me and my mother

My mother was a high school student in the 1970s who was considered highly educated. In order to avoid family planning reasons, she gave up a lot when I came and gave birth to my brother and me in Zhongshan. She never complained, she always loved us because my brother and I lost everything.

Among the three children in the family, I am the most prone to illness, so I have always been sallow and thin, and I have been dealing with Chinese medicine since I was a child. In elementary school, she basically stewed a pigeon for me every week. I don't know, where did she hear an old saying that is crooked: pluck the pigeon's hair, so that the pigeons killed in this way will be more nutritious when stewed. But in the end, because it was too cruel, I gave up after doing it once.

When I graduated from primary school, I was faced with a choice between staying in Zhongshan or going back to Western Guangdong to live and study in junior high school. Because I have never returned to western Guangdong, I have a lot of longing. In the end, following the notice from Tanzhou Teacher Wu, I left because I always wanted to escape from the ghost place of Tanzhou when I was a child. Think, a little sentimental, now there is a place to go back.

The houses in Tanzhou are all two-story by the river. When I was a child, as long as the typhoon passed, the water would definitely flood up.

After returning to Western Guangdong to study, we can only go back to our parents during the winter and summer vacations. Every time when the school starts, we have to get up in the early morning to catch the bus, and it takes 8 hours to get there by bus. Departing from Tanzhou's home around 4 in the morning, she took me and warned me all the way to the place where I was waiting for the bus. At 5 o'clock in the morning, the sky was still bright, and the earliest bus came, and I started running all the way, feeling a little excited and a little reluctant to give up. Mother has been standing upright in the original place and watched the car drive away. The car was getting farther and farther, and the road ahead was getting brighter and brighter, but my eyes were slowly filled with tears. I once regretted that I didn't choose to stay with her.

When I was in junior high school, for some unknown reason, I complained about my mother's preference for sons over daughters. Her expression froze immediately, and she walked out of the room blankly. Later, my father told me that she cried very sad that night, because when I was away, she always tried every means to ask people for various remedies, waiting for me to come back to take care of my body, and some things she thought were good were still hidden in the rice jar Below, for fear of losing or being eaten by mice. I think she was really wronged.

After graduating from high school, she went to study in Guangzhou. In order to contact us, she also learned to use QQ, but the first sentence she often sent was eating? There is no text.

In the end, I chose to come to Xiamen again, and my mother was very sad. She also quarreled with me because of this, and I ignored her for several days. After the father interceded and the eldest brother did ideological work, the mother silently accepted it. The day before I left, she asked me; how much does it cost to go back to Guangzhou from Xiamen? I said; 239 bucks. She finally gave me another 250 and said that if I really can't make it through, you can buy a ticket back for the money... I burst into tears when I heard it.

Every time I go home after that, my mother will estimate the time and look eagerly in the direction of the oncoming car at the entrance of the village. I asked her: are you waiting for me? She said no, she was just working there...

After another two years, for some reasons, my mother's spirit was not very good. After reflection, I blamed the three brothers and sisters for not accompanying him, because at that time my brother was in Zhejiang, I was in Xiamen, and my brother was in Guangzhou, and she might have missed us too much. Since then, my mother has stopped contacting me very much. Even if there is anything to say, she always asks me through my father. Once, I went back and slept with her. But soon I got up. She found out and asked me what happened? I just said that I had insomnia, but I actually disliked her snoring. When I went back this year, I ran over to sleep with her. She had fallen asleep. Knowing that I was here, she kept asking me if I would be bitten by mosquitoes and if I would fall off. In her eyes, I was still a child who would roll over and get out of bed. ...

If I can choose again, I will definitely not go far in junior high school, and I will not leave the province later. Now that my parents have moved to live in the city, every time I go back to Tanzhou, I always have that familiar smell. I can't tell what it is.

me and my mother

My mother was a high school student in the 1970s and was highly educated. In order to avoid family planning, he gave up a lot when I arrived, and went to Zhongshan to give birth to me and me. He has never complained all the time, and he has always loved me very much for all that I have lost with my little brother.

Among the three paths of my life, I am the easiest to rely on. I have always had a yellow face and thin skin, and I have been dealing with traditional Chinese medicine since my childhood. In elementary school, he basically boiled a pigeon to feed me a week. I don't know that he has heard a few different sayings from the sidelines: the pigeon's hair will be more nourishing if the pigeon's hair is slaughtered. But in the end, because it was too cruel, he gave up after trying it once.

After graduating from primary school, I was faced with the choice to stay in Zhongshan Zhongshan and go to Western Guangdong to live in a junior high school. Because I have never been to western Guangdong, so I yearn for it. In the end, with the notice from Mr. Wu, who lives in Tanzhou, I left Zhong Department, and I have always wanted to escape from Tanzhou. And under the family recollection, there is some sentimentality, and it becomes a place that I can't go to.

After turning to Western Guangdong, we can only turn to our parents during the winter and summer vacations. Every time the school starts, we have to get up in the early morning to catch the bus, and it takes 8 minutes for the bus to arrive first. Starting from the house at about 4 in the morning, he stopped me and searched all the way, reading ngam4 cam4, until the place where I was waiting for the bus. At 5:00, the sky is full of light, and the first bus is coming. I have to run all the way again, and my heart is full of excitement and reluctance. My mother kept watching the car drive away. The car was getting farther and farther, and the front of the road was getting brighter and brighter, but his eyes were full of tears. At one point I regretted that I didn't choose to stay with him.

In junior high school, I don't know why, but my mother prioritizes sons over daughters. Qu Cheng stayed for a while, then walked out after a while. At the end, my father said that he was so sad when he shouted in the evening. I don't want to spend my days around him. The money was buried under the rice jar. Frightened to death without seeing it, or to serve as a mouse to steal food. I said about him, I thought he was really aggrieved.

After graduating from high school, he went to study in Guangzhou. He contacted me for convenience and learned how to use QQ, but the first sentence that Chengri sent was: Have you eaten yet? Then there is no following.

In the end, I chose to go to Xiamen again, and my mother seemed to be falling from the sky. He quarreled with me. I ignored him for days. After the father interceded and the boss did ideological work, the mother slowly accepted it first. The day before I left, he asked me; how much does it cost to go back to Guangzhou from Xiamen? My words; 239 mosquitoes. In the end, he stuffed me with 250 mosquitoes. If it really doesn't work, you can buy a ticket and return it for that amount of money... I hear it and my eyes are wet.

Every time after that, my mother would estimate the time to wait for me at the entrance of the village. I asked him: Are you waiting for me? It doesn't matter what he said, it's all about being a wild man...

Two years later, due to a number of reasons, my mother's spirit was not very good. After thinking about it, I blamed my brothers and sisters for not staying with him. My little guy was in Zhejiang, my big guy was in Xiamen, and my big guy was in Guangzhou. Maybe he was too attached to us. After the battle, my mother stopped contacting me, and even if she had anything to say, she would ask me through my father. Once, I went back to the Zhong Department to be with Qu. After a while I got up. He actually found out, and asked me something? My words are insomnia, in fact, I hate her snoring. When I went back this year, I went to talk to Qu, I was snoring, and he heard me, he kept asking me if I would be bitten by mosquitoes, if I would fall off the bed, and it was a turnaround meeting for him to save me. The way of falling out of bed...

If I could choose again, I would definitely not go far in junior high school, and I would not leave the province at the end. Yijia’s parents have moved to the urban area. Every time I go to Tanzhou, I always have a familiar taste. I can’t tell what it is.