My father and mother
Those who heard of unhappiness, heard of dishonesty, heard of not falling in love, entangled love and hatred, indecisive love and ambiguity, all vanished in front of the warmth of the leftovers in front of them.
those who heard of unhappiness heard of dishonesty, heard of not falling in love, entangled love and hatred, indecisive love and ambiguity, all vanished in front of the warmth of the leftovers in front of us.
during dinner tonight, my mother always blamed herself for the bad braised pig feet this time. Of course, she also mentioned repeatedly that it was because her father mistakenly handed light soy sauce to her as a regular soy sauce, which led to the lack of flavor and color. During the garrulous talk, the father and the pig's foot were silent.
after a while, my father tore off a hamstring and sandwiched it into my mother's bowl. At noon this afternoon, my mother fell on her bike to deliver food to her grandfather in the hospital. It is said that it is because my father's eldest brother said a lot of unfilial bastards to his grandparents in the hospital, and my mother said that it was because those words were angry that they fell.
Mother is a simple person. It is said that she and her father fell in love at the age of 16 or 17, and her worldview has not changed in the later years. But as for her father's shortcomings, she can depict them vividly and vividly. When her father was sleeping in on weekend mornings, she complained to me over breakfast that, looking at your father's laziness, people in their fifties still like to stay in bed as much as young men, complaining like one day a week. I don't think that's a reproach. My father sometimes scrambled to wash the dishes, and my mother sat in the living room watching, saying that your father spent so much water on washing dishes, and he was extremely slow, and every time he asked me to see if the lipoma behind my father looked a little bigger than before. My mother was frugal and sometimes stingy enough to drive us crazy and say rude words. when I contradicted disobedience, my father would knock on the door and come to my room, and tell me to pass my mother some water so as not to make her unhappy.
Mother's action when drying clothes is always very scary. Half of my body leaned out of the window. Every time I saw it, I ran to hold her leg, and my father shouted behind. Look, one day we will fall downstairs. Then he drove us both away and spread out the quilt on the clothes rack outside the window. So his mother called him long feet. Sometimes if you want to move something or take a high place, you will shout, "long feet, come and help."
Mother is so simple that she can't meet anything. My father has one thing in his mouth, but he always has to ask his mother when he makes up his mind. Sometimes they don't understand the obvious truth, and they see me in a hurry. When the family went out to buy clothes for her father, one of the most common words she said was that it was almost impossible for your father to buy a dress. The strange thing is, I can't buy it when I'm there. Both of them can buy things when they go alone.
the summer night is the busiest time in my family. Mother can't sleep without an air conditioner, father can't do without an air conditioner. Mother always insisted on sleeping on the sofa in the first half of the night and asked his father to turn on the air conditioner in the room. In the latter part of the night, the father turned off the air conditioner and pulled the mother back. In the early morning, he could not bear to turn on the living room air conditioner to sleep on the sofa. Then in the morning, the two people blamed each other listlessly, and in the evening, the whole set was performed step by step again.
I often work overtime and come home after dinner and tell them not to wait for me. When there are two people, the parents have a simple meal, such as cold noodles, steamed buns, and pickled rice, but the mother never forgets to stir-fry his father with a bean sprout topping or two poached eggs. Sometimes when I come home and take off my headphones and see the cool food covered in the translucent cooked food mask, I feel especially the sense of security. Those who heard of unhappiness, heard of dishonesty, heard of not falling in love, entangled love and hatred, indecisive love and ambiguity, all vanished in front of the warmth of the leftovers in front of them.
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my mother often talked about me, saying that when I got married, I should remember to make quilts in the morning, learn to use an iron, and cook home-cooked dishes. Sometimes she blanched the meat, feathered the chicken, eviscerated the fish, and let me watch and teach me carefully. Maybe she also thinks that if my baby daughter is going to marry, the man must be worth me to touch the boiling oil pan for him, to carry the rice water, and to do it willingly and comfortably. Just like she did for my father.
in cold, summer, winter, and summer, I have never been taught seriously by my parents since I was a child, no matter how to study and work or how to deal with the world. Life is kind and tolerant to them, and they do not have to see the complexities and hardships of the world. They have been granted peace and happiness for most of their lives. This little peace and well-being shine brightly in every tiny part of the house. But only this faintest light can lead me to resist the hardest winter.