The snow was off for three days, and I didn't go downstairs for three days. I went to work this morning, and I didn't dare to leave as soon as I got out of the unit door. Under the snow is a lot of ice, which is frozen by the snow during the day and at night, which is really embarrassing.
Fortunately, I had the foresight to dare not wear high heels for a long time. Wearing mid-heel spike boots and non-slip rubber soles, you have to move carefully. I'm wearing a long down jacket, and I'm ready to fall and be soft.
There was also ice on the stairs outside, and I grabbed the handrail and went downstairs for fear of slipping and falling. When it came to the flat ground, the middle of the road was crushed into a thick ice shell by the car, which was bright and chilling, and the ice on both sides of the road was thinner, and the snow falling from the snow shovel gave people the courage to walk. When I needed to cross to the other side of the road, I didn't dare to leave the ground with my feet and dragged it a little bit, but I had to keep my ears up and listen to the movement of the car. Fortunately, there are not so many cars in the town, especially on such roads, if you can drive, you can't drive.
I walked for more than half an hour on a road that usually takes more than ten minutes. At the school gate, although the playground was cleared by a snowplow, there was still a layer of ice. The rutted marks turned into ice, and I was careless and almost slipped there. The steel lattice at the entrance of the teaching building was originally used to clear the mud and sand on the feet, but now it is stained with snow, and it is slippery when you step on it. When I entered the heating temple, the floor tiles that I had just dragged were wet, and the soles of my shoes that had been frozen all morning were slippery when I stepped on them.
Actually, it's a normal thing to do, and I go to work like this every winter. It's just that this blizzard came too suddenly, rain and snow, it fell during the day, it froze at night, it fell again during the day, and it froze again at night. A layer of ice and a layer of snow, snow and ice, not the people of the Northeast dare not go out of the house at all. I'm okay, although I fall a few times every winter, get up and "pounce on it" and continue walking.
Not with my mother. She has lived in the Northeast for more than 50 years, and what she is most afraid of in winter is ice on the road. When she lived in the village, her mother never splashed water at the door. One year, when my father was carrying water to the house, he sprinkled some of it at the door, and a small piece of ice formed and lay on the ground like a piece of glass. Father, we didn't care, Mother took it to heart, she went out and hid for fear of slipping and slipping. Even with such caution, when she went out to hold firewood at night, she stepped on it with one foot and slipped suddenly, and the whole person leaned back with firewood.
When my father heard the sound of "Hutong", he hurriedly went out and saw his mother lying on the ground, and the firewood was pressed against her. My father was busy pulling away the firewood to pull my mother, and we went to lift my mother's upper body, and it took a lot of effort for her to stand up. Later, my mother said that the back of her head hit the ground, as if it had hit a stone, and she was so painful that she lost consciousness.
The winter in the Northeast is too cold, the ground is frozen and cracked, and I can't stand it when I hit my head. What's more, his feet slipped, and his whole body fell suddenly, and his mother was tall. From there, my mother spent the winter worryingly. For this reason, in winter, she talked about her hometown in Shandong, saying that it was not cold if she didn't wear cotton pants in her hometown, and the water was not frozen, so it was better to be in her hometown...
In the past few winters, my mother has never gone downstairs except for going to the hairdresser twice to cut her hair, so she doesn't have to worry about the thick ice and snow. Sometimes I think that my mother has stepped from autumn to spring, and winter has been directly cut off from her concept. If it is that I will miss the winter, although it is cold and slippery, I am still willing to walk through the winter, even if I fall a few times, who makes me an authentic Northeasterner?
Just after two lessons, the snow started to fall again. The bigger it became, the sky was misty, and soon I couldn't see the distant mountains, rivers, and the sky. In the office, my colleagues and I just said, won't we take another snow break? Before the voice fell, the mobile phones rang at the same time, and when I opened it, I took a look at the information and notified that the snow would be closed in the afternoon. We hurriedly do our own work: informing parents, assigning homework, safety education...
Go straight to your parents' house after school. Proximity is not the reason, lunch is not the goal, can't you go home in such weather? It's still the meal that my parents ate together on the day they came back, and I want to go and see it when the snow breaks in the middle. My parents seemed to know that I was going, so they called first and resolutely refused to let me go.
Dad said, stay honest in your own house, and your mother and I don't lack anything to eat.
Mom said, the road is too slippery, don't go out, it's not fun to fall, and I think about how young I am!
I don't have the idea of going. Today I'm on my way to work, and I have to go to lunch. Actually, I also said that I don't want to worry about anything, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and I think of my parents and dangling in front of me. Mom and Dad really don't lack anything, and they don't have to go downstairs, there is nothing to worry about, not to mention that my uncle will go to see the sky. When I saw my parents, even though they just called "Dad, Mom", and my parents just said "wash your hands and eat", my heart was at ease.
After eating, my uncle left first, and I had to sit for a while. In the afternoon, then sit for a while, I said to myself in my heart. The younger brother is in the village, and he can't come this day; Even if he wants to come, his parents can't let him come. My sister is far away, it's just a good day, and she didn't just come when she said it. I live close to my parents, no matter how heavy the snow is, no car is out of the way, I have feet, I come while walking, it's a big deal to fall a few times. This morning, I came in a slippery way, my body shook a few times, and nothing happened. Why don't I stay with my parents a little longer!
My dad made my favorite tea, and I drank cup after cup. In the fragrance of tea, my parents told me about the past, the years we lived in the village, and the things we did when we were young. The snow was falling heavily, the wind was blowing, and it was all white outside.
I put down my teacup, stood up and said, I'm going back.
Dad said, don't go.
Mom said, stay here, it's okay to go back.
I said, so close, what to live in.
I got dressed, and when I stood at the door, my mother said, "You can stay, the snow is so heavy."
I shook my head and said, I won't go to work tomorrow, I have something to do when I go home.
As soon as my mother heard "something", she didn't leave me, she has always been like this, and in her heart, her daughter's affairs are important. But she refused to stop nagging her daughter: You can walk slowly, the road is too slippery, but it's not a joke.
I want to laugh a little, I'm not young, I'm not old, what to worry about! But I didn't say it, because I had already passed the age of ignorance, and I had already understood the feelings of being a mother. I am also a mother, and I don't have much to talk about my daughter!
When I walked out, I carried the garbage bag, and my father saw it and said, "Put it there, I'll go down and throw it away." Mom also said, let your dad throw it, it's too heavy and too buried.
How could I have asked my dad to take out the trash, it was snowing outside, and the steps were so slippery. The garbage bag is not heavy at all, it is not buried at all, why not let me carry it? Oh, I see, in the eyes of my parents, their daughter is still a princess.
The snow fell heavily and beautifully. When it snows, it's not cold at all, and I walk leisurely, warm and sweet in my heart, although I can fall at any moment.