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On the bus home after shopping for New Year's goods, I suddenly received a Q&A message. "My youngest daughter has been at home for seven years after graduating from junior college. Should I kick her out?" I clicked on the software, and the comments below were noisy. The host is still complaining. "The younger daughter is 28 years old. She has no job, is lazy and stupid, and makes trouble for me at home every day. Is there any way I can force her to leave?" "The eldest daughter is still promising. When I was hospitalized for a cerebral hemorrhage, she contacted me the best doctor. The younger daughter can't count on anything! I gave birth to both, so why is there such a big gap?!" "The eldest daughter's family plans to go home for the New Year, but there is no room for them at home. I have packed the younger daughter's luggage. I hope she will have some self-awareness." I sighed silently in my heart. Fortunately, my mother, who had a cerebral hemorrhage, was not like this. Fortunately, I can make money at home, so I don't have to worry about old age. The bus buzzer sounded and I got off the bus with my things. As soon as I got home, I saw luggage neatly stacked at the entrance. There is also the eldest sister's family sitting on the sofa.

"Wanrou, after the New Year, dad will buy you an apartment." At the New Year's Eve dinner, the patriarchal father suddenly spoke. The whole table fell silent. After all, we had been at odds for twenty years, ever since we witnessed his affair. The next second, his brother's dissatisfied voice sounded. "Dad, why?! My sister is just a daughter. Why are you buying her a house?!" "I'm getting married soon and all the money has been spent on her. What should I do?!" After saying that, the younger brother threw his chopsticks and left. My mother, who has always said she loves me the most, became anxious when she saw my father's kindness towards me. "My son is right. He is getting married soon and needs money. If you buy a house for Wanrou with the money, what will happen if he gets a wife?" "If you really care about Wanrou, why not find a good husband for her and let her marry a man who owns a house and a car?" "Why do we have to buy her a suite? Right, Wanrou?" I looked at her blankly and nodded stiffly. Mother breathed a sigh of relief. ... But this time, I didn't listen to her. Later, when she saw the three real estate certificates in my hand, my mother broke her guard.

"Dad, I've refunded Mom's flight home." During dinner, my son said unexpectedly. I was feeding my grandson and froze. "Why? I finally got a plane ticket for your mother. Besides, your mother hasn't been home for the New Year in three years!" The son's eyes dodge. "Dad, the Spring Festival travel ticket costs thousands. It's not necessary for a reunion dinner. The Chinese New Year is almost here, why not let mom earn more overtime pay." I looked at him in disbelief. "Jiang Zheng, what are you talking about? Your mother has been working overtime for three months in a row, just to come home to see you and the children during the New Year..." The son muttered dissatisfiedly. "What's there to see? Why don't you give your child a big red envelope!" "What's wrong with working overtime? Who said you don't have a pension? You'll make my parents-in-law laugh when you come back..." Hearing this, I threw the bowl. "Okay! Hello, your father-in-law and mother-in-law, let them take care of your child! I'll go find your mother!"

I was taking my grandson to kindergarten when my daughter called me to tell me that my ex-wife had been in a car accident. "Dad, my mother's injury is serious. The doctor said she is likely to be paralyzed." Hearing this, I paused. "What does it have to do with me?" The daughter on the other end of the phone hesitated. "His husband took the money and ran away. I plan to take her home and you can help take care of her, okay?" I refused without thinking. "No!" "She cheated on me back then, in order to force me to leave the house, and accused me of domestic violence. She has ignored you two brothers and sisters for so many years, and asked me to take care of her? Impossible!" The anger boiled in my heart, and the original pain was still vivid in my mind. "Dad, how long are you going to talk about this little thing? It's been twenty years, so stop fussing over it, okay?" "She is our mother after all. For our sakes, can you forgive her?" I laughed angrily. "Forgive her? Unless I die!"