Chapter Twenty-Seven: What is more sad than memories is to see things and think about people
After completing the formalities, Lin Mo originally wanted to go to the nearby vegetable market or supermarket to buy some fresh meat and vegetables first, but Chen's mother insisted on going home first, saying that she wanted to help Lin Mo clean up the guest room first.
"Auntie, don't be so troublesome, I'll just find a hotel to stay in at night. "Lin Mo had seen the guest room before, and he felt that it was too troublesome to clean up, and he was a little embarrassed.
"It's not troublesome, besides, how can there be a reason for guests to go out and find a hotel to live in, right, Niannian. Chen's mother gently twisted Chen Nian, who was sitting next to her watching the play.
"Oh, Mom is right, you can't let guests stay in hotels. Chen Nian couldn't hide, so he had to echo.
"That troublesome aunt and Niannian. Lin Mo felt that if he resigned, he would be a little ignorant, so he had no choice but to respond.
Since the death of Chen's father, the room that was originally used as Chen's father's study was also vacant, when Chen's father just died, Chen Nian always went to sit in the study, sitting on the chair where his father often sits, and the table was covered with rice paper written by his father, and every time he wanted to learn from his father to write something, but every time he didn't put down the pen, the paper was already wet with tears.
Later, the mother and daughter rarely went to that room again, and the study slowly became a utility room, which contained more things related to Chen's father.
"Momo, you go to the rest meeting, I'll clean up with Niannian. ”
Chen Nian thought to himself: "I'm also very tired, why don't you let me rest, who is my own child." ”
Although Chen's mother repeatedly asked to clean up together, Lin Mo and Chen Nian were worried about Chen's mother's body, and finally pushed Chen's mother out through coquettishness, reasoning and hard dragging.
"That's okay, then you clean up slowly, what Momo wants to eat, Auntie will cook. Chen's mother couldn't resist the two of them, and then arranged for herself to go to the kitchen.
"I want to eat everything my aunt makes. ”
"It's really a little expert at pleasing his mother-in-law, but ......" Chen Nian mentioned Lin Mo in silence for thirty seconds in advance.
The two of them first mopped the floor, then spread a picnic mat in the middle of the house, put the miscellaneous things on the mat, and then sorted them into a packing box.
Lin Mo lightly put bundles of preparation notes into the box, although he had not seen Father Chen, but with the things left by Father Chen, he knew what kind of person he was, he should have a pair of smiling eyes, soft temper, rarely angry, and always speak in an organized manner......
"Uncle must be a very good teacher!" Lin Mo said.
"Well, look at these, they are all awards he has won, including outstanding teachers in the city, excellent class teachers, and top ten teachers...... , but his favorite is the bundle you have hand, which his students wrote to him. ”
"If I were a student, I would love my uncle too. ”
"On the day of Dad's funeral, there were a lot of people, there were successful careers, there were people who worked hard for life, there were students who were going to college and there were students he was taking, and a brother told me that when Dad was angry, he would raise his slap high, but it would become a gentle touch when it fell on them, and the train of life went all the way forward, cutting off their lives, and when he had time to come back to see him, even a touch became a luxury. ”
Lin Mo gently took Chen Nian into his arms and listened to her talk about the past word by word.
"My dad is a very loving person, he likes to take pictures, and he took a lot of beautiful photos of me since I was a child, and then he washed out all those photos, and wrote the date on the back of each photo. ”
"Do you know, although my family's conditions were not so good when I was a child, I never lacked dolls since I was a child, and my dolls were sewn by my father. ”
"Dad is a very easy-going person, rarely loses his temper, but he will still point at our homeroom teacher and those parents for me to scold them for being irresponsible, will yell that school violence is a crime, children are still young, ignorant is never a reason to bully others, I will always remember the moment when he stood in front of me and faced those ugly faces, he was like a knight in medieval Europe, usually he was a noble gentleman between his gestures, but if someone wanted to bully the person he cared about, he would step on the war horse and pull out his long sword and move forward. ”
Chen Nian glanced at everything in the room, every thing represented a sweetness buried in memory, but now a corner of this sweetness was missing.
When we were children, we didn't understand that the taste of parting was so bleak, and we always looked forward to time speeding up and hurrying up, thinking that we could escape the control of our parents and teachers, but later we learned that saying goodbye actually required the strength of the whole body to support.
People never know when someone inadvertently says goodbye to you, and then they really won't say goodbye.
"When my father died, I wanted to go over to accompany him, but I couldn't bear to see my mother, she had lost her future old companion, and if she lost her daughter, how would she live!" Chen Nian's heart buried too many words, some things could not be said to his mother, nor could he be said to outsiders, but fortunately, Lin Mo could listen to her.
Chen's mother watched her daughter throw herself into Lin Mo's arms through the crack in the door, she was already crying, and secretly wiped her tears. She knows that her daughter has been holding back a lot of things over the years, for herself she can only hold on, not crying, not making trouble or even talking, she is very afraid that something will happen to her daughter if this continues, last time she felt that her daughter seemed to be back to the state of junior high school, she has lost her husband, and she must not lose her daughter again, fortunately, her daughter was in a better mood when she called her before, and she also told herself that she had found the person she had always liked, and she was already dating.
Seeing Lin Mo this time, Chen's mother felt very satisfied, and it could be seen that he also liked his daughter very much, and he also doted on his daughter very much.
"Momo, let's hurry up and clean up, this time I want to take my mother with me, so I may not be able to continue to live with you?" After crying, Chen Nian felt that the stone that had been pressing on his heart had finally been removed.
"No, we had a lot of rooms where we could stay. When Lin Mo heard that Chen Nian was going to move out, he suddenly felt a little out of court.
"Okay, let's not talk about this now, I asked my mother to live with me before, but she didn't go, and this time I may not be able to convince her. Chen Nian was a little worried when he thought of his stubborn mother.
"I'll go, I'll go and tell my aunt. Lin Mo said firmly.
Carefully putting his father's things into the packing box, Chen Nian sighed softly.
In fact, sometimes, what is more sad than memories is to see things and think about people.