Li Xiuying sat in the old house in the town, holding a remittance slip with the word "Wang Qiang" written on it, her eyes moistened. Although the number on the remittance slip is not much, it is the hard-earned money of his son Wang Qiang working outside. She looked at the remittance slip and had mixed feelings.
"Son of the Strong, why are you doing this? Mom is not short of money, Mom is lacking in you. Li Xiuying muttered to herself, with a hint of choked in her voice.
She stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the street. In the morning of the town, the sun shines on the stone road, and everything seems so peaceful. She remembered Wang Qiang's appearance when he was a child, the little boy who always followed her, but now he hasn't been home for eight years.
"Xiuying, have you received money from Hadron again?" Aunt Zhang, a neighbor, walked into the yard with a basket of vegetables in her hand.
"Yes, Aunt Zhang, you see, this child sends money every month, but he just doesn't come back." Li Xiuying turned around with a helpless smile on her face.
"Alas, young people nowadays, they all run out, and they can't keep people at home." Aunt Zhang sighed and shook her head.
Li Xiuying didn't answer, she knew in her heart that Wang Qiang was not the kind of person who forgot his roots. She remembered that the night before her son left home, Wang Qiang knelt in front of her, with tears in his eyes: "Mom, I have to go out and break in, and when I have a chance, I will come back to pick you up." ”
"Xiuying, I heard that Qiangzi is doing well outside, and he may have a family." Aunt Zhang lowered her voice, as if revealing a secret.
Li Xiuying's heart sank, she couldn't believe it was true. Her son, how could he not come home, how could he not tell her?
"Aunt Zhang, who are you listening to?" Li Xiuying's voice trembled a little.
"Oh, I've heard from others too, the news in this town spreads quickly, and you know it." Aunt Zhang waved her hand, turned around and walked out of the yard.
Li Xiuying stood in place, and the remittance slip in her hand seemed to become heavy. She looked up at the sky, confused and uneasy.
"Mom, what are you looking at?" Li Xiuying's daughter, Wang Fang, walked out of the house with a book in her hand.
"It's nothing, Fangfang, you read the book." Li Xiuying came back to her senses and barely managed to squeeze out a smile.
Wang Fang looked at the remittance slip in her mother's hand, and then looked at her expression, and seemed to understand something: "Mom, if you miss your brother, just call him." ”
Li Xiuying shook her head: "He's busy, I don't want to disturb him." ”
"But, Mom, there's no way for you to do this." Wang Fang looked at her mother worriedly.
Li Xiuying didn't answer, she turned around and walked into the house, but she was thinking about a bold plan in her heart.
Li Xiuying sat on an old wooden chair, holding her son's remittance slip tightly in her hand, and her heart was uneasy. Aunt Zhang's words were like a needle, piercing her heart. She imagined her son's life away from home, imagined that "new home" that might exist, and every detail suffocated her.
"Fangfang, you say, does your brother really have a home outside?" Lee so-young's voice trembled as she turned to her daughter, who was wiping the table.
Wang Fang stopped what she was doing and frowned: "Mom, don't listen to Aunt Zhang's nonsense, my brother is not that kind of person." ”
But why didn't he go home? It's not even a phone call. A hint of confusion flashed in Li Xiuying's eyes.
Wang Fang sighed, walked to her mother's side, and gently held her hand: "Mom, my brother must have his difficulties, don't think about it." ”
Li Xiuying shook her head, but she had already made up her mind in her heart. She stood up, her eyes firm: "No, I have to let him come back, even if it's the last time." ”
"Mom, what do you want to do?" Wang Fang asked worriedly.
"I have a solution," Li Xiuying took a deep breath, "I'm going to pretend to be dead and see if he will come back." ”
Wang Fang was stunned, she didn't expect her mother to come up with such a solution: "Mom, is this good?" In case he ......"
"No in case," Li Xiuying interrupted her daughter, "I have to try, I have to see him with my own eyes." ”
The next day, Lee so-young went into action. She first went to the town's post office and sent a forged telegram of death, then approached the village chief and asked him to help keep it secret and spread the news.
"Xiuying, is this really appropriate?" The village chief frowned, visibly uneasy about the plan.
"Village chief, I can't help it." Lee so-young's eyes were full of pleading.
The village chief sighed and finally agreed. The news soon spread in the town, and the news of Li Xiuying's "death" was like a gust of wind, blowing everywhere.
A few days later, Lee sat at home, waiting for her son's return. Her heart was nervous and expectant, not knowing what she was about to face.
At Li Xiuying's home, there was an endless stream of mourning relatives and friends, and everyone had a sad expression on their faces. However, as time passed, the anxiety in Li Xiuying's heart also increased. Wang Qiang did not come back, and there was not even a message, which made her feel lonely and hopeless like never before.
"Xiuying, hasn't Qiangzi come back yet?" Neighbor Aunt Liu held Li Xiuying's hand, her eyes full of sympathy.
Li Xiuying shook her head, her voice hoarse: "No, there is no news at all." ”
"Alas, why is this kid so ruthless." Aunt Liu sighed and gently patted Li Xiuying's shoulder.
At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and a figure appeared at the door, it was Zhang Wei, Wang Qiang's friend.
"Zhang Wei, why are you here?" Li Xiuying was a little surprised, she didn't expect Wang Qiang's friends to come to condole.
Zhang Wei had mixed emotions on his face, he stepped forward and gently held Li Xiuying's hand: "Auntie, I heard about you, I'll come to see you." ”
Li Xiuying's heart tightened, she looked at Zhang Wei, her eyes were full of expectation: "Zhang Wei, do you know the news of the strong son?" Why hasn't he come back yet? ”
Zhang Wei lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and then raised his head with a hint of firmness in his eyes: "Auntie, I know you are waiting for Qiangzi, but I came because I have something to say to you." ”
Li Xiuying's heart sank suddenly, and she felt the weight in Zhang Wei's words: "Say it, child." ”
Zhang Wei took a deep breath and took out a letter from his pocket: "This is a letter from Hadron to you, and he asked me to hand it over to you at this time." ”
Li Xiuying took the letter with trembling hands, and her heart rose to her throat at this moment. The handwriting on the envelope was all too familiar to her, it was her son's.
"Auntie, he ...... Qiangzi" Zhang Wei wanted to speak and stopped, as if he was hesitating about something.
"Son, say whatever you want." Li Xiuying's voice trembled slightly.
Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and finally spoke: "Auntie, Qiangzi has actually been working hard to save money, he wants to surprise you and let you live a good life." ”
Li Xiuying was stunned, and her tears flowed involuntarily: "Silly boy, Mom doesn't want any surprises, Mom just wants him to come back." ”
Zhang Wei lowered his head and did not speak again. Li Xiuying opened the letter, and the content of the letter made her heart even heavier. In the letter, Wang Qiang expressed his longing and guilt for his mother, and also revealed his hardships and helplessness outside.
"Mom, I know you've been waiting for me, but I can't go back. I'm out there in debt and I don't want you to worry. I promise you that when I pay it off, I will go home. Every word in the letter pierced Li Xiuying's heart like a needle.
Li Xiuying held the letter tightly, and her heart was completely broken at this moment. She finally understood why her son didn't come home and why he didn't even have a phone call. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, can you help me contact Qiangzi?" I want to talk to him. ”
Zhang Wei nodded: "Auntie, I will do my best." ”
Lee so-young's heart was full of mixed emotions, and she was both moved and heartbroken. She knew that her son had not forgotten her, but that he had chosen a way to show his love that she could not accept.
Li Xiuying's hands trembled, and she carefully opened the envelope, as if it contained not only paper, but all the bitterness and helplessness of her son Wang Qiang over the years. The handwriting on the letter was a little blurry, apparently wet with tears.
"Mom, I know you've been worried about me, but I'm having some trouble outside." The first sentence of the letter made Li Xiuying's heart pwitch.
Zhang Wei stood aside, watching Li Xiuying read the letter, and his heart was also mixed. He whispered, "Auntie, it's really hard for him, he doesn't want you to worry." ”
Li Xiuying raised her head, her eyes full of tears: "Why didn't he tell me earlier?" How could I worry about him? ”
In the letter, Wang Qiang mentioned the hardships of working outside the home, how he worked hard, but owed a large amount of debt because of a wrong investment. He didn't want his mother to know about this, he didn't want her to worry about herself.
"Mom, I promise you, I will definitely pay off the money and go home." Wang Qiang wrote at the end of the letter.
Li Xiuying's tears dripped on the letterhead, and her voice choked: "This kid, why are you so stupid." ”
Zhang Wei handed Li Xiuying a tissue and comforted: "Auntie, he is very strong, he will definitely be able to get through it." ”
Li Xiuying wiped her tears, she looked at Zhang Wei, and a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes: "Zhang Wei, can you help me contact Qiangzi?" I want to talk to him, I want to tell him that no matter what difficulties he encounters, my mom will support him. ”
Zhang Wei nodded: "Auntie, I will do my best." ”
Li Xiuying stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sky in the distance, and her heart was full of thoughts and worries about her son. She knew that she had been a little impulsive in her previous actions, she had misunderstood her son, and now she just wanted to have a good talk with him and tell him that no matter what happened, home would always be his strongest backing.
Determined as iron, Lee so-young packed a few simple belongings and prepared to embark on a journey to find her son. She has mixed feelings, including anxiety about the unknown future and anticipation of the upcoming reunion with her son.
"Mom, are you really going?" Wang Fang asked worriedly, holding her mother's hand tightly.
Li Xiuying nodded, her eyes full of determination: "I'm going, I have to see him in person and tell him that no matter what difficulties he encounters, my mother will face them with him." ”
Wang Fang's eyes were slightly red, and she knew that she couldn't change her mother's decision: "Then you must be careful, call me if you have something." ”
"Don't worry, Fangfang, mom will take care of herself." Li Xiuying patted her daughter's hand gently, her heart full of gratitude.
After a long journey, Li Xiuying finally came to the city where Wang Qiang was. She stood on the busy street, looking at the crowd of people coming and going, and an inexplicable courage surged in her heart.
According to the address provided by Zhang Wei, she found the cottage rented by Wang Qiang. Standing in front of the door, Li Xiuying took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The door slowly opened, and Wang Qiang appeared at the door, he looked a little haggard, but he still maintained that tenacity in his eyes. The moment he saw his mother, Wang Qiang was stunned, and a trace of surprise and guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Mom, why are you here?" Wang Qiang's voice trembled a little.
Li Xiuying's tears flowed involuntarily, she stepped forward and hugged her son tightly: "Qiangzi, mom is here, mom is here to take you home." ”
Wang Qiang hugged his mother tightly, his heart was full of complicated emotions: "Mom, I'm sorry, I ......"
"Don't say it, kid," Li Xiuying interrupted him, "Mom knows, let's go home, everything will be fine." ”
The mother and son hugged each other and cried, and years of misunderstanding and estrangement disappeared at this moment. Wang Qiang felt his mother's deep love, and Li Xiuying also re-understood her son's hardships and choices.
A few days later, Li Xiuying returned to the town with Wang Qiang. The people of the town were surprised to find that the rumors of Li Xiuying's "death" were self-defeating, and Wang Qiang's return made the town boil.
At home, Li Xiuying and Wang Qiang sat at the dinner table, Wang Fang also came back, and the family of three sat together, enjoying the long-lost reunion dinner.
"Mom, thank you, I won't let you worry about it again." Wang Qiang looked at his mother, his eyes full of gratitude.
Li Xiuying smiled and touched her son's head: "Silly boy, you are the pride of your mother, as long as you are good, your mother is better than anything else." ”
The dinner table was filled with warmth and happiness, the relationship between mother and son was repaired, and the touching story of Li Xiuying and Wang Qiang spread again in the town.
This article is a microfiction, please do not sit in the opposite seat