Chapter 12 see off

Perhaps, because life is so turbulent, I have an irrational fear of seeing people off.However, recently, I have to go to and from Hongqiao Airport frequently.A year ago, I sent a middle school male classmate to study and work in Japan. Before boarding the plane, he suddenly said to me affectionately: "Twenty years ago I sent you to the Great Northern Wilderness, and now it is your turn to send me." Half a year Before, I sent a good girlfriend to settle in the United States. After the divorce, she made up her mind not to marry a Chinese man.Sure enough, her wish came true. Her new husband was 20 years older than her, a Chinese-American. Although she was still Chinese at heart, she was very satisfied.It is said that there are his factories and villas in the eastern and western parts of the United States.But when I sent her into the "red channel", she hugged me tightly and said, "We are not little girls anymore, don't believe in love..." And when it was my turn to send my younger brother's wife to Australia, the situation was even worse. memorable.My sister-in-law has just turned thirty-five, and my daughter is only two years old and her hips were congenitally dislocated. She had just undergone surgery, and her two legs, which had been casted, were still fixed on the steel frame. Naturally, it was inconvenient to carry her to the airport.When they left home, the sister-in-law hugged her daughter and wailed loudly. The daughter also cried when she was infected, but she only knew that "Mom is going to work".But how far away is "Ban Ban"!When stepping into the large glass door of the airport waiting room, the sister-in-law grabbed the luggage cart and cried loudly without hesitation, "I won't go, I won't go!" Her cry was full of grievances, confusion and a deep fear.I turned my head immediately, not daring to look at her, and tears welled up in my eyes.For nearly half a year, her thin figure was like a whirlwind running tirelessly: she had to go to work, take her daughter to see a doctor, go out to teach piano, catch up with English tutoring classes five times a week, borrow money from everywhere, and pay for her daughter. Apply for a visa smoothly.Apply for a passport trustee.Gift giving, and all the hustle and bustle for one purpose: going abroad!But when she was really about to fly to that strange country, she was stubbornly frozen outside the glass door of the waiting room...

It was eight or nine o'clock in the evening.The small square in front of the airport was busier and more lively than during the daytime. All kinds of cars were crowded together, and the crowds were making noise between the cars.I deliberately stood in the densest crowd and was pushed around, wanting to experience the power of this "wave of going abroad" personally.Behind me, there is a handsome young man, with his denim jacket open, revealing the wallet tied around his waist very Hong Kong, and he is hugging a sleeping baby wrapped in a swaddle in his arms.I followed him, and when he was about to approach the glass door of the waiting room, he lowered his head vigorously, buried his face in swaddling clothes, his broad shoulders shrugged and twitched... There is a long row of glass doors, clear and clear, Suddenly, I saw a five or six-year-old girl on the shoulders of a man, with her little hands open on the glass door, and she murmured tearfully, "Mom, don't go, don't go!..." The man's back was straight and motionless, like a sculpture.

My heart is shaking.I know that the crying of the little girl can't stop the mother's forced choice, just like the mothers crying on the train station platform twenty years ago, they can't keep the children from being thrown into a kind of destiny.Speaking of it, going to the countryside 20 years ago was a "revolution", and going abroad 20 years later was a "split", but no matter how you say it, the scenes of seeing off 20 years ago are still in my heart, so intriguing. what! In the chaos and crowding, my brother's wife was dragged into the glass door that can only be accessed by a passport. She waved to us with tears and sweat, and struggled to push the pile almost as big as her. Luggage carts that are generally tall, with sluggish and rough footsteps.When going out, she put on five pairs of trousers and six woolen sweaters to reduce the weight of her luggage.Fortunately, she is thin and not bloated.And the clothes and daily necessities in the two big boxes were weighed one by one, for fear of being overweight and fined.She finally disappeared.We waited anxiously outside the glass door, wishing her the best of luck.There were constant rumors that the scales were broken and that all the luggage could be brought directly to the cabin by the conveyor belt.We were lucky to breathe a sigh of relief, because no matter how streamlined it was, the two big boxes were still stuffed heavily.It was not much time before take-off, and the people seeing off in the square gradually became rare.We called a "taxi" and were about to set off when we heard a sharp and frightened cry: "Xiaodong, Xiaodong." We turned around in unison and saw my sister-in-law stumbling towards us, "We will be punished... 1,200... I insisted it was too much... 28 kilograms... I was not allowed in... I was the only one left..." She broke down in tears, "I won't go, I have already borrowed 40,000 to 50,000..."

We all pooled money at once, and comforted her one sentence at a time.Since I have borrowed forty to fifty thousand yuan, I have to spare the thousand, two hundred yuan no matter what. Then send her through the glass door, and everyone is silent.I already felt that my legs were shaking like branches in the wind.In my impression, my brother's wife is lively, capable, and strong. I have never seen her cry so bewildered.She went to Anhui to join the team at the age of fifteen, and she also automatically signed up for the lecturer group to work in Tibet for two years.After getting married, I finally got a one-bedroom apartment in Pudong, got two diplomas, gave birth to a daughter at the age of 32, and found a piano teaching job after work. You can earn some money to support your family.Everything is not as good as the top, and more than the bottom, but she went to Australia far away...

A plane overshot the runway, and the quiet air at the airport was shaken.I raised my head and looked at the dark night sky, only feeling that the turbulent air around me shook my heart deeply...