In the early morning of the sixth day of the Chinese New Year in 2009, I said goodbye to my family and embarked on the train south to Guangzhou.
Before leaving, my mother prepared my luggage for me while instructing me to do this and that. My mouth was perfunctory, but my mind was how to deal with the tricky customers tomorrow.
It was my father who sent me to the station, and when he left, he said to me: "Take care of yourself outside, call your mother a few more times, don't think she's long-winded."
I "Hey! With a sound, he hurried into the station.
The station was crowded with people, and it was hard to squeeze into the train. After finding a seat and putting your luggage away, I was exhausted.
I bought a hard seat ticket, and during such a peak period of the Spring Festival, it is not easy to buy a ticket. And I'm not a very picky person.
My seat was in the hallway, and sitting next to me was a young girl who was sleeping against the window with her earplugs on her head.
I leaned back in my seat and pulled out a box of chocolates, my mother had bought me my favorite flavor yesterday.
The image comes from the Internet
Opposite sat a middle-aged woman and two little girls, two little girls sitting in a seat. The older girl sitting by the window was almost a teenager, wearing a red cotton jacket and short hair with ears, and a hairpin on each side. The girl seemed to have just been wronged, and her face showed sadness that did not match her age.
The little girl had been staring at me since I sat down, her eyes not blinking.
I felt cute, so I peeled off a piece of chocolate and handed it to her, she looked at the woman next to her, saw that the woman did not speak, and timidly took it. Whispered, "Thank you uncle!"
It is the accent of Linxian County, and it should be a passenger at the previous stop.
I quickly quipped, "I want to call my brother!" The little girl didn't speak anymore, but her big eyes kept looking at me.
I smiled and asked her, "What's your name?"
"My name is Little Loach!" She still spoke very quietly.
"Why is it called a loach?"
"I don't know, but they call it that all the time."
"Then she's your sister, right?" I pointed to the older girl.
The little loach nodded.
Then my phone rang, and I called from home. It was the mother's voice: "Got in the car?" Why don't you make a phone call? ”
"Didn't I just get in the car?" I replied.
Every time I left, my mother was always nagging and nagging, and I was not a person who liked to listen to nagging.
I was a little impatient with my mother's nagging.
So before she could talk again, I continued, "It's noisy in the car, I'll call you when I get there." He hung up the phone.
The little girl was very clever, saw my displeasure, tilted her head and said to me: "Uncle... Brother, aren't you happy with the phone call either? My mom wasn't happy on the phone either and cried yesterday. My phone number in my house is not like yours, you can't take it with you, but my second uncle has your kind of phone. ”
After saying that, she looked at the woman next to her again.
It was clear that this woman was their mother.
The woman didn't seem to hear her, her eyes looking out the window, her face full of anxiety and sorrow.
I don't see a woman's age, maybe in her 40s, maybe 50. But as the mother of two children next to her, this age may be a little older.
I smiled at the little loach and said, "So where are you going today?" Then he handed her another chocolate.
The little girl did not refuse, and it was obvious that she liked to eat such chocolate as much as I did.
"Go to my dad, who didn't come home for the New Year this year and said he was going to make money to buy me KFC to eat. Yesterday the second uncle called, and today my mother took me and my sister to see my father. The little loach visibly felt less strange to me and spoke much louder.
Then he pulled on the woman's sleeve and said, "Mom, how long will it take to arrive, I can't wait to eat KFC, but Dad promised me last year."
The woman turned her head back, did not answer, just glanced at the phone in my hand and then stopped talking.
As you can see, the woman's mind is very heavy.
After a few moments, the woman seemed to have plucked up enough courage to say to me in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, can I borrow your phone and use it?" And then he said, "I'm not going to use it for long, I'm going to pay you."
I handed it to her without hesitation, and she said thank you and quickly took it.
She was really anxious to make a call.
The phone was connected, and the woman immediately asked the other person: "How is the situation?" After listening to the other person for a while, she said, "That's it, I'll be there at night."
But she still tried to be as calm and polite as possible, took ten yuan out of her pocket and handed it to her mobile phone and said, "Thank you."
Naturally, I wouldn't take her money, but she insisted on giving it. In the stalemate, my phone rang.
When the call came from home, my mother's nagging voice: "How did you put that sweater in the house, didn't I put it away for you?"
"Oops! I have said how many times, Guangzhou is not cold. I raised my voice.
"Oh, well then! Don't forget to call back when you're there. "My mother felt my displeasure. I hung up the phone with an "Oh" sound.
Then the phone rang again, and just as I was impatient and ready to hang up, I found that it was a strange number, so I sorted out my emotions and connected: "Hello, hello!"
It was a man's voice, with a County accent: "Hello, I am looking for my sister-in-law, the woman who just called me."
I immediately handed her the phone.
This time she spoke for a long time, and from her intermittent phone calls, I understood the general situation.
The child's father was in a car accident, lying in the hospital, the situation was already very bad, the doctor issued a critical illness notice, waiting for her to sign it.
。
The woman's face went from hopeful when she answered the phone to despair when she hung up the phone.
She didn't speak when she handed me the phone.
I think she might have had a bad premonition, or she wouldn't have had to take her two children to the hospital.
However, when things really happen, no one can keep their composure.
The eldest daughter next to her could not cry, and she had reached the age of a teenager who knew what it would mean to lose her father.
But the little loach did not understand, and she looked at her mother and sister with her innocent eyes. She really didn't understand why they would be unhappy that they could eat KFC soon.
The young woman sitting next to me was still asleep, and she did not hear the misfortune of the mother and son across from me, and I did not feel a little envious of her.
At this time, the little loach is still innocent and cute.
Now she still can't feel the pain of "the son wants to raise but does not wait".
I silently opened the phone, dialed the phone at home, and the sound of my mother's still nagging voice came from the other end of the phone...