I once read this passage in the signature of a good friend: "In the home of every promising young man, there is a serious and old-fashioned antique! Their name is father!" Haha, theirs My name is father...

Now that I am a father and a grandfather, I read this paragraph, and suddenly I thought of my old father. He passed away in the summer of 1994 and in 1905. He was just 90 years old when he bid farewell to this world. He was considered one of the very old people in our hometown. Although I am not considered "promising", I do have a serious and old-fashioned old father beside me... When I think back to my old father's teachings, help, kindness and rewards to me... I can't help but feel sad in my heart. There were ripples of emotion... At that time, because I had to think about my own future, when my father was in his seventies, I left my parents, two fashionable old men, and went to serve as a soldier thousands of kilometers away. . You can imagine how difficult the life of the old man was at that time... Later, I got married and started a business, and my parents were in their twilight years, but I was always busy with life and did not squeeze out more time to accompany them... Now besides going to my parents’ tombs every year during Qingming Festival to burn incense, hang paper, and bow, what else can I do? Old father, without your "seriousness and old-fashionedness", I would not have been able to go to high school at that time, and I would have probably caused big troubles in my "calf" years. Maybe I wouldn't be where I am today...

My old father! Let’s not talk about how my father, who was nearly 70 years old, insisted on sending me to high school despite family objections when the family was large and the economy was very poor. Let me talk about what is etched in my memory. The smallest thing is enough to encourage me to go to his grave every year to pay homage to him. Life on campus at that time was very difficult. One day, my family ordered some tile dimes because they were preparing to build a house. The person selling tile dimes picked up some tile dimes and came to my house early in the morning. According to etiquette, my family entertained the guests for breakfast, and specially cut bacon and steamed moldy tofu dregs. Around 10 o'clock in the morning, we were having a break between classes when we suddenly heard a voice calling my nickname. It turned out to be my father. He filled a small rice bowl with more than half of it, bacon, steamed moldy tofu dregs and walked 15 miles to give it to me. Delivered. The bell rang to prepare for class. I took the rice bowl brought by my father and ran all the way to the dormitory. When I came back, my father had already walked back out of the school gate. I looked at my father's slightly hunched back from a distance. There were tears in my eyes... because I knew that there were more than 10 people in the family eating, and there were only 6 nieces and nephews waiting to be fed. My parents had to give me half a bowl of bacon, steamed moldy tofu dregs. , that is not easy...my great father! Perhaps it is the influence of my old father. After I became a father, whenever my children were going to school, I would try my best to send them to school. From the time they first entered the "library gate" (my children went to preschool, I did this in the first grade of elementary school, middle school and college. In my mind, it’s not that I don’t want my children to learn the concept of “independent living” as early as possible, but that I try my best to give them some inheritance of family ties and “help them get on the horse and give them a ride” on their growth path!

This year I have three days off during the Dragon Boat Festival. On the first day, I accompanied my wife to Jiangkou to visit my 80-year-old mother-in-law. On the second day, I went with my family to the county town to visit the mother of my child’s girlfriend. Today I went to a relative’s house in Jiangkou to see him off. I still have to pay back the money I borrowed to build a house last year. It can be said that I am busy with the responsibility level of "old father"... I came to the work in the afternoon to prepare my luggage for Nanchang tomorrow. By the way, I wrote these words. What I want to say is: No matter you Whether your old father is serious and old-fashioned or something else, as long as he is alive, he is your lucky star.