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The poorest mother

The poorest mother

By maricel suarezPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

Her stooped body swam like a snake from one street to another, her dirty hands kept touching the front of the house and the window of the other, and then there would be a dirty message: Fool, go away.

Listen to the old man said, she used to be very happy, until one day, after her husband gambled in order to pay off the debt after selling the only child, she will be mad to lose reason, she usually only laugh, silent, occasionally say a word or two, is that sentence I do not know how many times the mother said the words, children.

Every time I take the child to the street, she will always come to hold my child's hand, the mouth keeps saying the child's words to the child, perhaps in her opinion, I am the only good-natured person on the street, so I became the target of her chase, I every time on the excuse of poor to explain to the child, in order to hope that she does not leave a bad impression in the child's heart.

I understand her distress, when the poor little life from her arms free, her heart has been cut in two, half in the chest, the other half for the wandering helpless child.

That afternoon, some people said that a child was thrown in the garbage in the street, crying, many people came forward to watch, but no one gave a helping hand, the sky is going to rain, we are worried about the future of the child, she suddenly appeared, the mouth shouted the child, and then holding the child disappeared.

Such a story had to be a regret to become the end of the story, but since then, she actually disappeared, for a long time did not find her figure.

One day, three months later, people suddenly found her in the street, she had arranged her hair, holding the child in her arms, much more respectable than before, but still had that smile on her face, so that people recall her past.

Surprisingly, the child actually survived healthily and smiled sweetly, but she was still the poorest mother on the whole street, because she could not do any work, find some rotten vegetable leaves all day to feed her hunger, people pity her, always send her leftovers, and she always saved the best part for the child.

The girl grew as tall as a spade, her spirit was much healthier than before, and sometimes she was able to get a word or two with people. The girl was very smart, constantly guiding and correcting her words, and her face was full of happy smiles.

Perhaps in her opinion, she went from nothing overnight to become the richest mother in the world.

Unfortunately, the girl's biological parents came to the door, originally, more than a decade ago, the girl is their illegitimate son, they finally came together a few years ago, they miss their daughter most, the little girl desperately took her hand, is not with the birth parents go, her eyes are full of hate eyes, the body kept shaking, Both hands pushing the little girl's body, as if reluctant to leave her, and can not deprive the biological parents of the child's miss.

The little girl followed her parents and left her, and at that moment, I suddenly found that she was extremely old.

The little girl in the summer of 18 years old, and returned to the town, at that time, she has been living in the town of old people's homes, people were surprised to find that the original legs of her paralyzed suddenly stood up, her old tears took the girl's hand, sobbing.

The girl told her that she did not go, she came back for her retirement, I saw her holding her hand, two long back in the sunset.

Who said that the mother who lost her child is the poorest mother in the world, but she won the return of love with a poor heart.

The girl may be deeply aware that the poor and humble hands he had pushed away, once he held her in his arms, would forever be happy and rich registered.

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