My father abandoned his wife and children when he was young. Now he wants to transfer two big houses and many properties to me on the condition that I return to acknowledge my ancestors.

During those 40 years, I don't know if he knew he had a son or not, but now, when he is near death, he wants me to come back and claim my son.

After giving birth, my wife had some psychological problems. Every time she started to lose control of her emotions, I would try to hold her hand tightly to calm her down.

My wife's psychological problem gradually improved but it could not be completely cured. Even now, when our eldest son is 10 years old, when faced with too much pressure, she shows signs of relapse.

Since my son was little, I have always told him that if his mother acts strangely, he must understand that she is sick, and that we should try to help her get better together. So now he is quite understanding, he also knows how to control his mother's mental state, knows how to help her calm down.

Even though he had to witness many unhappy moments, the boy never hated his mother. He sympathized and understood that his mother needed help and that he could help her.

Every time I see my son diligently changing his sister's clothes while his father comforts his mother, I remember my own story from the past.

I was born and raised in a single parent family, growing up with only my mother, an incredibly strong woman.

Sometimes I think if my mother did not have nerves of steel like that but was a fragile woman like my wife, I don't know what would have happened during those difficult years.

I don't know who my father is, my mother didn't say. Growing up without a father is not really that difficult, something that has never been in your hands will not cause feelings of longing or regret. My mother is not the gentle type of woman, she is ready to beat her children if necessary, but she devoted her entire life to raising me without a word of complaint, not once mentioning the past or mentioning the man who left her and her young child.

My mother does not blame life, she is always satisfied and strong-willed, but she is still human, sometimes pressure from many sides also makes her yell at her children. She is also not a psychological mother, so at my age, there were many times when my mother and I did not get along well.

Those hard but happy days were the foundation for me to grow up. My mother often scolded, yelled, and even beat me with a broom because I was lazy, skipped school, and was too busy playing... But when I entered 5th grade, I began to understand and sympathize with the hardships my mother had to endure, so every time she got angry, I just laughed and teased her to help her forget her frustrations and difficulties.

My childhood was also filled with moments of anxiety, when every time I went somewhere there were curious eyes, questions like "Where is your dad?", "Who is your dad?".

Innocent children sometimes ask mean questions. Those friends sometimes feel guilty towards me now, but at that time they felt happy and elated.

I myself have often wondered about the mysterious father, a person I have never met, not knowing who he is, where he lives and what his life is like.

Then, I grew up, got married and had a new life. When I no longer wondered whether I had a father or not, who my father was, what kind of person my father was, suddenly and without warning, he came to find me.

During those 40 years, I don't know if he knew he had a son or not, but now, when he is near death, he wants me to come back and claim my son.

He said that all his assets including money and 2 houses would be left to me with only one wish that I would acknowledge my father, acknowledge my ancestors, and from now on burn incense for my ancestors.

My mother has no opinion about this, she doesn't object, she doesn't support, it all depends on my decision. She just thinks I deserve those things.

If you ask me if I want what my father left me, I would say yes. I am not that great now and I also want to give my wife and children a more comfortable and prosperous life. I also want to be able to take my mother here and there before she can no longer travel. But to tell me to forget all the grievances of those years, to be honest, is much harder than I thought.

To be exact, my psychological struggle is not choosing between my mother and father, but choosing whether to forgive the man who gave birth to me or not...

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