That afternoon, Wang Xiaolong slept very sweetly on his mother's bed, and a burst of fragrance suddenly came over, disturbing his clear dream!

In his sleep, he twitched his nose slightly, and soon knew that it was the fragrance of delicacies, and he had not smelled such a fragrant smell for a long time when eating in a big pot of rice in the company.

In the haze, he opened his eyes and saw his mother sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at his face, and the smell of meat and fish wafting in the room.

"Son, you've finally woken up!" his mother, Wang Qiuyue, said softly.

She had already prepared the meal, and when she saw that her son was sleeping well, she couldn't bear to disturb it, so she put the prepared food in the pot and steamed it, quietly waiting for her son to wake up.

"Mom, the food you cooked is so delicious!" Wang Xiaolong couldn't help but admire.

"Son, you're hungry, come, let's have a reunion dinner together!" After Wang Qiuyue finished speaking, she walked to the balcony and brought the steamed dishes.

That night, eating the food cooked by his mother herself, Wang Xiaolong tasted the taste of home.

The mother kept sandwiching the dishes for her son: "Son, there is no oil and water in the big pot of dishes in the cafeteria, and the dishes made by my mother are full of oil and water, you need nutrition for your body, eat more." ”

The son also kept sandwiching vegetables for his mother: "Mom, you can eat more!"

"Son, the name on your label is Wang Xiaolong, who gave you the name?" Wang Qiuyue's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air and asked in surprise.

Children's names are usually given by their parents, just three or two words, but they carefully select every word, with their emotional temperature and incomparably good memories.

She remembers that she named her son Wang Pengchuan, Peng is Shenzhen, Sichuan is Sichuan, and she hopes that her son will have a bright future in the future, just like the Dapeng soaring above the mountains and rivers.

"Mom, I came out to work, the regular factories disliked me as a child laborer, they didn't want me, I borrowed someone else's ID card to work, and my son knew his name, which was taken by his parents, called Wang Pengchuan. Wang Pengchuan said.

"I hope you will be like Dapeng in the future, Pengcheng Wanli! This name was chosen after I discussed it with your father, and you can't change it!" Wang Qiuyue said.

"Mom, got it!" Wang Pengchuan nodded.

"Mom doesn't blame you, you have no choice!" Wang Qiuyue said as she touched her son's head with her hand.

I really didn't expect that my son was so old, he was taller than himself, and on the day he ran away, his son was still a child wearing open crotch pants, and he was not as tall as her waist.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, I didn't raise you well!" Wang Qiuyue blamed herself.

In the sound of self-blame, Wang Qiuyue fell into deep memories.

Twelve years ago, in June, the weather was already hot and dry, the grass on the ridges was growing like crazy, and the countryside was filled with the fragrance of rice blossoms.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaolong's grandmother went to the ridge to pull grass to feed the grass carp, she was still young, in her forties, and her four-year-old grandson was sleeping soundly in bed.

With a fair face, the young and plump widow Wang Qiuyue hurried back from the field with a hoe on her back.

It was a simple latrine, built at the back of the house, backed by a green hill, and shaded by tall green trees, which seemed very private.

She hurriedly ran into the simple latrine, hurriedly pushed the wooden door shut, took off her blue pants, revealing a porcelain white body, she squatted down, a little harder, the blockage in her body was completely dredged, she felt much more relaxed, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

The diarrhea came and went quickly, and she was about to stand up, when suddenly she heard the door of the latrine creak and someone gently pushed it open.

Oh my God! Why didn't you close the door just now! It must have been in a hurry just now, and she forgot to close the door tightly in a panic, the door of the toilet used to have a bolt, and the bolt was lost a few days ago, and there was such a toilet at home, which was used by men and women, and outsiders generally did not use it, so Wang Qiuyue didn't care too much, and when she was in a hurry these days, she just covered the door.

When you see a well-covered door, no one will venture in.

Oh no, all my private parts are leaking!

She raised her head suddenly, and when she saw it, it was her grandfather, a grandfather in his forties, standing in front of her with his upper body naked and wearing a pair of cool pants.

The man's breath was like that of an animal, and she was afraid.

He definitely didn't mean it, he was his son's daughter-in-law, although his son died half a year ago, but she was still the mother of his grandson, he wouldn't do anything to himself!

A red cloud immediately flew up on her fair face, lowered her head, and immediately got up, about to wipe the matter, who knew that Ah Gong not only did not go out to avoid it, but boldly stepped forward and hugged her recklessly.

She struggled, but the man gasped like a mad cow plowing the field.

She wanted to shout, but she was afraid that the ugly thing would spread out, and she would never see anyone again, and in the closed mountain village, people regarded such things as more important than life.

The usually kind-looking grandfather, in his forties, was very energetic, and finally could not resist the temptation of the mature body of the twenty-five-year-old young widow beside him, and he entered her so hard that she didn't even have time to wipe the excrement behind her buttocks.

When he snorted meaningfully, he came back to life.

"Wang Qiuyue, your plump and attractive body swings in front of my eyes every day, I can't control it at all, forgive me. After Ah Gong was satisfied, he called her name directly.

Wang Qiuyue didn't speak, just sobbed vigorously.

In the early hours of the next morning, after kissing her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her, she stepped on the southbound train without hesitation.

Over the years, she has been thinking about going back, going back to see her child Wang Pengchuan, buying him a new dress, and dressing him up beautifully, he has no father, he can no longer live without his mother, but when she thinks of her grandfather, when she thinks of that sunny afternoon, and when she thinks of the toilet in the thick shade, she can't help but tremble.

The thought of going home that popped into her mind was quickly dispelled, and she hid her face and couldn't stop sobbing.

At the humble dining table, Wang Qiuyue told her son with tears in her eyes about the heart that had been suppressed for 12 years.

This is fate, this is life, this is the story of a young widow who is violated by someone close to her.

In addition to instructing us to make rational choices, people's brains often fall into the emotional quagmire and it is difficult to work normally and lose the correct instructions, and once people fall into the emotional quagmire, there will be a painful struggle, the length of the struggle is mainly determined by the depth of your emotional quagmire.

Such an unspeakable story, she can't share it with others, and today seeing her son who she hasn't seen for twelve years, the floodgates of her emotions have opened, and she has a very strong desire to talk.

After she said all this, she wanted to tell her son that it was not that she didn't want that home, but that that home abandoned her, and she couldn't find a corner where she could live.

It's not that she doesn't want him, but she doesn't have the face to go back.

In the dim light, after she finished telling the story, she immediately hugged her grown son and cried.

At this moment, Wang Pengchuan understood the reason why his mother had wandered outside for twelve years and did not go back, and he hugged his mother tightly and wanted to give her strength.

After saying the humiliation in her heart, Wang Qiuyue felt much more relaxed, and she wanted to make a final break with her past self.

When her son comes, she must stand up bravely!

She is a mother, she must send her son to study, buy a house for her son and marry a wife!

"Mom! Grandpa died two years ago! Go back!" Wang Pengchuan said.

"Scum, almost ruined my life! God has retribution!" Wang Qiuyue scolded angrily.

Wang Pengchuan would never have thought that his grandfather, whom he had always admired, would be the murderer who forced his mother to wander outside for 12 years! All he had in his mind was his grandfather's goodness, and the reason why he was able to survive was because of his grandfather's love!

Mother certainly won't lie, she's had a hard enough time!

Water under the bridge!

I must study and work hard to repay my mother.

"Child, you can sleep here today, Mom really wants to see you more. Wang Qiuyue said.

After she put down the chopsticks in her hand, she remembered the early morning of the day she left twelve years ago, that day, after she turned to leave, along the way, she had been silently praying in her heart for her child, praying that he would grow up healthy and safe throughout his life.

"Well, I'm living here today, this is my home, and the factory is the dormitory. Wang Pengchuan nodded and said seriously.

"Come, Mom will measure your bust, tonight, Mom won't take over the handicraft business of those small shops, Mom will make you a suit. Wang Qiuyue got up and took a tape measure from the side of the sewing cart and said.

After measuring the size, Wang Qiuyue sat in front of the sewing cart and went to cut the cloth.

Wang Pengchuan got up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and washed and scrubbed on the balcony.

That night, Wang Pengchuan fell asleep in his mother's bed.

In the middle of the night, he woke up several times, saw his mother's back, towering on the sewing cart, and shouted, "Mom, you sleep, and the clothes will be made tomorrow." ”

"Son, you go to sleep first, Mom will be ready after a while. Wang Qiuyue said as she lowered her head and stepped on the sewing cart.

The new suit, stitch by stitch, was finally sewn at dawn.

When Wang Pengchuan got up from the bed, breakfast was ready, and the smell of bread and milk wafted in the humble room.

After breakfast, when he put on the new clothes that his mother sewed for himself, he seemed to return to his childhood, when every Spring Festival, his mother would tailor new clothes for him.

He wanted to jump, he wanted to dance, he wanted to sing a song in order to express the good mood at this time.

Just as he was about to go crazy, he caught a glimpse of his mother's eyes, which were extremely tired and bloodshot, and tears could not help but flow down his eyes as soon as his nose was sore.

Wang Pengchuan, this is a joyful day, you can't cry, you can't let your humiliated mother see your cowardice, your mother rushed to make new clothes for you overnight, you should be happy when you wear it.

So the smiling face climbed up his immature face again, and he began to jump again, even dance, like a four-year-old child, simple and carefree in thought.

That day was October 8th, the first working day after the National Day holiday, when he got up to work, Wang Qiuyue hugged him, and said: "Son, you are only sixteen years old this year, and you have suffered enough in society, Mom is sorry for you, you quit your job today, Mom wants to take you back for you to go to school, Mom has money, as long as you study hard, Mom has money for you to go to college, over the years, Mom has saved a lot of money." ”

Wang Pengchuan suddenly remembered the scene of working overtime in the most difficult soldering process, the scene of being threatened when he ran a black motorcycle, and the weak shoulders of the sixteen-year-old once carried the whole sky of his life, and he couldn't stop crying.

"Well, I'm going to quit my job today and go back to my hometown with my mother to study. Wang Pengchuan nodded and said.

That day, he went to Tyco early in the morning and submitted his resignation form early.