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Text: Zhang Shiren
Editor: Zhang Shiren
Short stories are pure fiction, please watch them rationally, and do not sit in the right seats
It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, I didn't believe it before, until the responsibility of taking care of my father fell on my head, and I deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.
My name is Zhang Li, I am 60 years old this year, we have five brothers and sisters in our family, I am the third, and there is an older brother and a sister above, but in taking care of the elderly, our division of labor is different.
The eldest brother is a chef, and after retirement, he is dedicated to enjoying life at home, cooking a table of dishes every day and being responsible for his father's three meals a day, and the eldest sister is a senior financer, and after retirement, she is hired back to the company, and she naturally has no time to take care of her father with a double salary, so she is mainly responsible for paying for it.
I'm lazy and have always had nothing to do, so the responsibility of taking care of my father's life has been handed over to me, and there are two younger siblings below, who are mainly responsible for mouthing, every time they come to my father's place, it is like a large-scale filial piety performance, but they only talk about it, resolutely do not do it, and do not take the garbage downstairs at home.
Because I lived with my father for a long time, I discovered a lot of habits and secrets that my father did not know, and I also found that I should not be too filial to the elderly.
At first, I was quite happy, after all, my son still has to be filial, but the old man is too stubborn, you say that he is still old and quibbles with me at every turn, so that I can save some effort, but I can't help but say that I have to force him to exercise his legs and feet.
At that time, the epidemic happened to hit suddenly, we were locked down at home, and I dragged him around the house all day long, and rubbed and pounded him when he sweated, but my father was very resistant.
There were also a few times during this period when he frightened me, such as sudden stiffness of limbs, foaming at the mouth in the middle of the night, and numbness in half of the body... Immediately called an ambulance to take him to the hospital, and he was safe.
But because of these small circumstances, his morale fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and he shouted every day that he was tired of living and couldn't keep up with the times, and when he saw me coming with food, he laughed sarcastically, saying that he felt sorry for me working day and night, so it was better to wait to collect his body.
Dad's negative emotions at that time tossed me badly, he kept counting me down, saying that I was overly worried and wasting energy, and said that we are father and son after all, so I shouldn't be so attentive to serve him.
But I can clearly see that his words are just excuses, and under the words he actually hopes that I can take good care of myself, and if I really listen to him and leave him alone, he will definitely be even more depressed.
So I turned a blind eye to his pickiness and went on with my daily routine, he scolded me, I saluted me twice, he put on a bad face, I made him happy, he didn't eat, I went to coax him.
I know that this is a common problem of the elderly, I say that I let myself go, but I still yearn for the company of my children, I don't have the same knowledge as him, but I am more considerate, and tell him with my actions that I will never abandon and will always be by his side.
At that time, I was desperate, I wanted to divide myself into two, and leave more effort on him, once he suddenly cried in the middle of the night, I was so frightened that I was at a loss, and quickly called my eldest sister, only to know that his old problem had attacked.
Fortunately, the eldest sister was quick and quickly rescued the old man, otherwise I wouldn't dare to imagine that if something went wrong, I would be ashamed of myself as a son...
After my father's serious illness, his temper became more uncertain, sometimes when he opened his eyes in the morning, he watched me busy before and after serving him to freshen up and eat breakfast, and would return with a shy smile, but as soon as the afternoon came, he seemed to be a different person, vexatious and critical of me.
For a while, he didn't even eat, and when I brought it over, he smacked it at the bowl, scolding me for being an additive and a nuisance.
I also got into a deal with him, stuffed the food into his mouth, and forcibly fed him, he was angry, thirsty and wanted to drink water, and he didn't let me pass the water cup, so I put the cup within his reach, and watched him angrily not get enough of the cup of water, until he was so thirsty that he couldn't stand it, and swallowed the cold water fiercely, so he was embarrassed.
Probably because this dead look was too ridiculous, he suddenly couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the happiness, warmth, and indescribable melancholy in his smile, and I was relieved.
His childish energy, in fact, is just a desire to be cared for, an old man wants to hold on alone, it's really difficult for him, I'll let him lose his temper, anyway, in the end, he is always the one who is soft.
In addition to dealing with his small actions and so on, I also have to be ready to rescue him at any time, a few times he reacted in the middle of the night, I slept in a daze, and thought he was talking nonsense in a nightmare, and when I reacted, I quickly dragged him and laid him flat on the bed for first aid.
Fortunately, he was dealt with in time, he was always able to get through, once bluffed my soul away, he simply fainted, his lips were blue, sweating profusely, I was frightened, trembling to call the eldest sister for help, fortunately, the eldest sister was resolute, and after a while, the doctors and nurses were called, and the old man did an emergency rescue......
After the eldest sister saved his father's life that time, his physical condition became more and more worrisome, and even the eldest sister, who looked cold, began to show a worried look.
"Li'er, let's send the old man to the hospital, it's too dangerous at home." The eldest sister said to me while checking my father's pulse.
Although I agreed with her, my father was determined to seek medical attention, and he didn't want to go to the hospital as soon as he left the house, so I finally coaxed him into the hospital, but when he got there, he was like a stubborn donkey, and he did not cooperate with the examination and treatment.
The nurse's sister was kind and persuasive, he waved his hand, smiled at me and said, "Son, Dad, that's all I have to live, don't bother with that tongue anymore." "
I couldn't get angry with his attitude of never leaving his hands, and scolded fiercely: "You children are counting on you!" If we forget about each other like this, who else do we expect? "
Hearing this, my father was silent for a long time, a trace of self-blame flashed in his eyes, and he probably realized that his negative attitude really made us children too sad.
Since then, he has finally been willing to obediently listen to the doctor's words, adjust his body little by little, take medicine, injections, infusions, etc., he will no longer resist, and even agree to have surgery.
Although he refused to turn over and eat after the operation, we were also stubborn, and we said all the cruel words, and dragged him back from the Yama Palace.
During that time, I sang against my father, he scolded me, I pushed back, he was petty, I turned a blind eye and ignored it.
"Unfilial! What an unfilial son of a bastard! "He used to curse at me like that.
"Unfilial? Tell me, I'm not doing this for your own good! "I never show weakness, and I often scold him.
The nurse looked at us arguing like this, and secretly laughed to herself, and once, she secretly said to me: "You two, just like elementary school students, you really have you." "
Although my father always scolded me for being "unfilial" and "son of a bastard", in fact, with my unremitting persistence, his attitude slowly changed.
At the beginning in the hospital, he did not cooperate with any treatment, and shook his head at the medical staff, so I had to go up and forcibly pull him, put him on the operating table, and after the operation, he refused to eat and refuse to turn over, so I stood aside and counted him down, forcing him to eat and move.
At that time, my father's face was full of resentment and stubbornness, and he was very reluctant to "persecute" me, but gradually, perhaps seeing through my good intentions, he began to change.
Although he still put on a stinky face, at least he was willing to obey the doctor's instructions, took the medicine, did gymnastics, and once, he was still under my "coercion", barely holding on to his weak body, and fighting with me for a while.
"Son, are you so determined, is it really meaningful to drag my old bones down desperately?" He asked me.
Without hesitation, I replied, "Meaningful!" Don't you want to spend more time with our children? Don't talk about us, even if you can't bear your grandchildren, you have to live for them for a while, right? "
My father was silent, as if convinced by my words, and since then, he has not resisted any treatment, and after full cooperation, his body finally improved little by little.
One day, my father suddenly grabbed my hand, his eyes were full of guilt, and said, "Son, it's Dad who can't stand you... You are doing this, but Dad still often speaks wildly, which hurts your heart. "
I hurriedly comforted him: "Okay Dad, it's nothing, we're just doing it for your own good, your body is important, and everything else is a trivial matter." "
Dad nodded, his tearful eyes were full of relief, and he finally saw all my behaviors in his heart.
My father's mental state and body have improved significantly since he was tossed in the hospital, and after he was discharged from the hospital, I took him home and continued to take care of his daily life.
This time, his cooperation is much better than before, he takes the initiative to go out and move his legs and feet when he should exercise, he will take it himself when he should take medicine, and even wash and go to the toilet, I don't always need to support him.
A few times he would have said to me, son, if you hadn't forced me hard before, I'm afraid I'd have passed now, I smiled and said, nothing, nothing, it's all right.
But even though my dad was sincerely grateful for my filial piety, his stubbornness would recur occasionally, especially when my younger siblings came to visit us.
In front of my younger siblings, my dad often counts me worthless, and then praises my younger siblings who only open their mouths and don't do anything.
When my dad said that, my siblings would laugh and then platter me on the back.
These words were naturally very harsh in my father's ears, and when he turned his head, he would shake his head and sneer at me.
My younger brother also kindly persuaded me: "Brother, you are really a filial son!" But I sold myself to the old man..."
"Mmmm, Brother Li, you're really good, it's okay, we'll use it for you..."
When I heard this, I just didn't hear it, anyway, my father was happy, but once, when they were talking, the more they were talking, the more they became more and more crooked.
The children who don't work together are good children, and I'm still wrong when I'm around all day? Is it really the smell of the fragrance from afar?
I gradually became unconvinced, feeling that I had given too much, so I held a family meeting and wanted to rest for three days, and let my brother and sister serve for these three days.
We didn't have any opinions on my proposal, but when I saw my father's face sank, he interrupted our conversation: "Nonsense! You little hairy heads, are you still waiting? If you stay with me for three days, your feet will rot the floor! "
My father's words choked up on my younger siblings, and they looked at each other and remained silent, as if they were told by my father.
I knew in my heart that their cynical boys couldn't afford to take care of the old man, so I said to my father, "Dad, you can let them make trouble." If you really change them to serve you, you may have to worry about you twice in three days. "
"Okay, okay, let them experience it for themselves!" My father glanced at me and said to my younger siblings, "A few of you will give it to me, and whoever chirps again in three days, we will change him!" "
My brothers and sisters finally agreed, and in the next three days, they began to "serve" their father.
On the first day, they were kept up in the dark, who knew that the old man's three meals, toilet washing, and other small things, there were so many exquisite, I hid at home and watched Zhile remotely, they couldn't cope with it at all.
At night, after Dad fell asleep safely, several of them began to suffer, one did not hold the urinal steadily, and the floor was covered with Dad's urine stains, and the other did not pay attention to the quilt falling to the ground, causing the old man to tremble in the middle of the night.
The next day, they were already exhausted, and their father was in high spirits, so they had to go out for a walk!
Several people couldn't persuade them, so they had to accompany them, but as soon as they walked out of the door, Dad's crutches slipped and fell, which scared them into a cold sweat.
"Dad! You will... Just rest at home...... Uh, it's so messy outside, let's take a walk another day..."
Dad snorted: "What's the mess?" That's all you guys have to do? "
After these three days of personal experience, my younger siblings finally experienced the hardships of taking care of the elderly, and had a deeper understanding of the hardships of my father.
On the morning of the third day, they came to the door in a gloomy manner and begged me to take over the care of my father again.
"Brother, I really didn't expect to be so hard to serve the old man! You'll have to forgive us for being foolish..."
"That's it, Brother Li, you are a filial son, we only know how difficult it is in the past three days..."Looking at their embarrassed appearance, I secretly laughed, but my father said vividly:
"How? Now take it, right? You little hairy people will think about your father's purse, but you don't know how much your brother has suffered! "
I hurriedly said, "Okay Dad, they already know that they are wrong, and they will definitely change it in the future." Dad snorted, not very convinced.
I patted my siblings on the shoulder, and understood that they had also tasted a little bit, and that serving the elderly was no more like eating, drinking, and having fun when they were younger, and they all nodded their heads with shame on their faces.
Seeing their sincerity, my heart was relieved, and I turned my head to meet my father's eyes, and he seemed to have new expectations for our younger brothers and sisters.
Since then, our brothers and sisters have finally reunited together, helping each other and working together to spend their old age together, in fact, the Chinese tradition is filial piety and kindness, but when it comes to our parents in their later years, we cannot blindly "filial piety" and follow their opinions, because sometimes their ideas are not right, which is not conducive to physical health and family harmony.
"Filial piety" can be, but "Shun", we must distinguish between right and wrong, on the basis of science and health to filial piety to the elderly, I believe that parents will be able to understand the hard work of their children, what do you think?
Disclaimer:
This content is a fictional short story, and any name, place name, or other aspect involved in the text has nothing to do with reality (without any implications). If there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence, please read it rationally.