Chapter 33 Chapter 4 The Irreplaceable Love in This Life—Grandma

My mother left home when I was very young. Although it may not be a catastrophe, although I did not see a missing corner of my life, it was missing after all. Whenever the school holds a parent-teacher meeting, I often see all kinds of expressions on the brows of the mothers of my classmates, whether they are happy, anxious, or sad, all of which are shining with the light of maternal love. At this time, my nose will also feel sour. I feel bad.However, this sense of loss always flashed by, because as soon as I got home, I would be surrounded by the deep love of another "mother". As far back as I can remember, she was almost sixty years old, she didn't talk too much, she was in good spirits, and she was a traditional Chinese woman who didn't leave her home.On sunny days, she would occasionally move out the bamboo chairs and enjoy the sun downstairs with her neighbors, chatting about topics and memories that belonged to them. ” to sum it up.

She is exquisite and delicate in everything she does, and she always has endless ingenious thoughts. Even the most ordinary three meals a day can be changed to create new ideas.If she catches up with the mood, she will occasionally hum a few little tunes at home, making our ordinary days full of little fun.She is my father's mother, my grandma. My grandma didn't have so many "quotes" left for me, even if she occasionally said small words and sentences, in my memory, she did more than said.My father has to earn money to support the family, and he works very hard. The time he can take care of me is limited, so my grandma took on the burden of raising me. Not only that, but also the food and clothing of the family are all handled by my grandma.Thinking about it now, although the family conditions were difficult at that time, everything was in order, all thanks to grandma's leisurely cooking.

Because my mother was not around since I was a child, I spent most of my time with my grandma. Perhaps it is because I am different from other children. My grandma has always loved me very much. Compared with other children in the family, she has given me much more love. a lot of.For me, my grandma used to be my everything, she was the only one who played with me, and she was the only one who could satisfy a little boy's need for a "mother". Neither grandma nor father is the kind of person who is too strict with children, especially grandma, who almost never pushes me to study hard, and never says to me such things as honoring my ancestors and honoring my lintel, so despite my His grades have always been mediocre, but he hasn't felt too much pressure from his family.Because of this, my childhood was indeed much happier than many of my peers.

Speaking of grandma, childhood memories will be involved, and those memories are all engraved in a slightly decaying old building. Such an old building is a different view of Hangzhou in the old days. There are three-story small buildings with four households on each floor. Our home is one of them.In a small room of more than 60 square meters, the walls and ceiling have only been covered with a thin layer of lime. The weather in the south is humid, and when the rainy season comes, moisture will appear in the lime layer.At this time, the lime layer is extremely unyielding, often falling, and occasionally hitting people underneath.Every time lime fell, grandma would mutter to me that Qiao Qiao must be successful and move out of this place sooner.

The memory left by that old building is not only wet, but also hot. The city of Hangzhou in summer is extremely hot. Let alone the air conditioners in the old buildings, even if a few households turn on the fans, they will cause collective power outages in the buildings because of the voltage load.No way, everyone simply slept on the ground in a mess.Sometimes I feel really bored, so the adults simply pick up the mosquito nets and mats and go to sleep in the corridor. At that time, my cousin and I always slept with grandma. Children are naturally active and prone to sweating. At night, the whole body is sweating profusely.So, grandma called cold water and took turns scrubbing our bodies to cool down the heat, regardless of the fact that I was already sweating profusely.When we were finally cooler, she spread out the straw mats and arranged for us to sleep honestly. By this time, it was often late at night.

Grandma is a typical Chinese traditional virtuous woman. I have never seen her blush or quarrel with anyone since I was a child.Dad didn't make much money, and she never complained.Most of the time, she was busy taking care of the family and me as a young child. After I finally went to school, my grandma would get up early every morning, make breakfast for me, ask me to finish eating, and then watch me go out with my bag on my back.Then, she made zongzi for others at home to earn money to subsidize the family.As soon as I came home from school, she quickly put down the work in hand and asked me to eat, drink and do my homework.Grandma has been so busy and busy, busy every day, until I went to college and moved to live in the school, I was relieved.

After graduating from university, I joined the radio station and became a DJ. My grandma was very proud of me. She listened to my show on the radio every day at home, and would "show off" to the neighbors when she saw her. In fact, most of the time, she doesn't know exactly what I said on the show, she just wants to hear me and my voice, because this voice is not only heard by her, but also by thousands of people in Hangzhou. Thousands of people have heard it.In her eyes, I am promising. Grandma actually likes to listen to music, and also likes to sing. Her favorite is Teresa Teng, and she can sing a few words by herself when she has nothing to do at home. Speaking of which, I must have inherited my grandma’s excellent genes, which is why I am so sensitive to music.

Later, when I went to the TV station, my grandma put the radio aside and became a TV fan. As long as there were programs I appeared on, she would watch them regularly. I remember one year during the Spring Festival, Zhejiang Satellite TV set up a huge billboard in Wulin Square, Yan'an Road, Hangzhou. Because the ratings of the program I made the previous year were not bad, I also appeared on the billboard that time.That year, my grandma was already in her eighties. After she saw my advertisement in Wulin Square on TV, she took the bus all the way from the remote railway dormitory to Wulin Square alone, and silently looked at the billboard. for two hours.

When she told me about this, my eyes were filled with tears, but my grandma touched my head and said happily: "I just want to see how promising my Jojo is!" I have a future in my grandma's heart, but because of the busier work, I have less time to visit her. In our house, there has always been an unwritten rule that everyone has to go back to grandma's house every Saturday to eat and chat with her.Older people are like children, they like to be lively.I always want to take time to go back and have a look in my heart, but I always fail to realize it by accident. Every time I think about it, I always feel that I owe grandma.Fortunately, my wife has done a lot of filial piety for me. Whether I am there or not, she must spend every Saturday at grandma's house.

For a long time, grandma has been in good health, and her legs and feet are more agile than most of her peers. This is because she has a habit that she has persisted for many years: morning exercises, her "compulsory course" every day.It wasn't until later that several accidents happened one after another that grandma's body gradually weakened, and the number of times she went out gradually decreased. Grandma's beautiful morning exercise was in a sense spoiled by the development of the city. Our city is changing with each passing day, but the morning is no longer the same as before, it is no longer a quiet and leisure time, and Hangzhou City has lost its unique tranquility and elegance.

From early in the morning, the streets and alleys are full of traffic and pedestrians are in a hurry.Grandma was injured more than once in such a hasty environment, and was even knocked to the ground by an electric car once.The child riding the electric scooter was obviously a foreigner, and he was terrified when he saw that he had bumped into someone. He didn't run or argue, but just stood beside him in a daze, at a loss.After the grandma was helped up, she saw that the child was pitiful, and thinking that it would not be easy for a foreigner to come out, she let him go without being paid a dime, and staggered back home by herself. That time was fine, and after a few days of rest at home, nothing serious happened. The family finally felt relieved, and grandma still liked to hang out alone.But the good times didn't last long. Once, she got up to give up her seat on the bus. Unexpectedly, the driver suddenly braked suddenly. Due to inertia, grandma knocked on the iron frame of the seat in front of her. With a slap, her kneecap Broken. This time, grandma had to stay in the hospital for several months.I remember that she was lying on the hospital bed and told me that she was very scared, afraid that she would never go home again.I gently held her hand and comforted her and said: "It's okay, we will live together soon, okay?" After hearing this, grandma finally felt relieved, because her hand in my palm no longer trembled. . After being discharged from the hospital that time, I took my grandma back to live with me for two months. It was a very memorable day.There has never been a generation gap between me and my grandma. The reason is that my grandma and I are people with different rhythms, each with its own way of life.What's more, we both have great respect for each other's way of life and never feel that something is wrong.Grandma is still the one who can't be idle, and on the premise of ensuring her health and safety, I had no choice but to let her go. Getting old is a destiny that each of us cannot escape.As children and grandchildren, we can only do our best to protect our loved ones.When I was making "I Love to Remember the Lyrics", my grandma knew a little bit, but gradually, she became more and more confused, and she needed to be hospitalized all year round. After my grandma was hospitalized, no matter how busy I was, I would find time to visit her, and she happily called out my nickname "Jojo" almost every time.I also heard from the nurse that every time I appeared on TV, my grandma would happily point to me and tell the patient, "Look, this is my grandson!" However, due to the relationship between work, even if I can spare time occasionally, it is not fixed, so this responsibility falls to my wife.In those days, she must go to the hospital to accompany her every Saturday, never once.Grandma loves my wife very much from the bottom of her heart because she loves the house and Wu. In the past few years, my grandma's memory has also been declining. Sometimes when I go to see her, she can't even recognize me.Sometimes, I hold my grandma's hand and ask her: "Grandma, do you know me? I'm Qiaoqiao." Grandma is a little dazed, and the busy wife behind her walks up and says, "You still talked to me just now, why now? Don’t know anyone?” She leaned over and asked, “Grandma, do you know me?” Grandma smiled and nodded, “Lingling.” Because of being busy, and because the whole family moved out of the original residence a long time ago, I have not been back to the old house where my grandma lived for most of her life. Taohua still remembers her, but I can always hear grandma humming softly in my ears, just like 20 years ago.