immediately hugged my dad, when he called my dad he would not respond, the situation was very serious. My dad was in a coma in the hospital for more than 10 days before waking up. My second sister and I, my brother lived in my grandmother's house every day, I couldn't see my parents, we always asked my grandmother, how is my father, when will my mother come back. Grandma had tears in her eyes every time, saying that your father would be fine, and your mother would come back to see you soon.
The first time I saw my parents after the accident was when my father was almost two months in the hospital, he was taken to the hospital by an uncle. It was a weekend morning when I saw this uncle at the door of the house, he said he was going to see my dad, asked me if I was going, and I resolutely followed. I haven't seen my parents in almost two months, and I still remember the scene of seeing them.
When I went to the hospital and came to my father's hospital room, I saw that there were several uncles and aunts in the house who knew each other and did not know each other. When my mother saw me, I shouted "Mom", and my mother immediately burst into tears and wanted to cry and endured back. My mother is thin, also white, should not be able to eat, can not sleep, accompany my father not to go out to "cover" white, tired and thin. I can imagine how she spent these days in dad's coma, and how she spent these dozens of days in the hospital, she must have been crying every day, my mom was really great.
My mom: "Come, come here." I stared straight at my father, walking past without moving my eyes even though I took a step. My dad still had bandages around his head, and he was thinner, and his big double eyelids looked deeper and more pronounced.
My name is: "Dad."
My dad looked at me dumbfounded and didn't answer, and then he grinned at me.
But I find this smile both familiar and unfamiliar.
My mom asked my dad, "Who do you see this?" ”
My dad: "Who is this?" I don't know".
My mom: "Think again!" ”
My dad: "I don't know who this is..."
Five thunderbolts roared, and my heart was broken. My dad didn't even know me, and I wanted to ask him if he hurt... I held back the tears so that no one else could see it, and I didn't want my mother to see it, because it would only make her more sad.
The aunt said next to her, "This is your little girl, this is wanwan."
My dad repeated, "This is my girl, this is wanwan"...
I looked at Dad and walked over and took his hand, and I didn't speak again until I left the hospital.
After a while.
My mom asked my dad again, "Who is this?" ”
My dad: "You just told me, this is my girl, this is a gentle one."
Thankfully, Dad remembers me... Remember me... But I never thought that my father remembered me, and it was actually introduced by someone else...
Halfway through I ran to the corner of the hospital and secretly cried. Then wash and dry the tears and go back to the ward. When I was about to go back with my uncle who had brought me, my mother said to me: When you go back, you must listen to your grandmother's words, and you should take more care of your brother. I nodded, I was so talkative since I was a child, so fond of running and jumping, and I behaved unusually quietly that day.
My father lived in Jiyuan's hospital for more than 2 months, during which time, we lived in my grandmother's house; later my father transferred to Jiaozuo People's Hospital to live there for almost 2 months, my aunt came to our house to take care of our three brothers and sisters, the eldest sister was not at home at that time in junior high school, and usually came back on weekends. Suffering sees the truth. At that time, Dad spent a lot of money in the hospital, and the two uncles and relatives supported him. Neighbors brought us some food every three to five minutes, and my grandmother, aunt, uncle and uncle came to see us when they had nothing to do.
My dad was officially discharged from the hospital and came home, and it was almost the New Year. Fortunately, that year, our whole family spent the New Year together.
But in fact, Dad has not yet recovered. Walking on the road, Dad is one-third of the speed of ordinary people walking. He and I walked down the main street in the village, and people passing by would greet Dad warmly, "Okay?" Now the recovery can be ah! But turning his head, he would still hear the people around him talking: "Alas, XX is still not fully recovered!" I don't know if it will leave sequelae..."
Hearing everyone's words, although I know that everyone has such worries because they are concerned, my heart is resistant, my father will definitely recover, he will definitely be as healthy as before.
Sure enough, Dad is really recovering, and it took him nearly 2 years to return to such a normal state as he is now. But during this period, the hardest person was my mother. I have always felt that the existence of all "mothers" in the world is a miracle. There is a saying that God could not be everywhere, so He created the Mother. In our house, my mom was really great.
During Dad's illness, my mom took on the burden of taking care of the family and taking care of Dad to take care of us. Think about it, the four of us were all studying at that time, and it took a lot of money to go to school, plus dad's treatment also cost. If my dad really had an accident at that time, it would have been a fatal blow to my mom, but my mom resisted everything alone, and those days have passed. All four of us have graduated from college and are now working, and what they are looking forward to is that we all start a family as soon as possible, and we all work hard.
I thought about it at the beginning of the year, and today I have time to sit down and write. I think my parents used to be really hard, so I now take time to go out with them as much as possible when I'm not busy. Sometimes people grow up is a matter of an instant, sometimes I feel very sensible, but also because I grew up watching my parents work hard, growing up in such a loving family environment, I know how to work hard, the children of poor families have long been home! Sometimes I feel strong inside, maybe because I have experienced it. So sometimes I understand the actions of my friends around me, because we have not experienced the pain or pain of others, so we can't make comments.
At this point, let's talk about my dad. I have written about Lao Yan (my mother) before, and today I add Lao Liu.
Dad was a warm man. Usually you tell him things and he will remember it very clearly. For example, when he picks you up, he will definitely arrive on time half an hour in advance; when I was in my hometown, I said Dad, my car is a little dirty, and the next morning there will definitely be Old Liu washing my car at the door.
Dad was an "alcoholic." Old Liu generally does not like to talk, belongs to the typical old Yan can knock the roof over, people can still sit on Mount Tai. However, once Lao Liu drinks some wine, it is over, he can pull you for half a day without moving, he has to talk to you about this and that, and make up for what he usually did not say. Borrow wine to express your emotions and express your feelings. When Lao Liu drank too much, he would say to Lao Yan, "You have not enjoyed the blessing of following me, let you suffer..." This is the love for Lao Yan, the gratitude to Lao Yan; he will say to the four of us, "Daddy didn't make you rich and noble, Daddy has no ability... Daddy sorry for you" This is deep fatherly love, love for us, just want to give us the best.
Dad was a "child slave." It is not an exaggeration to say that Dad is a "child slave", it is really not exaggerated. Every time Dad thinks about his niece after drinking, "I'll wake up tomorrow and I'll drive to pick up the baby!" "However, among our four children, it should be that I have the best relationship with Lao Liu, because all three of them are in the field, and I am one by my side, so I usually contract most of my parents' dressing." I remember once I was on a business trip, my eldest sister and second sister were at home, and I asked me video when I would come back. I thought there was something going on.
Eldest sister: "Your father misses you."
Me: "Why did my dad suddenly think of me hahaha, my dad is drinking too much?" I laughed out loud.
Eldest sister: "Your father didn't drink, he just missed you!" ”
Me: "What the hell is going on?" ”
The eldest sister explained the reason.
Here's the thing —
My dad asked my eldest sister, "When will Xiaowan come back?" ”
Eldest sister: "I don't know, I guess it's tomorrow." ”
My dad: "Oh, then she'll come back tomorrow." ”
Eldest sister: "What's up, what's the matter?" ”
My dad: "Ang, nothing happened." It's that my pants are broken, and I'll see if she comes back and buys a new pair of pants."
Eldest sister: "Aunt Niang (Jiyuan sigh), Dad, I and Yaya (my second sister) are at home, we can also buy it for you!" ”
My dad: "Oh... I'm just asking..."
The eldest sister and the second sister were angry and wanted to laugh next to them, saying that they were also pro-girlfriends, and they could also buy pants for their father. Then I played the video directly and restored the whole process.
I myself am smiling, but more is happy, because my father always thinks of me, and because I usually spend more time with him, I will have more emotions and requirements.
Dad was a "photo freak." First of all, this proves once again that I am biological. Because I like to take pictures, not only like to shoot, but also like to be photographed, so I am where I go to shoot. My dad loves to take pictures more than I do. Recreate the picture of my dad every time he wants us to take pictures of him, but he is embarrassed.
Me: "Dad, you stand next to that waterfall, don't move, I'll take a picture of you."
My dad: "What's the shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot." ”
Me: "You stand still and don't move, this angle is very good." ”
My dad said, "No, I don't shoot," and he's already moved through the cracks...
Me: "That's it, you don't move." ”
My dad sorted out his clothes and looked at me: "What's it like with your hands like this?" Can I?"
Me: "Perfect, my dad is handsome!" ”
He smiled at himself and started looking for the next photo spot. I would also add: send me the photo! So I finally knew that my love of taking pictures must be genetics hahahahaha.
My dad was a good partner. He is stupid and honest, can't speak, and doesn't talk around, so he will offend many people. He did a lot of things to do his own home work, first to help others, so everyone's evaluation of him is still relatively good. When I say this, some people will say that I am not big or small, but this may be a unique way of communication between me and him, and I have a tacit understanding with my father. Sometimes Lao Yan (my mom) didn't want to talk to my dad and would send me to coordinate. When I have a task or a very formal and serious question, I say, "Secretary, are you busy?" Your daughter-in-law is a little unhappy, let's talk for a while? Sometimes I joke, "Secretary, what do you want to eat today?" "Sometimes I feel that by being friends with my dad, I can better understand his true thoughts. Even during the festival, I will take the initiative to propose: "Old Liu, accompany you to drink a little today?" "It seems that I am indeed a little bit small, but as long as the family is happy together, the details can be ignored!" Hope Dad sees not to hit me.
Sometimes lazy, sometimes fulfilling. Write more when you have time, and read more when you don't have time. In short, I want to communicate more of my feelings and ideas with everyone.
Stories come from life, but they are higher than life. The more experience you have in life, the more you will live slowly. Slowly love life, life slowly love.