Commemorate a piece of today's experience on the train. Take the train every day (foreign trains are similar to the domestic subway), used to sit head and tail, the name of the first class, there will generally be a place, most people are too lazy to go, because the mobile phone is out of battery early, bored I stopped a stop and walked to the front of the carriage, almost to the middle of the time, met a pair of mother and daughter, the mother is twenty-six or seventeen years old, ponytail, black shorts and white casual shirt, the little girl is about two or three years old, mushroom head, a pair of big eyes and a small round face, a small vest on the upper body, and a small skirt on the lower body.

Since it was night, there were basically no people in the whole carriage, only four or five people, and the little girl did not sit in the stroller next to her mother, but lay in the wide straight row, playing mobile games briskly, and her mother sat beside her, gently brushing her hair. I saw that the mother and daughter were so harmonious, and the daughter muttered that her mother, who was also Chinese, stood quietly next to her, as if she was tinkering for a while, and the mother said to her daughter: "Baby, mom wants to call your dad, okay?" The mother said softly next to her daughter. "Mommy, don't you want it" The daughter frowned, and her small nose moved.

"Baby, Mom has something very important to say to Dad, can you give Mom your phone?" said Mom with a smile, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"Don't. The daughter pursed her lips and looked unhappy, and the phone was hidden behind her, looking cautious.

The mother gently leaned behind her daughter, took away the mobile phone, and said, "Mom is going to call your dad, mom told you, you have to give mom when mom wants to use the phone." ”

The daughter pulled her mother's mobile phone to her ear with her little hand, "Don't, Mom, Ma Ma, you return my mobile phone." As he spoke, he burst into tears, a pair of big eyes blinking and crying, and his whole little round face was entangled.

The mother gently held her daughter in her left hand and made phone calls with her right hand. The carriage echoed with a beeping sound and the cry of her daughter, "Mom, you return my mobile phone, don't call, you return me, you return me." The child's shrill voice was very poignant. The rest of the passengers, too, looked to see that it wasn't just something terrible that had happened. I silently took out my phone and put it back on the black screen.

The mother didn't care about the eyes of others, smiled and said to her daughter: "Mom told you that if your mother needs a mobile phone, you have to give it to Ma Ma, you promise to live and talk about it." "Don't, mom, don't give me my phone." "The two little hands waved lightly in the air, but they couldn't reach it, and the mobile phone was like a layer of moat.

At this time, the mobile phone that had been dialed several times seemed to be connected, and a glimmer of light flashed on the pitch-black screen. "Are you really not coming out?" his mouth pursed tightly, his eyes narrowed and opened. "I've said all the good things, I've begged and begged, I've done what I need to do, what can I do? The mother's clear voice echoed faintly, her left hand hugged her daughter tightly, smiling bitterly, and her chin raised slightly, like a knife piercing the darkness in front of her. “this station is Allawah.” When the train arrived, I stepped off the train, the train sounded softly, and when I turned my head, I saw a mother holding a phone and smiling and caressing her daughter with her hands, those hands were very white and white.

PS: It's just that I remembered it at night, so I wrote it down by the way.