The kind mother of the introduction held a needle and thread in her hand to make new clothes for the children who traveled far away. Before leaving, she was so busy sewing up that she was worried that her child would rarely return. Who can say that filial piety like grass can repay the kindness of Chunhui-like mother.
This is a true and touching story. This is a tear-jerking story that happened to my great mother.
In my childhood memory, my mother is a dignified and simple woman, she is industrious, kind, docile, virtuous, often has short hair, kind and kind smile is always brimming with her handsome and gentle face.
When I was a child, I often heard from my grandmother that my mother had always been very filial. Since she was married to our old Ai family, my mother has always been very filial to my grandparents and especially caring for my uncles and aunts. My wonderful childhood grew up in my mother's arms and love. Every night, my mother often sewed under the kerosene lamp, humming a beautiful lullaby and gently patting me to sleep.
In this ignorant childhood, carrying a little of the mother's infection and education. I remember that our mother took care of the daily life and diet of our western neighbors, the third grandpa and the third daughter-in-law. In fact, our family was not related to the third grandpa and the third milkmaid. The third grandpa and the third grandmother had no children, and they were a pair of lonely old people. But my mother always cared for and took care of the two old people as if they were her own relatives. In my childhood impression, in front of my friends, I felt very proud, rich and showing off that I had one more grandfather and one more grandmother than my friends.
I remember when I was a child, whenever my family made dumplings or steamed buns to improve their lives, when the dumplings or steamed buns came out of the pot, my mother called my milk name and urged me to send them to my grandpa, grandma, third grandpa and third grandma, and then allow me to come back to eat. One of the things that I remember most is that the third grandpa died of illness that year, and the poor third daughter-in-law knelt on the ground and burst into tears. Her mother, dressed in white filial piety clothes, cried and helped the third daughter-in-law, who was crying into tears. With great emotion, she comforted the third daughter-in-law and said, "Mother, don't be sad, the third father has already left. You should take good care of your health. I will be your own daughter in the future!" For many years, my mother's touching words from the bottom of my heart have been lingering in my ears and have made me unforgettable for a long time.
In my childhood memory, there is one more thing about my mother's loving mother's feelings and great love, which I will never forget for the rest of my life. Because my family was poor when I was a child, it was not easy for my mother and father to pull our sisters to school. I remember one day, when my mother went to the third daughter-in-law's house to deliver a meal, my father tearfully said to my sister, "change brother (my sister's milk name), you can't go to school. Look at the situation in the family. You'd better come down and provide for your two brothers to go to school!"
At that time, my sister nodded reluctantly, holding back the tears of grievance. I vaguely remember that night, my sister was sobbing softly in her small room, holding her beloved schoolbag and textbook. After my mother learned about this from my child's words, my mother, who had always been gentle and weak, was really angry. It was the first time I saw my mother get so angry. She yelled at her father and had a big quarrel with her father. Why didn't you let your daughter go to school?! Just because & lsquo; changed brother & rsquo; is a daughter's family? What happened to my daughter?! Chairman Mao said that women can hold up half the sky! No, I can't say anything to keep our daughter out of school!
No matter how hard and tired I am, I have to send my three children to school. The next day, my mother braided her hair with tears, combed her hair, sent her sister to school on time, and bought new schoolbags and pencil boxes for my sister, brother and me. This matter touched me very deeply. I thought my mother was the noblest and greatest mother in the world at that time. Mother is the kindest woman in the world! Mother is the most beautiful mother among Chinese women! Whenever I recall this past event, I can't help but burst into tears and feel calm for a long time.
The mother's benevolence and fraternity are shown not only in benevolence, righteousness, filial piety, husband and child-rearing, but also in many aspects. I remember that on the night of the second day of the Lunar New year, the two brothers' houses of our northern neighbors named Jucang and Mancang, whose parents died early, suddenly caught fire. after hearing the loudspeaker broadcast in the village, my mother quickly organized our family to carry out fire-fighting mobilization. My father, mother, sister, brother and I all took active action. My mother was responsible for pressing water at the well (because tap water had not yet been installed in the village at that time), my father was responsible for carrying water (actually a hooked pole, commonly known as bearing), my sister and brother were responsible for carrying water in buckets, I was responsible for carrying water in pots, and my family worked together for two or three hours. Finally, he put out the raging fire together with the villagers who came to put out the fire.
I still remember that on the morning of the third day of the Lunar New year, my mother carried steaming dumplings and asked my brother and me to deliver the new quilts and a large bag of new and old clothes made by my mother to the bad luck brothers Jucang and Mancang. The mother comforted the brothers meaningfully and said: son, there is no hurdle that cannot be crossed, and there is no hurdle that cannot be passed. With my aunt around, everything will be all right. At that time, the scene moved the two brothers to nod their heads and wipe away their tears. the two brothers held their mother's hand one after another, excitedly repeating three words: good, aunt, good aunt!
Among the neighbors in the street, the mother has always been very popular and has a good reputation. In the words of the villagers, mother is a very neat and friendly woman. Between the north and the south, the mother always rushed to congratulate and congratulate anyone who married the bride, and after three days, according to our local custom, invited the new wife into the house. Every time the new wife is invited into the house, the beautiful and shy smile of the new wife and the hospitable and hearty laughter of the mother always permeate and reverberate in our spacious and bright new tile house, adding some joy and auspiciousness to our whole family!
Over the years, the beautiful and kind-hearted mother has been repeatedly selected by the township government and women's federations as the honorable title of model good wife, model good mother-in-law, red flag bearer of women and good women. Up to now, the plaque with gold characters on the red background of the Wuhao family is still hanging directly above our door, shining with beautiful light!
Up to now, although her mother is in her twenties and gray at the temples, she still feels that she has put it into practice. she takes presbyopic glasses, watches the "News Network" every day, and reads books and newspapers every day. Mother is also a fashionable mother, mother's favorite song is "often go home to see", find some free time, find some time, take the children, often go home to see! Mother's favorite song is "Today is a good day", today is a good day, anything you want can come true! Tomorrow is a good day again, catch up with the prosperous times and enjoy peace! My mother's favorite song is the song "my request is not high" sung by film and television star Huang Bo at the Spring Festival Gala. I just want to live in happiness, this is my Chinese Dream! The happier I live, the more I love my motherland! Let's rush forward together, this is my Chinese Dream.
Author: Ai Pengfei
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