Ever since I was a child, I have heard my mother tell me stories about my grandmother, which I have never seen with my own eyes, but it is deeply seared in my heart.
When Grandma was young, she was an ordinary rural girl who lived a simple life. She has two younger sisters who, like her, live in rural poverty. However, the reincarnation of fate is always so wonderful, and the three sisters actually married the same man one after another.
At that time, the concept of marriage and the family structure in the countryside were different from today's. Grandma's sisters are married to a family with many sons and daughters, and the male head of the family has only one son.
Grandma was the youngest of the three sisters, and she married the son of the family. And her two sisters have also become the daughters-in-law of this family one after another.
At first, the relationship between the three sisters was quite harmonious, after all, they were all sisters, and they were very familiar with each other. However, as time went on, some subtle changes began to emerge between them.
Evenings are the hardest time. Grandma was often awakened in the middle of the night by the grumbling and quarreling of her sisters. She heard her sisters arguing over trivial family matters, feeling aggrieved by her husband's partiality, and arguing over the education of her children.
She never thought that she would live with the same man as her sisters for the rest of her life. The married life she once longed for has become so difficult and complicated in reality.
Grandma tries to mediate the conflict between her sisters, hoping to get them back to harmony. However, the conflict in the family was not resolved because of her efforts, but intensified.
Time passed, and my grandmother's hair gradually turned gray. She silently endured the pressures and conflicts of her family, but never complained to anyone. She knew that her sisters were also thinking about their own families, but they were a little wrong in the way they dealt with problems.
However, Grandma still struggled to maintain the family, even if it was sometimes unbearable. She knows that family is an important part of life, and no matter what difficulties she encounters, she will not give up easily.
In the end, the grandmother chose to separate from her husband after her children grew up. Although this decision once made her heart cut like a knife, she believes that only in this way can her sisters and herself be liberated.
My grandmother's story tells me that marriage is not always smooth sailing, it requires mutual understanding and tolerance between husband and wife, and more importantly, mutual support and help between family members. And no matter what difficulties we encounter, we should face them with tolerance and love, so that the family can become the strongest harbor in our lives.