Spring came, and the mother, who had been nestling at home for a winter, would occasionally take advantage of the fact that in the morning her father was asleep and her sister was cooking.
Before going out, the mother would hang the key on her chest. The key chain was given to grandma by her niece.
Usually, as soon as the mother closes the door, there is the sound of the key poking the keyhole.
"Girl, hand your phone to your mother."
Usually, when the mother opens the door and comes in, she will stand in the doorway, holding the door frame with one hand, supporting the quadriceps muscles on the thigh with the other hand, bending the tired waist into a 90-degree waist, and straightening it again.
My sister would come out of the kitchen, hand her phone to her mother, and watch her press the elevator downstairs and close the door.
Usually, the sister had just returned to the kitchen and the door lock would ring again.
"Forgot to bring a hat, went out of the unit door and found that there was a wind blowing on the scalp, cold."
Usually, when the mother enters the door, she will stand on the foot cushion in the doorway and reach for the hat in the cabinet above the shoe cabinet.
When she was young, her mother had long, thick, jet-black hair, braided into two long braids. Today, my mother's hair is thin and gray, and she can no longer completely cover her scalp...
"Mom, if you think about it, why don't you forget?"
Usually, the sister would not help but laugh and remind the old lady again.
The mother blinked at the big and watery eyes that were young and now full of wrinkles, looked up to make a thought, and then grinned: "Girl, my mother forgot to wear a mask." ”
