Looking back, how cold my relationship with my mother was. "Mom, where have I been today?" I asked nonchalantly. "You can do it yourself. The mother replied without looking up. We spent day after day in silence.
I miss my mother's meticulous care when I was a child. She always smiled softly and made me happy while doing housework. But then, I don't know when, she began to distance herself from me and treat me like air. It was as if we were separated by an invisible wall.
When she said this, she couldn't hold it anymore and choked up and burst into tears. I subconsciously turned my head sideways, avoiding her gaze, but I felt faintly guilty. I've never understood her situation so much as I do now, let alone put myself in her shoes.
That night, I tossed and turned, remembering the past. It turned out that the relationship between the parents was not all smooth sailing, and they also had fierce quarrels. "You lowly woman! you actually went behind my back to find the little white face!" The father roared and slapped the mother hard.
I was so frightened that I hid in my bedroom shivering for fear of being affected. But my mother wept bitterly and knelt down to beg my father: "I'm sorry, I'm too poor, there is really no other way...... Hearing this, I couldn't sleep anymore, full of doubts and troubles made me toss and turn.
In the divorce lawsuit, the parents come and go, swearing each other. I was forced to choose a side in the middle, but I couldn't choose at all. I was just a helpless child, with neither power nor power to change anything about all this.
Eventually, the court decided to live with my mother, and I followed her to live a life of disdain. From then on, we had only each other, barely making ends meet on our mothers.
When I stumbled upon my mother kissing the man, I couldn't contain my anger any longer. I rushed forward, slapped my mother hard, and asked her: "You lowly woman, you are looking for a little white face behind your father's back!"
My mother fell to the ground with tears on her face. She choked up and said, "Son, listen to me...... He's actually your real father. These words were like a bolt from the blue, and my world fell apart in an instant.
It turned out that everything my mother had done over the years was to raise me, an illegitimate child. But I hated her to the core, and treated her like an enemy. I couldn't tell right from wrong, and I was overwhelmed by anger, guilt, and shock.
I glared at my mother and rushed out of the house without looking back. In the days when I was wandering outside, I often didn't come home at night, drank too much, and got myself drunk. My friends have advised me to go home, but I have lost the concept of home.
Once, I was picked up for drinking too much and woke up to find myself in the hospital. My mother's anxious face appeared in front of my eyes, and her red and swollen eyes were clearly crying. I subconsciously avoided her gaze, still hating her so much.
My mother grabbed my hand tightly and cried bitterly, "Son, I know I'm sorry for you, but I really have no other choice. When you were born, your father had already married another woman, and I dragged you alone, and it was difficult for me to maintain food and clothing......"
"So you're going out and selling yourself?" I interrupted her coldly, with sarcasm and cynicism in my tone. My mother was so shocked by my words that she couldn't stop crying. I looked at her like this, and suddenly felt extremely sad.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I asked around about the man's whereabouts. It turned out that he was my biological father, and many years ago he left his pregnant mother, married someone else, and had a son and a daughter with that woman.
I found his address and was going to ask for it. But when you open the door, you are greeted by a mess: furniture littered, wine bottles and cigarette butts littered the floor. My biological father was topless, drenched in alcohol, and was entangled with a strange woman. He didn't seem surprised to see me, but just bared his yellow teeth at me.
"Who the fuck are you? Get out of here, don't disturb my merry life!" He scolded me rudely. I stood helplessly in place, with mixed feelings. How could this drunken and lustful old man be the biological father I had always dreamed of? I used to hate my mother so much, and now I finally understood how difficult her situation was.
I left silently, returned to my mother, and hugged her tightly. I said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I've been misunderstanding you all these years, and now I finally understand your hardships." "My mother couldn't cry, she just patted me on the back and comforted me.
From that day on, the relationship between our mother and son finally began to reconcile. I worked hard and did what I could to help my mother lighten the burden of life. My mother also regained her former gentleness and thoughtfulness, taking care of my daily life carefully. In this way, we supported each other and slowly rebuilt the appearance of our home.
You don't know how much pain and confusion I've been through over the years. I used to hate you to the core, to treat you like an enemy, to be hostile to everything about you. And you have always loved me silently and raised me in your way.
It wasn't until one day, when I accidentally discovered what happened to you when you were young, that I woke up to how many hardships and grievances you had endured. And I have never put myself in your shoes, how selfish and stupid I am!
Mom, I sincerely hope that you will forgive me for all these years of hurt and indifference. I will spend the rest of my life making amends for you and repaying your nurturing grace with all my love. You are the greatest mother in the world and I will always love you.
The sun shines through the window, shining warmly on us. Mother was sitting on the balcony, closing her eyes and taking a nap. I walked over softly and imprinted a kiss on her forehead. She slowly opened her eyes, a happy smile blooming on her face.
Yes, Mother, from now on, let's start all over again. Let go of the hatred of the past, hug each other tightly, and use love to fill the scars left by those youths. I will spend my life guarding your happiness.
From that day on, I was determined to turn over a new leaf and cherish the bond I had regained with my mother. I worked hard and did what I could to help my mother share the burden of life. My mother has also returned to her old thoughtfulness and took good care of my daily life.
One day, my mother suddenly said to me, "Son, you have grown up so much, you should start a family, right?" I was taken aback by her words, and my face couldn't help but flush. I haven't thought about feelings since my last experience.
When my mother saw that I was struggling, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't be nervous, Mom just hopes that you can find a virtuous girl and stop being idle like before." I nodded, but there was a faint uneasiness in my heart.
I don't know when I started to have some frequent dreams, and the dreams were all about a hazy image of a woman. She has bright eyes and bright teeth, but I can't really see her face every time. Sometimes she would smile at me, and sometimes she would turn away, which made me miserable.
Once, I dreamed that she came up to me and asked me shyly, "Will you marry me?" I was so excited, but I realized that I couldn't speak anyway. At that moment, a sharp pain came, and I woke up to find myself covered in sweat.
She sat in the corner, her head down and focused on the book in her hand. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to step forward. She looked up, and our eyes met. It was as if I had been struck by lightning, and I stood still, unable to utter a word.
"What do you need, sir?" She spoke softly, with a look of doubt on her face. I came to my senses, stumbled by my name, and invited her to lunch. Unexpectedly, she agreed without hesitation.
And just like that, we began a slow and sweet relationship. Her name is Jiang Yu, and she is a well-known female writer. On weekends, we spend the afternoon in a café or walk in the park.
Gradually, I found myself more and more fascinated by her restrained temperament and wise mind. She is a very wise woman, kind and polite, and her conversation is full of elegance. I often feel the shadow of my mother when she was young, and every smile makes me feel familiar and intimate.
It was about one night three months after we knew each other that I finally mustered up the courage to get down on one knee and solemnly propose to Jiang Yu. She was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly with tears in her eyes. I was so excited that I hugged her tightly in my arms.
In this way, we tied the knot and entered the palace of marriage. On the day of the wedding, the mother was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and praised Jiang Yu over and over again as an excellent daughter and daughter-in-law. I looked at my mother's heartfelt smile, and my heart was full of mixed feelings, and my eyes couldn't help but moisten.
On the night of the newlywed, I took Jiang Yu back to my small home with my mother. Jiang Yu looked at the simple environment, and did not dislike it, but took the initiative to ask for help with housework. I was deeply touched by her thoughtfulness and kindness, and secretly determined to give her a happy family.
One day, my mother suddenly said to me, "Son, if you have a child, I can be a happy grandmother!" Jiang Yu and I looked at each other and smiled, and she nodded shyly. It didn't take long for Jiang Yu to have the good news that she was pregnant.
My mother and I were so for her. On the day of delivery, we waited outside the operating room until the nurse came out with a little life in her arms and gave us good news. I burst into tears with excitement and quickly picked up the baby and kissed his little red face. His mother was so happy that she hugged him into her arms and muttered to herself the sweet name of her grandmother.
And just like that, a new member has been added to our family. I named this little guy Xiao Ming, hoping that he can have a bright future in the future, just like his name. Every day when I get home from work, I see my mother humming a little song with Xiao Ming in her arms, and Jiang Yu watching gently from the side, my heart will be filled with incomparable happiness and warmth.
Xiao Ming gradually grew up and became a lively and cute little boy. He liked nothing more than to lie on his mother's lap and listen to her tell stories about the past. Once, out of the blue, he asked about my mother and I when we were younger. I thought about it, and then I told the story of our tortuous experience.
"So, Xiao Ming, you have to keep in mind that no matter what happens, you must be filial to your parents and cherish their nurturing grace to you. "Speaking of this, I looked at my mother's kind face, and my eyes couldn't help but moisten. Xiao Ming nodded and obediently agreed.