Suddenly remembered an old movie

Seven copper plates

[Hungary] Morris

Poor people can also laugh. It can even be said that poor people often laugh when they want to cry.

Our family has experienced the most tragic poverty. But I used to laugh so hard during my miserable childhood. This is because I have a happy mother. She always smiled so sweetly that she shed tears, and sometimes she almost couldn't breathe.

Once, we spent a whole afternoon looking for seven copper coins, and finally found them.

My mother found the first three coins alone. She hoped to find a few more in the sewing machine, for she often did some work for others and always put her money there.

I watched my mother search inside the drawers, fumbling among needles, threads, thimbles, scissors, buttons and rags.

"No matter what, we have to find these little villains. Ah, these naughty, naughty little coins!"

She squatted on the floor and put down the drawer. , suddenly turning over the drawer like fluttering a butterfly with a hat. She's like that, you can't help but laugh.

I squatted on the floor, watching to see if there was a small shiny copper plate crawling out quietly, but there was none. I touched the overturned drawer.

"Shh!" my mother warned me, "be careful, it will run away. You don't know what a flexible animal the copper plate is. It will run away very quickly. It is almost rolling. It It rolled so fast..." We laughed so hard.

When we calmed down, my mother said: "Look, if I want to wash my clothes, I have to use soap, but soap costs at least seven copper coins to buy, and one less is not enough. I already have three There are still four left. They are all in this small room, but if they are angry, they will never come back. You have to treat them tactfully and respectfully. Charming tune? Maybe we can tease it out of its snail shell."

"Uncle Copper, come out,

Your house is on fire..."

As I sang, I turned its "house" over. There's all kinds of junk down there, but there's just no money. My mother pouted and rummaged around, but to no avail. She racked her brain to see if she had put the money somewhere else, but she couldn't think of anything.

However, a thought came to my mind: "Dear mother, I know there is a copper plate somewhere."

"Where is it, my child? Let's hurry up Find it, don't let it melt like snow."

"In the glass cabinet, in that drawer."

We walked to the glass cabinet that had no glass. Fortunately, we found the copper plate in its drawer.

"Okay, we already have four copper plates, and three more are enough. Let's find those three more before dark, so that I can wash a lot of clothes." said Then, she pulled out the drawer that didn't even have a bottom. Then she put it around my neck and we sat on the floor laughing.

"Stop laughing," she said suddenly, "we will have money soon. I'm going to find some from your father's clothes." Do you think it's weird? My mother stretched out her hand Entering the pocket of his father's clothes, he immediately touched a copper plate. She couldn't believe her eyes.

"Look," she cried, "we've found it! How many do we have already? Too many to count! One, two, three, four, five! Two more will be enough What's two coins? Now that there are five, the other two will appear." She searched the pockets with great enthusiasm, but, God, there was nothing. She could find none, and not even her funniest jokes could bring out the other two pennies.

The afternoon is almost over, and night will come soon.

At this time, the mother patted her forehead. "Oh, how stupid I was! Why didn't I look in my pocket.

"

Do you believe it? She really found a copper plate there - the sixth one. We were all excited, and now there is only one missing.

"Put it on Show me your pocket too, maybe there's one there too! "My pocket? There's nothing in it!

By evening we had six coppers. There was nothing left to do but laugh heartily at our own misfortune.

Just then a beggar came in

My mother almost fainted with laughter

"Forget it, my dear," she said. I wasted a whole afternoon here because I needed a copper. You can't buy half a pound of soap without it. "

The beggar, an old man with a gentle face, stared at her.

"A copper plate? " he asked.

"Yes. "

"I can give you one. ”

“That’s not bad, accepting alms from a beggar!” "

"It doesn't matter, I won't be short of this copper plate. ”

He put a copper plate in my hand and staggered away.

The mother paused for a moment, and then let out a loud laugh.

She was breathless with laughter, almost suffocating. She bent over and buried her face in her hands. When I went to help her, something warm flowed through my hands.

< p> That is blood, my mother's blood, her precious, holy blood.