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Aunt Li is sixty-five years old this year, and when she was cleaning up the old house recently, she dug out a dusty cardboard box from under the bed. When I opened it, I saw a faded clay doll with a childish smile on its face. She was stunned, isn't this mud doll the one Xiao Ming liked the most when he was a child?
Xiao Ming is Aunt Li's only child, and he is in his thirties this year. I remember that at that time, Xiao Ming was only five years old, and Aunt Li took him to the market, and he took a fancy to this clay doll at a glance, and refused to let go. Aunt Li felt sorry for her son, and although the family was not rich, she gritted her teeth and bought it.
"Mom, do you remember this?" One day, Xiao Ming went home for dinner and accidentally saw a clay doll on the table.
Aunt Li nodded and said with a smile: "How could you forget, this is your favorite toy when you were a child." ”
Xiao Ming touched the head of the mud doll and sighed: "Yes, when I was a child, I always felt that it was like my friend." ”
Aunt Li looked at her son, but she didn't feel good in her heart. She remembered that in recent years, Xiao Ming rarely went home to see her because he was busy with work, and he always hung up in a hurry every time he called her. She is worried that when her son grows up, will he no longer need her as a mother?
One day, Aunt Li accidentally fell and injured her leg and lay on the bed unable to move. She called Xiao Ming and hoped that he would come back to see her. But Xiao Ming said that he was busy with work and couldn't get out, so he could only send some money to let her go to the hospital by herself.
Aunt Li hung up the phone, with mixed feelings in her heart. She looked at the clay doll at the bedside and couldn't help but shed tears. She suddenly felt that she was old and useless, and even her son no longer cared about her.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Aunt Li thought it was a neighbor and struggled to get up and open the door. Unexpectedly, it was Xiao Ming with an anxious face who came in.
"Mom, what's wrong with you, why don't you answer the phone?" Xiao Ming asked loudly as soon as he entered the door.
Aunt Li was stunned, and then she remembered that she was patronizing and sad just now and forgot to put her phone by her side.
"I ...... I'm fine, I just fell. Aunt Li said hesitantly.
Xiao Ming looked at his mother's old face and injured leg, and felt guilty in his heart. He squatted down, gently held his mother's hand, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I've been really busy at work lately, but I shouldn't ignore you." Don't worry, I'll take a leave of absence to accompany you to the hospital. ”
Aunt Li listened to her son's words, and tears flowed down again. Only then did she realize that her son didn't care about her, but he just expressed it differently.
In the hospital, Xiao Ming was busy and took care of everything. Aunt Li looked at her son's back, and her heart was warm. She suddenly understood that filial piety is not just words, but practical actions.
After returning home, Xiao Ming put the clay doll at the head of his mother's bed and said, "Mom, I took this clay doll." I want to put it in the office and whenever I see it, I am reminded of your love and expectations for me. I will try to be a good son and make you proud. ”
Aunt Li listened to her son's words and was moved to tears. She finally understands that no matter how old she is, no matter how life changes, the relationship between mother and son will never change. And filial piety is not only a responsibility and obligation, but also a kind of emotional transmission and continuation.
Since then, Xiao Ming has often gone home to visit his mother, chat with her, and take walks. Aunt Li has also become more cheerful and optimistic, and she feels that her life is full of hope and warmth again.
The clay doll is like a mirror, reflecting the emotional changes and growth between mother and child. It made Aunt Li understand the true meaning of filial piety, and also let Xiao Ming understand gratitude and return. And this story also makes us understand that no matter how the times change, family is always our warmest harbor.
The days passed plainly and warmly, and the relationship between Aunt Li and Xiao Ming became closer and closer. One night, the mother and son were sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the shade, and Aunt Li suddenly asked, "Xiao Ming, what do you think will happen to me when my mother is old?"
Xiao Ming smiled, held his mother's hand and said, "Mom, you're really worried about this problem." No matter how old you are, you are my mother, and I will always be filial to you and take care of you. When I get old, I will also hope that my children will treat me like this, isn't this what we Chinese call 'raising children to prevent old age'?"
When Aunt Li heard this, she was moved in her heart. She patted her son's hand lightly and said, "Good son, Mom didn't hurt you in vain." In fact, what my mother is most worried about is that no one cares about her when she gets old. Now that I hear you say that, my mother is relieved. ”
Mother and son looked at each other and smiled, and the yard was full of warmth and sweetness. At this moment, they seem to be back to the carefree and loving time when they were children.
However, life is always full of uncertainties. We can't guarantee that everyone will be like Ben and give their parents the care and attention they deserve as they age. But what we can do is to cherish the present, spend more time with our families, and let them feel our love and warmth.
Finally, I would like to ask you a question: When you grow old, how do you want your children to treat you? Is it cold and detached, or is it filial piety and thoughtfulness? This question may be a bit heavy, but it is worth pondering. I hope that everyone can answer this question with actions, so that the family can become our most solid backing and harbor.
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