Her heart was like a seedling drinking water for a long time, she couldn't suppress her heartbeat happily, and even the corners of her mouth rose: "Mother, you are right, I am not old, I still have to serve you well and be filial to you, so you don't want to be old, don't always put the words of death on your lips, children are taboo, children don't like to listen." ”

Looking back suddenly, the wind and rain road of Aunt Hetian's hand in hand is not long, and it is not short. She often recalls when she first met, Aunt Tian's face bloomed with joy, maybe the fate between people is predestined, she looks at Aunt Tian, always closer than others. Along the way, Aunt Tian was like the key to open the window of her soul, and with just a slight knock, she had a floating heart on the shore.

"Silly boy, you are not old because you are still young, your mother is not good, and your mother doesn't want to put the word death on your lips, but your mother lies in bed like this every day, after all, her health is still poor, my own body I know better than anyone else, my mother's time is running out, you and Fat Dun have to live well, listen to your mother's words, no matter how difficult it is, you have to live well. In the past, my mother always hoped that the two of you could untie the knot, so that the fate of mother and son would have a good ending, and the only regret of my mother was that I couldn't wait for this day, but my mother believed that you and Fat Dun would eventually have that day, and my mother believed in Fat Dun, and my mother believed in him. As he spoke, a few coughs became short, Sun Meng stroked his back uneasily, and said that his mother was anxious again, and his mother should not worry about the matter between me and Fat Dun, and I will talk about it later.

"I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep." Aunt Tian looked tired, said softly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Sun Meng lifted the futon in front of him: "It's okay, my mother is asleep, and I can't sleep and think about it." She smoothed the futon under her feet, only to find that his feet were very cold, and stroked them with both hands, but they were the same cold, and she called her mother a few times in a panic, but Aunt Tian did not respond to her.

Could it be? She didn't dare to think about it, but the noise suddenly became louder: "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Wake up.... As he spoke, he shook Aunt Tian's body.

Hearing the scream of Sun Meng tearing open the noisy door in the house, the fat dun outside the house hurriedly ran in, looking at Sun Meng who was in tears in front of him, he suddenly understood, and quickly, a body rushed straight to Aunt Tian, and burst out fiercely from his throat: "Grandma".

Sun Mengdun saw that the corners of Aunt Tian's mouth twitched hard, and a slight smile appeared on her face, her head slowly fell, and she finally left peacefully.

The hourglass of time can't take away the bits and pieces of the days, but only precipitates a heavy emotion in the chest. Aunt Tian used her kindness to open up those brightness in front of Sun Meng's sorrow. Looking back suddenly, the life path of Aunt Arita is brave and resolute, and it is the big tree that can shelter her after she is injured. Aunt Tian's departure finally zeroed out the sunshine in Sun Meng's heart, and the last trace of enthusiasm for life dimmed in an instant. The last big tree that could rely on heating finally fell, and in the next few days, no matter how irritable she was, the fox was alone and depressed, and the mother who accompanied her would no longer be by her side.

Her tears were debauched, like birds and beasts, and they sang in the air, and they were all over the valleys. Grief is pervasive in the heart, wanton reluctance, just care, tears are flying.

She and Fat Dun buried Aunt Tian next to Wei Ruoxiao, for Sun Meng, this is her two beloved relatives in addition to Fat Dun, she hopes that they will be companions under the Yellow Spring, and she, when she thinks of them, she can also see them every day.

Since Aunt Tian left, Sun Meng often saw Fat Dun often sitting in front of the grave and refusing to leave for a long time.

This child is emotional, although he has his father's blood in his body, but Sun Meng often thinks that kind emotions will always cover up those bad, not to mention, he is her child, and his blood is also flowing in his body.

It's just that he has never changed his attitude towards her, and he has never called her a mother.

On this day, she had just come back from working in the field, and when she saw him packing up his baggage, she looked anxious, and she asked, "You, but where do you want to go?" ”

He didn't look at her, but said coldly: "Where do I go, do you care?" ”

Her heart sank, although such an indifferent life was commonplace, she could see that since Aunt Tian was gone, this child did not want to stay with her anymore.

Her heart suddenly burst into her heart, could it be that this child was going to leave her. Thinking of this, she suddenly became afraid. She didn't want him to leave her, although this inappropriate routine was the norm, but he was her child, and her heart would hurt when the flesh fell from her body.

Thinking so, she stepped forward to stop her, and the boy saw it, and pushed her away in annoyance.

"You wicked mother-in-law, you killed my father and grandmother, and now, even my grandmother Tian died at your hands, it can be seen that you are extremely vicious, and now, even the only grandmother Tian in the world who loves me is gone, what do you think I have to stay? I'll stay, it's annoying to look at you more, as long as you are in front of you, that bloody scene will always be alive in my heart, in my mind, I can't forget it, and it hurts so much. I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult, I'm finally going to leave here, you wicked woman, every day when I open my eyes and see you as a wicked woman, I am very disgusted and irritable. After I leave, don't say that you are my mother, I have never been a mother, never. I don't call it Fat Dun, my name is Qiu Hongwen. At this, he sneered, and even the voice became louder.

"Chubby Dun?" He snorted in his nose. "This name is really cheesy, all these years, you have been chubby, I tell you, I hate this name, I hate it very much, I am Qiu Hongwen, my father's son, I only have a father in this world, no mother." With that, he slammed the door and exited.

Under the shadow of sin, the sad fate, emerging in time, resentment, is difficult to eliminate.

Silently watching him leave, at that moment, she slowly stretched out her waiting hands, weakly trembling and wanting to touch, but the air was like a film of despair, no matter how much her heart dripped blood, she could only sink into the deep valley, swallowed and annihilated by darkness.

Sun Meng looked at the back of Fat Dun who refused to leave, and cried helplessly at the sound of gravity closing the door behind him.

In a dark and silent corner, the cry meandered like the sound of water, entrenched in every corner. Thunder and lightning tell of the fate of the body, sad like a ghost with no way to escape, the soul is naked and stiff, the emotions overlapping the heart, desperate to tear through the night.

Although he is a mother and son, but over the years, he has almost never taken the initiative to say a word to Sun Meng, and he has never replied with a good word, in his heart, except for hatred or hatred.

Sun Meng's heart can't let go of him after all, although he often speaks ill of her, but the mother always regards him as a child who doesn't grow up, and her heart is always on him.

"When will you accept me as a mother? My child. My mother doesn't know, I don't know what to do, so you are willing to accept my mother, and you are willing to call me a mother. She always asked herself.