Mother's "preference"
I was born in an ordinary rural family, and in addition to me, I have a younger brother who is five years younger than me. Since I was a child, I have felt my parents' preference for my younger brother, whether it is food, clothing, or play, my younger brother can always get more attention and pampering than me. But I don't hold a grudge, I just silently accept it all and try to do my part.
When I grew up, I worked hard to find a stable job in the city and married a husband who was very good to me. The younger brother chose to stay with his parents, inherited the family's farmland, and lived the same life as his parents. Even though our life trajectories are very different, I still return to my hometown and reunite with my family during the holidays.
This year, the time for NCMS payment has come again. Considering that my parents are old and I am not familiar with these modern payment methods, I decided to help them pay the fees for NCMS. When I came home with the payment slip and told my mother that I had helped them pay the NCMS, my mother's first words made me stunned.
"Didn't you give it to your brother's family?" My mother looked at me expectantly.
I was stunned, and I had mixed feelings. I thought that my mother would be grateful to me and praise me for being sensible, but I didn't expect that the first thing she thought of was her brother. I held back the loss in my heart and said as calmly as possible: "Mom, I'm just coming back to help you hand over NCMS, and my brother has already handed it over by himself." ”
My mother didn't seem to notice the change in my mood, and continued to nag: "Your brother, where do they know this, since you have already helped me and your father pay it, you should help their family by the way." ”
The sense of loss in my heart was even worse, but I didn't show it. I took a deep breath and tried to explain, "Mom, I also have my own family and life, and I can't always revolve around my brother. He has grown up and should learn to take responsibility for himself. ”
My mother seemed a little displeased when she heard my words. She was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I know you're doing well now, but you can't forget your brother." He is your own brother, and your blood is thicker than water, so you should help each other. ”
I'm speechless. I knew that there was some truth in my mother's words, but I still couldn't help but feel aggrieved in my heart. I silently left the room and walked out into the courtyard, looking at the familiar field, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in my heart.
One night a few days later, I suddenly received a call from my brother. He told me on the phone that he already knew about the NCMS I had helped them hand over NCMS and thanked me very much. He said he knew that my mother's words that day made me feel uncomfortable, so he made a point of calling to apologize to me.
Hearing my brother's words, the grievances in my heart suddenly disappeared. It turned out that he had always understood me, but my mother's words caused me to misunderstand. We talked for a long time, talked about interesting things when we were young, and talked about our lives and jobs. At that moment, I felt like the distance between us was being shortened.
After hanging up, I fell into deep thought. Maybe my mother's words did make me feel aggrieved, but I also understood her worries and expectations. She hopes that our family can unite and support each other. And my brother and I, as brothers and sisters, should cherish our friendship with each other.
Since then, I have taken the initiative to keep in touch with my brother and care about his life and work. And he also became more mature and independent, and began to take on the responsibilities and obligations of the family. Our relationship became more and more harmonious and became real family.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's a new year. This time, when my mother asked me again if I had helped my brother hand over NCMS, I smiled and nodded. I saw a satisfied smile on my mother's face, and my heart was filled with warmth and satisfaction.
I know that no matter how time passes, family affection is always our most precious treasure. We may have conflicts due to some misunderstandings and differences, but as long as we can be honest with each other and understand each other, we will definitely be able to resolve all difficulties and challenges.
Today, I am no longer the little girl who silently endures grievances, but a mature woman who knows how to cherish family affection and face life bravely. I am grateful for my mother's "favoritism" words and actions, because they made me cherish every moment with my family even more.
The days went on like this, plain and warm. Until one day, I received an unexpected phone call. It was my younger brother calling, and his voice trembled a little: "Sister, my parents want to talk to you." ”
The mother's faint voice came from the other end of the phone: "Daughter, I know that you have always been good to me and your father, but we are always worried about your brother. He's sensible now, so you two have to take care of each other. ”
My eyes moistened, it turned out that they had been silently caring for me all along, but in a different way. I held the phone tightly, as if I could feel my mother's warm palm: "Mom, don't worry, we will always be together." ”
At that moment, I suddenly understood the true meaning of family affection: it may not be perfect, but it will always be our most solid support. No matter how many ups and downs there will be in the future, I will move forward hand in hand with my family to protect this hard-won warmth and happiness.