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刘继荣:世上唯一在等你的人

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我的母亲真的很老了,她和孩子纠缠在一起。每次打电话,我总是热情地问:你什么时候回家?

更不用说超过千里之外,转三次,只是工作,孩子让我没有技能,哪里有时间回家。

我母亲的耳朵不好。我解释了很久。她还急切地问:你什么时候能回来?

好几次之后,我终于忍不住了,大声喊着打电话。她终于理解并默默地挂了。

几天后,母亲问了同样的问题,但语调含糊不清,没有信心。

就像一个不情愿的孩子,故意提问也是一个白人问题,但我无能为力。

我的心很软,我有点惊呆了。

我母亲看到我没有烦恼,我很高兴。

她很高兴向我描述:后院的石榴盛开,西瓜成熟,你回来了。

我很尴尬地说:这么忙,怎么才能得到假货!

她急忙说:你说你妈妈得了癌症,只活了半年!我立刻责备她说废话,她笑得很开心。

当我年轻的时候,刮风下雨,我不想上学。我肚子疼,被妈妈看见了。

现在她已经老了,她教女儿撒谎,我生气又好笑。

这个问题和答案不断重复。我终于不忍心告诉她,她必须在下个月回去,而她妈妈很高兴能够窒息。

但不知何故,总有一些东西太忙,一切都比回家更重要,最后,我不能回去。

妈妈在电话的另一端,好像没有力气说再说一句话,我充满了内疚:妈妈,生气了?

妈妈听到了这话,她很快说:孩子,我不是生你的气,我知道你很忙。

但过了几天,妈妈的手机越来越紧了。

她说葡萄成熟,梨子煮熟。很快回来。

我说,没有什么罕见的,这里是遍布街道的,你可以吃到十元八元。

我的母亲不高兴,我也忍耐着嫁给她的脾气:然而,那些东西含有丰富的肥料和杀虫剂,你怎么能种植它们?

母亲沾沾自喜地笑了笑。

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星期六,气温非常高。我不敢出门在家里空调。

孩子砸了冰淇淋,我不得不下楼买它。

在夏天蒸的街上,我突然看到了母亲。

看起来她刚下车,手里拿着一个篮子,背上背着沉重的包。她弯腰离开,向左轻弹,担心其他人碰到了她。

在一群人中,母亲在路上的每一步都在挣扎。

我大声叫她。她急忙抬起满脸的汗水,环顾四周,看到我过来,惊讶地说什么也没说。

我回到家后,妈妈很乐意把这些东西拿出来。

她的双手暴露在蓝色的静脉中,手指被胶带包裹着,手背上有一个血淋淋的嘴巴。

母亲微笑着对我说:吃饭,你要吃饭,这就是我挑选出来的。

我从未有过一位远行的母亲,但是我的一句话,我冲了过来。

她是最便宜的空调客车,既热又拥挤,但水样的葡萄和梨完好无损。

我无法想象她是如何走过的。

我只知道在这个世界上,只要有母亲,就会有奇迹。

母亲只活了三天。她说我太难了。她早早上班去上班,她不得不照顾孩子。她很焦虑但无能为力。

她不敢碰厨房设施,因为害怕破碎。

她悄悄地预订了机票,一个人静静地走着。

我回去了一个星期,我母亲说我想念我,并一直把我推回家。

我痛苦地笑了笑:妈妈,你有更多的耐心!

第二天,我接到了姑姑的电话:你母亲病了,很快就回来了。

我非常焦虑,我的眼睛是黑色的,我流着眼泪赶到车站,赶上了最后一班车。

一路上,我的心默默祈祷。我希望这是我的母亲对我撒谎,我希望她是好人。

我愿意听她的尴尬,愿意吃她送给我的所有食物,愿意抽空看她。

在这一点上,我意识到生活在80岁的人需要一位母亲。

车终于到了村子的入口处,母亲跑来跑去,笑了笑。

我拥抱她,想哭,想笑,责备:你说什么不好,说你生病了,你想失去!

被指责的母亲仍然无限欢喜,她只想见我。

母亲忙碌而忙碌,摆好桌子,等待我的恭维。

我无情地批评:煮熟的红豆粥;煎汤的皮肤太厚了;肉的味道太咸了。

母亲的笑容突然变得尴尬,她无助地低下头。

我内心暗暗地笑了笑。我知道,一旦我说了一些美味的东西,妈妈就不得不强迫我吃了很多东西,而且当我离开时我必须把它带走。

In this way, I was fed by her fat and white, how can I not lose weight. Moreover, do not degrade her, how can I have the opportunity to occupy the stove?

I cook for my mother, chat with her, my mother stares at me for a long time, and her eyes are very in love.

No matter what I said, she politely half-opened her mouth, listening to her ears with her ears, and even taking a nap, she sat at the bed and looked at me with a smile.

I said: If it hurts me so much, why not live with me?

She said that she is not used to living in the city.

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After a few days, I was anxious to go back, and my mother asked me to live another day.

She said that this morning, she has already asked someone to go to the city to buy food. She will be able to come back later. She must make a meal for me.

The county town is more than 90 miles away from here. The mother has to get all the things she thinks are delicious, let me eat, and she can feel good.

When I came back from my aunt's house, my mother's carefully prepared dishes finally came to the table. I couldn't help but be amazed. The fish scales were not scraped, the chicken pieces were fine chicken feathers, and the sesame oil mushroom had hair strands.

Whether it is awkward or plain, people can't make chopsticks.

My mother loved to be clean when she was young, and now she is so old.

When the mother saw me picking it up and picking it up, she didn't eat it. She compromised distressedly and sent me to the night bus.

It was dark, my mother took my arm.

She said that you are not used to the road in the country.

She accompanied me to the car, and kept on the east and the west, the car was opened, and then rushed down, but the corner of the clothes was caught by the door and almost fell.

I choked and screamed at the window: Mom, Mom, you are careful!

She didn't understand clearly, chasing the car and yelling: Child, I didn't have your gas, I know you are busy!

xxThis time, the mother seemed to be satisfied. She did not urge me to go home again. She just kept telling me something happy: the family added a very small calf; at the beginning of next spring, she had to plant a lot in the yard. Flower.

Listening and listening, my heart is warm.

By the end of the year, I received a call from my aunt. She said: Your mother is ill, come back soon.

Where do I believe that when we passed the day before yesterday, my mother said that she was very good and told me not to miss.

My aunt just kept reminding me, I was still skeptical, I went back, and bought a big bag of oil cake that my mother loved.

When the car arrived at the head of the village, I stretched my neck and looked at it. My mother didn't come to pick me up. There was an ominous premonition in my heart.

My aunt told me that when I called, my mother was gone, and she walked very peacefully.

Half a year ago, my mother was diagnosed with cancer, but she did not tell anyone, still as happy as usual, closed her eyes and arranged her own aftermath.

My aunt also told me that my mother had long suffered from eye diseases and it was very difficult to see things.

I hugged the bag of oil cake tightly on my chest, and a heart seemed to be dug away.

It turned out that the mother knew that there were not many days left, and she stopped calling me to go home. She wanted to see me more, and then said a few more words with me.

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It turned out that I was picky about the food that refused to chopsticks. It was done with her blurred vision. How careless I am!

The night I walked, how did she find her home alone, she fell, no, I never know.

Mother, at the last moments of my life, happily told me that the morning glory climbed over the old chimney, and the lentils blossomed like the purple clothes I wore when I was a child.

xx你留下所有的爱,所有的温暖,然后静静地离开。

我知道你是世界上唯一不会对我生气的人。唯一一个会永远等我的人,就是带着这只宠物,我会让你久等。

但是,妈妈,我真的很忙吗?

来自《星期六散文》2019.07.07

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