Mother and son are friends in need.

When I went back to my hometown this time, because my daughter-in-law was ill and hospitalized, I rushed to Binxian Chinese Medicine Hospital, now the First Affiliated Hospital of Xi Jiaotong University, without even returning home. During my daughter-in-law's hospitalization, I saw a scene that made me feel uneasy for a long time.

Daughter-in-law's ward is occupied by three patients, all of whom are women. My daughter-in-law fell down because of years of fatigue and age. Sure, I'll go home and sleep with her. The bed in the middle is an old lady in her sixties. Because the grandson joked with grandma and gave her a push, the old lady was unsteady at her feet, fell and broke her waist, and her daughter accompanied her to bed. Near the south window is an 84-year-old woman who fell asleep in bed at night. When she got up the next day, her back ached and she couldn't move. After hospital examination, her waist was broken, and the old lady's eldest son accompanied her to bed. Although they all came to see a doctor, during the ten days of hospitalization, everyone was in the same ward and got along well. In order to give patients a comfortable rest environment, everyone accompanied the patients with intravenous drip and pulled them home. The atmosphere was very warm and soft. What impressed me most was the mother and son by the window.

Their mother and son are from Tandian, Bin County. My old mother is 84 years old, dressed simply, about 1 m 65 in height, with senile plaques, silver hair and sprightly spirits, and always has a warm smile on her face. My son is also very simple, looking at his sincere face. He took the opportunity of breathing in the corridor to chat with him, only to know that he also works in banma county, Qinghai, and is a newly retired math teacher. Because they both work in Qinghai, they are very kind and the topics will increase. He is wearing a gray jacket and white trousers, and his voice is very gentle and slow. It looks ordinary, no different from others, but it is he who touched my heart and taught me a life lesson in these short ten days, which shocked me, because in today's society, such a scene has been long-lost and rare.

As a general rule of hospitals, as long as people who have lived in the hospital know that patients are inconvenient to get in and out, they are assisted by relatives or chaperones. It is not surprising that he is basically the same as other children, even more meticulous than others. Of course, going in and out is self-evident for the elderly. Every morning, the teacher's eldest brother is always the first to get up. After washing his back, he brought face wash water and carefully washed his face and combed his hair for his old mother. He always talks to his mother in a low voice and never speaks loudly. When you talk to your old mother, you rarely see a smile in front of the old man. One day at noon, everyone began to eat lunch. The hospital has a canteen, and everyone basically swipes their cards to eat in the canteen. The old mother by the window will eat the steamed bread left over from the day before, saying that she is afraid of waste. The teacher's eldest brother standing in front of the hospital bed smiled and said to the old man, "Mom, the steamed bread is cold, or I'll go to the nurse's station to heat it up in the microwave oven." The old man nodded his head in agreement. The teacher's eldest brother went to the nurse's station with steamed bread. It took about twenty minutes. The teacher's eldest brother walked into the ward with a puzzled expression, either afraid that we would be shy when we saw it or afraid that we would be ashamed when we heard it. He came in with something in his hand. He walked slowly to his old mother, his hands spread out, and the whole steamed bread was burnt. He lowered his head and whispered to his mother, "Mom, I didn't cook." He smiled apologetically at his mother. The old man nodded and said with a smile, "Nothing, then go down and get me something casually. You can come back after eating in the canteen. " Teacher eldest brother nodded and hurried out of the elevator. It didn't take much effort. He came back with a meal and said with a smile, "Mom, I'll buy you half a catty of jiaozi. It's still hot Eat quickly. " The old mother sat up with the help of her son, nodded and asked, "Have you eaten? So soon? " The teacher's eldest brother propped up the small dining table on the old mother's bed, handed chopsticks and said sincerely, "Mom, eat quickly, it's getting cold, I've eaten." My daughter-in-law, my little sister and the old lady in the next bed all saw these. A 64-year-old son and an 84-year-old mother are still so affectionate in front of the hospital bed. Their mother and son care about each other, which reminds me of the way I spoiled in front of my mother when I was a child. Yes, my son will never grow up in front of his mother. No matter how old she is, her mother still cares about her son's food and clothing.

When night fell, unexpected things happened again. The teacher's eldest brother wears reading glasses and sits in front of the hospital bed reading e-books while chatting with his old mother. Talking and laughing, just like at home, the atmosphere is very warm. He looked up and said, "Mom, it's been several days. Shall I wash your feet? " The old man said kindly, "No, I'll wash it when I get home." Eldest brother took off his glasses, put down his mobile phone and used it to wash his feet. He bent down to put down the washbasin, rolled up his sleeves amid his mother's complaints, put his hand into the water and tried it first, saying, "Mom, it's not hot at all. I tried." He helped the old man to sit down and lie down, and washed his mother's feet before the bed. From the chat, I know that the two sons of the teacher's eldest brother are married and have two grandchildren. They have lived under the same roof for four generations, but he is a pious, filial and immature son in front of his mother. Seeing what he did, my daughter-in-law, an ordinary cultivator, was very moved and casually said, "Did you wash your mother's feet? Be nice to your dad in the future. " After listening to my daughter-in-law, I was shocked at once. I was shocked and nodded in agreement, but my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, an unspeakable taste and a huge sense of guilt. . . . . .

Looking at the embarrassment in front of me, my mother's life is vivid and my heart is hard to calm for a long time. I'm ashamed of myself.

When my daughter-in-law came home from the hospital, as soon as I stepped into the yard, I saw my father, who had just harvested corn, dressed in rags, with silver hair and covered in mud, packing things in the yard. Think about the teacher, eldest brother, mother's affection, dad's first sentence is, "you're back. How is my daughter-in-law's illness? Where are you? " I feel worse. I almost lost control of my emotions. I turned around and dried my tears. Because I have to go back to work the next day, time is tight. I quickly brought a pot of hot water, wrapped my father's hair, found a razor, shaved his head and beard, and sat down to chat with him for a while. At this time, my mood was a little calmer. . . . . .

Adversity is more real. Parents want to raise their children in the depths of the ocean, but they don't want to stay. They are filial to their parents, and crows feed back. We run around all the year round because life is helpless. But, we are children. Think about what we have done. I asked myself, I think I should learn from this teacher's big brother. Filial piety is a matter of course, and opportunities are limited, which is worth pondering. . . . . . .