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Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

author:Mengfan records life

Yesterday evening, it was dark, I encountered a thunderstorm on the way back from selling tea, I was very afraid of being struck by lightning at first, and then I thought of the benefits of being struck by lightning, and I was not afraid at all, on the benefits of having faith in my heart

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

Last night I went to sell tea, just turned around on the way back to a very big raindrop, and then more and more raindrops hit me, I quickly parked the car under a tree, took out the raincoat under the seat of the battery car and put it on and continued to rush home.

When it rains, it rains, and lightning thunder rang out in the sky, and lightning spread out above my head for a while, illuminating the distant woods white, and after a brief light was extinguished, the thunder rumbled to follow, but fortunately it was not the kind of thunder that burst open.

To be honest, I was a little scared at the beginning, I was afraid that if God saw that I was not pleasing to my eyes, a thunder would split me, what would my old man and child do?

But then I thought that I had bought a high-value accident insurance, and I was suddenly not afraid, if I was really struck by lightning, my insurance designated beneficiary was my two children, and they could get at least one or two million compensation from the insurance company.

In that case, I will be freed from the suffering of this life, and it would be a good thing that I can be reborn as a human being, and my children can live a good life with that money, and I am not afraid of anything when I think of it.

If I am well, I can accompany my children to grow up, and if something happens to me, then the money I have exchanged for my life can also ensure that my children have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. Haha, I didn't expect that a person like me who is so poor still has a "million net worth".

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

God still has long eyes, although the thunder rumbles, but the rain has been sparse, and the moment I just rushed into the house, the heavy rain fell intensively, and after a while the eaves water began to flow continuously.

When the kids woke up this morning, it hadn't rained, so I boiled millet porridge and boiled eggs early. It started to rain when the child went out after eating, and it gradually became heavier after a long time of rain, and I estimated that the child should also go to school and enter the classroom, so I was relieved.

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

After putting the children on the school bus, the three of us adults began to eat, and I was knocking on the eggs, when the old father suddenly said: "Hey, you still don't care about me! Give me a drop of money! I have a life today! I still have a little money every month!"

The tone, that tone, as if I owe him a lot, when he can earn a few more money, he uses all the money for his son to go to college, his own son now lives in a spacious, bright and well-decorated house, drives a car of more than 100,000 yuan, does not give him a penny, and does not come back to see him for five years, he feels that he should be happy.

I am the first big man to cover all his food, clothing, housing, transportation, medical treatment, all these all year round, he seems to still think that I owe him 8 million, he has not touched a penny of his money every month, I am afraid that I will not be able to take out the money in case of a serious illness in his life, how can I spend the money?

I want to earmark the money, if he didn't have any illness, the money has been there, he will be enough to settle down in a new home after a hundred years, he said that the same as I embezzled his money, but I was angry enough, I really wanted to throw the card to him, let him take it to find his son, my mother couldn't look at it and asked him: "You eat enough every day, what do you want to do with the money?"

He said, "I'm going to buy some cigarettes to smoke!" When he fainted a few years ago, the doctor warned him not to smoke, not to drink, and so many things to avoid drinking, but he just wouldn't listen.

He usually likes to take two sips of wine, because he doesn't drink much, so I let him go, and after drinking, I give him a pound back, and I drink a pound or two of wine a month, but I really didn't buy him cigarettes to smoke.

My mother sighed and said, "People should be content, just have something to eat! You see I work every day, and I don't eat the same things as you!" Not to mention, I've always thought my mother was nagging a lot, and what she said this morning, I listened to quite pleasantly.

"You don't know! Tobacco, wine, tea, and rice are a man's Yilu!" my dad said in a vigorous voice.

"Oh-" my mother dragged out her voice, "you know you're a man, look at what other men do? what do you do? When it comes to eating and drinking, you remember what a man should have, and when it comes to work, you're a turtle with a shrunken head!"

It turns out that as long as it is not aimed at my nagging, I stand on the sidelines, listening and watching is so pleasing to the eye, and it is also relieving!

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

After all, it's my father, and it's his birthday once a year, even if he doesn't speak, I'm still ready to give him some money.

But I have to say that I am still angry in my heart, and I have told him many times, but he still can't change it. Every time I was asked to prescribe medicine to him, it was early in the morning, and it was early in the morning when I asked for money today.

What's more, I was going to give him some money, he didn't ask, I also gave it to him, but he asked, and the feeling in my heart was always different.

I took 120 yuan in the box and handed it to him, and my mother grabbed it and threw 20 to him, and gave me the 100 again: "20 is suitable! You can buy several packs of cheap cigarettes! You have to eat everything you can't eat!"

The old father pinched the 20 yuan, a little angry that my mother cut off his beard halfway, and my mother squinted at him: "What's the matter? You are still too little? I want to go back to my mother's house back then, you gave me ten yuan, and asked me if it was enough!"

"It's been so hot these two days, we can't earn 120 yuan a day by working alone, and you want to get 120 yuan when you're playing cool at home? How can there be such a good thing? Tea grows on the tree, you have the ability to pick it yourself, and you can pick as much as you want, and sell as much as you want!" Under the old mother's "obscenity," the old father didn't dare to say anything.

My mother and I have old accounts, and my mother has to take them out and turn them over every few years, and I haven't turned them over once, silently remembering them in my heart, and I haven't forgotten them for decades

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

Actually, I also have old accounts, but I don't bother to settle them with him. I think when I was in the third year of junior high school, because it was the last year, the teacher asked to buy some learning materials, which were not expensive at that time, and it was only three or five yuan, and whenever I went home and asked him for money, he always had a black face: "I want money today! I want money tomorrow! I don't have a bank! I am not a ticket making machine!"

He really didn't give me a penny, and I didn't buy the study materials, so I had to wait for my classmates to borrow them after reading them.

At that time, we carried rice to the school cafeteria, and the cost of vegetables was two cents per meal, and later it rose to five cents, and he wouldn't give me a penny more.

Every holiday, or birthday, classmates will send each other some postcards, the general postcard is a dime, for students with good economic conditions, this is nothing, is their usual pocket money, for people like me, this is a heavy debt of human debt.

Every holiday or on the eve of my birthday, I have to start hungry at least two weeks in advance, and I want to save the money from cooking to buy postcards to pay back to others.

Once on my birthday, I received a postcard from a classmate, which made me hungry for three or four days, because she gave me a high-end birthday card, as soon as I opened the card, there would be a kind of music to wish you a happy birthday, and it cost two or three yuan a piece.

Of course, I don't go hungry for several days in a row, I usually go hungry every other day or two to save money there.

I put the money I saved in a cardboard box, and at that time my family slept on a shelf bed, and I put the carton on top of the bed, and generally no one would know.

I saved a few dollars for a dime or two, and put it in a box like a baby, and I had to take it out every day when my parents weren't paying attention.

One time my mother found the money in the box and said that I had stolen their money, which was so disgusting! They wanted to provide me with food, clothing, and schooling, and I actually stole my house!

I couldn't explain it clearly, they didn't listen or believe it at all, and my dad was also beside me to help me count me, I was really even more wronged than Dou E! In terms of treating children's family education, they are typical of the kind of people who carry a knife and a blood basin.

Unlike some people, one sings red face and the other sings black face, the children are better. Not only did they confiscate the money I had saved so hard to go hungry, but I was also beaten, and I still remember it vividly after decades.

Some of the injuries of childhood really can't be healed in a lifetime, and although I don't want to worry too much about them now, it doesn't mean that I have completely forgotten the shadow left on me by what they did in the first place.

The old mother cut off the money, I had to accept it temporarily, wait for two days to find an opportunity to give it to him, anyway, there is not much money, if you have to give it to him in person, the old mother has to be nagging for a long time, in order to clean the ears or choose some compromise methods.

In the evening, when the little girl came back from school, I took her to the street to change the dressing, and when we went out, it rained sporadically, and the heavy rain came down before the medicine was changed.

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts
Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts

After changing the medicine, I cut more than 60 yuan of braised pork for my father's birthday, regardless of whether he has merit or not, I still have to give him some sense of ceremony, don't let him think that I sent him away for 20 yuan.

If you think about it, I used to ask for boiled eggs on my birthday, and most of the time I didn't know if they did it on purpose or not, and they actually forgot it! They won't remember such an important day! It's so sad!

The rain was very heavy, I was wearing a raincoat, the little girl was behind me, her hands wrapped around my waist, her head was tightly attached to my back, and I could clearly feel the temperature on her body when I wore less clothes, at that moment I deeply realized the meaning of the idiom "dependent on each other", blood and family affection is the most inseparable attachment in the world, not to mention that I am the only child to rely on in the future.

Although the raincoat blocked the invasion of the heavy rain, it was inevitable on my face, and the raindrops the size of beans hit my face painfully, and after a while I had to wipe the rain on my face that blocked my vision.

I love you, so I'm not afraid of the ups and downs of this world......#农村寡妇的日常心声#

Today, my father's 71st birthday seems to have become a day of turning over old accounts