17 My mother-in-law has never regarded me as family and never cared about my children, because my husband is too practical.

Mother goes to town for the New Year/Liu

During the Spring Festival, I took my mother to the city for the Spring Festival. Recently, my mother is getting worse and worse, suffering from diabetes, and her eyesight is getting worse and worse. I've been worried.

My mother is an authentic farmer, and her body is simple and simple. As the plowshare of the years carved memories in the corner of my eyes, my mother experienced the difficult years experienced by her generation and brought up all our six children. It's time to enjoy some leisure. After a year, I have been busy with my work and don't have much time to go back to my hometown. You should also be filial to your mother while taking annual leave.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, it happened to be a big party in the county seat. I took my mother shopping. It's a little cold. My mother put her hand into two sleeves and held it on her chest. I moved my lips, but said nothing. Later, I found that everywhere we went, people would look at their mother a few more times and whisper, "Mom, don't copy your hands all the time." Too old-fashioned, people will know that they are from the countryside. " Mother paused, smiled awkwardly at me, then took out her hands from her cuffs and walked in the crowd at a loss. In front of a shopping mall, people rushed to buy new year's goods, and it was crowded with people. I was afraid my mother wouldn't be able to squeeze in, so I asked her to wait outside. When I came out with a pile of new year's goods, it was windy outside, flapping the banner in front of the door. My mother was sitting on the stone steps under the banner, with her head down and her shoulders hunched, very lonely. The moment I looked up, my mother's first action was to take out her copied hand and fiddle with it at a loss. I took my mother's hand home, but my mother pulled it back and whispered, "look at you, you are such a big man." Your hands are cold, let your mother cover them. " After that, my mother held my hand tightly with her rough but warm hands. Suddenly, my nose is sour, but my mother looks calm.

At noon on New Year's Eve, my mother ate a bowl of rice while I was eating. I asked her if she wanted more rice. Mother said unhappily, "You don't pay attention to what you say, don't eat, say a big meal!" " "At this time I didn't understand the meaning of mother's words. Perhaps in that famine era, the experience of begging had a great influence on my mother. I quickly joked and said, "Mom, do you have any food?" Mother smiled. However, I made an unforgivable mistake when my mother vomited the leftover fishbone on the floor. I asked my mother to spit the fishbone on the table so as not to mop the floor. My mother smiled unnaturally and said, "Well, I'm used to it at home, but I'm not so particular about it in the countryside, hehe …" Yes, my mother is an old man in her seventies and has lived in the countryside all her life. How can her decades-old living habits change at once? Are you too hard on your mother? At this time, my mother's "sorry" shocked me. I have never heard her say these three words since I was a child. In rural areas, it is never easy for people to say sorry, let alone to their sons. Suddenly, I felt that there was a gap between myself and my mother. What caused this gap? When I was a child, I haunted my mother all day. I love her so much that I never think my mother is great. Now? Thinking about it, my nose began to get sour again.

On New Year's Eve, my mother and I sat in front of the TV and chatted, as if we were back to childhood. When I was a child, every year on New Year's Eve, the whole family would get together, including jiaozi, chatting and telling jokes. When watching the Spring Festival Evening, I heard my mother talk about things in the countryside: whose mother-in-law quarreled, whose family added a grandson, whose child went to college, whose fox was stolen ... I should accompany my mother from time to time. Suddenly, my mother asked me, "Do you remember the riddle I gave you when I was a child?" "What's the matter?" I don't understand my mother's problem. Mother sighed and said, "Well, what Mei said is very reasonable-four legs in the morning, two legs at noon and three legs at night. Oh, how time flies! I have three legs in the blink of an eye. It's no use saying I'm old, and nothing can help you ... "When I said this, I obviously felt my mother's helplessness. I knew that the answer my mother said was the process of human growth, which is a natural law, and no one can do it. Looking at my mother quietly, my heart ached. I took my mother's withered and blue hand and said nothing. I really want to be like this forever, with my mother.

On the first morning of Chinese New Year, I accidentally broke a glass. Unconsciously, I heard my mother say, "Peace through the years!" I smiled at my mother, so I got up and put the broken glass into a garbage bag. I opened the door and tried to throw it out. My mother stopped me with an imperceptible sulk on her face. She frowned and said, "How can you throw things at home on New Year's Day?" I'm intolerant of things and have no old rules. You know, those old rules are well founded. If I have a good time on the first day of the new year, the days of this year will be good ... "Listening to my mother's nagging, I didn't laugh or say anything, but I still put the pile of broken glass in the corner according to my mother's meaning." I don't want my mother to worry about me in the future.

Soon, I went to work, and my mother said that she was a little unaccustomed in the city, so she also went back to her hometown in the countryside. That day, I finished my office work, and it was almost 9 pm. When I got home, I habitually packed my paper bag, took off my coat and served the weak tea my wife made for me. Just as I was about to drink, the bell rang. It was my hometown brother. He said that my mother has been a little worried about me since she came back from the county seat and has been looking forward to me. My eldest brother asked me to call her every once in a while to say that she was safe, and repeatedly told me not to say it was him. Put it down, my heart becomes heavy. After a few minutes, I called my mother in a hurry. The bell rang only once, and my mother answered, "Hello, is this Feng Min?" Have you been busy recently? You must take care of yourself. Don't let your mother miss you without her. Mom didn't say you. When I was in the city for the New Year, I found you a little impetuous. No matter where you go and how big an official you are, remember: thousands of feet can't forget his roots ... "

Listening to my mother's words, I burst into tears …

New year's mother

My mother is 83 years old. She has been industrious and kind all her life, being quick to do things and being frank with others. In my memory, my mother's busiest time is around the Lunar New Year. During this time, my mother is the most comfortable, and it is also full of sweetness for my brothers and sisters.

In my hometown, Xiangxi, there are many stresses on the New Year, so my mother is always very religious. First of all, sacrifices should be put on the agenda, mainly to worship the temple and the land hall, prepare pig heads and five products, choose good days around the year before last, go to the temple to burn incense early, and pray for the gods to bless the whole family for peace in the coming year. Worship the land church and ancestors before the New Year's Eve dinner. Secondly, we should "avoid eating" during the New Year, and don't say anything unlucky. Every new year's day, my mother always tells us some new year's rules, such as: on the first day of the new year, no garbage taking out, no needle and thread; Handle cups and bowls carefully to avoid breaking things in the New Year. Children should be obedient, and couples should not quarrel, otherwise there will be problems at home all year round.

As long as I can remember when I was a child, my mother was always busy during the Chinese New Year. Probably from the winter moon, mother began to prepare for her age. She dyed the home-made fabric she usually weaves at work and at night into navy blue and made a new suit for our sisters to wear for the New Year. The soles for the whole family should also be worn on the uppers, so that new shoes can be worn during the Chinese New Year. In the twelfth lunar month, we began to pickle bacon and make fried rice and sugar. The year-end is approaching, and it is busier. Almost all the year-end festivals should be arranged according to the day: sweeping the dust and changing the bedding of the whole family; Playing in the same street with several partners; Prepare a pig's head for five products to burn incense and worship in the temple; Kill chicken, cut fish, stir-fry yellowbird, cook steamed meat, stew, braise in soy sauce and stir-fry meat, and eat these big dishes for fifteen days. Basically, my mother has been very busy, because my father is never familiar with housework, or my mother is too capable for our children to help. In the early 1980s, several of our brothers and sisters were studying outside. To increase their income, my mother feeds a pig every year. On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, please kill the pig, drop half, and leave half for relatives and friends and yourself for the New Year. My mother was really busy and tired during the Spring Festival in those years. In recent years, my mother is getting old and dying, but she is still very busy during the Spring Festival. She has to worry about these years and guide her family to do this and that.

In the eyes of relatives, friends and neighbors, Chinese New Year's mother is the most generous. In the 1970s, my father worked as a clerk in a pharmacy, earning only about 30 yuan a month. My family basically relies on my mother to get up early and pull a scooter for a living. Our family can be said to be the lowest urban residents. But my mother often says that the conditions are better than those of my uncle's house in the countryside. I remember every year on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, my uncles came. My mother gave my uncle a load full of noodles, rice, sugar, fish and meat. Therefore, my father, who has always been frugal, had to study for a few days. Later, when my uncle's family had a good life, my mother always gave them some new year's goods when she saw some difficult old ladies in her neighbor's house.

Mothers during the Spring Festival are the most comfortable in a year. After dinner, mother was all smiles. She took out the cloth bag from under the pillow, slowly opened the handkerchief wrapped in several layers, and took out the money she usually saved to give her children and grandchildren lucky money. On the third day of the lunar new year, as usual, it is the day when the elder sister and the second sister return to their parents' home for reunion. Four generations of our family *** 17 people get together for a family reunion dinner just to take a family photo. Mother sat in the middle, flanked by her grandchildren. On both sides of the mother are grandchildren who belong to the dragon like her. Mother watched the birth of this pair of "dragon sons" and watched them grow up in their sixties. I noticed that the mother in the family photo is getting older every year, but what remains unchanged is the always comfortable smile on her face.

Chinese New Year moms are looking forward to it. After our brother and sister were transferred to Changsha one after another, mother refused to come to Changsha because she was used to life in her hometown. But during the Spring Festival, my mother always looks forward to our family reunion. It's almost the end of the year, and my mother is counting the days when we go home every day. She wants to wait for my brother to go back and help her put up Spring Festival couplets and hang lanterns. Waiting for her husband to go back and help her chop balls and stir-fry yellowbird meat; When my niece and I go back, she will send us the insoles that are usually sewn one by one; Waiting for her grandchildren to go back for dinner and give them lucky money ... My mother always refuses to come to Changsha for the New Year, saying that she will go to her hometown to worship her ancestors for the New Year, and Changsha can't reach the native ducks in Xiangxi, and the meat and side dishes are not as delicious as those in Xiangxi. I remember last Spring Festival, my brother told my mother that he had been transferred to Changsha for six years and wanted to take her to Changsha for the next year. My mother finally agreed. On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, my mother traveled all over the country and brought us local ducks, fried yellowbird meat, meatballs, candied sugar, sour soup and sour radish. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my mother thought about going back and said that according to the etiquette, she would pick up the elder sister and the second sister to go back to her family for a reunion dinner all the year round. On the third day of the lunar new year, my brother and sister will send my mother home. On the fourth day, according to my mother's wishes, I invited my sister, second sister, uncle and aunt to come home for reunion.

It's Spring Festival again. The expectant expression in the old mother's eyes will be deeper. Although I am in Changsha, I can really feel my mother's inner desire-the reunion of children and grandchildren and a happy and good year. We must pack our bags and go back to our hometown and empress.