Touching story

This is a super touching story: the touching story of two mice.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the harvest season has long passed. The grain that used to be everywhere in the wheat field has long since disappeared, and the winter grain stored in the cave in early autumn has been completely destroyed by farmers' unintentional hoes.

How can I live this life? ...

I looked at my wife sadly. Her stomach obviously got bigger when she slept ... Yes, I'm going to be a father. I want to really do my duty as a man. However, there is no surplus grain at home. I can chew some grass roots to cope with it, but I can't let my wife starve to death. I can't let our son starve to death. ...

At that time, I wanted to marry her Her mother thinks our family is poor. I swear to her mother: as long as I live, I will never let your daughter starve. Her mother promised to marry her daughter to me. From that day on, I became the luckiest mouse in the world. I silently did everything for her, not letting her suffer any injustice, making her the second happiest mouse in the world ... I love her more than myself, and I can gently bite off the dirt under her nails for her. I can pick up enough melon seeds for the second girl in the village the day after; I can stay up all night, sing her serenade and watch her fall asleep. ...

How much I love her, her bright eyes, her sharp mouth, her wet nose and her brown skin … But now I can't even prepare breakfast for her tomorrow. I love her, but I don't even know where it is …

I'll look for it again. Maybe I can dig up some rice harvested in autumn in the deep mud. Although I looked for it dozens of times, although my nails were bleeding every time, I still came back empty-handed ... I'll go to my cousin's house to borrow it again. Maybe my wife sympathized with me and didn't scold me so severely. Although I have been there seven times, I have been scolded by her every time. For her sake, I may even have to give up my self-esteem ... I will try to get those house mice to give me some. Although I was beaten four times by them and was called a vole beggar every time, what pain and abuse did she have? ...

I'm back, and there's still nothing. ...

Watching her sleep peacefully, I know that she hasn't eaten a grain of rice all day, and my heart hurts. Although I haven't eaten for three days, I'm a man and I can't let her suffer a little hunger and injustice. However, I really can't do anything. I want to cry, but I have no tears. I promised her that I would always be the man in the family and would never make her feel a little dangerous, so I have long forgotten the taste of crying. Hey ~ let's go outside and blow cold air. Maybe the cold will make me feel less hungry ...

"Mouse, mouse, I see you all day, what's the matter? See you shivering with hunger. " Well, someone called me. I'm used to being forgotten. I thought no one would remember me. I'm a little excited. I looked up, oh, it's sister pigeon who flies around every day.

"Well, I can't find anything to eat."

"Go to the city, there are many delicious foods in the city." :)

She smiled at me. Then she flew away. She said, "Go straight south and you will find the city."

…………

In town? Only my grandfather has been to the city in this village. When I was a child, my grandfather told me that everything in the city was delicious and fun. The white clouds in the sky are cotton candy, and the stones on the ground are chocolate.

Hmm! Going to the city, I'm not hungry at once. I want to take the person I like to the city.

I woke her up, and I took her to beg Uncle Niu, who is going to deliver goods in the city tomorrow, to take us for a ride. Uncle Niu pitied us and promised us, but told us to hide in his ear, not to make any noise and not to let his master see it.

Hey, I'm so happy that I can go to town tomorrow. I won't let my lover starve again.

We were in Uncle Niu's ear early the next morning. His master waved a whip and the car set off. ...

My wife and I clung to Uncle Niu's ear and stumbled along the way. I don't know how long it took, but I heard Uncle Niu calling us: "Come down, two little things, we are in town." I jumped to the ground with her. I took her arm, bowed to Uncle Niu and walked to the city. From a distance, I heard Uncle Niu's thick breathing or sighing. ...

I looked up at the sky, but I couldn't see it. The building blocked my view. I looked down at the ground. I can't see the ground. Concrete fragments covered the ground.

My wife and I stood timidly in the corner. In front of us, the endless stream of people on the road and the monsters whizzing past made us dizzy, and the noisy sound made us have a splitting headache ... I really felt that I was a stranger here, I couldn't find a sense of belonging, and I began to miss my hometown. ...

Maybe we can find some food in the field, maybe our wife has changed her mind, maybe the house mouse is thinking about distant relatives. ...

But here, I don't have any courage, I can't show any ability ... I want to cry again

The wife is sharp-eyed, and she screams, "honey, there is a window across the road, and there are many cakes in it!" " "

I saw it, too. I am so excited. The last time I ate cake was on her birthday. I desperately snatched a small piece from the village chief's precious son. At that time, I was still chasing her ... Oh, what a wonderful memory. She likes eating cakes very much. My spirit will come soon. I patted my chest: "Let's go there and I'll help you get that cake!" " "

I took her hand and began to jump out of the crack bravely. There were so many people that we jumped around. My wife's heart beat on a fat woman's shoes, and the fat woman screamed. Then the whole street noticed us, and many people began to step on us with their feet and hit us with magazines in their hands ... I tried to drag my wife to dodge ... then I realized that "rats cross the street and everyone shouts." What a terrible thing it is for us mice.

Fortunately, I saw a sewer ahead, and my wife and I jumped in. Finally, we crossed the street. However, I sprained my foot when I jumped into the sewer. I pretend it doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt at all. I don't want her to know that I'm upset. ...

After a while, I concluded that people in the street had forgotten our two little mice. I let her hide in the sewer, and I climbed out quietly. I walked along the wall to touch the cake shop ... one step, two steps, three steps, I saw the cake, and I rushed to it ... "Dong ..." I obviously bumped into something, but there seemed to be nothing in front of me, only the cake. Perhaps this is a trick used by city people to deal with our mice. I stole a look at the shop, which was crowded with people. The man in white looks fierce. The danger in the street just now filled me with fear of the city people. I really don't have the courage to rob their cake in broad daylight. I have no choice but to wait until dark. ...

Back in the sewer, I held my wife tightly. I put my ear to her stomach. I can't hear my son's voice. I only heard her stomach growling ... finally, my tears unconsciously hung in the corner of my eyes. I choked up and said to her, "I'm sorry I made you suffer with me …" She just touched the big bag on my forehead with her hand. "Do you still hurt? As long as I am with you, it is the happiest thing. "

Finally, at night, she and I sneaked to the door of the store. There is no one in the shop. I snuck in with her. I looked around the shop and there were cakes everywhere. I was so happy that I hugged her and kissed her desperately: "Wife, wife, I finally let you eat." However, the cruelty of reality quickly broke my excitement. Just like during the day, those cakes seem to be packed in a transparent box, but they can't be opened. I can only see them, but I can't touch them ... I have a rash and I'm worried. ...

"Honey, there is a cake on the ground." My wife called me.

I looked at it, and it was. But I also saw a mousetrap next to the cake. I know that city people use cakes as bait to catch us. Unfortunately, this thing is also available in our country, and I have seen it before. I said to myself, I must find a way to help my wife get that cake for her to eat. Actually, it doesn't bother me. When I was in the country, I used to hook what I wanted with my tail under the mousetrap. That broken mousetrap didn't hurt me at all. However, this is the city. People in the city are so cunning, and their mousetraps may be so cunning. For her sake, I'm throwing caution to the wind!

I lay prone on the ground and carefully hooked the cake with my tail, one inch, two inches, three inches … I finally hooked it out.

I ordered my wife: "For our son's sake, you must eat it."

"No, I'm half and you're half."

I can't help saying that I forced the cake into her mouth. "Eat!" I told her savagely. This is the first time I have spoken to her loudly since we got married.

Not long after, my wife suddenly rolled over and shouted, "It hurts me, it hurts me ..."

My heart thumped. It's over. People in the city are too bad. Not only did they use a mousetrap, but they also put rat poison in the cake as bait ... country people never use this kind of chain condom ... city people are so cunning. ...

"I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty ..." My wife shouted.

I looked for water everywhere like crazy, but there was not a drop of water in the whole house, not a drop. ...

By the way, I still have saliva ... I spit a lot in her mouth from my throat. I vomited and vomited, and almost vomited my bile. I don't have any saliva ... I feel my throat is almost broken ... but I can't secrete a drop of saliva. Her voice dropped slowly, and blood began to gush out of her mouth. ...

I have never felt death so close to me. I held her in my arms, and when I was crazy, I usually wiped the blood off her mouth, but over and over again, I still couldn't keep up with the speed at which it flowed out. I have never been so sober in my life. I realize that she will leave me forever and I will lose her forever. ...

I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry ... I don't want to cry at all. ...

I held her and gently jumped into the mousetrap on one side. "Gapa-"I clearly heard the sound of my waist bone being cut off.

However, I don't hurt, I don't hurt, I don't hurt, I don't hurt … I don't hurt at all …

I kissed her face and silently thought about the last sentence I wanted to say to her: "If there is an afterlife, let's be a pair of little mice, love each other stupidly, live a dull life, love each other stupidly and be together stupidly." Even if the snow closes the mountain, we can still nest in the warm haystack, hold you tightly and bite your ear gently ... "

I will tell you six more touching stories.

1: a rose

A gentleman stopped at the gate of the flower shop. He is going to order a bunch of flowers from the flower shop for his mother in his hometown.

When the gentleman was about to walk into the shop door, he found a little girl sitting on the road crying. The gentleman walked up to the little girl and asked her:

"Son, why are you sitting here crying? 」

I want to buy a rose for my mother, but I don't have enough money. "said the child. This gentleman is distressed.

"So? So the gentleman took the little girl by the hand and walked into the flower shop. He first ordered a bunch of flowers for his mother, and then bought a rose for the little girl. Walking out of the flower shop, the gentleman suggested to the little girl that he drive her home.

"Do you really want to take me home? 」

"Of course! 」

"Then you can take me to see my mother. But uncle, my mother lives far away from here. 」

"If I had known, I wouldn't have taken you." This gentleman said jokingly.

The gentleman drove all the way as the little girl said. Unexpectedly, after walking out of the main street in the city, he followed the winding mountain road and came to the cemetery. The little girl put the flowers next to a new grave. She walked a long way to present a rose to her mother who died just a month ago. The gentleman sent the little girl home and then went back to the flower shop. He canceled the bouquet for his mother, bought a large bouquet instead, and went directly to his mother's house, which is five hours' drive from here. He will give her the flowers himself.

a rose

Hold a grand funeral for the dead,

When he was alive,

Kindness and filial piety.

2. An unlocked door

A mother and daughter live in a remote hut in a small village in the country. Her mother is afraid of being stolen, and always puts three locks on the doorknob at night. My daughter hates the boring and unchanging country life, just like a landscape painting. She yearns for this city and wants to see the gorgeous world she imagined through the radio. One morning, my daughter left her mother in pursuit of that illusory dream. She sneaked away from home while her mother was sleeping.

"Mom, you just don't have my daughter. Unfortunately, the world is not as beautiful as she imagined. Without knowing it, she got off the road and got stuck in the mud, and then she realized her mistake.

"mom! Ten years later, my grown-up daughter dragged her broken heart and clumsy body back to her hometown.

When she got home, it was already late at night, and a faint light was shining through the door. She tapped on the door, but suddenly she had a bad feeling. My daughter got a fright when she twisted the door. "It's strange that my mother never forgot to lock the door before. Mother's thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep distressfully.

"mom? Mom? Hearing her daughter's crying, the mother opened her eyes and put her arms around her tired shoulder without saying a word. After crying in her mother's arms for a long time, her daughter suddenly asked curiously, "Mom, why didn't you lock the door today?" What if someone breaks in? " 」

Mom replied, "Not just today. I'm afraid you can't get in at night, so the door hasn't been locked for ten years. 」

The mother waited for her daughter to come back for ten years, and the decoration in the room was the same as that of that year. That night, the mother and daughter returned to the way they were ten years ago, locked the door tightly and fell asleep.

An unlocked door

Family love is the cradle of hope,

Thanks for the warmth of home,

Give sustained growth momentum.

3. Hair in the lunch box

In that poor era, many students were often unable to take a decent lunch to school, just like the classmate next to me. His food is always black lobster sauce, but my lunch is often ham and poached eggs. There is a world of difference between them.

Moreover, this classmate will pick up his hair from the lunch box first, and then eat his lunch box casually. This uncomfortable discovery has been going on.

"It can be seen how untidy Mom is that she has hair in her meal every day." The students are talking in private. In order to take care of my classmate's self-esteem, but I can't show it, I always feel so dirty, so my impression of this classmate began to be greatly discounted. One day after school, my classmates stopped me: "Come to my house to play if you have nothing to do. Although I don't want to, it's the first time since my classmate that he invited me to play at home, and I'm embarrassed to refuse him.

I followed my friends to a poor village with the steepest terrain in Seoul.

"Mom, I brought my friend. After hearing the excited voices of the students, the door opened. His elderly mother appeared at the door.

"My son's friend is here, let me have a look. But the classmate's mother who walked out of the door just touched the beam outside the door with her hand. It turns out that she is blind.

My nose feels sour and I can't say a word. Although this classmate usually has lobster sauce for lunch every day, it is his mother who can't be seen. He helped him pack carefully. It was not just a lunch, but also his mother's full love, even the hair mixed in it.

The hair in the bento

Preconceived ideas,

It often affects a person's lifestyle.

Observe and discuss more,

There will be more unexpected discoveries.

4. the postman who grows flowers

There is a middle-aged postman in a small village. Since he just turned 20, he has traveled 50 kilometers every day, sending sad and happy stories to residents' homes day after day. In this way, twenty years passed quickly, and people and things changed several times. It's just that the road from the post office to the village has never been half a year, only flying dust.

"How long does this desolate road take? 」

He always feels a little sorry at the thought of riding a bike all his life on this dusty road without flowers and trees.

One day, when he was about to go back after delivering the letter, he happened to pass by a flower shop. "By the way, this is it! He went into the flower shop and bought a handful of wild flower seeds. From the next day, he took these seeds and scattered them on the road. In this way, after a day, two days, a month, two months? He has been spreading the seeds of wild flowers.

Not long after, the desolate road that has been going back and forth for 20 years has actually opened many red and yellow flowers; Summer flowers bloom in summer, autumn flowers bloom in autumn, and flowers bloom in four seasons, never stopping.

Seeds and flowers make people in the village happier than any mail sent by the postman all his life.

On the road full of petals instead of dust, the postman whistling and riding a bicycle is no longer a lonely postman or a sad postman.

The postman who grows flowers

Life is like a blink of an eye,

Time flies,

Why not leave behind the good deeds,

Provide cool air for future generations?

The100th guest

The noon rush hour has passed, and the originally crowded snack bars have all dispersed. When the boss was about to catch his breath reading the newspaper, someone came in. That's an old woman and a little boy.

"How much is a bowl of beef soup rice? Grandma sat down, took out her wallet and counted the money, and ordered a bowl of soup rice, steaming soup rice. Grandma pushed the bowl in front of her grandson. The little boy swallowed and looked at grandma and said:

"Grandma, have you really had lunch?" "Of course. Grandma chewed slowly with a radish and kimchi between her arms. The little boy finished a bowl of rice in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the boss walked up to two people and said, "Congratulations, old lady. You are so lucky today. You are our hundredth guest, so it's free. One day more than a month later, the little boy squatted opposite the snack bar, as if counting something, which surprised the boss who inadvertently looked out of the window.

It turned out that every time a little boy saw a guest walk into the shop, he put pebbles in the circle he drew, but it was almost time for lunch, and there were not even fifty pebbles.

The worried boss called all his old customers: "Are you busy? It's nothing. I want you to eat a bowl of soup rice. Today is my treat. After calling a lot of people, the guests began to arrive one after another. " Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three "The little boy counted faster and faster. Finally, when was the ninety-ninth pebble put into the circle?

Just then, the little boy hurriedly took his grandmother's hand and entered the snack bar.

"Grandma, it's my treat this time." The little boy said proudly. Grandma, who really became the hundredth guest, asked her grandson to entertain a bowl of hot beef soup rice. The little boy chewed a radish and kimchi in his mouth like his grandmother used to.

"Send a bowl to that boy, too." The proprietress could not bear to say.

"The little boy is learning that he will be full even if he doesn't eat!" The boss replied.

Snoring? Grandma who ate with relish asked her little grandson, "Do you want to save some for you? 」

Unexpectedly, the little boy patted his stomach and said to his grandmother, "No, I'm full. What do you think, grandma? " . 」

The hundredth guest

Well-intentioned ideas encourage seedlings,

Seedlings can form forests,

Everyone has love, and society has affection.

6. The most delicious instant noodles in the world

He is a single father, raising a seven-year-old boy by himself. Every time a child comes back from playing with friends, he feels deeply sorry for his dead wife, and there are also sad whispers in his heart. This happened the day he left his children for a business trip. He left home in a hurry because he had to catch a train and had no time to have breakfast with his children. I was worried about whether the child had eaten or cried all the way, and I couldn't let go of it. Even when I'm on a business trip, I call home from time to time. But the child is always very sensible and tells him not to worry. However, because of my anxiety, I finished my work in a hurry and set foot on the road home. When he got home, the child was asleep, and he was relieved. The fatigue of the journey made him weak. I was about to go to bed when I was suddenly surprised: under the quilt, there was a bowl of overturned instant noodles!

"This child!" In a rage, he punched his sleeping son in the ass.

"Why so naughty, make dad angry? You are so naughty. Why did you take the quilt? Who should I wash? This is the first time that he has physically punished a child since his wife died.

"I didn't? The child sobbed and pleaded, "I'm not naughty, what is this?" "This is for dad's dinner. 」

It turned out that the child specially made two bowls of instant noodles to match his father's time to go home, one for himself and the other for his father. But because I was afraid that Dad's bowl would get cold, I put it under the quilt to keep warm.

Dad listened and hugged the child tightly without saying a word. Looking at the remaining half of the instant noodles in the bowl, I said, "Ah! Son, is this the most beautiful? The most delicious instant noodles! 」

The most delicious instant noodles in the world

No matter how young the child is,

And their dignity,

If parents find out that they are wrong about their children,

Bravely said to them:

"I'm sorry 」。

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