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Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically.

- Mencius (Warring States)

Sanshan Township is located in the south of Luoyan County, surrounded by mountains, and the transportation is inconvenient, so the economy is not developed. Fortunately, the terrain in this area is flat, there are many fertile fields, and there is a large river running through the north and south, so the villagers have been farming for generations, but they do not have to worry about food and clothing.

Liuliping is a natural village in the township, with more than 500 households, and the only thing that can be praised is that there are a few slate mines. In the economically underdeveloped township, this is a chicken that can lay golden eggs, especially in the 80s, every family used slate to build houses, and the income from slate mining was once eye-catching.

Zhu Yan's father was a slate miner, who worked hard and earned a family business when he was young, and later married Zhu Yan's mother. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and not long after giving birth to Zhu Yan, my father became addicted to gambling, and he lost nine out of ten bets, which made a good family fall into disarray.

Zhu Yan's mother persuaded and quarreled with him, and even threatened him with death, but he couldn't make Zhu Yan's father change his ways. Therefore, in Zhu Yan's fourteen-year-old career, it is rare to see a smile on her mother's face.

It is said that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and Zhu Yan has been able to help his mother do housework since he was very young, raising chickens and cutting grass, farming and selling vegetables, going down to the field to catch loaches and yellow eels, going up the mountain to pick mushrooms and beating paulownia seeds, and he has done everything, and he can also make up a lot of money to subsidize the family in a year.

Liuliping is so poor that most children don't study anymore after finishing primary school, and follow their neighbors to learn crafts. Although Zhu Yan's family was poorer, Zhu Yan still insisted on going to junior high school. First, Zhu Yan has been brilliant since she was a child, and her grades are very good, and her mother is unwilling to cut off her child's future; Second, Zhu Yan's tuition can be solved by himself, and he can also help his mother in his spare time, so he will not miss the family's words.

In this way, Zhu Yan studied in the first year of junior high school in the only middle school in Sanshan Township. The school was far away from his home, but he thought it was too expensive to live in the school, and he also delayed doing housework, so he insisted on leaving early and returning late every day. Of course, I don't come back at noon, and I take lunch from home to school.

It was a late autumn day, school was out, and Zhu Yan hurried home along the not very wide country road at the foot of the mountain as usual. He remembered that his mother had just bought a dozen ducklings yesterday, and there was not much food at home, so he relied on him to dig earthworms to raise. He is very experienced in raising ducks, earthworms are particularly high in protein, according to the hawkers from the city, the ducks raised in this way can be sold for dozens of yuan a piece in the county.

The country road in late autumn has a special poignant beauty, with colorful leaves covering the ground, blown by the cool autumn wind, fluttering around, as if countless wandering elves. The leaves of the persimmon trees on the side of the road have gradually thinned, and there are faintly red wild persimmons left, but if you look closely, they are full of insect bites. The sky was getting darker, and a large dark cloud was drifting towards this side in the distance, as if a cold autumn rain would fall at any moment.

After passing the small hill in front of him, he arrived home, and Zhu Yan unconsciously quickened his pace. He seemed to see his mother cutting potato vines and digging sweet potatoes in the private land at the head of the village, while the little pig that the family bought not long ago was growing meat.

Finally climbed the hill at the edge of the village, Zhu Yan looked at his own piece of land, and the sickle and bamboo basket really appeared in the ground, but unexpectedly his mother was not there.

What did mom do? Why are the sickles and baskets thrown here? Just as he was wondering, he saw a commotion in the village, and the source of the sound seemed to be near his dilapidated wooden house.

Something must have happened! Zhu Yan suddenly had a very bad premonition, and he ran to his home.

Before he could run to the door of the house, he heard the cry of the third aunt next door: "Xiao Yan Niang, why can't you think about it!" The child is still young, who do you let him rely on in the future? ”

Zhu Yan's heart trembled, her face turned pale, and her feet became heavy, could it be that something happened to her mother? How could something happen to Mom? He couldn't believe it!

There was a large crowd of people in front of his house, all of them neighbors and relatives, and he saw that everyone was looking at him with a sympathetic eye. Now, without asking, he knows that something really happened to his mother. He felt dizzy, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Dragging his lead-filled legs with difficulty, he approached home step by step. No one in the crowd said anything, but quietly made a way and watched him walk by in despair.

When he finally went upstairs, he saw his mother on the old-fashioned wooden bed on the second floor. The kind but unfortunate woman, without a trace of blood on her face, was lying calmly on the bed, only frowning slightly.

"Mom, how can you leave me behind? I must be more obedient in the future, don't go! Zhu Yan grabbed her mother's cold hand, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly.

His crying seemed to be a catalyst, and after a while, the room was full of crying, which made his mood even more sad.

"Auntie and uncle, what the hell is going on? Can any of you tell me? Zhu Yan suddenly stood up and asked almost through gritted teeth.

Over the years, their mother and son have depended on each other, seeing that life is getting better day by day, he has vowed to let his mother live a good life, but why did his mother leave him before he grew up?

The surrounding neighbors and relatives squeaked for a long time before someone quietly told Zhu Yan what had happened.

It turned out that Zhu Yan's uncompetitive father went to gamble again today and lost a mess, not only lost all his capital, but also borrowed some money from others. Others asked him for money, and when he had no money, he thought about stealing money in front of the theater in the neighboring village, but he was caught red-handed and escorted to the stage to make a fool of himself. Later, a message came from the neighboring village, asking the village chief and his family to bring money to ransom people.

After the news came, the village chief found Zhu Yan's mother in his own plot at the head of the village. When she heard this, she was angry and anxious, and she was ashamed and angry. The family bought a piglet not long ago, and yesterday bought dozens of ducklings, so how much money can I have? What's more, even if you have money, how can you afford to lose such a face? Thinking about it, she actually went home and drank a bottle of pesticide, which was the kind of highly toxic "dimethoate", and she died in less than ten minutes.

It was the sin of this irresponsible father again, and Zhu Yan couldn't help but be angry. Since he was a child, this father has had no responsibility, he has not given a penny of wages to the family, and he will disappear when he encounters the busy farming season, and he will think of going home when the money on his body runs out. The family's food and personal contacts are all taken care of by my mother alone. Over the years, Zhu Yan knows very well how much her mother has suffered and how many grievances she has suffered. If it weren't for his father running out of money and coming home, he would have almost forgotten that he still had a father.

"Where is he now?" Zhu Yan asked weakly.

"I heard that something happened to your family, so the neighboring villagers quickly released him. However, as soon as he got off the stage, he disappeared, probably because he had no face to go home! I don't know where it is? What an irresponsible man! The village chief, who was standing behind the crowd, said with a calm face.

The third aunt next door hurriedly said, "Xiao Yan, don't think about it!" It's already like this, and it's useless to blame anyone. Mom is gone, the road in the future can only be walked by yourself, you have to be stronger! If there are any difficulties in the future, just tell us! ”

Zhu Yan nodded silently, he wiped the tears on his face, and secretly made up his mind in his heart: Mom, I will live, I will not rely on anyone. In the future, I will be admitted to university, and I must live a good life, I will not let you down!

In the evening, everyone surrounded Zhu Yan and persuaded for a long time before gradually dispersed. The third aunt asked Zhu Yan to go to her house for dinner first, and then sleep with her youngest son Zhu Kai at night. Because Zhu Yan's family only has one bedroom, Zhu Yan used to sleep in the same room with his mother, of course Zhu Yan can't let Zhu Yan sleep here alone tonight.

However, Zhu Yan didn't want to eat and insisted on staying with his mother, saying that his mother would be lonely if he left, and he was not afraid. Everyone couldn't resist him, so they had to find a few other people to accompany him to keep the spirit.

That night, he lay in front of his mother's bed, motionless and looking at his mother's appearance, and he wanted to engrave his mother's appearance into his heart forever. With tears in his eyes, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, when his mother took his little hand along the country road and walked to his grandmother's house; He seemed to see his mother sorting out five yuan or one yuan of change for him, which was the tuition fee for school; He seemed to see his mother take out a pair of gloves woven of various colors of wool and try them on his hands, it was because his hands were frostbitten, and his mother asked the neighbor for wool to be spliced before weaving, so many colors and types, I don't know how many families my mother asked to make up; He seemed to see his mother smiling, which was the smile of her mother when several teachers came to visit her son at the end of primary school...... The past is scene after scene, constantly rolling in front of his eyes, those are the breath of his mother that he is familiar with!

"Mom, you'll always be with me, right? I don't want to leave you, and you must be reluctant to leave me, right? He couldn't help but say, but his voice was already choked.

But his mother couldn't speak anymore, and the air around him seemed to be suffocated in an instant, making him breathless. The night was so difficult, and the autumn air blowing in through the crack in the door made the young men who accompanied him shiver. So, under Zhu Yan's repeated urging and assurance, they went back to their homes one by one, and Zhu Yan was finally the only one left in the room.

He wasn't afraid, instead he preferred to believe that there were ghosts in the world. If Mom's ghost is still there, then she must be by his side now, silently soothing him! Even, he hoped that his mother's ghost would stay here forever, so that he would not be alone in the days to come.

After a sleepless night, the next morning, neighbors and relatives came to help him take care of his mother's funeral, but his father still did not come home.

Zhu Yan's mother's funeral was extremely simple, all other matters were omitted, and only one thing remained: to buy a coffin, dig a cemetery, and then everyone carried her to the mountain to bury her. The tombstone in front of the grave, there is not even the slightest trace of words, Zhu Yan silently found a small pine seedling, and carefully planted it in front of his mother's grave, which can be regarded as his mother's tombstone!

He looked back at his mother's grave and knew that he would be alone from now on.