Zhang Yang wiped away his tears and began to tell: "Fourteen years ago... this is a true story..."
As Zhang Yang slowly narrated, time seemed to have returned to fourteen years ago...
When he was 17 years old, he was sentenced to six years for committing murder and wounding. From the day he was imprisoned, no one came to see him. His mother was widowed and worked hard to raise him. Unexpectedly, he had just graduated from high school, and this would happen to him.
What happened made his mother heartbroken. He understood his mother, and she had reason to hate him.
In the winter of the year he was imprisoned, he received a sweater with a plum blossom embroidered on the lower corner. Pinned to the plum blossom was a narrow note: Reform yourself well. Mom is counting on you to support you in old age. This note made him
He, who has always been strong, burst into tears. This is a sweater knitted by his mother. Every stitch and stitch is so familiar. His mother once said to him,
A person is like a wintersweet in the cold winter. The more difficult he is, the more beautiful flowers he will bloom. In the next four years, his mother still did not come to see him, but every winter, she sent him a sweater and the
Note. In order to get out one day earlier, he worked hard to reform and fight for a reduced sentence. Sure enough, in the fifth year, he was released early.
Carrying a simple package containing all his belongings - five sweaters - he returned home. There was a big lock on the door, which was rusty. A foot-high thatch grew on the roof.
.He was confused, where was his mother? He turned around and found his neighbor, who looked at him in surprise.
He asked him if he wouldn't come back for another year? He shook his head and asked, "Where is my mother?" The neighbor lowered his head and said that she was gone. It was like a thunder exploded above his head. It was impossible! His mother was only in her forties.
, why did she leave? He also received her sweater in winter and saw the note she left.
The neighbor shook his head and took him to the ancestral grave. A newly piled mound appeared in front of his eyes. His eyes were red and his mind went blank. After a while, he asked his mother how he left. The neighbor said that because he committed violence and hurt people, his mother borrowed the money.
He paid a debt to treat the injured. After he went to prison, his mother moved to a firecracker factory more than two hundred miles away from home to work and did not come back for many years. Her mother was afraid that he would worry about those sweaters.
I always ask someone to take it home and forward it to my neighbor. Just last year during the Spring Festival, the factory was working overtime to produce firecrackers and accidentally caught fire. The entire factory exploded, and there were more than a dozen outsiders working inside, as well as the boss and his family who came to help.
, are all dead. Among them was his mother. The neighbor sighed and said that he still had a sweater at home and planned to send it to him this winter.
In front of his mother's grave, he beat his chest and cried bitterly. It was all his fault. He had killed his mother. He was such an unfilial son! He really deserved to go to hell! The next day, he sold the old house and carried six
With a package of a sweater, he left for a foreign country and made a living in other places. Time passed quickly, and four years passed. He established himself in the city, opened a small restaurant, and soon married a simple girl as his wife...
When Zhang Yang told this point... he glanced at the woman beside him. The woman held Zhang Yang's hand tightly, and the two people's hearts seemed to be closer to each other...
Qin Hao and Zhang Yiming looked at each other. They had indescribable feelings in their hearts, especially Qin Hao. He had fantasized about it since he was a child, how great it would be if he had a mother who could love him? But... in his own life
, there is no word for mother. When he knew his life experience, his father and mother had already passed away for nineteen years...
Qin Hao could understand that Zhang Yiming had never experienced Zhang Yang's pain, but Qin Hao had experienced such a miserable childhood...
The business of the small restaurant is very good because of the high quality and low price, as well as his modesty and his wife's enthusiasm. Every morning, he gets up early at three or four o'clock to buy, and it is not until dawn that he brings home the vegetables and fresh meat he needs.
There were no hired hands, so the two of them were as busy as tops. Often, due to lack of sleep, his eyes were red...
Soon, an old lady pushing a tricycle came to his door. She was hunched, walked with a limp, and gestured with her hands, wanting to provide him with vegetables and fresh meat, which were absolutely fresh and cheap. The old lady was mute.
, face full of dust, forehead
and a few scars around her eyes made her look ugly. His wife disagreed, and the old lady looked really uncomfortable. But he agreed despite his wife's objections. Somehow, the old lady in front of him made him
Suddenly I thought of my mother...
The old lady was very trustworthy, and the vegetables delivered at his request were indeed fresh every time. Therefore, at six o'clock every morning, a tricycle full of vegetables was delivered to the door of his restaurant on time. He occasionally invited the old lady to
Eating a bowl of noodles, the old lady ate very slowly
, looking like he was enjoying it. He felt sour in his heart and told the old lady that she could eat a bowl of noodles here every day. The old lady smiled and limped over. He looked at her, and somehow,
Thinking of my mother, I suddenly felt the urge to cry.
A few years passed in a flash, and his restaurant became a restaurant. He also had a considerable amount of savings and bought a house. But the old lady who delivered food to him was still the same.
More than a month later, suddenly one day, he waited in front of the door for a long time, but could not wait for the old lady. It had been an hour, and the old lady had not come yet. He did not have her contact information, so he had no choice but to
Let the worker go buy vegetables. Two hours later, the worker brought the vegetables back. When he looked carefully, he felt a pang in his heart. This cart of vegetables was far inferior to what the old lady sent. All the vegetables sent by the old lady were carefully selected.
, there are almost no dry leaves, and each one is very good.
However, since that day, the old lady never appeared again...
After hearing this, Zhang Yiming's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but interrupt: "It can't be? Something bad happened, right?"
Qin Hao glanced at him coldly: "Shut up!~"
Zhang Yiming was silent and Qin Hao pursed his lips at Zhang Yang, gesturing for him to continue talking...
Zhang Yang continued to talk...
The Spring Festival was coming soon. He was making dumplings when he suddenly told his wife that he wanted to send a bowl to the old lady and see what happened to her. Why didn't he send food for a week? This has never happened before. His wife nodded.
. After cooking the dumplings, he carried them and repeatedly asked about a lame old lady who was delivering food. Finally, he found her in an alley two blocks away from his restaurant.
He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. The door was ajar, so he pushed it open. In the dark and small room, the old lady was lying on the bed, skinny as a stick. When the old lady saw him, she opened her eyes in surprise and tried to sit up.
, but there was nothing he could do. He put the dumplings next to the bed and asked the old lady if she was sick. The old lady opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't.
. He sat down and looked at this small room. Suddenly, several photos on the wall made him open his mouth in surprise. They turned out to be photos of him and his mother! When he was 5 years old, 10 years old, 17 years old... in the corner,
There was a baggage wrapped in old cloth, with a plum blossom embroidered on it. He turned his head, stared blankly at the old lady, and asked her who she was...
The old lady was stunned and suddenly blurted out: "My son!"
"Just these two words, at that time, at that time..." Zhang Yang had tears streaming down his face and was speechless...
Both Zhang Yiming and Qin Hao were silent. Qin Hao had already guessed it, but even so, the shocking feeling still existed when he heard Zhang Yang say it with his own ears...
Zhang Yang was also shocked at that time! The old lady in front of him was not a mute? The old lady who had been delivering food to him for several years was his mother?
That hoarse voice was clearly so familiar. Who could it be if it wasn't his mother? He suddenly stepped forward in a daze, hugged his mother, and cried bitterly. The tears of mother and son were mixed together. I don't know how long they cried. He first
He raised his head and choked with sobs that he saw his mother's grave and thought she was dead, so he left home.
The mother wiped her tears and said that she asked her neighbor to do this. There was an explosion in the firecracker factory where she worked. She survived by chance, but her face was disfigured and her legs were lame. Look at her appearance and think about her son who has been in prison and her family.
She was also poor, and he would definitely not be able to get a wife in the future. In order not to hinder him, she came up with this idea, saying that she was dead and letting him go away from home, take root in a foreign place, marry a wife and have children.
After learning that he had left her hometown, she returned to the village. After asking around, she found out that he had come to this city. She made a living by picking up rags. She searched for him for four years and finally found him in this small restaurant. She was overjoyed.
Seeing her son busy, she felt heartbroken again.
In order to see her son every day and help him lighten his burden, she began to buy groceries for him, and she did so for several years! But now, her legs and feet are weak and she cannot get out of bed, so she can no longer deliver groceries to him.
After Zhang Yang learned all this, he had tears in his eyes. Before his mother could finish speaking, he picked up his mother and picked up the baggage and left...
Zhang Yang had been carrying his mother on his back. He didn't know that his home was so close to his mother's residence. Within twenty minutes of leaving, he carried his mother back home. His mother stayed in his new residence for three days. Three
God, she told him a lot. She said she almost went to see his father when he was in prison.
But she thought that her son had not been released from prison yet and could not leave, so she stayed here again! After he was released from prison, she thought that her son had not yet started a family and established a career, so she still could not leave... Seeing that her son had married, she thought that she had not yet met her son.
Grandson, she stayed again... She kept smiling when she said this.
Zhang Yang also told his mother a lot, but he never told her that the reason why he killed someone back then was because someone insulted her and used the most obscene language. In this world, he can endure no matter how he is scolded or beaten.
, but he can never tolerate someone insulting his mother...
When he said this, Zhang Yang was already bursting into tears. His wife was also beside her, holding her husband and crying. What a great power this is! The power of love...
Zhang Yiming felt his nose was sore. He glanced at Qin Hao and found that the boss's eyes were also moist. Qin Hao murmured to himself: "Maybe, this... is love..."