Mom! My son listened too much to you and now he has become so incompetent.

I have lived in your strong arms for as long as I can remember. You gave birth to me when you were thirty years old. Because you had already raised three sisters before, the birth of a baby boy was particularly precious to the family at that time.

? When you were putting in firewood and cooking by the mantis in the stove, I climbed on the wall of the kang and watched; while you peeled the corn under the eaves, I lay on the grain pile and blew my silk whiskers. When I meet a bad boy who is a head older than me and bullies me. You can pick up branches with fallen leaves, but you are not afraid of the aggressive criticism from outsiders!

Under your strong care, I am like a little chick hiding in my wings, not daring to compete with other children for toys. Such a "good boy" slowly grew up. Invisibly, your tenacity and fearlessness nourished my timidity and obedience.

? At the age of talking about marriage, it has once again been proved that character determines destiny, and happiness depends on self-control. This iron law.

? The eldest sister has inherited your genes and has been vigorous and resolute since childhood. Originally, every year was an excellent student, but he fought with the girls in the village all day long, complaining that studying was too taxing, and it would be more interesting to embroider a pillow cover with floral threads and make pig grass! So they played with stones in small groups, collected candy wrappers, and painted colorful cards to relieve their boredom. I fell behind on my homework and didn't have time to catch up, so I simply made an appointment with a few girls to play truant together. He ran to his grandma's house and hid in the granary and couldn't come out. Even his father's bullwhip couldn't lead him back to school.

The eldest sister is famous for her willfulness. Although she is a daughter, she doesn't like to do housework. Even though the girl's face is tanned into a pot sticker, she still has to plow the fields and haul dung with her father.

She is still unwilling to let you help her uncle's family with farm work. He is afraid that he doesn't like labor, doesn't engage in side jobs, and thinks of himself as an idle young man. When you are in your thirties, you can't be called a daughter-in-law, so you help cut wheat and arrange marriages every summer. The eldest sister complained that you left home work all day long and often went to grandma's house. For this reason, the mother and son even quarreled and started fighting.

When my eldest sister was fourteen, she had a stick fight with you. Our younger brother was so frightened that he cried and crawled behind the window to shed tears... Now that I think about it, my eyes are also moist. I really admire my elder sister's courage! ?

? She has always maintained fearlessness and courage. At the age of fifteen, she went out to work with people from a neighboring village. She and Sister Tang cooked at the construction site in the Gobi Desert and lived in tents. Two months later, the foreman took the money and ran away without receiving much money. When I came back, I bought you a square scarf and daddy's hat. Naturally, we little brothers and sisters had a lot of candies wrapped in colored paper. Her tanned face and eyes looked bright and full of family affection!

Later, her father relied on connections and paid for her to join the factory. She still did what she wanted, selling sweaters from the factory's backlog while working. He rode an old bicycle carrying a luggage bag and traveled around border towns and rural areas, bargaining with people and even getting into fights with delinquent youths. She is courageous and has a good idea. She dares to do anything without even discussing it with her mother, and she can continue to do it.

My father was worried about the marriage, but she was just like that, loving what I love without any regrets or complaints!

There are so many people coming to ask for marriage. Due to the pressure of being a father, I still have to make appointments. As long as I can't see the role in my eyes, in one word: no. Even if you chase her to the door, she will not turn her head, she will get on the car and run wildly, and no one will try to stop her.

Later I finally found the person I loved, got married and lived happily.

Let’s talk about the second sister, a cowardly and miserable person who beats pretty girls.

Ever since she was a child, I remember that she loved to dress up and was afraid of working under the sun. Do everything your parents tell you and obey them. But there is no guarantee that it will be done well. When I failed in my studies, got sidetracked in my work, or was scolded by an adult, I would hide in my bedroom and cry, not arguing with anyone, and not being stubborn. She seems to be an obedient girl, but this is the flaw in her character.

The second sister works as a private teacher in a village primary school. Although she has no diploma and no establishment, the villagers still respect a rural girl as a teacher.

Especially after being away from the boring, dusty, sun-baked farmland, I dress up neatly and elegantly, riding a brand-new light bicycle, and move around elegantly.

He was in his golden years and attracted many suitors. Among them was the teacher who taught me chemistry. This teacher was from a public school, but he was short, almost the same as me. I was in the second grade of junior high school at that time.

I wonder if the second sister is interested in him? But later he passed the token I sent to my second sister, which proved that he truly loved her. I peeked at the love letter he wrote in pen to her, and the paper had many folds and wrinkles. There is also a collection of love poems, with European and American-style semi-nude pictures, accompanied by difficult and obscure poems. After I handed it to my sister, I noticed that her cheeks turned red after reading it and she didn't write a reply or anything like that.

Later, the teacher made an appointment with a bolder and more honest colleague to come to my house to talk about marriage. I was doing my homework in the main room, and since he was my teacher, the situation was a bit awkward. In the end, my parents still didn't agree, because they thought the male teacher was weak.

When it comes to marriage, the second sister is also hesitant. I think she might not have liked that teacher very much at that time.

A factory in another place is recruiting workers. In order to avoid the marriage, your father asked you to go to another place. But I only worked as a temporary worker. I don’t know if the second sister regretted it. The real life situation was very unsatisfactory. I only know that she shed a lot of tears. In her heart, she refuses to live outside the country. She has always been conservative, family-loving, low on material pursuits, and almost stingy. But she still respects her parents' wishes and lets them arrange her life, marriage and love, and everything except her destiny as an adult... This is sad. This also led to her unbearable life later on.

As of now, she has no children. He is frail and sick, and his marriage is just a make-do. He can only be considered a remarriage and live together, without any happiness or joy!

I don’t know if it’s her own fault or the fault of her mother’s interference? In the final marriage, my mother completely let go and had no involvement. It was all about her heart, but it still failed. He lost even more miserably and made his father sick, but it didn't help. I still don't understand the reason? But I vaguely feel that the second sister is rigid and stubborn in her life and work, and there are some shortcomings. It is really heartbreaking, but she cannot change it. This is a shortcoming of her character. I am over forty-five, what can I do? Just sigh!

The third sister died when she was still a minor, and this sad thing is no longer mentioned. This is a pain point for the mother.

The topic is my turn. Before talking about my girlfriend, I had a relatively smooth job, was promoted step by step, and finally became a senior technician. The house was in order, and I had it at the age of 20. In the matter of finding a wife, my mother interfered.

I found a girl I liked and brought her home. You didn't say anything, but after I sent her away, you fell out with me. You just said that I was too short and my height would be affected if I gave birth to children in the future. You and I were in a stalemate for several months. Finally, under the persuasion of relatives and friends, you still looked sad, did not want to eat, and fell ill on the ground. Seeing this scene, I flinched and was defeated. ?

Finally, as you wished, you found a tall girl, just a little thinner. I know better than to be picky and you agree. The marriage is done.

? It’s just that the fate is bad, and the stable and peaceful life before marriage cannot last long.

That year, my wife was pregnant and the company I worked for was on the verge of bankruptcy. I wonder how many people have experienced the hard life of not being paid for more than half a year? My wife was pregnant and insisted on working at a Dicos fast food restaurant, which saved me from being without food. However, this forced me to leave the dilapidated factory and jump into the never-ending career of odd jobs.

At that time, I was very enterprising and always wanted to work in other cities. But when I mentioned it to you again, you blocked me in every possible way. You were afraid that I would suffer, and you were worried that I would be lonely if I left my married wife behind. I argued with you for a long time, but I still haven't come around.

I was an adult at that time and I didn’t want to do anything to make you angry. When you start a small business, you worry about losing money and losing more than you gain.

My best entrepreneurial years have been stifled in this way. Of course, you are not entirely responsible, but I am blamed for my weak personality, lack of firmness in situations, and desperate character! This shortcoming was thoroughly discovered by my daughter-in-law in the future. Whenever we had a quarrel, she would treat it as a taunt and scold my husband as my "compulsory course".

Later, by mistake, I got into the casual catering industry. I was so confident for a while that I resigned from my job and wanted to do it with great success!

But the god of fate made another joke on me. My family and I have been preparing for it for a long time, and it has just been opened for a month. My father, who was able to buy a house and farm the land, was suddenly diagnosed with mid-to-late stage cancer, and it felt like the sky was falling. He left the business to his wife and accompanied his father to the provincial hospital for surgery, which made his difficult financial situation even worse. Fortunately, you and your father are very popular, and your relatives and friends helped you through the difficult times.

Thanks to my mother for taking care of my father after surgery. While fetching the grandson, he was serving soup and medicine, and the crops had to be taken care of. Neighbors, no one is dissatisfied with you. He just took care of his sick father for four years until he passed away.

In the past four years, due to my father's illness, there were good times and bad, and the situation was precarious. I absolutely did not dare to travel far away. Mother and son had to work hard to repay the debt I owed for treating my father's illness. You have finally survived the most difficult days, but your temples will be gray from now on, and your years will be waning. As a son, I am already over 40 years old. I have no skills except for unused majors. You can imagine how difficult life is.

In the past two years, the economy has been in recession, and the catering industry has been hit hard. It's common to change places of work three times a year. I was upset and my mother was worried.

The wife saw that men from other families were earning high wages outside and then came back to buy a car to show off. She tried her best to persuade me to go out too. I considered developing the catering industry that I was interested in, but she strongly opposed it. She said that it was not making money but was suffering from health problems, so she absolutely did not support it.

My mother may have been cooking all her life and serving our family, but she was tired of this line of work. Whenever I mention it, I always sound displeased, saying that men should work hard to make money, and there is no future for them just working around the stove...

Mother, mother! I want to tell you that not all men dislike cooking and becoming a chef. I have worked in many other industries, but I am not interested in it! Can you let your son be his own master and continue to let him go his own way and do what he wants to do?

Seeing that I was delayed in leaving, my wife contacted her brother behind my back, who was engaged in construction in Chongqing, and promised to let me go there and be an apprentice first. I have never been interested in construction sites, and even felt a little repelled by them.

But my daughter-in-law was very happy. She found out that working on the construction site was highly profitable, and that within three to five years she could become a small foreman. He took great pleasure in linking up the route for me, and waited until I agreed to set off.

In order to make me determined to go out and give up the idea of ??staying home to do things, she made a secret to my mother behind my back: If I don’t go out, she will go somewhere else!

Even though the mother couldn't resist her daughter-in-law, she still obeyed her wishes. I tried to persuade me to go out with tears in my eyes, but no matter how many reasons I gave, I couldn't stop the situation! How can I bear to let my mother, who is getting closer and closer to her seventies, feel sad and angry for me?

On the day of farewell, my mother was still busy in the countryside and did not come in time to see me off. When the quilt cover, shoes and socks sewn by myself were packed in the backpack... I cooked the last meal for the children, but I couldn't swallow it. I hid in the kitchen and cried. My younger son came in and held my head. , advised me not to cry. Looking at his young face and worried eyes, the father and son hugged each other and cried again, with tears staining the child's forehead...

He has been out of town for several months now. , I feel numb to what I have done, and I only miss my hometown and relatives endlessly. Faced with a fate that cannot be chosen, there is only obedience. But there is one sentence in my heart: Mother, I have listened to you so much since I was a child that I have lost myself, and now I am so incompetent...