The next morning, the temperature cooled down, the bleak street, a group of stray cats at the end of the road to see which house has idle fish bones in front of the door, a small truck carrying the funeral band drove through the middle of the road, the band musicians were expressionless and lifeless with their own violins, San Bao walked out of the door, his face was slightly puffy, breakfast was porridge and steamed buns, the two had a tacit understanding of getting up early and not sleeping, and they also constituted several conversations during the period. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They took the first bus up the mountain and walked past a flat house, which had no connection with the integrated urban architecture, like a clear spring between the replicated Chinese cities.

Despite the spitting leaves and unbuilt flowers, the unlocked portal is a testament to the simplicity of the people.

Further down, the road has never been polished, the flat places are all walked out of the mountain people, the slightly curved mountainside makes Sambo's mother walk hard, it can be seen from her posture of supporting her waist, Sambo thought about taking his mother's arm sideways and helping him walk through the most difficult road.

There was only the sound of light or heavy breathing all the way, passing by a gravel field, you could hear the sound of the water hitting the stones, as if the drum beat had been echoing in the heart, Sambo felt that the turbulent water could explain some of the confusion in his heart, or just stop in front of it for a while, he was afraid that the mountains behind him would swallow him, so he walked a little faster.

Mother has never taken Sam Bao to the amusement park, and she knows that she can't let him help her anymore at this time, he has completely lost the control of time, smiled and patted Sam Bao's hand, as if to say you go first.

Sambo understood, but slowed down and squinted his eyes in embarrassment.

But after a while, a huge man-made waterfall appeared in front of them, which was neither a scenic spot nor too remote, only their mother and son in front of the waterfall.

The loud sound of water drowned out the sound of their breathing listening to each other, and then they could only be heard by roaring in the distance between them, and Sambo felt that the soreness in his legs, which had not been exercised for a long time, was slowly relieved, and whether it was real or unreal, it was extremely blurry when the water was lapping.

It is extremely simple, only the sound and noise are left in the environment, but the heartbeat can be carefully heard from the front chest to the back of the whole body, the mother's hand is extremely light, obviously there is no need to hold on to it, but there seems to be no reason to let go, compared to Sambo looking at the trajectory of the water, his mother only pays attention to the water roaring into the waterway, and the pain between the body no longer bothers her, because the direction of the water flow also makes her understand that the years are unbearable, and death is not a failure, no matter how hard she tries, she can't stop its accelerated pace.

If Satan focuses on and scavenging a person's soul, then only as a mother can have the strength to carry the banner and fight across the shore, San Bao didn't notice that his mother's face was gradually pale, and her cheeks, which were already so thin that they were sunken, trembled slightly, and a man who was more vicissitudes than San Bao's facial features stopped and beckoned at the not-so-distant horizon, she knew that since abandoning their mother and son, this man had not had a good life, and he had been watching her from time to time in Afang Hell.

Obviously, she couldn't see the man's clear facial features from a visual distance, but she saw his face full of stubble, as if he was penniless, he pulled himself to the rental house and forced himself to a solid cardboard, the stiff stubble shaved his face painfully, resisting, scuffling, it was useless, the hatred lasted for so many years and did not slow down in the slightest, but built a dark wall in the soft place of her heart more deeply.

She was kicked out of the family because she was pregnant with Sanbao, she was young and proud and was taken back to the mountains of Yueqing by Sanbao's father, and became a thing worth showing off, only the cheongsam left in the past was left in the whole body, and then it seemed that there were only painful memories, and she wanted to appear different from others and behaved out of place, did not take the initiative to talk to the people around her, was extremely strict with money, and almost ignored her son......

Sambo's call pulled back his mother, who had already stepped into the supernatural world with half of her body, and he shouted, "Is it cold? Let's go first. The morning splash was a little cooler than the usual wind, and his hand was already a natural way to support his mother, perhaps because they had been reflecting on how to be a mother and son all these years, although careful but precious.

His mother was not unappreciative, her body shook slightly, and she seemed to be a little unsteady on her feet, but then she immediately cheered herself up, she turned sideways and looked up at her son, who was a head taller than herself, and pulled his hand down, and her dry hand like a branch was applied to Sambo's cheek, looking at him gently, as if she wanted to take a good look at her grown son.

In fact, if you look closely at his younger brother, he has almond-like eyes and a straight nose, and his pores are neat and neat, with a little natural volume, and he is also a good gene in the maternal family, and her head rests on her son's shoulder, and the sound of the huge lapping waves can drown out the sound but cannot swallow the whisper, and you must believe that the words spoken in your ears will definitely reach your heart.

"I used to live in hatred, first your tyrannical father and then your hated neighbor, I fought with them for half a century for my dignity, but I never cared about you well, I only knew that you liked to eat dumplings, and I didn't even know when you ran away from home, are you good at eating outside? Is it warm to wear? I never looked for you, but you still came to visit your vicious mother."

Her eyes turned red, and she continued, as if she had made up her mind.

"You know what, I've never regretted giving birth to you, I'm grateful for your birth, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The last three words are almost whispered between the teeth, but they are deeper and clearer than all the previous words, as if it is not only sorry but also deep love and unforgettable apologies, there are all kinds of such and such emotions, the slight choking finally broke out into tears after this sorry sound, tears flowed down her mother's cheeks, she put down the hand that touched her cheeks, her body was even more weak, lying on the chest of the three treasures and crying.

Sanbao stood up straight, holding his mother's back gently, he had never seen his mother cry, and he had rarely even seen her moved, about his father, his memory was almost zero, and he had lived a life of no worries about food and clothing when he remembered, so the most profound thing was the figure of his mother who was busy before and after.

Whether it is a home of more than ten square meters or a store full of clothing, she is always hands-on and careful and meticulous, always looking directly at each other and talking, and most people's manners are different.

The emotions that my mother had suppressed over the years were released after the water slapped on the stone, but it seemed that because the nerves that had been tense were relaxed, a certain grimace that was tearing caught up with her, she cried and coughed, Sambo patted her back slowly, and immediately found that the corners of her mouth were full of bloodshots, tears and blood were mixed together, but Meiyu lay down soothingly.

Although her eyes have been closed, there are no extra folds, she has a gap when she is unconscious, she has never been so relaxed and comfortable, for her, the place where she can cry out loud may be the solid chest of her son who has grown up on her own, so she seems to be struggling, but her face is flushed and extremely close to the word happiness.

Sanbao was busy picking up his mother with both hands and running down the mountain, panting and trying his best to make his steps steady, he was very afraid that his mother would leave like this at the moment, he also wanted to talk to his mother more, and even saw her smile, even if he woke up from a dream, and like the day before yesterday, he wanted to prolong this belated family affection, he was ready, but fate can't be so uncompetitive!

It's not a coincidence, there is only such a nursing home nearby, and the fat nurse is still dozing off at the front desk, so Sanbao rushed in with his mother in his arms, and as soon as he entered, he lost his cool and shouted: "Doctor, doctor." As a result, the fat nurse was frightened by her, panicked but cheered up to arrange matters, and immediately someone pushed out of the bed to take the mother to treatment, although the medical equipment in the village is not often used but extremely perfect, after about half an hour, the professional medical staff pushed out the car where the mother was lying, and the doctor's unpredictable eyes Sanbao was very uncomfortable, he didn't want to watch his mother leave, and the indifferent people were suitable for a long time and left quietly.

"How's it going?" This is the old grandmother who has been standing by Sanbao's side for a long time asked, she is a long-term resident of this sanatorium, her arms are full of needle eyes, her eyes are sunken but shiny, she seems to have run out of the coffin to care about others, and she said a lot to Sanbao who only knew how to look at it when she stopped and stood up, and her tone seemed to be mixed with complaints about why she was so late, and the smell of the potion in her mouth made people frown.

On the other side, the doctor pushed his glasses, and he couldn't see the irritable and disturbing grandmother at all, and his expression showed the unreasonable arrogance of the only doctor in this small place: "If ......it weren't for me, Mr. Doctor thought that Sanbao should be moved to cry bitterly, and he should stuff an egg if he didn't give a red envelope, but Sanbao, who listened to his nagging, only frowned and soothed, leaving him with a tired back, which meant "Thank you for saving my mother." ”

Mr. Doctor ripped off the mask that covered his face in disbelief, and unlike his wise eyes, he had a monkey's mouth, and breathlessly shouted towards the three treasures who were walking towards his mother's ward, only to find that although this back was hunchbacked, it was as hard as broad granite, like a general who had fought a long battle, and no one was allowed to disturb him, so he could only leave in a huff and stretch his fist in the air.