Unexpectedly, things would turn around and he would have to rely on us to support him in his old age after many years.

My mother is 8 years older than my uncle. It can be said that my uncle spent almost his childhood on my mother’s back.

My mother said that my uncle was bitten by a venomous snake when he was 6 years old. In desperation, she sucked out the venom from his leg with her mouth and almost died of poisoning. Fortunately, his uncle was not injured. She felt it was worth it.

When my mother married my father at the age of 19, it was the year when the famine was at its worst in the country.

My mother was worried about starving her growing uncle, so she took the porridge home from the canteen, filtered out the rice grains and kept them, and used the remaining rice soup to cook wild vegetables and satisfy my father's hunger, but she would use the remaining rice soup to cook wild vegetables and satisfy her father's hunger. After getting up, I walked more than ten miles of mountain roads in the dark to give the rice to my uncle.

My uncle, who was so hungry that he was skin and bones at that time, hugged his mother's thigh and vowed: "Sister, when I grow up and earn a lot of money, you can eat white rice every day." My mother nodded with tears in her eyes. .

When my uncle was 18 years old, he was recruiting for the army. The tall and handsome uncle caught the eye of a recruiter and was lucky enough to become a soldier in the imperial capital.

Subsequently, through his own efforts, my uncle jumped over the dragon gate and became a Beijinger. He married a wife and had children in Beijing, and escaped from farming forever.

My aunt is a native Beijing girl with a huge fortune. She married her uncle solely because he was tall and handsome, so she didn’t take us poor relatives seriously after she got married. Sui doesn't want to see us either.

One year our brothers and sisters could not afford to go to school, so my mother reluctantly sold a pair of silver bracelets and silver coins she had given as a dowry at a low price, but refused to write to my uncle to borrow money.

Every time my uncle came back to visit relatives, my mother would borrow them from all over the village and buy all the things he liked to eat so that he could try them all. Seeing my uncle eating happily always puts a knowing smile on my mother's face.

Because my uncle said, "The tea fried by my brother-in-law is really delicious," my mother would ask my father to carefully roast four or five kilograms of fine Xinyang Maojian every year and send it to Beijing for my uncle to drink.

Everyone knows that we have a rich uncle, but they don’t know that our uncle has never given us a helping hand.

When I was 10 years old, my mother became seriously ill. No one from the county hospital to the city hospital could diagnose what disease she had. Seeing that my mother was so thin, my grandfather and grandma became anxious, so they persuaded my father to take my mother to Beijing to find my uncle, and asked my uncle to find someone to help my mother see a doctor.

The desire to survive made her mother lower her head, and she decided to go to Beijing with her father to see a doctor.

However, after my uncle threw 1,000 yuan to mom, he didn’t even let mom and dad in.

At that moment, her uncle's coldness was more unbearable than the pain in her mother's body. If my father hadn't been holding my mother tightly, my mother might have hit the wall and ended her life.

What’s more, my mother was already dying of illness at that time, and with such a heavy breath, seeing more air coming out and less air coming in, my father was so anxious that he cried.

In this unfamiliar capital city, two poor people who depended on each other had no choice but to walk to the train station one step at a time, preparing to buy tickets to go home. According to their mother, they would die in their own house. .

Fortunately, my mother’s life was not destined to die. Later, with the guidance and help of a kind person, she was cured at Beijing 301 Hospital.

My uncle's coldness completely broke my mother's heart and completely severed the sibling relationship between them.

At that time, the company opened by my aunt had assets of tens of millions, and she became the richest person among all our relatives, and also the most unfamiliar person.

Fortunately, with the reform and opening up, people all over the country have become rich, and our family no longer has to worry about food and drink. With their own efforts, the elder brother and sister bought a house in the county and lived a happy life that was better than the above but more than the below. The frowns on the parents' frown finally relaxed.

My extremely rich uncle has nothing to do with us, so we can just pretend that we don’t have him as an uncle.

On the third day of the first lunar month when he was 84 years old, my grandfather died of a cerebral hemorrhage while playing long cards at a neighbor's house. His grandmother, who was 14 years younger than him, burst into tears immediately.

My mother was worried that grandma would be lonely at home, so she took her to her home. It's just that grandma missed her grandpa and cried day and night, and soon she cried her eyes out.

It’s better now. My uncle is completely indifferent. Grandma is blind and cannot take care of herself, so she can only live in her mother’s house. Fortunately, the lives of us brothers and sisters are pretty good. During holidays or grandma’s birthday, we will gather at my mother’s house to celebrate grandma grandly so that she will not be lonely.

My sister and I basically bought my grandma’s four-season clothes for her. On her birthday, our five brothers and sisters would give her red envelopes and spend it happily with her.

Sixteen years have passed in a flash. During these 16 years, my uncle never came to my mother’s house to see my grandma once, let alone gave her a penny.

At first, my grandma would often say: "Why doesn't Yinzi (my uncle's nickname) come to see me?"

My mother comforted my grandma and said, "Yinzi is a member of the public family, and he is busy. , how can I have time to see you?

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Grandma asked again: "Did I send you any money? "

My mother didn't want to make grandma sad, so she said: "I sent it. I also sent 200 yuan last month. You can rest assured that you can live here with me. I won't starve you. "Grandma remained silent.

As time passed, grandma gave up and stopped nagging and asking questions.

On the eve of Qingming Festival when grandma was 86 years old, she insisted on She wanted to go back to her old home, no matter how hard her parents tried to persuade her to stay, but her parents couldn't resist her, so they had to ask her brother to drive her back.

Of course, her mother also followed her grandma. We went back together.

Unexpectedly, after grandma returned to the old house, she asked her mother to call the village chief and party secretary, and made a will, saying that after a hundred years, the old house would be given to her mother and sold. Whether she wants to keep it or not is entirely up to her mother, and it is not in vain that her mother has served her for 16 years, and she asked her to go to the notary office to notarize it.

At first, her mother firmly refused, saying that her parents' property has been retained since ancient times. It was given to her son by her married daughter. She couldn't have this old house.

Grandma said angrily: "I don't have a son, I only have a daughter, and I won't leave it to you." Who do you leave it to? After saying that, she burst into tears, and her mother also burst into tears. Finally, at my grandma’s insistence, she went to the notary office to have it notarized.

On the night of Qingming Festival, the 86-year-old grandma fell asleep and never woke up again. When my mother came, she was so sad that she asked her brother to find someone to inform her uncle who was far away in Beijing.

After my grandma’s funeral was completed, my uncle was furious when he learned that grandma had given the old house to her before her death. She said that my mother was the daughter who was married and had no right to receive my grandma’s inheritance.

I immediately retorted: “Since my mother is the daughter who was married, why does my grandma have two eyes? I have been blind for so many years and have been living in my mother's house. What are you doing as a son?

The uncle said angrily: "Your mother was also born by my mother, and she has the obligation to support my mother." "

I said angrily and said with a smile: "That's right. Since my mother was born by your mother, she has the right to receive grandma's inheritance. Besides, my mother has served grandma for 16 years. This The old house belongs to my mother, which is reasonable and legal. "

When my uncle heard this, he said angrily: "I won't talk nonsense to you. We will see you in court. ”

I said stubbornly: “I’ll see you when you see me. Who is afraid of whom?” ”

At that time, I thought he was just talking. After all, my grandma’s old house in the town was not worth a lot of money. It could be sold for about 200,000 at most. Besides, my uncle’s family had thousands of dollars. Ten thousand assets, he may not value this little money.

It’s just that I underestimated human nature. Unexpectedly, a week later, my mother really received a summons from the court, and my uncle really took my mother away. I filed a lawsuit.

This is not like siblings, but like enemies for generations.

The result of the court decision was that my mother and my uncle had to share it equally. Not wanting to keep it all, she agreed to the court's decision.

My mother sold her grandma's old house for 250,000 yuan. She gave her uncle 150,000 yuan and kept 100,000 yuan for herself. He walked away at a long pace, and we brothers and sisters spat behind his back.

Later, my aunt sold all her family property and took her son to settle in the United States, but she refused to let my uncle.

At first, they came back every year to reunite with their uncle, then gradually it became once every 3-5 years, and then they stopped coming back.

This is when the lonely uncle came back. Remembering that he had a sister, I came back to see my mother from time to time, but my mother finally took pity on her younger brother and forgave him without any principle. At the same time, we gradually became familiar with my uncle, saying that she and my uncle were "close friends." Dear, break the bones and connect the tendons!

We looked at our gray-haired uncle, and our hearts were filled with pity. No matter how indifferently he had treated us, he was our mother’s biological brother after all. , our biological uncle, we can only forgive him for his past for the sake of our mother.

Unfortunately, my uncle suffered from cerebral thrombosis in the winter when he was 65 years old. Although he was rescued in time, his life was safe, but he died. He had to rely on crutches to walk.

My mother felt sorry for him and had no one to take care of him, so she sent her brother to Beijing to take his uncle home. The moment he saw his mother, his uncle could not help but abandon him. The crutches staggered into my mother's arms, and we burst into tears like a child.

My uncle still lives in my mother's house like a grandma, and we also treat him like a filial grandma. We are still filial to our uncle. All the grudges in the past have been lost in the long river of time.

Although my uncle was indifferent to us in his brightest moments, we were willing to ignore our past grudges. Use family love to soothe the rest of his desolate life, let him feel the warmth of the world, and let him know that living in this world is worth it.

This is the family love where blood is thicker than water!

Like my uncle, he was the person my mother loved with her life, and when my mother came to his door for help because of her illness, it was so chilling.

My uncle's family is extremely wealthy, but he still doesn't give up the meager inheritance that his grandmother left to his mother, and he even went so far as to take his mother to court. It's really chilling.

Fortunately, my mother is generous and not greedy, and will continue to do so. Most of the inheritance was given to my uncle. Although we despise our uncle, we admire our mother. This is a responsible person.

My uncle was once so cold and indifferent to my mother, but when my uncle was helpless, my mother chose to lend a helping hand, truly educating us on what is a relative and what is most worth cherishing in life. .

My uncle turned away his seriously ill mother and took her to court, which made me feel the coldness of my relatives. When my uncle was old and helpless, my mother and we brothers and sisters chose love and tolerance, not wanting to let my uncle experience the coldness we had suffered, but to use warm family affection to make him feel that this world was worth it.

Please tell me, did we do the right thing by forgiving our uncle? Will he regret treating us that way?

Check in on the 161st day of Qi Fanqi’s annual reading and writing growth camp

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