Weather sister and brother-in-law

I remember it was a stormy night, and my father had us taken away and my mother carried into the coffin. The weather has not warmed up in early spring and February, and it is drizzling, making the night chilly. At this time, the father stubbornly carried his mother into the coffin despite the opposition of several children.

We begged our father, "Wait until tomorrow. It's cold outside at night. " As if he had made up his mind, his father said sternly, "No, your mother is dead now and can't accompany you."

I tried to stop it, but to no avail. I cried loudly, as if my voice was blocked and I couldn't make a sound. I hate my father. I hate that he ignored the feelings of husband and wife and didn't leave my mother in the house for another night.

This hate has been in my heart for a long time. Later, after listening to the persuasion of relatives and friends, I realized that my father's heart was more sad than ours.

What he means is that we haven't realized that our mother is really dead. The day my mother died was seven o'clock in the morning. My younger brother, who is less than eight years old, and my younger sister, who is more than ten years old, have been lying on my mother's mortuary bed, crying on my mother's arm. I also clung to my mother's body and didn't want to let go. I always thought my mother would wake up.

Relatives and friends can't stand it anymore, for fear that my father won't last. Just discussing with my father, or looking for some funeral. How else do you spend the night? The children cried themselves hoarse. That's why my father loves us so much that he agrees to die at night.

After my mother died, seven of us sisters became motherless children. Later, my father got cerebral thrombosis and couldn't work, so the only pillar in the family fell down. The two younger brothers are still young, and the family depends on our five sisters.

Speaking of my sister, I have to start with my sister. My sister is gentle and kind, and generous to others. She treats her brothers and sisters at home and always loves us like a mother. She is like a big umbrella. Always helps us through the difficulties.

When I was a child, my family lived in the city. At that time, there were often acrobats in the city. Once, a monkey juggler came, and he brought some monkeys. Knock the gong, and the little monkey begins to play.

Elder sister pushed into the crowd behind my back and sat in the front. I was less than two years old at that time, wearing a little red coat. Maybe the little monkey likes red clothes and sees me jump up and grab my clothes. In desperation, my elder sister hugged me and turned to protect me. No matter how the monkey tickled her, Big Sister didn't leave me.

The monkey charmer dragged the little monkey away, and the elder sister cried to see if I was hurt. At this time, people around me praised my sister as a brave child. Although my sister is very young, she really acts like an adult.

When I got home, my mother saw that the back of my sister's clothes was torn. I asked doubtfully what had happened. My sister was in shock and told me what had just happened.

Mother heard the whole story. I was surprised, too. I put my sister in my arms and said with distress, good boy, you know how to protect your sister at such a young age. What a rare boy.

My mother goes out to work every day, and only my sister takes care of me. She works tirelessly every day, feeds me water and food, and takes good care of her.

When I was older, I slept with my sister. In winter, my sister lies down first. Warm the bed before going to bed. My sister cares about me and loves me very much. She never loses her temper with me.

Later, my family was decentralized to the countryside? We became rural people. I am eight years old and my sister is thirteen. So I haven't seen much since.

At that time, the countryside was too poor to work in the production team, with only work points and no money. You can't even earn money for rations. Big sister went to work in the production team at the age of fifteen.

Then my sister grew up and got married. She left all the good clothes for me to wear. My family was poor at that time. Without the care of my sister, I wouldn't have a happy childhood.

My sister is married to a place more than ten kilometers away from our home, and I don't want to let her go every time I go home. I have always wanted to be with my sister, and I feel particularly sad every time I leave.

I am always reluctant to send my sister away from home. Because there is a river there, there will be frequent floods in summer. Only by sending my sister across the river can I rest assured. Then my sister will watch me go back to this side of the river.

In this way, every time we break up, we are so inseparable. When we go back, we always look back a few steps until we can't see it. At this time, tears have blurred my eyes.

At that time, there was no transportation, the family was poor, and there were no bicycles. My sister walks more than ten kilometers every time she goes home.

In the second year of my sister's marriage, I was 16 years old, just in time for junior high school to resume classes. I remember it was almost September and I didn't have long-sleeved clothes to wear. I couldn't stand the cold, so I went to my sister and asked her to give me a dress to wear.

But seeing my sister living with her husband's family, I dare not say anything. I'm afraid people will look down on me because I came to ask my sister for clothes. Let my sister be wronged. That day, the sun had set, so I stayed at my sister's house.

I have to go back to school the next day, and the air in the morning is colder. When my sister came out to see me off, she saw that I was dressed very thinly. Just take off your long-sleeved coat and put it on for me.

At that time, my heart ached, and I wondered if my sister had any other clothes to wear. I made up my mind to repay my sister's kindness when I have the ability.

Later, my mother got cancer, and the family had no money to treat her. My sister borrowed some money from the shopkeeper to raise money to treat her mother. My sister treated our family and gave all her love. And a sincere heart.

After my mother died, I left my brother and sister behind. They are still young, which is even more difficult for my sister. I still have two children, and I have to take care of my brother and sister. My sister is really not easy.

Sister and brother-in-law will always be honest rural people. They are not only good to us, but also good to outsiders. Therefore, the villagers always have the best evaluation of their sister's brother-in-law.

My second sister is very good. If we are bullied by outsiders. Second sister will always get our losses back. She is a good sister with chivalrous courage.

I remember once when I was just in primary school, a naughty male classmate took the road I walked on the bridge on my way to school and insisted that I wade across the river. It was winter at that time, and the river was very cold. I was afraid that he would hit me, so I waded across the river.

I went home crying and told my second sister that the next morning, my second sister went to the river to wait for him. Sure enough, he came with a schoolbag on his back. My second sister stood on the stone of the small bridge and said to him, you can take the one you told my sister to take yesterday.

He refused to wade, turned and ran back, and my second sister dragged him into the water. You go there and come back. You let my sister go once, I'll let her go twice. I dare you not bully my sister next time.

From then on, my classmates only told me that I had a second sister who had suffered a lot, and no one dared to bully me anymore.

I'm the third child, and I'm favored by my mother among my sisters. Seeing that I couldn't do farm work, my mother was afraid that I would suffer if I stayed in the countryside, so she asked my father to send me to work in the city, and I stayed in the city until I got married and had children.

Below me is my fourth sister, who is only in her teens, and all the housework falls on her. My mother was seriously ill at that time. At an early age, she took care of my mother while going to school. The whole family washes clothes, cooks and cleans, and the tedious work falls on her alone.

No matter how hard and tired I was, Fourth Sister didn't let me come back. I still stay in the city to work. I'm her sister. I should have stayed at home to help people with more difficulties at home, but my father and sisters wanted me to stay in the city and be happy in the future. No matter how difficult it is, it never bothers me, which makes me reluctant to go back to the countryside.

Later, my father fell ill and was hospitalized. It was she who brought him water and medicine, and did filial piety beside his bed.

The four sisters are as gentle and considerate as their elder sister. I am not good at words, but I know best. A few years after my mother died, I couldn't shake off my grief. Coupled with some ups and downs in life, I thought of taking medicine to commit suicide. Although he was saved, he still didn't have the courage to live and was unhappy every day.

Simei learned about my situation and came to see me in the hospital. She took my hand and her eyes kept crying. I always remember Fourth Sister's gentle and firm voice saying to me, "Third Sister, if you die, how can our dad stand it?" . Your life does not belong to you alone. In the days to come, how sad our family will be without you. My mother is gone, and you are leaving, which makes our family worse. You must be strong to live. There are no obstacles to people living in this world. "

After listening to the words of Fourth Sister, I really shouldn't. My father is still alive, how can I let my old father send white-haired people to black-haired people? I want to live even if it's hard to think of these things.

The care of my relatives has given me great strength. Since that incident, I don't want to die no matter what kind of sad moment I encounter. It was my family who accompanied me through the stormy days.

Later, I had a daughter and another relative, and my husband became more and more kind to me.

Today, recalling that era, what I have experienced is always painful. At that time, I really couldn't live without the care and care of my sister and sister.

The youngest is my little five sister, she is the most beautiful, with a pair of big watery eyes, clear and bright. Fair skin. Red mouth, slim figure, very attractive. Although she is the youngest in the family, she is never delicate.

She was only twelve when her mother died, and then her father was ill in bed. She also suffered a lot. After my fourth sister got married, she became the pillar of the family.

Only her father, her and her little brother are left at home, and she has to do all the work on more than ten acres of land at home.

She is very strong and doesn't like asking for help. Although she is thin, she always sticks to her teeth. Keep order at home.

A few years later, she also reached the age of marriage. She didn't marry far away, so she found a partner in her village.

Although married, she goes home to take care of her old father and younger brother every day.

Because the old father's cerebral thrombosis was not cured, it became more and more serious. Finally, when the illness reached its worst, even people had to feed him. I lost consciousness when I urinated. My little sister takes care of me during the day and my two younger brothers accompany my father at night. After careful care of soup and medicine, my little sister and brother almost cried when they watched their father being tortured by the disease.

I sent my father away and worked hard for my brother. I helped until I got married and had children. In order to really live a good life.

For decades, our sisters have deep feelings and never give up in the most difficult times. We have always supported each other, and we have come to this day through thick and thin. Our five sisters are like a poem.

Flowers and leaves are made together, flowers are made first and leaves are made later.

The five sisters in the flower are reunited.

Now our sister family has gone through all the hardships and lived a happy life. However, sisterhood is still infatuated, and it has become a habit to take care of each other for decades. We helped each other in the storm. Happiness is coming. Let's embrace happiness and create a happy mood for ourselves. This is my sister, and I want to wish my sisters good luck, happiness and well-being. Let's be brave and shine in the sunset.