Youth Doesn't Understand Parental Blessings, Only to Understand When Middle-Aged
When my mother called during school days, no matter the spring, summer, autumn or winter, or whatever happened at home, she never reported good news or bad news, but every time she called, she would say two sentences without fail:
It's getting cold lately, don't wear see-through jeans. It doesn't matter now, you're old and will suffer.
Don't worry about our family, everything is fine at home! Just focus on your studies, and don't worry about money.
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At that time, I disliked my mom's nagging. Why did she always repeat these few sentences over and over again? These sentences seemed to have lost their meaning. I even felt that my mother was getting older and more fussy, how could she become so nagging?
But when I became a mother myself, the first thing I said to my child after he returned from school was also these few sentences:
Wear more, it's getting cold! Don't be vain, you're still young!
Don't worry about our family, you're just a little kid, focus on your studies, don't bother.
When I saw my child becoming increasingly impatient, I suddenly remembered myself when I was young…
Yes, when I was young, I treated my mother the same way I treated myself!
My mother back then, was using these reminders to deeply love her child.
When I saw my mother's once jet-black hair, now partially white due to lack of dyeing for two months, I suddenly realized, and when I looked down and saw a few white hairs gradually sprouting from my own hair… I realized it suddenly, and regretted my foolishness when I was young.
My father, in my memory, has always been introverted and conservative, rarely speaking loudly, and he does things quietly and stealthily. While my mother's love was always at the forefront, my father's expression of love was always silent support behind me, and every time I went to school, he would quietly chase after me and secretly give me pocket money, without letting my mother know, otherwise he wouldn't be able to accumulate so much, and I wouldn't be able to get it.
Every time I told my father, 'You can use this money, I don't need it!' he insisted on stuffing it into my hands, as if only when it was in my hands, would his heart feel relieved.
This is my parents' lifelong dedication, all of which is in me. They don't expect me to have a great achievement, they just hope I am healthy and happy. Just like now, I hope my child is healthy and happy.
A blink of an eye, I also entered middle age and had my own child.
But the child is still young, so I often said to myself in my heart, 'No matter what, I don't want my child to marry far away in the future'… When I heard that he was dating someone from the same city, my mother sighed and smiled.
I finally understood my mother's inner world back then…
Yes, young people don't understand the love of their parents, and it's only when they are older that they understand!
Today, I've entered middle age, and I can't guarantee my achievements, but I can guarantee that my parents will have a peaceful and secure retirement – safe, secure, well-provided for, and happy. I will become a big tree, allowing my parents to rely on, just like they relied on me.
