Sun Bingwei
The past is like smoke, but the year of Hua Jia accompanied her daughter to take the judicial examination is unforgettable.
One morning in the late autumn of that year, I got a phone call at home, picked up the phone, and there was no sound. Only to hear my daughter's low sobs. My heart suddenly went up to the throat eye. Busy asking, "What's wrong with the child?" What happened? "The daughter didn't speak, just cried. My heart was confused, but I pretended to calmly persuade my daughter not to worry, and said slowly. "Dad, I finally passed the test!" The daughter said this with tears. My heart jumped up and I asked, "Are you talking about the judicial exam?" You repeat! "Dad, I passed my judicial exam!" Hearing my daughter's words, my tears flowed involuntarily. I even said to my daughter with tears in my voice: "The child is too good, so good." Congratulations congratulations..."
What a mixture of joy and tears! Putting down the phone, I let the old tears run wild. Scene after scene of the past comes to mind. The daughter, who is already a year old, has been engaged in legal work for more than six years. In order to obtain this "Legal Professional Qualification Certificate" issued by the Ministry of Justice of the People's Republic of China, I have been painstakingly searching for six years and studying hard in the cold window. Almost all of his spare time is spent reviewing the judicial examination. In six years, I have participated in six national judicial examinations and failed six times, and on several occasions the scores are close to the passing score line, the most recent one is a step away. After every exam, I see my daughter wash her face with tears. Our old two mouths looked at the pain in their eyes and in their hearts. At first, he encouraged her, but then he directly advised her to give up. This kind of examination is called "the first major examination in China", and the certificate has a high gold content. Hundreds of thousands of people compete every year, which is too difficult to test. It is not worth it to exhaust the body. But every time she failed, her daughter gritted her teeth and insisted on continuing to review the next year before going to the exam room. Two years ago, the daughter put on a wedding dress and became pregnant a year later. This time we thought we should give up. Unexpectedly, the stubborn daughter took the exam and participated in the revision and examination of that year with her pregnancy, and the result ended in failure.
In April of the same year, the youngest grandson was born. The child is waiting to be fed, and the daughter is a new mother, busy. This time it's time to dispel my thoughts. Just out of confinement, my daughter discussed with us that day, "Mommy and Daddy, I still want to take the exam again, I want to use the maternity leave to fight again." Looking at the daughter's determined eyes, our old two looked at each other and said happily, "Well, daughter, you can fight again, the child is brought by us." "A baby who has just come out of the moon is cared for by us in the year of the flower nails. Haha, how easy is it? Every morning after the daughter has finished feeding the child, she will go back to her own home to review. Every time we leave, our daughter's reluctant look of her own child makes us really unbearable. But we advised our daughter to rest assured, rest assured to review, the child has us!
We dropped out of the elderly vocal music and calligraphy classes we attended, and went all out to take care of the children and support our daughter's review. For five months, I have eaten, drunk, and slept... and I have to feed scientifically, and I can't make any mistakes. The children grew up day by day, but our old two fell several pounds. In mid-September, with the expectations of the whole family, my daughter walked into the examination room of the national judicial examination for the seventh time. After returning from the exam, we didn't dare to ask how the exam was, but just let our daughter take a good rest. The daughter, who was extremely tired, had run out of milk because of excessive mental pressure. She said to her son miserably, "Child, the mother can't stand you", which caused her wife to cry.
The doorbell rang and it was my daughter who was back! Opening the door, the daughter stepped in and threw herself into her mother's arms and cried. Haha, this time the crying is different. I think it's a cathartic cry! A kind of release cry! A happy cry! A kind of proud cry!
I dipped my pen and ink and wrote a picture for my daughter:
"The cold window has been struggling hard for ten years, dancing the east wind on the road of seeking, fighting many battles and winning the will, and the reward of heavenly piety will eventually become a jade."One Point Fushan Bookstore