When I started high school, I went home less frequently and hardly saw my parents. I saw my father was very busy every time I went home. At first I thought my father was busy with work. I grew more curious each time, when I saw my father he was always in a rush to go out.
Last time I was home, my father went out for a very long time, and he was exhausted when he came back. I walked close to him and found his hands were red. I thought something had happened to him, I was very worried and asked him what had happened and then he told me the whole story. After I went to high school, my father felt lonely when he was on holiday. He would go out for a walk when he got bored. On one occasion, he rode a motorcycle wandering around and suddenly found an unoccupied land where the residents had been relocated. The land was full of planted soya beans. He wondered who had been working on this piece of land.
As he walked closer, he found a temple. Nearer to the temple, he heard the sound of soya beans. Walking even closer, he found an elderly lady with white hair who was picking soya beans. My father was very interested and started to make enquiries. The old woman was surprised to see my father and talked with him while working. The woman was more than eighty years old. She was born into a rich family, but she became a nun after her mother run away from home.
She also adopted a girl. She found a little baby in her swaddling clothes when she was nearly 60 years old and took a pity on the baby girl so adopted her. She brought the baby back out of sympathy, but she had been very poor and didn’t know how to take care of the baby. She was aware of her own poverty but didn’t abandon the baby. She insisted to keep the baby girl. "At that time I did not give it much thought. I just thought I might be able to feed her if only I worked harder." She did what she said. Two people, one was still in her infancy, the other was an old lady near her sixties, lived on a small piece of land for many years. Years later, when the girl went to school, the old woman would pedal on the tricycle to send her to school every day. The old woman often got very tired, but she never regretted it because she loved the girl. The old woman worked harder in order to earn more money to help the girl finish school.
The girl is now in junior high school. "Now I really treat the girl as my own daughter, I want her to go to school and have a better life." My father was touched and wanted to do something to help them. Though my father got very tired after work, he went to help them when he was free. My eyes were full of tears after having listened to the story. The old woman insisted on adopting the girl for love, no matter how hard her life was. My father helped them for love, although he was very busy. I just want to take good care of my father when I grow up, and I also hope that the girl will take good care of the elderly lady in future. Pass on the love.