Chapter 25 2004/12/21

So I remembered one of the most influential things in my life. Every time I think of that series of images, I will almost collapse, but sometimes when I describe it to others, most of them get "Huh? Can this be very moving?" reaction. Yeah, there are some visceral emotions that are hard to convey, even for a novelist who's good at word magic. It was about a holiday afternoon in the sixth grade in our country. Dad was away and mother didn't want to cook. The three brothers didn't know what to eat, and the three brothers surrounded their mother thinking hard. I forgot who said it: "Mom, let's go eat steak, shall we?"

Unexpectedly, Mom took a thousand yuan bill from the drawer and gave it to my brother, asking him to take us to a steakhouse for lunch. I will always remember my mother's expression at that time. There was a little guilt on my mother's face, like "I'm sorry, I don't often let you eat good food". But I was still very happy, and went to a western restaurant with my brother and brother to eat a delicious steak that was unimaginable at the time. This is a rare opportunity, we laid out the paper towels seriously, sat upright and thought about how cooked it should be, and then followed the teaching in the Hansheng Encyclopedia, holding the fork in the left hand and the knife in the right hand, what to eat first and then what to eat, every step is mutual Corrected to the point of quarreling.

This steak has been eaten for a long time. When we came home, I forgot that my mother hadn't eaten lunch yet and was waiting for us to come back. "Just buy me some dry noodles." Mom told Brother to continue with her work. At that moment, I wanted to dig a hole. I really want to cry. When I was in my sophomore year, I felt homesick for a while, and I wrote about my mother on the bbs class board. When I wrote this memory, I cried so much that even my roommate couldn’t stand it.Unrequited love is so heavy. What did mother teach our brothers to make us three boys who love their mother very much, are very united, and are very motivated?

But it's love.Very heavy love. No boy will be afraid of the education of beating, scolding and scolding. Even if he is afraid, it will only produce fear of the whip, not love for the whip thrower. In my impression, my mother's slaps on us were very light, so I couldn't remember how I was beaten by my mother at all, but the timing and strength of my mother's hand once shocked me. At that time, I was already in high school, and I was sitting on my brother's bed eating instant noodles. "Hey, don't eat on my bed." Brother saw. "Eat it and you won't die." I said, watching my brother walk out of the room.

It was a big bowl of "Man Han Quan Banquet" instant noodles. I was holding it, but somehow my center of gravity was unstable. The instant noodles in my hand fell off, and the soup and water wet the sheets. On top of it, I want to say that I sucked up the soup before my brother noticed the humiliation of the bed sheets. He is so dirty, it is impossible to find out. If he really smells strange, maybe he will only smell the armpits. But unfortunately, halfway through the inhalation, my brother walked into the room, found out, and immediately became furious. "I'm just telling you! Don't eat on my bed!" My brother was mad.

No matter what, I was the one who committed the crime. I raised my hands in surrender, laughing and yelling. "Okay, okay, it's okay if I exchange my bed sheets with yours." I feel quite guilty, but frankly, I don't care much.You know, years later, I'm a tough guy who can get through two weeks in a bed full of dog pee. My brother agreed, but still watched me change the sheets with a stinky face. Then my mother just entered the room and saw me changing the sheets, puzzled. Alas, I am also a bastard who is afraid of my mother scolding and afraid of my mother being tired, so I just exchanged bed sheets with my brother instead of handing it to my mother to wash and wash it thoroughly.But now that the conspiracy has been exposed, it's a big disaster.

"Oh, I accidentally knocked over the instant noodles while eating on Sansan's bed, so I want to say that I can just change the sheets with Sansan..." I smiled wryly and made a V victory gesture. "It's not all about the second brother..." The younger brother also interjected. Suddenly, Mom threw a heavy slap at Brother. Snapped! The younger brother was called inexplicably, and I was also at a loss. Mom was trembling with anger, with tears in her eyes. "Ah Mom, I'm sorry, I'm actually wrong..." I quickly explained that Mom must have heard something wrong.

The younger brother also blushed, was so stunned that he didn't know how to speak, and froze in front of his mother. "Wash the sheets when they are dirty, it's not a big deal, it's just a little tired. How can you let your brother sleep on something you don't want to sleep on yourself!" In Mom's fury, there was a very clear, sad outline of a loving mother. My brother and I were speechless, watching my mother skillfully remove the sheet and carry it away, and then left angrily. My brother was completely defeated.I feel sorry for my brother. That was the only time I saw the most angry picture of my mother.

Mom can't tolerate that we don't love each other, and implements her concept of love with a slap. It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Mao didn't know if he had gone home. Looking at my mother in the hospital bed, the drip of potassium ions was slow enough that my mother curled up and fell asleep. The financial situation of the family has always been bad, and every time the debt is about to be paid off, an astonishing new debt will be added.My mother once confessed to me with a sigh: "The thing I feel most sorry for you three brothers in this life is that I can't afford to buy insurance for you." Disability card, or the degree to which the family's economy will suffer will be amazing.

But mom, don't worry, you've been our backing for long enough, this time it's our turn to be mom's insurance. Concentrate on getting better, that's right. A few days ago, my future mother-in-law cooked lunch and asked us to bring it to my mother, a bento and a soup.Mom finished eating and was very good, so I secretly set the alarm clock on my phone to two minutes later, and I wanted to give Mom a gift. Mom was watching the movie "Changing Face" on the satellite TV movie channel. When the scheduled time came, the phone rang, and I pretended that someone was calling.

"Hello? Oh, I'm the second child, um, hello auntie." I said to myself, and signaled to my mother with an exaggerated mouth shape that it was a greeting from my brother-in-law's mother-in-law. Mom embarrassedly pretended to be sleeping. I nodded, received. "I'm sorry mom just fell asleep... umm, yes, yes, I drank half of the soup, and when my mother pretended to finish eating, I secretly poured the rest into the toilet. I'm so sorry." I said, looking like a joke . Mom was shocked and asked me to shut up in a panic, but she didn't dare to make a sound. "Yeah, my mother said it's okay, it's not that bad, but it's okay means it can be strengthened, um, it's a joke." I laughed, very bored. Mom was so shocked that she was at a loss, she was angry and funny, she took my hand and waved it violently, just to ask me not to lose face again. "No, it's not like that, my mom just has a bad appetite, although it's hard to ask her to empty the toilet... umm... umm..." I said, laughing all over my stomach, and I was about to explode . Mom was so embarrassed that she had to give up, fell down and struggled, but waved her hand to me unwillingly. I kept humming non-stop, because the last sentence I wanted to say was so hilarious that I couldn't speak it in a very steady tone, so I had to take a deep breath, suppress the urge to laugh out loud, and brew it. "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,please try harder next time." I said this to my fictional mother-in-law. Mom sighed and lost. I hung up the phone and continued to write my novel as if nothing had happened. My mother asked me angrily why I was so rude talking to my mother-in-law. How could she strengthen it by saying anything... Mom looked uneasy, frustrated, and puzzled. I finally laughed and explained to my mother the truth about setting my phone alarm and talking to myself...