"Husband, why are you crying?" If people think of sad things and are asked what is wrong, then those sad things will suddenly appear in front of them, as if they have just happened.....
"I think of my mother." A big man, think mom wants to cry, it's ridiculous, my mom has been gone for more than ten years, then I was junior high school, my mother was a teacher, doing logistics in the school where I was studying, originally he was the class teacher of the third graduating class, the result was because of illness, the body could not support her to stay on the front line, she was a good teacher, so always love to be anxious with the students, maybe people who love to be anxious, really easy to get sick... My mom also ended up dying of this disease, cancer...
The earliest to know that she was sick was when I was in elementary school, adults will not tell me more, they told me that it is a tumor, on the gallbladder, it is good to remove, where will children understand these, see the reaction of adults, know that it is very serious, but it can be cured, is my idea at that time, if they say to me that it is cancer, then I should be scared, after all, the cancer in the TV series is dead...
Later, my mother had surgery, everyone said that it was quite successful, but after my mother got out of the hospital bed, she didn't like to "manage me" anymore, I thought it was because of the illness to recover some days, but after a few years she was no longer that, what I wanted to eat, what I wanted, would do it for me, bought me the mother... She stopped cleaning my room, she forced me to clean up and do my own laundry, and she would buy the dishes I liked to eat, and then let me cut the vegetables and teach me how to cook them. Usually, my father is cooking, but when there is a dish that I especially want to eat, my mother will force me to make it myself, saying that these dishes made by my father are particularly difficult to eat, and my father did make beef with black and brown inside once, maybe at that time, my mother instructed him to deliberately make it like that.
Anyway, by junior high school, I was already a child who could cook, and at that time, I showed my kitchen knowledge with my classmates. In the second grade of junior high school, when other children were still children who made dumplings at home to play with dough, I was already a person who would make meat fillings with my own noodles and make a meat cake, of course, I would also stew meat to eat, hehe... But I really can't make dumplings, and I still won't, probably because I loved meat since I was a child, and my mother only had time to teach me these meat dishes... Although I didn't make it so delicious, it was better than the kind of medicine my mother drank every day, I don't remember the name of the medicine, I only remember that it was made with the skin of a toad, super disgusting taste...
At that time, my mother always joked with me, "Mom doesn't have the guts, mom doesn't dare to use fire!" ”
By the third year of junior high school, my mother's condition worsened, she no longer went to work, every day at home to do a hygiene, she began to help me clean up the house, cook the meals I like to eat, I was happy for a while, and then my mother no longer did housework, can only rest in bed every day, I clearly know the seriousness of the matter
Mom began not to love to eat, every day Dad will make some porridge, or soup water to feed Mom to eat, so it did not last long, soup water mom can not swallow, began to use hanging water to maintain, I am still thinking "Wait for Mom to be well, you have to make up for the body, this time are thin." ”
But she didn't get any better, people are getting smaller and smaller, yes, "getting smaller and smaller", and the word "small" may not be appropriate to describe the size of people, but my impression at that time was really not "thin", but "small". After a long period of not eating, she was consuming her body, fat, muscles every day, and finally she was slowly left with only bones and skin sacs, a skeleton, and a layer of skin on the outside, how big could it be? My lips were also atrophied and chapped, and if I were a schoolboy, or I didn't know that this person was my mother, I would probably be scared to cry...
I was about to take the middle school entrance examination, and there was still more than a month to go to the middle school examination, and it was when I was sprinting in school, and I was endorsing in the classroom that day, and my aunt came to pick me up and let me go home to see my mother, her eyes were a little red. Why not wait for school to end, I actually know the reason in my heart, when I left the classroom, the teacher patted me on the shoulder, and I couldn't say a word and was led to the car by my aunt.
When I got home to see my mother, my mind was still confused, and my mother saw that my eyes seemed to light up a little, as if she had suddenly developed a spirit, she waved at me, and there was something to say to me, and the dry mouth and throat made it very difficult for her to speak, and I leaned over and listened to her say in a vague voice
"You're going to cook, Pengpeng is almost out of school",
Well, my little name is Pengpeng, because I am more than my dad because of playing basketball, maybe her vague consciousness and eyes, think of me as my dad, or maybe it is back to the light, anyway, after listening to this sentence, I feel that I have been confused, the next thing I feel like a walking dead, until the end of the funeral, the ashes are buried, this memory I may be missing, or I really don't know what happened.
Now my own children have also gone to school, but this memory has always been in the depths of my mind, and today, I was reminded of my wife's words.
"Go cook, the kids are almost out of school"
The adoptive party knows the kindness of the parents, some truths, and when it is understood, it is so late