When I was three, my parents were killed in a shipwreck. I live with my brother. Although life was hard, I had a happy childhood because of my brother's care. Unexpectedly, when I was twelve years old, a mine accident took my only relative and my brother left me. At that time, my sister-in-law had just married into my family.
It wasn't long before someone matched my sister-in-law. The other party is a butcher, his wife is dead, his family is good, and he is strong. Sister-in-law asked, "Do you take Kang Minghang?" The red and green matchmaker never came to the door again. Since then, there have been several matchmakers. Sister-in-law always has only one request, that is, she can take Kang Ming, otherwise she can't.
Sister-in-law is the daughter of a well-off family. When she first married her eldest brother, her family strongly opposed it and even wanted to break up with her, but she married anyway, and she valued her eldest brother's character.
After the death of the eldest brother, her sister-in-law was ridiculed by her family, forcing her to remarry as soon as possible. Her arrogant brother even threatened to burn down our house. Sister-in-law is still the same sentence, "remarriage is ok, you must bring Kang Ming." Although my sister-in-law is beautiful and smart, who wants her to marry with a baggage? Her family is very close, and she seldom contacts each other.
Sister-in-law works in a towel factory, and it's only 100 yuan a month. Sometimes the benefit of the factory is not good, and she also takes the backlog of inferior towels as wages. At that time, I went to junior high school and spent at least 30 to 40 yuan a month. My sister-in-law never waits for me to ask for money. She always asks me, "obviously, there is no money to use?" As he spoke, he stuffed money into my pocket. "Save some flowers, but you can't keep them when you spend them. When you grow up, eat more. "
I have a special book, which records the money my sister-in-law gave me every time, and the date and amount are very clear. I think when I grow up and earn money, I must repay my sister-in-law's kindness.
Before the middle school entrance examination, I said to my sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, I signed up for a secondary school, so I can come out to work early." Hearing this, sister-in-law looked at me angrily. "How could you do that? You will go to college in the future. No, you have to change it for me. " The next day, my sister-in-law dragged me to the teacher without hesitation, but she just changed her wish.
I was successfully admitted to a key high school in the county. When her sister-in-law got the news, she made a sumptuous dinner to celebrate. "Ming Ming, study hard and fight for her." Sister-in-law spoke easily and I listened carefully.
The next day, my sister-in-law came back with red eyes. I asked her what happened. Sister-in-law said huskily, nothing. Just now, sand hit her in the eye. Then he went to fetch water and wash his face. On the third day, her brother came to mock her, and I learned that my sister-in-law borrowed money from her family in order to raise my tuition, and her family kicked her out.
Looking at my sister-in-law's swollen eyes, I said, "Sister-in-law, I don't want to study. Now my diploma is not so important. Many factories don't have any requirements for academic qualifications ... "My sister-in-law slapped me before I finished speaking. "If you don't want to learn, you have to learn. Don't dig coal like your brother! " Sister-in-law shouted at me. My sister-in-law has always been a gentle person, and that was the first time I saw her get angry.
During that time, my sister-in-law always came back very late. Every time she came back, she carried a big woven bag and was exhausted. I asked her what was in the bag, but my sister-in-law never showed it to me. One night, I went to my classmate's house to get a book. Far away, I saw a familiar figure squatting under the street lamp. There is a piece of white cloth in front of me, which is full of shoes and socks, needles, thread and brains. It's sister-in-law
I didn't go and expose my sister-in-law. I looked at her from a distance, sometimes I bowed my head and bargained with others, and sometimes I sorted out odds and ends. In the dim light, my sister-in-law's eyes sparkled with hope.
1 1 half past ten, my sister-in-law came back with a woven bag, panting and exhausted, but smiling. Seeing me sitting at my desk reading, I came over and touched my head. Yao Ming, are you hungry? Sister-in-law cooks for you. "I turn my back on her and nodded, not letting her see the tears in my eyes.
That night, my sister-in-law fainted in the kitchen. I heard a bang and rushed into the kitchen. She was lying on her side, pale. I quickly carried her to the hospital.
The doctor said that my sister-in-law fainted because of malnutrition and anemia. I had to take care of her in the hospital, and my sister-in-law kicked me out. "Go home and review your lessons, and school will start soon. Senior one is a crucial year. "
My sister-in-law went home after a day in the hospital, and her face was still pale. But she goes to work as usual, and she still carries a woven bag to set up a stall at night. I have no choice. I ran to grab the woven bag. Sister-in-law seemed to know that I had discovered her secret, and smiled and said to me, "Obviously, it was almost enough to earn more." Say that finish, I gently took the woven bag from my hand and walked into the night with my shoulders crooked.
Earning a few dollars and cents a night by my sister-in-law is far from enough to pay tuition. Sister-in-law begged the factory for three months' salary in advance and almost went to the blood station to sell blood. Sister-in-law is anemic. When she drew 300cc, the nurse couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to pull out the needle. None of these sisters-in-law said anything, but the nurse, my classmate's sister, said it later.
Sister-in-law personally sent me to school, went through the admission formalities, and made my bed and made quilts in the dormitory. I was very busy. After she left, a classmate said, "Your mother is so kind to you!" There is a trace of bitterness in my heart. "That's not my mother, it's my sister-in-law." The students booed, and someone whispered, "Such an old sister-in-law?" I gave him a hard look.
My home is far from school, and I only go back once a month. Every time I go back, my sister-in-law will prepare a sumptuous meal for me. Before I left, I cooked a lot of dishes and put them in transparent glass bottles. Tell me which to eat first and which to eat later. Every time I watch the bus go away, my sister-in-law puts down her waving hand. And every time I go home, I find my sister-in-law is much older than last time.
When I was a sophomore, I found that she had white hair on her head. For my school, my sister-in-law not only set up a stall outside, but also contacted the carton pasting business of the carton factory. On rainy days, when she comes back from the stall or can't go out to set up a stall, she sits under the lamp and sticks a carton. Paste a carton for 40 cents, and the materials are provided by the carton factory. When I went home that time, I saw her meticulously pasting under the lamp. I said, "Sister-in-law, let me help you paste it!" "Sister-in-law looked up at me with wrinkles on her forehead like old bark in winter. Between the dim black hair, there are a few silver wires interlaced, so eye-catching, like a few sharp knives, sharply inserted in my heart. " Sister-in-law smiled. No, you study. You will be a senior in high school next year. Step up the sprint and fight for my breath. "I nodded hard and turned around, tears surging like the tide. Sister-in-law, you are only 26 years old!
I remember when my sister-in-law just married my eldest brother, she was so young, her smooth face was white and red, and her black hair was curled up, just like a star on TV and on the calendar. I ran into the house and lay prone on the table, letting my tears fall straight. After crying, I tried my best to read and solve the problem. I told myself to study hard for my sister-in-law, even if not for myself.
I was admitted to a famous university in Beijing with the first place in liberal arts in the county. On the day of receiving the admission notice, my sister-in-law bought a large roll of firecrackers and scattered them on the ground like a red fire dragon. Sister-in-law lit a stick of incense and handed it to me. "Mingming, light a whip!" "I hold incense, just like holding all the expectations and blessings of my sister-in-law. The crackling firecrackers attracted people all over the country.
That day, my sister-in-law's parents and younger brother also came and stood in the crowd. Sister-in-law saw them, walked over, threw herself on her mother's shoulder and burst into tears. In the evening, five people eat around a table. Her brother patted me on the shoulder and said, "Kang Ming, you really should study hard."
I respect my sister-in-law's family and sincerely thank them for giving me a good sister-in-law. Finally, I respect my sister-in-law. She stood up and smiled and said, "Mingming, family, don't be polite to me!" "
Life and study in college are much easier than in high school. Won the scholarship of the school with excellent results every year. And there is a lot of spare time to work, work and study, and there is basically no need to pay at home. My sister-in-law still sends me money every month, telling me to wear warm clothes for dinner and pay attention to my health. One day, I looked at the notebook that my sister-in-law gave money every time, and suddenly I hated myself. My sister-in-law gave me a notebook record? I slapped myself hard and tore my notebook to pieces.
Before I finished my junior year, I was recruited by an it company in Zhongguancun. When I telegraphed the news to my sister-in-law, she choked up with excitement on the other end of the phone. "Too good, too good, my sister-in-law don't have to worry about you. Kang Ying can also rest in peace. "
I suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, when I come back from graduation, I will marry you!" Sister-in-law is listening and laughing over there. "Obviously, what are you talking about?" ! Work hard in the future and try to get a Beijing sister-in-law for my nephew. "I stubbornly said," no, I want to marry you. " Sister-in-law hung up.
When I finally graduated and went home happily with the salary paid by the company in advance, my sister-in-law had already cooked the meal and waited for me to come back. On the dining table, sat a man in his forties. When I came back, my sister-in-law said, "Kang Ming, call Brother Zhang quickly. Sister-in-law will go to live with him in the future. " The man stood up, shook hands with me and tutted, "It's not easy, where are college students!" " "I only shook hands with him for two seconds and then ran into the room.
That night, I didn't eat. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, I asked myself, "Sister-in-law, why, why don't you give me a chance to take care of you?"
Not long after, my sister-in-law married that man named Zhang. I went and drank a lot. Sister-in-law also drank a lot, and vaguely heard her say to others, "Look, this is my brother Kang Ming, a college student from a famous school! Working in Beijing. " Words are full of pride.
Later, because of busy work, I couldn't go home often. Most of my monthly salary is only sent to my sister-in-law, but every time my sister-in-law returns it in full. She said: "It is obvious that your sister-in-law is old and doesn't cost anything, but you have to save some money to get married." He also sent me native products from his hometown from time to time, saying, "Mingming, work hard and get married early." When my sister-in-law is old, I will stay with you for a few days and visit the capital Beijing. Don't forget to know my old nephew! "
My tears flooded like a flood. How can my dear sister-in-law and brother forget you? !
Tell our sister-in-law the selflessness of love and the greatness of love.
Ugly mother.
There is an ugly mother in the town, always rummaging through the garbage, hunched over, sometimes carrying a long string of dirty coke bottles or cans on her shoulders, and sometimes carrying some cartons or old newspapers, living in a dark and damp shack by the wall.
Ugly mother is not fierce, but she looks terrible. The face looks like a layer of human skin, but it is stretched out. Two eyes and white teeth are exposed to human skin. You can't even tell if there is a nose, lips and ears on this face. Dark skin and strange appearance remind you of the female ghost in the serial. She is even more terrible than the witch flying around with a broom in western fairy tales, because the witch has a long nose, but she doesn't even have a nose!
Young children are always scared to cry when they suddenly see the ugly mother. Adults call the ugly mother to go away and take the child away quickly. When older children saw the ugly mother, they picked up stones from the ground, hit her and drove her away. But ugly mother can't seem to change her bad habits. She always likes watching children play. There is no doubt that the innocence of the children makes her very happy. Until one time, she hid by the wall and watched me play the game of "eagle catching chicken" with other children. When we cheered happily, she got carried away and laughed out loud. Her fatal laughter brought her disaster. A fifteen-year-old boy suddenly found the target and quickly picked up a pebble. Ugly mother hurriedly ran away, but the stone hit her on the back of the head mercilessly, and blood oozed. She let out a cry and ran away with a headache.
A few days later, I saw the ugly mother come out to buy rice with a bandage on her head. I told my mother about it at dinner. She said that the ugly mother came to the hospital because she drugged and bandaged the ugly mother. Later, the ugly mother also had the discretion to leave everyone during the day. But at night, I will come out to pick up junk from time to time.
More than twenty years have passed, and I have inherited my mother's career. After graduating from medical school, I became a township doctor in the town health center. I have gradually forgotten the ugly mother in town. She's just an ugly sight in town, isn't she? Her appearance is disgusting and horrible. She is almost a monster.
(2)
Late one winter night, it was raining lightly. The snow fell to the ground and soon melted. A family in the cottage gave birth to a baby and invited me to make house calls. After receiving the baby, the mother and son were settled down. It was early in the morning, and the villagers kindly kept it, but I was afraid that other patients would come to see me. I'm on duty tonight, so I have to come back.
Muddy feet, through a dark alley in the town, which is the only place to enter the town from the countryside. In the dark and cold town around, I vaguely saw a small brick house with closed windows. I walked quickly with my medicine box on my back, hoping to see the light soon. There is only one lamp in the whole street, which is installed at the entrance of the township health center to facilitate people who see a doctor at night. My family lives in a health center, and it is concluded that this alley can only be reached through a long Qingshi Street.
The whole world seems to be sleeping, and I am the only one awake, walking alone in the snow, rain and mud. Raindrops and snowflakes fell on my face, cold and cold.
When I walked under a telephone pole, suddenly a black shadow hugged me from behind and groped on my chest. I immediately realized what had happened and shouted for help. My foot was kicking and trying to get free, but a big, cracked and hard hand covered my nose and mouth like pliers. ...
I almost suffocated and tried to hit the gangster in the chest with my head in horror, but it didn't work. I was hit hard on the head. When I fell limply, I saw a short and thin shadow behind the gangster, waving a stick and cutting it at the gangster's head. ...
After that, I was carried on my back by a man in black. His back is warm, which makes me feel safe. He carried me and the medicine box on his back, and the stumbling medicine box touched his feet from time to time. Several times, he almost fell down and knelt on the ground. He stood on the ground with his hands on his back, struggling to get up behind my back, panting and struggling.
When I finally got to the door, he gently put me down, put the medicine box by the door, and panted out his skinny hand and knocked at the door. Then, he looked down at me. The street lamp at the door is dim, but I can clearly see his face covered with black gauze and his eyes shining with love. The white air he breathed lingered in the cold air, reminding me of the warmth of my mother when she was cooking by the fire.
When my parents opened the door, I only saw that I was paralyzed at the door, unable to lie on the ground. The man in black wrapped his head in a veil and left like a gust of wind without asking me to say thank you.
The next day, it is said that the town police station arrested a man. The police found him unconscious in the street in the early morning, bleeding from his head, as if he had been hit by a blunt instrument. At first glance, he looks like a rape murderer who has been wanted for many years. I don't know who knocked him out with an iron bar. The man was saved. During the interrogation, two girls in the neighboring village spoiled, and one person was robbed, all by this person.
People in the town celebrate like a festival, and everyone is talking about the mysterious man who injured the gangster. Some people say that he is a master like a Shaolin monk, with great kung fu and deep hiding. Some people say that he must be a tall and powerful man with a beard. He is brave but doesn't like to show his face.
But then I never dared to make house calls late at night alone. Another male doctor, Xin Duan, came to the hospital. We shared the same interests and fell in love soon.
(3)
Xin Rui's parents live in a beautiful small village not far away. That spring, we held a grand wedding there. After congratulating the groom and me, the guests came to the table full of delicious food in front of the farmhouse and sat down. The dining table is placed under a tall buttonwood tree, and the pear flowers and small white flowers on the orange tree in the courtyard are full of refreshing fragrance.
Xin Rui and I are both doctors, and we have seen an endless stream of congratulations from our villagers. They brought eggs, bazin, bacon, bright fabrics and various gifts. Children playfully learn from adults: "May Dr. Xin and Dr. Zeng grow old together and have a fat doll as soon as possible." I blushed with shame.
Relatives and villagers chatted enthusiastically, drinking tea and eating fruit snacks. In the kitchen, the best chef in the village, like a commander in chief, led seven or eight people to kill chickens and sheep in full swing and prepare lunch. The children are running around happily in the yard, and their pockets are full of delicious food.
Before lunch, the scarecrow, the only band in the town cinema, also came to entertain. "Potato" plays tambourine, "Eggplant" plays guitar, and there is a trumpet player and bass player. In our Shiliba village, they are masters with large lung capacity-I mean the trumpet player Xiaomi and the lead guitarist rifle. They are indispensable for any happy event. They blew and played all the way, singing "Sister-you are bold-go ahead wow-"and came to the guest table. The wedding ceremony reached its climax at this time when the officiator delivered a warm speech, the guests cheered in unison and the children cheered.
At the banquet, the Scarecrow played a dance music as crazy as a wild horse. The children ate for a while and then left to dance. The funny way they twisted their asses made everyone laugh. Men began to drink soju in full swing, and some even guessed fists. The women were drinking and talking happily. I followed the groom to the table to propose a toast to the guests.
At this moment, an ugly old woman suddenly came out of the hillside. She was wearing brown cloth and black cloth shoes, holding a bunch of pink azaleas in her hand and swaying slowly. Her face is black and yellow except for a little white in her eyes. You can't even see the dividing line between her face and neck, just like a female ghost wearing a ghost mask on Halloween.
An exquisite female guest was so surprised that she vomited her mouth full of food. Everyone was shocked and saw clearly that it was the "ugly mother" that people in the town often laughed at. People pay attention to good luck when they get married, especially in the countryside. All the guests are whispering. It seems that this horrible-looking, ragged orphan girl came here at a bad time.
I froze with my glass, a little at a loss, and the groom showed displeasure. The child responded fastest, picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at her. The ugly mother instinctively stretched out her arms and blocked his head. I clearly saw a sharp stone hit her wrist. She took two steps in a hurry, but she was in no hurry to leave. She seems to be staring at me intently! More children pick up stones-
At this time, my foster mother came over and stopped the child: "Stop it! Don't throw stones at her! Today, I have a story to tell you-"
(4)
Twenty-four years ago, a young couple lived in a small hut at the foot of a mountain more than ten miles away. The woman wanted to escape the fate of marrying an idiot, and the man ran away with her and eloped here. One night that autumn, the front room where my wife was about to give birth caught fire and the beams fell off. People rushed to the scene and put out the remaining fire. Unfortunately, her husband was killed by a falling beam. People found the woman who was pinned down by the wooden square, curled up into a ball and burned her whole body beyond recognition. Surprisingly, the skin in front of her abdomen is as white as jade. There is no doubt that she must be curled up, desperately protecting the little life in front of her abdomen. People hurriedly carried the woman to the health care center, and the child was born, a beautiful baby girl. Although the mother was rescued, she was unable to breastfeed because of extensive burns all over her body. Helpless mother, ugly mother, afraid of scaring the child, unable to raise the child alone, had to give the child to an obstetrician-that child is me.
After that, my foster mother pointed to the ugly old lady with tears in her eyes and said to me, "For more than 20 years, she has been collecting waste products around here for a living. She has been silently watching you grow up-child, she is your own mother, a poor woman, a respectable mother-"
Ugly mother stood there, motionless as lightning, listening to my foster mother say these words, her shrinking and rickety body trembled violently, like a weather-beaten old elm trying to struggle on the hillside in the storm, and the silent crowd clearly heard her cry and swallow like a spasm. It is a painful cry and talk of grass oppressed by huge stones for many years, which is generated from the heart! But over the years, who has listened attentively and sympathized with her sad and helpless crying?
I can't believe my ears. I suddenly remembered that stormy night, when the "black man" and "he" who beat up the gangsters picked themselves up, the kind light from their loving eyes and the warm feeling on their soft and rickety backs. Yes, that short and thin person must be her. It's her. She has been secretly protecting me-I am the only son of poor ugly mother and the only sustenance after my biological father died. ...
I remember when I was a teenager, I spit and threw stones at her dirty clothes with other children more than once, and I yelled at her in disgust, "Go away, ugly, or we will hit you!" " "Even when I saw my ugly mother far away as an adult, I cast a look of disdain and disgust without any pity. That look was a warning: stay away from me!
This is my real mother! My white hair is ugly, mom! I was filled with remorse and looked at my mother, who was thin and ugly, and burst into tears. Fragile glass, I don't know when it broke. The broken heart saw the exciting light in a drop of blood. That light was born, and God gave it to me. It has been shining silently on my ignorant head like the sunshine in spring, but I just woke up today.
The ugly mother came trembling and took out a red silk bag from her pocket. She took out the silk, wrapped my finger carefully, and her eyes were full of loving maternal love. I stood in front of her sobbing. Then she solemnly put a carved oak box into my hand and said, "daughter, today is your big day." Please accept a small gift from a poor mother who wants to give you all a gold mine. " Mom picked up junk for more than 20 years and saved it for many years to buy it-"
With that, her hands, rough as old pine and covered with black dirt under her nails, trembled and opened the square jewelry box, which was very chic, like a beautiful hut. The Red Velvet inside is padded with a glittering platinum ring, and the round ring is decorated with a delicate little umbrella. My mother's heart has been caring for me like an umbrella! There is also a dark green winter jade necklace, with round jade beads strung together with emerald ribbons. The pendant is a simple emerald elephant, which looks very cute.
I have mixed feelings, holding the box, crying and kneeling in front of her: "Mom, your heart is a hundred times more precious than this golden jade!" " Forgive your daughter for her disrespect. Live with me and spend the rest of your life by my side. I'll take good care of you-as long as I have a bowl of rice here, the half will be yours! "
However, the ugly mother's misfortune is not over yet. Her long-term loneliness, dirty, harsh living environment and frugal life have damaged her health. When she moved in with me, I gave her a general examination and found that she was extremely weak. Take her to the city to see, the doctor said that the liver cancer is advanced, and it has spread to the whole body. It is estimated that she will not live for two months.
I fought back my grief and didn't tell her the truth, so I took good care of my poor ugly mother. She and I lived happily for three years and died in the summer when I gave birth to my daughter. Before she died, she held my hand and said, "son, I am very pleased that you are excellent." You are all my sustenance for so many years. Without you, I can't live for so long-it's not easy to live-now, I'm going to accompany your father, and I told him-if you live happily, he will be very happy-"
I buried my ugly mother with my biological father. In front of the tomb, I put Dongling jade's necklace around my daughter's neck and told her the story of my grandmother. My ugly mother, who has been discriminated against and insulted all her life, has given me great love.
Tell us the selflessness and greatness of maternal love. )