─ 23 years ago (1982), a young woman drove to our village, hobs, and silled, and did not shirk. Therefore, the daughter-in-law in the village often spits with the woman, and some of the daughter-in-law is still a few feet, and she is "rolling away." But she is not going, still smirking in the village. At that time, my father had 35 years old. He worked at the stone field to be stranded by the machine, and he didn't marry his wife because of his poor. Grandma saw the woman and a few pictures. I just moved my mind. I decided to accept her to give my father to make a wife. After she gave my family "Continue to the incense", I took her away. The father is unwilling, but looking at the scenery at home, biting the teeth or promised. As a result, my father didn't spend, I got a groom. When I gave me, my grandmother held me, said with a few mouthfuls of his mouth, "this mad mother, I also gave me a grandson with a hand." Just, I have a life, my grandmother takes me away, and never let the mother close. Mother has always wanted to hug me, shouting many times in front of her grandmother: "Give me, give me ....." My grandmother didn't care. I am so small, like a meat, what should I do if I miss me on the ground? After all, the mother is a madman. Every time I have a request for me, my grandmother always supports her: "Don't want to hold your child, I won't give you. If I found you, I will kill you. Even if you don't fight Dead, I have to take you away. "When the grandmother said this, there is no hope that is ambiguous. The mother understands, the fear of face, every time I look at me far away. Although the mother's milk blight is powerful, I can't eat the half of my mother, and a spoon of my grandmother. I will feed me. Grandma has "neuropathy" in the brother's milk, if it is infected, I will trouble.
At that time, my family still struggled in poverty. Especially after adding a mother and I, I often uncover the pot. Grandma decided to take the mother, because the mother did not only eat "idle" at home, but it is still a born. One day, my grandmother cooked a big pot of rice, and I added a big bowl with my mother. "Daughter-in-law, this home is too poor, mother-in-law is sorry for you. You have finished finding this bowl of rice. I haven't been there in the future, ah? "The mother smashed a big gap in the mouth, listened to the" one-by-party order "under the grandmother, and it was very surprised, and a ganyon was stagnant in his mouth. My mother looked at my grandmother, I couldn't mourn: "No, don't ....." Grandma smashed his face, took out the majestic parents and spoke: "You are mad mother, □ What □, □ I didn't have your good fruit to eat. You have been wandering everywhere, I have been in your two years, how do you want to eat? If you have dinner, you haven't heard it? " Take out a handle, like the faucet of Yu Dajun, and a sound of "咚". The mother was shocked, watching her mother-in-law, and slowly went to see the rice bowl in front of him, there was tears dropped on the rice flower of white flowers. Under your grandmother, Mother suddenly had a very strange move, she divided the rice in the bowl to another empty bowl, and then looked at Grandma in Baba. Grandma is staying, it turns out that Mother is said to her grandmother, only half a bowl of rice per meal, only to ask her to go. The grandmother heart seems to be smashed, and her grandmother is also a woman. Her tough attitude is also installed. My grandmother didn't have a head, and my tears went back, and then reposted her face and said, "I will eat it quickly. I will go. You will starve in my family." Mother seems to be desperate, even the half bowl of rice Didn't eat, Lang Lang got out of the door, but it took a long time to stand before the door. Grandma said hard and said: "You walk, you are walking, don't look back. The rich people are rich in people!" The mother closes, and a pair stretched into the mother-in-law. It turned out, the mother wanted to hug me. Grandma is depressed, or I will hand it to my mother. The mother will hold me in his arms for the first time, and I laughed and smiled. Grandma is like a big enemy, and both hands will follow my body, and if you are afraid of madness, you will lose me like throwing garbage. Mother is not enough for me. Grandma can't wait to take me in the past, and turn it around to enter the house.
When I understand the little thing, I found out that in addition to me, other small friends have a mother. I am looking for my father, find my grandmother, they said, your mother is dead. But a small partner told me: "Your mother is a madman, was driven away by your grandmother." I will find my grandmother to pull the skin, I have to return my mother, but she is a "wolf grandmother", and even give her meals. Pumped a place. At that time, I didn't have a "mad" concept. I only know that she is very much. What is her grow? Still alive? Unexpectedly, in the age of six, the mother left home was coming back. That day, several small partners flew like to report: "The small tree, go see, your mother is coming back, your mad teacher is back." I am happy, I will run away, my father Grandma also chased it. This is the first time I have a memory. She still broke the clothes, there is still some yellow grass on the hair, and the sky knows the night in the grass. Mother did not dare to go to the house, but facing my house, sitting on the stone of the cottage in front of the cottage, holding a dirty balloon. When I stand in front of her and a group of small partners, she was anxious from the middle of our son. The mother finally stared at me, staring at me dead, split my mouth: "Small tree ....... goal ... ball" she stood up and kept raising the balloon in her hand, I will give me a stuff. I retired behind it. I am very disappeared, I didn't expect my mother to think that the mother of the day is actually such a picture. A small partner said on the side: "The small tree, what is your madness now? It is your mother." I said angrily to my little friend: "She is your mother! Your mother is a mad, you Mother is like this. "I ran my head. I don't want this madden. Grandma and father have gone in the door. When the grandmother walked, her conscience was tortured. With the age, her heart was hard, so she left a mother, and my boring is not happy, because the mother lost my face. . I have never seen the mother's face, never take the initiative to tell her, and didn't call her "mother". The traffic situation between us is based on me "", the mother is never dare. Can't raise my mother, my grandmother decided to train my mother. When you are working in the next place, your grandmother took the mother to go out to "obey", saying that it is not obedient. After some days, my grandmother thought that my mother was trained in my own, and I was alone to cut the pig. Unexpectedly, the mother cut two baskets "pig grass" for only half an hour. Grandma, I am in a hurry, and my mother is scolding the rice in the field of people. My grandmother is in a hurry, she "mad mother's grain is not divided ..." Grandma is thinking about how to be good, the owner of the rice fields find it, and it is a grandma to teach. Grandma fired, when the roots of people took out the roots, knock on the back of the mother, said: "Kill you this mad mother, you will give the old lady far ....."
Although the mother is crazy, I still know, she hopped, hiding her grandmother, and kept "other, other. ..." wailing. Finally, people think that when they do, I don't pursue it. I will not be pursued. After watching her, it is ... "After this wind wave sang, the mother sobbed on the ground. I am embarrassed to her: "Grass and rice are unclear, you are really a pig." The voice just fell, my back is slapped, it is my grandmother. Grandma smashed me: "How do you talk? How do you talk? If she is also your mother!" I disdainted his mouth: "I don't have such a stupid mother!" "□, you are getting more The more you don't think about it. See I don't hit you! "Grandma raised up the palm, then I saw the mother jumped on the ground like a spring, and I was in the middle of my grandmother, and my mother pointed at my head." I called me. I understand, my mother is called her grandmother, don't hit me. Grandma is holding down in the half-air, muttering mint: "This mad woman, I know that I love my child!" I got to school, my father was taken in neighboring village, a professional household, please go to the fish pool, Earn 50 yuan a month. Mother still goes out of the grandmother, mainly to play a pig, she didn't provoke what big mess.
I remember that I read the primary school, I was hungry for a winter day, and the sky suddenly rained, my grandmother gave me an umbrella. The mother may fell a few times, like a mud monkey, she stands next to the window of the classroom, I am smirking, I still call: "Tree ... umbrella ..." Some students laugh, I like a needle felt, the mother hate the teeth, hate her not to know, hate she gave me a shame, and hated Fan Jiaxi who took the lead. When he was also exaggerated, I grabbed the stationery in front of him, and slammed him, but I was hide by Fan Jiaxi. He rushed to the neck, and we tear it. I am small, I am not his opponent at all, and he is easily pressed on the ground. At this time, I only listened to the "" from the outside of the classroom, and the mother flew in, and I grabbed Fan Jiaxi and dragged it outside the house. It all said that the madness is big, it is really not fake. Mother's hands will bully my Fan Jia Xi to half Kong, he scared to cry, and a pair of fat calves in the air. The mother is ignorant, and he has lost him in the pond at the door of the school, and then he walked away.
Mother gave me a big disaster, but she was not like not. In front of me, the mother recovered a good look, and looked at me well. I understand that this is mother love, even if my mind is unclear, my mother love is also awake, because her son has been bullied by others. At that time, I can't help but call: "Mother!" This is what I will call her for the first time. The mother is shocked, looking at me for a long time, and then like a child, shame, grinned, smile silly. That day, our mother and son went home for the first time. I said this with my grandmother, my grandmother was frightened to fall on the chair, and I would like to ask my father to call my father. Dad just entered the house, a group of Zhuang men who took a knife stick broke into my house, regardless of green saponis, first put a raining pot in the pot bowl, home like a nine-level earthquake. This is a person who is invited by Fan Jiaxi. Fang Father is a little point to Dad's nose: "My son scared the neuropathy, now the health center is lying. Your home does not take out 1000 dollars of medical expenses, I Mom took a fire in your house. "
1000 block? Dad is only 50 yuan per month! Looking at the murderous fan, Dad's eyes slowly burned red, he stared at the mother with very horrible eyes, one hand flew quickly to solve the belt of the waist, and smashed his face. Let's another, the mother is like a mouse that only sives, and it is like a prey that runs into the dead alley, hopping, hiding, she emits, and the crisp sound of the belt to pick it up. I can't forget my life. Finally, the director of the police station came to stop the hands of Dad's violence. The mediation result of the police station is that the two sides have losses, and there is no loss. Who is caught in trouble! After a group of people left, Dad saw the full house in the pot bowl and fragmented, and also looked at the scarred mother. He suddenly cried her mother and said: "Crazy mother, not, I have to hit you, I have to hit you, this can't, we have no money to compensate. This is a poor in the family! "Dad looked at me again:" Tree, you must read the University of Tao. No, let's be bullied in a lifetime! "I nodded. In 2000, I took high school with excellent results. The grandmother that can't be died is unfortunate, and the days in the family are more difficult. Enshi Civil Affairs Bureau listed my family as a special hardship family, monthly subsidy 40 yuan, my high school also reduced my tuition fees, I have to continue reading.
Because it is to read, learn and catch, I rarely go home. The father is still working for 50 yuan, and the burden of sending vegetables is blanking in the mother. Every time I always help me, I will give me a good choice, and then give it to the mother. 20 kilometers of Yangchao Mountain Road is firmly remembered, and the wind and rain are unimpeded. It is also a miracle. Anything that is doing for your son is not mad. In addition to maternal love, I can't explain this phenomenon how to deciphered in medicine.
On April 27, 2003, it was a Sunday, and the mother came, not only sent a dish for me, but also brought a dozen wild peaches. I picked up, biting a bite, smiling and asking her: "It's quite sweet, where is it?" Mother said: "I ... I pick it ..." I didn't expect the mother to pick wild peach, I sincerely praise her: "Mother, you are getting more and more doing." The mother smiled. Before the mother left, I took care of her to pay attention to safety, mother, oh. I always walked, I took into the final review before the college entrance examination. The next day, I am in class, I will rush to school, let the teacher shouted me out of the classroom. I asked that my mother came to dissert, I said, she went back yesterday. He said: "No, she hasn't returned home yet." My heart is tight, the mother will not go wrong? But she walked in this way, the photographs won't be wrong. He asked: "What did you say?" I said no, she brought me a dozen wild peach. Two hands and one shot: "Bad broken, it may be bad in this wild peach." He wants me to ask, we will look back in the mountain road, and there is a few wild peach trees on the way home. A few peaches are hanging on the tree because they are saved on the cliff. We also discovered a trace of branches and branches, and the tree is a hundred fertilies. I looked at me, "Let's go to the cliff!" I said, "Don't scare me ..." He said that I will talk to the valley. . . . The mother is quietly lying on the bottom of the valley, and the surroundings are some scattered peaches, she is tightly holding one in her hands, and the blood on her body is condensed into heavy black. I have grieved in five organs, hugging the mother tightly, said: "Mother, my bitter mother, I will regret it, I should say this peach is sweet, my son wants your life ... Mother ... Ah, you didn't enjoy a day .. .. "I put the head on the mother's cold face, crying in the mountains, the stone is accompanying me. . . . . . On August 7, 2003, on the 100th day after the mate, the admission notice of Hubei University was wearing the road passed by the mother, through the wild peach tree, through the rice field before the village, "Flying" into my home. I put this late letter in the cold grave: "Mother, children, have you heard it? You can laugh in Jiuxuan!"
