Misfortune and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lurk. Don't look at Zhang He's complacent at this time, he couldn't hide his excitement for a few days, and he felt that his waist was much stiffer. But in the blink of an eye, he was captured by a fate that he could not escape, so that he had to face the joys and sorrows that life gave him again. His mother was going to the hospital, and the day had come for him to be separated from her.

That night, Zhang's mother also chose to stay at her parents' house as in her previous life, and "as always" requisitioned her father's big bed, so that Zhang He's grandfather and aunt were squeezed into the bed in the back room. And this kind of arrangement, Zhang He in the previous life naturally didn't think much about it, but felt that he could sleep with his mother in his grandmother's house, which felt great. But in this life, he can understand the intention of the adults, that is, everyone except him is worried about the risk of his mother's surgery, and he is afraid that tonight will be the last time for the family to reunite.

I saw Zhang's mother leaning her back on the head of the bed thoughtfully, with a faint yellow light emitted by a 15-watt small bulb above her head, holding Zhang He in her arms, looking ahead with blank eyes and saying, "Beibei, mom told you something." ”

Hearing his mother's familiar opening words, Zhang He's heart tightened, although he had experienced the same scene once in his previous life. But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, and his eyes were unconsciously filled with tears. It's not that he's worried about the so-called butterfly effect on his mother's surgery, but he knows what his mother's fate will look like from this moment on. And the yellow light that was flickering behind his mother "brought him back" to that same night.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple telling stories. ”

"Mom, you can talk about it. I don't want to hear this. Accompanied by this yellow light, Zhang He, who was not yet six years old at the time, covered his mother's mouth with his little hand in the quilt and complained.

"Mom won't tell stories today, Mom wants to tell you something. Zhang Muyi grabbed Zhang He's hand, and said with tears in her hair.

"What's the matter?" I don't know if it's because the mother and son are connected, or if the mother's tone is too obvious, in short, Zhang He at that time instantly had an ominous premonition.

Zhang's mother held back her tears, continued to run her hair with her hands, and said, "Mom is going on a business trip tomorrow! Can you listen to grandpa and grandma at home?"

When Zhang He heard this, he immediately raised his head, looked into his mother's eyes, and asked, "Where are you going?

Zhang's mother deliberately avoided her son's eyes, with tears in her eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's far, far away." Mom doesn't know when she'll be back. Maybe... Maybe you won't be able to come back for a long time. ”

Zhang He suddenly felt a strong heartache, but as he had always been taught to be a man, he still endured it and didn't cry, but his eyes were a little red, as if flattering, and he said coquettishly: "Then when you come back, can you buy me something delicious?"

"If you're obedient at home and your mother comes back, I'll buy it for you. Zhang Muqiang held up the "last" smile, stared at Zhang He's eyes, and said word by word.

Unexpectedly, Zhang He suddenly repented because of something, only to see him suddenly sit up and stared at his mother's eyes with tears in his eyes and said aggrievedly: "Mom, don't you want me anymore, I will be obedient in the future, can you not go on a business trip." It seems that every child in the world, big or small, can recognize "danger signals" from the tone and expression of an adult.

"Why doesn't Mom want you!" Seeing this, Zhang's mother hurriedly took Zhang He into her arms and cried. So much so that Zhang He, whose mind was blank for a moment, could only feel that his mother hugged him very tightly, and the hazy yellow light in front of him.

Until the next morning, Zhang He was rinsing his mouth in the courtyard. Suddenly, he noticed three strangers walking straight through the courtyard gate. I saw that they were all wearing the same clothes as their mothers usually went to work, and as soon as they entered the courtyard gate, they all walked towards themselves, and one of the aunts asked themselves, "Are you Beibei?"

Zhang He, who was not yet six years old at this time, couldn't help but be a little nervous in addition to curiosity, so he didn't bother to deal with people anymore, and immediately shouted into the house: "Grandma, come to the guest." Then he hurried back to the house.

But he didn't think about it, as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. I saw my mother, grandmother and aunt crying, and my grandfather sat on the sofa and sighed. On the ground next to his grandfather, there was an extra bag at some point, and it was his mother's slippers and toiletries tied to it.

"Beibei, come over and say goodbye to your mother, mother is going to the hospital. Seeing her grandson enter the house, Grandma Zhang He immediately waved with tears.

But Zhang He was like a fool, just staring at his mother blankly, without any reaction, only knowing how to clench the toothbrush jar in his hand vigorously.

"Come here, why are you standing stupidly? Mom is leaving, come over and say goodbye to Mom," found that the nephew was stunned and didn't move, and Aunt Zhang He also beckoned and urged.

"Mom, wow..." Zhang He, who came back to his senses, only called Mom, then threw away the toothbrush jar in his hand at once, threw himself into his mother's arms, and howled: "Mom, don't go." Don't go, I won't let you go. ”

Zhang's mother, who was already in tears, hugged her son's head tightly and instructed: "You have to listen to your grandparents, grandparents and aunts at home, and you will come back when your mother cures her headache. ”

"Mom, I won't let you go, don't go..."

"Mom will be there for a month, and when I come back, I will buy you a lot of good food. Obedient, well-behaved. Zhang's mother comforted her son by holding his shoulder.

"Mom, I won't let you go, don't go..."

"Bebe, the car is waiting outside. Let go of Mom, haven't you always wanted Mom to be healthy? Don't you also want to see Mom hit the wall with a headache? Auntie promises to buy you delicious food every day and take you to the park every week. ”

"I don't want good food, I don't want to go out. I want Mom, Mommy don't go..."

No matter how comforted his family, Zhang He just hugged his mother tightly and refused to let go, raising his head and praying with tears in his eyes to beg his mother not to go, and kept repeating the sentence in his mouth: "Mom, I won't let you go, don't go..."

"Don't invite the child to cry, let's go. I'll take Babe to the hospital to see you on Sunday. Grandpa, who had been silent, finally spoke, and then got up and hugged Zhang He's shoulder.

But this help didn't matter, but it made Zhang He feel like crazy in an instant, and he used all his strength to get rid of his grandfather's hand, and threw himself back into his mother's arms, roaring loudly: "Mom, Mom, don't go, I won't let you go, Mom..."

The shouts that changed the tone hit the hearts of every adult present, so that whether it was family members, colleagues, or Grandpa Tian and Grandma Tian who heard the voice, they couldn't help but leave tears. But in the end, everyone still broke the tight hands of the mother and son, causing Zhang He, who had collapsed to the point of convulsions, to be hugged tightly by his grandfather, and watched his mother walk out of the door.

So much so that many years later, although Zhang He couldn't remember whether his cheeks had received tears from his mother's face on the night he parted with his mother. I can't remember whether he secretly wiped his tears in the dead of night during the two months that his mother was hospitalized. All he remembered was that from that day on, he would often sit on the stool at the square table, staring blankly at the courtyard gate, fantasizing about his mother's sudden appearance. I only remember that until he grew up, he would often look out the window stupidly for several hours every time it rained or snowed. I only remember that to this day, no matter where he is, as long as he sees the dim yellow light, he will feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The poem says: Gengshen Zhongyuansheng, and he swaddled into Zhang's house.

When I was a child, I didn't see my father, and my mother didn't come to my sick home.

Strong face pretends, yellow light freezes moon white,

For the window to appreciate the rain and snow, who understands the childish heart.

In fact, the child's premonition is really smart. The parting with his mother that Zhang He experienced in his previous life may really become his farewell to his mother. Because even today, craniotomy is a high-risk surgical procedure. And the facts have also proved that after the first operation, Zhang's mother lost her memory, and until the second operation, not to mention her parents and colleagues, even her only son or herself, she didn't know her.

But as the old saying goes, blessings and disasters do not go alone. Just after Zhang's mother underwent two craniotomy operations, just before she was about to be discharged from the hospital, she received a divorce agreement from her husband, who had never shown up since she was hospitalized. and forced her to agree to leave the house cleanly, and she had to sign it immediately. As a result, she had just experienced life and death, and she collapsed and chose to commit suicide at that time. If he hadn't been stopped by people in the hospital, Zhang He would have had to struggle with the pain of losing his mother before he was six years old.

Therefore, in Zhang He's eyes, all the misfortunes of his mother were caused by his father. That's why after he came back from the crossing, he wanted to vaccinate his mother so happily, and he wanted to use a story to build a line of defense in his mother's heart. It's a pity that all the chances meet, just as the so-called spring is born, summer, autumn is harvested and winterized, before that moment, how could Zhang's mother subvert Zhang's father's image in her heart because of his few words?

To get back to the point, today's Zhang He naturally won't be as flustered as he was when he was a child, but after hearing his mother's opening words, he turned over, deliberately avoided the yellow light above his mother's head, and whispered to the bed, "Are you going to the hospital?"

Zhang's mother replied calmly: "Yes, my mother will go to the hospital tomorrow." ”

The reason why Zhang's mother was able to be so calm and change her attitude of relatives in her previous life must be because two days ago, on that morning with a headache and the night when Zhang He told her a story, she had already "had the opportunity" to express her worries to her son and release some pressure. And it is more likely that in just eleven days after Zhang He came back, her son's performance was different from the past, which made her really feel relieved and down-to-earth, and felt that her son had really grown up, which invisibly gave her confidence and strength.

Therefore, on this same night, it is natural that the reluctant goodbye and the stinging cry will not be heard again. Instead, I could only hear Zhang's mother shaking her son's shoulder and saying, "Since you know that your mother is going to the hospital, you don't turn around, just give me a back." And Zhang He adjusted his mood, turned over and asked, "Mom, are you afraid?"

Mother Zhang smiled and said, "A little." ”

Zhang He comforted: "Don't be afraid, the old gods have told me, you will be good as soon as you are good, and when you are well, you will live a prosperous and prosperous life." ”

Mother Zhang smiled and said, "Which old immortal is it? Why is it so glorious and rich?"

Zhang He said with a cute face: "Which old fairy appeared in my dream?" He told me that I will be very productive in the future. Therefore, with me, you will be prosperous and rich. ”

"Hehe! Looks like mom needs to hurry. I still have to see how filial my son is to me. Mother and son spent the night that should have been crying with talk and laughter.

Early the next morning, such a heart-rending parting scene of mother and son will naturally not be repeated. Instead, before early in the morning, Zhang He got up with his family and volunteered to cook a bowl of noodles for his mother.

Seeing that he hadn't washed yet, he picked up the small stool with a backrest and went straight to the kitchen. Under the "supervision" of the aunt, sit on the pot, fill the water, and light the fire. When bubbles bubbled slightly at the bottom of the pot, he used chopsticks to spin the water in the pot, and then took the egg handed by his aunt, knocked it on the edge of the pot, and put the egg liquid on the surface of the water and went down to the pot. It wasn't until the egg liquid slowly settled down that the noodles were lowered into the water. Then he bent down again to adjust the fire eye, jumped down to the ground, stood on tiptoe, and took a spoon and poured a spoonful of leek flowers and a spoonful of sesame oil into an empty bowl on the cupboard. And before the noodles were about to come out of the pot, I didn't forget to scatter a handful of green vegetable leaves into the pot. Finally, the trouble was that the aunt brought this bowl of noodles symbolizing "everything is going well" into the house.