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The thread in a loving mother’s hand, the clothes on the wanderer’s body..., the worry of the mother when the son travels thousands of miles... are all described Mother is great and selfless. No matter how old her daughter is, she will still care about her.

When we were young, the first words we said when we got home were always: Dad, where is my mother?

Mother is the "anchor" of the family. Mom is synonymous with family warmth. A mother's child is a treasure...

When the word mother is mentioned, 58-year-old Zhao The eldest brother's face was full of frustration and disappointment. In his heart, his mother was like the god of plague. When he mentioned his mother, eldest brother Zhao couldn't help but shed tears. After sighing, he began to talk about decades of grievances and helplessness. .

Let’s go into Brother Zhao’s life and listen to him tell how his 80-year-old mother managed to make her children rebellious. Even though she has a million-dollar fortune, her children avoid her. A tragic story with a miserable evening scene.

Narrator: Zhao Xingye; 58 years old

In my childhood memory, my mother was a domineering woman. Perhaps as the deputy of the Public Security Bureau, she had the most say in the workplace. I'm used to bossing people around. When I got home, my father would be called back and forth, and he would give orders to us, my sister and my brother, to make us do things we didn't want to do.

My mother always looked at my father through the crack in the door. She always said that he was dull and stupid, and she disliked his father for being too useless. He only sat at a desk that was only one and a half feet tall and worked hard. My father always lowered his head and kept silent. When he couldn't hold back the scolding, he said a few words harshly: When you married me, didn't you know that I was like this? Now that you are the leader, you start to dislike me? What have you been doing?

After saying that, his father walked out of the house angrily. If his father continued to stay at home, there would be no peace for a moment. This was the only way for his father to escape.

After my father left home, he would go to Uncle Li’s house where he often visited and have a few drinks with him to vent his grievances. Although Uncle Li knew it well, his father never mentioned family matters outside. At this time, my mother was either crying or throwing things at home. I really can’t imagine how my mother could be the second-in-command in the workplace with her being at home like this.

My sister and I were so frightened that we hid in the corner of the room, not daring to gnaw, let alone go out to play. My sister hugged me, who was trembling with fear, and touched my head and said: Brother Don't be afraid, my sister is here. At that time, I really wanted to leave this home without any warmth as soon as possible.

When I was walking on the road after school, I saw other children jumping and jumping happily as their mothers held their little hands. I was so envious and longed in my heart to have such a mother who could pick me up and drop me off. It was something I didn’t dare to hope for my sister to go to and from school. When I was in elementary school, my sister held my hand and walked all the way to school.

My father was once again scolded by my mother. After being drunk, my father climbed onto the roof of our residential building. I don’t know whether it was because of his despair for his biological mother or because he was drunk and lost his footing. He fell from the roof of the sixth floor and fell instantly. He died of anger. When we, the siblings, were about to see our father for the last time, we were stopped by our old and sick grandfather.

My father just left us and our family behind. My old and sick grandfather couldn’t afford to lose his only son. In the third month after my father left, he took me with him Regret to pass away.

In such a short period of time, our family has undergone such a big change. I thought that my overbearing mother would definitely change and love my sister and me. However, my mother treated us even more harshly. , as long as the academic performance dropped slightly, my sister and I would be punished by kneeling for a night. Our father who loved us could no longer protect us siblings.

After I entered junior high school, my mother took a full-time position and ignored me and my sister. One time when I came home, I saw my sister sleeping on the desk with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes and under her arm. The pressed letter paper has long been soaked with tears, and it reads: My father who is far away in heaven, are you okay? My brother and I miss you very much. Sometimes I complain that you left me and my brother and ran away. You are not a good father, but I don’t blame you...

Read between the lines It was a deep longing for my father. I could no longer suppress the grievance in my heart and cried loudly. My sister who was woken up hugged me and cried bitterly. Without a father, there is no one to guide us in our homework or talk to us. The only ones there are my sister and me.

Our mother will not know our thoughts, nor will she understand them. We can only keep our thoughts in our hearts. There is no complaint about our mother in my sister’s thoughts. Maybe she does not want to mention her mother at all.

We didn’t dare to reveal our feelings to our mother. If she found out, she would scold and nag us, and she would even receive gifts of fists and kicks. My sister and I had long been afraid of this.

My sister and I live very repressed lives every day. When we come home, we don’t dare to be loud, have fun or talk loudly. As a result, our personalities are solitary and introverted. Sometimes I even talk to my friends After having fun at school, my sister always walked alone. We all worked hard to study hard and leave this home without any warmth as soon as possible.

When I was in high school, my mother forced me to apply for a choice that I didn’t like. As a result, I failed in my studies. My sister, unlike me, started to argue with my mother, but she didn’t listen to her words. In the end, my sister got admitted to Zhejiang University as she wished. a key university.

After my sister entered the university, except for the first year’s tuition, which was provided by her mother, the rest of the years were earned by her through work-study and vacation work, and she never spent a penny of her mother’s money. Money, and after I was admitted to college the following year, my mother paid for me.

At that time, I knew how difficult it was for my sister, a girl thousands of miles away from home, to go to school. During college, I worked part-time as a tutor and sent the money I earned to my sister. My sister often encouraged me to study hard. , and asked me not to skip eating. This may be the only warmth I can get in this world.

When we were in college, we never received a call from our mother, and we were especially indifferent to my sister. Even when we were in school, we took the green train by ourselves with our luggage on our backs. Go.

I don’t know why my mother is so cruel. Whenever I see my classmates’ parents coming to school to visit them, I can’t help but think of my deceased father. It would be great if my father were alive.

After graduating from college, my sister stayed in the city where she was working and vowed never to step foot in that home in her life.

When I was in college, I had a girlfriend. After graduation, she followed me back to my hometown to work. Just when we were about to talk about marriage and meet our parents, I didn’t expect that my mother was determined. I objected and disliked the fact that the girl's family came from rural Gansu Province. They said that the place was poor and far away and that they were not the right family for our family. They insisted that I find a girl of the right family to get married.

After my sister found out, she advised me to be firm in my choice and not to leave my happiness to my cruel mother, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life. My sister is indeed right. I have grown up and should be the one for you. Make your own decision for once.

When my mother found out, she cried and scolded me for being unfilial, and even went to find my girlfriend to force her to break up with me. After her mother’s repeated interference, the girl couldn’t stand her mother’s frequent harassment, and she broke up with me in tears. After choosing to break up, he returned to his hometown in Gansu.

I did not give up because of this. I must seek my own happiness. After I resigned from my workplace, I followed my girlfriend to Gansu. When my mother found out, she was so angry that she wanted to cut off the relationship between mother and son. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life Living a useless life under the control of my mother, I decided to come to Lanzhou to marry my beloved girlfriend.

My mother kept scolding me, saying that I was out of my mind, and that she would give me a soft one when the hard one was not enough. She said that as long as I obeyed the marriage she arranged for me, she would give me all my property. I.

Even though my mother has a million-dollar fortune, I will not accept a marriage without love. I advise my mother to do more good deeds and stop being obsessed with the desire for money and power all day long. Don’t forget There is nothing more precious in this world than family love.

In the days to come, that is, during the Chinese New Year, I went back to visit my mother alone. I didn’t stay too much. I just cared about my mother and asked her to take good care of her body.

My mother saw despair in me and lost confidence in me. She began to call my sister and asked her to come back to her. She also said that she had given her millions of property to her sister. My sister told me Mother: Ask her to donate her family property to children who are out of school to do some good deeds, saying that she doesn’t care.

My mother is guarding her family property at home and living a miserable life alone. I don’t know if she will look back on her past, and I don’t know if she has any regrets for her father. , let alone whether she would think that all the endings today were created by herself over the years.

My sister has never been home since college, and I can only visit my mother as a son should.

Conclusion

There is nothing wrong with a mother’s strength, and she should not be so strong that her family and children must submit in humiliation. Her husband passed away with hatred at an early age, leaving her children to be separated from each other, leaving her with a miserable old age.

The selfless maternal love may have been hidden by this mother, leaving her children without enjoying the warmth of maternal love from childhood to adulthood, and their hearts are filled with a lifetime of resentment and hatred.

This mother has reached an octogenarian age. No matter what, she is already a frail old man. Children should give their mother some warmth. There are no grievances or grudges that cannot be resolved in a family relationship where blood is thicker than water. .