Should I tell my dying old neighbor that her long-term business trip daughter has actually passed away?

There is also an example like this in our hometown.

An old man who was nearly eighty years old, his wife died early, and he had a son and two daughters. His daughter had already married, and his son got a job in the public office, working in the county public security bureau. I thought that my children were full, my sons were filial and my daughters-in-law were virtuous, so I could spend my old age comfortably and enjoy my retirement.

unexpectedly, the son was killed in a car accident while on a mission. Relatives and friends of his hometown have never been able to tell him the truth because they are afraid that the old man can't bear such a heavy blow because he is old. His daughter-in-law didn't go home often because her work unit was far away and her work was particularly busy, and then she had no choice but to remarry. Seeing this situation, unit leaders and colleagues expected that if they told the old man the truth, he might die if he didn't come in one breath. After careful consideration, I came up with a good plan. The unit sends the living expenses to the elderly every month with a letter from my son stating the recent situation, how busy I am at work, and why I can't go home.

after a long time, the old man became accustomed to nature, so he stayed at home and enjoyed himself. He lived to be 98 years old. Personally, I think that there is no windtight wall in the world, and someone may say something obscure to him, but the old man is just hazy and uncertain. Perhaps the father and son have a deep affection for each other, and the old man has long known about the spiritual induction, so as not to cause the old man to be sad, and they don't say anything. With the passage of time, when I understand it, the sadness will gradually decrease, and I will be relieved, and people will die and cannot be resurrected.

the above is just an example from my personal life. I wonder if it will help the subject? In this case, considering that the old man is about to die, the old man may have sensed it. In order to make the old man give up a worry, he should tell her that it is better. Anyway, the pain is not long, because the old man's days are running out, and many old people can't see their relatives before they die, so it is better for her to feel at ease.

I've seen families who lost their loved ones like this, for the sake of the elderly, usually hide and cajole the past in good faith.

In my hometown, there was an old man who married late. His wife died many years before him, and he had a son and a daughter, both of whom married and had children.

The old man told his son that his only grandson drowned in junior high school.

The old man is married for the second time, and he is seventy or eighty. One day, I was paralyzed by a sudden stroke and stayed in bed all day. People need to take care of their diet and daily life, and people need to feed them bite by bite when eating. The daughter-in-law has to be busy with farm work, and the granddaughter is still young. The task of feeding naturally falls on the grandson who is older than the granddaughter.

For several years, the grandson of the old man has fed the old man every day, rain or shine, without complaint.

one day, I suddenly heard the sad cry of my son's daughter-in-law outside, and I changed my position to feed myself. The old man asked: They are crying so loudly, why are they crying? What happened? How did the person who feeds me change now? Where did the grandson go? Come and comfort his family's neighbors and say, it's nothing. It's because of gambling. Ignore them. Your grandson is going to live on campus in junior high school, and your granddaughter will feed you in the future.

The only son of the old man has always been a bad gambler, and he knows it. After listening to it, he said sternly: I'm still like this after I'm dozens of years old, and I can't wait to bite my tongue and die. (What the old man said: "Bite your tongue" or what to bite, I can't remember clearly, it probably means this. After all, I can't go to his descendants.

in this way, the old man believed it and hid it from him.

a few years later, the old man passed away. His family didn't tell him until he died. In fact, his grandson had already died several years before him.

the poor old man loves his grandson so much, but he hasn't even seen his grandson for the last time.

there is a connection between relatives. As time goes by, at last, the old man may feel it. He didn't say it because he didn't want his daughter-in-law to be sad and worried about his old bones.

to take a step back, if the old man really didn't expect his grandson to die, and his relatives didn't tell him until he died, wouldn't it be cruel and unfair to the old man? Is it a kind of unfilial?

at the beginning of last year, my second uncle was in his eighties, and my second cousin, my second brother, died of illness at the same time.

that morning, my second uncle, who had been ill for a long time, was dying. His family and my nephew, the son of my second brother, put the old man in the clan's Ci hall together.

just settled down for a while, my second uncle left.

My cousin didn't stay long because his father was also seriously ill, so he went home immediately. When I came back, I saw my father crouching in front of the house and basking in the sun. He was in good spirits and said to him, Dad, my second uncle has left. His father gave a "well" cry and stood up. My nephew hurried back to the sofa in the living room and sat down. My cousin didn't leave, just then he spoke. At some point, he stopped answering. My nephew was busy trying to gasp before he knew that he had left, followed by his own uncle!

it's only a few tens of minutes since my second brother learned that my second uncle left for him. Poor uncles and nephews

in a family, it's really a great misfortune and sorrow for the family to leave in a short time!

afterwards, I wondered if my cousin heard that his uncle had gone, and thought of himself. He was in the same boat, so sad that he couldn't breathe.

if you don't tell him the news of his second uncle's death, but hide it, will he live longer?

to sum up, I am also struggling. Is it better to tell or not to tell after all?

welcome all netizens to participate in the discussion.

My father died suddenly at the end of August, 216. At that time, my 89-year-old grandmother was still in our house. Our whole family kept the news of my father's death from my grandmother. Everyone told her that my father had gone to work abroad ... My grandmother was sometimes confused and sometimes awake. After all, when she was old, she sometimes asked me. Why didn't your father always come home? I followed my mother's instructions and told my grandmother that my father had gone out of town. Later, my grandmother told me that your father was old, so ask him to come back ... I promised to say, OK, turn around and wipe away the tears, so time passed slowly for more than two years. Later, my grandmother gradually stopped asking my father ... On the evening of July 31, 219, my grandmother died at the age of 93. My grandmother died without knowing her eldest son. My father died as early as three years ago. Our concealment from my grandmother was well-intentioned. If my grandmother knew about her eldest son's death, it is estimated that she would not live to be 92 years old.

In fact, my grandmother felt something after my father's death. At that time, she always told her relatives around her that she saw my father, sometimes in the middle of the night, and sometimes in the daytime. But when my grandmother turned to bring him food, my father disappeared again ...

A long time after my father died, my grandmother said that people around me said they saw my father. On another occasion, my grandmother began to cry while talking at the dinner table. She said that everyone had kept it from her for a long time before my second aunt died ...

Grandma, her old man's house should be somewhat sensitive to the death of her son. Although she was slow-witted at that time,

I once told my aunt about this matter, and my aunt said that she would keep it a secret until my grandmother died.

Grandma left, and we didn't tell her that my father died as early as three years ago before her death.

After her death, my uncles discussed choosing grandma's grave next to my father's, and my aunt said that grandma hadn't seen her for three years. The old man's days in the world are numbered. It is cruel not to tell her such an important thing!

There is a family of three on our side who went home to visit relatives. Unfortunately, there was an accident on the way, and the husband and wife died on the spot, leaving only a 14-year-old daughter alive. When such an unfortunate thing happened, the family worried about the old mother's health and didn't tell the old man!

mother and son are connected by blood, and their hearts are connected. For a long time, the elderly were restless and their physical health declined sharply. Less than two years later, when the old man was dying, she cried and asked, Tell me the truth, what happened to Sam? Why didn't he come to see me? Actually, if you don't tell me, I know. Is he dead?

At this time, the whole family cried and told the old mother that both husband and wife had a car accident and only one child was left! At this time, my mother was in tears. Why didn't you tell me in advance? Why didn't you tell me to take a look at poor Sam!

Mother was heartbroken and died within a day!

this is a true story! I hope I don't have any regrets about the elderly!

I don't think it's necessary to tell her, because she already knows.

some things are really amazing.

My little brother died when my grandmother was eighty-nine. We've been hiding it from grandma.

in the first few years, grandma kept nagging about why my little brother didn't visit her, and then she stopped nagging.

Grandma lived to be a hundred years old, and she ran out of oil and lamps. When she was dying, my mother and my third aunt thought that we should not hide anything at this time, so they told Grandma about my little brother. Grandma shook her head with all her strength and motioned them to stop talking, saying that she knew it for a long time, and now she had seen her little brother coming to pick her up. Then close your eyes and shed tears. Slowly stopped breathing.

My elder sister's elder sister died without telling her father-in-law, because her father-in-law was over eighty. After that, everyone felt that the old man was more reticent and thought he didn't know. After several years, my sister tried to ask, but the old man was silent for a long time and said, "I know, I went to see it, and there was a blank paper on the door. Your third sister didn't come to see me on August 15, and she didn't come for her birthday and Chinese New Year. I felt something was wrong." My sister's elder sister died in July, and when it was warm after the new year, the old man rode a tricycle to see it himself, because our custom here is to put white paper on the door of the elders' death.

My in-laws brother in law died in a car accident, and she was also full of her mother-in-law, who was in poor health and could not go out. A few years later, when asked if she wanted his brother-in-law, the old man was slightly sad and said, "He's gone.".

In fact, almost all the old people know, because they are close relatives of flesh and blood, how can they not feel the meat falling from their bodies? It's just that the old people express themselves in different ways, just like children who lose their parents, and they don't have the feeling of screaming at the top of their lungs like young people.

So I think it's better to tell the old people, and it may be good for both sides to let them meet before they die. For the deceased, perhaps the last thing they want to see is their parents.

My mother found out that my uncle died in a car accident shortly after the terminal stage of lung cancer. We kept telling her that my uncle was ill and tied her mouth. She was always worried about letting us visit. One morning seven or eight days before my mother died, she suddenly said to me: Your uncle died miserably, covered in blood, crying in tears. I was completely deceived and asked her how she knew. She said that my uncle came to see her and her sister last night. I was so scared that I quickly called my aunt and asked her about that sister. The author's neighbor's old man may see his daughter happy and reunited with her before he dies.

you should tell the old man not to let her leave without caring for her relatives!

tell me some examples around you.

When my grandfather was in July 213, he often felt upset in his stomach, and his family strongly urged him to go to the hospital for examination. The old man was stubborn, saying that he had no dutiful son in front of his hospital bed for a long time, and he would not go to the hospital until May 214, when the pain was hopeless.

After I went to the hospital, my stomach cancer had spread in the middle and late stage. I stayed in the hospital for two weeks and came back. As the younger generation, we all kept it from him, just talking about stomach trouble, taking some medicine and taking more rest. He also said that we were just worrying about it and going to the hospital for examination. Isn't that all right?

After returning home, he was able to eat something at first. By the beginning of 215, he had no choice but to go to the hospital. I took him because I had been hiding his illness. I stayed for three or four days and came back. He also knew his physical condition at that time. When I came back from the hospital again, I had to lie in bed. I died in the summer of 215. When I died, my whole body was skinny.

Grandpa's mother, I called the old lady. The year grandpa died, he was 96 years old. He has been living with his youngest son (my old dad's) and is in good health. He can eat two bowls of porridge in the morning and likes to eat fried rice with eggs. When grandpa died, all of us kept it from her. We just told her that my grandpa was ill. It didn't matter much. I hope she wouldn't be too concerned. Grandpa is the eldest of the old ladies, and has always been the most filial to the old lady. She often recites my grandfather's name and says that she misses my grandfather.

Grandma died in the summer of 216. Grandma in this life, is from bad karma! It's a little epilepsy, and it happens occasionally. At the beginning of 216, I broke my leg inexplicably when I slept at night. By April and May, I could move slowly with the help of a chair, but in the summer night, I had a cerebral hemorrhage and called 12. The doctor said that I had no cure, and I suffered all my life, but I didn't suffer any more when I left.

In 217, my mother bought an armchair for the old lady in the summer. After she got it, the old lady kept saying that it was for her grandfather's use, and she kept crying. Later, there was nothing she could do. The old lady's little son told her that my grandfather died a few years ago, and I hope her old man will take care of himself.

At the beginning of 218, the old lady lay in bed and died at the age of 99!

On the day I sent the old lady up the mountain, there was a torrential rain on the mountain, and the old lady's grave was next to my grandfather's grave. Maybe it was because my grandparents were crying for the old lady.

The old lady in your neighborhood is on her deathbed, so I think you should tell her, and don't let her worry before she dies!

when new life is born, old people will leave! Some people are growing up, and some people will get old! This is how it is passed down from generation to generation, fearing life!

My sister-in-law (my grandfather's sister) was married in our village when she was young. When she was a girl, her brain became a little dull after a fever, but this did not prevent her from having excellent qualities such as diligence and kindness. When I was a child, she was very kind to me.

She has five children on her knees. Four cousins who are similar to me are five years older than me, and my little cousin is only one year older than me. When I was a child, they were my playmates, caring for me and helping me everywhere, with deep feelings.

I was working the night shift in 21, and my brother called to say that something had happened to my fourth cousin. At night, I went home to drink at Xiao Biao's house. When riding an electric car through a bridge, the electric car crashed into the guardrail. People flew out of the guardrail due to inertia and fell on the rubble under the bridge, and went there on the spot. I hurried to my fourth cousin's house, and many relatives came, but there was no one to see my aunt. My aunt was 69 at that time, and my uncle had been dead for two years. She could hardly hear and was in poor health. All matters are not mentioned here, and the final focus falls on whether I should tell my aunt the news of her death and let her see her for the last time. Finally, my father decided not to tell me: my aunt's eyes are not good either. If she knows, she will definitely cry every day, which may cause blindness. Everyone is unified in their caliber and temporarily hides it. If you ask about 4 cousins, you will say that she has gone abroad to work.