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Chapter 32 Chapter 3 Guarding My Mom From afar

A dream is just a happy decision 华少 1848Words 2018-03-16
Father's love is like a mountain and mother's love is like a spring, but in my family it is just the opposite. Father's love is gentle and long-lasting, while mother's love is more tenacious and heavy. When my parents divorced, although my mother promised to visit me once a week, she soon went to work in Zhuhai, and we had very few opportunities to see each other.The trip to Zhuhai after graduating from elementary school was the first time I had a complete time with my mother after they divorced. It was also during that time that I truly felt the difficulty of my mother's hard work outside.

My mother's love for me is different from that of my father and grandma. At that time, she was doing business in Zhuhai, and we could see each other during the winter and summer vacations of the year, so we didn't spend much time together, but it didn't mean that my mother didn't love me. My stomach has always been bad. One year, I forgot the reason, and I suddenly had stomach bleeding, and my family was in a hurry.Of course, my father would also tell my mother about my condition. Knowing that I was sick, my mother rushed to Hangzhou as soon as possible.She was on the train, and she was too anxious when she got off the train. She stepped into the gap between the carriage and the platform, and almost fell down.As a result, my mother accompanied me when I was sick. She had several stitches on her feet and was limping when she walked, but she still insisted on seeing me every day.

My parents are by my side because of illness. Although I feel uncomfortable physically, I am very happy in my heart. This can be regarded as a good memory of mine. My mother had a very prosperous time in business. Although she couldn't come back to see me often, she would send me gifts from time to time.However, the good times didn't last long. The financial crisis swept across Asia in 1997, and her business was also greatly affected. Although she was not in debt, it was very bleak. My mother is a very capable and strong woman. The blow did not destroy her confidence. She chose to stay in Zhuhai to make a comeback.Under her careful management, the business had gradually returned to the right track, but the world was unpredictable. Suddenly, one day, she encountered the biggest accident in her life. She was hit on the back of the head by a brick and almost lost her life.

During the winter vacation that year, I rushed to Zhuhai to accompany her as soon as I finished the exam.When I saw her, she could only lie on the bed, completely unable to take care of herself, and had no relatives around her.After I went, I guarded and took care of her day and night. Every morning, I would come to the hospital early. The ward was quiet and deserted. I sat quietly by the bedside and looked at her sleeping face, always afraid that she would never open her eyes to look at me again, and would never speak to me again. say.It wasn't until the sun slanted in through the window, smearing a few touches of light gold on the room, and my mother woke up from sleep, slowly opened her eyes, and called out "son", that I felt that the vitality had returned.When my mother sees me by my side, her eyes always show safety and satisfaction, which is the happiness that radiates from the bottom of my heart.At that moment, I realized that I love her so much.

In this way, I stayed with her until before the Spring Festival, and my mother's condition improved slightly. The doctor said that she could be discharged from the hospital after a while of rest.But my mother lost her temper, saying that she had to go back to Hangzhou, no matter how much others tried to persuade her.I had no choice but to compromise and accompany her on the plane back to Hangzhou.From Zhuhai to Hangzhou, more than 1,300 kilometers, the flight time is two hours.Maybe two hours is not a long time for ordinary people, but my mother is still seriously ill and is in great pain. I can only make her feel as comfortable as possible, but I feel very helpless inside.

After that injury, my mother's health was not as good as before, and the business gradually slowed down.Even so, I still think she is a very good woman. From a career point of view, I have always regarded her as an idol after I became sensible. Maybe it was because she was less persistent after surviving the catastrophe, and her mother's temper and personality became much calmer. We spent more and more time together and communicated more and more. I suddenly discovered that my mother is actually the same as all mothers in the world, a woman who likes to be pampered and coaxed. Once, I worked so hard to record the program, and I wanted to sleep late the next day, but she suddenly ran over angrily and said, "Ah! Let me tell you..." Before she finished speaking, I buried my head in the Quilt: "Mom, I'm tired..." She ignored my "resistance" and continued to yell: "I'm tired too, I don't even have time to buy a monthly pass!" I couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, I'll give it to you Buy it. How much is it? Can I buy it for you for five years at once?" She pouted and said, "Oh, then go to bed." Now, my relationship with my parents is very harmonious, and Both of them have also passed the age of rivalry, their relationship has gradually eased, they get along well, and they are always happy to see each other.For me, my father has been single for so many years and has never been in a relationship, really.I once firmly believed that one day my parents would let go of their old grievances and reunite, but I didn’t know that I made the mistake of “doing to others what I want, do to others”, ignoring the true feelings of their inner world, and I even made jokes about it.For a while, I noticed that my mother was showing signs of being in love, and I had a cold war with her. I didn’t touch anything she bought me, and she refused to take me to dinner. Later, I realized that everything was my little girl. My mind was playing tricks, and I made a big oolong.

In Chinese traditional culture, husband and wife are together for life and death, until "heaven and earth unite, dare to break with the king".But now it is no longer a feudal society, and their true emotions are also worthy of respect.My father has never remarried. I don't know if he is tired of the entanglement of worldly emotions, or he doesn't want others to share his love for me and this family.My mother remarried later, and she was also very happy. Although she was living with someone other than her father, as a son, my mother's happiness is my greatest happiness. I am deeply happy for her from the bottom of my heart.In any case, everything is getting better, and I have reached the age to shelter them from the wind and rain, just like the public service advertisements say "family=father and mother, I love you" (family is father and mother, I love you).

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