"What can't you do but wash your feet? I'd do it all day even if I had to wash my clothes!" I kept yelling. It's not that I don't want to wash it, there's so much embarrassment, and then there's my mom, there's no way she'd agree, she just wants me to study hard. There was no way around it, who made me want to be a good student? Good students have to listen to the teacher's words, so, Saturday home I decided to give my mom first to say hello, or let her have a mental preparation, right?
"Mom, our teacher said,...... that ...... that let us ......" I stammered without moving.
"Let do what, you are quick to say ah, don't like the last time I borrowed a book that moment, do not say not say, fortunately borrowed, or not affect learning?" Mom violently stopped the words in his hands, staring at me with a deadly stare, but also did not forget to nag. I messed up to cope with two voices, hard not to say. I thought to myself, "It's just a basin of water to wash a couple of times, isn't it? What's wrong with that? Obviously self-compassionate, but still can not sleep at night, after all, there is something not yet done?
The night in the countryside is quiet and peaceful, everything has gone into a sweet sleep, only the lamp in mom's room still radiates a blinding light.
I was curious and quietly close to the door of the room, want to listen to the movement inside. Long time no sound is about to get up, vaguely heard: "What does her teacher let? How come she didn't say it?" At once, the corner of my eyes moist. Late at night, only mom is still puzzled by my unfinished half-sentence. And then I remembered my bed of bedding overflowing with the smell of sunshine, which my mother had long ago tanned and dried in order to let me come home and have a good night's sleep, and was worried that I was unhappy about something. I could no longer restrain my feelings, no longer embarrassed, gently brought a basin of water, took a towel, knocked on the door of mom's room.
"Mom, not yet asleep, open the door for me, okay?" I whispered with infinite gratitude and deep guilt. "Why are you still up so late? Is there something wrong?" Mom's surprised look added another minute of guilt to my mind.
"No mom, it's late and you're not sleeping, I'll wash your feet, it'll be more comfortable, so you can rest better ah!" I said with a smile on my face as I held back my tears, bringing in the basin of water as I spoke. "No, no, you still do your homework tomorrow, hurry back to bed, feet I washed early, and ah, you said today ......"
"Mom, you sit down, you let me wash while you say. " Mom sat down a little confused. "Mom, our teacher said let us study hard and grow up to repay mom." I rubbed my mom's feet carefully while hiding my tears and having an intimate conversation with her.
I was happy that time, and I realized I had grown up overnight.