When I was in junior high school, my parents finally earned some money and started building a small house in their hometown. Since then, our family has our own home.
However, my grandmother was afraid of disturbing my Xi studies, so she moved back to the old house and lived a lonely life.
Years later, I got married and had children, but my parents were getting older and more difficult to get along with. They were always pointing at me and interfering at every turn.
I began to realize that happiness does not depend on material abundance, but on family harmony.
At the same time, the conflict between me and my parents became more and more acute. They felt that I was not honoring them enough, and I felt that they were becoming less and less respectful of my choices.
However, as long as I think of my grandmother's unpretentious dedication to me, I can resist the irritability in my heart and try to maintain this seemingly fragile family relationship.
Now, looking at my parents' aging faces, my heart is getting heavier. They were always nagging and pointing fingers at the trivial things in my life.
My conversations with her always bring me strength and comfort. Perhaps, it is because of my grandmother's support that I am able to face the disturbances around me with tenacity.
As I continued to work hard to maintain my family relationship, new conflicts crept in. At a family dinner, my parents and I had a disagreement over my child's education.
In the midst of such disagreements, I couldn't help but start to reflect on my own parenting style, and at the same time, I had more doubts and dissatisfaction with my parents' behavior.
The controversy seemed to exacerbate the tension between the families, and the parents became more strict with my children, and I became more stubborn as a result.
In the midst of this opposition and misunderstanding, family affection seems to become more and more fragile.
However, behind all this, my grandmother has been silently supporting me. She always listened patiently to me and encouraged me to stick to my own way of education and not be swayed by what others said.
Although there were some conflicts and strife in the family relationship, I always believed that with the support of my grandmother, I would be able to get through it.
Looking at my grandmother's aging face, I couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life. Conflicts between families seem to be unavoidable, and the most important thing is to be able to resolve conflicts and maintain family relationships.
And I, like my grandmother, silently support and care for my family.
I know that the conflict between families may continue in the future, but I am also willing to face it with an optimistic attitude.
With this belief, I am willing to continue to enjoy it and maintain the warmth of this family.
At a family dinner, my parents started to criticize my life again. They think that my job is too hard and that I should be at home with my husband and children instead of working all day.
Eventually, I had to leave the dinner early and return home with a heavy heart.
When I walked into the house and saw my grandmother busy in the yard, the irritability in my heart seemed to dissipate at once.
Her words made most of the unhappiness disappear in my heart, but I still felt frustrated by the accusations against my parents.
For the next few days, I was on my mind. With my grandmother's encouragement, I decided to have a good talk with my parents and try to understand each other's position.
It seems that it is becoming more and more difficult to reconcile my parents' expectations of me with my own life plans.
Such contradictions and disputes make me feel hesitant and helpless. Perhaps, family affection is not always full of sweetness, but requires us to work together to manage and understand.
Sitting next to my grandmother, I deeply felt the power of tolerance and understanding. She told me with her actions that family affection needs to be tolerated and understood.
Perhaps, I should try to empathize, try to understand my parents' concerns and expectations, and try to find a solution to the problem.
Suddenly, a sudden accident plunged me into a deeper conflict, which made me feel even more anxious and helpless.
I struggled to find a solution to the problem, but found that things were getting more and more confusing, leaving me even more confused and worried about the future.
I don't know what to do, family disputes and conflicts seem to be getting more and more entangled, and I don't know if I can find a solution to the problem.
My grandmother was silently by my side, and her companionship and encouragement became a force for me in family disputes.