After my mother was buried, all six of my younger sisters left, leaving only my brother and I at home. I am the eldest sister in the family, and my younger brother is the youngest. My mother has always been the center of our family, and her loss is a huge blow to us.
At the mother's funeral, all the relatives and friends of the family came, and they saw off the mother and left various accounts. Some say it's my mother's fate, some say it's the family's misfortune, and some talk about the grievances between our brothers and sisters behind our backs. I saw the tears in my brother's eyes, which were reluctance to my mother and a sense of responsibility to the family. I knew he was a sensible child, and I decided to make some changes for his sake and for the sake of my family.
The younger brother lowered his head and did not speak. I continued: "Mother is gone, there are a lot of problems in the family, and we have to solve them together. You are the male of the family and there are many things that you need to take care of. And I will try my best to play the role of a big sister and take care of the big and small affairs of the family. ”
The younger brother looked up, his eyes glittering with gratitude and unease. He told me that after his mother died, he felt helpless and lost and didn't know how to face the rest of his life. I firmly told him that we can overcome all difficulties and get through them together.
Hearing this, the younger brother nodded and showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time. Together, we took care of the things left by our mother, and the chores of the family gradually proceeded in an orderly manner. My younger brother became the pillar of the family, and I tried my best to play the role of the eldest sister, caring for my younger brother and taking care of my family.
After experiencing the pains and struggles of our mother's departure, we finally found a new rhythm of life. Every day, I would sit down with my brother and talk about the big and small things in the family and share the little things in life. In the process, we rediscovered our emotional connection with each other, and at the same time, cherished each other more. All kinds of conflicts in the family have also been resolved in this kind of communication.
My brother smiled at me as he left the kitchen, and I knew that our family had finally become more harmonious by working together. Although my mother is no longer there, we can still face the future together, support each other, and move forward together.
However, the reunion of our family was not all smooth sailing. One night, as we were getting ready for dinner, there was a sudden argument.
I walked into the dining room with the stewed soup and saw my brother sitting with a strange girl. I stopped and looked at them in some surprise. When my brother saw me coming in, he immediately stood up and introduced to me: "Sister, this is my colleague Xiaoli, she came to the house as a guest today. ”
I was slightly unhappy in my heart, but I still smiled and greeted Xiaoli. However, when I put down the soup, Xiaoli suddenly said: "Oh, your family conditions are really good, the house is so big, it must be very comfortable to live in." ”
I felt a little uncomfortable because after my mother's death, the environment at home had become a bit deserted, and the financial expenses had increased a lot. Xiaoli's words made me feel a little displeased, and I tried to keep smiling, but my heart was already beginning to feel uneasy.
During dinner, Xiaoli showed great interest in everything in my house, and even began to inquire about the family's financial situation. I felt a little irritable, and my mother's departure made me pay more attention to the privacy and dignity of my family. I tried to give a vague answer to her question, but she kept asking questions. The younger brother also began to participate and said, "Eldest sister, Xiaoli is just curious, don't you mind." ”
I felt my emotions gradually spiral out of control, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time couldn't help but explode: "My brother and I have been trying to run the house and try to keep everything normal, but not for people to prying eyes!"
My brother looked stunned, he didn't expect me to be so angry with him and Xiaoli's words and actions. Xiaoli also lowered her head a little embarrassed, she may not understand the delicate relationship between families.
Dinner was unusually dull, and the atmosphere between my brother and I became a little stiff. Although I don't hate my brother's friends, I am uneasy about my interest and attitude towards Xiaoli. After all, there are so many secrets and privacy in the house, I don't know if this outsider will treat us sincerely.
This has been going on for some time, and my brother and I are trying our best to maintain family harmony. However, on an ordinary Sunday afternoon, a sudden conflict shattered the peace.
On that day, my brother and I were ready to cook a nice dinner for the family. I was preparing the ingredients when my brother suddenly walked into the kitchen and looked at me with a puzzled face. I asked him what was going on, and he hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Eldest sister, I told my brother-in-law about us cooking together, and he said that you don't need to worry about it, he will cook it himself." ”
When I heard this, my heart shook. My brother-in-law's brother-in-law has always been the most taboo topic in my heart. He and I had some arguments, and even though we weren't separated, they still caused unrest and conflict in the family. I took a deep breath and tried to control my emotions, "Brother, don't you know that he is an outsider, and we don't need him to interfere in our family's affairs." ”
"But eldest sister, he said that this is to share your pressure, and he will cook it himself. There was a hint of hesitation in his younger brother's tone.
"This isn't his home, and he's not qualified to point fingers here!" I felt a palpitation as I finished speaking, and I realized that I might be overly emotional.
My brother's expression was a little complicated, he looked at me, and then said, "Eldest sister, I know you're in a bad mood, but he also said this to help you solve some housework problems. ”
I silently lowered my head, feeling helplessness and frustration inside. I knew he was doing it to help me, but I couldn't restrain my inner turmoil. We have always been at odds with each other, and this incident made me feel as if I was on the edge of my family, drifting apart.
Looking at my brother's hesitant expression, I shook my head and said to him firmly, "Brother, my attitude towards him will not change easily. Our family affairs are only decided by the people in the family, and there is no need for outsiders to interfere. ”
My brother looked at me, and he knew the persistence and obsession contained in my words. However, I could also feel the helplessness and embarrassment in his eyes.
This conflict made me feel that the harmony in the family was not strong, and the inner uneasiness was constantly spreading. I don't really know what the future holds, but I can't give up my principles and I don't want to go against my family. All of this seems to be an unsolvable dilemma.
As my brother and I struggled to adjust the family atmosphere, an inevitable conflict suddenly came. This happened one day after dinner, when we were getting ready to clean the table.
I was about to wash the dishes when my brother suddenly pushed the door open in a rage, and I could tell that he was in a very bad mood. I asked what was going on, but he just stared at me and didn't say a word. I realized that he might need some time to calm down, so I didn't say anything more and just quietly began to clean up the table.
After a few minutes, the younger brother suddenly said loudly, "Sister, I've had enough! These days, you have been pointing fingers at me as if I can't do anything." I was very surprised to hear that, because I didn't really want to provoke him.
I tried to explain, but he interrupted me impatiently, saying that he didn't need my apology or explanation right now. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. We've never had such a loud fight, and it hurts me so much.
I looked at my brother and tried to find an appropriate way to resolve this contradiction. His face was full of confusion and dissatisfaction. I knew that this must be the long-standing conflict in the family finally bursting out. We need to be honest with each other and find a solution that is acceptable to all parties.
"Brother, I know we're both uncomfortable, but I wish we could sit down and have a good talk. Perhaps, there are some problems that have always existed and need to be seriously faced. I tried to express my desire in a calm tone.
He was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and nodded. We walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I know that this contradiction is not just because of today's events, but because of the misunderstanding and neglect between us.
The night we left the kitchen, we didn't immediately resolve the argument. However, I know that we need time to settle down our emotions and find solutions to our problems.
I've decided that tomorrow I'll have a good talk with my brother and find a solution that works for both of us. I am convinced that as long as we are willing to be honest with each other and solve problems through dialogue, all conflicts in the family can be resolved.
At home, the relationship between my brother and I improved after my mother's death, but the conflicts at home were not completely resolved. Once, we had an argument in the kitchen. At that time, my younger brother wanted to go out to work, but I was worried that he was still young and not adaptable, so I persuaded him to wait. We argued in the kitchen, and eventually, my brother rushed out of the house and said, "You're not my mother, why do you care so much!"
Looking at the back of my brother leaving, my heart was full of helplessness and guilt. Perhaps my desire to protect was too strong, and the concern I showed seemed to be restricting my brother's development. I began to reflect on myself, maybe I should respect my brother's choice more and give him more support and encouragement.
The departure of his younger brother made the family seem unusually deserted. In the dead of night, I often think back to my mother, her love and wisdom. I hope she can take care of her brother in the spirit of heaven, so that he can be safe and healthy. At the same time, I also understand that as the eldest sister, I have a great responsibility and should give my younger brother more freedom and trust.
As the days passed, my brother did not come home. As twilight approached, I decided to go out and find him. In the silent alley, I found my brother, who was sitting in the corner and sobbing, his eyes full of confusion and unease, as if he had lost his way. I stepped forward, sat down next to him slowly, and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The younger brother raised his head, his eyes were full of grievance and helplessness, and he muttered: "Sister, I don't know what to do, I feel so helpless and confused." ”
I hugged my brother in my arms and comforted me softly: "Brother, you are not alone, there is still me at home." We are a family, and no matter what happens, we will support each other and get through it together. ”
My brother looked up at me, the tears in his eyes gradually stopped, and he nodded. I know that families always need us to protect them. The family affection that blood is thicker than water makes us face all difficulties hand in hand. Because we will always be a family.
Unfortunately, our families have once again been tested like never before. A few weeks later, a letter punctured the peace between us. The letter contained the name and a string of numbers from a stranger who claimed to be a relative of our mother. My brother and I were shocked by this because my mother never mentioned this person during her lifetime.
We rummaged through my mother's belongings and asked other relatives as well, but we didn't find any clues about the man. This letter was a huge blow to my brother and me, and we began to wonder if my mother had ever hidden something important.
As we deepened our investigation, we found some inexplicable contradictions. Some relatives have told her mother that she has lived in a distant place, but she never mentions this experience. We started to get confused and frustrated because the episodes didn't fit my perception of a mother.
My brother and I also started to have conflicts. He thinks we should go looking for this stranger, who may be our relative, but I fear that this person is just trying to take advantage of our family's inheritance. We started to disagree, and our relationship was affected. I began to wonder if there were some secrets in my mother's life.
Now, the home is full of insecurity and contradictions. I wanted to be able to clarify all this, but I was worried that it would shatter the good memories that my mother left us. The relationship between my brother and I became more and more strained, and we were both immersed in the search for my mother's true identity.
We need to face all of this, and whatever the truth is, it will be a difficult challenge. As a result, our families may fall apart again, and the entanglement between family relationships will become more confusing. Missing our mothers and our responsibilities to our families are intertwined, making it difficult for us to make decisions lightly.
But we have to face it all. Mother's past may remain a mystery forever, but we may find new support and understanding in the midst of the contradictions. The truth of all this may be a new starting point for our family, and whatever it is, we will face it bravely.