My mother doesn't speak Mandarin and can't read or write, and we are very worried that she will have to go out alone, worried that she will not be able to find a home if she gets lost. In the ten years she lived in Huizhou, her father accompanied her, acted as her guide, and took her to various parks. Every time I said that I wanted to accompany them, my father would always say, you are busy with you, my mother has me by your side, and you can rest assured that you will do your job well.
The year before last, my father died of a serious illness, and my mother lost her guide in the city. My mother was so sad and unwell that she felt that she would soon be gone with her father.
Our sisters and brothers looked at our mother, who was getting thinner, very anxious and distressed. We haven't gotten over the loss of our father, we can't afford to lose our mother again!
"Mom, you have to be good, I just lost my father, I can't live without my mother!" I hugged my mother and cried.
My mother held my hand tightly and said, "I won't let you go without a mother!" ”
I held my mother's hand tightly, and my heart was full of gratitude and bitterness.
I took my mother to the hospital for a medical check-up, but fortunately she was in good health. But my mother still felt that she couldn't do it, and she needed to be accompanied 24 hours a day. My sister is far away in Hunan, my brother and sister-in-law have to go to work, and my nephew has to go to school. In the end, we discussed and decided that when my brother and sister-in-law went to work, I would accompany her. If I'm going to work, let her come with me to the studio. The whole family mobilized, we took turns to accompany my mother, teach her to brush Tik Tok, moxibustion, pick up videos, walk with her, etc., so that after more than a year, my mother's health has improved greatly, and now she can not only do some housework, but also go to the nearby market to buy vegetables. Every time I was busy, she would follow my father's tone when he was alive and say, you are busy with yours, do your job well, I can do it myself.
During the Spring Festival this year, a large family took a group photo, but they didn't see their mother. I was about to look for her, but when I saw her come out of the room, change into her favorite clothes, come to us, and stretch out her hand to follow us for a while out "scissorhands"; One will be more "love", the other will give a thumbs up, all kinds of cute actions with her round face and smile, there is no sense of disobedience.
A few days ago, my brother and daughter-in-law were on vacation, and the spring was just right, so we decided to take our mother to the spring outing.
Starting from the south bank of the downtown river, through the downtown area, all the way to the north, to a village located in the Ruhu Lake, I saw a large field of moon flowers in front of me, like a carpet of flowers spread on the ground, thousands of flowers, blooming in the spring breeze.
When we got out of the car, my mother and I walked quickly to the flowers, holding hands, and excitedly said, "What a beautiful flower, let's go take pictures!" The younger brother and daughter-in-law followed, picked up their mobile phones and started filming.
In the flowers, a few butterflies are playing, from time to time there is a cry of small birds, we shuttle in the flowers at will, take pictures, the mother is very cooperative in the flowers with a variety of cute movements, like a professional model.
It's a funny scene! I think of Du Fu's poem: "Huang Siniang's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low." The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying. Looking at my mother's lovely figure in the flowers, I changed my words and smiled: "Aunt Li's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Lingering and dancing butterflies from time to time, the beautiful mother is smiling. ”
Suddenly, my mother stopped, looked at the moon season intently, and said, "This flower is beautiful, like the sugar sprout flower on the hillside behind my old house.
"Mom, this is the moon flower." The younger sister-in-law introduced.
"Oh, it's the moon flower! Will it turn out? Can you eat this leaf? Mother asked.
"You can't eat it, it's just for everyone." I explained.
"Oh, you can't eat it, you can only watch it." The mother reached out and stroked the petals, leaned over and sniffed, "It's so fragrant, it's beautiful." I held up my phone and rushed to take a picture of her.
Under the camera, I seemed to see the clumps of sugar buds on the hillside behind my old house. In my memory, every time before and after the valley rain, the sugar buds on the hillside behind the old house will pull out the buds as scheduled, and the new green illuminates the entire hillside and the old house. On the day of Gu Yu, my mother will take my sister and brother to the hillside to pick the young leaves of the sugar sprouts, and go home to make tea with mountain spring water. She will also take out the peanuts and soybeans she usually saves and fry them into the tea.
"Chagu rain tea, come to Chagu rain tea." When my mother made tea, she would greet us loudly (just a dialect in my hometown, meaning to eat).
Hearing my mother's call, my siblings would rush to him, and sometimes he would bring a few friends, chirping and laughing, and eating a big bowl of "let's da". The strong aroma of peanuts and soybeans permeated the house, but it could not cover the unique mellow aroma of sugar sprout leaves.
"Chada Valley Rain Tea, starve the buds of the virus." The mother looked at us children and was very happy, "If you eat more, you won't get sick." ”
We laughed and said yes, and ate more happily. The "clucking" sound of biting beans and our "hahaha" laughter play a wonderful spring song.
"It costs a lot of money to grow so many flowers, right? Those sugar sprouts on the hillside behind the old house are about to grow new leaves! Mother looked at the sea of flowers and muttered.
I think my mother must be homesick again!
When night fell, we came out of the flowers, ate in a round log house by the roadside, and strolled along the country road. The moon crept up into the sky over the treetops, and the moonlight was as quiet as water, like a mother's face. The stars are shining, and the sky is full of joy and liveliness.
"Uncle said that you can only see such a bright sky full of stars in my hometown, which is not right! Look, aren't the stars here as bright as they are at home? The younger brother and daughter-in-law sighed.
The mother looked up at the sky for a long time, did not speak, and after a long time, she said, "It's not early, I have to go home." ”
On the way home, I asked my mother, "Mom, are you homesick?" ”
The mother replied, "As the old saying goes, where there is a mother, there is a home." I will say that where there are children, there is a home. When you were little, where I was, there was your home. Now that I am old, where you are, there my home will be. ”
I was silent, remembering that not long ago, when my mother saw Xiao Xu, who was the same age as me in her hometown, in Douyin, she said with a sad face: "There is no job where there is a home, and there is no home where there is a job, I wish my parents are safe at home!" ”
After hearing this, my mother said to me, "Look, Xiao Xu is leaving her Ya Niang to work again." There's really no way! (Ya, the dialect of my hometown, refers to my father)
Presumably, my mother didn't want our siblings to go back and forth between the city where they worked and their hometown like Xiao Xu, so she tried to adapt to the life of the city and integrate into our lives.
I am glad that I have such a mother, as clear as this bright moon; As bright as this bright spring light; Like the sugar behind the old house, it is as sweet as a sprout. Where there is a mother, there is spring. took my mother to a spring outing, with a spring light.