Country Documentary: The Story of Me and My Four Mothers

Text: Ark of the Desert

Pictured: Vulgar photography

The protagonist of the story is called Lu Yujuan, whose name is Yingwa. For the sake of writing and reading, allow me to write in the first person.

When I was young, I knew from the words of outsiders that I was a child adopted by my mother, but I didn't know where my biological mother lived, let alone who she was.

When I reached the age of ten, some people in the village talked about how much water this child grew, how beautiful the skin and tender flesh were, and how beautiful the two big eyes were! Looking at her younger siblings, they all looked black and not slippery, and when they looked at them, they knew that they were not born of a mother.

I learned from my aunt that I was a child raised by my parents. Parents have been married for seven years and have not been able to conceive children, and the elderly say that holding a child may lead the way. Probably the meaning of "throwing bricks and leading jade". So my mother raised me and named me "Yingwa".

Not to mention, my mother's luck was really good, and in the second year after she raised me, my mother actually became pregnant! This is a great joy for parents. My parents loved me even more, and they saw me as a lucky star in the family, a baby bump.

In the third year, my brother was born, and my brother, along with my adoptive parents, was strong, but his skin was dark, and his eyes resembled that of an adoptive father.

The birth of my brother did not deprive my parents of their love for me. They still enjoy the delicious food and drinks as much as I can, and never scold me to take care of my brother, but I like to tease my brother to play. Whenever my parents saw me happily teasing my brother, they couldn't help but praise me for being a good girl who understood things.

Five years later, my mother gave birth to a younger sister, and my aunt praised my mother for her good fortune. My mother always said with a smile: This is all a blessing brought to me by Li Yingwa!

When I reached the age of school, my mother took my little hand and sent me to school. Some people say that the mother, the introduction of the baby is not your own child, let her learn so early in the morning? How nice it would be to let her help you with your baby at home! The mother replied: No matter how difficult it is, I can't delay my daughter's reading and literacy, my two children can be pulled by kittens and puppies!

My mother said and did the same, and my parents fed me from elementary school to high school. My younger brother only graduated from junior high school, and my sister dropped out of school to help her parents do farm work at home before graduating from junior high school.

When I was in high school, I talked to a young man from a neighboring village, and his parents did not interfere. My mother prepared a rich dowry for me and married me. When I stepped into the wedding car, my mother cried like a child and seemed to have lost her life.

I entered the door of my in-laws' house, and my husband had three brothers, my husband ranked second, and he had two sisters in the family. My mother-in-law felt that I had left my biological parents to be raised by others since I was a child, which was really pitiful. Everything looks up to me, whether it is doing farm work or housework, she always let me do it easier. My mother-in-law, my second mother, treated me like a daughter-in-law.

During the confinement period when I gave birth to my child, my mother-in-law took good care of me every day, and what I wanted to eat and drink, my mother-in-law tried her best to satisfy me. In order to let me have a good rest, at night she slept with her baby in her arms and bathed and washed the child's diaper. I don't know in which lifetime I have cultivated the blessing, but I actually met such a good mother-in-law.

In the fifth year after I got married, my biological parents came to my in-laws' house to meet me.

First of all, my biological father, my husband's cousin came to my house and said that my father is now older, and the only idea is to recognize me in his lifetime and renew the father-daughter relationship.

This sudden request from my biological father to recognize my relatives made me very reluctant. I wanted to understand why my biological parents had given me away in the first place. It turned out that the marriage of the biological parents was arranged by the parents, and the father was teaching in Fujian County, Shandong Province, and was firmly opposed to this marriage.

After he married his mother, he found that their three views and temperaments were completely different, so he ignored the obstruction of his grandparents and went through divorce procedures. I was only two years old when my parents divorced, and my father left me wanting my grandparents to raise. Who knew that my grandparents secretly gave me to my adoptive parents in order to get revenge on my father.

Later, the father married a female teacher, and they had four children. My stepmother was a sensible woman who was particularly supportive of my father's search for me to recognize. So my father turned around and found me.

In the face of an old man who is more than a year old, how can I refuse with all my heart, so I recognized my biological father. While acknowledging his biological father, he naturally recognized his stepmother.

To my surprise, my stepmother was indeed a rare and kind mother. Ever since she recognized me as a stepmother, she actually regarded me as her own, bringing me a lot of good things every time I went to their house, and constantly buying me new clothes. During the summer vacation, I took my children to their homes to help them with their homework. I felt like I had found my mother.

Let's talk about my biological mother, after she divorced my father, she married a farmer in a neighboring village of her in-laws' family, and she gave birth to two sons and a daughter, and the family's life was not bad. But my mother was worried about me and missed me all the time.

One day, she finally plucked up the courage to run to the door of her in-laws' house to recognize me. At that time, I was overwhelmed, and my kind mother-in-law repeatedly persuaded: After all, she is the person who brought you into this world, don't care, she gave birth to you in ten months of pregnancy, and she does not recognize her as intolerable! Under the persuasion of my mother-in-law, I recognized my birth mother again.

Since my birth mother's house was close to my in-laws' house, she would often come to the house to help me with some farm work or clean up the housework. But every time she came, she seemed very reserved, and I felt that I had nothing to say to her, and I never called her "Mom".

Every time she was going home, I sent her out the door and walked away silently when I saw her. But after a while, she came again. And I never visited her house once.

Now, in addition to my mother-in-law's death, all three of my mothers are still alive, and they all love me and my children. I love them too! It's just that in my heart, I still have a distinction between near and far!