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Although she is over the age of old, her mother-in-law Liu Qinglian has a tough body, not tall but extremely diligent and capable. Her furrowed hands were rough, but they could still be smooth and fascinating when twisting and rolling the skin.
The mother-in-law's personality is like that of her housework, vigorous and resolute, and her head is the way. She said everything and was straightforward and happy, and her words were like cannonballs. But once she unloaded this stubborn temper and occasionally showed a little tenderness to our mother and son, it made people feel the stubborn love for her relatives deep in her heart.
For the flower cake, she is fascinated. Since her grandfather's death, she has regarded making flower cakes as a responsibility and significance to continue the family skills. Throughout the year, she always looks forward to the New Year's Day, and can't wait to make flower cakes in this kind of festival. Perhaps, this is her precious local memory and strong feelings for her family and country.
I am the youngest daughter-in-law of my mother-in-law, a small family, and I am also the hostess of the family. As a modern white-collar worker, I am naturally accustomed to a fast-paced lifestyle in the hustle and bustle of the city. But every festive season, I am always touched by my mother-in-law's dedication to cherishing tradition.
I just want to do a good job of filial piety and understand my mother-in-law's long-sought love. But sometimes she is too stuck in the old ideas, and it also makes me scratch my heart. As a junior, I want to respect her tenacity in the stormy life, but I also hope that she can let go of some baggage and enjoy her old age.
His wife Xiangxiang is gentle and housekeeping, and her mother-in-law's personality is a little different. She is pure-hearted and understanding, and she is the most patient and understanding of her mother-in-law's habit of insisting on doing everything.
My concubine Li Cuicui has a hot temper, soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She often fights with her mother-in-law, but she secretly cares about her mother-in-law's daily life.
The youngest granddaughter, Xiaoxi, is mischievous and cute, and is the most carefree member of our small family. She is lively and active, and her smile can impress everyone's heart. Whenever her mother-in-law has a serious face, Xiaoxi's innocent words can soothe her a lot.
The heat is hot, the dough is even, and the busy process of wrapping flower cakes is gradually getting better. The kitchen was filled with a steaming smell of steaming, which made people's hearts feel uneasy. Everyone can't do without this fragrance, and they can't help but pinch their noses from time to time, salivating.
Mom, take a break, I'll spread the skin. I saw my mother-in-law bending around in front of the board, and said with some concern.
Ouch, it's only been a while, and I'm tired!" the mother-in-law waved her hand nonchalantly. She dipped her hands, and with three strokes and five divisions of two, she rolled up the dough I had just rolled out with great difficulty, and slapped it loose again.
I was dumbfounded, watching her familiar posture, so I had to stand aside in embarrassment. I know very well that this is when my mother-in-law dumps me. She's having fun and swaying freely, so why do we need to worry about it?
Just when I was bored watching my mother-in-law wrapping wonton filling, Xiangxiang suddenly screamed loudly: Mom, are you okay?
I followed the prestige, only to see my mother-in-law clutching her chest, sweating profusely, and her face was pale. Immediately, her legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground like a beach!
Mother-in-law, mother-in-law! We hurried forward and kept calling. The mother-in-law was already rolling her eyes and foaming at the mouth, and her terrible appearance frightened us.
Quick, call 120! I shouted, and Xiangxiang hurriedly dialed the emergency number.
Xiaoxi was crying, and Cuicui was at a loss, circling around her unconscious mother-in-law. I slapped my mother-in-law's cheek hard, but she didn't react at all.
120 has not arrived for a long time, and the atmosphere is gradually becoming noisy. Seeing the figure on the ground gasping for breath, I was almost swallowed by despair. At this juncture, a young man in his early twenties rushed in and told us in fluent Mandarin: I am the nurse passing by, quickly, turn her over to the side lying position!
The young man then urgently checked his mother-in-law's pupils and pulse, and then gave us an ultimatum: the situation is not optimistic, and she must be taken to the hospital immediately!
The group carried the unconscious mother-in-law into the car. I stepped on the gas pedal and sped towards the nearest tertiary hospital. The atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it was breathless, only the mother-in-law sneezed heavily from time to time, breaking the eerie silence.
Mom, hold on! It's almost there! Xiangxiang choked all the way. Xiaoxi also understood the tense situation and stayed in the corner honestly.
The nurse boy sat in the passenger seat, and from time to time he looked back to check on his mother-in-law's condition and told us to be mentally prepared. Looking at my mother-in-law who was stretched into a line of immobility, my heart seemed to be pinched by life, and I couldn't breathe smoothly.
People came and went in the hospital, and the smell of disinfectant water and medicine came to the face. We were ushered into a small waiting room by nurses, and then a team of doctors and nurses in white coats carried my mother-in-law to the bed.
What's going on? A middle-aged doctor with glasses asked us patiently.
With that, the doctor hurried away, leaving us to look at each other. The atmosphere in the room suddenly cooled down, and everyone's expressions seemed to be drained of blood.
What nonsense are you talking about? Where is it your fault? I was momentarily enraged by her inexplicable anger.
You still dislike your mother-in-law's trouble, you forced your mother-in-law to do it! Cuicui is like crazy, pointing at us is just scolding.
Mom, stop it! What are you arguing about? Xiangxiang couldn't hold his breath and scolded Cuicui loudly.
I bowed my head and fell into infinite pain and confusion. Cuicui is not unreasonable, her mother-in-law did exhaust the last trace of strength from the inside because she insisted on wrapping the flower cake by herself, which led to today's misfortune. But how can this be all blamed on the mother-in-law's own stubbornness?
Each of us, including Cuicui herself, understands psychologically what it means for her mother-in-law to be obsessed with making flower cakes. That represents her last dignity, her perseverance and memories of the hardships of her past life. But why have we all become impersonal guys at this juncture?
I was inwardly self-reflecting. As the head of the family, why can't I be considerate of my mother-in-law and take the initiative to take on her burden? Why is it that at critical moments, each of us is just a spectator and a bystander, rather than a loving relative?
Cuicui burst into tears and screamed with all her might: "You don't understand! Mother-in-law's attachment to flower cake is her dedication to life! Can't you see it? She only regards these few days as the greatest meaning and motivation of life every year, and the rest of the days are just waiting!
Cuicui choked and poured out the pain in her heart. Like a homeless wanderer, she crouched in a corner alone, in pain.
We were all silent, and we were hit hard by Cuicui's words. Yes, my mother-in-law's persistence is actually the most precious embodiment of the value of life. And it would be too selfish and stupid for us to ignore this in such a way.
Turn on your mobile phone, and there are endless New Year's customs on social media: eating in Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, video greetings from relatives and friends, one-click direct delivery of New Year goods e-commerce, and so on. I suddenly realized that in this modern society, for us young people, trendy fashion seems to be the whole of life.
However, for the mother-in-law's generation, the most traditional custom of wrapping flower cakes has become an indelible nostalgia in their hearts. This is not only a skill, but also their roots and nostalgia for the simple life of the past.
Year after year, they are gradually abandoned by modern civilization, and the breath of their homeland is gradually gone. Wrapping flower cakes has become a continuation and manifestation of their precious memories of struggling to this day, and their most persistent persistence and comfort in their bumpy life.
So, what are we younger generations doing? We don't understand more about the wisdom and tradition of life that our mother-in-law has worked so hard to maintain, but we don't think about it; Instead of protecting and inheriting, they sneer, obstruct and reject it.
I remember many years ago, when I was a child, my mother-in-law would tell our grandchildren stories about her youth. At that time, she was foaming at the mouth and teaching earnestly, and we always listened to it and slept and listened.
Today, the generational divide is widening. We have long been accustomed to the fast pace of modern life, and we have turned a blind eye to the old legacy of wrapping flower cakes. And the persistence in her mother-in-law's heart has obviously long been taken seriously, and it has become her lonely insistence.
If we can't understand each other, we can't understand each other. The two sides insisted on their own words, and the contradiction finally broke out. Birth, old age, sickness and death are imminent, and we are still resting on our laurels and insisting on what we have seen, but unfortunately, this is the moment when we should cherish each other the most.
Fate woke us up at this moment. My mother-in-law's sudden critical illness is tantamount to heaven spurring us on. Mother-in-law, can we just leave here, taking with her the purest attachment to life? And can we learn to be tolerant and understanding, and cherish what little warmth is left at the moment?