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My name is Chen Xiuying and I am 62 years old. Since my husband died, I have lived alone in this small house of only a few dozen square meters. Although my son gives me some living expenses every month, I always feel guilty because he and his wife are already under a lot of pressure.
Hearing my son's words, I can't help but think of the days when I was dependent on my late husband many years ago. At that time, our family was poor, but we trusted each other and were honest with each other, and we never hid anything. Despite the constraints of life, we lived contently.
"At that time, we lived on a meager wage, but we never complained. I said to my son, "As long as we have each other's company, we feel that we are already happy in those days." "
Now that I'm living alone, I often think about the good old days. Although they are poor, at least there are people who can share and support each other. Now I can only rely on my son to support me, and I always feel a little guilty and uneasy.
One weekend afternoon, my son suddenly came to my humble little house with a somewhat melancholy expression.
"Mom, I have something I want to discuss with you. He sat across from me and took a deep breath.
My heart tightened, and I secretly wondered if my son was in trouble.
Hearing my son's troubles, I nodded my head to show that I understood his situation.
I pointed to this small house of only a few dozen square meters, and my tone was full of helplessness.
"Mom, don't say that. My son hurriedly shook my hand, "You have pulled us up, and we have what we have today." If it weren't for your efforts, where would we have the money to buy a house?"
My son's words made my eyes moisten slightly.
"Mom, my wife and I have already discussed it. Chen Wei looked at me and said solemnly, "If you are willing to give us this house, we can sell it and buy a larger one." I assure you that you can stay with us and we will take good care of you. "
My son's proposal put me in a deep struggle. This small house is so important to me, it is not only the hard work of my late husband and I for many years, but also my last sustenance. However, I also know that my son and daughter-in-law do need a better living environment.
On the one hand, I don't want to lose this family, and on the other hand, I want my son to have a more decent life.
"Mom, think about it first. When my son saw that I was in deep thought, he did not persecute me any more.
"Auntie, did you say I should give the house to my son?" As soon as I entered, I told her about my troubles.
Aunt Wang pondered for a moment and said, "Xiuying, the relationship between you and your son is the most important. As long as you trust each other and be honest with each other, you can find the best of both worlds through communication. "
I was deeply inspired by Aunt Wang's words. Yes, instead of blindly tangling, it is better to talk directly to your son.
"Son, come here, Mom has something to say to you. "
Seeing that my expression was serious, my son quickly put down the work at hand and walked in front of me.
"Son, this house means a lot to me. I looked at my son and said word by word, "It is not only the hard work of your father and me for many years, but also the memory of our family." But the future of your young people is even more important. "
When the son heard this, he couldn't stop crying. He hugged me tightly and said solemnly, "Mom, I will definitely come to see you often, and I will never let you feel lonely! "
To put both of us at ease, my son suggested that we sign an agreement. The agreement stipulates that my son must give a part of his monthly income for my living expenses, and I will transfer the ownership of the house to him unconditionally.
"That way, we all have a clear agreement. The son said, "You can rest assured that I will support you with all my might." "
I looked at my son's sincere eyes and nodded in agreement.
Soon after the agreement was signed, we started the process of transferring the property. Since it is a gift between immediate family members, the tax required is not high. The whole process went smoothly and I am very gratified.
"Great, Mom, the formalities have been completed. My son happily said to me, "Now we can start buying a new house." "
I smiled slightly, in addition to gratification, there was also a trace of reluctance.
After the formalities were completed, the son began to prepare for the move. Looking at his busy figure, I had mixed feelings in my heart. Although we are leaving this familiar environment, I believe that as long as we trust each other and be honest with each other, we will be able to rebuild a warm harbor in our new home.
And just like that, on a sunny day, we packed all our bags and set out on the moving journey.
Just when his son was about to buy a house, housing prices in the city suddenly skyrocketed. Those houses that were originally budgeted can no longer be bought. My son came to me anxiously to discuss countermeasures.
"Mom, you see that the house price has risen too much, and the down payment we saved before is simply not enough. The son looked sad, "Shall we wait and see?"
Seeing my son's sad look, I offered to help again.
"Son, don't worry. I patted the back of his hand and comforted, "Mom still has some savings here, you can take it and make a down payment first, and you can pay it back slowly in the future." "
"Nothing. I interrupted my son, "You are my son, and it is right to help you." Besides, I don't have many years left to live on this old bone, and these savings are not for your sake?"
After listening to my words, my son was deeply touched by my generosity. He hugged me tightly and couldn't stop crying.
I patted my son on the back, and my heart was full of relief. Yes, although our family is poor, as long as my children are filial, I feel happier than anything else.
With the help of my little savings, my son finally bought a new two-bedroom house in the city center. On the day of the move, I was excited to walk through the door of my new home.
"Welcome home, Mom!" My son and daughter-in-law greeted me warmly.
The house is not big, but it is much more spacious than my old one. My son and daughter-in-law furnished my bedroom with ulterior motives and filled with the warmth of home. Watching familiar furniture and furnishings rearrange brings warmth to me.
"Mom, what do you think of this? I have left you a small desk where you can write and read the newspaper. My son pointed to a small table in the bedroom and said to me.
I nodded my head again and again, very grateful. Yes, they took care of me and made me feel a sense of belonging in my new home.
From then on, I never had to live alone in that old house again. My son and daughter-in-law love me very much and take care of me as if I were an old man in the family. Every holiday, they will accompany me to have a reunion dinner, and they are happy.
One year, during the Spring Festival, I was watching TV in the living room when my son suddenly led his children in.
"Happy New Year to grandparents!" The two children shouted at me happily and then greeted me together.
I happily accepted the New Year's money they handed me, and my heart was happy. Yes, I now not only have a warm new home, but also two lovely grandchildren by my side, and this happiness is simply beyond words.
Sometimes when I think of the poor days in the past, I thank God for my favor to finally have such a warm new home. Although I left the house, it was worth it in exchange for the filial piety of my children and grandchildren and the company of my family.
However, despite the prosperity of the family, my son and I still maintain the tradition of being honest with each other. Once, I stumbled upon my son who had taken out a loan shark online.
"Son, have you been a little short of money lately?" That night, I took the initiative to ask about it.
The son nodded with an embarrassed face: "Yes, Mom, the company's business has not been in a good mood recently, so I can only borrow some loan sharks first." "
"You have to be careful!" I hurriedly admonished, "Loan sharks are a big hole, you have to think twice." "
"Mom, don't worry, I've made plans. The son said, "When the company's business improves, I will pay back the loan shark immediately." "
Even though my son has grown up, I will continue to care about his life as always. It is precisely because there are no barriers between us that we can build a relationship of great trust.
The days passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, my son was 40 years old, and I was already a 70-year-old woman. However, despite my age, my state of mind is more calm and contented than before.
"Mom, do you think our living conditions are good now?" One day, my son suddenly said to me, "You're much better than when you were younger, aren't you?"
I smiled and shook my head: "No matter how good the conditions are, they can't compare to when your father was there. At that time, although they were poor, at least there were people who could share and support each other. Although I am now rich in material life, I just lack that sense of intimacy. "
The son was stunned, then nodded, and seemed to feel the same way.
Yes, material things are important, but emotional and spiritual comfort is the most valuable treasure in life. As long as family members can trust each other and be honest with each other, they will be able to build a warm little world. That's what I've learned the most.
The years flew by, and in the blink of an eye I was 80 years old. On this day, I was sitting in the living room watching TV, and my son and daughter-in-law brought a table of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
I nodded, the corners of my eyes slightly moist. Yes, although we have gone through the poor years of the 90s and experienced the difficult choice of changing hands, in the end, our family still came together in the best way.
As long as we trust and support each other, no difficulty is insurmountable. That's the biggest experience I've ever had in my life.
I looked at the family in front of me with tears in my eyes, and my heart was filled with great happiness and relief. Yes, although fate is impermanent, as long as the family can treat each other sincerely, they will definitely be able to reach the end.
In this way, surrounded by my children, I spent the last Chinese New Year's Eve of my life. I know that the rest of my life is running out, but with such a good family company, my heart will always be warm and happy.
As I got older, my health deteriorated. One day, I was suddenly admitted to the hospital with severe pneumonia. My son and daughter-in-law were with me in the hospital every day, and I could see their anxiety and anxiety.
"Mom, you have to take care!" My son held my hand tightly, his eyes reddened slightly.
I gently patted the back of my son's hand and comforted him with a smile: "Son, birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense, you don't have to worry too much. I'm so content, this old bone, that I've come this far. "
Indeed, I was mentally prepared for a long time. An old woman in her 80s is already a gift from God to live until now. My soul is happy because I know I am not alone.
The days of hospitalization went by and my condition did not improve. One day, my son and daughter-in-law were accompanying me in my hospital room, and I suddenly called out to them.
"Son, come here, Mom has something to say to you. I said in a hoarse voice.
My son hurriedly walked up to my bed, his eyes full of concern.
"Son, you have given me too much. I held my son's hand tightly and said gratefully, "If you hadn't been filial to me, how could I have such a happy old age?"
The son's eyes suddenly turned red, and he lay on the side of the bed, crying silently.
The son choked and nodded, unable to speak in pain.
With that, my eyes gradually closed. My life has left the world peacefully, but my spirit will remain in this warm home forever.
Soon after I passed away, my son took the whole family back to our old house and started a new life.
"Mom, look, this is the old house you and your dad used to have. The son said to his two grandchildren, "Although they are smaller, they are full of warmth and memories." "
The two grandsons looked curiously at the little old house, as if savoring its past and present life.
"Sons, cherish what is before you. The son said, "Just like your grandmother did back then, you must learn to be grateful for life and be content and happy." "
The two grandsons nodded, curiously asking about the story of their grandmother and grandfather. My son told me and his father about me.
My story has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has become a family legend.
Since then, the son and daughter-in-law have moved to this old house and live with their two grandchildren. Although the house is smaller, their life is extremely warm.
On weekends, my son always takes his two grandchildren for a walk in a nearby park. Sometimes they also buy some snacks and the family sits in the shade of a tree for a picnic. That kind of happy scene made my soul feel very happy.
Yes, home is not about the size of the house, but about how close the family relationship is. As long as we care for each other and support each other, we will be able to create an eternal warm harbor.
Sometimes I turn into a ray of warm sun, shining on this small home. I saw my son and daughter-in-law caring for each other, and I saw my two grandsons playing in the shade. Everything was so familiar and yet so unfamiliar, as if it was a reappearance of me and my late husband.
Yes, blood is thicker than water, and the love of family is the most precious wealth in the world. As long as family members can be honest with each other and trust each other, they will definitely be able to make it to the end. My spirit will always remain in this little home, with them forever.
Through my life's experiences, I have learned what a real "home" is. Home is not only a physical space, but also an emotional bond between family members.
As long as family members can care for each other and support each other, even if they live poorly, they can create a warm little world. On the contrary, even if you live in a luxurious villa, if you lack the nourishment of family affection, it is just a cold empty shell.
My life has been about working tirelessly to defend the meaning of home. From being dependent on my husband when I was young, to later selling my beloved house just to let my son live a better life, I am interpreting what is the real "home" with my actions.
The key to maintaining a happy family is to be honest and trust each other. Without mutual understanding and tolerance, it is difficult for any family to go far.
It is precisely because my son and I have never been estranged that we can find a win-win way out through communication when faced with major choices. My son has always regarded me as a close friend and talked about everything. This high level of mutual trust is an important cornerstone for our family to reach the end.
I hope that through my life, I can pass on the idea to future generations that as long as family members are honest and sincere with each other, we will be able to overcome all difficulties and create an eternal and warm home.
In modern society, people are easy to get lost in the pursuit of material things and ignore the nourishment of the spiritual world. I hope that through my own experience, future generations can learn to be content.
No matter how good the living environment is, as long as you can love and enjoy your family, it is the greatest happiness. On the contrary, even if you live in a luxurious house, if you lose the warmth of your family, it will be just a void.