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In June 2010, on the subways in Shenzhen, Chongqing, Tianjin and other cities, such a video composed of dozens of photos was played on a loop Public welfare short film: A mother in shabby clothes rides a tricycle and picks up rags in the streets. Under the sunset, the back view of my mother pedaling a tricycle moved countless onlookers. The author of the photo is named Feng Yinglong, and the protagonist of the short film is his mother Yu Hualing, an ordinary rural woman. After her husband became seriously ill, Yu Hualing began her nine-year career as a scavenger in order to provide for her two children to study. Feng Yinglong was once ashamed of his mother's work. It wasn't until he personally walked into his mother's scavenging life that he realized how difficult it was for his mother. In order to reduce the burden on his mother, he worked and studied hard and used every penny he saved to pay for his younger brother's tuition. The family huddled together to keep warm, and together they realized their dreams. On March 20, 2010, Feng Yinglong took a photo of "Mother's Day" and uploaded it to Tencent. He wanted to show off his scavenging mother and his unspoken gratitude. This set of photos was placed in the most prominent position on Tencent.com and was called the most touching photos of 2010.

The mother picks up rags, and the son feels uncomfortable and helpless

Feng Yinglong’s hometown is in an ordinary small village in Pizhou City, Jiangsu Province, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, four distinct seasons, and fruit trees are planted behind every house. For Feng Yinglong and his younger brother Feng Cian, the happiest thing when they were young was to secretly climb up fruit trees with a group of friends when the fruits were ripe, and pick peaches and plums. The happiest thing at that time was sleeping on thick haystacks and listening to their mother Yu Hualing calling their nicknames in the village. But such happy days no longer existed - in order to treat his father who suffered from a brain tumor, and to provide for Feng Yinglong and his younger brother to study, her mother had to go south to work in Jiangcheng City. It has been a long time since she came back.

On October 19, 2001, 14-year-old Feng Yinglong ran home as soon as school was over. His mother, who has been away from home for half a year, is coming back today, and he has to rush home to cook a delicious meal for her.

While passing by Da Kui's house, Feng Yinglong, who was running, bumped into Da Kui, who had just walked out of the door. The chess in Da Kui's hand was knocked to the ground. Feng Yinglong said sorry repeatedly. Dakui was worried that he couldn't find anyone to play chess with, so he grabbed Feng Yinglong and said, "Play a game with me. Even if you apologize," Feng Yinglong refused without thinking: "No, I have to go home quickly. My mother When I came back today, she said she brought me a pair of sneakers! "What's there to be happy about? They were just picked up from the trash!" "You were the one who picked them up from the trash!" Feng Yinglong said angrily! replied. Dakui said disdainfully: "Your mother collects garbage in Jiangdu! Of course those sneakers were found from the garbage dump!" "You are talking nonsense, my mother works in a factory!" Feng Yinglong retorted. "If you don't believe me, go back and ask your mother!" Da Kui refused to be outdone.

Feng Yinglong ran away angrily. He couldn't believe what Da Kui said, let alone imagine that his kind and gentle mother would deal with garbage all day long.

When he entered the house, he saw his mother busy cooking for them. Feng Yinglong was a little excited, but Dakui's words made his heart heavy. Yu Hualing happily pulled Feng Yinglong to her side and looked at it carefully, "Little Long has grown taller again, and his beard has grown out..." Feng Yinglong looked at his mother, and he couldn't help but see his mother bending over the smelly garbage. At the scene of digging through rubbish beside the pile, he unconsciously took his hand out of his mother's.

While eating, my mother noticed Feng Yinglong's reticence and asked, "Xiaolong, are you worried?" Feng Yinglong couldn't hold it in any longer and asked in a low voice, "Mom, they all said you don't work in the factory. "What are you doing in Jiangdu?" Yu Hualing was stunned for a moment and said, "Mom is uneducated and can't enter the factory. She can only collect rags and sell scraps. But collecting rags can also help you go to college." Feng Yinglong lowered his head! Eat and say no more.

That night, both mother and son could not sleep. When Yu Hualing first started scavenging, she also felt very embarrassed. It was the fellow villager who took her there who taught her that there was nothing to be ashamed of in making money with her own hands, not stealing or robbing, and supporting her family.

Yu Hualing no longer worries about this when she thinks that by working hard alone, her husband, who is seriously ill, can take medicine and his two sons can read.

The next day was Saturday, and Yu Hualing asked Feng Yinglong to work in the fields with her. In order to untie her son's knot, Yu Hualing deliberately organized her life outside the home and said interestingly: "Once, my mother took away a rice cooker. She went back to repair it and it still worked! The rice cooker is better than ours. The earthen stove at home is much easier to use. Just plug in the electricity and start cooking..." Feng Yinglong interrupted his mother: "Mom, I'm thirsty and want to go back and drink some water." Looking at his son's silent back, he said. Yu Hualing felt heartbroken and aggrieved.

Many years later, Feng Yinglong felt infinitely guilty when he thought of that scene. At that time, he understood a truth: there may be many humble mothers in this world, and their lives are as ordinary as grass in the fields, but there is no humble maternal love in this world. Every bit of maternal love is worthy of the child. They value and look up to. If it weren't for him and his brother, how could his mother pick up rags?

With selfless maternal love, there is no distinction between high and low

In September 2006, Feng Yinglong was admitted to a university in Suzhou, and his younger brother also entered the first year of high school. He knew in his heart that the reason why he and his younger brother could go to school with peace of mind was thanks to the money his mother earned from scavenging. But he never took the initiative to mention his mother's occupation to others, and even if someone asked, he would give a perfunctory answer. Soon, my father's cancer worsened and passed away. After sending her husband away, Yu Hualing and her two sons began to depend on each other.

At the end of February 2007, just after the Spring Festival and before school started, Yu Hualing invited her son to stay in Jiangdu for two days and let him accompany her. This was the first time that Feng Yinglong walked into the life of his mother who scavenged alone.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yinglong woke up from the cold. Yu Hualing quickly covered her son with a cotton-padded jacket: "This house is cold in winter. I will buy you a new quilt tomorrow." As he slept on the bed, Feng Yinglong felt very sad. It's not a taste. How did my mother survive so many winters with only a thin quilt?

At 4 o'clock the next morning, when it was still dark, Yu Hualing got up - she had to go to the street before the sanitation workers collected the garbage, so that she might be able to pick up a few plastic bottles or a few rubbish bins. A waste paper box. Afraid of disturbing her son, she quietly made some rice and ate a few bites of it with pickles. After eating, she pushed the tricycle out the door. The sound of the tricycle woke up Feng Yinglong. He opened the door to see how far his mother had gone. A biting cold wind came towards him, causing him to close the door quickly.

My mother didn’t come back until about two o’clock in the afternoon. Feng Yinglong asked her if she had eaten, and her mother said she had. Aunt Li, who was basking in the sun on the side, couldn't help but said: "Your mother eats pancakes worth 50 cents every day at noon. If this goes on, your body will not be able to bear it." Yu Hualing said hurriedly: "No, I eat enough for noon every day. "

The weather was nice in the afternoon, so Feng Yinglong insisted on accompanying his mother to scavenge. At first, Yu Hualing disagreed, but then she thought about it. Her son had always been prejudiced against her work. Let him follow and see, maybe it could untie the knot in his heart.

Next to a garbage dump in a shopping mall, Yu Hualing stopped the car. She simply put on a pair of gloves and started picking up waste cardboard boxes from the garbage pile. Feng Yinglong stood aside and saw some passers-by walking around with disgusted eyes, probably to avoid the smell of garbage. He could imagine how much his mother had to endure from such a look. Yu Hualing comforted her son as if nothing was wrong and said: "Mom is used to it. Doesn't every job in this world have to be done by someone? There is no distinction between high and low jobs. As long as you are willing to work hard, every job is a good job."

On the way home, Yu Hualing bought some fruit and stopped by to see Grandma Wang. The old man is widowed. Yu Hualing met her when he went to her house to collect rags, and the two had a very good relationship. Yu Hualing pulled her son to the old man and said, "This is my eldest son Xiaolong, who is studying in college in Suzhou." Seeing her mother introduce herself with pride, Feng Yinglong's heart was deeply touched - she read it The school is not a prestigious university, but his mother is still proud of him. Perhaps mothers are the only ones in this world who will not dislike their children - no matter you are a high-ranking official, wealthy businessman, or an ordinary citizen, in the eyes of your mother, you are the best.

Grandma Wang held Feng Yinglong’s hand, as if she had a lot to say: “Your mother has been exhausted these years. Others say that the quality of scavenging is low, but your mother is deeply troubled. I admire it."

After returning to school, Feng Yinglong's mentality gradually changed. His mother's behavior made him feel more and more narrow-minded. In order to reduce the burden on his mother, Feng Yinglong began to use his spare time to work and study. When he had nothing to do, he would wander around the campus and see empty cans or plastic bottles, collect them and take them back to his dormitory.

One night, while having a "sleeping talk" with his roommates, Feng Yinglong spoke frankly about his mother for the first time, how authentic her mother's braised pork ribs were, and how good her mother's needlework was. ; Talking about the difficulty of mother after the death of father; also talked about mother's life of scavenging in Jiangdu... I don't know who sighed, and I don't know who hummed softly: "Mother, mother, dear mother. "My roommate mistook the lyrics, and someone quickly corrected me: "I sung it wrong, I sung it wrong. Those are the words from "Ode to Sister-in-law". It should be sung like this: Your new schoolbag for school is given to you, your flowers in the rain. Someone will give you a folded umbrella." Everyone started arguing over whether they had sung the wrong lyrics, and the laughter spread far and wide.

A month later, Feng Yinglong excitedly called his mother: "Mom, I earned dozens of yuan from selling plastic bottles yesterday. Plus the money I earned from working, you don't have to send me plastic bottles this month." Living expenses." Yu Hualing complained to her son: "If you pick up bottles on campus, if others see it, they will laugh at you. Don't pick it up again." Feng Yinglong knew that his mother was feeling sorry for him, so he hurriedly coaxed her and said, "My roommates and I. We collect together and sell the money to improve our food, and no one laughs at us." Yu Hualing relaxed a little when she heard that her roommates were supportive.

One night, just after Feng Yinglong fell asleep, his younger brother Feng Cian called and spoke hesitantly: "Brother, our school has to buy test papers again. The money my mother gave me a few days ago has been used up. This time I I really can't speak." Feng Yinglong advised his brother not to worry. He remitted his work-study money to his younger brother. From then on, Feng Yinglong lived frugally and gave his younger brother some pocket money every month to encourage him to study hard.

With the encouragement and support from his brother, Feng Chou was very motivated to study. In this way, Yu Hualing is scavenging in Jiangdu, her eldest son is working hard for his future in college, and his younger son is preparing for the college entrance examination at home. The family talks on the phone every other week to communicate with each other.

Share your happiness and make the old scavenger “famous”

In July 2009, after graduating from university, Feng Yinglong found a job in a wedding photo studio in Suzhou. After Feng Yinglong kept some living expenses from his first month's salary, he sent the rest to his mother: "Mom, I will buy a house in Suzhou in the future and take you to enjoy the happiness." The beautiful blueprint planned by his son was given to Yu Hua Ling was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.

In December 2009, Feng Yinglong accidentally saw on the Internet that Tencent was going to hold a photo story collection event called "A Day in the Life of a Chinese". The introduction to the event reads: "One day, 24 hours, 1440 minutes, 86400 seconds. When tiny individuals on China's 9.6 million square kilometers of land, using days as units, strive to survive, they may never have thought that they What he has experienced is also an ordinary and sincere story. If you tell it, it will move others." Looking at this passage, Feng Yinglong immediately thought of his mother, who had worked hard day and night for nine years. His hands slowly raised the hope of the family. He always wanted his mother to know that it was maternal love that gave him the motivation to fight and that his son was proud of her.

Taking the second-hand point-and-shoot camera he bought, Feng Yinglong came to Jiangdu during the Chinese New Year holiday. After hearing that her son wanted to take photos of herself and post them online, Yu Hualing was unwilling to do so. Feng Yinglong had no choice but to discuss with his brother how to "take secret photos".

That morning, Feng Jian shouted to her mother: "Mom, my brother and I are bored at home. Why don't we accompany you to scavenge?" Yu Hualing thought for a while and agreed. Before going out, Feng Cian looked at his mother's clothes, winked at his brother, and told him to find a way for his mother to change clothes. Feng Yinglong understood the idea, but after rummaging through the wardrobe, he couldn't find any good clothes.

He felt sour in his heart, but then he thought that it might be best to record his mother's true nature.

With the cover of his younger brother, Feng Yinglong took many photos of his mother one after another. On the way home. The setting sun stretched my mother's shadow very long. The afterglow of the setting sun, the streets with people coming and going, the mother's white hair blown by the wind, and the back of her pedaling a tricycle formed a moving picture. Feng Yinglong quickly stopped and took a photo of this scene. Standing there, looking at his mother's back, Feng Yinglong was lost in thought for a long time.

On March 20, 2010, Feng Yinglong uploaded a photo of his mother to the "Chinese Day" event forum. In the introduction of the photo, he wrote: "My mother has been coming to Jiangdu to scavenge alone since I was in the second grade of junior high school. It has been nine years now. My mother often says to me: 'This is my mother-in-law. Throughout my life, I am destined to worry about my children. When I was a child, I hoped that you would grow up. When you grow up, I hope that you would go to college. After you graduate from college, I hope that you will find a good job. After you work, I hope that you will get married. When will you get married? After marriage, my mother stopped scavenging. It has been nine years. My mother’s black hair has gradually turned white, and there are more and more wrinkles on her forehead. Now, please follow me and walk into my mother’s home. One day in my life.”

The photos are very blurry and do not suggest any shooting skills. However, it is this group of simple and unpretentious photos that has attracted extraordinary attention from netizens. After the post was posted, the number of clicks quickly exceeded 10,000. Tencent then placed this set of photos in the most prominent position on the website.

On April 11, 2010, the famous domestic public welfare organization "Love China" approached Feng Yinglong and said that they would edit this group of photos into a public welfare short film and broadcast it on the subways in big cities. "Mom, you are famous!" Feng Yinglong joked with his mother. The mother smiled shyly: "I feel very happy to have you two sons."

"A Day in the Life of a Scavenger Mother" touched countless subway passengers. Due to the strong response, this short film will be broadcast on the subways in Beijing, Wuhan, Hangzhou and other places.

Feng Yinglong never expected that his gratitude to his mother would touch so many people. On July 24, 2010, Feng Yinglong received an email, which said: "I am a working girl from a mountain town in Chongqing. My father is a 'Bangbang Army' in Chongqing and has worked hard for me all his life. However, because My current boyfriend dislikes him for being a "Bangbangjun". I haven't gone back to see my father for more than a year. After seeing the photos you took, I suddenly miss my father and want his forgiveness. And your mother! I wish your whole family happiness!"

Feng Yinglong wrote back to the girl: "Since we were young, our parents have remembered our every progress and they have never been ashamed of our failures. But we always despise the bad things about our parents. In fact, as parents, we don’t want anything in return. We just want us to live well. Go back and see your father and let him know that you still love him. You will be very happy."