Endless yearning (for mother)

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and it has been half a century since my mother left me in a blink of an eye. I have changed from a teenager to a white-haired old man. But I still miss my mother.

My mother has no education and can't write a word, but she pointed out the navigation mark with her own words and deeds, which deeply influenced my life and cast my courage and character.

My family is different from most people who live on the plain, and it is a mile away from the village. No neighbors, alone outside the village, a single family lives in the east of the village.

My ancestral home is Sunjiazhuang, Qihe County, Shandong Province, and my grandfather's generation fled to the northeast.

Began to settle in Dongjiatun, and later moved to seven sparsely populated families because the rent was too high. Settled in the east of Qijiazi Village.

There was a family of five with relatives and friends. 195 1 autumn, the Liaohe River burst and my home was flooded. Three relatives' houses did not fall down, but they became dangerous buildings. They moved away for fear of rising water again. Because it is difficult to leave home, coupled with economic difficulties, it will cost a lot of money to move elsewhere to find a house to build a house.

Mother decided to build a new house on the original house and live next to her old uncle's house. Who knows that there was another flood on July/0/953/0/3 of the lunar calendar? My house was newly built, and my uncle's house collapsed.

After the second flood in three years, my uncle couldn't stand it and moved to Hushitai in the north of the city. At that time, my uncle actively arranged for our family to move with them and even helped us choose a room. Because the new house has just been built for two years and the economy is not very affluent, my mother hesitated. Father gave the decision to his mother. Mother is faced with the dilemma of staying or moving away.

In those days, my mother walked around the table. Touch the big maple tree in front of the door for a while, and look at the old mulberry tree behind the house for a while; I went to my parents' grave in the morning and meditated silently for a while. In the afternoon, I drank several buckets of water by the old well. Finally, I decided not to move. My mother said, "I'll stay here as long as the house doesn't fall down." I was born here, grew up here and will stay here. "

Later, my mother told me that the reason why she decided not to move was that she could not bear to leave this homeland. "No matter how hard and tired you are, as long as you are strong, there will be no hurdle!"

At that time, my father was working in the town, my eldest brother was studying in other places, and my eldest sister was married. Only my mother took our three brothers and sisters at home. Second sister 12 years old, I am only 5 years old. A housewife with three children and only a lonely family can imagine its difficulties. Our relatives and friends advised us to live in the village. A relative vacated all the Kang Bei, and her mother was afraid of disturbing others to disagree.

Later, the second sister went to Anshan to work, and the second brother worked as an accountant in the production team and lived in the production team. It's just me and my mother at home. At this time, my old uncle and six aunts living in the same village came to persuade my mother to move. But my mother refused again for fear of causing trouble to others. From 1953 to 1964, I lived like this for 1 1 year until my mother died.

There are many hardships for a lonely family, but my mother never said, never said, even the biggest safety problem, her old man is very calm.

During the three years of serious difficulties, furtive things happened from time to time, and people living in the village were also afraid, but mother was not afraid. I can keep calm even in the face of abnormal situations. Under the influence of my mother, I gradually became strong and calm in the face of danger.

1960, 1960 One night in February, a suspicious man wandered in the tree embankment in the east of my house and peeped into my house from time to time. Maybe I found that there are no adult males in our family. At 7: 30 in the evening, it was completely dark. I found an excuse to knock on my window and asked if we sold garlic. Buying garlic after dark is obviously a fabricated lie. Mother told him clearly that there was no garlic, and the man looked around furtively for a while before leaving angrily.

My mother and I are worried that this guy may come to rob at night. He is the only bad guy we can deal with, but if he has a partner, he is in danger. My mother looked at me with sharp eyes. I know what mother means. She is asking me if I dare to go to the village to find the second brother on duty in the village department. Because my mother is old, has bronchitis and can't run fast, I am the only one who wants to find my second brother. I nodded firmly.

In order to prevent gangsters from breaking in when we opened the door, my mother and I each brought a knife. At the moment I opened the door, I rushed out with a knife. As soon as my back foot stepped out of the threshold, my mother immediately closed the door. I went out and didn't come back. I ran with a machete and ran to the production team in one breath.

Second brother saw me with a knife in my hand, sweating and panting. Knowing that something was wrong at home, he ran home with me before asking questions. We expected that the gangsters must be looking around in the dark and stopped the evil thoughts of robbery when they saw reinforcements coming.

Big brother likes hunting. After taking part in the work, he bought an "old gun" and often came back to hunt on holidays. Later, I bought a pair of shotguns. But he took the gun with him and never left it at home.

Encouraged by my mother, I learned to shoot at the age of eleven. Because I am too small to lift my gun, I put it on the bench when I shoot. When I was twelve years old, I shot a wild duck in Nanda Pit in front of my house. After this incident, eldest brother left his double-barreled shotgun at home for safety. (Of course, this is a secret that cannot be told to the villagers. )

It wasn't long before this gun came in handy. 196 1 year, my mother planted three acres of Chinese cabbage to survive the famine. A * * * received more than 6,000 kilograms. In addition to selling, it also stored more than 4,000 kilograms.

At that time, cabbage was very expensive, more than one yuan a catty. In order to prevent theft, the vegetable cellar dug in front of the door is only a dozen steps away from the window. Even so, it was remembered by thieves.

At two o'clock on the night of February 25th, 65438, I was awakened by a weak voice in my sleep. At that time, there were no dogs in every family, because there was no food to keep dogs. Without dogs, safety depends on people's vigilance. Mother was in poor health. She coughed for half a night and slept soundly as soon as she fell asleep. This makes me feel lighter than my peers, and I will wake up at the slightest sign of trouble. When I woke up from my dream, I immediately thought if someone had come to steal cabbage.

I got up quietly and looked out through the gap in the window blown by the wind. The sight in front of me made me "excited". Through the reflection in the snow, I saw a guy crouching in a pit and picking up cabbages one by one. Obviously, the cabbage was given to him by his accomplices in the cellar, which means at least two thieves came.

I hope the thief will stop stealing dozens of trees when he is ready, so I don't have to wake my mother. But they didn't mean to stop, and they kept passing it on. I estimate that the time was around two o'clock, and it was more than three o'clock before dawn. If they are allowed to steal, the loss will be too great. I hesitated again and again, and finally I wanted to wake my mother.

Mother didn't panic and took out the gun from the cupboard without hesitation. The double-barreled shotgun has special hunting bullets, which are prepared in advance. When I loaded the gun, my mother whispered in my ear not to hit the thief. I nodded. Actually, I think so, too, because killing or maiming thieves will have consequences. I know they steal, but they won't shoot.

At that time, none of the windows in that house were all glass, and the upper part of the window was all made of kraft paper. I took the gun out of the paper window, laid it flat, fired two shots at the top of the food cellar, and then loaded two bullets. Because it is estimated that the thief will hold the door from the outside (I found it when I opened the door at dawn), I didn't open the door immediately.

The next day, I found that more than one hundred cabbages were stolen. Look carefully at the footprints of three people on the ground. If you don't shoot, you may steal half of the cabbage in the cellar, and there is no guarantee that they will steal it only once, and the loss will be great.

This incident has exercised me, and I have become bolder and braver. Everyone in the village praised my courage.

My mother expects me to grow up faster. She wants me to be brave and resourceful. She told me, "A strong shoulder can only support one family, and a strong heart can support Qian Qian. It is not enough for a person to be bold and bare-chested, but also to have a calculation. "

In order that I will never forget this sentence, she told me a true story. There are five boys in the neighboring village, each with thick arms and great strength, especially the eldest and the second, who are a bit like bears and seem to be playing with 200 kg sacks on their backs. These two people don't care about anything, because they have strength and they are not afraid of anything. I didn't expect them to fall into the hands of a thin old man in his sixties.

1948 summer, one day two brothers went to the market. There were many people who robbed the road at that time. Their parents reminded them to be careful on the road. The two brothers didn't think so, and casually said that whoever dares to rob us is asking for it.

Their home is twenty miles away from Xinglong store, and there is no one in the middle twelve miles. The two of them came back from the market of Xinglong store. In this place where there is no village before and no shop behind, they saw a thin and shriveled old man with a newly bought wooden stick beside him. The old man sat on the side of the road and smoked an old cigarette leisurely, as if he were going to the market. He was tired and rested by the roadside. The old man is very enthusiastic. As soon as he saw the two brothers, he said hello: "Come, sit down and rest for a while, and then go." The two brothers are not tired, do not intend to rest, and want to continue on their way. Seeing the old man's enthusiasm, he stopped and sat down beside him. The old man said solemnly, "You must pay attention. Yesterday, two young people were robbed by an old man not far ahead. " The two young men quickly asked, "Does the old man have a gun in his hand?" "No, I just took a stick." "An old man robbed two young people with a stick. Is this not a joke? " "This is no joke. The old man sells melons, and there are a few melons left in the basket. He gave each of the two boys a melon. When the children were eating melons, he swung his stick and drew his bow left and right, knocking both children down. "

Seeing that the two brothers were puzzled, the old man picked up the stick in his right hand. "Don't believe me, you two. Look, I'll show you. " The two brothers were full of curiosity and looked at the old man's demonstration without vigilance. The old man took the stick in his hand and slowly lifted it. It looks difficult. The two brothers want to laugh. Just before they laughed, the old man suddenly changed, his eyes were full of murderous look, his veins stood out, and his movements became extremely agile. When the wrist shook, the stick fell and knocked the boss on the left to the ground at once. The second child panicked and didn't return to absolute being. The old man's wooden stick backhand hit the second child's forehead again, and the second child was knocked to the ground.

Both brothers were knocked unconscious and it took a long time to wake up. Looking around, the robbers have disappeared. As soon as I checked, the money in my pocket and the contents of my wallet were gone. The two men patted their thighs regretfully. It turns out that the old man is a habitual bandit and ruthless. Many people in Fiona Fang Baili are paralyzed by his way. People of all kinds in society must pay more attention when they go out, especially when they meet strangers. The story told by my mother deeply shocked me, inspired me and helped me.

1957 My sister and brother-in-law settled in Jinzhou and haven't returned to Xinmin for more than three years. She is homesick, because it is inconvenient for her children to go home, and she wants to be alone at home. My mother and I also miss my sister. Mother thought about it and decided to let me go.

196 1 year165438+1October 5th, at the age of fourteen, I walked 25 miles alone and boarded the train to Jinzhou at Xinglong Store. There were many people on the bus, and a middle-aged man in his fifties sat next to me. He made friends with me on purpose as soon as I got on the bus. I remembered my mother's instructions, took extra care and deliberately kept my distance from him. He asked me if I was familiar with Jinzhou. If I was not familiar with Jinzhou, I could be sent. I said I had been to Jinzhou five or six times, and this time my relatives came to meet me at the station, but he didn't see me off. (Actually, because DaJieFu was not at home when he was working in other places, no one picked him up at all. Seeing that there was nothing to do, he changed his strategy.

The second stop was Goubangzi. I said he had a headache and needed to take medicine. Let me get him a teapot. To tell the truth, I am dubious about what he said, but it is hard for an old man to refuse a pupil to get a glass of water, whether it is true or not. In addition, I also want to deliberately test him to see if he is a good man. What's more, I brought five catties of garlic and ten catties of catfish, and there was nothing convenient for him to steal, so I pretended to promise and brought him water with a jar. But I came back halfway through the carriage. Because there were so many people standing in the carriage, he couldn't see me coming back. He never imagined that I would turn back halfway. When I walked beside him, his hand was rummaging through my backpack. When he looked up and saw me standing beside him, he was flushed, incoherent and at a loss.

I know this man is not authentic, but because he is small and has nothing to lose by going out alone, I didn't pursue him or call the police. At the same time, I also thought of another layer. If I report him, the police think it's no big deal, just educate him or fine him, and he will follow me after getting off the bus, which will be complicated. So I said nothing, pretended nothing, and returned to my seat. The man knew he was exposed, and after sitting for a while, he slipped into another carriage on the pretext of going to the toilet.

When I came back from Jinzhou to tell my mother about it, my mother showed a satisfied smile on her face.

These things mentioned above have long been a thing of the past, but they are still played back in my mind from time to time today. This has become a precious memory that I will never forget.

I know that in almost every child's heart, his mother is great, but in the vast sea of people, his mother is really ordinary. However, it is Qian Qian, an ordinary China woman who is as hardworking, kind, brave and intelligent as her mother, who leads by example and inherits the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, that makes the whole of Greater China endless and prosperous.

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