"Juanyu, I dreamed about my mother last night." During the nap, I lay down and chatted with Zhuoyu.

"What did you dream about her?" He asked casually.

"I can't remember what she looked like," I sighed, "I dreamed she was laughing at me, and she said I grew up." In the dream, she kept smiling, still so beautiful and so young. I didn't say any more, buried my face in the pillow.

"Okay, it's okay, it's just a dream." He touched my head, "Don't think too much, you don't want her to see you sad because of her, she will never want to see you like this." Don't think about it, it's okay, maybe you miss her too much. ”

"No way!" I showed my face, "I must go back, I have to go back without seeing her, she must have missed me to give me a dream, I didn't tell her about such a big thing as marriage, I must go back to see her." ”

"Okay, then when do you want to go, I'll go with you, okay? Let's go back together and let her see me, too. He put his arm around me, "Okay, go to sleep, okay, sleep." ”

"You know what," I said, rolling over and putting my hand next to his shoulder, "when I was a child, my mother took me in a small rented room, and although we were very poor, we were very happy and warm. ”

"I know." He sighed softly and patted me on the shoulder.

"My mother worked very hard every day to make money, and every day when I went out early, I was put in the neighbor's house to take care of," I think back to those days in the past, and I can't help but feel sad and tears welling up in my eyes.

My neighbor's mother-in-law had a little grandson, who was very arrogant and domineering, always secretly bullying me, pinching me, beating me, and throwing me with pebbles. I never dared to speak up, I didn't dare to cry, and I didn't dare to tell my mother, I was afraid that she would be even more upset if she found out. One day I had a high fever, and my mother wiped my body, only to find that my body was full of wounds, blue and purple. When she asked me what was wrong, I didn't say anything, but when I asked in a hurry, I said that it was the grandson of the neighbor's mother-in-law's family, and he said that I lived in his house for nothing every day. After hearing this, my mother covered her face with her two hands, and her shoulders kept shaking. I pulled her to try to stop her from crying, but she hugged me and cried. It was the first time I had seen her crying, so sad, so helpless, so pitiful. She came back to hug me after crying, and kept saying sorry, sorry, sorry. I think she must have regretted giving birth to me, and I suffered so much with her when I was born. But she doesn't understand and doesn't know, but how happy I am, how happy I am to have my mother by my side and love me. Others call me a little wild seed, bully me, beat me and scold me, I'm not afraid, I have my mother, so I'm not afraid of anything. Later, because my mother didn't want me to suffer anymore, she quit the job she had so hard to find and took me out of that place. Even though my mother-in-law had saved my life when I was very young and had taken me out of my swaddling clothes with a high fever, my mother had left the place and the person she had respected as a mother for my sake.

The pain and pain of my childhood made me understand the hardships of life early on, and made me strong and strong. When I was seven years old, I was in elementary school, my mother's job was stable, and our lives had improved. However, just when we were hopeful for the future, my mother was killed by a car accident, and since then I have ceased to be a child, and I have been forced to grow up all at once. Sadness, gloomy darkness, loneliness, tears, they all invaded me, leaving me with no time to be happy, no right to be carefree. Since then, I have been autistic, not speaking, not speaking, not expressing, not angry, not angry, and without feelings. My uncle tried to communicate with me, tried to bring me out of the shadows. He wanted me to be happy and healthy like a child. He took me to the doctor and went out of his way to teach me again and again. Guide me, find ways to make me talk more, make me happy, make me laugh, let me eat more, let me go out the door more, let me talk to people. It is precisely because of such an uncle and such a well-intentioned relative that I was able to get out of the darkness and out of the shadows.

What I can't forget is the stormy night I experienced with my mother, and what I can't forget is the moment when I was separated from my mother.

"Nannan, you have to be well-behaved, you have to be obedient at school, mom will pick you up at school later today, okay?" In the morning, my mother took my hand and sent me to the school gate, then squatted down and took my hand, looked me in the eye and said.

I nodded obediently, not wanting her to worry too much, and it was a promise to her.

"Good girl, so good. Go ahead and have fun. Mom kissed me, then let me go, stood up, and gently pushed me into the schoolyard.

"Goodbye, Mom." I turned to say goodbye to her and whispered.

"Goodbye, be good." Mom smiled and shook her hand.

When a child came to greet me, I happily ran with them to the classroom.

After school in the afternoon, other children were picked up by their parents, and I waited for my mother to pick them up at the gate alone. It had been raining heavily, and I avoided the rain as much as I could, trying not to get wet, and my mother had just helped me change into a new long hooded coat in the morning. The lightning flashed and thundered, and I stood there quietly waiting for my mother to pick me up, not afraid at all. The guard at the door had also gotten off work, touched my head and smiled, "Is the little girl afraid of being alone?" I looked at him and shook my head, "Are you waiting for your mother to pick you up?" I nodded, but didn't speak. How brave! He also nodded, "If you are afraid, go to the turn in front of you to find Uncle, Uncle will wait for Mother with you, okay?" He said again. I still didn't speak, and looked at him fixedly. He looked at me one last time, shook his head and walked away, muttering, "That stubborn boy." ”

Quiet again, I still stood there without moving, and put my two hands in the bag, which contained the flowers and candies that my teacher had rewarded me today, and I was going to give them to my mother to taste. After waiting for a long time, my feet were almost numb, and a small blue flower umbrella came towards me, and under the umbrella was my mother, and her steps were flustered and hurried.

"Nannan, is that you, I'm sorry, my mother is late." Mom's voice floated in the distance, baking me warmly.

"Mommy—" I shouted, trying to run to her right away.

"Hide there and don't move, mom will pick you up." She was afraid that I would get drenched in the rain, "Are you scared, you are scared if your mother hasn't come for so long, I'm really sorry." "She walked up to me, put down her umbrella and came to hug me, squatted down and kissed my face." Scared? ”

I shook my head, "I'm not afraid. ”

"Wow, you're so brave, amazing!" Touching my hair and stroking my face, "Alright, let's go home." "She took my school bag for me, then took my hand, held up the umbrella, and walked together." Did Nan Nan do well today, did she get little saffron and candy again? ”

I proudly pulled out a small paper folded flower and a few fruit candies, "Mom, look, I won another prize today." ”

"Oh, that's awesome, why is my girl so good, it's amazing. Oh, you want your mom to taste your candy, don't you? It's so good, mom is so happy. She said, opening her mouth to take a piece of candy I had peeled, and laughing happily. Nan Nan is really filial, and my mother loves Nan the most. ”

We laughed and laughed along the way, passing by a pastry shop, my mother took me in and asked me what I wanted, I looked at the colorful and beautiful creamy dessert in the glass window, and pointed to an inconspicuous one.

"Do you want a doughnut?" Mom asked, and I nodded, "Nan Nan is so good today, Mom wants to reward you, so you can eat with confidence." Then she looked at me, and I didn't answer, still pointing to the doughnut.

"Okay, then buy the doughnuts."

"Nannan, mom is old and can't walk anymore, will you buy donuts and candy for mom?" We held hands and walked slowly, and our home was not far in front of us.

I nodded, "Yes, my mother can't walk, she will carry you on her back, she will take care of you, and she will earn money to buy a lot of delicious food for her mother." "I fantasized that I couldn't be happier.

"Okay, then mom is waiting for Nannan to grow up quickly, waiting for Nannan to take care of her mother. Let's go home quickly, today my mother makes prawns for Nan Nan to eat, so that Nan Nan can grow up quickly, okay? ”

"Okay." I replied, eating my doughnuts slowly, one bite at a time.

However, it is at this time that disaster befalls us, perhaps because the appearance of our mother and daughter happily clinging to each other provokes the jealous eyes of others, and then stretches out a sinful hand to push us towards disaster.