Do you also have a child in your family who \”makes people grow old\”?

Another new year is approaching. I don’t want to say that I am old, but I would rather say that I am one year older. A 30-year-old person still has a young and naive heart. No one will give me lucky money or buy me new clothes during the Chinese New Year. We have become a new generation of exporters of lucky money and a new generation of compradors. Before I got married, I used to say, \”Time makes you grow old.\” After getting married, we no longer say \”time makes us grow old\”, but instead say \”children make you grow old\”. Can you deny it? My daughter is almost as tall as me! When the child was young, I prayed silently in my heart that the child would grow up quickly. It will save me trouble when you grow up! As my child grows up day by day, I start to pray that my child will grow up slower! Because you won’t grow old with your mother. When you grow up, you will fly out of your mother’s arms. How long can you stay with me, my child? Sometimes I feel angry and laugh when I think of my children when they were young. We are a happy couple. When she was obedient, she was a loving mother and a filial son, and I hugged her. When disobedient, the chicken will fly and the dog will jump, whining and shouting. One second it\’s \”like glue and paint\”, the next second \”it\’s like dinging and peeling\”. Just like the phrase \”Love and hate are in a moment\” when the new imperial concubine was drunk. From the baby babbling and toddling around, to the child carrying a bear and pooping to the kindergarten, to the child carrying a schoolbag and going to elementary school in a serious manner. Everything seems to be right in front of you, everything seems to have never gone far, and human feet can never keep up with the second hand of time. The memory seems to be pulled back to ten years ago, when I was just pregnant. I am full of expectations for giving birth to a little life, and my heart is full of mystery. As time goes by, my belly gets bigger day by day. Caressing her big belly, imagining and looking forward to it, she must be a beautiful person. With waves of pain and after a series of examinations, I went to the delivery bed. The little person I gave birth to was so ugly, with a wrinkled face, a dark red face, and a white fur on the head. mud. This ugly person eats an astonishing amount of food, sleeps after eating, and cries at the top of her lungs after having a bowel movement or peeing, as if the whole world has bullied her. After a hard struggle with eating, drinking, and diarrhea, I finally got rid of the years of grabbing shit and peeing. When my daughter started learning to eat, she always had grains of rice on her head and face, her body and hands looked like a painting of flower soup and egg green, and the ground looked like feeding chickens. It takes me a long time to mop, wash and tidy up her meal. Although I was a little tired, I was also tired and happy during that time. My daughter started going to kindergarten. When she went to kindergarten for the first time, she didn’t cry or make a fuss. She happily got on the school bus to pick up the children. Without looking back, she seemed to have had enough trouble with my mother. Oops, are you so heartless? At least you turn around, wave your hands and say goodbye! She may be too lonely. Seeing children is like discovering the same kind of children, and she hates seeing them so late! Since my daughter went to school, I have been busy. I go to work from five to nine, and my mother-in-law takes care of my daughter at home. One day when I came home from get off work, I saw a table of steaming and delicious food. I washed my hands and prepared to eat, and the whole family sat down around it. When I was just about to sit down to eat, my daughter picked up the mazaar with her little hands and threw it aside. She said angrily: \”I just want to go out to play. Grandma made this meal. You can\’t eat it.\” I burst into tears at that time. fell down. Aren\’t you a kid bullying adults? The mother-in-law on the side quickly said to her daughter,Your mother goes out to work all day long, not to play. What you eat and drink comes from the money your mother works hard to earn for you. She works very hard. My daughter seemed to understand. She came over and tugged at the corner of my clothes and said, \”Good boy, stop crying, sit down and eat!\” She made me laugh so hard that I burst into tears. Later I learned that my mother-in-law told her daughter that she was feeling a little uncomfortable, but she still cooked a meal for her family. The little guy thought I was just going out to play and disrespected the old and the young, so he lost his temper at me. It seems that the kid still has a grateful heart. When my daughter was in elementary school, the teacher once called for a parent-teacher meeting. She said to me: \”Mom, dress nicer today and don\’t drag those slippers around.\” Hey, why did this little girl start to dislike my mother? well! Don\’t blame other people\’s children for being disgusted with you, blame yourself for not paying attention to your image and leaving a shadow on other people\’s children. Who doesn\’t want his mother to be beautiful and glamorous? Women, don’t blame yourself for being ugly, blame yourself for being lazy! One time, my father and I had a quarrel over a trivial matter. The daughter on the side was unwilling and said angrily, \”Stop arguing. If the big deal is serious, we\’ll leave. We\’ll keep nagging about trivial matters. Let dad find a good woman and you find a good man. Don\’t drag anyone down.\” Me and The baby\’s father looked at each other, \”Stop arguing!\” Be careful, my daughter wants us to divorce. No matter how big the problem is, it will make the chickens and dogs restless and affect the children\’s body and mind. We should sit down and have a good talk. We should all make our mouths smile, and what comes out of our mouths are beautiful words. This person who broke me into old age left me with a lot of laughter and a lot of snot and tears. She enriches my life and makes me feel the joy of motherhood. Slowly, I discovered that I grew up with children. Children make good use of their pure and kind hearts to guide me as to what kind of person I should be, respecting the old and loving the young, paying attention to my image, and loving my home. To: Those who urge me to grow old. Ouch, hurry up and meet the driver! Those who urge me to grow old are out of school and won’t talk to you anymore.