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In junior high school, leather shoes were a sign in my mind, a sign of a state cadre, a national food or a rich person. Polished leather shoes are worn on the feet, and walking looks energetic and exuberant. For me, who wears the "thousand-layer bottom" made by my mother for many years, it should be a happy thing to be able to wear leather shoes. In today's terms, it should be a big thing that is enough to brush up on the "sense of existence". In fact, mother Na's mille-feuille bottom cloth shoes are very comfortable to wear, and they do not sweat or smell their feet. But I still want to wear leather shoes, a pair of my own leather shoes.
Classmate Wang Haijun has a pair of leather shoes that his brother prepared for blind dates. Single, the style is not trendy, but the upper is set with a small rectangular piece of metal, which is very beautiful. His brother gave him these shoes after he got married. I had a reason to borrow it for nearly a week. It feels good, especially when walking on the road, and the "snapping" sound of the iron palm on the heel of the shoe slapping the road surface is very pleasant. Looking back on it now, what a hypocritical excitement it was!
In the late spring of the second grade of junior high school, my father suddenly bought me a pair of leather shoes, which were very beautiful. Dark brown, although there is no shiny metal sheet, the upper has a circle of leather rope woven bulges, with two brown and red laces, very good-looking. The point is that my father told me personally that he bought it for me. I was so excited that I was about to cry – I finally had my own shoes. That excitement, that euphoria, I think more exciting than the New Year.
Although I have my own leather shoes, I can't wear them every day, after all, they are not cloth shoes made by my mother. Therefore, except for big things or New Year's holidays, I can't wear them, and when I wear them old, my father will not buy them for me again. So when I go to relatives, spend the New Year, and then go on stage to receive the award, I will wear it.
I knew my father was a little partial to me, because my sister, who was only a year older than me, didn't have shoes. So every time I put on my shoes, I had a sense of shame and tried not to meet my sister or walk around, but my father bought a scarf for my sister and spent more than four yuan, which was compensation!
Every time I put on my shoes, I have to dry outside. At this time, my mother would take an old hand towel, soft and soft, dipped in water, and carefully wiped the mud on my shoes. After washing, rub the oil with a piece of pork skin wrapped in a plastic bag. This is what the second aunt in the city said: polishing shoes with pork is not only bright, but also new. So my mother often polished my shoes and often told me to be careful. I understand my mother, after all, it cost seventy-nine dollars and fifty cents to buy. At that time, my father's monthly salary was only forty-three yuan and eight cents and three cents. I felt more and more happy at home, so I secretly decided to study hard, and when I grew up, I would definitely pay a high salary, and I also bought a pair of leather shoes for my mother, which also made my mother happy.
After putting on the new leather shoes, one thing has always puzzled me: Why did my father spend so much money to buy me leather shoes? He didn't have it himself. Later, I heard Teacher Jia, who had an office with his father, say that his father went to a meeting at Xiguan Primary School in the city and saw that the children in the city not only had good grades, but also mostly wore small leather shoes. So I told Teacher Jia that if my son put on small leather shoes, he would be more handsome and study better! Teacher Jia said, that's ah, you can also buy a pair for your child! The father was moved, he was poor since he was a child, and he did not want his children to live a poor life again, so he bought a pair of leather shoes for the children. But my father didn't have that much money with him, so he borrowed it from his colleagues. At that time, everyone's salary was not high, and several people only had enough money for a pair of leather shoes. The embarrassed father weighed it up and bought it for his son. As compensation, he bought a flower scarf for his daughter. But in less than half a year, my father sold cotton, and my sister also had a pair of red leather shoes, but it was not as expensive as my pair. But until the year I entered the university, my father wore his mother's old black-faced cloth shoes...
This period of dust for many years has been engraved in my heart, and I can't forget it, nor do I dare to forget it. Although it is better now, I dare to buy a few hundred yuan of leather shoes. But like my father, slowly, I also like to wear my mother's "thousand layer bottom". But my mother was old and could no longer make old cloth shoes
Time flies, the sufferings of the past, the best memories left for people, is the warm, constant affection and unforgettable memories, just use this document to give all the fathers and mothers who are willing to give their children, cherish the family affection, cherish our good days now...
About author:Chen Huaqing, male, member of Yuncheng Writers Association, is currently working at Yuncheng Experimental Middle School in Shandong Province, a Chinese teacher. He loves writing, music, and calligraphy. Life belief: As long as you live, you must be happy, do not forget your original heart, and be a person with a heart for life. Pen has been cultivating paper fields for more than 30 years, writing life with heart and recording inner emotions.
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