Narrator: Zhao Yufen (neighbor Sister Zhao)
I am a post-60s generation, 60 years old this year, and I came to live in the city with my husband from the countryside in 1980.
After entering the city, my husband worked in a state-owned enterprise factory, I have not had a regular job, so I earned some money by doing odd jobs, and the life of a family of three was stretched, but that time was the happiest time in my life.
Every night, three people sit around the dinner table, you tell the experience of the day one by one, coarse tea and light rice chewing in the mouth is also relish, full of fatigue disappears in this laughter.
As my children grew up, my family expenses increased, but my husband was laid off, so I began to think about my children's future, and in order to earn more money and let my children live a better life, I decided to go abroad to work.
When my child was 12 years old, just in time to enter junior high school, my visa came down, and I reluctantly left my two dearest people and embarked on a journey to the United States to work.
This farewell is six years, and the experience in a foreign country is something that can not be written in a few books, the pain of wanting to cry without tears, the sadness of missing relatives, whenever I think of it, I still remember it vividly.
In order to live, for my son, in order to earn money, I have been gritting my teeth and persevering, my goal is to earn money in the United States, buy a house for my son when I come back, and do anything to support myself when I return to China.
After six years, I finally came back, back to my homeland, where I missed day and night, and saw my dearest and dearest family.
My son graduated from high school and was admitted to a junior college, and he has surpassed me in six years, and he has changed too much, I hugged him excitedly with tears in my eyes, but my son was indifferent.
My husband also calmly took the suitcase in my hand, and there was no joy on his face, and the expressions of the two of them immediately extinguished the raging fire in my heart.
Women are emotional, men are rational, maybe this is the difference between men and women.
Life should have been peaceful, after returning to China, I opened a small supermarket by myself, I also paid social security, and my son lived in school for three years and graduated soon.
My husband has been driving a taxi all these years, and it is still not a problem to solve the problem of food and clothing, and his life is okay, which is much better than before.
My son got in touch with him after he worked, and he didn't let me worry about the marriage, although I felt a little rusty after six years of separation, after all, the lack of six years of companionship is understandable.
The wedding room, bride price, and all kinds of jewelry are readily available, and they are all prepared early, and my son has successfully completed the marriage, and I am also relieved.
I thought I could enjoy my old age with my old man, but then my daughter-in-law became pregnant.
My son asked me to take care of my daughter-in-law, in fact, I was very reluctant to go, I said let my mother-in-law take care of it, I will give some money every month, and now the small supermarket is still running and I can't do without it.
The son said that his mother-in-law was officially working and had not yet retired. I can't take care of it, I don't want to affect the feelings of my son and daughter-in-law, so I have to redeem the supermarket for my son, take care of my daughter-in-law wholeheartedly, and I will have to take care of the children in the future.
lived in his son's house, and lived a separate life with her husband.
Living in the house I bought, but it is the home of my son and daughter-in-law, I still have no confidence in my heart, and I try to be polite and not have conflicts.
I can't get along with my daughter-in-law far or close, I cook and clean every day to make my son and daughter-in-law happy, and it doesn't matter if I'm tired.
In the blink of an eye, I was upgraded to become a grandmother, and I saw that the next generation was really close, and when I got old, I was really cheap, and my son was not close to us, what else could my grandson point to, but it was rare.
Seeing that my grandson is more motivated, he is busy all day, contributing money and effort, and my daughter-in-law sometimes can't get used to my way of raising children, so I don't care too much about telling me a few words. It's normal to have a generation gap with young people.
The grandson is three years old, and the daughter-in-law said that grandma is retired and wants to help take care of the children, so let me go home and rest.
I've worked hard for three years, and now my grandma is coming to take over, and I can't say anything about my hardships, so I can only obey the command.
It's okay to go home, but I'm a little reluctant to go home, but the moment I enter the house, I know that home is no longer my home.
I flew home like a bird, and the moment I opened the door, the image froze in front of me.
My husband and a strange woman were having dinner together, exchanging glasses, and my sudden intrusion brought their laughter to an abrupt end.
The woman quickly got up, grabbed the clothes from her clothes, draped them over her body, and hurried downstairs with her high heels on.
My husband sat at the table without saying a word, I didn't want to ask too much, the facts in front of me and his silence already said everything.
I don't want to blame anyone, it's all fate, in order to survive, I went abroad to work and make money, and the money was earned and my relatives were estranged. For the sake of his son to take care of his grandson, the grandson was brought up, and his wife was lost.
Let it go, at the age of sixty I am a lonely man with empty hands.