The carefree age of five years old is given by parents who carry the weight of the whole life.

After losing her job, her mother supported the family by helping people pick up and drop off her children and cook meals. Equivalent to nannies and hourly workers.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, these jobs are looked down upon, and they can be seen from their eyes, Xiaoqing remembers these eyes, those undisguised distrust that make people angry, and they are also the driving force that fuels the fire.

My mother, Xi'er, often said that she had no education and had not graduated from primary school, so she could only do some simple work and manual work to make ends meet. Busy with the trivial things of life, over time, you will forget about yourself.

The bazaar in the nineties is still very interesting, there are freshly made egg rolls sold on the street, and some songs are played on the loudspeaker and the double-speaker radio, such as "The Wine of September Nine" and "Great China", and my mother can also sing a few words, I have no knowledge, and the lyrics are all remembered, but she never realized her talent, so she took on the heavy responsibility of life early.

Xiaoqing doesn't like to eat egg rolls, but every time he smells the smell of egg rolls, he thinks of this market.

I remember once there were a lot of people on the bus, my mother gave Xiaoqing a dollar, and then stood at the front door and fell asleep, it was really standing asleep, after getting off the bus, Xiaoqing found that the dollar was missing, the child is easy to fall asleep, the spirit is very good in the morning, and in the afternoon it will be sleepy.

That summer with a straw hat has passed more than 20 years as soon as I look up.

Now it's back more than twenty years ago.

There is no need for any embellishment, and the scene in front of you is far more like a nostalgic TV show and a restaurant with big sentimental cards, this is the market of more than 20 years ago, and even the people are people of the 20th century.

Xiaoqing put his little hand into his mother's palm. I didn't tiptoe to let my mother hug me at every turn.

There are many stalls on both sides of the market, selling some cotton pants, hair ropes, mirrors and other daily necessities.

Walking too much, the soles of my feet are a little sore, "Mom, I'll rest for a while." Xiaoqing sat on the stone bench, beating her calves, and also beating her mother's legs.

There are tea and tea sold on the side of the road, the glass is filled with light brown tea, covered with a front glass plate, high-rise buildings are not common, and the shops are also opened in the tiled house, in the year of the college entrance examination, the school where the exam was taken is near here, and in the second year of graduation, when I went to the salary card, I also passed by the neighborhood, and at every stage of my life, my mother accompanied me.

Although your parents will not accompany you for a lifetime, they will accompany you in your most difficult time, thinking of these, I can't help but feel a little guilty, angry at my own incompetence, unwilling to repeat my parents' life, and be trampled by life for the rest of my life.

In fact, my parents have tried their best, even if they are in their sixties, they are still trying to live, and all the dissatisfaction comes from the anger when they can't overcome life for the time being.

If you want to see the streets in the early 90s, the gap between the rich and the poor is not large, there are few high-rise buildings, and there are some moss crawling on the tiled houses.

There are not many vehicles on the road, and it has the feeling of a second- or third-tier city, life slows down, and my heart is also very steady.

Xiaoqing wore white leather shoes, red clothes, and a small beret, and went to the Bund after visiting the market.

Xiaoqing remembered this dress, which appeared in an album with few photos. After moving, I lost a lot of photos, Xiaoqing can only see what they looked like when they were young on the wedding photos of their parents, as for themselves, except for the photos with red dots on the eyebrows and holding rag dolls, most of them are one-inch photos on the documents.

Her mother often took her to the Bund and the City God Temple.

Since it is a famous tourist attraction, you can take a commemorative photo and wash it out on the spot, and after the popularization of mobile phones, tourists are taking photos with selfie sticks, and now of course, they are using film.

In the middle of the Old Bund there are a number of large circular flower beds. In the photo album at home, Xiaoqing was standing on a flower bed and wearing this dress in the photo.

Xiaoqing called her mother over to take a group photo.

Sometimes I feel a little scared, when I was a teenager, I would think about what to do with my parents when they were older, at that time, I thought about it, anyway, there is still a long time, and I will talk about it later, day by day, when I am in my twenties, after I am thirty years old, I will slowly feel scared, afraid that my family will grow old.

Especially in an environment like Xiaoqing, even when you go out to take a bus, an old man you don't know on the bus will come and say: Look at your mother is so old, I am younger than her, my grandchildren are in the fourth grade, and you are not in love yet.

There are many things in life that you can't do, but you always have to learn to fight against life or adapt to survive.

The photo was washed out, Xiaoqing dragged the photo in his hand, and his mother took too few photos of herself, and she almost forgot what she looked like when she was young.

White seabirds soar overhead, "I don't know when I'll be back in the future." Xiaoqing was a little frustrated.

If you stay here, you will miss your future parents, and when you return to the future, you will not be willing to give up your current parents. Life is full of contradictions.

"Go home. Mom took Xiaoqing's hand.

At this time, Xiaoqing's mobile phone received a text message, showing that the function of the flying bed to the future had been repaired, that is, Xiaoqing could return to his elderly parents.

In the process of continuous pursuit, people forget what they already have, sometimes it is health, sometimes it is the people around them.

Xiaoqing didn't show the text message to her mother, and when she got home at night, her parents, the little black cat and the little ball sat at a table, and the automatic cooking system completed a table of dishes.

It's just that Xiaoqing can't eat at all, "Don't you have a bad appetite?" asked Xiaoqing.

"No, it's just a little sleepy. I went to sleep first. "A five-year-old can cry freely, but she doesn't.

"Go to sleep. "Mom didn't notice Xiaoqing's abnormality, just because she hid it well.

Xiaoqing hid back in the tree house and pretended to sleep. Fortunately, there is a housing system, otherwise you can't cry in this small house, and your parents will definitely be worried.

Thinking of my elderly parents, thinking of myself who has achieved nothing, thinking of my mother who has spent more than 20 years in one day and doing her best to take care of her family, I can only wipe my nose and tears with a handkerchief.

When I cried when I was a child, my mother would comfort Xiaoqing and say that she would cry for a while and laugh for a while, and shoot a cannon with both eyes. It means that the eyes are swollen from crying. Then Xiaoqing would laugh out loud.

is still the same sentence, any crossing is to let you know how to cherish the present.

She can choose to return to the future at any time, and the trouble of not being able to write is far less serious than the worry of being afraid of her parents getting old.

The little black cat ran to Xiaoqing's side, "You can try to bring back your future parents, and it will be regarded as a time travel." ”

endured and didn't make a sound, Xiaoqing's eyes were red from crying. The little black cat reminded Xiaoqing.

"Get some sleep, and I'll pick up my old parents tomorrow. The little black cat asked Xiaoqing to sleep for a while.

I don't know how it feels for young parents to see their old selves. Elderly parents must have felt a lot of emotion.