Wen | Fruit Fruit
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have believed that an old man in his sixties was still in several positions, busy and running like a young lad.
"Old Liu, you should also have a good rest." Neighbors always advised him that way. It was useless, he was like a spinning top that couldn't stop, repairing shoes and dispensing keys during the day, unloading goods for others at night, and going to the early stalls as odd jobs in the morning. In short, as long as he can earn money, he will do it.
Why so desperately? The word "desperate" is not an exaggeration at all. He made himself a master of the world. Behind him, there is a son, a daughter and two children.
They hadn't seen him for more than a month. The daughter married into a neighboring village and could ride an electric car for a few minutes; the son married a widow for the second time, and her life was tight.
As a father, Lao Liu blamed himself for being too useless to give his children a good life. Whether it is a son or a daughter, the palms of the hands are meat. Therefore, he hopes that in his lifetime, when he can still move, he will save more money for his children.
Look at the clothes he was wearing, similar to a beggar's—a leaky cotton jacket, ankle-exposed pants, shoes that didn't fit his feet, and socks of one foot and one color.
"It's okay, it's not over, there is food and clothing." He was always able to stand up and be fair to his children when others questioned them. Although his heart was not comfortable, this was his way of life.
"Pillar, I've saved some money, you come back and get it." Work hard outside, don't aggrieved yourself. When he had some savings in his hand, he quickly called his son, and then happily waited for his son to come back and ask him for money.
"What a weird old man," people always shook their heads, feeling unworthy for him. Some even wanted to fight for him, threatening to let his children come back to see him.
Old Liu was frightened and quickly dispelled the thoughts of those people. "Don't dare, don't dare," he said, raising his old hand like a dead branch. "The kids are already miserable. Don't bother them with this anymore.
Looking confused, let me explain: When Old Liu was young, his family was poor and he could not marry his daughter-in-law. Finally a widow married him and had a son and a daughter. It was a good day, but this woman thought that the family was too poor and ran away. She did not run alone, but also took away Two beloved children of Lao Liu.
At that time, old Liu was crazy to look for them, not to ask for anything else, even if the daughter-in-law did not come back, but the child always had to stay for him. Later, the woman entrusted someone to come over and would not come back. At that time, I didn't get a marriage license, so I dragged it out.
Knowing that his son was going to get married, Lao Liu was repairing shoes for people. "Old Liu, your son is getting married, and you're still here to fix your shoes, didn't you tell me?" An old man who loves to watch the bustle stands there with his hands behind his back and laughs.
Years had passed, and Lao Liu still remembered that somewhat sweltering afternoon when the man stood in front of his shoe stall and smiled like a tumbler about his son's posture when he got married.
"What do you know?" Old Liu still thinks so. Not only the man, but all the people, they only saw the indifference of Lao Liu and the children, but ignored their affection- the affection that Lao Liu had to pay.
"Anyway, they're all my children," the wrinkled old Liu muttered to himself, as if the children would accept him after saying it a few more times.
No matter how tired, no matter how busy, as long as he thinks of the children, Lao Liu is full of strength. He smiled, looking forward to the day when he could open his arms and welcome his children home.
Alone, he still strives to earn money so that his children can have a better life. Such a strange old man, cute?