□ Xu Lintian
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Mom left our family a month before the Qingming Dynasty this year.
The day my mother left, the sun was shining, the magnolia flowers, plum blossoms, and peach blossoms in our courtyard were blooming brightly, as if they were sending a ride for my mother; the day my mother left was my grandmother's birthday, I don't know if it was a coincidence of time, or the doom in the dark, from the beginning of life to the end of life, my mother returned to the dearest and most beloved grandmother, as her heart and liver baby.
Plum flowers in the yard of the family
Magnolia flowers in the yard of the home
Since July last year, my mother has felt unwell, her skin is yellow, her appetite is weak, her mental state is not good, and her sister accompanies her mother to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.
At first, I thought that my mother had acute hepatitis and would not be a big problem, but as the examination progressed step by step, the actual situation was far from being as simple as imagined. On July 16, my mother was admitted to Lin'an District People's Hospital, and when I was about to leave work on the afternoon of the 19th, my lover called: My mother was suffering from a malignant cholangiocar tumor. My spirit suddenly collapsed, and tears burst out of my eyes: How could a mother who had never been sick and hospitalized, who had always been energetic and always optimistic and cheerful, who had always been healthy and healthy, get this disease at the age of 84?
I contacted Zhejiang University Shaw Hospital through my friend, and on the 21st, I sent my mother to the hospital for treatment, and after more than 20 days, the indicators gradually became normal, and then I recuperated at home. After New Year's Day this year, my mother had complications such as celiac effusion and pain, and she was hospitalized for the second time, and the whole family sought medical treatment while seeking medical treatment, combining traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, reducing the pain of her mother as much as possible, while accompanying her, so that she could feel the warmth and affection of her family.
In the days of accompanying my mother, watching my mother's emaciation day by day, I felt infinite helplessness, pain and suffering in my heart; but I also strongly felt the strength and greatness of my mother, and I never cried out a pain after the illness, and sometimes I laughed and laughed to broaden our hearts. Accompanying her mother, she can also be more and more infected with her mother's love and yearning for life, the wisdom and calmness of life, and the silent details of those moisturizing things in her ordinary life reflect sincerity and selflessness, and the more she recalls, the more she is surrounded by these warm forces.
Father (first from right) mother (second from left) and me and my wife
I work in the provincial capital, usually live in Hangzhou, return to Lin'an on weekends to rest, and leave home at 6:30 a.m. on Monday morning to go to work. Mom will definitely prepare a hot and nutritious meal for me before 6 o'clock, including eggs, vegetable bags, eight treasure porridge, etc. Although I have repeatedly mentioned not to get up so early, my mother has always insisted. For decades, I have eaten my mother's breakfast to go to work, full of energy and confidence to start a new journey of the week, do every job and everything, and treat everyone kindly. Because my mother taught me to do it in this way, with love in my heart, I will be strong under my feet and energetic in my work.
The vegetable garden of my hometown
Mother tends the vegetable patch
Mom is introverted and easy-going, but the willpower is firm, and if she is accurate, she will do it without hesitation, whether it is illness, fatigue, grievance, or grievance, and her mother bears it alone, without complaint.
Every time mom goes back to her hometown Longgang, it is always the busiest and hardest, what festivals to plant what vegetables, what vegetables to apply what fertilizer, a week or two did not go home, the vegetable field weeds and sentient beings, mom will take care of it clean as soon as she arrives, like a magician of the earth, the yard, vegetable field is as beautiful as the garden, there is always a steady stream of fresh fruits and vegetables throughout the year, the whole family always can't finish eating. Every week, when the mother returns from her hometown, she will bring some self-grown seasonal vegetables, a share for her daughter, a share for her own family, a share for her relatives and neighbors, and sometimes when taking the bus, she will give it to drivers who have never known each other.
The last time I returned to my hometown in Longgang, I heard Aunt Chen from the same village talk about a past event from 30 years ago: "In the cold winter of 1992, our couple came from Longgang to buy New Year goods in Qianzhen, when it was late and did not catch the last train. Your parents not only enthusiastically stayed with us for dinner, but also made room for you to live in for marriage. Your mother's sincerity to people has made us remember for a lifetime. ”
Mother (bottom left) and father (top right)
Mom does not have any bold words, some are just the most simple words and actions, but she left our children with the most precious original intentions: gratitude, awe, sincerity, hard work, kindness...
Qingming is coming, and I am writing, which is my memorial to my mother.
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