When the door was opened again, my mother had not yet come in, and I smelled a very fragrant smell of preserved egg and lean porridge, and suddenly my appetite was opened, and I thought that my mother's cooking skills were still good.

And I've always liked to eat preserved eggs and lean porridge, but I didn't expect that my mother would be able to buy meat to eat now that she lives in such a poor slum.

However, after thinking about it, there is not much meat used in this porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, just using meat to enhance the flavor, but I am also relieved.

"Come, Yang'er, today is your favorite porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, eat more? This bowl is broken and small, it's too troublesome to eat, you just scoop it in the pot and eat it, right? Hey, when you were in Yunfu before, you had to drink a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork every morning, but since you moved to live in this slum, life has been very poor, and it is very difficult for you to eat this porridge with meat. Be careful!" My mother came in with a small pot of porridge, put it on the table, pushed the small broken bowl on the table aside, handed me a spoon of rice, and said a little unbearably.

"Mother, it's okay, there is no unbearable suffering, only unbearable blessings. The eldest husband can bend and stretch, be a little young master, and become a little beggar. Money is something outside the body, as long as you can live with you and your father, and see that you and your father are safe and sound, even plain water is also preserved egg and lean porridge for your son! I took the spoon and gently stirred the porridge in the pot and said.

I scooped another spoonful, blew it a few times, and motioned for my mother to drink it.

"Nonsense! With me and your father here, how could I let you be a little beggar! Hurry up and drink it while it's hot, my mother has eaten and is full. Yang'er, you have been a sensible child since you were a child, although you are a young master from a big family, you don't have the demeanor of those rich children, which is also where your father and I are very pleased. You're right, if our family of three is safe, it is the greatest happiness. The mother gently pushed back the rice spoon I handed to her mouth, pretended to be dissatisfied, and sighed again.

When I saw my mother's chapped lips, I knew that my mother must have eaten nothing, and it is estimated that she has been with me during this time, and she is worried about me, and she is in a hurry, so she must not even care about drinking water, right?

Although I don't have any memories of the past, I know that the conditions at home must have been very bad before, and it must have been very difficult, and today it is already the limit to be able to boil this small pot of porridge with meat. So I know that my mother must be lying to me that she has eaten, not only is she not full, she should be very hungry.

Maybe she'll take advantage of my lack of attention and sneak up on something hard to swallow in the kitchen and make do with it. It is not impossible to even rule out simply being hungry.

In order to verify my guess, I closed my eyes and activated the soul clairvoyance ability again, but I narrowed the range to a radius of ten meters as much as possible, just to take a look at the kitchen at home without consuming a lot of soul power, I want to confirm whether my mother has eaten or not.

When the kitchen next door came into view, I saw a rudimentary stove almost open with a simple little plastic shed on top of it, and I guess if it rained heavily, I wouldn't be able to cook.

I also saw that the rice jar was empty, and there was no trace of meat or preserved eggs on the stove, apparently the pot of porridge had used up the only rice and meat in the house.

When I looked around the stove in wonder, I saw a small bowl of things, and after glancing at the bowl, I guessed it was something like leeks, and some broken eggshells, and nothing else.

I thought that this bowl should be just the garbage produced when making preserved egg and lean porridge, maybe my mother didn't have time to pour it, and I didn't take it seriously, and planned to continue to see if there were other things, such as sweet potatoes or corn and other foods.

Because I always think that my mother can save the porridge for me to eat, and she has to eat something else herself, right?

Since the range of my soul clairvoyance is ten meters at this moment, the two neighbors' houses next door are also within my sight.

I happened to hear the conversation between an old woman and her granddaughter in one family, and after listening to their conversation, I realized that my mother had not eaten yet.

The granddaughter said to the old woman: "Grandma, the preserved egg and lean porridge made by Aunt Yun next door is really delicious, this Aunt Yun is really distressed, every time she makes this kind of porridge, she has to give Xin'er a bowl." When my heart grows up in the future, I will also boil this fragrant porridge for grandma to drink, okay?"

"Yes, my good granddaughter. With your words, grandma will be satisfied. Hey, Aunt Yun next door really loves you, every time she saves her portion of porridge for you to drink, she digs some wild vegetables by herself, and then cooks the preserved eggshells and wild vegetables together, which is a meal. Now she is not having a good time, her husband was arrested by the patrol room, her son was injured again, she has no income, and she has to ask a doctor to see a doctor, if she hadn't embroidered something in the moonlight at night for some money, you wouldn't have been able to drink this porridge with meat. I've heard her crying secretly in the moonlight several times, and I must have been very wronged. But your Aunt Yun's embroidery is really good, and she deserves to be one of the most famous embroiderers in Shanghai!" the old woman touched her granddaughter's face dotingly, and said with great emotion.

When mentioning my mother-in-law, I also glanced at the direction of my house next door, and my eyes were full of respect.

After listening to the old woman's words, I realized that the bowl of garbage in my eyes on the kitchen stove at home was what my mother planned to eat behind my back!

It may be that I just woke up laughing and she rushed in to take care of me before she could eat.

After that, she came in with porridge to accompany me, so she hadn't eaten yet.

At that moment, I suddenly felt that this small pot of inconspicuous porridge was the best thing in the world for me!

Because there is still the most expensive and rare family affection in it, every grain of rice, every little piece of meat foam, and preserved eggs are all exchanged for embroidering things in the moonlight.

I don't have to experience it myself, I can also imagine the kind of motherly look when I am blown by the cold wind and my eyes hurt, but I still insist on embroidering things, maybe because of my poor vision, it is common to often prick my fingers.

Although in my memory, in the real life of the future, my family living conditions are also average, but it is no problem to have fish and meat to eat every day.

So I didn't expect that in this era of time and space, there would be such a difficult life. I couldn't imagine that my mother would suffer so much for this family, but she had no complaints and endured all this silently.

Just like at this moment, she still pretended to be full, and looked at me with a smile, as if she was not bitter at all, and was still living happily.

Later, I didn't listen to the conversation between the old woman and her granddaughter, because I had already opened my eyes, put down the rice spoon in my hand, and gently picked up my mother's hand to take a look, and sure enough, there were many small red dots on her fingertips, which were obviously needle eyes.

I looked at my mother's eyes carefully, they were full of bloodshots, that is to say, she did embroider things in the moonlight at night, after all, I could save candles under the moonlight, and I would not disturb my rest.

I gently stroked my mother's fingertips, which were a little rough, full of needle eyes and red and swollen, only to feel very depressed, and my eyes became more and more swollen and sore, and soon they were blurred.

I finally couldn't control my feelings anymore, two lines of hot liquid instantly slipped down the corners of my eyes, and soon overflowed my entire cheeks, I choked up and said: "Mother, these days, have you never eaten a full meal? Isn't it very difficult? Are you also very wronged? Do you have a lot of words in your heart, but you don't know who to say? Mother, even if Yang'er is the most ominous person in the world, but with a mother like you, you are the happiest child in the world." Mother, I love you. ”

"Silly child, my mother loves you too, why are you crying so well? Are you uncomfortable? Actually, my mother is really full, my mother is not hard at all, and there is nothing wronged, let alone anything in my heart, don't think about it, come, eat it while it's hot." The needle eye on this finger is because the mother is not fine, clumsy, so it was accidentally punctured, and when the mother embroidery is skilled, it will be much better. When my mother saw that I suddenly put down the rice spoon and cried, she hurriedly wiped my tears for me, and defended herself in a little panic.

"Mother, don't lie to me, if you have really eaten, then why are your lips so chapped? If you really don't have hardship, why do you eat wild vegetables and broken eggshells? Why do you embroider things in the dim and cold moonlight to subsidize the family? If you are not wronged, why do you cry secretly in the moonlight? If you were not because of me, an ominous person, you would not have been kicked out of the house by the family, and you would not even have a confidant who could speak your heart! But every time you are in front of outsiders and my father and me, you still have to pretend that nothing happened, do you dare to say that you really don't have a lot of things in your heart to say? Besides, you are still one of the most famous embroiderers in Shanghai, how can you clumsily pierce your fingertips? That's because the moonlight is too dark, the weather is too cold, you can't see clearly, and you shiver with cold, right? Mother, Yang'er has grown up, even if you don't say anything, your son will understand you! Mother, you have worked hard!

I held my mother's hands tightly in my palms and said emotionally.

"I didn't expect that I was very careful, but I was still seen by you? Yang'er, you have really grown up! That's right, my mother did not eat, my mother did have a hard time, and the grievances in my heart were no less than any unsatisfactory person, and I don't know who to say to in my heart, and I don't know who to say to at night, crying to the moonlight for a while is the best way to vent at night. However, my mother never complained about anyone, let alone because you were an ominous person in everyone's eyes. My mother only knows that as long as you and your father are safe and secure by my side, my mother will eat everything fragrantly, she will not feel hard for any day, she can endure any grievances, and she can hide everything in her heart forever! As long as you accompany me, my mother will have no regrets!"

My mother couldn't hold back any longer, tears flowed down her eyes, and she touched my face with relief and said in a choked voice.

"Mother, don't hold it back, let's cry a lot, in the future, there will be me in this family! Yang'er will never let you live like this again! You don't have to hold on anymore, your Yang'er is your future dependence, even if the sky falls, you don't have to worry, because of me......" I gently hugged my mother in my arms and comforted me affectionately.

"Yang'er, woo woo woo ......" my mother listened to my words, and finally let go of my arms and began to cry, and I also hugged my mother with tears in my eyes, and cried bitterly......