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    "You mean to sacrifice mom's interests?" I know my sister is right, but the palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh, and it's really hard for me to make this decision.

    "How can this be called sacrificing interests? It's just to let Mom treat Dad better and tell her the truth in advance. In fact, even if we want to hide it, we can't keep it hidden forever. Paper can't wrap fire, Mom will sooner or later  I'll know." My sister reassured.

    "I know all of this. But I still think that it's better not to let Mom know the truth unless it's absolutely necessary. Sister, you should try to persuade her first. If it really doesn't work, then let's take this next step."  I said helplessly.

    "Don't worry, I will never care less about my mother than you!" My sister emphasized to show her heart.

    My sister said so, what else can I do?  In fact, I don't mean to worry about my sister at all, it's just because I care too much about my parents.  Perhaps, this is the so-called caring makes chaos.  Fortunately, my sister could understand my mood at the time and was not angry because of my inappropriate words.

    I told my wife the content of my conversation with my sister, and my wife seemed to agree with my sister's opinion.  After all, father's current situation is uncertain, and it may happen at any time Under such circumstances, it is actually a very normal idea to favor father.  I believe that my sister will also pass on the content of the conversation to my brother-in-law.  Going home this weekend, our main task is to do the ideological work of mothers.  If the mother is still "persistent", then we have no choice but to tell the truth "cruelly".

    Another weekend, I still rushed to my hometown in the countryside unshakably.  This time, when I passed the vegetable market in the town, I went in and made a lot of purchases.  Because, guessing, the vegetables I bought when I sent the medicine home were almost eaten.  Due to the delay at the vegetable market, my sister's family had already arrived home ahead of us.

    After placing the purchased vegetables properly, my sister and I will go to find my mother.  Although they had discussed their speeches long ago, because they were afraid that their mother would remain the same, no one was willing to start the topic for a while.

    Seeing what I bought, my mother immediately arranged for my father's food.  Although she was busy, when she saw us who were hesitant to speak, she still asked first: "Is there something you want to do with me?"

    "Mom, can't I see you if I'm okay?" My sister joked, helping her mother with her work.

    "Mom, you have worked hard these days!" I said emotionally.

    In this world, there is nothing more touching than family affection.  Stimulated by my sister and I showing our true feelings, my mother's eye sockets became moist.  The mother touched her eyes, pretending to be blinded by sand, and said with a choked voice, "What's the matter with you two today? What are you talking about for no reason?"

    With the help of my sister, I can hardly get my hands in it.  So, I stepped forward, came behind my mother, and patted her shoulder lightly.  "You are our mother, shouldn't you care about you?" I joked, and then asked seriously, "Mom, how is Dad doing recently?"

    "You boy, take your hands away! It makes my shoulders itchy." The mother feigned anger.

    "Mom, you really don't know how to enjoy. I'm giving you a massage!" Although I pretended to be dissatisfied, I replied, but seeing that my mother didn't like it, I obediently took my hand away.

    "Oh, your mother, I have worked hard, how can I enjoy it!" The mother said with emotion.

    "How can it be? In the future, if we honor you, how can we not be blessed to enjoy it?" My sister hurriedly said.

    "That's right, that's right!" I agreed.

    "Hey, let's wait until your dad gets better!" The mother said with a sad face, "Actually, your dad is much better these days than when he came back from Nanjing. It's just that he always said that drinking Chinese medicine will make people feel dizzy."  So soft, so since yesterday, I have resolutely refused to drink medicine."

    "What?" My sister and I exclaimed in unison.

    "Dad doesn't drink Chinese medicine anymore?" I asked with some incredulous confirmation.

    "Yes!" Mother replied very succinctly and definitely.

    At that time, I was immediately dumbfounded.  I took traditional Chinese medicine as my father's last hope.  I hope that through the conditioning of traditional Chinese medicine, a miracle can finally appear on my father.  Maybe a little self-deception, but I did have dreams of my father's full recovery.  But now, suddenly, I heard that "father is determined not to take medicine", so I feel that my dream is about to be completely shattered.  Therefore, for a while, I was stunned on the spot.  I haven't been able to come back to my senses for a long time.

    Originally, my sister and I were going to come over to persuade my mother.  But who wants to say it before saying it??I was overwhelmed by the urgent questions my mother posed.  At that time, my sister and I were completely preoccupied by this unexpected situation, and had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here.

    I don't remember how I got out of the kitchen.  When we came outside, my sister and I looked at each other.  From their respective eyes, what we saw was solemnity, worry and helplessness.

    Although both mother and father are the type that is difficult to persuade, the difference between them is quite obvious.  My mother is autistic.  Generally, older people are like this, and it is not easy to accept information from the outside world.  Mother's autism is due to age on the one hand, and lack of knowledge (illiteracy) on the other hand.  Mother's speed of accepting external information is relatively slow, but it is also because of the slowness that once any concept is formed, it is almost deeply ingrained.  It is very difficult to change again.  Although difficult, it is not impossible.  As long as you find a way to break through your mother's autistic barrier, as long as you find a way to let your mother really hear your voice, then your mother is likely to accept your suggestion.  And the father was of the opinionated type.  The education level of the father is much higher than that of the mother.  In the 1960s and 1970s, high school students were definitely scarcer than today's college students.  As a high school student in the 1960s and 1970s, my father can actually be regarded as a high-level intellectual.  It is precisely because of sufficient cultural background that my father has his own unique views on many things.  Knowledge gives confidence, so in most cases, my father will stubbornly believe that his opinion is absolutely correct.  One can imagine the difficulty of persuading his father to change what he thinks is the correct opinion.  In my impression, there is basically no precedent for changing my father's mind.  Now that my father has insisted on not drinking traditional Chinese medicine, it is almost impossible to persuade my father to change his mind again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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