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It has been 18 years since our family moved into the new yard, and the "new yard" is not new. My yard is located in the eastern part of the county, and the name of the community is called the Deaf and Dumb School Family Home, and there are two rows in front and back. My house is located in the front row, and the second courtyard from the west is my home.
At that time, the mother was still alive, her sideburns were white, she was more than 70 years old, her body was very tough, but her physical strength was already insufficient. My wife and I agreed not to let her old man pick up her son to school. The mother is very diligent at home, and she can also help her wife to do some simple housework of cooking, washing dishes, and choosing dishes.
Sometimes, the mother also cooks herself, or stir-fry a plate of green vegetables, or a bowl of cold dishes. As a result, I can often taste the long-lost egg locust noodles, the Yuqian nest head, or the old chicken soup she cooked herself. When the cooking smoke is thick, the hutong fills the fragrance of my family's food.
When the neighbors got off work and passed in front of my house, they would stop and sigh with envy: "Fragrant! Yummy! "The relationship between the neighbors is harmonious, everyone gets along very friendly, as long as the family encounters something that needs help, just say hello, the alley is immediately crowded with people, it can be described by the idiom of "one call and one response". The neighbors were happy and happy in helping each other, and I lived in harmony with the neighbors.
The wife came home from work, and with her mother, cooking and frying in the kitchen, the two women talked about school and the neighborhood, or things at home, and happy laughter rushed out of the house and floated over the alley. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get along very well, the mother is smart, the wife is virtuous, life is simple, but it is both interesting and happy. In the days when my mother was alive, I was happy and happy, and my heart was as open as the blue sky and as pure as a clear lake. At that time, it was good to have a mother around!
My son also came home from school, and the family sat around the table and watched their son gobble up his meal. He was eating heavily, and half a roast chicken quickly entered his stomach, and he seemed to be in a state of half hunger and half fullness forever. "Half-sized son, eat poor old man!" Not false at all. The wife smiled and squinted at her chubby son, said a witty word, and a pleasant laugh sounded at the table.
The son stopped the chopsticks in his hand, put down the empty bowl, and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Full!" He slipped into the study and hurried to finish his homework. I was helping my mother and wife clean up the "mess" on the table, the steamed buns to be put into the basket, the baskets to be brought into the kitchen, the pots and dishes needed to be washed, and the scraps were cold and hot to be fed to the dogs. Three meals a day, two o'clock and one line, life seems simple, but it is not.
I sat in the study, sat quietly at the desk and read, and the reading habits I had developed over the years not only enriched my life, enriched my life, but also purified my soul and cleansed my soul. "Quiet Don River", "Alive", "Fat Buttocks", "Ordinary World", "Three Words", and "Two Beats", these ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masterpieces have laid a good foundation for my writing; after a few years, my works have continuously flown from here to the outside world, I have become an amateur author, and I have become a little famous in school.
My son spent 20 years in a small courtyard, where he walked through elementary, junior high and high school until he went to study abroad. The small courtyard records his playfulness, but also records his diligence, with the shadow of his childhood and adolescence, the beginning of his life, he let go of hope and dreams in the courtyard.
In front of the family home is the county school for the deaf and dumb, which has a wife and her students, both deaf students (deaf students) and Pei Zhi students (students with intellectual disabilities). Poor children grow up happily in school, and behind each child is an unhappy family, accompanied by an unfortunate story. The wife and her colleagues work tirelessly, day after day, year after year. The courtyard was left with the joyful laughter of the children, and she seemed to see the misfortune of the children's lives, and she was silently praying for them and blessing them.
On the bluestone road, splashes of water splashed, is the spring flower blooming? Or did the red lotus show a bright smile? The gentle spring rain is pouring down non-stop, and the alley has ushered in a spring with red flowers and willows.
About author:Zhang Fuxian, formerly known as Zhang Huifeng, is a geography teacher at Chengwu Bole No.1 Middle School in Shandong Province. Use poetry to record the joys and sorrows of life, use words to describe the good, evil, beauty and ugliness of the world; good reading, love calligraphy, to praise the true feelings of the world, to say all the unfairness of the world. He is a contracted writer of Chinese original novels, who has written the novella "Auspicious and His Partners", as well as short stories, miniature novels, essays, and poems, totaling millions of words, and his works are scattered on various online platforms.
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