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    In fact, after my sister and I worked, we stopped letting my father go out to work.  But before I got married, my father considered that I would need a lot of money to get married, so he would go out to work whenever he had the opportunity.  Later, I got married, but because I bought a commercial house in the urban area, I was burdened with a heavy mortgage burden.  In order to reduce our burden, my father will also look around for opportunities to work.  In fact, this is also quite helpless.  In China, if people in rural areas do not work, they will not have much income.  The full coverage of social security has become one of the highlights of the government's work.  However, there is still a big question mark on how effective this kind of social security can really be for rural people?  First, the old-age insurance in rural areas has to be paid by the people themselves, which is more than 8,000 yuan at a time. For ordinary rural people, it is actually not a small financial burden;  A month is only a little over 100 yuan, and with such a small amount of money, it is difficult to guarantee even a basic life (now when I go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, it costs about 10 yuan at a time).  In the case of our mortgage repayment, my father would not spend our money no matter what.  But what can they do with their meager pension insurance income?  Because of this, my father would go out to work from time to time.

    Father has worked hard all his life, as children, we naturally can't bear to let him go out to work hard.  It's just that my father's temper has always been stubborn, and our persuasion is difficult to play a role at all.  In my opinion, after I have paid off the mortgage, my father should readily accept our support.  However, I never thought that my father would leave in a hurry without waiting for that moment.  Thinking of this, I can't help but feel panicked in my heart.

    At this time, I thought of my father's strength again.  This is where the father has to be admired.  During the hospitalization, how much pain would such a large operation and two large scars bring to the body?  It's almost unimaginable to me.  That kind of pain is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people.  We changed several groups of people back and forth in our ward, from the eighties to the fifties, there was basically no non-stop "ahhh".  Especially when the anesthetic has failed and no more anesthetic injections can be given, some people with weak willpower may even wail occasionally.  However, my father never snorted even a single sound.  What a strong will it takes to do that!

    The operation made my father's body extremely weak, but even so, my father never bowed to cancer.  Until his death, my father basically insisted on taking care of himself. Even the last time he urinated, he solved it by standing up.  Although his father was frustrated in his later years, he maintained his unshakable arrogance from beginning to end.  Father has never lowered his proud head in his life.  So what about cancer, it can take away his father's life, but he can't take away his innate arrogance.  It is precisely because of his father's strength that is different from ordinary people, so we have never had the opportunity to use anesthetics on him.  Before we had time to get anesthesia from the hospital, my father left in a hurry.

    Father's strength kept him awake.  Until the last hour of coma, my father's sanity was very clear.  Father didn't appear to be talking nonsense like most people before he passed away.  Father left this world clearly and clearly.

    It is precisely because of my father's strength that my father's death seemed so hasty and caught us by surprise.  When I can still take care of myself and my mind is extremely clear, how could I expect my father to die suddenly?  Because it was unexpected, there will be regrets.

    I am the only son of my father, and I am older than the two sons of my uncle's family. In my father's eyes, I am the eldest son of the family.  Although my father didn't say it clearly, I know that he has high expectations of me.  My father hopes that I can be worthy of the status of the eldest son, that I can perform better than my two cousins, and that I can revive the family tradition and the family through my outstanding performance.  My father is still relatively traditional, so the family concept is very strong.

    My father has not been very satisfied with me, because I have always behaved mediocrely, and there is not much to show off, so my father sometimes sighs sadly: "Gunny bags and straw bags are not as good as each generation."  However, from this sentence, it is not difficult to see my father's ardent hope for me.  Knowing the father is like a son, how can I not know what my father thinks?

    Unlike my father, who had a brilliant career when he was young, I felt that everything was unsatisfactory since I was a child.  Since I started working, I have witnessed all kinds of social injustice, so under the discouragement, I have lost the passion to fight for my career.  It was because of extreme frustration that I chose amateur writing.  When I write, I don't want to make money or become famous. I just want to open up a pure land and vent my dissatisfaction.  The so-called unintentional insertion of willows and willows into shades, after my debut work - "Returning Souls and Saving the World" was published online, it quickly aroused a certain degree of repercussions.  in a few daysSearch for your own works.  Of course, I wasn't famous and probably never will be, but I'm going to keep writing.

    All along, I have kept the things I wrote well hidden.  I have my own plan for doing this, and I am going to use some of my writing achievements as a shot in the arm for my father.  I've already thought up my words.  "Dad, I am writing a novel now, and it has been published online. My novel can be found directly through Baidu search. What is the concept of Baidu search (my father does not know how to surf the Internet, so I have to explain)?  That is worldwide. That is to say, anywhere in the world, as long as you can access the Internet, you can search for my novels through the Baidu search engine.¡±

    Such rhetoric is definitely suspected of stealing the concept.  However, based on what I know about my father, after hearing this, he will definitely think that I have become a world-famous writer.  Because of his ardent hope for me, my father will definitely be excited and proud of it.  Under such strong mental stimulation, my father will definitely survive for two or three days longer.  As long as my father can persist for two more days, I don't care at all about the despicableness of changing my concept.  It's just that my rhetoric didn't work.  My father didn't even know about my writing until his death.  Thinking of this, I can't help but be filled with regret.

    The annoyance of not being able to fulfill the obligation of support, the admiration for my father's strong will, the regret of not being able to inspire my father's spirit in time Various emotions kept appearing alternately, constantly impacting my fragile nerves.  The more I think about it, the more complicated my mood becomes, and the more complicated my mood is, the more I can't sleep.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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