The second chapter of "Dream of the Stars".

The plot continues to progress.

The old man Xu Deen hurriedly rushed out of the bedroom door,

Previous dreams awaken the oldest memories,

Now he turned his head to look at the bedroom of the hall, wasn't this his house?

The oldest, the original home. His father's house, the home where he grew up.

When he grew up, he rebuilt the house, and the old house was surrounded by the new one.

The old man Xu Deen's eyes turned redder when he looked at it, as if he understood a lot of things at once.

Look at his mother again,

His mother is more than twenty years older than him,

And now, he is old, and his mother is the age of his daughter-in-law.

"Don't give your feet to Wei anymore, I just smeared some medicine."

The woman looked at the old man's anxious appearance, and also came over and comforted the old man.

The old man didn't care about his feet, he just looked at his mother stupidly,

Then the eyes became redder and redder, and tears fell down the face,

"Mother...... Mother, mother, mother......"

The heart is not enough to vent the grievances and sorrows,

I don't know how long I've been saving, so I can cry at this moment.

"Huh...... Eh......"

The old man cried heartbreakingly,

The woman took the old man in her arms and patted him at once.

The old man is old, but the woman is still the same.

But he is still like a child, coaxing the old man.

"It's okay, I'm not still here, I'm still here."

The woman said to the old man.

"Mother...... Mother......"

The old man didn't say anything, but cried at his mother.

It seems to be to make clear the sourness that has nowhere to be described for so many years.

“…… I'm so old, why are I still crying like this......"

"It's okay, it's okay......"

“…… My mother knows that you have been wronged, and if you are wronged, my mother knows it. ”

"Your foot hurts, my mother knows that you feel wronged and uncomfortable."

But the woman comforted her.

The old man cried more and more fiercely,

It's just that the muddy tears rolled all over the wrinkled and loose-skinned face at the end,

I cried so much that I lost my strength,

It finally stopped.

“…… Alright, alright...... I hurt my foot, and I've been crying for so long, I'm tired. ”

"It's okay, I'm home, I'm not wronged. Don't be aggrieved. ”

The old man is old, has a mother, and is still a child.

In front of his mother, the grievances that had been felt for so long were vented.

“…… Go to bed, it's too late. ”

The woman patted the old man gently.

The old man shook his head.

"I don't sleep anymore, I don't sleep anymore......"

He looked at his mother, took his mother's hand, and refused to let go.

"I'm still here, it's okay......"

The woman comforted her, but the old man still refused to let go of his hand.

Just keep looking at his mother's face,

He really didn't want the memories of his old age to blur his mother's face.

“…… Then let's not sleep, let's talk...... Well, it's also the middle of the night, you've been crying for so long, are you hungry? Do you want me to cook you some more food? ”

"Want something to eat? It's all at home. ”

"I'd like to have a few more slices of bacon and eat fried potatoes."

"Mother, after you leave, no matter how much I eat, I can't taste that taste."

"I've already told you that, there's nothing unusual about bacon, and there's nothing unusual about potatoes. In the past, when people were hungry and there was no oil and water in their stomachs, they naturally tasted extraordinarily fragrant. ”

The woman smiled and answered,

"But if you want to eat it, I'll cook it for you."

So saying, the woman went into the kitchen.

The old man did not want to leave the woman, so he followed her into the kitchen.

The kitchen is also familiar, it is the old kitchen.

The old man didn't ask about this, he just wanted to look at his mother.

"Then you can burn the fire for me, remember how to burn it."

"Yes."

"Well, that's a little bit bigger."

The stove in the kitchen is still a wood stove,

When the old man arrived at the door of the stove, he lit the fire and burned the wood.

If the fire is going to burn strongly, you probably have to put the firewood out of the stove with a tic-tac-toe, and no matter how bad it is, there will be more gaps.

In this way, the fire is strong and the smoke is less.

However, it was not burned like this before, so although the fire was prosperous, it was too wasteful.

I don't care about that now.

There's a fire burning on the old man's side.

So his mother set up a stool and took another piece of bacon from the kitchen beam.

After washing, mixing some water in the pot, the bacon was boiled.

Bacon was boiling in the pot, and the two mothers and sons were also talking.

"When I was a child, you also liked to eat this, at that time, there was no oil and water in the food at home, and after the New Year, I would dry a few pieces of bacon, and I would eat it until the middle of the second year."

"A slice of bacon and you can eat a bowl of rice......"

The old man took the words and finally smiled,

"At that time, the countrymen were poor and fastidious, and when they ate meat in the house, they first took the meat and rubbed a circle of oil on the side of their mouths, and they had to tell others that they were eating meat in the house today."

"Mother, just tell me, our family doesn't like this, how are you doing, you know, whether you eat meat or not, your stomach knows."

"yes...... Except for this bacon, you are hungry for the two dates at the door...... The dates on the jujube tree are still green, so you can't help but pick them. ”

When the old man heard this, his face was still smiling, but his eyes were red.

for the date tree is dead, and it will not bear any more fruit.

The woman looked at the old man's appearance, but smiled,

Then in the pocket of the apron in front of him, groping and groping,

I found two jujubes that were just a little red,

"Mother has two more here, take them and eat them."

The old man looked at his mother, his eyes turned even redder, and his hand trembled to take it, and he took one.

The woman smiled, but she didn't eat the remaining one, and put it back in her pocket.

The old man ate this jujube with red eyes,

Jujube is actually not sweet, picked early, left for a long time, and a little sour.

But the old man had tears in his eyes.

"How old is it...... Also shed tears. ”

“…… The older you get, the easier it is to cry......"

But the old man said this, and slowly lowered his head,

Biting this date, his mouth open, tears falling to the ground.

"It's all right...... Mother has another one here. ”

The woman patted the old man on the back and comforted him.

"Mother......

The two of them were talking,

The bacon in the pot is gradually cooked.

When the fire in the stove was extinguished, the woman cut the bacon and put it on a plate.

In the end, a small piece was left uncut and handed to the old man first.

The old man took it and ate it, his eyes still red.

To the dining table,

The two were still talking, and the old man was eating the bacon.

It's just that time is spent like this,

Outside, the sky was getting brighter.

“…… You should go back, or the kids will be in a hurry. ”

But the old man did not want to go, and took his mother's hand, and his eyes were red.

didn't say a word, but burst into tears.

But the woman said to the old man,

"Remember when I told you, those who are gone will become stars, pointing people in the direction and shining brightly...... Walk along the bright place at night, and you will be able to see your mother again, it's okay......"

……

“…… His son and daughter-in-law were a little worried about the old man, and some complained about the old man Xu Deen. ”

"Although I found the old man back last time, these days, at night, the old man still runs in the direction of the old house, and he can't stop it, for fear that something will happen to the old man outside."

Men still tell this story to their daughters.

The girl listened to this, but she was a little indignant.

"They don't know anything! They know to complain about the old man! Complain about the old man! ”

"It's all their fault, it's all their fault!"

The man looked at his daughter's red eyes and angry, a little distressed and a little funny,

In line with the answer,

"Yes, it's all their fault."

"Hmm!"

The little girl nodded emphatically, then turned to look at her father,

With some anticipation in his eyes,

"And then? Isn't it like this that Grandpa Xu has his mother with him all the time......"

Facing his daughter's expectant gaze, the man looked down at the content on his phone again.

hesitated,

Then he smiled at his daughter and nodded.

"yes, it's like my baby girl thinks."

"That's great!"

The little girl was a little happy.