Time flies quickly, a few days have passed, the time has come to Monday, and the time for the test has arrived, although the students are more or less nervous, but the excitement is more. And this time the performance sketch teacher Cui said that there will be school leaders to watch the level of the performance of the 96 freshmen.

Since the school leaders came to watch, the students' nervousness unconsciously deepened.

Soon the first group began to perform on stage, that is, the observation life performance sketch of Chen Kun, Zhao Wei, and Huang Xiaoming was called "The Phone Call That Can't Be Reached".

The lights on the field gradually turned on, and the mother played by Zhao Wei slowly stepped onto the stage with a bag of vegetables, put down the vegetable basket in her hand and prepared to take the pot to wash the vegetables. The sound of running water sounded outside the venue. The mother played by Zhao Wei came out with a basin, but she didn't seem to remember why she was holding a basin and looking around blankly. The mother played by Zhao Wei returned to the living room, saw the next notebook on the table, thought for a moment, picked up the medicine bottle next to the table, opened it, and ate a few pills.

After taking the medicine, I saw the clock on the wall, remembered something, put on reading glasses, picked up the phone, and found that I seemed to have forgotten something. Again hesitantly picked up the phone, cautiously. A string of numbers was tentatively broadcast.

The sound of the phone being busy sounded outside the venue, and the mother played by Zhao Wei hurriedly hung up her feet as if she was frightened, flipped through the small book again, and tentatively broadcast a number again.

At this time, the loudspeaker from the outside of the venue sounded: "I'm sorry. The number you dialed is empty. Please check before dialing ......"

The audience fell into an eerie silence underneath, as if they were infected by the atmosphere on the stage, and wanted to know what Zhao Wei's sketch was about. Several school leaders who watched the freshman performance of the class of 96 also fell into silence, but the brushes in their hands seemed to be remembering something.

The mother played by Zhao Wei looked at the phone in her hand at a loss, and suddenly saw the photo album on the table, flipped through the photo album, and laughed stupidly.....

This silly smile, the heart seems to be grabbed by something, and it hurts a little painfully. Although everyone in the audience watching the performance didn't know why Zhao Wei's mother was smiling stupidly.

Suddenly the phone rang to break the silence, Zhao Wei hurriedly picked up the phone and said: "Hey, son, where are you? Oh, not son? Who are you? What? Dr. Wang? follow-up consultation? Oh, what kind of follow-up consultation? Oh, oh good, I only called, I'll go, okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wei began to look for something, and muttered in her mouth, "Hey, where did I put my little cloth bag? Where's it gone? Could it be that it's outside?" I couldn't find it after looking for a long time, so I hurried out in my slippers.

Chen Kun, who played the son, came to the stage, found that the door was not closed, entered the house with doubts in his eyes, and after looking around, he found that his mother was not at home, and called his mother with a puzzled look. But after dialing, it was found that the ringtone of the phone came from the kitchen, and the son played by Chen Kun went to the kitchen to get his mother's phone.

The son played by Chen Kun found that the living room was a little messy, so he took a broom from the kitchen to help his mother clean it up, and he loved you.

At this time, the mother played by Zhao Wei and Huang Xiaoming dressed up on stage.

"What a good girl, how old are you this year?" asked Zhao Wei.

"Auntie, I'm thirty. Huang Xiaoming replied with a smile.

Zhao Wei's eyes were slightly reminiscing, "Oh, it's thirty years old, time flies so fast, I still remember you fighting with your brother Kun, time flies so fast, Yangyang! How old are you this year?"

Huang Xiaoming smiled reluctantly, "Auntie, I'm Chinese New Year's Eve today." ”

Zhao Wei looked slightly surprised and said: "Xiao Huang, you are thirty years old, it's time to get married, I will have more contact with you in the future, and I will be like when you were a child." ”

Huang Xiaoming was slightly embarrassed and said, "Auntie, I have children." ”

"I have children! Alas, poor your brother Kun is not married yet!"

"My brother Kun is a person who does big things, Auntie, you can rest assured!"

Chen Kun heard the sound of the door opening, and saw Zhao Wei with a reproachful look: "Mom, what's the matter with you?

Zhao Wei was slightly surprised when she saw Chen Kun and said: "Ah, Kunzi, you're back, great! My Kunzi is back!" The expression was slightly excited, "I'll go to the kitchen to get the vegetable basket, go buy vegetables, and you will eat at home in a while." Zhao Wei hurriedly went out.

Huang Xiaoming pulled Chen Kun's elbow and said, "Brother Kun, where are you at home?"

"Yangyang, come, sit down. Chen Kun pointed to the chair in it.

Huang Xiaoming hesitated for a moment and said: "Brother Kun, Auntie's recent memory is very bad, today is the second time I can't find the door, fortunately let me meet and bump into it, if you have nothing to do in the future to take it back to see Auntie, I'll go first." ”

"Thank you, Yangyang. Chen Kun thanked.

Chen Kun closed the door, saw Zhao Wei looking like he was going out, and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

"Haven't you already bought it?" Chen Kun pointed to the dishes on the table.

The mother played by Zhao Wei looked at the vegetables she had already bought, and they were there.

"Mom, why don't you even change your shoes when you go out, and why don't you call me lately? Chen Kun complained.

Zhao Wei's expression was slightly surprised: "Mom beat it." Why didn't you fight, son, what are you eating? Mom will cook for you. ”

Chen Kun said: "Just do it! There will be a meeting in the afternoon!"

A moment later

"Son, Mom forgot to buy groceries, you wait for Mom, Mom will come back immediately. Zhao Wei said anxiously.

Chen Kun was puzzled: "Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you? Isn't this a dish?" said and handed the dish to his mother.

Zhao Wei looked at Chen Kun in surprise and couldn't figure out when he bought the food, so he went to the kitchen. That's when the phone rings.

'Mom, phone. No one answered.

Chen Kun picked up the phone and answered, "Hello..... I am her son.... Re-examination, re-examination, Alzheimer's disease, Alzheimer's disease, No, how can my mother have this disease? No, my mother has not had any of these. Are you saying that widowhood can also be caused by living alone for a long time? I see, I'm sorry for you, doctor. ”

Chen Kun sat on the sofa and pondered, and the mother played by Zhao Wei served the prop dishes.

"Mom, Mom, don't be busy, sit down and rest first. Pulling Zhao Wei to sit on the sofa, Zhao Wei held the sofa cushion in her hand and looked at Chen Kun with a strange look.

Zhao Wei said to Chen Kun: "Lao Chen, Lao Chen, Lao Chen, look, our son is smiling, have you seen it? I think ah, our son has to look like me." ”

Chen Kun looked at his mother stupidly, tears rolling in his eyes.

Zhao Wei hugged Chen Kun tightly and said, "Old Chen, you hold your son, and I will play a tune for my son." ”

Zhao Wei walked to the piano side and played the first song "Little Star" that she taught her son to play, but she couldn't remember it while playing. Chen Kun walked to Zhao Wei's side with tears in his eyes and helped Zhao Wei play up the forgotten part. Zhao Wei listened happily and played with Chen Kun.....

Chen Kun's tears flowed down silently and said, "Mom, I will go home every day in the future, no matter how late it is, okay?"

Zhao Wei continued to play, happily.......

The light on the stage gradually converged.