On the afternoon of the 30th, after the last class, Yang Rui said goodbye to He Zilin and Gao Fuqiang, returned to his brother's house, simply packed his luggage, and went to the station to catch the last bus.

After an hour and a half of driving, when Yang Rui got off the bus, it was almost half past six.

Looking at the warm sunset on the horizon, listening to the sound of running water under the bridge, and smelling the green aroma of green grass and trees, Yang Rui couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy the beauty and relaxation brought to him by nature.

Carrying his suitcase and greeting his neighbors, Yang Rui went straight to his door.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Before entering the door, Yang Rui opened his throat and shouted loudly, wanting to tell his mother about the joy of his return as soon as possible.

Only this time, Yang Rui didn't see her mother eagerly opening the door to greet her favorite little son as usual.

"Mom, are you at home?" Yang Rui shouted again.

"In! At! Mom! Xiao Rui is back. ”

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Yang Rui's mother Wang Xiuzhen finally opened the door enthusiastically and came out to greet her little son

"Come, come into the house, you must be hungry, Mom just made a meal, let's eat first!"

However, Yang Rui sensed that something was wrong.

Although it was only a short dozen seconds, every time I got home in the past, my mother always rushed out to open the door immediately, and Yang Rui knew very well that this short period of time was still too long.

And her mother had never made Yang Rui wait so long before, and sometimes she would even go to the place where Yang Rui got off the bus to pick him up.

The most important thing is that Yang Rui noticed that her mother's eyes were red, and just now, she cried.

Yang Rui knows his mother too well, if he asks her now, he will definitely not tell him anything, and he can guess a general reason.

So, Yang Rui smiled and said, "Okay! Mom, what did you cook for me? I'm starving to death! Wow! Dumplings! My favorite dumplings! Ha ha! After speaking, he grabbed one directly with his hand and put it in his mouth.

With a "snap", Wang Xiuzhen slapped her son's hand off and scolded dotingly: "Wash your hands!" ”

When she saw her naughty son, it seemed that all the bad things just now had been forgotten.

"Hey, hey! Got it! ”

After washing his hands, Yang Rui couldn't wait to sit down at the dining table, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat the dumplings.

Every time he got home, his mother would make him a steamed dumpling filled with cabbage and meat, and every time it was a big pot full of food, so that he could eat enough. You can't eat anything so delicious at school!

Seeing her doting son eating so deliciously, Wang Xiuzhen's eyes were full of relief. She told Yang Rui from time to time to eat slowly and not choke, but this stupid kid of hers was just hehe Zhile and didn't listen to her words at all.

"Mom, have you eaten? Hurry up and eat too! It's so delicious! Yang Rui said vaguely while eating.

"Slow down, slow down! Mom has eaten it! You're full! ”

"Okay!"

This kid, there's really nothing he can do!

Wang Xiuzhen smiled happily on her face, thinking in her heart......

After more than 30 dumplings, Yang Rui satisfied his appetite and burped with satisfaction.

Wang Xiuzhen was just about to get up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but Yang Rui immediately stood in front of her diligently.

"Mom, I'll clean up! You rest, rest, rest! ”

"It's okay, mom is cleaning up, mom is not tired!"

But Yang Rui stood there without moving, blocking between his mother and the dinner table, just looking at his mother like that, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

Wang Xiuzhen was angry and laughed at her son's expression, reluctantly agreed to Yang Rui, sat aside, and watched him quickly clean up the dishes and chopsticks, wash them up, and put them away!

At this time, apart from being pleased with her son, Wang Xiuzhen couldn't feel anything else in her heart.

When Yang Rui was washing the dishes, he turned his back to his mother.

When he and his mother were arguing to wash the dishes, he tried hard to look at his mother's face that had gone through vicissitudes, as if there were a few more deep wrinkles, and a few more strands of piercing gray hair in his ears.

Mommy is old again!

Tears were silent, moistened their eyes, and finally fell into the basin of water for washing dishes......

God, my mother has worked hard for most of her life, and she hasn't had time to enjoy her happiness yet! Can you not let her age so fast?!

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After washing the dishes and chopsticks, sweeping the floor again, and cleaning up the things he brought back, Yang Rui sat on the kang and began to chat with his mother.

"A while ago, we had to take every subject in our academic proficiency test, whether it was liberal arts or science. Haha, I found out that I'm such a genius, although I'm studying science now, it doesn't seem like it's hard to memorize those liberal arts stuff at all! ”

"Mom, did you say that such a smart brain of mine was inherited from you? You must have been smart when you were a kid, haha! ”

"A while ago, our class was bullied by a little villain in the class next door, and then your son and I stood up and presided over justice and maintained world peace!"

......

Yang Rui kept talking, he couldn't wait to share everything that happened during this time with his mother, so that she could make her feel happy for himself.

Wang Xiuzhen sat there calmly, listening carefully, and from time to time was amused by a certain sentence of her naughty son, and scolded a stinky boy who could say witty things.

She looked at her beloved little son and wanted to remember every word Yang Rui said in her heart. Although her children are now in school outside, she still wants to know the details of her children's lives.

Even, her heart is not as calm as it seems.

The mother and son chatted like this until almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Yang Rui diligently helped his mother lay out the quilt and prepared to sleep.

He didn't ask his dad what he was doing.

Because he had already guessed it, when he first arrived home, when he saw his mother's expression, he already had the answer in his heart.

In Yang Rui's heart, this home has always been warm because of the existence of his mother.

And this family has always been indifferent because of the presence of a father.

turned off the light and lay in the quilt, Yang Rui pretended that he was asleep, but in fact, he was still keeping his eyes open, looking at the ceiling in the dark and not knowing what he was thinking.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and there was a sound of opening the door outside the house, Yang Rui closed his eyes and listened to the movement, it should be that his father was back.

Wang Xiuzhen didn't sleep at this time, perhaps because she was afraid of making noise to Yang Rui, who was already asleep, she didn't say a word and kept silent.

Yang Rui's father Yang Li didn't take the initiative to say anything, packed up, and also got into the bed, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.

"Alas~" A long sigh, Yang Rui heard it clearly, it was his mother's sigh. He could hear that there was endless sadness in it.

Yang Rui opened his eyes again, still looking at the ceiling.

At this moment, Yang Rui wanted to grow up so strongly in his heart.

He wanted to take his mother away from the place where she had suffered so much and live a carefree life.

However, I am not strong enough now, I am still too weak......

Time, you hurry up!

No, time, you can slow down a little longer....

Thinking about it, Yang Rui slowly fell asleep.