"Mother! My son hurts you and has no other intentions. You've done so much for me, and I won't treat you the way I did my mother. Qin Ming hugged his mother and said, "You take care of yourself, don't think too much about us." ”

"Son! My mother loves you more than I cherish myself. As long as you are doing well, I am satisfied. Aunt Zhang said, "You and your daughter-in-law can work hard to have a daughter-in-law for Yuejin, don't let him not even have a woman, he is lonely." As long as he is willing to change, don't look at him differently, and tell his former daughter-in-law that forgive him for his previous mistakes, and it will be fine in the future. If the two of you still can't understand Zhendong and Feng Juan, I'll ask them in person, what do you want to do if you should admit your mistakes, and apologize when you should apologize? Does he want to leave his daughter at home and die of old age? I don't think that's what the couple is really intent on. I jumped in twice, but I didn't see you go back again. ”

"Mother, you can eat the meal I serve while it's hot, Yang Hongmei's work can be done well, don't go." Zhang Xiaomei brought the food to her mother-in-law and said.

"Mother, you eat, let's wash and sleep, and I'll tell Yuejin tomorrow about the situation, it's not too late." Qin Ming said to his mother.

"Good. The mother eats, the mother is happy in her heart, and she is full. Aunt Zhang said to her son and daughter-in-law, "Go ahead and take care of the children." ”

Aunt Zhang just eats.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm going to sleep with Grandma!" Nurture woke up and shouted.

"Good, good! Grandma loves you, sleep with grandma. Zhang Xiaomei carried the child to her mother-in-law's bed again.

"Yo! My good granddaughter, grandma will take you to sleep! Aunt Zhang put down her rice bowl and fell asleep with her granddaughter in her arms. Qin Ming and his daughter-in-law returned to their room, washed their feet, and went to bed.

"You can usually calm down when you encounter anything, not impatient, and deal with it calmly." Zhang Xiaomei slept on the bed and said to her husband, "You also told me that my mother loves you, life is not easy, you have to be filial to her, do what you want?" Unfilial son! ”

"It's the middle of the night, I don't eat at home, I'm angry." Qin Ming said.

"Do you love your mother?" The daughter-in-law asked.

"It hurts!" The husband said, "My conscience doesn't let the dog eat." My mother loves me so much, in order for me to go to school, it is difficult and difficult, how difficult it is for her, I know how difficult it is. I have written a lot of small articles to express my feelings, to express my admiration and respect for my father, and I have time for you to take a look, that is my true emotional outpouring. ”

"You can't just stay in the article about filial piety, I hope you will be more considerate of your mother's difficulties in the future, and don't make your mother sad at every turn!" Zhang Xiaomei continued with a critical tone: "You wrote articles such as "Enrollment", "Study", "Mother's Love", and "Qingming Sacrifice to the Father" on those tattered papers, and I have read them all. Between the lines, sentence by sentence, it is written with family affection, true feelings, tear-jerking, I was moved. Your article is so amorous, I admire it and make me feel happy! ”

Zhang Xiaomei put her head in her husband's arms.

"Have you read my jumble articles?" Qin Ming asked.

"I thought it was a pile of waste paper and wanted to sell it!" Zhang Xiaomei said, "I read a few sentences and felt that the writing was good, so I slowly spelled it and read it." I didn't expect it to be written with new ideas, with a sense of reality, and so touching, with life, sincerity, and value! Don't throw it away, let me take a look at it again. ”

"Hey! What is there to live and what is the true meaning? Qin Ming said, "Isn't that a confession of personal experience, life?" What is the value? What's new? A pile of waste paper, you can sell it! ”

"Hey!" Zhang Xiaomei seemed to notice something, and said to her husband in surprise, "Qin Ming, your little articles are so well written and so touching, can't you take the time to write some big articles, write a novel and submit it to the newspaper for publication?" ”

"Hey!" Qin Ming did not immediately answer his wife's question, and sighed and said, "How many literati were victimized and killed in the literary prison during the Cultural Revolution, put down the pen of writing, and stopped thinking about value!" Shocking! The red line in politics is untouchable, you let me repay your true love for me well, and don't think about those things that want to be famous and want to make money and take risks. I think there are probably more injured and dead people than Qin Shi Huang burned books and pit Confucianism. ”

"One time, another time." Zhang Xiaomei thought for a while and said, "Once bitten by a snake, can you still stop drawing water from now on?" I also admit that I have made mistakes and taken detours, and no one has said that it is 100% correct. From revolution to construction, there is no ready-made model to follow, it is all crossing the river by feeling the stones, exploring, and groping. The road of the October Revolution in Russia could not be taken in China, and it was only through the road of encircling the cities in Jinggangshan with the countryside that the revolution succeeded. The same is true for construction. Who is the leader who doesn't want the country to be strong and the people to be rich? It's nice to be able to get rid of the mistakes and mistakes in the exploration. The development and change of our Daqinzhuang is a microcosm of the development and change of the countryside, there are many touching stories, there are a lot of kind and contemporaneous running people, I think it can be sung and cried, can be molded and made, you don't write this period of history, don't you think it's a pity? ”

"If you want to write, you can write it." Qin Ming said, "I don't have this ability, I don't write, I just want to sleep now." ”

"Cowardice!" Zhang Xiaomei said to her husband, "I know how deep the water in the ditch in front of my door is, and it is not as deep as your ocean." If I don't write down, I'll have to sleep, I'm sleepy. ”