In the winter of '87, in mid-to-late December, the weather in the ditch was cold, and outside the mud house, it was snowing heavily, and the north wind was howling, and the snow was thick in three feet, and in the thin place it was one foot, and the streets were covered with fifty or sixty centimeters of snow.

It's winter vacation, unfortunately, Xu Lao Er has a fever, lying on the kang, dazed, hot like a stove, my father is on a business trip, my mother didn't come back with a noodle bag, and my brother is like a fool, and he doesn't care about the ballast at all.

Just playing with his classmates in the Westinghouse. Xu Laoer's condition is getting worse and worse, and his grandmother is hospitalized with infusion.

Xu Lao Er felt that the world was spinning, and he couldn't vomit if he wanted to, and he wanted to call someone no, not nothing, but a living person, playing in Westinghouse.

Time passed little by little, Xu Lao Er felt that he was going to die, at this time, his mother got off work, she got up at three o'clock in the morning, made tofu, soy milk, sold fritters, and then, went to work at eight o'clock, made up the noodle bags for a morning, and had no energy to take care of the children anymore.

As soon as I entered the door, I called Mom, I was uncomfortable, my Mom came to my side, touched my forehead, and said anxiously, why don't you call your brother to call me.

I said, shouted that no one paid attention to me, my mother didn't say a word, immediately carried me quickly, out of the house, put me on the back rack of the flying pigeon bicycle, pushed the bicycle to the hospital, when I came back was a tailwind, to the hospital is a top wind, the wind speed is very urgent, the wind is about seven or eight levels, my mother wants to ride on the bike, but it is impossible, the snow under the feet has submerged the calf, the bicycle can not climb at all.

I could only push and walk, and I was uncomfortably suspicious that I might die on the road. I forgot to cry, I just felt dizzy and nauseous, and my stomach was churning.

Not to mention how uncomfortable it is. While pushing the car, my mother said to me, the second child is almost here, you bear with it, I said Mom, hurry up, I'm going to die.

My mom forced her to ride the bike, climbed a few times, and fell down, she picked me up, picked up the bike, and put me on the back rack of the car, just pushed a few steps, I fell into the snow with a bang, my mom stopped the bike, helped me up again, and put me on the back rack.

This time, before I could push forward, I let out a wild blow and fell into the snow again. My mother cried, she was the kind of rural woman who cried when she couldn't help it.

But the wind and snow were so big, and there was no one on the road, she wiped her tears, picked me up, put me on the beam in front, I lay on the front handlebar, swaying, I said Mom, hurry up.

I'm so uncomfortable. My mom was crying while pushing the car, and after half an hour, I couldn't sit still, slipped off the front beam, and fell on the snow.

My mom threw the car on the side of the road. Carrying me on his back, he strode forward and waited for the car. After another ten minutes, we arrived at the hospital, which was actually nothing more than a health clinic at best.

At this time, I was almost unconscious. My mother found the doctor, and the doctor said to my mother, your child has internal typhoid fever, a severe cold, and now has a high fever of 41 degrees and 2 degrees, and needs to be infusion immediately, go and pay the money.

My mother said that he didn't bring any money when he came out of Tai Chi, so she asked the doctor to give me an infusion first, and she went back to get the money.

The doctor reluctantly agreed. I was admitted to the hospital and lay on the hospital bed, and my mom watched me and put on a drip before she immediately went home to get the money.

My grandmother and I stayed in a ward. My grandmother looked at me. I was sweating, the quilt was soaking wet, I woke up at night, I opened my eyes, my mother was beside me, she touched my head, touched my hand, and said to me, second child, you are awake.

I said yes. My mom said, hungry or not, I said, hungry. My mother actually brought me a big bowl of dumplings, a meatball, and I didn't eat such delicious dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

I ate several dumplings and drank some water, but I still felt dizzy, and after a while I vomited again. My mother didn't close her eyes all night, he guarded me, told me stories, told me that in the past, in the mountains, there lived a family, there were four mothers, the old mother with three children, relying on embroidery for a living, where the dim waiting, the old mother, little by little showed a splendid mountain villa map, embroidered the picture, the old mother carelessly, the finger pricked, blood dripping on it, what to do, the old mother thought about it, in the place where the blood was dropped, embroidered a sun ☀️, for a long time, the old mother was tired, but the old mother saw her children, not yet eaten, thought I had to embroider quickly, sold for food, let my children eat enough, warm。

So, the old mother did not rest, and continued to repair the picture of the splendid villa, the light was too dim, the old mother's eyes were tired and left tears, wetting Xiuping, what to do, the old mother was in the wet place, embroidered on the river.

and mountains, rivers and fields. The old mother embroidered for a long time, half a year later, the old mother finally finished embroidering, just about to take the market to sell, but suddenly hung a gust of wind, the old mother embroidered the splendid mountain villa, scraped away, I don't know, where the blow went, the old mother had no choice, just called the eldest son, to find, the eldest son brought dry food, on the road, came to a crossroads, met an old grandfather, he asked the old grandfather, have you seen my mother's embroidered painting, the old grandfather told him, see, it is the devil looks good, blowing a gust of wind, swept away。

The devil lives in a far, far away place, and you have to climb over the knife mountain, burn the sea of fire, and defeat the devil in order to find your mother's embroidery, so young man, I see, you don't go to the devil, you have to go back to the embroidery, I have forty taels of silver, you take it back, buy a house and live.

The eldest son of the old mother, shaken. Say okay, thank you, grandpa. The old mother waited at home for him to come back, and she didn't come back for two years.

The old mother thought that her son was blind when she cried. There was no way, so he asked the second son to find his brother and the painting.

The second son walked to the crossroads and also met the old man and said the same thing. The second son was shaken, and the old man also gave him silver.

After another three years, the old mother didn't see her two sons come back, and she had no choice but to be sick in bed as she thought about her sons.

So he said to the third son, San'er, my mother is afraid that she is dying, before she dies, I want to see your two brothers, as well as my painting, you go to find your mother, and if you can't find it, come back early.

The third son, who went out, came to the crossroads, met the old man, and the old man said the same thing to him, and the third son insisted on finding the paintings of his brothers and mother.

So the old man said, okay, so he showed him the way, saying that this is the way to the Demon King's territory, you go.

Brave young man, based on your bravery, I have decided to give you a pair of shoes and a cape. And a sword.

The third child took the things given by the old grandfather and embarked on a search journey, he put on the boots given by the old grandfather, scalded through the sea of fire, put on the cloak given to him by the old grandfather and flew over the knife mountain.

In the end, with the sword given to him by the old man, he defeated the demon king, occupied the castle 🏰, and recaptured the picture scroll.

Restore peace and tranquility to the castle controlled by the Demon King. Rescued the commoner who was locked up in the castle, and under the guidance of the civilian, found the cursed princess in the castle, he kissed the princess, broke the spell, married the princess, returned home, and took his mother.

His two elder brothers quickly ran out of money and died of starvation. Later, he visited famous doctors all over the world to cure the old mother's eyes and take care of the old mother's body.

The family lives a happy, happy and carefree life. After my mother finished telling the story, she coaxed me to sleep and sang nursery rhymes to me, and a little mouse went up to the lampstand, and ate the oil on his head, but he couldn't get down, and called his mother, and his mother hugged him down, and his mother hugged him down.

Little Fat Dun, sitting on the door, crying and shouting for his daughter-in-law. Big rooster, get up early, I went to the neighboring village to borrow rice, went to four or five homes, and came back two or three miles.

Jasmine is fragrant, and I have the heart to pick it, but I am afraid of falling rice. Although this story is very childish, I have never forgotten that my mother guarded me, and just like that, I slowly fell asleep.

I slept very soundly, I was not afraid, because my mother was there, and I knew that no matter when, where, what kind of danger there was, my mother would protect me as soon as possible.

The first time to protect me is always only my parents, and it is never that bullshit love, bullshit boyfriend and girlfriend.