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Prose: Mother's love is silent

"Silent Mother's Love"

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Prose: Mother's love is silent

Eight sisters' family of three

When I was a child, someone always said to me half-jokingly: "You eighth sister, almost let your mother beat up in the womb, and almost gave birth to someone." In my mother's words, I also confirmed the truth of these words, but the real maternal love made me feel more like a joke.

In my mother's recollection, because my mother was in advanced age when I was pregnant, the age gap between me and my brother and sister was very large, so I wanted to stop the pregnancy, and I also took a lot of fetal medicine, but in the end I could not prevent my birth. However, since then, I was also destined to be born weak and sickly, and my mother was not less afraid of me, and it became common to find a doctor in the middle of the night, and several well-known doctors became my family's friends.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

The eighth sister's infancy

In order to take care of me, my mother always took me with her, even if she went out with my father, who did not forget to take me. My mother became all the emotional support of my childhood. Especially when I was sick, I was more dependent, and even snuggled in my mother's arms to alleviate the pain and sleep peacefully.

I remember that a year before I went to college, I suddenly and inexplicably got a serious illness, sick for nearly half a year, the doctor informed my family, saying that I may be infected, especially my mother can no longer sleep with me, but my mother firmly disagreed, that is, to sleep with me, and even asked the doctor, if she is infected, can alleviate my condition.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

My mother, who usually did not believe in the gods, also began to ask the gods to ask questions, and every morning in addition to accompanying me to take medicine and go to the hospital for injections, she knelt in front of the gods. At first I didn't know what she was asking for? Once, I overheard her mouth chanting, "May God bless the child with peace and all the calamities and illnesses that I can bear myself!" Although I knew that my mother loved my daughter very much, I really didn't fully understand my mother's feelings at the time, and I blamed her for doing it.

Perhaps it was the mother's love that touched the heavens, under the careful care of the mother, after half a year of treatment, my disease was finally completely cured, and after investigation, not only did not leave any sequelae, but also produced an antibody to the general disease. Hearing the doctor's diagnosis, the mother only showed a smile that she had never seen in more than half a year. The following year, I also got my wish to go to the university campus to study the journalism major of my dreams.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

Photo of Eight Sisters in College

Before leaving, my mother changed her previous frown, and the spring breeze was always with me, and I knew that she did not know what to say to me for a while, but it seemed that there were many, many things she wanted to say. I was in a hurry to get to the docks, and I said to her, "Go back, don't follow." My mother didn't answer, just smiled and watched as the car I was riding in slowly started. The car had been driving for a long time, and I thought it was time for my mother to get home, but when I looked at the rear window of the car, I was surprised to see that my mother was still walking quickly behind the car, and as the speed of the car increased, it was getting farther and farther away, and my vision began to blur.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

In fact, it was only a few years later that I became a mother and realized the selflessness and fearlessness of maternal love. Maybe it's that the new mother doesn't know how to take children, and when I greeted the children of my life with joy, I found myself at a loss. Lack of necessary experience and preparation for raising a good baby, coupled with the special occupations they are engaged in, the baby has a bad spleen and stomach problem due to poor care from an early age. Three days of illness at both ends left me scratching my head. In particular, the frequent inflammation of the tonsils caused by physical weakness makes me even more upset. And once the fever does not go away for several days, and even convulsions occur. At that time, I truly experienced the heart-wrenching and helplessness of being a mother, and I, who never believed in gods, also began to frequently kneel to the gods and ask God to bless my children to grow up safely and healthily.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

Once, the child was having a high fever, and the child's grandmother accidentally choked on the child's trachea when feeding her, and her life was in danger, and the doctor did not dare to guarantee it. At that time, I had a dead heart. In my heart I silently pleaded with the heavens that I would rather trade my life for the life of my child. At that moment, I really realized what a mother's heart-wrenching pain and love were all about. Fortunately, after the emergency doctor made every effort to rescue it, it was fortunate to suck out the foreign body in the child's trachea and turn the danger into ruin. Participating in the rescue of doctors and nurses has also become a benefactor for my life.

As a mother, the child is everything to herself, and for the sake of the child, the mother can give up anything. In 2000, my unit vertical city, municipal middle-level cadres competition was also fully rolled out. At that time, my child was still young, unfortunately, during the period of the competitive examination, the child was sick again, and for more than half a month, the fever was repeated, and the doctor could not say the truth.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

The unit also repeatedly pressurized me, not only asking me to be responsible for one series of reports after another, but also to come to the scene of the report at 6 o'clock every morning. He also asked me to write drought report materials for the government, in addition to completing the task of public assignment. I am also limited to turning in multiple self-written manuscripts in the prescribed short period of time, otherwise I will have to double my salary. What is even more explicit is that I have tried to prevent me from taking the exam under various pretexts of being busy at work, and in the face of all kinds of unreasonable pressure and strange signs, some people who also took the exam have arranged for rest. I seemed to realize something in my heart, but for the sake of the child, I was unable to fight back, nor did I have the heart to ask for an explanation, so I could only suffer in silence. Put the exam aside.

Prose: Mother's love is silent

Seeing that the next day I was going to take the airship at 6 o'clock in the morning to Shantou to participate in the city's unified examination, I took the new test book in front of God and prayed to God, as long as I kept my child safe, I was admitted, and I would rather give up, this is a simple mother, but from the bottom of my heart.

That exam, maybe the heavens really came to test me. The result of the examination was that my written test score was more than 80 points, which was only one point away from the first place in the city' districts and counties, ranking second in the city, and in my unit, the second place behind me was only more than 60 points, but in the end I was unexpectedly defeated by many people. At that time, the main leaders of the unit were afraid that I would go to the city to sue, and also said publicly, "I don't want to record high scores, I want to record low scores, dare to go to sue, anyway, the city leaders are my classmates, and it is useless to sue." ”

I had no heart or mood to respond to this provocative frenzy, because I was ready to accept the expected outcome calmly. Instead of being afraid of any evil forces. At that time, many people complained about me, and even some people who did not know me called me cowardly and connived at corruption, but I laughed it off. Who among them can know that as a mother, I have not only bowed to corruption and power more than once. I don't want to fight because I need to protect and take care of my children more than myself, and for me, children need perhaps silent maternal love...

Prose: Mother's love is silent
Prose: Mother's love is silent

Author: Suyan Hanjiang Xue

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