Mom I'm okay

#爱是个动词 #

Inscription - This is not a child-rearing dry goods, nor is it a parenting sutra, but a collision of the child's spiritual gift to the mother.

This matter, perhaps seems small and small to the onlookers, but it is a lever for new mothers to face up to their roles.

The sun was shining that day, and she took her children to accompany her husband to the market to buy an electric car.

It's not hot, thirty-five or six degrees of weather, it's fine to stay in the shade, but you need to keep walking around. Within minutes, a family of three was sweating profusely.

The five-year-old daughter soon cried out thirst, hot, and wanted to go home. She coaxed patiently and accompanied her husband from shop to shop.

Because she couldn't ride, she didn't know anything about the clerk's introduction and didn't pay attention to it. It is even more incomprehensible to her husband's behavior of "shopping around" for the first time in more than a decade.

To tell the truth, she just wanted to go back to fight the Demon King, and she still hadn't done a dragon, and she didn't know if she could catch up with the team. She thought so in her heart, but she did not dare to take out her mobile phone, and only accompanied her all the way to watch the car.

Finally, after an hour and a half, the husband decided to place an order to pay. She was sure it was okay again and again? Are you sure you bought it? No more shopping? At the same time, she said that she could continue to shop. (You see how disobedient she is, obviously impatient, but she doesn't show anything.) ）

When her husband went to buy a helmet with the clerk, she could also sit down and rest with relief. The daughter was right next to her, drinking water for a while, and grimacing at her through the glass door.

She didn't care, playing with her mobile phone attentively.

Suddenly on the other side of the door (the door has two sliding structures, because the air conditioner is not open) came the sound of her daughter's wah-wah, she raised her face to look at her daughter, there was already a close clerk walking to her side, so she was not in a hurry.

The look in her daughter's eyes was an apologetic look from a child who did something wrong and was afraid of being scolded. She got up and walked toward her, and as she walked, she heard her joking with the clerk:

"Drive this way, fool." It was my daughter's voice.

"Kids don't play with the door, haha you still say I'm a fool." It was the voice of the clerk.

She walked over to the child and put her arm around her shoulder, "Are you okay, does it hurt?" ”

Her tiny face lifted from her mother's arms, "I'm all right. The voice was small and trembling.

She chuckled in her heart, a five-year-old child, with sweat on her face, smiling and saying I was fine. The smile may be far-fetched, as if trying to hide something. This disguised strong look also wants to soothe her mother, making her panic in an instant.

She squatted down to examine the child's feet and did not suppress a scream. The child was so frightened by her that he couldn't hold back and burst into tears. She immediately closed her voice, did not dare to scream, did not dare to shake, and her breathing became careful.

Oh, mom took your shoes off for you. She held the child's right foot and took off her sandals sharply, and on the knuckles under the fingernail cap of the big toe of her right foot, the blood and flesh were blurred, as if a bean-sized opening had been cut.

She looked down at the child's wound, poured mineral water from the plastic bottle on the wound, and asked the clerk to bring a tissue, which was immediately stained red.

The child was still crying, tears and sweat smeared his face. "Mom, will it be all right?" ...... Mom, ah, I hurt..."

She wiped the child's tears and comforted her, it would be fine, baby well, don't cry. It will be fine. It will be fine.

She wanted to accuse the child twice, telling you not to play with the door, it was so dangerous, you did not listen. That's it!

But she didn't. The only thing the child can rely on now is her. Things have been done, no amount of complaints will help, let the child be strong. Those words could be said by anyone, but as a mother of a child, she could not. So, she just held the baby and waited for her father's arrival.

She wanted to cry. Anxious, flustered, scared, remorseful, self-blamed, every emotion made her want to cry.

But she didn't dare, she let the child see, it would be more broken. Obviously, she had just tried so hard not to cry to comfort her mother.

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When the child looked up and said, "I'm okay," she instantly understood the words about "I love you."

"You have only learned to love me since I was born, and I have loved you since I was born."

"You love me until you leave this world, and I love you much longer than you left this world."

At the end of the story, the husband returns. The unspoken accusation she made to her husband came easily, and the child did cry again, but this time it was she who held her daughter and shed tears together. Because she saw her husband, she felt that there was no need to be strong.