I know that my grandma’s heart is happy when faced with the filial piety of her children and the sensibleness of her grandchildren. Grandma’s strength is also reflected in another aspect. In her later

I know that my grandma’s heart is happy when faced with the filial piety of her children and the sensibleness of her grandchildren. Grandma’s strength is also reflected in another aspect. In her later years, my grandmother contracted lung cancer. Because of her old age, she could no longer undergo surgical treatment. The doctor recommended taking medicine at home. At first, her family hid it from her, saying it was pneumonia, and she believed it. Later, when she didn't get better and became thinner and thinner, she became suspicious. Because grandma went to private school for a period of time when she was a child, she knew some words and understood the symptoms of some diseases. Although she is over eighty, she thinks clearly and is not confused at all. Knowing that there was no cure, she gave up treatment and started a hunger strike. No matter how much my family members persuaded, begged or even knelt down, it was of no use. They refused to touch any water or give me any injections. She said that on the one hand, she did not want to be a drag on her family, and on the other hand, she did not want to become the kind of person who was waited on to shit and pee. She had been clean all her life, and she wanted to leave clean. She kept her promise and insisted on going to the toilet by herself before leaving. Grandma passed away peacefully. My father said that her only regret was that she didn’t see my daughter and me. At that time, I was far away in Shanghai. My daughter was young and sick, and I was not in good health. In addition, transportation was not convenient at the time, so my family did not let me go back. This is also the reason why I felt guilty whenever I thought of my grandma, and burst into tears every time I dreamed about her at midnight. After so many years, I still can’t forgive myself for my unfilial piety. Grandma ended her life like this, leaving us forever, and leaving her thoughts and pain to me forever. Every time I read this, I burst into tears and find it difficult to write anything down. This is also the reason why I have been reluctant to write since my grandma has been away for so many years.

Grandma’s life was pure and clean. She raised her children on her own and brought up her grandchildren with love. She won the respect of her family and the love of the villagers with her good work. Grandma is the source of strength in my life. I am so lucky to have such a grandma who made my childhood happy and worry-free. Because of my grandma's open-mindedness, even though I was born in a rural area, I was not influenced by the patriarchal ideology. This also gave me the courage to resist and persevere when faced with the unfair treatment of my daughter in later life. strength. From now on, I will no longer express my thoughts with tears. I will live my life well and let my grandma rest in peace with happiness. Grandma will always live in my heart! Finally, I remembered my grandma with a song: "That year when I returned to my hometown, it was still raining in the sky, and the grape trellises were empty. There was no grandma telling fairy tales. I saw her again in a trance."