Hold your son’s hand and grow old together - the love story of mom and dad

Seeing my mother’s frosty temples and my father’s no longer straight back, I suddenly wanted to use my clumsy pen to write about my parents’ love. Both parents were in their sixties, and the love in that era was not spectacular or earth-shattering. Although it was plain and simple, it represented a lifelong mutual affection. Ordinary love is the best kind of love. Although epiphyllum is beautiful, it blooms only in an instant. As children, the happiest thing is for mom and dad to grow old together happily!

?——Inscription

? Acquaintance

The time goes back to the 1970s, in a border town in Inner Mongolia, where the bright sunshine spreads warmth. On the straight asphalt road, a tall and handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came home from the army to visit relatives. He didn't know that God had arranged the most beautiful encounter for him during this visit. A girl with bright eyes, white teeth, and beautiful face appeared in his life. The girl had two black braids, bright eyes, delicate features, and a slender figure. She was wearing a plaid shirt that was popular at the time. She was riding a bicycle, like a wisp of breeze blowing in front of the young man. There she was. For a moment, time and space seemed to be frozen, and the breath was filled with sweetness. Yes, the young man is my father, and the beautiful girl is my mother. This is how the love journey of my parents began.

The twenty-year-old mother is a well-known beauty in the small town. She is slim and elegant. My mother was not only pretty and pretty, but also smart and wise. She stood out as a student because she was among the best in all her subjects. After graduating from high school, she got admitted to the teachers' college, which was very promising at the time. After graduation, she was hired to teach at the school because of her outstanding performance. From then on, her career began. He has been a teacher for more than ten years. Having a grown-up daughter in the family was a matter of pride for her parents, and marriage was immediately put on the agenda. Some old neighbors often mentioned that the number of people coming to propose marriage to my grandma’s family was almost the same. Grandma wholeheartedly wanted to choose a loyal, honest, stalwart and handsome partner for her mother to entrust her with for life. Among the many suitors, my father was very satisfied with all aspects of his condition. My father has a gentle personality and is calm in his work. When he was in love, he often went to his grandma's house for dinner. The dumplings he made in a leisurely manner were extremely beautiful and symmetrical in shape. They were praised by a large family, who all praised him for finding a beautiful wife. Even the dumplings were delicious. The bag is so beautiful. At that time, the economy was scarce, and my father often had the opportunity to travel in the automobile company of the army. Every time he came back from a business trip, he would always go to my grandma's house as soon as possible to send a few apples and boxes of snacks to my mother and grandpa. I hurried back to the army and couldn't bear to eat it. On the rest day, my father always rushed to do any dirty work at grandma's house. Although he was tired and sweaty, he felt happy in his heart. Grandma saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart. Whenever he met someone, he would say, "It's better to have a good girl." Good uncle, I have recognized this uncle."

?Tie the knot

In this way, a pair of talented young men and women, although they obey the orders of their parents and the words of the matchmaker, they are also willing to love each other, and the flowers bloom in the warmth of spring. In the good season, a new family was formed. There is no wedding dress or diamond ring, but there is a tacit, stable and long-lasting love. In the precious time, we will never leave each other, and we will accompany you without regrets in the fleeting years.

In married life, although my mother was a daughter-in-law for the first time, under the guidance of my grandmother, she already knew the responsibilities of a wife and a daughter-in-law. Because my father is my grandfather’s youngest son, and due to limited conditions, I can only live with my grandparents. At that time, my mother was working as a teacher in a normal school, and my father worked in the Public Security Bureau after changing careers. Because of the special nature of my father's job, the burden of the family fell on my mother's weak shoulders.

My mother gets up very early every day, makes breakfast for the family, eats a quick bite, and then rides her bicycle to school. The school is far away from home. School ends at noon. Other teachers bring their own lunches and rest at school. In order to feed my grandparents, my mother Cooking, no matter how windy or rainy it is, ride your bicycle home to cook a delicious meal for the family. There are also chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats in the house. Since the little mistress came to the house, my mother, they all seemed to have turned into babies waiting for feeding, eagerly waiting for her mother to come back. After preparing meals and cleaning up every day, it was almost time for my mother to go to work. Before she had time to take a break, she continued to ride her bicycle and rushed to the school to teach and educate people. Whenever my mother tells me about these past events, I feel a little aggrieved, thinking that my mother worked too hard, but what my mother often says is: "Although I am tired, I am very happy, because it is the home of me and your father." . My father lost his mother when he was young, and after his brothers and sisters got married one after another, no one took care of his food and daily life. As a last resort, my grandfather sent his father to join the army. Later, my grandfather married another wife, but there was no blood relationship between the stepmother and the son. There will inevitably be friction. I remember my grandma often said: "Dad is a poor child, and he can only have a decent family after marrying a wife."

God favors

With the birth of my brother and I, my parents Gradually, they felt that they were stretched thin, and their meager wages could no longer support their ever-increasing living needs. Therefore, my parents often discussed how to increase their income and create a better material life for the family. But because my parents had just started a family and had no savings, they really couldn’t think of any good solution. In the end, my grandfather proposed to buy a few cows and sell the milk. At that time, my grandfather had already retired from his job. The leading cadres of that era were truly two-sleeved. After his retirement, my grandfather had no savings except for his pension, so the family scraped together and bought a few cows from their hometown in Hebei. Just like this, my grandpa went to the mountains to herd cows during the day. My parents left me at my grandma's house and went to work. They rushed over as soon as possible after work to milk the cows and mix the feed. After milking, no matter how late it was, they would drive the donkey cart to deliver the milk. They were sent to the dairy factory at that time and sold, and they lived like this for four to five years. So with the help of my grandparents, my parents' life became more and more prosperous day by day. Not only did they build three large bungalows, but the family also successively purchased color TVs, washing machines, motorcycles and other daily necessities in a few years. As life becomes more and more abundant, the love between parents continues to sublimate in daily necessities.

?Harmonious and happy

As the saying goes, "A couple who doesn't quarrel is not a normal couple." In the 37 years of marriage that Mom and Dad have gone through, it is inevitable to have quarrels. , but no matter how noisy it was, it would always stop under the warmth of Dad's pleasant appearance. My mother has a bad temper and my father is easy-going, but my father's easy-going attitude sometimes seems to be "slow" in my mother's eyes. My mother is wise and knows how to assess the situation and take preventive measures before they happen. She is willing to take precautions for everything. My father is calm and has always had a style of dealing with things like "soldiers will stop him, water will cover him", and he will not change his attitude even if the mountain collapses. It just so happens that my brother and I have completely inherited this fine tradition from our father, which directly leads to our mother often being made to laugh or cry with anger. However, in the face of major issues of right and wrong, my father respects my mother very much. After working as a teacher for more than ten years, my mother resolutely chose a completely unfamiliar political and legal career and became a judge. For this reason, my father's attitude is to do what he likes. Just be happy about it. With my father's support, my mother devoted most of her time to her beloved legal work, working overtime day and night. Due to work needs, my father also transferred to the traffic police brigade. In those years, my brother and I often had the impression that when we woke up in the morning, our parents were already at work, and when we went to bed at night, our parents had not come back yet. The burden of taking care of our siblings fell on our grandparents. However, mom and dad never complained about each other. Instead, they supported and encouraged each other and moved forward together. Now that I think about it, half of their achievements in their careers can be found in each other's military medals.

Love each other

I remember that when I was a child, my brother and I were often scolded by our mother because of our study problems. When we couldn't bear the punishment anymore, we would ask our father for help. After appropriate dissuasion, our father would They would often help our mother "teach us a lesson". Later, as time went by, my brother and I discovered that this was a roundabout strategy by our father to save us, because after he started to teach us, my mother basically lost her temper.

My grandma often told me, "Your mother is the greatest happiness in her life, meeting your father." I wholeheartedly agree with this statement. After entering menopause, my mother became more and more nagging, especially after becoming a judge. The sensitivity of her profession often annoyed us and my brother. When we had to complain to my father, my father always patiently advised me and my brother to " Your mother has worked hard for you for half her life, and she is always nagging me for your own good. Your mother often nags me. You see when I am angry, please understand your mother more, it is not easy for your mother. "Listen After saying these words, my brother and I were both ashamed. Yes, my father has not tired of listening to my mother’s nagging for more than 30 years. As children, why can’t we understand it?

?Hold your hand

My mother often said, "In our time, when we were in love and watching a movie, we had to pretend we didn't know each other, for fear of being laughed at." Whenever she mentioned this as a joke, It will make everyone laugh. Maybe, in their world, there is no word love, but I think this is the deepest and most profound love. Once, my mother suddenly got acute kidney stones while on a business trip in Hohhot, and her life was in danger. Late at night, the hospital called my father. He immediately got dressed and got up, without even having time to get toiletries, and gave my brother and me a few simple instructions. He rushed to Hohhot to meet his mother that night. Perhaps it was my father's simple love that moved God. After rescuing her, my mother turned the corner and returned to health under my father's careful care. After we came back, my mother told me with tears in her eyes, "After seeing your dad in the hospital, I felt less pain." Similarly, although my father is tall, he has also experienced several minor surgeries without any danger. Every time, my mother was by my side to take good care of him. This summer, my father suddenly fell ill. While he was in the hospital, he had to undergo surgery. He did not dare to eat too much, which led to insufficient blood supply. He almost went into shock. At the moment when he was about to fall into coma, his father grabbed my mother's hand and said: The sentence "Don't leave" made everyone in the audience moved. Yes, I will stay together for the rest of my life just to hold hands with you and grow old together.

Growing old together

Nowadays, my mother is taking care of my elderly grandma in Tongliao, and my father is taking care of me and my children in Zhaqi. My wife and I have no choice but to live in two places due to work. , Mom and Dad had to live in two places in order to take care of the family, but their hearts caring for each other became closer. My father is here, worried that my mother will not eat well, sleep well, and is exhausted. If there is anything delicious, I will ask someone to bring it to my mother. My mother is there, worried that my father is not in good health, in case he feels uncomfortable at night. What to do if no one is there? He often called me when he was worried and asked me to get up at night to see my father and urge him to take medicine. At this moment, I deeply felt that even though children are treasures in my heart, only lovers can accompany them until they grow old. In the lives of parents, each other is the most precious.

As time goes by, there is a person who becomes a part of my life, dependent on each other and holding hands with me. Every move you make is in my heart, and every smile you make affects my steps. . Because of you, I am not afraid of loneliness on the road ahead. Because of you, my heart is filled with warm sunshine. Because of you, my love never grows old~

Ordinary happiness and warm companionship , this is the most simple and unpretentious life portrayal of my parents. The love story of my parents is still going on. May time be generous and make the love of my parents happy and long-lasting!