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I received a letter from home asking me to go back to my hometown. When I opened the envelope, the familiar smell of ink came to my face, and the handwriting that I had not seen for a long time came into view, and it reminded me of home in an instant.
I've been away from home for 10 years and have had very little contact with my family. In my memory, my second uncle and I have never been on good terms. When I was a child, he often scolded me for no reason and beat me at every turn. I'm afraid of him. Later, he and my father often had conflicts. In order to compete for the family's property, they quarrel and fight as a daily occurrence. I couldn't stand this kind of family environment and ran away from home after graduating from high school.
The day I received the letter, I had mixed feelings. The long-lost home seems to be getting farther and farther away from me. My mother's handwriting reveals deep thoughts and concerns, and I can't help but feel the impermanence of life. I look forward to returning to my hometown, but I am also afraid to face those unbearable pasts. Especially the second uncle, I really don't know what to say when I see him.
So, I wrote back to my mother and said that I would go home. Then start packing your bags and getting ready to go home.
The journey was far away, and I sat alone on the train, looking out the window at the rapidly reversing scenery, and I had a lot of thoughts.
I still remember when I was a child, every Chinese New Year, my family would go back to our hometown for reunion. My older siblings and I would go to the station first and wait for our parents to get off work. As soon as the bus arrived, we couldn't wait to throw ourselves into our parents' arms. Then, the family huddled in a taxi and went back to their hometown giggling. The street scenes passing by on the road are so familiar and friendly.
Now, I go home alone, but my heart is not as excited and joyful as before. In its place, there are heavy and complex emotions.
When I got home, my mother was already waiting for me at the door. She still remembered it, but her hair was grayer. Seeing me, she hugged me excitedly, with tears in her eyes: "Son, you're finally back!"
I hugged her tightly, my nose was sour, and my eyes were red.
My mother was busy making food for me, babbling on and out of the ordinary language, asking me how life was going outside. I ate with my head down, perfunctory and conciliatory.
After the meal, I plucked up the courage to ask my mother, "Where's my father? Why didn't you see him?"
The mother's face changed, and she said, "Your father is not in good health, so he is resting in the house." Go see him. ”
Gently pushing the door open, my father sat at the head of the bed, his face pale and much thinner than before.
"Father. I called.
He raised his head and looked at me blankly, and after a few seconds, he said with some excitement, "Son, you're back!"
I hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said distressedly, "Father, what's wrong with you, how did you become so weak?"
The father shook his head and sighed: "Son, I am old, my health is getting worse, and I am afraid that I will not have a few days to live." ”
My heart was like a knife, and I held back my tears: "Father, you will definitely get better, I will find the best doctor to treat you." ”
My father touched my head and smiled slightly: "Son, I live for such an old age, I must go." When you come back and see me, I'm satisfied. ”
I squeezed my father's hand, tears finally welling up in my eyes. The father also had red circles in his eyes and whispered, "Son, I am old, and many things I do may make you unhappy. I owe you an apology, I'm sorry, son!"
I choked up and said, "Father, I have already forgiven you. I just hope you're well. ”
I looked at my father in amazement. He continued: "Five years ago, I was seriously ill and the doctors said I didn't live for more than three months. It was the second uncle who rushed back from other places and spent a lot of money to hire a famous doctor, and I survived. ”
I was shocked and asked, "How could this be? I didn't even know you had such a big illness." ”
I blamed myself and said, "I don't know this, I have always misunderstood the second uncle." ”
My father looked at me and said, "Son, the most precious thing in a person is gratitude. The second uncle is kind to our family, you have to forgive him. ”
I was silent, with mixed feelings.
While I was worshipping devotionally, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. When I looked back, it was the second uncle standing there.
"Second uncle. "I was a little surprised.
The second uncle's face was gloomy, and he said in an unkind tone: "I knew you were back, there are some things we have to talk about!"
I got up and said, "Second uncle, I know that you saved my father, and I am very grateful to you. ”
"Gratitude?" The second uncle sneered, "I didn't want you to be grateful for saving your father." I've been helping him in his most difficult times all these years, and now it's time for him to repay me. All I want is justice!"
The second uncle suddenly interrupted me loudly: "It's too much? When I took out all the money I had worked hard to accumulate to save your father, he was not only not grateful, but also transferred all the house and land to your brother! Is this fair? I need an explanation today!"
"I don't care so much!" The second uncle roared angrily, "If you don't transfer the house back today, I will go to the village committee to sue you!"
I was furious: "Second uncle, you have gone too far! Our family has also been kind to you all these years, how can you be so unreasonable!"
The second uncle said gloomily: "Okay, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for being rude!"
I was so angry that he couldn't speak, turned around and walked away quickly.
This bothers me a lot. I don't know what to do. In the evening, I told my father everything that had happened. The father was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "Son, this matter is indeed unfair to the second uncle. As long as he doesn't go too far and gives him a part of the house, we can understand.
My father's words made me think deeply. What he said makes sense, the second uncle saved him back then, and we should have the mentality of knowing how to repay him. Although the second uncle's attitude is very poor, from his point of view, he also has his difficulties.
When I came to his door, I hesitated, but knocked lightly. After a while, the second uncle opened the door and saw that it was me, and his face was very ugly: "What are you doing here?"
I took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Second uncle, I'm sorry, I had a bad attitude yesterday and didn't listen to you first. I would like to ask you to give me a chance to have a good talk. ”
The second uncle snorted coldly, but still let out the door and let me in to talk.
"Second uncle," I said straight to the point, "I know that you saved my father back then, and our family is very grateful to you. It's just that something happened later that caused us to have a misunderstanding. I'd like to hear your thoughts and we can take our time to figure this out. ”
Only then did the second uncle soften his tone: "Back then, your father suddenly transferred all the house and land, and my heart was very unbalanced. I spent so much money to save him, and not only was he not grateful, but he treated me like this, and I was disappointed. ”
I nodded, "I understand your feelings. But I would like to ask you to put yourself in the shoes of my father, who was terminally ill at the time and thought that he would not live long, so he arranged it this way. I didn't mean to work against you. ”
The second uncle pondered for a moment: "That's right, your father was in a critical situation at that time, and I just wanted to save him at that time, and I didn't think too much about the rest of the matter." ”
"Second uncle, you saved your father out of kindness, and our whole family is very grateful to you. I said sincerely, "We can renegotiate the matter of the house." But I hope it doesn't affect the relationship between us. ”
The second uncle nodded: "Okay, I'm also impulsive today." In fact, I don't lack those houses and land, but I feel bullied for a while, so I am so unreasonable. ”
I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Second uncle, it's already very generous that you can think like this. Let's discuss it slowly, and there will be a way to get the best of both worlds. ”
"Okay, let's talk about this slowly. The second uncle finally laughed.
I took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for my second uncle, and we had a friendly discussion about the matter. In the end, everyone reached a consensus, my father transferred part of the house land to my second uncle, and the rest remained in our family. The second uncle also said that he would not embarrass his father again.
After dealing with this matter, the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. I took the initiative to negotiate with my second uncle and let him open his heart so that this contradiction could be resolved, and I felt extremely gratified.
In the evening, the family gets together for dinner. The atmosphere is harmonious and warm, long gone.
My mother smiled and said, "I made a lot of delicious food today, and our family had a good meal!"
My father is also in a rare mood. I told them about the negotiation with my second uncle during the day.
"Son, you handled it well, I'm so proud of you!" Father said approvingly.
"yes, it's great to be able to settle this matter amicably. Mother also said with a smile.
I was a little embarrassed and said, "I just did what I was supposed to do." We are a family, and we should not turn against each other because of some conflicts of interest. ”
The father nodded: "Son, you have given me hope." If this family is still in harmony, I will be satisfied. ”
After dinner, the family sat in the courtyard and chatted. My father recalls the troubles I had when I was a child, and everyone laughed.
"I still remember that my son was most afraid of thunder when he was a child, and he had to climb into our bed every time there was thunder. Mother said with a smile.
"yes, I remember one time when there was a thunderstorm that scared him into tears, and I had to hold him to fall asleep. My father also recalled with a smile.
"Oh, I was younger. "I'm a little embarrassed.
"Haha, my son has grown up and is very mature now. Father said with relief.
We chatted late into the night, and the warmth of this moment made me feel relieved for a long time. I was glad I was back. The friendship between relatives is the most precious thing in the world, and I will cherish this rare time together.
"Son, be careful on the road. Go back and work hard, and come back to see us often. Mother admonished.
"Okay, Mom, I got it. I'll come back to see you often. "I gave her a big hug.
My father also came to the door and watched me leave.
"Son, coming back this time has brought our family's relationship back together. This is the most important thing. My father patted me on the shoulder and said.
I nodded: "Yes, father, this time I came home to understand that the most precious thing between family members is affection. I'll come back to see you often. ”
"Go son, have a nice trip. "My father watched me get on the bus back to the city.
Sitting on the return bus, I looked out the window at the backward scenery, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
In the past, the grievances between me and my second uncle once became a pain in our family. But when I put myself in his shoes and took the initiative to communicate with him, everything was resolved.
I also got to know my father again and found the kindness and generosity of his heart. He chose to forgive, regardless of his past suspicions, which I admired.
There is also a mother, who silently maintains this family with a motherly heart.
Family affection is the greatest force in the world. It dissolves hatred, repairs rifts, and allows the sun to shine back into everyone's heart.
This journey has healed many of my wounds and brought back the peace and joy that I have not felt for a long time.
I will keep my father's teachings firmly in mind, cherish my family, and often go home to visit. No matter what happens, family members are always the closest and most trustworthy to rely on.
There is still a long way to go, and I will continue to work hard ahead. As long as I think of my hometown, my parents, brothers and sisters, I am full of strength.
The most beautiful place in the world is home. There is my most primitive sense of belonging.