Chapter 475: Fate's Choice

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I told my mother: They all say that you have to give up, you have to give to you, you have to give up, you have to give up a little, you have to give up a lot, you don't have to give up. If you want to give up your illness and get healthy, you don't just give money to those kneeling beggars, but every day you have to give smiles and blessings to the hard-working people who walk upright around you, and harvest many happy smiles, so that physical and mental pleasure is the premise of getting healthy.

No matter what others think, my personality will not change, and no matter how ugly others scold, I will watch it as a play. Even if I cry, I have to cry in the mirror, hoping to cry better.

I don't go to small places to live, including provincial cities, and I have to deliberately welcome and send them every day, and if I can't greet them, I may offend people. In the capital, as long as you nod and smile for a few seconds, even if you are respected, there will be no leader who will give you small shoes because you are not polite, and no neighbors will say that you are arrogant and rude.

Originally, I was afraid that the doctor would not dare to operate when he saw the redness and swelling of the tumor on the head and neck, so I quickly took it to the Chinese medicine and took the medicine first, because I boiled the medicine myself in strict accordance with the boiling procedure.

If my mother doesn't have surgery this time and doesn't change her lifestyle habits when she goes back, the lipoma will worsen, and when she really hurts terribly, she can't eat or walk, and she regrets missing the opportunity for surgery and treatment personally led by the top experts and department directors in the country, and it will be too late. But for 69-year-olds, the risks of surgery are inevitable. I don't really know what to do.

At the beginning, my parents-in-law left the three-bedroom apartment for them in Beijing to go back to their hometown to exert their residual heat and said that they would never come again, the house was unoccupied, the window glass was gone, and they didn't know that there was a lot of soil in the house, and my husband sold it. As a result, my father-in-law fell to the ground tired, suffered a cerebral thrombosis, and he didn't spend much money when he was guilty. After housing prices doubled several times, he was so distressed that he said that he didn't have the good fortune to get rich. He also said that the money from the sale of the house should be given to them, because the house was given to them verbally.

At the beginning of the year, my parents-in-law asked for the pension money to repair the house in their hometown, and at the end of the year, will my parents say that it is better to have money for surgery than to take it to eat and have fun? I really don't understand the thoughts of the elderly, and in the end they will play like children, blame you for not helping them with ideas, right?

For me, this is also a big problem in life. I hope that I will no longer need stitches or surgery for the rest of my life.

A neighbor woman often lamented that her mother's tumor was the same place as my mother's, and she had surgery when she was very young, and as a result, she was old and itchy, and she died more than a year later. If you don't have surgery, you can help her take care of the child!

Mother dreamed again that dead people came to pull her to a place, but there was no road, and a field of holly stood in the way.

The strange thing is that the dead person she talked about this time was the father of her brother.

I rarely remember dreams, so I write them down every time. I hope that there are gods who can guide the maze with dreams.