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Saying that I would take my mother to see the Gesang flowers, I immediately decided not to sleep, otherwise my mother would pinch her fingers and count, and she would say angrily: "Go at this time, and when you go there, you will 'fight' there." "Our hometown is too cultured, called "Doushi" at noon.

The mother is also considered "educated" in the countryside, although it is only "high and small", the arithmetic is excellent, and the work is "well-known". Every Time the New Year evaporated cake, no matter whether it was "three seven pairs" or "four or six mixes", how many glutinous rice flour and how many japonica rice noodles in a cage, sixteen and two scales, she came out with a little flick in her head.

When my mother was young, in addition to working in the fields every day, she also had to take care of the food and drink of our family. So instead of living a simple rural life of "working at sunrise and resting at sunset", it is planned inside and out: what time to get up to make breakfast, what time to work in the field, what time to finish work, what time to feed the pigs, a few times to wash, a few times to take the soles of shoes, what time to sleep... This is all in line with the president-level schedule, and there is no secretary to remind, all relying on the mother's long-term "heart".

When the mother threw away the farm work and went to the city to help me take the children, she did not need to get up very early, and what was heartbreaking was that she could not sleep, and the stubborn biological clock still made her get up at five o'clock in the morning. She made us breakfast, and then waited for us to get up while washing clothes, washed clothes and still didn't see us get up, only to remember that it was the weekend, so she had the patience to wait, seeing that breakfast was going to get cold, she couldn't help but knock on the door and said: "If you don't get up again, it's time to eat lunch!" "In fact, it is not so late, it is only past 8:30, but it has been more than three hours for her to get up."

When we had breakfast and cleaned up, my mother began to prepare lunch: choose vegetables, wash vegetables, cut well, stew on the stew. In the mother's view, the family's meal is the top important, an old farmer's thinking is: how to work hard without eating? So everyone has to eat every meal on time and in quantity. When she makes lunch, if I feel that breakfast is late, lazily lying down and not wanting to eat, I will be scolded for "no time" (not eating and doing things according to the rules). Under the guidance of my mother, the life of our family is extremely regular, and the big and small ones go to bed early and get up early.

When my children grow up, my mother will not live in my house, but sometimes I will take advantage of my absence to "raid", see that the health situation at home is not very good, just do it, see that there is no food in the refrigerator, I bought vegetables and washed and cut them well on the plate, and at the beginning I came back to see me and cried, just like a child who has just been weaned.

Later, I gradually got used to it, and I was also used to going to bed late and getting up late, but I was still afraid that my mother would find clues when she "raided". In the morning, the phone rang, I was still in the bed, and when I saw that it was my mother's phone, I jumped up from the bed, cleared my throat, adjusted the state to look like I had been up for a long time, and then picked it up. The mother asked: "If I haven't answered for half a day, have I not gotten up yet?" I hurriedly said, "When I got up, I got up a long time ago." The mother said half-believingly, "Did you eat breakfast?" Without even thinking about it, I said, "Eat." "What to eat?" Asked again over there. Yeah, what to eat? I haven't thought about it yet. "Make rice." I'm prevaricating. "What do you eat?" Mom knows that she doesn't eat instant rice and likes to eat wontons. "Wontons." I said hurriedly. Mom seemed to believe it and said, "I saw you didn't have any wontons in your refrigerator the day before yesterday, and you wrapped them again yesterday?" Then I said something about how to wrap the wontons, how to cook them to be delicious, and so on, and I responded with "mm-hmm", and then I said, "Nothing will hang up." I hurriedly said, "It's all right." When my husband saw my appearance, he couldn't help but laugh wildly: "I didn't expect that someone could still lower you." ”

In fact, my mother is not a "difficult" person, she is not accustomed to us "not sleeping at night, getting up early", doing things "no time is not tight" (no concept of time). So this time to take my mother out on a trip, I naturally considered the time to get up before going to bed, and I felt that there would be no delay, so I adjusted the alarm clock to sleep. I didn't expect to be half an hour later than my mother's time, I saw that I was about to turn my face, I quickly explained while pulling out my mobile phone to show my mother the photos taken by friends, saying how beautiful it is, it is not too late to go now. Mom seemed to be attracted by the beauty, so she forgot to count me down and followed me to the car.

After getting out of the car, I walked forward while looking at the mobile phone navigation, but when I turned around, I saw my mother far behind, and when I looked back at her, she struggled to speed up her steps, and her slightly fat body shook violently, and her legs were limping. Maybe it was because of the farm work, my mother had always been very strong, the kind of walking with the wind, and if I carried something in my hand and walked behind her, the farther I fell. As soon as she looked back at my grinding look, she grabbed the thing in my hand and said, "Hurry up!" "Then go straight ahead and let me chase one foot deep and one foot shallow in the back."

But I don't know when it started, my mother didn't go as fast as before, often complained about leg and foot pain, pasted a lot of plasters, hit many acupuncture, and her legs still hurt. Mom is a tough person, the doctor has always been not active, said to go to the hospital is a waste of money, but this leg pain makes her soft, she helplessly said: "If you tell me to sit still all day, how uncomfortable it will be!" This leg has to be cured. "But this leg is obviously not cured, in order to be able to come out with me, it is hidden from the disease." My heart suddenly felt bad. I turned back to help her go, but she threw away my hand and said, "It's not that serious, I can go." I had to slow down and follow her.

Seeing the sea of flowers in the distance, we were all happy, and the mother seemed to forget the leg pain and took a few steps. Although there is a little rain, there are many tourists wandering in the sea of flowers, holding cameras and mobile phones, photographing flowers from all angles, and also posing in various shapes to photograph themselves.

I also excitedly held up my mobile phone to take pictures of my mother, and in the shot, a large number of pink Gesang flowers reflected my mother's face very rosy. My mother smiled happily, and also duly posed a "flower picking" action and asked me: "Is this good?" "I said good very well. And I seemed to remember the way she used to pick tea, and I couldn't help but laugh. The mother said that she wanted to take off her coat and take another picture, the clothes inside looked better, and later said that she wanted to hold up her red umbrella to take another picture, and sure enough, it looked good.

I showed my mother the good photo, and she thought that the umbrella was particularly good, so she said that you also held a red umbrella to take a picture. I held up the umbrella and set up the "POSE" for her to take a picture for me, but my mother fiddled with the mobile phone for a long time, and my fingers clumsily touched the phone many times without pressing the shutter, and when I was almost impatient, I finally said yes. I took a look at it, felt that it was not as good as hers, and complained that she did not take a good picture, so she said dismissively: "As long as the photo is taken clearly, it is good, I was originally 'on the image'." "Shangxiang" and "photogenic" are one meaning, and I have to weakly say: "Yes, yes..." And what I thought in my heart was that the so-called "shangxiang" might be the moment when I laughed out of my heart.

Mom is a "homeless" person, and everyone who goes out to play is very happy, even if the legs and feet hurt. But I rarely accompanied her, and often could not do what she wanted.

That day, my mother pointed to the bus stop sign and said to me: "Oh, this road bus is to the North Ring Market." I knew I should have followed her up: "Oh, then I'll accompany you to the North Market to buy a shirt." "But I just didn't take her words." My mother said several times that I would go to the North Ring Market to buy shirts, but I did not say anything. According to my past experience, she does not like the general clothes in the market, and she generally can't wear them if she likes them, and it is rare to meet them and they are too expensive to wear. After struggling for half a day between buying and not buying, I decided to "see again". So continue to shop, suddenly will meet a stall owner is a fellow countryman, and then there is a very "hometown to meet the old" taste, chatting and chatting, my age, occupation, home address is not a secret. I desperately pulled her sleeve and did not leave, and said: "Just buy the clothes of the fellow, the fellow will not lie to me, it will be good." If you buy it and compare it with the old lady next door, find that the same clothes are expensive to buy yourself, and toss and turn in bed at night, hesitating: "Maybe my quality is better than hers?" ”

I didn't accompany her to the market, and I still didn't want to go, so I bought her one online. She received a courier carrying a shirt and came to me, saying it was not good. I asked her to put it on for me to see, and she obediently put it on and spun around in front of me. I said, "Isn't that pretty good?" It's cheaper than the market. Then she said, "That's it." "But I obviously felt that my mother didn't go to the market to buy clothes, and I suddenly felt a little guilty, maybe my mother didn't really need a shirt, she wanted the time when her daughter was with her."

Pictures of Kelsang flowers have always been stored in my mobile phone, and I often take them out to admire. Looking at the mother in the photo is really happy, can not see the signs of leg pain, is it because of the flowers?

Baidu chade, "Kelsang" in Tibetan means "good time" or "happiness", so Kelsang flower is also called happiness flower. Maybe the mother meets the Kelsang flower is to meet a good time, and the good time for the mother is to have the company of the children every day, is to be able to nag in front of the children every moment, or even just silently pay for the children of the day and night, with such a time, the mother's heart will be full of Gesang flowers.

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