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The elderly lady was very unhappy living in the nursing home. She insisted on going back home. Unfortunately, on the way home, she was hit by a car. Her three sons were relentless and demanded compensation from the nursing home. In the end, they won a lawsuit and received 250,000 in compensation. With this money, the three sons hired a caregiver for the elderly lady. The caregiver's monthly salary was 3,500, plus an additional 500 for living expenses.
I lived alone with Granny Liu in her former work unit's public housing. It was an old three-bedroom apartment. The place was quite old, with poor sound insulation, mottled walls, and large gaps between the bricks. However, the location was excellent—quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, very close to the market, and just a short walk to the park.
I took great care of Granny Liu. I fed her, helped her bathe, changed her diapers, and made sure she got some sunlight. I did everything meticulously. I had a lot of freedom every day. After all, Granny Liu couldn't speak; she could only make a few "ah" sounds at most. She couldn't control me.
I did whatever I wanted each day. I could sleep as late as I wanted. If I felt like cooking, I would; if not, I would order takeout. If I wanted to watch TV, I would; if I wanted to listen to opera, I would do that too. I particularly enjoyed watching idol dramas and loved listening to Xiju (Chinese opera). Granny Liu and I each had our own day—today I watched a TV drama while she could only stare at the ceiling.
Tomorrow she will listen to an opera, and I will just have to stare at the ceiling. However, usually, I am the one watching TV dramas. This is because Granny Liu has no idea what time it is.
I wake up every day at 7 AM, wash her face, feed her breakfast, carry her to the wheelchair, and push her for a stroll in the park. After we return, I cook, eat by myself, and then clean the kitchen. After lunch, I take a nap. When I wake up, I either watch TV dramas or listen to operas.
Sometimes, when I'm in a good mood, I chat with Granny Liu. Other times, when I'm feeling down, I pretend she doesn't exist. I don't know what Granny Liu thinks in her heart. Does she think I'm lazy? Does she think I'm selfish?
Honestly, I don't want to be like this. In the first few months after I arrived, I really tried hard. I would get up on time and take her out for walks. I would cook on schedule, first blending the food before feeding it to her bite by bite. I would wash her body regularly, change her clothes, and replace the bed linens. I kept the house spotless and combed her hair neatly.
Her three sons came to see me and all said that I took good care of her. They were very satisfied. I thought Granny Liu should be satisfied too. But she never gives me a smile. She always looks deeply troubled and unhappy to see me.
She is unhappy eating the food I feed her.
She is unhappy listening to me talk.
She always stares at the door, hoping her son will come in.
She hates me.
I know.
I don't blame her.
But I can get tired too.
I can have emotions as well.
There are times when I don't want to see her.
During those times, I deceive her.
I tell her, "It's 7 AM now, let me take you out for a walk."
In fact, it's already 8 AM.
She will make a couple of sounds.
I take that as her agreement.
Sometimes, I tell her, "It's 7 AM now, let me feed you some food."
In reality, it's already 9 AM or 10 AM.
She will still make a couple of sounds.
I take that as her agreement.
Sometimes, I deliberately mix vegetables into her favorite meat.
She refuses to eat it.
I intentionally don't give her any vegetables.
When she is constipated, I give her a Glycerin Enema.
Seeing her in pain makes me happy.
Sometimes, when I'm bored, I pinch her face and watch her head wobble back and forth like a weeble; it makes me happy too.
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