Diary of my son’s three-ring kowtow

My mother was pacing back and forth in her small courtyard, her expression solemn, and the wrinkles on her face were pockmarked. The family dog ??lay lazily on the ground, curled up in a ball, its ears drooped, and its owner's anxious shadow was in its eyes.

"Don't worry about him. Maybe he has something to do so he didn't tell you his whereabouts. I believe he will be back in a few days!" The daughter said kind words to her brother and comforted her restless brother. Mother. My son hasn't been home for three days, not a single call, not a word. At first, his mother thought he only went out to play during the day and would come home at night. Unexpectedly, it was already dark, but there was still no trace of my son. Taking out her mobile phone from her bag, the mother dialed her son's number and said, "Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please call again later." The mother's face suddenly became very ugly. The mother who was sitting by the stove sighed and said, "Forget it, don't worry about him, let's eat. He might be better than what we eat." The dinner that was supposed to be the last meal of the family suddenly lost one person. Man, it’s a little deserted. After eating some food, my mother washed her feet and went to bed early, saying she felt very tired and wanted to rest early. My father didn't say anything. After dinner, he went to watch TV alone. The daughter collected the chopsticks, washed the dishes, looked out the window at the dark night, and then looked back at her father who was sitting on the sofa and snoring. Tears fell all of a sudden, thinking: When will my brother become more sensible?

The next day, the mother got up early and lit a fire. The room was much warmer. However, the daughter felt that her heart was very cold. She wanted to say something, but in the end she did not. In early spring, the temperature was still very low. The mother touched her daughter's red hands and asked, "Why are my hands so cold when I'm sitting by the stove and haven't warmed up properly?" The mother immediately pulled her daughter's hand to the stove. At that moment, There is a warm current flowing out of my daughter's heart.

Looking at the marbles played by the neighbor children, the mother remembered her naughty son when he was a child. She turned her face and said to her daughter: "Your brother, how filial you were when you were a child! Every time, no matter where you get it, He didn't want to eat anything delicious, so he put it in his pocket and brought it back to us. When he got older, although he got into many troubles, we all knew that it was not his fault, but that he was too playful. Now, he is increasingly disobedient to us and hangs out with a group of so-called friends. He doesn't make enough money to spend, and he doesn't understand our feelings. He won't say hello wherever he goes, no matter how worried we are about him. ..." Mother paused, took a long breath, and then said: "Look at these neighbors, who wouldn't say they are extravagant and wasteful? Your father and I have worked hard for this family and for you, working outside and earning a lot of money. Money is not easy!" At this point, the daughter lowered her head, not knowing what to say. "Fortunately, your dad has some craftsmanship. Although he is tired, the money he earns can barely support the entire family's expenses. However, he never spends money randomly. He often tells me that he can't give you a very generous life, but the basics... He will still promise... He said that he would give you food and clothing, but he was reluctant to spend a penny and would not buy clothes for himself. He patched them one after another. I said to buy him a better one. But he refused to wear the clothes, saying that they were not suitable for him to work on the construction site." My daughter choked up and lowered her head. She felt extremely guilty when she thought about the relaxed and comfortable life she lived in school.

Unconsciously, it’s night again. Finally, my mother couldn't sit still anymore and went with her father to the place where her brother often went to inquire about his news. My daughter stayed at home alone until twelve o'clock, and finally waited until her parents came back. After all, the whole night of running around was not in vain. I learned from a friend of my brother that my brother went to a friend's house. From home to his friend's house, he had to take a bus and then take a train. The mother was so angry that she dragged her tired body to sleep. That night, the wind outside the window kept blowing. Could the mother sleep? the daughter thought.

On the third day, my brother knew what his mother meant and rushed back from his friend's house. But he didn't know what kind of unforgettable experience was waiting for him.

The mother went to find a thick stick near the vegetable garden, waiting to give her son an educational lesson. The hour hand pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, and a familiar figure finally appeared in the yard.

"Kneel down!" Mother snapped. My daughter's heart suddenly tightened. The son bowed his head and knelt in front of his mother without saying a word.

Picking up the wooden stick in the corner, the mother hit her son hard. The daughter became anxious and said hurriedly: "Stop hitting, mom! He will definitely not be like this next time! Just forgive him!" The mother still said Whip until the stick explodes and breaks into several pieces. The mother gasped and asked with sobs: "Do you know you were wrong? I have forgiven you over and over again. Your father and I thought about you so much, have you ever thought about us?" Her emotions reached the extreme, and her mother cried with tears. "When you celebrated your birthday with a group of people in a hotel, did you ever think about us? When you were having fun outside alone, did you ever think about us? When it got dark, you were outside Have you ever thought about making a phone call to your family? When you go drinking and singing with your friends with your hard-earned money, have you ever thought about leaving some living expenses for your sister? Have you ever thought about sharing some of the burden for your family? "The son's tears fell down and he was silent. The sister beside her also let tears wet her face.

"Don't you know that many neighbors are watching our jokes? They said that your adopted son leads a group of people to eat and drink all day long. Others are poking at your parents' backs. My backbone!" After saying this, the son slammed his head to the ground and kowtowed three times to his mother! Just when he was about to kowtow for the fourth time, his mother stood up and pulled him up. My brother cried and said, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I will never do it again next time... please... please forgive me!" He and his son hugged each other, and their daughter standing aside wanted to go up and hug them, but still didn't. The mother said in a hoarse voice: "Mom is actually not willing to hit you at all. Every time I hit you, it hurts my heart!" The son whispered: "Mom, from today on, I will be a good son. Be a good brother and I won’t make you sad again!”

That was the first time that my sister saw her brother crying, and she was surprised and relieved. She knew that her brother was sensible. Since then, my son has really changed a lot. Every time he doesn't come home for something, he always calls his parents to tell him. He also takes time to visit his sister and buy her some school supplies.

The family lives happily.