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On New Year's Eve, eighteen strangers got together for the Spring Festival in the Year of the Dog.
A table of dishes, a feast. There are common dishes such as chicken, fish, beef and mutton, and rare dishes such as king crab, abalone and salmon in ordinary families. In a word, this is the biggest New Year's Eve dinner I have ever seen.
The preparation of food is disgusting and time-consuming, but the process of eating is simple and rapid, and it will be eliminated in more than half an hour. The original case of Maotai and four cases of beer were of little use. I only think that in order to propose a toast to the leader when eating, I stood up and sat down, sat down and stood up five or six times. The photos and videos were taken with satisfaction, and they were sent to the designated group before the end, and the New Year's Eve was over. After that, everyone went their separate ways, and karaoke and playing cards were free.
At the moment of national celebration, I felt a little uncomfortable, like a sore throat, so I went back to the house alone. I wanted to video with my child first, see this cute little guy, listen to her songs and watch her dance, but I couldn't get through several times. The phone is on. It turns out that she just woke up and was noisy, that's all.
Lying quietly in bed, I dialed my mother's phone.
Before I could speak, my mother's voice came.
"XX, what are you doing now?" .
Mother can't read, the numbers are barely recognizable, and Chinese characters are absolutely unrecognizable. I tried to teach her to write her own name, and she studied hard, but now she can't write after all. Our children's numbers in her mobile phone are all coded: 0 1 is the eldest sister, 02 is the second sister, and 03 is me. So when she sees our number, she will recognize who we are like a cultured person.
"Nothing, just have a meal and have a rest", I controlled my emotions. At the moment, I think of my mother, and my heart is mixed.
"Did you eat well today? Are you full? Enlarge your heart, be happy today, eat well outside, and don't treat yourself badly. "
"Very good!" I answered in a low voice.
I reported the recipe to my mother, and she was always surprised at the expensive and strange dish. He has never eaten or seen it in his life.
After chatting for a few words, I can't help but want to hang up. What happened today? I don't know, tears keep flowing.
"That's it, remember to wear warm clothes and don't catch cold!" My mother seems to think that something is wrong with me, and she is thinking about ending it forcibly.
"hmm!" I just replied deeply, called in a hurry, forgot to say a blessing, and forgot to say hello to my mother.
All the calls with my mother can be summed up in four words: eat enough and wear warm clothes.
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For this family, my mother suffered a lot and suffered a lot.
My mother's bitterness and forbearance were gradually realized when I was growing up. Before college, I only knew how to study, and I seldom got involved in adult affairs, and I didn't hear much from my mother. When I was in college, whenever I went home for the New Year and sat together to talk, especially after quarreling with my father, my mother would always tell her suffering history with indignation. The louder I speak, the angrier I get. My sister and I will also advise my mother to keep her voice down. The past is over, so don't you have to face the future? Aren't they all here now? It's not a party. I don't know what it's like For a woman who has nowhere to tell her sufferings, can they be easily dispersed? When we were young, my mother was angry everywhere. When we grow up, mom says we are her backers. Who wants to bully her? She is absolutely right. Now my mom dares to fight loudly in front of my dad, and my dad won't hit my mom again. My mother said it was all our fault. I don't know where her logic is wrong. Everything we have is due to my mother.
In my childhood memory, my mother and father had a long quarrel. In that era when men were superior to women and domestic violence was rampant, my mother was often beaten.
One winter, mom and dad quarreled. Dad looked for his mother all over the yard, trying to hit her. Mom had nowhere to hide, so she quickly hid in the pigsty, and dad looked everywhere. Dad found his mother, brought a pot of cold water and poured it on her from the beginning. As we all know, the ice is biting, and the cold water soaked himself. I have such a vague memory, but when I grow up, I often listen to my mother's stories, and I still feel very angry.
For this family, my mother suffered and endured.
When I was a child, my mother and father made asbestos tiles for a living. There is that kind of fine cotton thread in asbestos tile, which pricks your hand. Once, piles of useless asbestos tiles were piled up in an abandoned pigsty in our old yard. I often went in to play, and the cotton thread plunged into the meat and often cried for a long time.
Once, mom and dad were making asbestos tiles. Mom didn't do well because of her weak strength. Dad couldn't help saying that it was a slap in the face to hold rubber gloves covered with cement particles and fine cotton silk. Cement particles and fine cotton silk instantly entered Niang's eyes, and needless to say, I could feel the pain. Such a thing, the mother is like a treasure. Every time mom tells the truth, I listen.
A mother should not only endure her father's violence from time to time, but also endure resentment from her family from time to time. Our family is a big family with seven brothers and sisters. In that era of fear and hunger, in that era of barbarism and civilization, we had to fight for survival. My mother struggled for the family and the life and property of our brother and sister alone, so she was envied by many people in her family. When others scold her, she can only knock out her teeth and swallow it in her stomach. No one can speak for her. I can never understand this helplessness. Niang's anger caused her to leave the root of liver stones early, and she is still suffering from this disease until today.
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This is difficult for a mother, so children should remember.
Being a mother all my life, how can I worry?
When I was young, I looked forward to getting married, and when I got married, I looked forward to my grandson. When they have no hope, their life is really over. When I was admitted to the university, my mother said that she finally had something on her mind. After graduating from college, my mother looked forward to her daughter-in-law every day. When I got married, I asked my mother, now you should not think about anything, right? Mom said, you give me a grandson quickly, and I will be fine. Of course I know, if there is a carefree day, be a crane.
Mother said that if you have a daughter-in-law, you will forget your mother. I know my mother is not jealous, but lonely, which is wrong. My mother has stayed in the rural world all her life and is not used to the high-rise buildings in the city. In order to look after my children, my mother has to live in the city. When I was in the city, my mother was wronged. Being with my daughter-in-law for a long time will inevitably lead to contradictions, including right and wrong. It is difficult to tell the difference. Because of my mother's personality and daughter-in-law's shortcomings, I won't show it for the time being. Mother was angry with her daughter-in-law, and went back to her mother's house to sulk all her life. When no one really talks, my mother will call my elder sister and second sister from time to time. The phone content is also simple and boring: boss, have you eaten? Second, when it is cold, use a washing machine instead of cold water. My daughter-in-law is doing very well. She once complained to me that my mother always called everything. There are some things that she doesn't think are necessary, that is, wasting telephone bills. I know clearly in my heart that I am like a mirror. How can a mother be such a wasteful person? How can her generation be a waste? My mother is really lonely, but my daughter-in-law doesn't understand. Can my son not understand? When my daughter-in-law and my mother are in conflict, I will always stand by my daughter-in-law's side, because I know that my mother will not be really angry with me, and my mother is my mother. Besides, children will always pass quickly, and their families are harmonious, which is a paradise in their mother's heart.
04
I made a fatal mistake last year and betrayed my family.
I am trapped again and again, whether others scold me or despise me. My mother never hurt me. She always encouraged me when I was at my lowest point. Even though I was sentenced to death by everyone, she was devoted to me. When others think this is the reason why she dotes on me since childhood, I really want to ask: which mother is not? I was wrong. It was my fault. Why should I involve my mother in this? Mom didn't spoil me. She taught me from an early age not to accept things from strangers. She taught me to be polite. She taught me to endure injustice. She taught me that elders are elders even if they make mistakes. They can't contradict each other face to face ... Mom's education is fine. The problem is that I didn't do well. At the moment, all the crimes are only to blame themselves, and have nothing to do with anyone else, including the kindest mother.
It is both a blessing and a curse, and it is an unavoidable curse. I don't want to dwell on the past anymore. Shouldn't everyone look forward? If the past can bring me some lessons, it will also be a rare asset in my later life. Some things can only be seen at the cost of blood, and some people can only cherish them by the lessons of blood. Qian Fan's final awakening is not easy for her mother to know. She considered everything, let it go and let the wind blow southeast and northwest. In the future, you will enjoy, in the future, you will suffer, you will bear, you will eat what you can, and you will enjoy the blessings you deserve.
I am Lang Huitou, a middle-aged prodigal son who doesn't want to look back, a head that can't look back, a hurdle that can't be crossed, a thousand years of floating clouds repeatedly, and the past is bitter. Tell your own story and make your life clear. I hope you will like it.