Anyway, please don't be discouraged

When I went to interview this man, it was a rainy day. From this small western town to a remote mountainous area under it, the road was all green, everything was alive again, and the rain was also in sections, one section of the road crackled the window glass, and the other section was drizzling, too small to hear.

　　I sat in the car, imagining this person, expecting and fearing to hear her story. Sometimes, strong is not a good word, it means too much suffering must be hard. Life is a box full of colorful chocolates, how can someone open it and get always the bitter pure dark chocolate, although it helps sober up, but can not taste back, in addition to bitter or bitter?

　　Two hours over the ditch and around the road, we finally saw her. The teacher standing in front of me, wearing a purple gold velvet sports jacket, black material pants, and black sandals with sky blue socks. Short hair, a pair of large eyes cloudy and dark, with a faint smile on his face, greeting people in a very soft voice, only when introducing her husband, a little louder.

　　The man, long thin face with slightly drooping eyes, the two lines at the ends of the nose are particularly clear and profound, looks much older than her, at least in this comparison, her face can hardly see any wrinkles.

　　They sat side by side on the couch in the principal's office as she told her story.

　　"We are a reconstituted family, my husband is thirteen years older than me, and we have raised five children together. Last year the youngest son also got married. Although I am not rich materially, I feel very happy in my heart." As she spoke, she turned her head from time to time to look at her husband beside her.

　　One has to look deeper into what they have been through before the reorganization. Can a reorganized family be happy? After seeing the usual reorganization, most of the time, they are usually each other's companions, but when something happens, they go back to their own homes, find their mothers, and beat their children.

　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. However, an accident has spoiled a peaceful life.

　　That year, her husband went to Guangzhou with a truckload of apples because they could fetch a good price there, but after the accident, he never came back. At that time, her eldest daughter was in her first year of high school, her second daughter had just started junior high school, and her youngest son was still in elementary school.

　　Fate played this joke on her and almost crushed the woman. At that time, she was in tears all night long, but she had to pretend to be fine, comforting her children, taking care of the elderly, teaching and farming, and carrying the burden of life by herself.

　　She doesn't know how she got through those years, but maybe it was just numbness day by day. During this period, she was always advised to find someone to live with. With her salary and the meager income from the orchard (she was too busy with classes and had little time to look after the orchard), how could she support such a large family? She was afraid that the new man would not be good for her children, and that she would miss their studies. For many ordinary people, going to school is the last straw, if you catch it, at least you do not have to continue to grind in the land.

　　So for three years, the oldest daughter went to college, the youngest daughter went to high school, and the son went to junior high school. She was introduced to him.

　　At first, she was reluctant to meet him but heard that he was in the same situation as his own, his lover was sick and died, and his children were working abroad, so he and his 80-year-old mother were the only ones at home, so she was moved. In addition, this person is also a teacher, she guessed, that the teacher should not have how bad it is. Although it seems overly absurd to speculate on a character by profession, at that time, what better reason could she find?

　　"It's just too hard, I don't think I can hold it together by myself." Her tears fell like broken beads, pounding down.

　　In this way, with the help of relatives and friends, the two of them came together on September 18, 2005. She was worried that the child could not accept the strange man as a father, so the night before, with the young son to talk, and explained the matter again.

　　What touched the husband was that he went to her dormitory for the first time that afternoon, and when the youngest son pushed in and saw him, he called him "Dad", with a loud voice and a big smile.

　　"The child called out to his father, I immediately burst into tears, I want to go up and hug him." His husband's eyes were also red. Sitting across from him, I almost shed a tear for the boy who knew at such a young age that his mother's hardships were not easy.

　　They visited their parents and went to Xi'an to meet their sons and daughters, and with a simple meal, the two families became one.

　　The soft sound of a wall clock ringing and ticking echoed in the silent space. Fourteen years of sweet and bitter days together, in the two of them, in a small way, the warmth extended.

　　Her mother-in-law was unable to walk in the late stages of cerebral infarction, so he went around to seek medical advice, ran around to buy medicine, and took the elderly to the town and county for physical therapy.

　　On this side, his 87-year-old mother was critically ill, and she rushed home every day after class to cook for the old man in a different way. The old man chanted that he wanted to eat yellow apricots, so she hurried out and bought two apricots for 10 yuan. This was a great luxury for her.

　　His eldest son had a child, she made a month in advance, diapers, bedding, and small clothes, and wrapped a whole large plastic bag sent to Xi'an, to wait for her daughter-in-law in the month, she also took a month off to take care of, do not like the Internet, she looked up new dishes online every day, single fear of her daughter-in-law can not keep up with the nutrition, from morning to night washing without complaining. That month, they are not biological, but more than biological mother and son are getting along well, harmonious.

　　Her second daughter in high school had eczema, and skin ulcers, he was distressed to see and heard that the Jiaotong University Hospital dermatology treatment is good, he took the child to go back and forth a dozen times, from just after the New Year to see the wheat harvest, before treatment.

　　It is these little things that bring two people and two families together.

　　Last year, her youngest son choked up a few times at the wedding: "Thank you, Dad, for coming into our home and giving us so much love when we were at our most difficult time, mother and son. Mom and Dad, don't worry, my son will honor you when he grows up."

　　As they said this, they were in tears.

　　We listened with infinite sighs. What to say? Love? Or affection? I'd rather say it's the heart. I used to think that this thing is too vain, but if there is no sincerity, nothing will happen so well. She said that most of the unhappiness of reorganized families is because the calculations are too clear, but they are not, mine and yours are ours.

　　Later, she whispered to me that in 2013 he was sick again, checked out during a medical checkup, fortunately, found early, had an operation, and is now recovering. She said she felt like she was in a hole in the ice during those days, but she was able to escape because her children worked together with so many hands to pull her back and contacted doctors for him to see them. It was a close call, she breathed out, life's trials are everywhere, but you can't be discouraged.

　　The early summer rain cleared up after a while, and the sky looked like a dyed blue canvas. They followed each other out of the principal's office, and she looked up again and smiled: "Life is a rainbow after a storm, and a reorganized family is just as happy."