Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 red envelope crazy flip" must be seen, how can the red envelope not be robbed, set the alarm clock ang~

Every time my mother-in-law came to me, I asked my husband to pick up my mother, and I met for two days, saying something that was not adulterated at all, and the two of them did not have a word in common, which can be described as not speculative. Because my mother-in-law is a very serious person, she rarely even says a joke. And my mother is a person who doesn't have a serious word.

Not to mention anything else, my mother believes in Christ Jesus and opens her mouth to close her mouth to testify that the head is the way, while my mother-in-law believes in God and Buddha and burns incense and worships Buddha all day long. Fortunately, my mother-in-law knows how to measure, pays special attention to etiquette, and never says excessive words, and my mother is not deep or shallow, for a while: "Old sister, you clearly believe in God and Buddha, you also believe in the Lord with me, the Lord is omnipotent, the Lord is the real master of the world, only after believing in the Lord can you enter heaven!" ……”

The more my mother talked, the more I talked about it, my mother-in-law's face had already turned into the color of dried eggplant, and it was difficult to lose face, so I had to stop it in a loud voice: "Mom, can you say something serious, you always say something inconsequential all day?" Annoying or not? ”

Mom is this kind of heartless character, and her speech is neither light nor heavy. Many times, regardless of the occasion, regardless of the object's random jokes, not to mention the old and young, even a few years old naughty children have to tease, she can't see the level of eyebrows and eyes when others are happy or not, no matter what generation you are.

Once the other party doesn't like to listen, reply to her a few words, and she doesn't take it to heart when she says it deep or shallow, as if she hasn't heard anything, or can't hear good or bad at all, and can't see the joy and anger of others.

Many times what my mother said was my mother-in-law's face was blue, but I was embarrassed to care, after all, if the two of them had a fight, the most embarrassing thing would be me, so I reminded my mother from time to time not to say anything, and apologized to my mother-in-law: "My mother is like this, no matter who she is, she is not deep or shallow, what do you have to say, you don't care about her." ”

didn't be quiet for a moment, and my mother began to have nothing to say again: "Old sister, don't believe in Buddhism, follow me and believe in God!" The power of the Lord is great, and the world and the universe were created by God, and God is omnipotent. As long as you believe in God, all your troubles will be gone......"

My mother-in-law was so angry that she couldn't speak, in the eyes of my mother-in-law, Buddhism is boundless, only Buddha is the real master, my husband's face was also a little embarrassed, I had to stop my mother again: "Mom, what are you doing?" Freedom of belief, don't always talk about this, say something else. ”

Mom laughed: "Then what am I talking about?" "It seems that there is nothing to say except faith, in fact, don't look at what my mother says, she herself is not religious at all. The Lord is not allowed to lie, not to curse, not to gamble, not to be greedy for ill-gotten gains, but she cannot do any of them, and she is particularly disobedient.

Because the eldest sister is busy as an adult, in addition to farming and breeding, she also has to maintain mahjong; The second sister remarried and married to Liaoyang, but her mother couldn't find a place too far from home; The third sister has no time to go to work in Fushun, and my mother only comes to my door often.

Mom stays for a few days at a time. At home, she can walk around or play mahjong, although she always loses, the cute rich mother still can't restrain herself, always ready to move, lose more on the duty for a few days, and then itch in the heart, forget the pain of the scar, and begin to try her luck and desire to make some windfalls.

Although my mother is over 70 years old, her body is very strong. Elderly people with moderate dementia (I suspect) can't be idle for a moment, they have to wander around for a while, they have to play something for a while, and they can only show a rare silence when they eat.

Lazily accompanied my mother on the street, afraid that she would walk around, so I took her hand, which was a slightly warm hand like a dry branch, and the bones were hard and a little awkward, as if there was an electric current to stimulate me. Suddenly, I wanted to cry, my mother was no longer the strong, domineering mother, she was old, and she needed to be attached to others like a child. Life is a miracle!

I don't have the impression of holding my mother's hand at all in my memory, I grew up on my mother's back as a baby, no matter the wind and rain, the heat and cold, I tied my hands and feet to my mother's back, and my mother always said that I couldn't sit for more than ten months, (I thought I was born with a disability.) Maybe my mother used to hold my hand and teach me how to walk-----

I have the impression that my mother is not only strong, but simply belligerent! Someone in the village shouted "there was a fight", and there was no need to look at it, it was the mother who didn't say anything about it with the parents, and the fight started. Sneaking into the crowd, it was my mother who was scuffling with the same person, her hair disheveled, and her mouth was spitting dirty words that made people blush when she listened to it.

-- As I grew older, I seemed to have become accustomed to my mother causing trouble everywhere, and of course I felt even more embarrassed, ashamed and shameless to have such a mother. My mother is a "celebrity" in the surrounding villages, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to be sensible in school, as long as my mother's name is mentioned, it must be: ***, I've heard of it or I know it, and then I'm afraid to mention it, and I feel like it's a shame.

Not to mention my mother's roughness towards me, which made me unable to extricate myself from my low self-esteem. I really don't have my mother's loving face in my memory, just thinking of her is a look of anger or a terrifying scene of gnashing teeth, if I can control my own thinking, I really don't want to recall any fragments of my mother.

When I just remembered, I had the memory that I couldn't talk casually, because I told the truth in front of outsiders, so that people knew that my mother had lied, and after the guests left, my mother stared at me with round eyes and gritted her teeth and twisted viciously on my pink little face, and suddenly half of my face was fat, and the curious neighbor asked, "Why is this child so fat?" ”

Mom laughed: "That's what I pinched!" "The laughter pierced my heart like a sharp knife, and the humiliation was really worse than death. At that time, when I was young, I only felt that people all over the world were laughing at me and despising me, and I never had the face to see anyone again! So much so that later he didn't dare to speak in front of people, afraid to meet people.

Our sisters and mothers have always been able to beat and scold, but if someone else's adult or child dares to provoke us, the result is that my mother will either smash something or turn the world upside down. And we are very afraid that our mother will stand up for us, and we are all honest and honest with our tails between our legs, and we are really afraid of being noticed.

I remember once after being beaten by my mother (of course, in full view) I felt that life was boring, and I imagined how to end myself, when my second sister, who was a few years older, said to me: "You must live, grow up to take revenge." So I had a goal of survival (of course, my sister must not have survived because she wanted revenge, and I was just angry for a while, making excuses for my fear of death).

Mom likes us to read, probably she doesn't have the opportunity to go to school herself, so she always hopes that we can all read more so that we can get ahead in the future, as long as we go to school, Mom will do her best to support us.

So in order to leave this environment where I couldn't breathe, in order to live without humiliation, I began to study hard, and wanted to live away from my hometown with the help of studying, to live in a completely strange place where no one laughed at me and despised me, so I chose a strange place - Qiqihar City in Heilongjiang, I thought it was a minority settlement (too lonely and unheard of, even Qiqihar in Heilongjiang didn't know) I wanted to take root there, but I came to Shenyang unexpectedly.

Plans are always faster than change, and I thought that the long-awaited away from home would be pleasant and happy, but in fact, as soon as the initial excitement passed, I began to feel homesick. As I grew older, home has become my concern, and I feel restless when I don't go home for a long time, thinking about the physical condition of my parents, thinking about the scene at home, thinking about the feelings that my sisters are looking forward to in the loneliness of my elderly parents, and occasionally thinking of a different childhood.

Although my mother often came to live in the city, I always felt that something was missing between mother and daughter. Or what? Whenever I accompany my mother shopping, I am afraid that her loud voice will attract many curious eyes, and I always come and go in a hurry.

This time I took my mother's hand, and suddenly found that the blood relationship between mother and daughter is continuous, there is no mother in the world who is not, no matter how bad the mother is, she is also the person who conceived me in October and raised me, she raised me young, I raised her old, this is the responsibility of being a child, and it is also the difference between people and animals, not to mention that the crow can still feed back, and the lamb still knows how to kneel and breast? Am I inferior to an animal?

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