My son’s healthy and happy growth is my greatest gratification

April 15, 2004, is a black day for me, a day that I will never forget. That morning, the father felt a stomachache and took stomach medicine as usual, but it didn't work this time. I hurriedly took him to the hospital for emergency treatment and underwent laboratory tests, B-ultrasound, CT, and MRI. The attending doctor asked me to go to the office. As soon as I entered the door, the doctor told me that the child's father had terminal cancer. This was like a bolt from the blue. Suddenly I sat on the ground with my legs paralyzed. I was heartbroken. While crying, I knelt on the ground and begged the doctor to do everything possible to save the father. The doctor said he would try his best. I don’t know how I walked out of the doctor’s office that day. In the following days, I lived through the saddest and most painful days of my life.

When I learned that my child’s father was ill and hospitalized, my mother, who was in her seventies, came to me from her hometown in Anhui to help me pick up the children and do housework. I am busy taking care of my children's father and have to go to work, so I have no time to take care of my children. I would go to the hospital early in the morning when the child was still sleeping, then go to school from the hospital to attend classes, and then go to the hospital after work in the afternoon until I returned home at 11 or 2 o'clock in the evening, when the child was already asleep. . In order to spend more time with my child's father, I ran to the hospital and school every time I got off the bus. I sleep five or six hours at home every day. I was so tired a few times that I fell asleep on the bus. I didn't wake up when it was time to get off the bus. I sat there until the end, and then took the bus back.

Whenever I see other people’s family of three strolling around talking and laughing, I am always troubled by a huge loneliness and helplessness. I think of our family of three who used to go shopping and shopping together. The camera, and now the child's father is lying on the hospital bed, thinking about the doctor's words, saying that he can survive for a few months at most. At this time, my tears will burst out. There were several times that I couldn't control my sad emotions. , I cried out loud on the bus, and several people next to me looked at me curiously.

Many times, when I returned home from the hospital, I would kneel down and kowtow in front of the Bodhisattva statue with piety and tears, and make a vow: May the father of my child get well soon, he is still young, and our child He is still very young, and our family cannot live without him. Please, I will do whatever hard work you ask me to do in the future. Then I would carefully take off our family portrait from the wall and look at it, and my tears would flow down uncontrollably. This was taken more than a month ago before he got sick, and I held it in my arms for many nights. If you are in a daze, you will fall asleep if you are tired.

Because the mother did not speak Mandarin, it was difficult to communicate with the children. She rarely saw her father and mother’s son. He had a change in his heart. I didn’t notice it until one day the kindergarten teacher called and asked. Me: "Did anything happen to your family during this period? Your son has changed a lot. He doesn't like to talk or do activities. He often stays in a daze and sometimes hides. Today, many teachers helped to find him. Finally, he was found in an empty room. I found it under the bed in the classroom. "As soon as I heard about the seriousness of the matter, I told the class teacher that the child's father was hospitalized, and I begged the class teacher to pay more attention to the child and guide him. Since then, I sometimes go home early to play with my son and tell him stories. On Saturdays and Sundays, my son and I stayed in the hospital to stay with the father.

In the ward of the hospital, a young doctor saw his son being so naughty and cute, and took the initiative to chat with him: "Kid, what do you want to do when you grow up?" The son thought for a while and said: "When I grow up, I want to be a doctor and treat patients." Listening to his answer, looking at his innocent expression, and looking at the child's father lying on the hospital bed, my heart felt like a knife, and I tried my best to restrain myself. Tears flowed because the doctor had told me not to cry in front of him. Then the doctor said to me: "There are too many patients in the hospital, there are a lot of viruses, and children have poor immunity. Try not to bring children to the hospital." After listening to the doctor's advice, I occasionally took my son to the hospital to visit the father, and my son passed the test. He recorded on his cell phone and sent text messages on his cell phone to contact his father.

After being hospitalized for two weeks, I took half a month's leave in a row to take care of him in the hospital. Because the school stipulated that I could not take leave continuously like this, so I took leave intermittently.

Seeing a doctor cost all my family’s money and the money I borrowed from my parents’ family and friends’ families. I also had to pay off a monthly housing loan of 2,800 yuan. God really knows how to play tricks on people. The child's father had just resigned from the company before he was diagnosed with the disease and was going to work in a private company.

His original employer had just stopped his medical insurance and he was diagnosed with a serious illness a few days later. He became unemployed and I paid for all the medical expenses alone. I was so worried that I had several white hairs growing out. When I was hospitalized, I gave my child's aunt two time deposit books worth 70,000 yuan, household registration booklet, and password, and entrusted her to transfer the medical expenses. Because my mobile phone and bag were snatched away by others before, I was even more worried about my taking away my phone and bag at that time. The money was robbed later. She had a car and it was safe to withdraw the money. Unexpectedly, she only paid 60,000 yuan. Before she was discharged from the hospital, the medical expenses of nearly 10,000 yuan were divided and said to be used as alimony to her parents.

The doctor had to pay the hospitalization fee, so I had to find a way to borrow money. My parents, elder brother, younger brothers, and sisters gave me part of the money to treat the father of my child. Both his parents have very high pensions, and they didn’t give me a penny. Instead, they even asked me for 4,000 yuan to deliver some food to the hospital. The child's grandmother helped me take care of the child for a day and asked me for 50 yuan in front of the child. The child did not eat with her, but used my meal card to eat in the school cafeteria. In that case, that was a lot of money to me.

In the next few days, I will have to have an injection of albumin. I am facing an average medical expense of more than 1,500 yuan a day, and some days it exceeds 2,000 yuan a day. When the mother saw this situation, she and her son would often cook more white rice at home and fry it with some oil and salt, without even an egg. My mother has been with me and my children for several months. She often cries when she sees my family like this. Since she has no money to buy delicious food, she has lost more than ten pounds. When she sees me like this, she really can’t stand it, and I can’t stand it either. Seeing that my mother was working hard and that I was on summer vacation, I asked my mother to go back to her hometown. After my mother came home, she asked my father to come over and stay with me and the child. At that time, the child was also suffering from malnutrition and had a sallow complexion and thin muscles.

In order to save money, I was reluctant to take a two-yuan bus. I had to walk a few hundred meters to take a one-yuan bus home. There were times when I only had a transportation card and 6 or 7 cents in my pocket. For breakfast, one yuan and three steamed buns were not enough. At first, the store was unwilling to give them credit. I showed them my teacher's ID card. I begged that a major change had occurred in my family and that my family was now financially strapped. I would be fine in a few days. Wages will be paid. After many days, I paid back the money I owed for the steamed buns.

During that time, I was the most miserable and financially strapped. Sometimes I borrowed money from my colleagues to buy groceries. In the evening, my son and I would take cartons to the school trash can to pick up bottles. Sometimes, there would be competitions held on the school playground, and many bottles would be left there. Sometimes when I take my children out, after drinking a bottle of mineral water, my son is reluctant to throw it away. He says, "Mom, don't throw away this bottle. You can take it home and sell it for money." I felt very sad after hearing this, and felt that my child had grown up and become more sensible.

I took care of my child's father meticulously and wholeheartedly in the hospital. Many doctors and nurses were very moved. One female doctor even advised me, "You have hired nurses here, so don't come here every day." , It’s too hard. I’m worried that if you continue like this, you will be exhausted, and your child will be left unattended, and it will be even more pitiful by then!” He also asked me to be mentally prepared, saying that it would be a waste of time and money, and I said I would not do it again! Even when I am tired, I want to spend more time with him. I want him to live longer. The doctor told me he wouldn't last long, but I didn't believe it. I wanted to create a miracle of life for him. I massage him every day, make him delicious soup, and chat with him to help him build up the confidence to defeat the disease. Every time I saw him tortured by illness, I would cry. Later, he advised me, "Xiao Lian, please stop crying. Your eyesight is not good to begin with. No matter how much you cry, my illness will become worse." I don’t like it. I like to see you smiling. As long as you stay with me and don’t do anything, I will be happy. Let the nurses do the rest.” I held back my tears in front of him. I also told jokes to make him laugh. When I saw him sleeping, I would cry softly. After walking out of the ward, I couldn't control myself and would cry bitterly.

Some doctors also reminded me to protect my house and money (I was not present when they notarized the house before marriage). I thought my husband was so sick, how could he talk about the house? . He and his family asked me to write a guarantee not to remarry. They said that as long as I did not remarry, the house and insurance premiums would be given to me. I could do it when I was young and my children were small. I am afraid that I will do it when I am older. No, I can't go against my conscience or my promise for money.

Due to overwork, sadness, and malnutrition, I lost more than 20 pounds. When the doctors saw me like this, they advised me: "You should pay attention to rest and nutrition. Don't be too tired. Otherwise you will fall ill. You have to be mentally prepared that your husband won't last long.

"Listening to the doctor's words, I cried and begged the doctor to save the life of the child's father. The doctor said: "There is nothing we can do, the disease was discovered too late." After chemotherapy, the child's mouth has been completely ulcerated. He cannot speak and can only use a pen. Tell me, that scene was really terrible.

He had difficulty eating due to ulcers. In order to give him as much nutrition as possible, I mashed the eggs bit by bit and put them in the porridge to feed him. When the fever persisted, I put a wet towel on his forehead to cool him down and kept wiping his body with another towel. The doctor told me that he could no longer undergo chemotherapy. After more than ten days, he died. I can speak now, but the function of my internal organs has declined sharply. Every time I look at the father’s face, which has been deformed by the disease, and massage his skinny body, I hold back the tears. .

One time I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I ran out of the ward and cried. When I returned to the ward, I forced myself to pretend that nothing had happened, but I couldn’t hide my red and swollen eyes. He, because he has never let me cry since the first day in the hospital, he said to me: "Don't cry, your eyes are very short-sighted. If you cry anymore, it will get worse. No matter how hard you cry, My illness can't be cured either. After listening to what he said, my tears flowed out again. While wiping my tears, he comforted me and said, "Don't cry. I like to see you smiling. As long as you sit next to me, I will Happy. "

When the child's father saw the aunts who were cleaners in the hospital, he was very envious. He said to those aunts: "Sister, you are so lucky, you have a good body. In this life, health is the most important. If I could survive and be allowed to sweep the streets every day after being discharged from the hospital, I would be willing to do so. "When he said these words, I saw some tears in his eyes. When I heard what he said, I felt very sad and tears flowed down involuntarily.

Thinking about what the doctor told me According to me, he can last for a month at most. I couldn't control my feelings. My father cried harder while holding the child. He also held me tightly and cried, "Xiao Lian, I'm sorry!" It was my stubbornness that harmed you and me, and our family. You often told me to have regular physical examinations and not to take medicine randomly, but I always didn't listen. If I didn't resign and have medical insurance, you wouldn't. There will be such a heavy financial burden. I won’t be able to walk with you for a few days. I will leave you and your son behind, making you orphans and widows..." Before he could finish his words, I covered him with my hand. He said: "Don't say anything unlucky. Your illness will be cured. We had agreed before that we would travel to Hong Kong when our son is in first grade. We will go when his illness is cured." "I burst into tears and said to him: "I'm sorry for you! You usually don't want to have a physical examination...I just followed your temper and didn't force you to go to the hospital. If I knew it would be like this,...even if I called 120, I would take you to the hospital for treatment. "That day, I cuddled up to my child's father, and the two of us recalled our good times from meeting, falling in love, getting married, having children, to being hospitalized. We kept talking for more than four hours.

In A few days before his death, he held his son's hand with his left hand and mine with his right hand and told me: "If you want to raise our son well, you must first take good care of his body. I hope that after he finishes elementary school, he will change his health." His name is Fang Jian. I hope he is in good health and you want to train him to be a talented person..." He turned to his son and said: "Son, dad is sorry for you. You will never see dad again. You have to listen to mom and study hard. . The son didn't understand his father's words and asked, "I can't see you anymore, so where are you going?" He held his son tightly in his arms with tears streaming down his face and cried: "Dad is going to hide in a box and go to a far away place..." The three of us hugged each other and cried for a long time that day. .

Their family members are the biggest liars in the world. When I found out that my child’s father had terminal cancer, I burst into tears. His sister comforted me and said, “Sister-in-law, please stop crying and take care of yourself. My brother is no longer here, so don’t worry, I will treat you even better, because I only have one brother, you, my sister-in-law, and my nephew." She said it so nicely. More than ten years have passed, and she has not come to see you for many years. The child. The child’s grandmother has never visited the child, and has never given the child a dollar. She is like a stranger.

I think about the year 2000, when my child’s grandmother was hospitalized. When she was seeing a doctor, I took care of her in the hospital. Most of the medical expenses were paid by me and the child’s father. We spent tens of thousands on her, and also Yes, after she was discharged from the hospital, I only had a bonus of 400 yuan, and I spent 300 yuan to hire a nanny for her. Her retirement salary is higher than mine. When the child's grandfather was sick and hospitalized, the child's father and I also paid part of the medical expenses. Thinking about how good I was to their family back then, I never imagined how their family could be so heartless after such a major change happened in my family and when the father of the child was sick and about to die.

The father’s sister worked first. When the father was studying in college, his sister paid for the tuition. He wanted to thank his sister, so he wrote a bequest and gave her the house where I married. The child's father said that he would not let her sell the house before marriage and asked me to collect the rent until the child was 18 years old. The child was just six years old at the time. After he went to college, he would let her sell the house and let me collect the rent for more than ten years to support her life. His sister verbally promised his brother not to sell it. Unexpectedly, her brother had just passed away a few months ago. At the end of 2004, he sold the house for more than 200,000 yuan and bought a new house by himself. His sister is a civil servant with a high salary, and he has a lot of money. Big house to live in. But she never gave her brother a single yuan for medical expenses. In 2006, she only gave the child 2,000 yuan for travel expenses and 2,000 yuan for study expenses. She also asked me to write a receipt. Without thinking carefully, I actually wrote that it was the money she gave to the child. ). When I asked her: "You promised your brother not to sell the house and let me collect the rent. How come you sold the house now?" She actually said, "This is my business and you have nothing to do with it." I continued: "You violated your brother's last wish like this. You deceived him. How can you live with your conscience? The French writer Roland once said that violating a dying person's last wish is a despicable act. You will be punished. "She actually said: "I have been punished, I am divorced." You said, "You said before that you would give money to your children after selling the house, why didn't you give it to them?" She also said that you would give it to your children when they go to junior high school and college. However, when the child needed to pay the sponsorship fee for junior high school, after many persuasion by the child's grandfather, her boss gave her a tuition fee of 20,000 yuan, because the child went to a private school in junior high school and had to pay a sponsorship fee of 20,000 yuan per year. Two thousand yuan. When the child was in junior high school, she visited the child twice. The sad thing is that the child's grandfather passed away in April 2013. Since then, she has not contacted the child once, let alone paid tuition.

The child’s father’s family was so callous to me and the child that it made me sad and heartbroken. The child’s father had been in a hospital for five months. The family did not pay a single yuan. Instead, they gave him some rice porridge and soup and asked for 4,000 yuan. Dad asked for 2,000 yuan, his mother asked for 2,000 yuan, and his mother asked for 50 yuan to take care of my child for a day. His mother was even more ruthless and wanted his sister to collect the insurance premium before the child’s father passed away (I found out later that the insurance premium had already been collected). The content of the second will was written by his father, and he just signed it. I was right in front of the notary when they were doing the notarization (August 17th). I knew that would be extremely detrimental to me, but I didn’t say anything. When I saw the two words “will”, I cried. I thought As long as the child's father is happy, he can write whatever he wants (if it were anyone else, he would definitely not be allowed to notarize it. Later, many friends said I was stupid). I paid for the notarization fee of 700 yuan (my brother sent him the money for medical treatment). , part of it). The next day (18th), as soon as I arrived at the hospital in the morning, my child's father said to me, "I didn't sleep all night last night." I asked him why, and he said, "I thought about it all night, and I wrote my will like that. I'm so sorry for you! You've lived with me for 7-8 years, and you gave me such a wonderful son, and you didn't leave you any money. Xiaolian, I know that your biggest pressure in the future will be 100,000. "RMB house loan, don't worry, I made an agreement with my parents and my sister last night, and they agreed to use part of the insurance premium in the future, plus the company's money, to repay the loan in advance." He wrote the power of attorney by hand I was asked to go to the company to collect money (he still had not received the bonus and commission for the second half of 2003 in the company, and he said it was more than 30,000 yuan. Afterwards, the company leader said: The salesman he was responsible for had the payment confiscated, and he was the manager and had to be responsible. After deducting a lot of money, I ended up with just over 10,000 yuan (I only got it back in 2005 because his parents went to the company to ask for it again, and no one from the company leaders dared to give it to me. I only got it back after it was notarized at the notary office). But the father still left. Me, I was severely hit physically and mentally.

Afterwards, my mother was still scolding me and my son, thinking that I still had to repay the 100,000 yuan bank loan, and thinking of the callousness of their family. In 2004, I often suffered from insomnia and took sleeping pills for several months. At that time, my courage to live was almost gone. I really wanted to leave this world with my child's father. I thought of my parents and children, and I couldn't help myself. People who know their family say that his parents and sister are cold-blooded and inhumane animals. They say that there may be only one family of such people in the world. They say that I am unlucky to have met him. Some teachers said to me: "Just treat their family members as transparent. You and your children face life with strength and live well." Afterwards, the school gave him 1,000 yuan, his former company gave him 1,000 yuan, and some colleagues gave me His father came to ask for some of the consolation money, saying it was a legacy left by his son. Most of the money was spent on the funeral. Later, when the teachers at school helped me, I always returned the favor to them when their families were having troubles, and I paid them back several times the amount. I will always remember the care and help the teachers gave me.

When the general manager and deputy general manager of the child’s father’s original company learned that the child’s grandparents came to the company to ask for money, they said to the child’s grandfather: “Look, your son has passed away and your grandson is still so young. , Xiaolian is your daughter-in-law and the mother of your grandson. If you treat her like this, she will live a very hard life. Can your grandson live well? Your son has written for Xiaolian to receive the money. You all have such a high pension, so don’t fight for this money. Also, use the insurance premium money to pay off the loan. Let Xiao Lian and his mother live well. Later, we will figure out how to pay for the children’s school fees.” , they gave up the company's money.

At that time, I was only worried that I would not be able to repay the loan and that the house would be taken away by the bank. As long as I had enough money to repay the loan, my sister would not give me the rest. His sister, persuaded by her husband, returned the insurance premium to me, and the child's uncle took me to the bank to pay off the loan. The child's uncle is quite kind, but he can't stand the way they behave (now I heard that they have been divorced for more than ten years). Originally, the lawyer I hired wanted to file a lawsuit, but my father was very kind. He advised me to forget about it as a family and give the wedding house to his sister. You can just take the insurance premium and repay the loan.

It is really not my fault that such a misfortune happened to my family. He was not in good health to begin with. He hid it from me. I was so good to him and gave everything I had. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, but something unfortunate happened to me. He is pitiful, and I am pitiful enough. The saying "good people are rewarded" was not true for me in the first half of my life, but I hope it will work for me in the second half of my life.

After staying in the hospital for five months, I spent all my family’s savings and hundreds of thousands of yuan borrowed from relatives and friends. I also knelt down and begged the doctor to find a way to save the father of my child, but the abominable disease still persisted. Taking away the young life of the child's father. At that time, the sky was really not working, and the earth and the earth were not responding. My tears were almost dry. Due to excessive fatigue and sadness, I fell ill. My son's young heart was deeply scarred, and his son became even more... Silent, timid, lacking self-confidence, prone to losing temper. With the care of school leaders and teachers, the help of my family, and the encouragement of students, and after a period of treatment, I stood up again and started working.

In order to let my son return to his former self, I am determined to face reality bravely and support this family. I often read books on education, early childhood psychology, and family education. The story of Zhou Hong’s use of appreciation education to cultivate his almost completely deaf daughter Zhou Tingting to become a talented person gave me great inspiration. Whenever my son makes some progress, I praise him promptly to help him build self-confidence and stimulate his enterprising spirit. I often take him to the school playground to learn roller skating, riding bicycles, playing basketball, and playing in the sand with other teachers' children. Sometimes I watch cartoons and sing songs with him. On weekends, I sometimes take him to parks and playgrounds to play. While he was playing, I sometimes reasoned with him and provided psychological counseling, and sometimes taught him Chinese, mathematics, English, daily life and other aspects of knowledge, so that he could "learn while having fun, and have fun while learning." After a few months, he finally changed, and he became more sensible than before. He was enthusiastic, generous, and friendly when getting along with the children. Every time the children came to play in our house, he would take out his favorite toys for them to play with. , give them fruit to eat.

Once when we were practicing on the exercise bike in the school playground, he was like a little teacher, imitating the tone I used to teach him and teaching the children "when riding on the bike, bend your legs, lean your center of gravity forward, use both legs to maintain balance", and sometimes even helped. Supporting him, the child's mother saw this and praised him, and I also praised him. Several times I took him on a bus and there were no empty seats on the bus. When he saw elderly people and people holding babies getting on the bus, he took the initiative to give up his seat to them.

On several Sundays, he got up earlier than me. He fried eggs, heated milk, and shouted like a little adult: "Mom, get up! It's time for breakfast!" As I watched the breakfast made by my son, I felt happy and sad at the same time. I am happy that my son has grown up a bit. The child has become cheerful and sensible. He can also do housework and take care of the family. The sad thing is that the child is still so young and should have the time he deserves. His father's love, but his father is no longer here.

On the Spring Festival Eve of 2005, I asked my son: "Xiaowei, it's Chinese New Year, what gift do you want?" He immediately lowered his head. After a while, he raised his head and only his eyes were visible. His eyes were filled with tears, and he said, "Mom, I don't want any gifts. I just want my father to come back." When I heard my son's words, I felt sad, but I still had to control my feelings and not let the tears flow out. I spoke with sincerity. He said to the child: "Xiaowei, do you know? Everyone has only one life. Dad has passed away and will never come back. Although dad is gone, he will always live in our hearts." After listening to my words, he seemed not to Understanding what I meant, he looked at me with his eyes wide open and said, "Mom, why do people only have one life? It would be great if people had two lives. Dad could come back and play computer games and hide-and-seek with me." After listening. After what he said, I felt sad again and cried uncontrollably when I thought of the scene of our family of three happily celebrating the Spring Festival in 2004. I explained to the child for a while, and when he saw me crying, he wiped my tears with his little hands and comforted me: "Mom, stop crying. I don't like to see you crying. Dad will always live in my heart." In our hearts."

The most unforgettable thing for me was on Mother's Day in 2005, he ran home excitedly after school and shouted to me: "Mom, come and see me buy it for you! "What gift?" I asked him curiously: "What gift?" He smiled mysteriously and said, "I won't tell you, anyway, dad bought it for you before. Close your eyes and stretch out your hands." I had no choice but to do as he said, wondering, "What gift can my son give me?" He gently put the gift on my hand and said, "Mom, please open your eyes." I opened my eyes and saw that it was a He brought the ring with Kitty's breast on it to me and said, "Mom, I wish you a happy Mother's Day!" At that moment, I was so moved that tears flowed down like broken beads, and I held my hand tightly. His son in his arms. In addition to being moved, I felt a lot of sadness at that time. Later I found out: my son spent one yuan to buy it at the canteen in front of the school. The money was the two yuan I gave him a few days ago to buy pencils. I only spent one dollar on a pencil and one dollar on a ring.

Since then, my son has been able to unite his classmates at school, loves labor, actively raises his hands to speak, loves painting, and sports. He serves as a math subject representative, is the teacher’s assistant, and sometimes helps students at home. I do housework.

The child has strong self-care ability and studies fairly well. He is admitted to a boarding school. I often contact his teacher to understand his performance in school. When he came home on weekends, I chatted with him, not only to care about his academic performance, but also to understand his heart. I encourage him, cultivate his positive and optimistic attitude, and often tell him to participate in more sports and enhance his physical and mental quality.

In the few years since my child’s father left me and my child, I seemed to be living in the past world. Bits and pieces of the past appeared in my mind from time to time. I was once in pain. Struggling and succumbing to fate, I have been experiencing the pain of my life deep in my heart and living in a muddle.

My college classmates learned about my situation and wrote me a letter: Suffering is also an experience in life, and it is necessary. Everyone will have it, but sooner or later, don’t let it happen. Even if you are knocked down by hardships, don't let them give you down. Get up from where you fell. Only those who have experienced hardships will become more mature and achieve greater achievements. Take it as a test for you. Start from here and move forward to a new starting point. I believe you have the ability.

My good friend also comforted me: I am my own master and the doctor who heals my own injuries. It was their encouragement and comfort that gave me the determination to overcome difficulties and the courage to live. I tried my best to free myself from pain and sorrow and comfort my soul. Now, in addition to taking every class seriously, I am also wandering in the book. In the ocean, you absorb knowledge, enrich your mind, gain spiritual wisdom, and cultivate your sentiment.

As my son grew up healthy and sensible day by day, the pain in my heart eased a little. I often said to the photo of my child’s father: “Ajun, don’t worry! I will be strong. Facing various difficulties, facing reality, and overcoming financial difficulties, I will live a careful life and keep my life in order. I will also work harder. Xiaowei is the hope of you and me. With education and training, I will let our son grow up healthily and happily like other children, and cultivate him to become a talented person."

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, 13 years have passed. My child has also grown up. He is 20 years old this year and a sophomore in college. He is 182 centimeters tall and handsome. He is kind-hearted, helpful, cheerful, enthusiastic, generous, humorous, and has strong literary and artistic performance skills. He loves sports and has good physical and mental health. His EQ is higher than his IQ. He is an extrovert, sunny and optimistic type. He is very independent. I performed very well in school and won many awards. I was the publicity minister of the student union and the best debater. I felt very relieved to see my children growing up healthily and happily day by day.