Gossip: My father is old, but fathers and daughters has become polite and alienated.

the other day, my father called and said that he would come to the city to play and asked me if I wanted it. My father told me before that he would come to the city to play when the town bus was released.

I can feel the expectation between my father's words, but he doesn't know that the epidemic has not been lifted. Although the shuttle bus can also travel between towns, it is still in a state of one person, one card at a time in the city, and it is inconvenient to get in and out.

I think, if my father comes to my place and can't play around, there will only be a computer at home to show his father TV plays, for fear that he will be bored at home. If I refuse my father, I am afraid that he will miss me so much that I don't want him to come to town.

After all, now there is a father in this family who has also made a contribution, so that I can end my life of being dependent on others to judge people's faces. With this humble abode, I no longer have to worry about renting and moving.

I haven't answered my father yet. He is talking over there, saying that lettuce at home has grown up, celery can be eaten, children's vegetables can be eaten, and garlic seedlings can be pulled. It's not easy for you to take care of the baby alone in the city. I'll bring you some vegetables and buy less food.

hearing these words, my eyes are a little sore and my throat is a little sore. Now my sick father, who should take good care of his body and live a quiet life, always misses me, and he is so worried about me no matter where I am.

Suddenly, the sound of children laughing and running came from the courtyard downstairs. Looking up, an old man was sitting under a big umbrella-shaped Castanopsis kawakamii tree. Eyes turn with the child, and the spoiled child shouts to run slowly and don't fall down. The sun shines brightly from the window, and it is warm.

yes, although you can't walk around the city, father can bask in the sun downstairs! Tired, you can sit and rest under the tree, and you can also listen to those old people chatting and chatting, so maybe it will be less boring and boring!

With this in mind, I feel more at ease, so I loudly say to my father, "Dad, then come early tomorrow!" "

the next day, my father came to the city early in the morning, but he was stopped by the card set-up staff. Call me to tell me that he can't get in, ask me to recite the dishes and see if I can bring him in.

I was frightened. I was worried about this problem yesterday, fearing that my father couldn't get in, but I couldn't tell my father clearly. I just wanted to wait until my father came to talk to the card administrator.

I took my child by the hand and hurried to the gate of the community. I saw my father wearing a mask, showing an anxious and worried look, and his hands kept rubbing. The ground was full of fresh vegetables. Several staff members were talking about it. The old man came back with a dish and said that he had come to see his daughter.

I quickly picked up the conversation, pointed to my father and said, "That's my father. He went back to carry my food. Please let my father come in, too. You can't let him go back so far! "

the staff asked me which building it was, who was the owner and how many people were there in my family?

"I went to get my card that day, and the staff asked me if I was 56, not the head of the household. How many people were there in my family? I said I am. There are four people in my family, my grandfather and my daughter in the country. Only gave me a card, saying that children can come in and out with me. " I explained in a hurry, for fear that he would not give me the card. .

The staff took out their notebooks, looked through the records, found our registration, drew a card, and handed it to me one card at a time.

I turned to look at my father, and saw a smile overflowing from the corner of his eye. I picked up the food on the ground, led the child and his father to walk and chat, and went back to the house with a smile.

After his illness, his father was too weak to eat indiscriminately, and he cooked a light slippery broth at noon. Seeing that my father's bowl is almost finished, I quickly took the bowl and prepared to add another bowl to my father. Father, however, kept the bowl tightly and said angrily, it's not like I can't walk. I can add it myself. How bad it is for you to add rice to me! "

I was shocked. Isn't it normal to feed my father?

I wonder if my father was not ill, would I give him more food? I still will! This is the most basic thing for a daughter to be filial to her father.

I insisted on grabbing the bowl, adding another bowl of rice to my father, and then scooping a bowl of soup for my father. Father didn't get angry this time, and talked about things at home. It is said that her stepmother planted corn again, because she is busy alone, so he cooks at home, and when her stepmother comes back, she can eat without delay.

"Will your stepmother bother you because you didn't work in the fields? Is your stepmother unhappy when you come back from Shenzhen this time?" Father's body can't do heavy work now, and there is no source of income at home. I don't know if my father is at ease at home, so I ask.

my father said that my stepmother is very good, and during this time at home, they didn't quarrel! Looking at my father's frowning brows, I put down a star I was stretching.

After dinner, my father asked, "Erwa, which basin shall I wash my face with!"

I was still washing dishes, and without looking back, I said, "Don't be busy, Dad! I know. I'll get it for you. You watch TV first. "

After I washed the dishes, I saw my father sitting in a daze on the sofa and didn't watch TV. The children enjoyed watching cartoons.

Suddenly, I felt a little guilty, and I couldn't help yelling at my children, asking you to play with your toys. Who told you to compete with grandpa for TV?

when my father saw this, he said, "Don't make any noise, but I don't want to watch TV. Now I don't want to watch too much TV, and my eyes and brains are aching.".

In the past, my father loved watching TV for hours. Since my father lost sight of the other eye, my father seldom watched TV.

With this kind of self-comforting thinking, I feel less uneasy.

because I want to use the computer at night, I went to fetch hot water to wash my father's face. I put the washing water and footbath in front of my father, wrung out the washcloth thrown into the basin and handed it to my father.

My father who was sitting suddenly stood up. He was very surprised and carefully took the washcloth in my hand and said, "Oh, I can walk by myself! Not only did you bring the face wash water to me, but you also wrung out the face wash handkerchief and handed it to me. How nice! "

I was shocked again at that moment. I do these trivial things, and it's not much filial piety, so it seems incredible to my father.

I think of those days when my father was ill and hospitalized some time ago. As a daughter, I was a little embarrassed to scrub my father for the first time. However, since ancient times, it is natural to serve your parents with tea and water and wash your face and feet. Besides, my father is ill, and sooner or later I will face this day, so I persisted.

Today, it seems that my father shouldn't do some little things with little effort. He stubbornly thinks that he is still as strong as an ox and can still sprint on the mountain roads in the country with heavy burdens.

Now that he is old, when it is my turn to take care of him as my father did when I was a child, he feels that he shouldn't. He is so polite and uneasy, so little things will make him feel happy and satisfied.

when did my father get old? When did fathers and daughters become polite and unfamiliar? I think it's time to marry someone else's wife