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【Filial piety】(1) 

My



mother is 79 years old this year and will soon be turning 80. Since my father passed away last year,

she has been living alone in the old house. Only a very old dog keeps her company in the large yard. Just

last month , that old dog, nearing the end of its life, also passed away! This has made my already lonely mother even more so!



Before my father's death, my mother was a very spirited old lady! No, she shouldn't be called an old lady,

because if you didn't know her age, you would definitely think she was a slightly older

young woman! Even if you stared at her closely, you wouldn't conclude that she was in her eighties! Her rosy, delicate face and

her full head of white hair created a contradiction! This is precisely my mother's characteristic; she is indeed full of contradictions. She doesn't

like to adorn herself, yet she is incredibly beautiful; she always says she is an old woman, but she looks like a 50-year-old woman

; she has been loyal and loving to her husband all her life, but she has never lacked unrequited lovers. I heard from her

former colleagues that she was a stunning beauty in her youth, a real beauty. Although my mother

tried her best to conceal her beauty during the Cultural Revolution, she still earned the nickname "cold beauty" at work.

Before my mother retired, there was a magical "legend" in her workplace: time was a relative of our family, it

wouldn't bother the women in our family (for a long time, my mother was the only woman in our family)! Although I was very young

at the time and didn't have much of a concept of women's age and appearance, my childlike eyes

could still make comparisons! My mother, even at retirement age, looked just as good as a woman in her thirties, which made me very

proud! But after my father passed away, her hair, which had only a few gray strands, turned completely white, and her face, which had

previously looked around fifty, aged considerably. In just one year, the ravages of time

completely changed her appearance.



My mother had no daughters, only five sons.



Although all five of us are filial and often return to our old house to visit our mother, the competitive pressures of

modern everyone has their own responsibilities.

Even though we're considered successful by societal standards, none of us can truly stop and spend time with our elderly

mother.



I'm a businessman, always on the go. My wife is a middle school teacher. We went to the

same elementary and middle schools; she was two years younger than me, and we were classmates in university. Our daughter attends her mother's middle school.



I'm my mother's youngest son, almost 40 years old. Coincidentally, my mother gave birth to

me on her 40th birthday, so every year on her birthday, our whole family celebrates with her, and they celebrate my

birthday ! When I was little, I always used the fact that we were born on the same day as my mother to get a reward from my father, and he was happy

to give me extra treats for it, which made my brothers very jealous. Time flies, and now I

'm 40 too, a husband and father, and it's my children's turn to ask me for a reward. However, I always

gave them money as a reward or New Year's gift in my mother's name. Celebrating my mother's birthday usually involved my five brothers and me taking turns treating.

When my father was alive, he wouldn't allow us to celebrate his birthday, but he was very willing for us

to express our filial piety towards my mother. Therefore, my mother's birthday was always a joyous and lively occasion in our family.



But after my father passed away, my mother preferred to be alone, not letting us get close, let alone

understand her inner world. Watching her slowly wither away like this, my brothers and I were really worried.

My second brother once invited my mother to stay with them because, after my father's death, everyone thought

it would be inconvenient for her to live alone at her age, and they were afraid something might happen to her. But my mother didn't think that way. She declined all our invitations

and insisted on living alone. We didn't understand, but we couldn't go against her wishes. So, without realizing it, she had been living alone in the old house for over a year, spending her days alone with my father 's photo, accompanied only by her old dog.   One day in August, I returned from a business trip to Tianjin and went directly to the old house without going home. Since my daughter and wife were on summer vacation, and they had both gone to Hong Kong, I figured I'd be going back alone, so I might as well take this opportunity to visit my mother. When I reached the alleyway leading to our old house, I saw my mother talking to someone. Her expression was serene as she chatted with the woman across the street about how prices had gone up and how expensive things were! Aunt Wang across the hall complained to my mother about the rising prices, saying, "You're still worried about this? Your children are all very capable, especially your fifth son, who runs such a big company. You yourself are a highly educated intellectual, earning several thousand yuan a month!"   My mother replied, "What good is that? The children are busy every day. Money can't fill the void of my loneliness, nor can it keep me company in my old age!"   Aunt Wang said, "Why not? You can find a new companion. Your children are so open-minded; they won't object!"   My mother said, "Auntie, what are you saying? I'll be 80 in three months. You want this old hag to find a companion? If our children's father knew this down there, he'd be furious!"   Aunt Wang said, "I didn't expect you to be so old-fashioned. What era are we living in? Marriage and love for the elderly are considered a ' golden age,' much more fashionable! I didn't expect you to be so devoted to my eldest brother! Oh, fifth son's here, visiting your mother!"   "Yes, Auntie went grocery shopping!"   "Fifth son, you're here. Didn't you say you were going to Tianjin?" my mother asked.   "Yes, I just got back. They went to Hong Kong, and I figured I'd be alone anyway, so I came back to stay with you for a few days ."   "Oh, really? Then Mom will cook for you!" Mom was overjoyed to hear I was staying for a few days. Seeing Mom had five sons, but none of them were by her side. She was so happy that one of her sons was coming home for a few days !   Entering the house, I saw Mom busy making a straw mat for me on the bed. "No need, Mom, I'll sleep with you . Your bed is so big!"   "No, child, Mom's a light sleeper. You should sleep in this room! You can use the air conditioner. I never turn on the air conditioner in my room; I'm too old to use it!"   "Okay!"   Back home, I felt very comfortable. I half-reclined on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the news. Surprisingly, I fell asleep!



























































































My mother came in from outside and saw me asleep. She said, "This child, almost 40 years old, still like a child!"

She then took a towel and draped it over my stomach.



The comfort of life isn't about what high-ranking official you are or how much money you make; it's often about

being able to immerse yourself in family and achieve complete relaxation.



"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, wake up for dinner!" A soft call woke me from my sleep, still completely

drowsy "Wife, where are we?" I instinctively hugged and kissed the person in front of me.



"Go away, you brat, do you think this is your own home?" My mother was amused and exasperated by my behavior! I

opened my eyes saw my mother's full head of white hair, and couldn't help but laugh myself!



"Mom, I was dreaming about eating with Limin, and you called me then. I thought it was just a dream!" I

said, quickly getting up to rinse my mouth, and went to the dining room with my mother.



My mother is renowned for her cooking in this area. During those difficult times, our family always

managed to create fragrant meals from a limited amount of simple radishes and cabbage. Many of my classmates

(who were usually neighbors) would ask, "What do you eat at home? It smells so good!"



Looking at my mother's stir-fried potato shreds and shredded pork with garlic sauce, my appetite was instantly whetted, and I moved closer to the table.



"Go wash your hands!" My mother still addressed me with the same attitude I had in elementary school.



"I've already washed them, Mom, can you serve me some rice?" In our family, my mother always serves the food. She always

happily watches over our bowls, and if anyone's bowl is empty, she quickly says, "Here, Mom will serve you some, so you

don't spill it everywhere!" She's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.



My mother took my bowl to the kitchen. In the reflection of the light, I could see that her slightly hunched figure

could still be described as plump, which is quite remarkable for a woman nearing 80. Two years ago,

my wife asked me, "How does your mother maintain her youthful appearance? She's almost 80,

but she looks like she's in her fifties. Her face is rosy and full, with very few wrinkles. Her legs are still nimble, and although

her teeth n't super white, they're still intact and without any noticeable age spots."



"Oh! I didn't expect you to be so observant of my mother. She looks younger than her actual age, but

her health isn't as good as you say. Just the other day she was complaining of leg pain and asked me to buy her a high

stool !"



However, when I was little, my father told me that my mother used to be in an arts troupe and

practiced dance. Even now, she can still lift her legs above her chest during stretches. But our family is quite conservative, and my parents

never boast about that.



"Let's eat!" My mother's words pulled me back from my reverie.



"Mom, you still look so healthy. Your figure is...you could describe it as sexy. From behind, you look like a

young woman!" I complimented my mother.



"Hey, you brat, your mother's 80 years old, and you're still trying to sweet-talk me? It's not working anymore.

It's completely different from 20 years ago. Back then, I really felt like I was no less capable than those 30- or 40-year-olds, but

now I clearly feel my strength failing me. Even when we go grocery shopping together, I

can't keep up with !"



"That's right, how old is she? Is she 60?" I reassured my mother dismissively.



"Around 61 or 62, I heard she was born in the Year of the Rabbit!" My mother didn't seem too sure either.



"Compared to you, she's still a young girl. She's only a few years older than my older brother. What are you comparing

your legs ? But Mom, to be honest, if you two go out together, people will definitely say she's older than you!



Really, look at her face, it's full of wrinkles!" "



That's true. A lot of people at the market say that. Once, an old man selling vegetables called you Aunt Wang 'old

sister and me 'little sister'! Aunt Wang had already put his tomatoes on the scale, but then she just turned them away, said 'no,'

and left! The old man still doesn't know what he said that offended her!"

A slight blush crossed her face as she said this.



"Really? I didn't expect Aunt Wang to care so much about that. I'll have to be careful what I say in the future! But Mom,

she does look much older than you!" I didn't forget to compliment my mother.



"Sigh! I don't want to admit I'm getting old, but since your father passed away, I really don't know

what the point of living is anymore. Every day is just me, looking down at this empty house!"



"Why didn't you go to my second brother's place? His place is so nice, a four-story villa with such a

big front and back yard, and a swimming pool! Besides, if you don't want to go there, my Xiling villa is

reserved , and you can go to my other brothers' places too. I don't believe any of them would dare to say no to you!" I looked at

my mother.



"Yes, you are all very filial, but you are both so busy, never home, and the children's studies are

so important, I can't help you. Besides, I don't know anyone around you. If I went

there, I would be the same as everyone else! Unlike here, where I have old neighbors and old friends. Even though I'm alone at night

, I still have people to talk to during the day!"



Looking at the loneliness in my mother's eyes as she spoke, I couldn't help but feel sad.

It seems that the world of the elderly is empty and helpless!



After dinner, my mother said, "That mistress from the west courtyard came over to ask you a while ago, saying she needed to talk to you. She

didn't have your phone number, so I gave it to her. Did she call you?"



"Yes, she called. Her sister is my classmate, you know, Yuhua. The mistress said her sister's husband

died in a car accident. Oh, Mom, don't tell me, I've never even met her sister's husband! She also said her sister's

child is still young, and she was laid off from the textile factory, so her family is having some difficulties. Plus, at 40, it's hard to find a job.



She knows my business is growing, and she wants me to help her, but her sister is too embarrassed to come to me directly, so she had

the mistress talk to her, saying she wants to see what she can do at my company!"



"Oh, I see. Can you help her? Help her as much as you can. That girl is a really nice person;

she always greets me from afar. How could her life be so hard?" My mother always showed

regret when she mentioned Yuhua.



"Mom, you know I climbed through her window when I was in middle school! Her mom

found , and the whole street was in an uproar. My dad beat me pretty badly that time, so she's too embarrassed to come over."

"Come find me! Besides, she and Limin (my wife) are classmates, and Limin knows all about this, so

I don't dare to easily express my opinion!"



"Hehe, let's not talk about your shameful deeds. When your dad found out, he was quite proud at first, saying: 'Look at

my son, he's successful!'" My mother revealed the inside story to me.



"Ah! Really? Then why did he beat me so badly?" I feigned grievance and confusion.



「可后来事儿越闹越大,说实在的,那时玉花她妈也是够呛,十来岁的小孩

子,能有多大的事儿,她到我们家大吵大闹,也不说什么事儿,就是骂!让她这

么一弄,你父亲没有个态度也不行了,而且他也怕你将来太放肆了,在这个面不

检点,所以他和我商量要教训你一下,让你长点记性,后来我也就同意了!」



「哦,妈,你们怎么不理解我们年轻人的心呢!可怜我的初恋啊,可怜我的

屁股啊!当时我恨死她妈了,我找了个机会狠狠的报复了她妈!」



「什么,你做什么了?」



「没…没什么,我怕我爸再揍我,想是想了,没敢去!嗳,对了,妈妈那次

爸爸打我为什么没有让我脱了裤子,我在里面放了棉垫,他也没发现,打的也不

是很疼啊!」



"Hehe, you little rascal, you're acting all innocent after getting a good deal. You think your dad doesn't know? He didn't want to hit you that time,

just to discipline you! Oh, so how's it going now? Did you help Yuhua?" My mother was still quite concerned about

this issue!



"Later, Yuhua called Limin. You know, Mom, they became classmates, so

Limin didn't insist anymore. But her education isn't very high, and her abilities? Hehe, no matter what,

I wouldn't dare let her work in the board office. I could only let her temporarily wipe tables and pour water in the office, that

's all the work I have for her!"



"Oh, that's good. Help if you can! Oh, right, the salary can't be reduced, you hear me? Compared to your

department manager, you hear me? Mom knows that money isn't the issue for you, the key is that you need to give everyone

an explanation at the company, you need to be fair, but she's your… Anyway, figure something out, but the salary can't be reduced!"



"Oh, I know, I'll do as Mom orders!" I promised my mother. It's easy now that my mother has given her the order.

What does a department manager mean in our area? "My annual salary is nearly a million." Limin asked, but thankfully her mother provided a shield.



"Are you still sleeping? Mom's invited Aunt Wang to her house for mahjong this afternoon. If you're not sleeping, I won't go. I'll

stay home and talk to my son!"



"Oh! Mom, go ahead. It'll be bad if you don't go; we'll be one short. Besides, I'm going to the company this afternoon to handle

some issues. We'll have plenty of time to talk. I've been staying home all week."



"Really? Son, then come home early tonight. Mom will make dumplings, okay?"



"No, Mom, let's have porridge tonight. I haven't had homemade millet porridge in ages!" I didn't want to trouble my mother.



"Oh, okay, come home early tonight!"

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