On that day, I went out for a political event of personal importance. Before I left the house, I had a heated argument with my children.
I have a deposit of 1 million, and my children want me to leave early, and my neighbor's pension is 7,000, but my children are very filial. They think my children are not filial. If they are not filial, how can they compare with their neighbors? Isn't there any source for their neighbors' pensions? This time is different. I came from the countryside, how could I have such a good life.
Father, you are retired, and my brother and I can earn money and give you a better life. Moreover, the tuition fees of my brother's children have to be paid, and we also have a lot of expenses on our side...... My daughter-in-law's voice blushed when I heard it, and I wondered how much money they earned to spend on me. My children talk like this when they are so old, and I taught them. Mom's voice trembled a little. But they do earn more, and our parents deserve to be happy when we live well. The son is right.
The conversation faded away, but I couldn't calm down anymore. The volunteer reached out and pushed me home, and I was in a wheelchair and I felt more tired than ever. I was worried about things at home, and although my children were always arguing with me like this, I couldn't vent to them.
This time is no longer than before. I recall that when I was a child, I also used to argue with my parents over some trivial things at home. But my parents were always tolerant and considerate of me. But why can't I be considerate of my children now? I seem to feel a trace of remorse, perhaps because I am too attached to money.
When I got home, I saw my children. They waited early at home, their eyes revealing anxiety and worry. I didn't blame them, I just listened to them quietly. After listening to them, I felt the knots in my heart gradually sooth. Perhaps, I should also reflect on it.
What my children said made me feel guilty and uneasy. They pointed out some of the problems in my family life, and I came to realize that I was a little paranoid. I tried to contain the anger in my heart and tried to reconcile with my children. Although I still have dissatisfaction in my heart, I understand that families need harmony.
However, at this moment, a new contradiction arises. The grandson of the neighbor Lao Li and my grandson didn't know what trivial matter had a conflict, and the two quarreled fiercely and almost got into a fight. I was awakened by the noise and hurried out into the yard. When I found out about this scene, I was shocked and shocked. How could this happen in our house? I can't help but ask my grandson how this could happen to a neighbor's child. My grandson bowed his head and admitted his mistake, apologized to me, and then I blamed him again. And the neighbor Lao Li stood aside and watched, but did not speak.
This contradiction bothers me a lot. I usually can't bear to blame my grandson, but this incident really made me angry. I am worried that such conflicts will hurt our relationship with our neighbors and affect the harmony of our family. I couldn't make a decision and didn't know how to respond.
The sons and daughters also came into the courtyard, and they knew what had happened, and their faces were a little solemn. They were also angry and blamed the children for not having such an argument. The son advocated an immediate apology to his neighbor Lao Li, but the daughter-in-law thought that she should communicate with the neighbor first to understand the details. And I was even more conflicted, and I didn't know who to listen to.
The atmosphere in the house became more and more tense, and the children began to quarrel about what had happened to the child. I couldn't help but close my eyes with a headache, my heart filled with helplessness. I don't know how to break the situation in order to calm down the conflicts in the family.
The days at home are getting harder and harder, and the atmosphere at home is becoming more and more tense. The children seemed to be deliberately caring in front of me, and all abnormalities became extremely sensitive in their eyes. I knew in my heart that this was the easy-going behavior of my children in order to please me, and they were afraid that I would have an opinion, that I would be mad at them.
It's a time unlike before, and there is a stiff and unnatural atmosphere in the house, which makes people feel breathless. It's harder to live like this than in the countryside, and I can't let go of it.
On that day, my children and I had another argument over a trivial matter. What was supposed to be an ordinary dispute intensified unknowingly. The irritability and anger in the heart seem to be looking for an outlet nowhere. The disobedience of my children rekindled the anger in my heart, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.
Just when I thought it was unresolved, my son suddenly said, "Dad, I'll give you the deposit." ”
These words were like a hammer slammed into my heart, and I was stunned. He smiled and said to me, "The pension is enough for you, and this deposit is actually more useful for us." We earn more because we want you to live a better life, which is also a little bit of our heart. ”
My heart gradually calmed down, and it was the first time that my son had expressed their ideas to me so openly. I was speechless with shock, and I felt like my heart had been touched. At this moment, I saw their care and love for me, and my heart, which had been closed, seemed to have a ray of sunshine.
This small act seems to soothe my dissatisfaction and doubts for many years, and makes me feel the filial piety of my children. I understand that they are sensible and they also know how to heartache. The money they earn has their own reason at their disposal, which is also an expression of them.
This time is different, money is important, but family affection is more precious. I think maybe it's time to reflect on it.
Looking up at my children, I realized that they might have worried about the family too. I looked at their childish faces, and a warmth welled up in my heart. At this moment, I chose a different mindset and tried to understand them. Maybe we are already at different stages of our lives, and some things may just be my own hypocrisy.
However, new contradictions have crept in. It was a light rain that day, and my children and I were together in the living room. Suddenly, the phone rings and breaks the harmony. I answered the phone, but a polite, unfamiliar voice told me that there was a serious problem with a project I had invested in before, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to recover the money.
My heart sank, and this investment took up nearly half of my savings, and it was my heart and soul to leave the last inheritance for my children. At this moment, I am at peace. I took a deep breath, and my mind was so calm in the face of the sudden problem, maybe it was a change of mindset as I gradually entered my old age. But the children on the side looked at me with unconcealed anxiety and worry.
"Dad, how did you operate this money, and how could there be a problem? Otherwise, I'll find a solution with my brother?"
I looked at the childishness in front of me that had never changed, and there was a hint of worry about the future in my eyes. "No, it's my business, don't worry about it. I said softly.
"But Dad, it's about the family's property, and we can't sit idly by. The children's voices were full of worry.
I looked at them deeply and felt their endless care and love. At that moment, my heart welled up with infinite gratitude. But I still shook my head firmly, unwilling to involve them in the turmoil.
They were silent, and I seemed to hear the silent cry from the depths of their hearts.
At this time, they were all quiet. I saw the kind of serious expressions they had never seen at home. Maybe the filial piety to my parents should not just stay in words, but I suddenly realized that maybe it was time for me to understand something.
Filled with a heavy sense of guilt, I began to reflect that perhaps my heart had become old-fashioned and stubborn. Maybe it's time to look at it all again from a different perspective. For a while, warm and embarrassing images drifted in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a little tired, but also a little relieved.
I wish I could sit down with them and talk about it all. Maybe they still don't understand that family affection is mutual, and only by calmly working together through the storm will our family be more happy.
I looked at the faces of my children and was moved. Maybe I used to be too obsessed with money, too serious. They're really working hard to make their home better. Walking through my closet, I saw a yellow leaflet with the headline: "Elderly Support Project". My heart shook that this was a good opportunity. I immediately decided to take a closer look at the project.
The next morning, I went through the formalities and went home to tell my children. They sighed that this was a good opportunity, and finally figured it out, but suddenly my wife rushed over, and it seemed that she had learned that I was going to apply for the elderly support program, and asked me to do it in vehement. She kept emphasizing that our family was in good financial condition and there was no need to apply for this program. I wanted to explain it to her, but she didn't want to listen to me. At this time, my children heard the noise and rushed to me, angrily scolding my mother for not supporting me. The contradiction escalated again.
My children and my wife were at a stalemate, and I was distraught by the text messages I received one after another. On one side is the children's expectations of me, and on the other side is my wife's understanding and concern. I felt stressed and conflicted.
At this time, no more than ever. Nowadays, whether it is a child or a wife, everyone in the family is striving for the same goal. I thought maybe I should take a fresh look at the importance of family. The more I feel the vicissitudes of my life, the more I cherish the relatives in front of me.
After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to sit down with my family and have a good talk. I have to tell them where my decision came from, and maybe it will lead to better communication and trust in the future. Now, I need to think calmly about how to start this conversation.
Soon, I felt the atmosphere at home become even more tense. Children are arguing over the family's expenses and the struggling costs of their children's tuition and living expenses. They want me to support some of their expenses, and I can feel their worries about the future. However, I always felt that they should learn to be independent and not always count on me. This time the altercation became more intense, with both sides holding their ground. I felt that I couldn't help myself and couldn't settle this conflict.
I know that these conflicts in our family are not just about money, but about love and responsibility. I know that I cannot always expect my children to be dependent on me, and that they must also learn to be self-reliant and brave in the face of life's difficulties. However, this conflict between my intellect and my family's emotions still makes me feel painful and helpless.
Perhaps, the relationship between parents and children, contradictions and entanglements, is an unavoidable part of the road of life. I know we still have a lot of issues to solve, but I also believe that time and communication will ultimately make everything better. It all takes time and we need to work together. As for the future, I don't have a definite answer, but I'm willing to work with my family to meet the unknown challenges, no matter what the outcome is.