Goodbye My First Love (Short Story) Zhang Baotong

When I came to Huang's house, Huang's mother was sitting at the small table in the hall, peeling a small bowl of peanuts, and when she saw me coming in with so many things, she was stunned at first, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?" I said, "Huang's mother, I'm Yuying." ”

Don't say that Huang Ma can't recognize me, I can barely recognize Huang Ma anymore. Her hair was white, she was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and her little face was full of deep wrinkles, like grooves carved out by a chisel. A person in her fifties looks like a seventy-year-old mother-in-law. Seeing her like this, I wanted to cry.

Huang's mother hurriedly got up, rushed over, and shouted in surprise, "Isn't this my sister Yuying?" said, taking the things in my hand, while holding my hand, she looked me up and down, and said, "My sister Yuying, she looks so beautiful, it makes people feel distressed." ”

I held Huang's mother's hand, sat on a small stool with her, and explained, "Huang's mother, I have come back several times in the past, and every time I want to come to see you, but every time I walk to your door, I just don't dare to come in, I am afraid that when you see me, you will think of the New Year and feel sad." ”

Huang's mother said, "I heard your mother say it. I don't blame you. Then, he asked me, "How long will I stay when I come back for the Chinese New Year?" I said, "After the New Year, I will go back on the second day of junior high school." Huang's mother said, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's not easy to come back once, stay a few more days." I said, "No, I'm going back to do something." On the eighth day of the first lunar month, I am going to the United States. ”

Huang Ma asked me, "Why are you going to the United States?" and I said, "We're going to settle in the United States." I went to the United States, and it was not easy to come back in the future. So, when I came back this time, I wanted to do everything that needed to be done and see all the people who needed to be seen. Huang Ma nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Huang's mother made me a cup of bean tea, and I drank it while saying, "Huang's mother, I went to the New Year's cemetery yesterday, burned paper money for him, and gave him some food. Huang's mother was so moved, tears immediately welled up, and said, "I didn't expect that my son has been dead for so many years, and there are still people who are thinking about him and worrying about him." ”

I said, "The New Year saved my life and was so kind to me, I will never forget it, so all these years, when I think of him, my heart is so bad." As I spoke, I felt that tears began to roll in my eyes, but I resisted and didn't let the tears flow, I was afraid that this would cause Huang's mother to feel sad.

Huang Ma sighed and said, "How nice it would be if my New Year's boy didn't die? As he spoke, he began to wipe away tears from his sleeve. I didn't know what to say to comfort her. Actually, I know that nothing I can say can comfort her. I can understand the sorrow and sorrow of a mother who has lost her beloved son.

I know that this kind of occasion is not suitable for a long time, and my parents have also explained it to me. So, I drank a cup of beans at once, took out 2,000 yuan from my pocket, stuffed it into Huang Ma's hand, and said, "Huang Ma, this is a little bit of filial piety and expression to you, please don't be surprised." ”

Huang's mother hurriedly pushed my hand away, but I just shoved the money into her hand. Huang's mother said, "I'll only accept 200 yuan, and you can take the rest." But I pressed Huang's mother's hand tightly and told her not to be so polite. Seeing that I was so persistent, Huang's mother had to put the money away and must keep me for dinner.

I said, "Mother Huang, don't be polite, I want to go back immediately, and I have to go to Matang to see my aunt at noon, so don't bother." With that, I got up from the stool and took Huang's mother's hand to say goodbye to her. I said, "Mom Huang, I'm going to the United States, and it's going to be difficult for me to come back in the future." When it's the New Year, please help me burn some paper and send some money for the New Year. Let him know I'm still remembering him. ”

Huang Ma was very surprised when she heard this, and then she hugged me as if I was a relative, crying and saying, "My Yuying sister, my cub!" I also hugged Huang Ma tightly, comforted me and said, "Huang Ma, you will only treat me as your daughter in the future, and if you have difficulties and important things, call me." Huang's mother couldn't speak because of her sadness, so she nodded vigorously.

I couldn't bear this sadness and wanted to leave quickly. So, I pushed Huang Ma away and said, "Huang Ma, I'm leaving." But Huang's mother still held my hand tightly, refused to let go, and asked me, "When will you go back?" I said, "Huang Ma, you don't need to send it." With that, I broke away from Huang Ma's hand and said, "Huang Ma, I'm leaving, take care." "When I went out and walked far away, I breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart. When I walked to the bend of the path, I saw Huang's mother waving to me.

The New Year is just a few days away, and the New Year's atmosphere is starting to get stronger. However, his younger brother Ning Lingzi has not returned. Mom asked me to call him. But the younger brother said that the boss would not let him go, and he had to wait until the Chinese New Year's Eve to give him a holiday. I said that by the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it would be difficult to buy tickets. But the younger brother said that they had already bought the tickets, took the high-speed rail, and could arrive home at noon on the Chinese New Year's Eve. I heard that my brother has already bought the ticket. My parents and I were relieved.

The sound of firecrackers began to ring out so intensely that from village to village was so continuous that the whole sky was filled with smoke. The sound of firecrackers is not only to add joy to the New Year, but also to welcome people who have left their hometowns and worked hard to return home for the New Year. In our country, no matter how busy you are, you have to return home at this time to reunite with your family. This is not only a custom, but also a responsibility and mission.

The New Year in my hometown is not only a happy gathering, but also contains a kind of vitality and hope. Hopefully, the new year will have better income and more happy events. Because the countryside is too poor, there is no hope, so you can only pin your hopes on the distance. Therefore, every New Year is a short respite and an accumulation of strength, just as the farmland has to start to exert its strength in the spring after a break in winter. However, after the New Year, people have to leave their homes and travel from place to place in search of hope, and then bring hope back home. Hope and struggle are the never-ending themes of hometown life.

What we are children is the hope of our parents. They need me to send money home often, which is insignificant to me, but it is vital to them. My hometown is poor and backward, far from the towns, and few people are admitted to universities, and there are even fewer people like me who have a successful career. Therefore, almost all young and middle-aged people in their hometowns have to go out to work. Many people of my father's age are also away from home all year round. Because I can send money to my family often, I don't have to let my father go out to work. So, my parents have always been grateful to me. In fact, this is also my gratitude to my parents.

I'm going to go to the other side of the ocean, and my parents will always be worried that my children are going to such a distant place. That afternoon, I went to the town's post office and installed a landline at home. That way, my parents can call me when they think about me.