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Teacher Wu left on Mother's Day.

Author: You Hongwei

You know, Mr. Wu jumped off the building and left. "Hearing this shocking and sad news, my tears came from nowhere and my heart broke all over the floor. I feel incoherent when I talk to the other person again. I'll just hang up my throat and type it. This is what a friend who doesn't talk often said. She is the lover of teacher Wu's classmate and the grandson of kelp. The news was told to her by her wife who had not retired in her hometown.

Miss Wu, Sister Wu, there are thousands of roads, not to mention thousands. Why do you choose this way to extricate yourself? The roses in the small park are in full bloom and colorful. Don't you especially like these flowers? You told me that your original name was Mary Ng, and you thought it was tacky. Because you like roses, you changed your name to Mary Ng. You are such a kind and generous person, who loves beauty, life, intellectuality and understanding, and takes care of other people's feelings everywhere. Why can't you untie your heart and your sadness? Are you really loveless? How can you give up your excellent son and daughter-in-law and your precious little grandson?

I met Mr. Wu in Beijing. We haven't known each other for a long time, but our friendship is deep. We are all drifting north, leaving home to help children in Beijing. She is one year older than me, and we have the same topic and hobbies.

18 18 One night in the spring, my daughter and I took a walk in the park next to the community with our six-month-old baby. At this time, a middle-aged woman with a small leather bag and elegant clothes came over to tease the baby, praised my baby for growing well and asked me how to feed and raise the baby so well. She wants to learn from me.

During the conversation, I learned that she is a high school teacher in a county in northern Jiangsu, teaching mathematics and also coming here to take care of her grandson. Her grandson is three months younger than mine, and her daughter-in-law just came back from her mother's house with her baby after maternity leave. She hasn't retired yet, so she took a long vacation to take care of her grandson. We added WeChat to each other, and she said that I was her first friend when she came to Beijing. Later, she learned that many of her students and classmates are also in Beijing, but they are far apart and rarely meet each other. The community where she lives is separated from mine by two roads, and there is a modest park in the middle. This park is a leisure place for several surrounding communities. It is also here that we met grandchildren from all over the world. A group of people often come here with their children to play and communicate, feeling like sisters.

My relationship with Mr. Wu has deepened. At first, she thought I was also a teacher. I only know a few words when I say I am a farmer. I am the only person in this group who has no pension. I didn't expect her to trust me more. Maybe she thinks farmers have a natural simplicity.

Teacher Wu is also a warm-hearted person. I said I have a niece, with a high degree and an old age. It's hard to find a boyfriend. After she heard about it, she asked me for the photo information of the girl, and immediately released it among the classmates, which contributed to the beautiful marriage of a young couple.

Teacher Wu seems to have a special feeling for me. I found that she doesn't like to associate with other people. There are dozens of people doing Jiamusi aerobics and Latin dance at seven o'clock every night in the park. She dances ballroom dancing very well. Every time I go, I am notified by WeChat. Every weekend, two days are our grandmothers' free days. We make an appointment with each other where to play, but she never goes with a group of people. After a few times, I sometimes. Most of her songs go to Tiantan Park.

I can see that she is depressed and happy. Sure enough, she told me that she was divorced, but she didn't tell anyone in Beijing, only told me that she was afraid of jokes. Alas, a sentimental person is divorced these days and is afraid of jokes.

In the communication, I feel that Mr. Wu is a perfectionist. In fact, life is never absolutely perfect. Everyone has ups and downs on the road of life. If you cross it, you win. If you can't cross it, you will come to a dead end. Mr. Wu belongs to the latter. Her happiness was lost when her beloved husband cheated her.

She and her ex-husband are classmates. After graduation, one went into politics and the other taught. After more than ten years, the harmonious and happy life of the harp suddenly mixed with noise. The thorn of her rose can't beat the tip of the wild, so her husband changed his mind.

She said that when her son was still in junior high school, her husband cheated on a young female college student. She was too heartbroken to make a fuss when she learned about it. She talked calmly with the girl and her husband several times, trying to save her husband's heart and her family. But the husband would rather lose his job than divorce her, but they agreed that his son would go to college before going through the divorce formalities. During this period, the husband has left home and moved to the city where he lives with the girl.

She has always been strong and forbearing for her son, and she is full of maternal light. My son passed the college entrance examination in Tsinghua University, a first-class university in China, which was enough to comfort her injured heart and make her trance a little more stable. Isn't there a popular saying that a woman's fight for the rest of her life is not marriage, but having an excellent child?

My son talked about a girlfriend in college. This girl is the only daughter of a wealthy family in a big city in the south. After graduation, both of them stayed in the unit envied by the whole family in Beijing. Every family bought a big house in this land-intensive East Third Ring Road and got married and started a family. 19 17, their grandson was born. Supposedly, this is enough to make people envy. However, in real life, it may not be the same as imagined. Locked housework, different parenting concepts, and different living habits of a family in the north and south have made many modern families full of contradictions.

The daughter-in-law brought an aunt from her family to take care of the children. Teacher Wu was responsible for the family's eating, drinking and housework, with a clear division of labor. Who knows that there are always small sparks of friction in the Taoist scriptures? Daughter-in-law and aunt are both southerners. They need morning tea for breakfast. The staple food is rice, stir-fry with sugar, and one soup for each meal. Teacher Wu is a pure northerner. She can't cook anything that southerners eat except steamed buns, but she still tries to learn to cook southern dishes with them. However, it's not so easy to change your life-long habits. Finally, Mr. Wu got sick, suffered from insomnia and stomach trouble, and then began to run to the hospital.

I don't know if the nanny in the south is homesick or other reasons. She doesn't want to stay in Beijing and go back to the south. At that time, her son was also sent abroad by the unit. Teacher Wu asked me in a hurry that day that my aunt had left and I couldn't find a suitable aunt to take care of the children at the moment. She is in poor health and often worries that her mother-in-law is afraid that her daughter-in-law will abandon her, let alone do housework alone. She doesn't have the ability. I said that Beijing housekeeping companies are everywhere, and I have one downstairs. She went home and told her daughter-in-law The next day, she and her daughter-in-law took the baby to the housekeeping company downstairs. I think her daughter-in-law still respects her very much. Tell her that you can choose which one suits you, mainly because you two work together. There is no suitable one. Find another one.

That day, Mr. Wu found a man in Wuhu, Anhui Province in his forties. She said that we southerners in Anhui have similar living and eating habits with her daughter-in-law's family, so we should think more about her daughter-in-law. It would be nice if my in-laws and mother could come to Beijing after retirement.

A few days later, Mr. Wu told me that my aunt was in a hurry to do housework, and the children would naturally be her business. You know, children nowadays are not easy to take care of, especially after feeding complementary food. Many aunts with children around me like to take care of babies within eight months. When they get older, they will change their heads and look for children to take care of them. Teacher Wu is too busy. One-year-old baby still walks unsteadily when wasting energy. Feeding and playing are actually very hard. In addition, some precious mothers have bought a bunch of parenting books, and they will let others do what they can't do. My daughter bought these books and made them. In a rage, I threw them all into the trash can downstairs. Teacher Wu said, "You are a daughter. Do you dare to be a wife? "

In fact, these so-called broken books compiled by parenting experts and nutritionists are really killing people. This book says so, that book says so, and how to match red, yellow, green, blue, black and white food? Oh, just looking at them is exhausting. There was once a young mother who knew that her mother-in-law had not breast-fed her baby according to the book and cried with her baby in her arms, fearing that the child would have consequences if she lacked this nutrition. Mother-in-law got depression over a long period of time, so she had to cut off her hand with a knife and said she wouldn't want her without a daughter-in-law. Of course, this is a class, and most of them are not. There are also various early childhood education and training institutions. Young novice mothers waddle bravely in front of these various training institutions for fear that their babies will lose at the starting line. Those who report this and that have to go to work themselves. These tasks are obligatory for this group of happy and sad old people. Old people who have grandchildren in class and go to the swimming pool have not developed the ability of "three heads and six arms". Without a strong body, I really can't afford this heavy responsibility. In addition, the young novice mothers still run counter to the traditional concept of parenting, which will inevitably cause many contradictions. I don't know that many mothers are adapting in confusion, changing in confusion, being happy and working hard. This process, together with leaving one's hometown and familiar environment and people, requires strong psychological quality, adaptability and pressure resistance, otherwise it will collapse. I didn't mean to blame anyone. It is not easy for young people. It is created by the times.

Miss Wu eats Rhizoma Coptidis, but she has a hard time. She is proud of her life, and she is also very painful. Aunt Wu chose it herself, holding her nose and eating smelly things. That's it anyway. Daughter-in-law goes out early and comes back late, and calls her mother when she enters the door. She felt indebted to her daughter-in-law and dared not say anything. With her son abroad, she has more worries, which aggravates her depression. Seeing her like this, the daughter-in-law found another nanny. I think she really has nothing to say to this daughter-in-law, because of Mr. Wu's character.

Last year 10 weekend, Teacher Wu called me with tears, saying that she wanted to die rather than live, and asked me if I could go out to spend time with her. We didn't go out much last year because of the epidemic. At this time, I haven't seen her for almost a month, because she still has an old mother in her nineties in her hometown in the countryside, and her elder sister-in-law is also helping her children in other places. I found a relative to see it. She goes back once a month after coming to Beijing, sometimes two or three times a month. I once said with a smile that her salary of several thousand yuan was all filial to the railway. I heard from her earlier that my old mother was ill and she was going home for a while.

I immediately went downstairs and went out to find her. When I saw her, I was shocked. She is haggard and deformed. At this time, I am also dressed casually, with unkempt hair and no eyebrows. She cried when she saw me hugging her. I knew that she had unspeakable pain in her heart, which was nothing more than depression. Life is worse than death. I slowly persuaded her to accompany her to Tonghui River. Suddenly, she said she felt sick and grabbed her hair. I said if you feel uncomfortable, you might as well shout it out and try. After shouting for a while, she said it was much better.

In the evening, I accompanied her to find a noodle restaurant, and she didn't eat a bite. Poor appetite of patients with depression is also a major feature. Then I held her arm all the way, and suddenly her daughter-in-law called her and asked her how she was and where she was. She said she was with me, fine, don't worry, and so on. I sent her back to the community and got on the elevator before going home. My daughter asked me how Miss Wu was. I told her. My daughter says you are too bold. You should find more people to accompany her. In case she loses control and collapses, how can you hold on and take her to the river? What if you suddenly jump into the river? Actually, I'm worried, too

After that, I went to her house to see her twice. I took antidepressants and I feel very well. She wants to go back to her hometown to recuperate, but her daughter-in-law is worried and won't let her go back. The last time I saw her was last year1February. A literary friend of mine in Nanjing came to Beijing to see her daughter. I invited her to have dinner with my friends and took a photo. The situation was not bad at that time, otherwise she wouldn't have come, always feeling that it would bring garbage to others.

Last year, my family went to northern Jiangsu to spend the New Year with the old lady. After the New Year, they went back to Beijing together. After returning to Beijing, Mr. Wu called and asked me when I would return to Beijing. I told her that I bought a high-speed rail ticket for the 19th day of the first month, and I would call you. Before I arrived in Beijing, she called to say that she had gone back to her hometown. Her old mother fell back. She also said that she was dizzy and very ill. Later, she told me that she tried to jump off the bridge three times in her hometown, but she was restrained. She said that she was really in pain and wanted to become a monk, fast and read Buddha, and find some spiritual sustenance. I told her that since you can't control yourself freely, you might as well give your soul to another body and maybe you can get rid of it. I have never heard from her since then.

Not long ago, I suddenly received a WeChat voice from her hometown to find me, saying that the dust was not over and my heart was hard to calm down. My old mother couldn't help but ask. I said you should take good care of yourself when you come back, adjust your mentality, take medicine and get rid of the haze. I went to see you after May Day, and she had a good chat with me.

I sent my regards on May Day, but she didn't reply. Mother's Day also sent greetings, but there was no reply. The next day I called her to stop. I have a hunch that something is wrong. Her classmate's lover WeChat voice came and told me that Teacher Wu had jumped off the building and left. She went home and stayed in the hospital. Her old mother passed away at the end of April. On Mother's Day, she bought a bunch of flowers to go to her mother's grave and went back to the hospital without hesitation, thus ending everything.

Poor teacher Wu once told me that she loved her ex-husband even after her death and would never accept a second man in her life. She can't stand the impermanence of life and can't be calm without ups and downs. In fact, she will be very calm when she walks over. She can't do it. The person she once loved has become a stranger, and she can't walk out of this dead end. Tired, without a shoulder to lean on, physical illness and bitterness in her heart are all unbearable burdens for her. Exhausted, her mother's death is to untie the rope that binds her heart and resolutely choose a free and easy one that belongs to her.

Mr. Wu, have a nice trip! May you meet your mother in heaven, and may there be no disease in heaven.