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In an ancient city in the north, the faded dark red shop doors are removed every day to welcome guests, and the narrow ancient cobblestone road records the bustling days and nights of people coming and going. In the evening, the door panels were neatly installed in the door frame, locked and closed, and the day passed. Time stretches people's daily lives, blurs into the wind, corrodes the green bricks on the walls, and all people and everything seem so insignificant.
Dashan and Xiaohua are a pair of brothers and sisters with good feelings, and they have lived in this old city since they were young. Brothers and sisters from childhood to adulthood favorite is Saturday morning can go to the street shop to eat breakfast, brother always like to order just out of the pot is still dripping oil fritters, a dime, soy milk Wu penny a bowl, brother can drink two bowls of soy milk, sister like just out of the pot steaming pork noodle meat buns, two dim sum just enough to buy a bun, no money to drink soy milk, sister always spoil to drink brother's soy milk, brother is also happy to let the sister share. Every time the two children eat breakfast, they remember to leave half for their mother, and the young couple in their early 20s who sell churros and the women in their 30s who sell buns always praise the filial piety of the two children and occasionally reward the children with half a fritter. Back home, the two children competed for their mother to eat their own, and the mother always took a bite of fritters on the left and a bun on the right, with a happy smile on her face.
Twenty years later, my brother stayed in the small town to marry and have children, and my sister came to the south after graduating from college with the trend of the times, and finally settled in a small city on the edge of the Pearl River. As long as the sister returns to her hometown, she will definitely drag her brother to the street for breakfast, and the fritter shop and the bun shop are still there, or that taste! The taste of the two brothers and sisters has not changed, the brother orders fritters, two yuan a stick, the younger sister points to buns, two yuan one. It only changes to the price and the age of the shopkeeper, the fritters are a little thinner, the buns are a little smaller, and the shopkeepers are older.
Thirty years later, my brother has changed, his belly has grown bigger, his eyes have become smaller, and his habit of eating fritters for breakfast has not changed. He went to the fritter shop every morning, did not have to speak, sat there, fritters and soy milk immediately served: fritters 3 yuan a stick, come two, soy milk 2 yuan a bowl, come a bowl, 8 yuan can eat. At the end, satisfied, the sweaty mountain will not forget to bring a fritter and soy milk to his mother.
After breakfast, Dashan walked on the street while warmly greeting the old people on the street, booing and greeting warmth, as if the old people on the whole street knew him. Every evening, he always supported his mother, who was more than eighty years old, in the place where the old man gathered to rest, sat and talked, and everyone said that he was a great filial piety.
For some reason, the old man suddenly proposed to go to the girl's house to live for a while, and the mountain did not stop her, allowing the old lady's daughter to take her to the south.
At the head of the breakfast shop, the middle-aged couple habitually packed a fritter soy milk for Dashan, and Dashan waved his hand and said, "No need, my mother went to my sister's house in the south." ”
A month passed, and when the shopkeeper saw dashan, he always asked, "Your mother hasn't come back yet?" Dashan bowed his head and said vaguely, "I'm coming back soon..."
One day, when the shopkeeper was serving breakfast to the guests, he overheard the guests say, "You know, the old lady and the old lady can't get along, and they still want the old lady's house, and the old lady doesn't want to, and guess what, the cold war!" This trick is high, the old lady can't stand it, so she went to the southern aunt's house..." "It's really fake, Dashan is a famous filial piety!" "Times are different, people's hearts are not ancient, they have changed..."
The shopkeeper finally understood why the elderly old lady was willing to abandon the homeland where she had lived for more than 40 years and go to the south, which was not ripe, wet and hot, and lived for four years.
Four years have passed, and the days of liveliness and silence have slipped away. Just when the people on the street were gradually forgetting the old lady, one summer night, the old lady quietly returned, and was picked up by the mountain.
The next day, before dawn, the mountain held his head high, led the old lady, went to the morning market shop for breakfast, ordered fritters and soy milk, helped the old lady soak the fritters in soy milk, smiled and squinted, and said softly: "This is good to bite a little." The couple saw the old lady and said enthusiastically, "Old lady, but there are no days to come." The old lady just smiled and didn't say anything.
This time back, the old lady seemed to have changed a little, some forgetfulness, said things, things to do, and forgot for a while. Sometimes, I come out alone for breakfast twice, but only order buns each time, not fritters. Sometimes, I can't remember eating for a day.
Dashan felt that people were old like this, and did not take the old lady to the hospital to see. Until one day, the neighbor saw the old lady at the door of the house and asked around for the way home, knowing that she was lost, and took her home. Looking at it, there was no one in the house, he asked, "What about your son?" The old lady shook her head, and the neighbor instructed the old lady not to go out alone in the future, but to go out in the company of her son.
Later, the neighbor saw Dashan and told him about this, and Dashan frowned, and he paid great attention to it, saying, "Thank you so much, I must be optimistic about my mother, and I will take her to the hospital to see." ”
After a long time, two months, the neighbors did not seem to have seen the old lady out. One day, the neighbor smelled a smell of coal wafting from the old lady's room, and quickly knocked on the door, no one opened, and the smell of coal became stronger and stronger. The neighbor had to call the police, and the police came and broke through the door. Through the messy aisle into the room, the old lady lay upright on the bed, still a little breath, hurried to the hospital, fortunately in time for rescue, the old lady was successfully rescued.
Someone in the hospital knew the old lady's daughter and called her. After receiving the call, she rushed back from the south overnight and appeared at the hospital early the next morning. Seeing the old lady's appearance, the daughter could not cry. After understanding the situation, she called the old lady's son like crazy. Shut down all the time. After playing for two days, I finally got through, saying that there was a deal in the field, and I went to the field, and the mobile phone was out of power.
"Ghosts believe!" Little Flower said angrily.
Little Flower took the old lady home from the hospital and saw that the furniture was covered with dust, and the whole house was in a mess, not at all like anyone had ever lived. The daughter rolled up her sleeves and began to clean, shed tears while doing it, thinking that the old mother could not get good care here and lived a frightened life, and her psychology was uncomfortable. But every time she called her mother, she always said, "Okay, okay." ”
When I opened the refrigerator, I saw that the medicine for the treatment of schizophrenia brought to the old mother had never been turned on, and I could imagine how much mental suffering the old mother had suffered this month, and how many nights alone shed tears. Thinking of this, Xiaohua's heart twitched with pain.
It turned out that four years ago, the old mother took the initiative to call Xiaohua and said that she wanted to live in the south for a while. Xiaohua immediately returned to her hometown and took her back to the south. Before long, Xiaohua found that the old mother was always sitting alone on the balcony crying at three or four o'clock in the morning. Xiaohua asked her, and she always said, "It snows heavily, don't give me food, the mountain is going to sell me!" And throw me in the ravine!" He also called a meeting of the old ladies of the whole community and said bad things about me. Xiaohua felt that something was wrong when she heard it, and quickly took it to the hospital to see a doctor, and when she looked, the doctor said: "This is a typical schizophrenia, which may require lifelong medicine, but also careful care and careful companionship." ”
Xiaohua immediately called and questioned Dashan: "Why is my mother so sick, you don't take her to the doctor!" How do you usually take care of your mother? ”
Dashan said, "I take good care of my mother, every day I take my mother out for a walk, and everyone praises me for being a filial piety!" ”
Xiaohua asked the old mother for details again, she said: "It's all for the house, they want my house, I don't give it to him, his wife didn't look good for me, moved away, never looked at me." Dashan is always very kind to me in front of others, but when I come home, I don't care much, whether I eat or drink. Once it snowed heavily, the snow closed the road, I couldn't go out to buy vegetables, he didn't come to see me for two weeks, and there was no phone call! me! He doesn't have any old lady like me! He came over occasionally, always drunk, and spoke loudly in the middle of the night, which was strange and scary! ”
Little Flower is so angry! It turned out that the old mother's illness was alive to the mountain!
Xiaohua plans to let her mother retire in the south, who knows, a while ago Dashan insisted on taking her mother back, and swore to heaven that she would take care of her old mother with all her heart.
The old mother had been away from home for a long time and wanted to go back to see it. Xiao Hua only let Dashan take the old mother back to her hometown, who knew that Dashan was still the same as before, and the people before and after the two were the same!
Xiaohua has not understood why Dashan took the initiative to take the old mother back this time, until she met her old classmates and understood the reason for this.
That day, Xiaohua bought breakfast for the old lady, and on the way met her old classmate Zhang Wei, who is now the head of the personnel department of a local bureau. Zhang Wei saw her, greeted her warmly, and after a greeting, he said: "Unfortunately, your brother is very capable, we plan to promote him to section chief, and the bureau party committee has passed." But the next day, your brother was detained for drunk driving, and the matter was yellow. Even public office was dismissed, hey, pity! He is a famous filial piety of ours! ”
"Great filial piety! hum! "Little lace wanted to go, unconsciously came to the breakfast shop, the wooden door of childhood was replaced by a roller shutter, the original fritter shop area was doubled, after seeing two young men busy, the area of the bun shop next to it was also doubled, and three young men were invited, and the little flower did not know one. At this time, the old woman who was nearly seventy years old came out, and greeted the little flower as soon as she saw it, Oh, you haven't come for several years, or two meat buns? The daughter nodded. The middle-aged couple of the fritter shop leaned out and asked, "Do you want to bring fritters and soy milk to your old lady, your brother used to bring her every time." ”
Xiaohua shook her head and said, "Thank you, no, my mother didn't like to eat fritters when she was young, and now that she's old, her teeth are not good, her stomach is not good, and she doesn't like to eat fritters anymore." She still prefers to eat buns. After saying that, he walked away with two buns and disappeared into the crowd.
On a northern summer morning, the orange-red sun is slowly rising, appearing warm in the fog, and you never think that at noon, it will become a hot stove, roasting people dare not go out. (Note: Pictures and text are irrelevant)
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