What is a father's favor?

He never believed in fortune-telling and prophecy, but he came to the monk called "the elder in the mirror". Although the old monk has a lame leg, he is a famous figure in his hometown and county.

He sighed heavily and told his misfortune: almost since he was sensible, no one cared about him, loved him and helped him. When he grew up, he failed in the college entrance examination, was laid off by competition, and his wife divorced ... For him, the world was as cold as icehouse. He is cynical, pessimistic and sees through the world of mortals.

The old monk listened quietly, his slightly narrowed eyes full of mystery. When he finished, he eagerly waited for the old monk to guide him. The old monk stroked his beard slowly and asked, "Is there really no one in this world who cares about you and loves you?"

"No." He shook his head firmly.

The old monk seemed disappointed, and there was a layer of sadness in his eyes. For a long time, I raised my finger and asked three questions. The first question: "From childhood to 18-year-old high school graduation, is there really no one to take care of you and bear your living expenses and tuition and fees?"

Zheng reminded him of his father pedaling a tricycle. After six years of primary school, my father took good care of me regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow. His mother died early, and his father was both a father and a mother, washing and cooking for him and bringing him up. My father hasn't added new clothes for ten years. In the cold winter, his feet are red and swollen with cold, and he is still pedaling to earn tuition. The father said, "No matter how hard it is, you can't delay your child's study ..."

The second question: "People who eat whole grains will inevitably have diseases and disasters. When you were sick, didn't anyone sit by your bed? "

He blushed and still thought of his father. In the second year of high school that year, he got acute nephritis and lay in the hospital for a month, with his father guarding him day and night. In order to make up the hospitalization expenses, the old man secretly sold blood. When the doctor suspected that he had renal failure, the father begged the doctor to say, "As long as I can cure my son, I am willing to donate my kidney ..."

The third question: "When you are out of the list, laid off, and encounter setbacks and hardships caused by marital changes, is there really no one to tide you over?"

He lowered his head and said nothing, but he still remembered his father. When he failed, he lay at home for three days, and his father sat beside him for three days, comforting him with a kind word and sending him good tea and food. When he was laid off, his father took out the 2000 yuan he had saved and helped him rent a newsstand. ...

He looked up and said to the old monk hesitantly, "But … he, he is my father!" " "

The old monk asked, "can't a father's kindness be counted as a favor?"

The question struck his heart like a heavy hammer. Yes, he really never took his father's love seriously. In his view, it seems natural for a father to be kind to his son. He remembers quarreling with his father when he was in the first grade and running away angrily. That day, he wandered around the upper reaches of the street for a day. He was so hungry that he saw stars. He asked the uncle who sold steamed stuffed buns in the neighborhood for a steamed stuffed bun. He said with tears, "I will never forget your kindness in my life …" Isn't my father as kind as a bun?

The old monk said, "Children, learn to be grateful!" How can a person who doesn't even remember his father's kindness remember the rain and dew from heaven and the grain from the earth? How can you remember the umbrella that your friend moved to your head and the smile that passers-by gave you? Bird song for you, the breeze caresses you ... "

He blushed, bowed to the old monk in shame and left.