Chapter 25 my mother

When it comes to women, the first thing that comes to my mind is my mother, because in my life, she is the first woman who has disappointed me. Before me, I had two elder brothers who died within a few days of birth. The fortune teller said to her, "Ma'am, your destiny is to bloom first and then bear fruit. It's best to give birth to the next girl, shelter." The future young master." Therefore, when she was pregnant with me, she always hoped to be a daughter.She likes that the firstborn is a girl, who will help the mother take care of the younger siblings, be gentle, considerate, and share worries.Unexpectedly, I was born, another son.Amidst the joy of the family, the mother just lay silently on the bed.My grandfather said to my aunt: "Third sister-in-law is really strange, I am not happy to have a son!"

After all, my mother is a mother, she still loves me outright, but she often reads: "You are both a son and a daughter, and you should have the benefits of a daughter." Three days after I was born, my grandfather took my Bazi to fortune-telling.The fortune-teller insisted that it was the girl's fate, and sighed, "It's a pity that it's a girl, otherwise it would be Hanlin." My mother often made fun of me and said: "Now that you are a man, you should really be a Hanlin." Fortunately, I was born in the new era when the imperial examinations have been abolished for a long time. What about Rong Zong Yao Zu's grasp?

Below me came three more younger brothers in succession, much to the disappointment of my mother.However, the three younger brothers stayed behind.When she complained that the fortune teller was not working, we always laughed and said that we are "figs", which don't need to bloom but will bear fruit. My mother's second disappointment with me was that I never wanted to get married.Until the time of her death, she always thought that everything about me could satisfy her, the only difference was that I didn't marry her a daughter-in-law who was virtuous, talented and beautiful.Actually, on this point, I am more anxious than she is, it's just bad luck and there is no way out.Under such circumstances, I can only try my best to encourage my younger brothers to marry before me, introduce "friends" for them, and create opportunities.As a result, my second brother got married when he was 21 years old and just graduated from university.There was a gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law in front of the mother, and soon saw the birth of a granddaughter, so she passed away quite satisfied.

Now my three younger brothers are all married, and their small family life seems to be very happy.My three sisters-in-law are also extremely concerned and respectful towards my brother.Only my second sister-in-law often smiled and said to me: "Brother, we have become your scapegoats. You see, in this year of war and chaos, what will we five girls do? You will raise one or two instead of us. One will do." She stroked those little heads as black as crow feathers pitifully.How could she be willing to support me!The five girls gathered around my knees, and when they raised their heads together, they were as bright as a bouquet of red roses under the morning dew.

It has been ten years since my mother died.My father passed away last year.I wandered all over the place, still alone.The home of my brothers is my home, where there is laughter and warmth, where someone takes care of my daily life and food, and someone sews clothes and mends my socks.When I go out, I always buy some candy in the store when I come back, because I know that there are a few little heads looking at me on the railing.When I first arrived in Chongqing last year, I caught the unavoidable cold. I had such a headache that I couldn't keep my eyes open for seven or eight days, and I forgot everything.

One morning, the airline sent me a package from several children. The small packages were delivered from various places and were concentrated in Hong Kong.There was a card on it that said: "Uncle, I haven't seen the letter for a long time. You may have forgotten us at Christmas, but we have not forgotten you!" A brilliant candlelit Christmas tree! Come back and talk about my mother.Naturally, at least seventy percent of the sons in the world think that their mother is the best mother in the world.I thought my mother was the best of the best mothers in the world.Not only do I think so, but so do many of my friends.She is not only my mother, but also my best friend.I have many things that I dare not say to my father, but I dare to say to her; I can say to her that I cannot say to my friends.She has a modern mind and accepts everything modern calmly and fairly.She loves "home" passionately, and believes that a beautiful family is the source of all happiness and strength.She wanted me to get married early, because she was willing to see me put my body and mind into a warm and happy family earlier.However, my beloved mother, I have not lost everything in my "home" except that I am "unmarried"!

Our home is indeed a quiet, warm and happy home.My father likes to plant flowers and raise dogs; my mother spends all day in addition to running the house, either reading or doing chores, quietly without making a sound.When the schoolmates came to our house, they would naturally speak in a low voice.However, she most encouraged us to play sports. There are always swings, bars and other equipment in the outer yard.We learn martial arts and music (brothers all have great achievements except me).Mother was always cheerful, receiving Father and our friends.Friends come, play well, eat well, and always go back happy and satisfied.But there are also people who go home with tears, because he thinks of his dead mother, or his mother, who has never had any emotional relationship with him.

My father is the third son in the extended family.He has many brothers and sisters, most of whom are not successful, so the upbringing of their children rests on the father's shoulders.For these, the mother fully helped the father, the father gave a share of the financial resources, and the mother put all her energy.There are always seven or eight children living together in our family, and there are even more children during the holidays. The mother copes with and supports all these with her frail body. No matter how busy or chaotic she is, the smile never leaves the corner of her mouth.I will never forget the night my mother passed away, a cousin of mine who was a soldier passed out beside her bed!

My mother also has the ability to know people. When she sees a person, she can know the character of that person.So she was a great help to my father and our friend's choice.She also has a very high taste, no matter the furnishings in the house, the arrangement of the garden pavilion, or the color and style of the clothes, etc., after she mobilizes them, they will look novel and extraordinary.I remember a cousin who came to our house dressed up before going to the tea party; my mother looked at her whole body and said with a smile: "Yuan Yuan, you are too dressed like others. I smeared red lips , you also paint your lips red, others paint your nails red, you also paint your nails red, wouldn’t this attract the attention of others? You have to understand the principle of ‘thousands of red lotuses salute white lotus’.” We all laughed and agreed with our mother Opinion.

The cousin immediately washed off the lead in front of the mother's dressing table, changed her clothes and went out; later I heard that she was the most beautiful one in the tea party that night. My mother was also very concerned about politics.Thirty years ago, several of my uncles were members of the Tongmenghui, and my mother was famous for sending and receiving news and letters.I still remember that when I was eight years old, on a snowy night, I helped my mother put dozens of copies of "Tianshu" into meat floss tubes, sealed the tubes with red paper, and mailed them. go out.Not long after, I received letters from all over the place saying: "I have received the meat floss, it is homemade after all, and it is delicious." I said: "Aren't those books?

..." My mother pinched me lightly, and put it on my ear and said, "Don't tell me. " During the Revolution of 1911, we were in Shanghai, staying in a hotel in the concession.My job is to wait for the newspaper at the door every morning, and my mother will tell us after reading the newspaper.She also exchanged the little jewelry she had for foreign money to donate to the labor force.I was only ten years old at the time, and I donated the ten New Year's money that I had, and I went to the declaration office to hand it over.I treasured those two paper receipts, but after the War of Resistance broke out, I lost them somewhere. After the May Fourth Movement, she became interested in the New Culture Movement again.She reads books and newspapers, not letting the times leave her behind.She is not opposed to free love, but also pays attention to the specificity of love.A female classmate of mine "eloped" with someone else. When her mother came to our house and "screamed", the father was still very angry, but the mother remained silent. After the guests left, she said: "It doesn't matter if you run away, the ceremony is nothing, as long as they are consistent." And so on, her every word and action became the compass for her sons.She never said anything directly to my younger brothers' mate selection, but always said: "As long as you like it, mother will like it too." But our personality and taste have been formed, and we will never like what mother doesn't like. favorite. She has been dead for ten years.During the Anti-Japanese War, if my mother was still alive, I don’t know what she would do, but at least I can still see her always smiling face, her calm and gentle attitude. Awaken the fearful and cowardly heart of every one of her sons! She is a typical good wife and good mother, at least when my mother explained to us a good wife and good mother, she thought that a good wife and good mother should be the guardian of the husband and children. I agree with all the slogans of the women's movement, only seeing or hearing "Down with good wives and good mothers" always strikes me as a bit jarring.Of course, "wife" and "mother" are different in people's minds, and their concepts vary accordingly.I hope that what they want to bring down are some cowardly and dependent molluscs, not women like my mother. Men, post income. )