Chapter 19 Looking for a job, the heart of the doll, the demolition money fell from the sky

When my child enters a welfare home, I also want to find a job to support myself, what kind of job should I find? I definitely can't find a job for a normal person, I have mental problems after a lot of hardship, and I can't withstand any storms, I just want a quiet and harmonious life. I am not like a strong person, after a strong person has experienced hardship, he will be stronger, work harder, and eventually succeed. I'm not that kind of person, after a lot of suffering, I always want to suffer as little torture as possible in the future, especially emotional torture. I don't want to be complimented or praised, I just want people to respect my past, not to stare at me, not to have arguments, that's enough.

Think about it, where there can be such work, where there are people, there will be strife and quarrels, and there will be contradictions. I'm a little bit of a passive avoidance, so I can't do that. All things considered, I wanted to go to the orphanage to clean and take care of the children, so I went to the orphanage so that I could see the children often. During the interview, the boss was surprised, how can you, a guy in his 30s, do this kind of work, only earn more than 1,000 yuan a month, deliver food in Jinan, and earn 6,000 yuan a month by running Didi. Asked how long I could last, I said long-term, I told the boss about my experience and purpose, and the owner agreed to let me stay. Whenever I finish my own work, I will run to take care of the children, watching the children grow up happily day by day, I am very happy, and use the money I earn to buy some daily necessities for the children, buy some small clothes, socks and shoes. Slowly, the aunt in the welfare home became familiar with me, and I also knew my experience, and I took care of the children more smoothly, watching the children grow up day by day and learn to call Dad, and I had a glimmer of hope in my heart.

I have been working in the welfare home property for two years, and I have watched the child grow up day by day, I feel that it is not okay to work in the welfare home anymore, the child is growing up day by day, and I will feel inferior when I see that her father is a cleaner, so I said goodbye to the boss and explained the situation, and the boss also agreed, and asked me what I plan to do next, I said that I want to work in the apartment for the elderly, I don't dislike the salary base, the salary is the bottom of the place, there is no dispute.

So I went to work in an apartment for the elderly, cleaning and taking care of the elderly. I am a man, young, and strong, and can lift those lonely old people who can't move, so I am respected and recognized by others in the senior apartment, which is what I need most. In the past few years, whenever an elderly person has died, I have carried it to the hearse, sending away one after another, and I have also looked down on life and death.

Once upon a time, the memories of the years began to blur, those who understood and did not understand passed away with the years, and those things that I once insisted on and could not achieve slowly began to let go. I never want to go back to my old childhood home. The only thing I can't worry about is my daughter, whom I often visit during my days working in the senior apartment. Now she's six years old, and when I led her to play in the compound of the orphanage, his little ponytail was curled up and he was running fast, and I followed behind, looking at her heels, and she laughed and told me to catch up. I often think about these things, happy things, beautiful things.

One day I received a phone call from a woman's voice, unfamiliar and familiar. "Hey, is it the sea?" asked the other end of the line.

"It's me, I'm the sea. Who are you?" No one has called me for a long time, my phone has become an ornament, sometimes I look at the phone SMS, only 10086, sometimes very lonely. Now my mom has called me, and it turns out that my mom never left.

"I'm a mom. Said on the other end of the phone.

I was shocked and curious at the same time, when I was 10 years old, my mother sent me to my grandmother's house, and I haven't heard my mother's voice for 20 years.

"Your grandmother's house has been demolished, and the money is divided according to the household registration, your household registration is in your grandmother's house, and your mother's household registration has moved out. ”

At that time, my grandmother and grandfather had passed away, and I became the head of the household in the household register.

"Come back tomorrow, home is still the same home. Your grandfather's small yard has more than 3 million demolition costs. Mom said.

"Okay, Mom," I said, my heart beating faster and so excited that I could see my mom tomorrow. Why go tomorrow, I want to go home tonight, I want to go home so much, no matter how much hatred the mother and son had before, in a word, go home to the child, it can always warm the wounded heart.

When it got dark, I excitedly walked towards the familiar and unfamiliar road, the direction of home, and I hadn't knocked on the door for more than ten years. I sighed, hey, when people are middle-aged, money is a good thing, money can make my mother call me, money can make my daughter happy, money can reunite our family. Thinking about it, I slowed down, if I don't have money, can I reunite with my mother? Can my mother call me? Thinking about it, thinking that I came to the door, the door has not changed, it is still the same door, but it is old, I don't know if my mother has changed. I raised my hand and paused for a moment, then slowly lowered my hand and knocked on the door. A voice came from inside the room: "Who?" "I, the sea." I said. "The sea. There was laughter in the room, and then the door opened, and I almost didn't recognize the old man in front of me, and the tall, slender mother was now gray, and her face was wrinkled. "The sea, don't stand outside, come in. "Mom laughed and laughed and cried, Mom, why are you old like this, the years are not forgiving. I saw that the house was in a mess, and I asked my mother, "What about my stepfather?" and my mother replied, "Gone, I let people deceive me, and now my old age is desolate." "I'll cook for you, said mom cooked.

"Little sister, where have you gone?" I asked.

"I'm married, and I don't come often. Mom replied. Looking at the cluttered house, I walked around and came to my bedroom, and the past was unbearable. Now I think of my wife again.

"Are you married? Mom asked.

"Got married," I said.

"Tomorrow call your daughter-in-law to come too. "Mom said,

"No, she's dead. "Mom was very surprised. Then he asked, "Do you have any children?"

"Yes, there are three children, the eldest is called Li Hope, the second is called Li Chenxi, and the third is called Li Wanxi, but the eldest and the second died in an accident, and the third is now in the orphanage. "Hearing this, my mother strongly asked to take the third child out, no matter what, her grandparents and grandchildren will be together in the future, but I politely refused.

I finally went back to my dream home and lived in my own bedroom, thinking to myself that I had to thank my mother for not selling the house no matter how hard it was. I heard from my mother that when they separated, my father not only gave the house, but also gave me a lot of money, which was my child support. I couldn't sleep at night, thinking to myself, is it a good thing or a bad thing for me to come back, when I have money, my space is open, relatives, friends, dad, mom are coming. When I don't have money, my space is closed, like this door of my house, I can't knock on it. Maybe I shouldn't feel so much now, I should enjoy the warmth of my loved ones' reunion.

I had been living with my mother until the money had not yet arrived, and my mother strongly demanded that she take her granddaughter over and raise her as an adult, but I politely refused each time. But my mother didn't get angry, and called me to eat every day, and I felt the warmth of home, but there was one less person in this family, that is, Dad. I told my mom that we'd go to my dad together when the money came down. Pick up Dad from Xi'an.