Ruan Qing sat in the house and roasted the fire, Ruan Jingtian came in from outside, holding two sweet potatoes in his rough hands, "Your mother said that you like to eat sweet potatoes, let me bring it back for you to nest, and you can eat it later." ”

Ruan Qing looked outside the house, Huang Cuiying was bent over, pulling weeds in the vegetable field, and she was also panicked in her heart, not that she couldn't understand what her mother was thinking.

In Huang Cuiying's era, not to mention the hardships of life, she was also poked in the back and scolded, saying that their family was a 'mule species', and the mules were a cross between horses and donkeys, and the mules born could not raise offspring.

Just because the mother didn't give birth to a son, she was said to be unable to raise her head, at that time, Huang Cuiying walked in the village, not only was scolded by the villagers every day, but also was told by the old lady when she went home.

The uncle gave birth to two sons, so the old lady favored them, and told them anything good in the family first.

The concept of preference for sons has not had a great impact on her mother, even if her father is calm and unwavering on the surface, she knows that there is also a deep groove in Ruan's father's heart.

A few years ago, she was admitted to university, and her parents' waist pole was only a little stronger, although it is now a new society, but the imprint at that time lingered in my mother's heart.

Now that she has given up her job in the big city and come back to farm, I am afraid that her mother thinks her brain is burned out.

It's just that I haven't suffered hardships, so I want to go back to the countryside to pick up a hoe and go to the fields to work.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qing's eyes had a touch of sadness, it was pity for her parents, the more she was like this, the more she couldn't let go easily.

"You, don't think so much, your mother is a knife mouth tofu heart, talking about it, feeling sorry for you in my heart. I just don't want you to follow our old path and suffer hardships. Ruan Jingtian did not miss the sadness in his daughter's eyes, and Ruan's father, who felt sorry for his daughter, was naturally reluctant.

He has been a middleman between the two over the years, but he knows in his heart that when his children are older, they have their own plans, and they must let go when it is time to let go, as long as they don't drag their children back.

"When your mother was in college, I sent you to Shanghai to go to college, she hid in the house and shed tears, I told you secretly, you are not allowed to say it when you go back, otherwise your mother should confiscate my cigarettes again." Ruan's father said and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and the smoke was still the cheapest Double Happiness, so it was needless to say that the smoke was naturally smoking.

In front of the child, Ruan's father never smoked, but just took it out and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and it was enjoyable, otherwise he didn't know how to talk about the rest of the matter.

"The day I came back from Shanghai, your mother hung a video for you, and her eyes were red, and she said to me, 'Qingqing has never been to such a far place when he is so old, will he not be used to being alone outside, why didn't you stay for a few more days.'" ”

"I coaxed her for most of the night that night, and she didn't say anything in front of you, but every time she hid in the house and cried. Every time you come back from vacation, your mother is as happy as something, she buys what you like to eat early, and asks me to go to the intersection to wait for you to come back. She stood at the door of her own house and stared at you to see if you were back. ”

"When you were leaving, her tears were rolling in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back her tears."

"You graduated and worked, you were busy in the dark, your mother saw that you had lost so much weight, and she was talking in front of my ears all day long, why did you lose so much weight, is it too tired from work and being bullied."

"We're not a rich family, and we don't have that much money, so your mother and I feel very sorry."

When Ruan Qing heard this, her nose was sour, tears welled up, and she shook her head, how could it be, they had already given her the best things.

"If we had the ability, you wouldn't have to suffer so much outside."

"I told you so much, I just want to express that your mother is very tough, but this is for your sake. She doesn't want you to carry a hoe outside in the wind and sun, this cubicle is not more comfortable than in the field, there is air conditioning in the summer, and it can't freeze in winter. ”

Ruan Qing didn't know how to tell Ruan's father, the work of an assistant is not so simple, staying up all night, on call 24 hours a day, more difficult than a doctor, the artist has a little trivial, just call you, if you can't solve it, you will be scolded with your head and face, hanging your life around your neck every day, and there is a risk of being fired at any time, it is not too much to say that this is a 'high-risk occupation'.

Many people in the circle have been harshly criticized, their spirits are not good, and the money they have earned has not yet been happy, so they turn around and hold it and devote themselves to contributing to the medical cause.

Only she knows the warmth and coldness of this, the salary is three thousand and a half, and she is bitter every day.

When you wake up, you have to greet you with a smile, you are more tired than the lady at the front desk, people treat you as a maid and squeeze out the value of your body, this is capital.

In the final analysis, it's all about living, in order to survive, and it's just a matter of eating.

If you are not your own, how can you talk about comfort.

If you say this to your mother, what will be waiting for her is a fried pork on a bamboo board, and it will also be accompanied by a feast of thoughts, "How can there be anything in this world that is not tired, it would be good to give you a job, and you can pick and choose, you really think of yourself as a big guy." ”

Reporting good news but not bad news, she didn't want to bring up the past, so that her parents worried about her.

"Dad, I've been saving some money for a few years, don't worry, I won't let you pay for me, I'm an adult."

"No matter how old you are, no matter how old you are, you are still a little doll in the eyes of me and your mother. Coax your mother to go, at this time the anger should be gone, bring sweet potatoes, your mother also loves to eat. Ruan's father said, using a ruthless iron hand, pulled out a sweet potato on the stove and wrapped it in a cloth for her.

"Huh." Ruan Qing tilted his head, showed a smile, grabbed the hot sweet potato in his hand, and ran out.

"Mom, my dear Mama." Ruan Qing was glutinous and coquettish, and put her little face on the woman's shoulder.

Huang Cuihua shouted irritably, "What are you doing?" ”

Ruan Qing stretched out his hand and pulled his mother's clothes, "Don't be angry, I'm the most beautiful hemp." ”

"Hmph." Huang Cuiying snorted coldly and didn't speak, Ruan Qing's fart followed up, like a dog skin plaster, sticking to her all the time.

"Oh, woman, don't be like me, I know it's wrong, you see, I roasted a sweet potato for you as an atonement."

"Then you're not farming?"

"It's... The land still has to be planted, but Mom, I promise you, I'm not just tossing, I have technical support, and I know people from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Ruan Qing raised her little fat hand and swore an oath, but she muttered in her heart, which Academy of Agricultural Sciences is not as good as her, she dares to say that she is the first in farming, and no one dares to say that she is second.

"You just fool me, what Academy of Agricultural Sciences, you can talk about it."

"The National Academy of Agricultural Sciences, which specializes in crops, can provide me with the best quality seeds, and if this continues, I will wait for a bumper harvest."

"You have the ability to brag, and I don't know who to learn it from, just plant it, you don't need to water, fertilize, loosen the soil and pull weeds." Huang Cuiying ruthlessly exposed her lies.

In the end, I was defeated by her coquettishness, coaxing my mother, Mo Ruo me.

There is no parent in the world who does not feel sorry for their children, and if there is, then you are definitely not biological.

“？？？！！！ Says who. ”

What the author himself said, what's the matter!