Xiyan Media News Huining No. 1, No. 116, 2022
About the Author:
Zhu Xuejun, male, born in February 1968, is a senior chinese teacher in middle school. He is currently the principal of Huining Kechuang Middle School, and was the Chinese teacher of the first Hongzhi Class Fraternity Class of Huining No. 1 Middle School. He has served as a class teacher or grade director for 28 consecutive years, and has won the honorary titles of Municipal Gardener, Municipal Famous Teacher, Municipal Backbone Teacher, Municipal Excellent Class Teacher, etc., and won the "Spring Bud Cup" Essay Gardener Award, the second prize of the Teacher's Equal Topic Essay Competition in the National Finals of the Innovative Composition Competition, and the National Special Prize and First Prize of the Teacher's Launch essay competition of "Language Teaching Communication". He is the co-author of "Commentary on the Translation of Ancient Poetry of the First Chinese" and published many provincial papers.
Walked a man, closed a home
— Mourning my mother
Text/Zhu Xuejun
After cleaning up the room, walking out of the courtyard and closing the courtyard door, I heard the suppressed sobbing of my father, sisters and brothers around me.
The mother is gone, and we can't leave the father alone in this old courtyard. We're going to take our father, and the old yard can only be closed. It's really a person who has walked, closed a door, and closed a home! This was the home we once longed for, full of laughter and laughter, but now there is only an empty yard left!
The mother walked very suddenly, very "violently", seemingly without warning. So far we don't know the cause of my mother's death, I took my mother's drug bill, consulted several doctors of different levels, they all suspected that it was myocardial infarction and the like, but the previous examination of this disease did not find ah! Since the mother got diabetes, her body has been sharply emaciated, and her previous clothes have become much wider, and we have been very distressed; but she listened to her children's words, actively took medicine and paid attention to diet, and in the past two years, she herself joked that she could wait until she married her grandchildren and daughters-in-law, and we all firmly believed in this. A few days ago, on the National Day, we went back to our hometown, she was in good health, her mood was good, and she rushed to the field, helped us dig up some potatoes and picked some eggplant spices and stuffed them into the car... ... Who would have guessed that this time it would be the eternal trick!
At two o'clock in the middle of the night on October 6, I was awakened by the ringing of the phone. Answering a phone call in the middle of the night, everyone will be frightened, seeing the caller number show that it is home, and the huge sense of foreboding is overwhelming me. On the phone, my father said intermittently: "Your mother—she's very ill, hey, I'm afraid she's going to die..." I was so shocked that I didn't speak for half a day.
My brother-in-law drove the car, and my wife and sister rushed to my hometown overnight, and along the way, their cries tore my heart.
When I got home, in the middle of the night, the lights in the yard were on, so dazzling! Her mother was no longer on the kang in the cottage where she used to live, but was carried to the upper room. I stepped into the house, climbed onto the kang, and saw her lying there silently and surprisingly "decently"! I took her hands with both hands, icy; touched her face with my hands again, as cold as I did; I asked her with some "anger" of resentment: "Mom, what have you done?" But she didn't have any reaction, surprisingly cold. Usually, even if she is angry, there is no such coldness, Mom!
I just felt my whole body trembling and frost on my face! ... ...
"Watch out for tears dripping on your body... Not good.... "I seem to hear someone next to me, and it seems that someone is also tugging at my arm.
I finally understood that my mother had really passed away, and she had left with a determined attitude! No review, no nostalgia, not even "not even a greeting" and left! Can you do that, Mom?!
On October 6 and 7, the funeral was suspended for two days, and on the 8th, the paper was hung and burned, and many people came. As a heavy filial piety, I ushered in the send-off, and did not dare to neglect the visitors, and this is also following the style of my mother, who once said, "People are on our door, it is to lift us."
On the 9th, accompanied by the sound of whining and whining, we and our family and neighbors sent our mother to the old cemetery near the village for burial. On this day, the autumn wind was cold, the paper ash was flying and circling, and when she was buried, my sister and two younger sisters cried and fainted several times. The mother once said to her three daughters, "Men are rakes, women are boxes; not afraid of rakes without teeth, afraid of boxes without bottom", they listen to the teachings, after marriage, they are frugal in running the family, and now the family is well-off, this mother will be assured!
My brother and I went down to the grave to sort out the burial materials, and we saw my mother for the last time: she was covered with a painted quilt, her eyes and lips were tightly closed, and she was still lying in her own small space so upright and "indifferently", silent, and seemed to have no regard for the two sons who were nearby.
Mother, are you angry? Last month, the sister and the younger sister were filial and insisted on taking the second elder to Beijing for a tour, and the father was very happy, but the mother refused to go at first, she resolutely said: "The two sons do not go, I will not go!" I'm afraid of leaving an old bone out there! But my brother and I really can't leave, so we said, "This time I can't take care of it, next time we take the second old man to Hainan", the sister and the little sister spent a lot of tongues to "mobilize", also checked the mother's body, and then went to the temple to burn incense and asked about it, "the old man" (temple god) promised to bless the second old man's smooth travel, and the mother was a superstitious jar, before agreeing to travel. The trip went well, my mother took a plane for the first time, saw Tiananmen Square, and walked through many cars on the train, curious to see the train driver. ... ... Mother, haven't you always been physically "energetic"? Will my brother and I take you on a tour next time? But is there a next time? Mother, have you been angry with our filial piety? ... ... My brother and I lifted the coffin lid, covered the coffin, and put our mother in another world! Mom, what do you do when you miss us?!
As my brother and I were hoisted into the grave, a shovel of yellow earth hit the coffin lid... Mommy, Mommy! What do we think of you?!
My grandfather and grandmother were buried in this old grave 20 years ago, and now my mother is buried. If there really is a soul, of course they will meet, and they will certainly talk eagerly about the latest situation of the family, right? Will the mother still be a good daughter-in-law of the grandparents there?
Grandpa was a former landlord, criticized, his family implicated, and bullied. It was at that time that the mother resolutely married the "high-component" family and took up the burden of the family without complaint or regret.
A mother once said to her children, "I am a kuokuo who picks up sheep dung and digs up the skin of a thorn and pulls you up." The three grandsons couldn't understand this and asked what it was to "pick up sheep dung (kuokuo) and dig up the skin of the thorns", but we understood. In those difficult days, we did not freeze and starve to death, and we could still continue to study, that is, in addition to the heavy collective labor of our mothers, we collected sheep dung (kuokuo) to fill the hot kang to let us survive the winter, and dug up thorn skin (Chinese medicinal materials) in the mountains to sell money to let us stick to school.
Later, the family situation changed, and my mother was very energetic. I was admitted to college, became a teacher after graduation, cherished my job, and my mother was very satisfied, saying, "That is a matter of accumulation of virtue." When I first worked, I had a relatively cowardly personality, there was once something that made me suffer unfair treatment, and my spirit even almost collapsed, I "fled" from a small county to the countryside and returned to my mother, who knew the situation and firmly supported me, she said, "People should live harder!" Be kind when you are smooth, tough when you are difficult; nothing to cause trouble, nothing to be afraid of! "It was my mother who gave me great spiritual inspiration and made me get through that difficult time!" I remember when I was the class teacher, one year, the school expelled a student in the class that caused me a headache, and I was not happy to tell my mother, but after she listened to it, her face was solemn, and she said four words very seriously: "That is a short thing!" I listened and bowed my head in shame. Those four words, along with my educational life, make me reminisce to this day. ... ...
About 40 meters from my mother's grave, it is the grave of my cousin-in-law, who died of heart surgery when she was less than forty years old. She was very close to her mother and loved her as if she were her own. If there were an underground world, would she rush to see her mother? Will she cry or giggle with joy because her mother is close to her?
When he buried his mother and cleaned up the relics, his father found an old dark red cloth bag, and when he opened it, there was still an old cloth bag inside, and when he opened it, he also had one! Like in "Picking Up Gold", layer by layer, there are three old gloves inside, and the strange thing is that the old gloves are tied into three knots, one by one unraveled, and there are three bundles of money inside! There are one hundred, fifty, ten, five, counting, and one is exactly one thousand, for a total of three thousand. The wife cried and said that it was the wedding gift that the mother had saved for her three grandchildren, and it seemed that she had mentioned it before she died. What is sad is that we only give our mother a little pocket money for the New Year's Festival, the amount is pitifully small, and the mother is reluctant to spend it herself, and I don't know how long it takes to save enough money? The father gave the money to his grandson on the spot and said, "Your grandmother's wish!" "Our tears couldn't help but flow.
Speaking of signs, Qi Gang's close friend said that on October 4, the day before my mother's death, I inexplicably sent a QQ message of "The autumn wind strikes, the wooden leaves flutter; I am worried, I can't dispatch ... ..." Qq message, he asked, can you feel something? I checked the QQ message, it is true, only one day before and after, but I don't know if it is a coincidence or if there is really an "induction" in the world?
The night before my mother's death, I was indeed inexplicably insomnia, and the next day at noon, watching the "Today's Statement" program of the Central Radio Station, it was exactly about the content of a mother's victimization, I actually watched and cried, watching TV shed tears was the first time in me! I also gave an uncharacteristic "speech" to my wife, saying, "If you have killed a human mother, what in the world is more tragic than this?" My wife was amused by the "angry expression" on my face and said, "A show, watch what excites you!" ”... ... Could it be that mother and child are connected to the heart, and the telepathy is not a nonsense?
Mother, Mother, you gave me a body and a "soul," and you said, "People should live harder and be kinder," and I will follow your teachings. Mother, you are gone, we will also "cherish" our father more, and a few of us will certainly take care of each other, help each other, and cherish each other as you hope!
Mother, you can go with confidence! Farewell, Mother! May you rest in peace underground!
(Once Upon a Time Happiness)
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