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Life Diary (November 21, 2021)

author:Ding-to-Life

Sunday, November 21, 2021 Weather: High winds

Yesterday morning at 6 o'clock, was woken up by a burst of mobile phone ringing, a look at the father called, the heart clucked a little, people to the year of confusion, the most afraid is to hear the mobile phone ringing at this time, I was stunned to answer the phone.

"Hey, son!"

Inside came my father's loud and powerful voice, I breathed a sigh of relief, and then tightened again, mother will not have a problem, right?

"Your aunt is gone!" When I heard that it was not my mother's business, I was completely relieved.

But I am still worried about my mother, my aunt and my mother have the best relationship, and my mother will not be hit and wither, right?

"How is my mother's health?"

"Okay!"

"Can you come back?"

I hesitated, I've been really busy lately, and it seems like I can't finish the work at hand.

"Depending on the situation, you may not be able to go back."

"If you're really busy, forget it."

I could hear the frustration in my father's tone, and he really wanted to take this opportunity to let his son go back, reunite with them, and by the way, get to know relatives who rarely moved around. I thought about it and said, "I'll go back at night." ”

"Well, leave the door for you!" Father was obviously pleased.

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The time was really fast, and the time that was originally planned to leave at 17 o'clock was not handled until 80 o'clock because the matter at hand was not handled until 20 o'clock.

Father's call came again.

"Is it almost here?" Your mom and I are waiting for you! ”

I looked at the work in my hand, and then looked at the watch, very helpless: "I will leave at 5 o'clock in the morning tomorrow, the work in my hand has not been processed, and it will arrive at 8 o'clock." ”

If the father has a mistake: "Don't stay up too late, and you are not in a hurry."

My eyes were a little moist, but I was really, really homesick.

Life Diary (November 21, 2021)

On the second day, at 5:30, I set off on time, and because I stayed up late last night, I was dozing off to death and couldn't lift my spirits. Navigation display 3 hours, thanks to the 5:30 time point high-speed on the car less, 2 and a half hours actually arrived, just 8 o'clock!

I walked lightly into my parents' bedroom, where my father was not there, my mother was slowly putting on her coat, and it was a little cold in the house because there was no fire yet.

Taking advantage of my mother's lack of attention, I held my mother's head and kissed her hard.

When the mother saw that it was the son he had been thinking about day and night, she smiled happily: "It's so early!" ”

"Hmmm!"

I carefully looked at my mother, her complexion was fine, her face was a normal red face, her hair was unkempt, her clothes were very clean and decent, and her eyes were full of energy, which was much more energetic than my eyes that stayed up late.

"What about Daddy?"

As soon as he finished asking, his father said and lifted the curtain and came in: "Tell you to get dressed quickly, always procrastinate, hurry, eat!" Seeing me, he was stunned: "It's not too late!" ”

"That is, what is promised must be done, what is delicious to make?" I asked as I walked toward the back kitchen.

"What about rice?"

"It's made in an electric pot, it's in an electric pot." Then he urged his mother: "Hurry up, if you don't eat it again, it will be cold!" ”

When my mother had finished washing, I went to the kitchen with my mother, and my father had already lifted the lid of the pot.

Boiled millet porridge, which put carrot blocks, cranberries, boiling time should not be short, millet porridge is very thick, just enough for one person a bowl. The side dish is the heart of the father's cold mix of beautiful radish strips.

Really tasty!

When I finished packing up, it was already 9 a.m., I drove my parents to my aunt's house, and my parents sighed along the way, this year is a disaster year, the most important thing is to attend the funeral, which is already the 6th.

When I went to my aunt's house to park the car, I saw my cousin busy wearing heavy filial piety. The cousin is really charming, has a lot of friends, is bustling, and everyone is busy in an orderly manner.

Walking to the courtyard, this courtyard was built by my cousin by himself, which was a luxurious configuration at that time. With the passage of time, several of the tiles on the roof have fallen, some of the floor tiles in the courtyard have been almost flattened, and the small vines in the middle have not grown from beginning to end. The big wolf dog was also replaced by a small black dog, listlessly nestled in the corner.

My aunt is 69 years old this year, Gu Laixi this hurdle did not survive, the heart stent because of the "glass blood vessels" reasons, caused other diseases unfortunately died. The mother was very sad and sat at the gate of her aunt's house without saying a word.

Today's wind was particularly strong, blowing to the corner of the wall, whirling, rolling up the leaves of the sky along the wall, as if in response to this funeral.

Someone came over to chat with my mother, and gradually they talked into a small circle, all of them white-haired fellow villagers.

I stood next to my mother, who introduced me to everyone one by one: "This is our boss!" ”

Everyone nodded their heads and didn't ask me what my name was, where I worked, how much I earned, etc. Instead, I sighed that the years were not spared, and stubble after stubble was very fast! Fewer and fewer people can be seen.

Life Diary (November 21, 2021)

When eating, there are not many young people, and the people who serve the dishes are the elderly uncles. The atmosphere became more and more depressing as the wind cooled down and the shivering weather became more and more intense.

There are 7 mothers, sisters and brothers, and now only the mother, the third uncle, and the little aunt are left, and the once lively family has gradually turned into dust and sprinkled in the river of time. The third uncle's gray hair and thin body were always a kind of sickness. The aunt who loves to laugh the most has now lost her smile because of her grandchildren. As for the mother, she was tormented by a series of complications caused by diabetes for many years, and was left with only "waddling". I didn't know how many times the three of them could see each other again, but I always felt that time was draining faster and faster on my mother, and I couldn't do anything about it, I wanted to cry.

Don't attend the funeral in the future.

Life Diary (November 21, 2021)