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I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

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Preface

As the saying goes, "my mother and uncle are big", "my aunt and cousin, break the bones and connect the tendons".

My name is Qin Fang, and I used to think that my aunt and uncle were the closest people besides my parents.

But two years ago, my father died of illness, and I realized that there was a gap between my aunt and uncle after all.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

01

When I was a child, I had a happy childhood, although my parents were not wealthy, but their love was more abundant than gold and silver.

Every penny is carefully calculated to create a warm home for me and my brother, who is five years younger than me.

In my memory, they are always busy and hardworking, but the corners of their eyes and eyebrows are always full of love for us.

And at my grandmother's house, I also have an aunt who loves me very much.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

She is like a second mother to my sister and brother, and she takes care of us at all times and places.

Whenever I went to my aunt's house to play, she would always prepare a table full of snacks, and those tempting candies and small toys would be like her infinite love for us.

And my uncle is also a kind and amiable person, always smiling at me, and never stingy with his care.

When my parents occasionally quarreled over trivial matters, my mother would take me to my grandmother's house.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

My grandmother's uncle, who was still unmarried at the time, showed great affection for my doll-looking niece every time.

He likes to hold me tightly in his arms or lift me high above his head to make me feel the joy of flying.

As I grew older, my uncle's affection for me did not diminish in the slightest, and he began to buy me all kinds of beautiful dresses, and it seemed that he preferred dressing and taking care of girls more than boys.

Even after my brother was born, my uncle's love for me was still the same, and although he took care of my brother, that special affection seemed to be given to me alone.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

Later, my uncle got married and married a virtuous and virtuous aunt.

My aunt has a gentle personality and takes great care of me and my brother, which makes our big family even happier than ever.

At that time, I naively thought that this happiness and harmony would last forever, and I could not imagine that one day something would change to break this peaceful beauty.

However, life is always full of accidents, and those carefree days have become the most precious part of my memory, and whenever I think about it, I feel nostalgic and cherished.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

02

When I was in junior high school, my dad was diagnosed with a serious illness.

That day, the doctor told my mother the cruel truth with a heavy face, and the moment my mother heard the news, it was as if she had been drained of all her strength, her legs were weak, and she sat straight on the cold tiles of the hospital.

She clutched the doctor's lab coat tightly, and asked in a trembling voice with eyes full of pleading and sorrow, "Really... Is there no other way?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly and said bitterly: "The probability of success of the operation is very low, and even if it is successful, it may only last for a short time." ”

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

In the next few days, my mother's tears never stopped, but she never thought of giving up, even if there was only a glimmer of life.

And the grandmother was even more heartbroken, she took out her life savings, just so that the doctor could snatch her only son back from the hands of death.

However, compared to the huge cost of surgery, that money is like a drop of water thrown into the ocean, and it can't make waves at all.

In the end, Dad had to be discharged from the hospital and go home.

My brother and I were young and ignorant, and we thought that my father was cured.

But the reality was unforgiving, and just a few months later, Dad left us forever.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

In those days, my mother often sat alone in the house in a daze, or wept silently.

Although I was so distressed, I couldn't find the right words to comfort her.

Seeing this once full of laughter and warmth in my home become so deserted, every night, I hid in the bed and cried secretly, afraid that my mother would see my sadness.

The younger brother seems to understand something, but he doesn't seem to understand it very well, and asks his mother every day, "Where has Dad gone?"

My mother held back tears and told him, "Dad went to a far away place, and we won't see him again." ”

My brother would cry every time he heard it.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

At this time, my mother would hold back her tears, gently stroke her brother's head, and say softly: "Don't cry, although we can't see Dad, Dad will always watch you in the sky, so we can't cry, we have to be strong." ”

Whenever I hear my mother say this, I can't help but cry.

While enduring the great grief of losing her husband, my mother also pretended to be strong and tried to soothe the wounded heart of her younger brother.

At that moment, I understood the greatness and tenacity of mother's love.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

03

It didn't take long for my mother to grit her teeth and drag herself out of her grief and return to work.

After all, she was the only one left in the family, and she knew in her heart that my brother and I were all pointing at her.

She had to be strong and support our brothers and provide a good living environment.

At that time, my mother was actually very young, and every time I went to my grandmother's house, my grandmother always looked at her with distress in her eyes, and always said: "It's not easy for you to pull two children by yourself when you're so young." ”

Then he began to persuade her mother to find another reliable person to rely on for the rest of her life.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

But her mother was willing to agree easily, she had not completely come out of the pain of losing her father.

Later, even his uncle joined the "marriage persuasion army", saying that he had suitable candidates around him, and hoped that his mother could meet and consider it.

The mother said resolutely: "I take two children, and I find a stepfather, can the children live well?"

The uncle did not give up, saying that if the mother was worried that the child would be wronged, she could temporarily put us with him to raise us, and ensure that we were loved like her own.

However, no matter what my uncle said, my mother did not let go of her agreement.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

I don't know how this matter reached the ears of my grandmother and aunt, who were probably afraid that my mother's remarriage would affect us, so they hurried to my house.

The aunt said with a worried face: "The child is still so young, you can't look for it anymore, what if the person who is looking for it is not good for the child?"

Grandma also continued to talk and said, "It's really not good, just take my brother back to my hometown, and we'll help you bring it." ”

When my mother heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Mom, what are you talking about? I never thought about remarrying. Don't worry, I will be able to take good care of the two children, and life will get better and better when we are together. ”

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

04

I thought that this matter would slowly subside, but my aunt and grandmother seemed to be worried about my mother from the bottom of their hearts.

You must know that in the eyes of grandma, her father is her only son, and now that her father is gone, there is only one seedling left in the family, which makes her old man feel at ease.

It didn't take long for my grandmother and aunt to come to the door again, determined to take my brother away.

No matter how my mother explained and how she could make sure that she could take care of us, my grandmother just didn't believe it.

This time, grandma's words were particularly harsh, and she looked like she was bound to win, insisting on taking her brother away.

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

I looked at my aunt, hoping that she could stand up to help my mother, but who knew that my aunt, who had always been gentle, seemed to be a different person at the moment, she said: "You should also be considerate and considerate of our mother, she has only this one grandson left, you let her take it." ”

After all, my mother is a soft-hearted person, looking at my grandmother so resolute and looking at my brother's helpless eyes, she can only tearfully acquiesce to them taking her brother away.

Although the younger brother cried heartbreakingly, they took him with all their hearts.

At that time, I really didn't understand why my aunt and grandmother had to do this, I just knew that I was extremely sad in my heart.

The once happy and warm home, because of my father's departure, seems to have changed everything, I can't help but wonder, is all the good in the past an illusion?

I used to think that my aunt was as close as my uncle, but it wasn't until my father died that I understood the difference between the two

Now, as I'm getting older, I'm starting to understand the truth.

Although the uncle and aunt are close relatives, their attitudes and motivations when dealing with problems do differ.

My aunt's insistence on this matter is largely due to the constraints of traditional concepts, believing that the continuation of the family's bloodline is very important, especially for the grandmother's generation, and the grandson is regarded as the continuation of the family incense, so she insists on taking her younger brother away.

And the uncle, knowing that it was not easy for his mother to lose her husband, really put himself in her mother's shoes.

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