The night was already very deep, and Liang Haixing's room was very quiet, and the sound of his and Gao Yan's hearts beating seemed to be very clear. I don't know why, at this time, the image of my mother appeared in front of Liang Haixing from time to time, and it couldn't be erased.

Liang Haixing talked to Gao Yan about his mother again.

Unfortunate people have their own misfortunes, if there are the most unfortunate people in this world, according to my experience, when the rural women are pushed, the women from the poorest families in the countryside are even more unfortunate in the misfortunes. My mother was one of the most unfortunate of all.

Although I am the only child in my family, perhaps because my family has been very poor since I was born, I also thought in my heart that my mother was the most vicious woman in the world. Maybe because I have many younger sisters and my family is very poor, I feel that my mother has been very stingy with me since I was a child. When I was very young, my mother asked me to start doing household chores, such as cooking simple rice such as porridge. When I was eight years old, my father made a small bucket and I started to fetch water from the well for the whole family. Standing at the mouth of the well, looking at the bottomless well water, my feet often tremble, especially in winter, the edge of the well is full of ice, and if I am not careful, I may slip into the well.

When they reached school age, they thought of the need to take care of their younger sister, but their parents did not agree to go to school. But the grandparents who love me the most disagree, Xing'er is the future of the Liang family, no matter how poor the family is, they must also provide Xing'er with education, and they must not become blind. Under the pressure of my grandparents, I finally walked into the school of longing and twilight. However, after school, other children could play outside, but I could only lead my sister to the field to dig vegetables and cut grass, as if I was hiring a long-term worker who didn't spend any money. For some reason, since I was born, my mother's relationship with my grandmother has been particularly stiff. And as the eldest grandson, I seem to be particularly favored by my grandmother. Especially when my grandmother saw me wearing rags, my grandmother would scold my mother mercilessly. And the mother seemed to be particularly afraid of grandma. My mother's grievances with my grandmother will be repaid in double as mine. After being beaten and scolded by my mother, I naturally went to my grandmother to complain. As a result, my grandmother would lead me to my mother and scold her again. And so the cycle of evil life continues. Once, grandma pointed to her mother's nose and scolded: "I'll tell you this stinky girl, Xing'er is the root of our family, if Xing'er has a good thing in your hands, I will also let your stinky girl die a good death." "In front of my grandmother, my mother didn't dare to talk back, only looked at me with a fire-breathing gaze.

One day, I got into a fight with my sister, and she complained to her mother. My mother didn't ask indiscriminately, she raised her hand and slapped me, I couldn't dodge, hit me on the nose, and suddenly, I felt a hot pain on my face, as if it was on fire, and my nose was bloody. I wiped it with my hand, and when I saw that my hand was full of nosebleeds, I ran out of the yard without saying a word. When my mother saw that her face was covered in blood, I went to my grandmother to complain again. Naturally, I was very frightened, and hurriedly ran in front of me and closed the door first. Then, holding me in her arms, my mother said to me: "Xing'er, it's all bad for my mother, my mother shouldn't reach out to beat you." My mother will never beat you again. Let's not tell grandma about this today, okay? Mother didn't mean to beat you, you are a brother, you should let your sister. Mother's heart is also annoyed. What kind of life is this, I ate the last meal, but I didn't have the next meal. When will such a poor life be the end? The mother cried bitterly as she spoke, and kept crying: "Who in the world doesn't hurt her mother?" ”

I didn't understand my mother's mood at that time, but I just felt that my mother was so pitiful, so I agreed to my mother's request. I didn't tell my grandmother about my mother's beating of me.

As I grew older, I became sensible, especially when things happened later, and I got to know my mother anew.

It is said that the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, but his mother's mind is more like a calm harbor. No matter how choppy and windy the waves are outside, in my mother's place, it will always be so calm, in my eyes, the only thing that belongs to my mother is to endure and pay silently.

Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, all have emotional highs and lows, my mother is sometimes very impatient, and even often beats and scolds us, but my mother never complains, and always selflessly presents the love in her heart to his relatives. It's so selfless. Mother's qualities have given me a deeper understanding of women and have also changed my life. I sometimes think that Mother, like the candle, burns itself and gives light to the world.

When I was young, my family was poor, and there were very few bedding and children's clothes at home, and most of them were worn by the eldest and changed to the second one, and it was passed on. In winter, it was very cold in the house, and the children often urinated on the kang. The mother moved the children to a dry place, lay down on the children's wet area, and dried the bedding with body heat. After a long time, my mother fell ill with rheumatism, especially in winter or on cloudy days, and my mother's joints were painful.

The family was poor, the food was not enough to eat, and every time the porridge was very thin, the father was naturally very unhappy when he saw the gruel like water, and scolded the mother, as if the mother had stolen the food and eaten it, or sold it. The helpless mother never argued, and sometimes the father's scolding was particularly ugly, and the mother could only secretly wipe her tears with the corner of her clothes. Every time, the mother always used the excuse to tidy up the house, or clean the yard, and the last person to eat. When there was really nothing to do, my mother would look at us eating, especially when she saw that we were eating very sweet, her face would be filled with an intoxicating light, and sometimes she would say, "You love to eat, my mother will cook such a meal for you next time." ”

Sometimes, the food cooked by my mother was eaten by my father and those of us who did not know my mother's suffering, so my mother had to put the rice bowl that my father and we had eaten in a pot, and then pour some cold water to rinse it, and then drink it, and my stomach was filled with cold water, and my mother was full. That's swill from the pot. This is true even in winter. In my impression, my mother's stomach seems to be very good, just like the pigs raised at home, except for, my mother has eaten all the food that can satisfy hunger, and my sisters have leaked their mouths and dropped their rice on the dining table, and the rice scraps on the ground will be picked up by my mother and put in their mouths, sometimes with soil on them. Sometimes my father couldn't stand it, so he scolded my mother: "There's outside, why don't you pick it up and eat it in your mouth." Mother could only pretend she couldn't hear.

At that time, my mother was still breastfeeding my little sister. Flat, there is no milk at all, and the little sister is so anxious that she often cries.

Perhaps because of the constant malnutrition, the mother was not tall and very weak. My father sometimes joked with my mother: "I'm so worried that one day a strong wind will blow you into the sky." ”

It is such a weak woman who has always supported our family.

My father is the pillar of the family, and when the pillar breaks, our family collapses, and my mother is the pedestal under the pillar, and a lot of pressure on the pillar naturally falls on my mother's shoulders. Like my father, my mother worked all morning, and my father could lie down on the kang to rest, while my mother would cook on the fire, serve her children, feed the chickens and pigs, and when all this was done, it was time to work in the fields with my father. At night, my mother would spin thread and collect the soles of her shoes until late at night. As soon as the mother lay down, the children peed again, and the mother had to change the bedding for the children. The next day, my mother had to get up early to cook and work in the fields. Mother is a machine that never stops. And when the machine is still cultivated, the mother is not.

Grandma is old and has hemiplegia. Unlike her mother, her grandmother was particularly obese.

The house is small, and the younger sisters are also small, so my mother set aside a house and said to me: "Xing'er, grandma has loved you very much since you were a child, you can sleep with grandma." At night, you can help grandma turn over and cover the quilt. Your sister and I were crammed into another room. "I was too young to understand my mother's mind. It's even more difficult to take care of grandma. Every night, before going to bed, my mother would go to my grandmother's room and cover her with a quilt and change her diaper before going to bed. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I wake up in my sleep and find that on the kang, there is a woman who is busy by my grandmother's side, and then I look closely at the mother who is serving my grandmother.

Later, my grandmother couldn't take care of herself at all, and she ate and urinated all on the kang, and there was always a foul smell in the house, especially at night, sometimes she couldn't sleep because of the smoke, and when she ate, she occasionally thought about it and vomited. I said to my mother, I don't sleep in the same room with my grandmother, it's really not good, I'll find a random place to sleep. While picking shit and wiping her buttocks for my grandmother, my mother said to me, "Xing'er, you have to have a conscience when you are a man." Do you know why your grandmother loved you the most when you were young? Isn't it just hope that when she is old, her star can take care of her? Grandma is really old, why do you dislike grandma? Then, the mother said to the grandmother, "Mother, I'm right." "Grandma has completely lost her ability to speak, just nodded slightly, and I noticed that tears were clearly flowing from the corners of her eyes. Since then, I have never mentioned sleeping separately from my grandmother, and I have followed the example of my mother, bringing water and feeding my grandmother, and covering her with a quilt at night.

In winter, in order for her grandmother to be able to bask in the sun, her thin mother often carried her heavy grandmother to the yard to bask in the sun. One day, my mother carried my grandmother to the yard to bask in the sun, and when she crossed the threshold of the hall, my mother accidentally fell heavily on the ground. It happened that my father came home from outside, and when I saw this, my father was a little dissatisfied, looked at my grandmother with bruises on her face, and reprimanded my mother: "You always do things so roughly." My mother is a patient, can I stand you falling like this? The mother cried, came to the grandmother's side, gently patted the dust on her body for the grandmother, and said, "I'm sorry mother, I didn't mean to, I tripped over the threshold just now." Grandma tried to wipe the tears from the corners of her mother's eyes with her trembling hands, and Grandma's eyes were also full of tears.

Standing not far away, I saw all this very clearly, and until now, in my imprints, it is still very clear and often appears in front of my eyes.

I didn't understand, so I said to my mother: "Mother, grandma treated you so badly at that time, why do you still take care of grandma." ”

My mother always smiled and said, "No matter how bad grandma is, it's still grandma." When you were young, didn't your mother beat and scolded you? My mother is old, can you hold a grudge against my mother? ”

I didn't answer, and shook my head as if I didn't understand.

As my mother gets older, some of her actions become more and more incredible.