It's really pitiful to get older. Having many children but they are unfilial is even more pitiful. Grandma is almost 90, with 5 children. Two sons and three daughters. Now she is sick. Only my mom and my second aunt are taking care of her. Today I went to pick up Grandma, she got car sick, so I prepared a bag in advance. She still threw up in the car. I was careful, afraid my mom would scold her. My mom quietly wiped it clean with a tissue. I also said it was okay. The two sons usually calculate who supports the elderly. The daughters-in-law are like mother tigers. The daughters-in-law act like the elders, while the elders seem like the younger ones in front of them. The several sons-in-law are also tough. They all say the sons don’t care, so why should the daughters worry? The problem is that the two sons are unreliable, and if the daughters don’t care either, when the elderly die at home, no one will know. Grandma went to my uncle's house, and my uncle yells at Grandma like he yells at little kids. So usually during the New Year, I call my elders to pay New Year’s greetings. On my uncle's side, I haven't made a call in years. I’ve come to understand. If children are unfilial, it doesn’t matter how many there are! When parents grow old, they are just like a burden to them. ...