Translated…
As I arrived home, my mother told me, that my father had a lot of feelings lately, and stated, that the eldest and second born are the best kids. I’m the third child, not getting the acknowledgements, I’d not felt one bit jealous, because my eldest and second sisters, were truly, very kind to my parents.
Born into a household that’s focused on the males, my eldest brother was high up into the skies, and all us girls, are nothing more than sorrowful decorations, as my youngest sister was born, she was almost given away to someone else as a child bride; my parents put all their minds onto the only son in the family—my eldest brother, and the four of us, sisters, can only look for warmth in each other’s company, and that, was how we grew up.
A lot of people had analyzed, that ladies born in the sixties all respected the traditions, complying, and fulfilled the filial piety responsibilities. This is not at all false, because this fitted, perfectly, to my two older sisters’ life. Let me tell you about my eldest sister first, after she got out of middle school, she’d started working as an operator at a factory, and gave ALL her earnings to my mother as household expenses, and after she got off work, she’d gone to school, and as she’d returned home from school, she’d not gotten any rest time either, and, no matter how hard she’d worked, my eldest sister could never get my parents to love her, and, any time when there are good foods in the house, my eldest sister never got any; but, when it came to the hard labors, she’s the first that my parents turned to. But, my eldest sister who’d never gotten ANY love from my parents was, the kindest to them, not only had she never raised her voice to my parents, she’d shown her concerns and cares toward them often, and given my parents a ton of allowances, and whenever she’d found the free time, she’d taken them out on tour. She’s not well-to-do to say the least, but, she’d given our parents the most, and now our parents had gotten older, they’d started saying, how in this life, they’d owed her the most.
My second eldest sister was my parents’ favorite daughter, but she has a bad temper, so, she’d retired early. She’d told us, that she’s, dipping into her saved up money, but, without work meant without money, she’d still bought the high end things, vitamins, fruits, for my parents, and she’d gone to the marketplaces, to get the thrown away foods at the end of the work day. She’d taken care of our parents quite well indeed, and on the days of the typhoons, she’d made it back home herself, look over my parents’ home, to make sure everything’s set up, prepared the foods for them, told my parents, again, and again, to NOT head outdoors; and, as my parents had any sort of physical ailments, in the shortest time, she’d, taken them to the hospitals, and, she’d searched for information on how to care for them too.
The women born in the sixties, in their homes, are mostly called, “wasted lives”, but, how many know, that after the parents aged, the ones who’d come back, to help take care of the elderly parents, who’d looked after the elderly parents, are what the people called, “wasted lives”?
So, this, is still very traditional Chinese, the parents are sexists, they’d only treated their son well, and not their daughters, and now, as they aged, it’s their daughters who are paying back to them, and that’s just, unfair, but the ladies in these older generations took it as normal for some unknown reasons!