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    "Mom, we haven't let him know about Dad's relapse. Because we are afraid that Dad will not be able to bear such a blow." Speaking of this, I paused, looked at my mother, and saw that she was trying to control her growing pain.  With the increased crying, I knew that my words had begun to play a role, so I continued, "Mom, you have to try your best to control your emotions, otherwise, if Dad finds out that something is wrong, I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

    Hearing this, the mother immediately shut up nervously.  But the sadness in my heart could not be eliminated immediately, so I was still sobbing and crying continuously.

    Seeing that my distraught mother could do nothing, I quickly took over her work, because at this moment, my father, who was resting on the middle bed, was waiting for his extra meal.

    By the time I finished preparing my father's meal, my mother was no longer crying, but her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she hadn't recovered from the great grief.

    "Mom, it's up to me to take care of Dad. You go out to get some air first. Don't come back until you can't completely control your emotions. Dad is a very smart person, and a slight flaw may reveal his truth."  Tang, while reminding his mother.

    After listening to the mother, she also thought that her appearance at this time was not suitable for her father to see.  Seeing that what I said was reasonable, my mother left home sadly.  Although I am a little worried about my mother, I know that I have more important things to do at this time.  Now, I can only pray that my mother can figure it out as soon as possible and return to a normal state of mind.

    When I came to the middle hall with a fragrant and steaming nutritious soup in my hand, everyone except my father gave me consulting eyes.  I secretly made a gesture of completion.

    All the people in the middle hall have seen the mother's hasty departure just now.  As a result, everyone, especially my sister, showed extremely worried expressions.

    After the soup cooled down, I helped my father from the bed to the table and sat down.  Seeing my father started to eat, my sister pulled me aside and quietly asked about my mother's situation.

    I told my sister succinctly and clearly that my mother's mood swings were very obvious after she learned the truth. It was because my mother was so sad that I asked her to go out to adjust her mood.  I quietly told my sister that my father has me.  I asked my sister to go out to find my mother now, and try to enlighten her as much as possible, so that my mother would not be indulging in grief and unable to extricate herself.

    I don't know where my mother has gone, but I think she won't go far away in grief, and my sister should be able to find her soon; I don't know if my sister can enlighten my mother, but with my sister by my side, I can at least worry less; no  I know whether my mother can get out of the great grief, but I think that from now on, at least my mother will not quarrel with my father; I don¡¯t know if my mother can completely put down the work in the field, but I believe that knowing the truth  She will definitely put her father first in the futureeverything has its two sides, but for the sake of father, we can only helplessly choose to let mother know the cruel truth in advance.

    Although the mother is not at home for the time being, but fortunately there are so many people, all the housework is done in an orderly manner.  What's more, there was someone by his father's side almost all the time, so his father didn't notice anything unusual.

    From time to time, I go to the door of the house and look around nervously.  Although my sister has gone to find my mother, I still can't contain the worry in my heart.  I know my mother's psychological fragility, so I am afraid that my mother will not be able to get over the bad news of my father's relapse.  If something happens to my mother because of her extreme grief, I will die without regret.

    Today is Sunday, my sister and my family will rush back to the city in the evening.  If my mother can't return to normal in time, then I really don't know how to deal with it.

    If the mother's extreme sadness was seen by the father, then the unusually shrewd father must be able to find something from it.

    Therefore, whether it is from the perspective of parents or from our own perspective, I hope that my mother can adjust as soon as possible

    In the midst of anxiety and worry (I had to suppress my emotions in the bottom of my heart and pretend nothing happened in front of my father), I was suffering, and I couldn't grasp the real time at all.  the passage of time.  It seems like a long time has passed.  During the "long" wait, the figure I was looking forward to finally broke into my eyes.

    I stared very nervously, my figure was getting bigger and bigger, no matter how bad my eyes were, my mother's facial expression became more and more clear.  I saw that although the mother's face was heavy, the expression of extreme sadness had disappeared.  I breathed a sigh of relief.  Although the mother at this time is different from her before learning the bad news, but I think this is not a very obvious difference, and it should not arouse my father's suspicion.  With father's shrewdness?I must have guessed that my mother would definitely criticize him in front of us.  Mother's current abnormality will only make father think that he has won the final victory and won our absolute support for him.

    Even so, I am still a little worried.  When my mother was busy with lunch, I came to the kitchen with my mother under the pretext of helping to light the fire (in rural areas, traditional pots and stoves need to add firewood to the stove, otherwise there will not be enough heat for cooking).

    When I was lighting a fire and adding more wood, my mother was the first to speak: "So-and-so (my nickname), your dad really can't help it?"

    I know what my mother means, but in fact, why don't I hope that my father will get better!  "The possibility is very small. However, it is not absolutely hopeless. If the medicine I prescribed can work, then there may be a glimmer of hope." Considering the psychological fragility of my mother, I still gave her a slim hope  .

    I don't know what my mother was thinking. Seeing that my mother was silent all the time, I went on to say, "It's possible that Dad hasn't been around for long. Mom, I can understand your mood now. But, for Dad, you must be stronger.  , must not reveal any flaws."

    "I know." Mother replied in a low voice.

    "At the last moment, I hope that Dad can be happy. Dad has a straight temper, and often what he says may not be so pleasant. Mom, although this will make you feel wronged, I still hope that you can let Dad in the future.  No matter how harsh what Dad said, don't quarrel with him, okay?"

    "Your father is like this, how can I argue with him? Do you think your mother is me" As she spoke, her mother's words sounded crying.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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