A song dedicated to mother

Tears are golden: the widowed mother who picks up garbage lifts the weak child to Tsinghua with her life.

Text/Luke Xia Tian Zhang Hui

Bad luck,

Scavengers and widows gnash their teeth to raise a pair of evil children.

At noon on July 22, 2005, the hot sun in Anshan in midsummer, the air-conditioning host of every household roared desperately, and all the hutongs were covered with scorching heat waves.

"Collecting rags-"With the monotonous bell ringing, there was a faint cry of a scavenger woman in the alley. "Come here, garbage collector-"shouted a young woman sticking her head out of the balcony window. The scavenger woman replied, pulled up the shabby flatbed and ran over. At that moment, she felt her legs floating.

The woman took several stacks of old newspapers and coke bottles and was bargaining with the young woman. Suddenly, a big boy came running from the alley. His face was covered with sweat and he panted, "Mom! Mom-"The woman was shocked and quickly asked," Xiaochao! How did you find this place? What's the matter? " Tears welled up in the big boy's eyes, and he was so excited that he shouted at the woman out of breath: "Mom, I was admitted to Tsinghua!" "My goodness! My son-"In a trembling call, the door of tears of 16 is closed, and I can't control it anymore. The surprised mother burst into tears. ...

The woman who picks up garbage is Qi Guiyun, and the big boy is her youngest son Yuan Zhenchao. Qi Guiyun, 1953, a rural native of Zhaodong City, Heilongjiang Province. After graduating from high school, she married Yuan, a comrade-in-arms of 1977. Unfortunately, the eldest son Yuan Zhenyuan was mentally retarded due to dystocia. The couple spent all their savings to treat him everywhere, but the conclusion was "hopeless."

1987 65438+ 10, Qi Guiyun gave birth to his second son, Yuan Zhenchao. Zhenchao is thin, but smart, which gives great comfort to his family.

In the second year, I was transferred to Angang Gas Plant. The husband came back, and the youngest son was cute. Although Qi Guiyun doesn't have a decent job, she is very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, Qi Guiyun and her husband were reunited for less than a year, and bad luck came again:1989165438+10, and Yuan died in a hurry because of liver cancer. The 9-year-old son with mental retardation and the 2-year-old son are holding their mother's legs and crying for their father. Qi Guiyun hugged the child hard and gritted his teeth to tell himself not to cry: "Son, although Dad is gone, there is still a mother!"

Strong Qi Guiyun took on a stormy home alone. In order to make a living, in desperation, she chose to scavenge. She suffers from bitter food and dirty eyes, but it is difficult to cope with this pain.

1992 One night in the twelfth lunar month, Qi Guiyun had a sudden attack of appendicitis and rolled in bed with pain. In order not to disturb the children, she kept silent and managed to get through the morning. At dawn, she asked Zhenchao to call her neighbors for help and take her to the hospital. The doctor said that if he came a little later, his life would be lost.

Less than four days after the operation, Qi Guiyun insisted on leaving the hospital and going home because of the need to save medical expenses and take care of the children.

Just after the Spring Festival, Qi Guiyun went out to collect waste. The cold wind hit her face, hard and cold. Her face was swollen with cold, and her hands and feet had lost consciousness, but her steps never stopped. People don't want to come out because it's too cold. She didn't make a penny that day.

With disappointment and frustration, Qi Guiyun was shocked when he dragged the lead-like steps to open the door: the eldest son was ill again and everything in the house was smashed. Broken glass was everywhere on the ground, and he tore open the wooden bed board. The only white flour in the bag was torn all over the bed by him, and his face was scratched by broken glass, and his face was covered with blood. Crazy brother sat on Zhenchao's head, and Zhenchao's little face turned purple. Qi Guiyun hurried forward to separate the two sons, tangled in his heart, but unable to speak with his mouth open.

"How do you live this life ..." Desperate Qi Guiyun found a bottle of sleeping pills, and she really wanted to get rid of it. Zhenchao ran over, grabbed the medicine from his mother and cried, "Mom, you can't die. How can my brother and I live when you die? " Zhen Chao, who is sensible, pulls his silly brother who is gradually waking up, and they kneel down to their mother together. Zhen Chao said to the crazy brother with tears, "Brother, if mom dies, neither of us can live." . Let's not make mom angry again, shall we? "Looking at his young, tearful son, Qi Guiyun felt distressed and guilty: Mom is the child's day, how can I choose to die!

The next day, Qi Guiyun, who went out to pick up garbage, put his two sons on a flatbed and dragged them away. The sensible Zhen Chao began to help his mother pick up garbage. An old flatbed car and a pair of stumbling mothers and children have become an eye-catching flowing landscape on the street. Qi Guiyun often patiently teaches children to read slogans and count trees on the roadside on the way of scavenging. Smart Zhen Chao, well-read, accurate memory.

After spring, in the spring, summer, autumn and winter, on Qi Guiyun's flatbed car, Zhenchao and Crazy Brother grew up day by day. Zhenchao entered the first grade of primary school at the age of 6. From then on, every holiday, he was sensible and insisted on scavenging with his mother.

Due to long-term malnutrition and overwork, Qi Guiyun's health went from bad to worse. She has coronary heart disease and severe hypertension, so she often feels dizzy on the way to pick up garbage. 1994 One day in the summer vacation, Qi Guiyun was walking on the road in the suburb of Anshan with half a car. She was weak when she shouted. She put her hand over her chest, and the bean-sized sweat reflected her pale face. She can't help but worry: not good! Don't get sick on the road! At this time, the muffled thunder rolled overhead, and a heavy rain poured down. She hurriedly took out a large piece of plastic sheet, instead of covering herself with it, she hurriedly covered half a car full of waste newspapers. The shabby clothes were soaked in the rain for a while and wrapped in her thin body. The cold after the summer heat made her shudder. Suddenly, her eyes turned black, and she fell in the mud, clutching her chest.

"mom! Mom-"Zhen Chao Ran said to her mother, holding two empty cans and an empty Sprite bottle under her arm. His thin body looked pitiful in the rain. "mom! Wake up! You see, I picked up a lot of bottles! " Zhen Chao jumped on his mother and cried, "wake up!" " Mom-"

Qi Guiyun's first sentence when he woke up was: "Xiao Chao, stop crying and go to your brother."

Who knows, in another street, crazy brother is being knocked down by several urchins in the mud.

Suffering is endless, just like this bumpy road of scavenging. ...

How difficult is it to remove garbage:

A mother taught her son to hold his head high.

1in the autumn of 995, Qi Guiyun, who had been overworked for a long time, had to be admitted to the hospital because of a sudden coronary heart disease. That year, Zhen Chaocai was in the third grade of primary school. At 4 o'clock every morning, Zhenchao gets out of bed to cook a meal for his mother, fry cabbage and potato chips, then carefully put the food in an insulated lunch box, send it to the hospital alone in the dark, and feed it to his mother bite by bite.

Half a month later, Qi Guiyun was discharged early. Zhenchao is so skinny that he often stumbles when he walks. The teacher told Qi Guiyun distressfully: Zhenchao is too sensible and filial. In order to save a few dollars for lunch to see his mother, he was hungry almost every day during this time ... Qi Guiyun said with distress: "It was the mother who dragged down his son. Sorry about her son! "

Since then, Qi Guiyun has tried his best to insist on adding a boiled egg to Zhenchao every day. A poor family, an egg every morning, has a different weight in Zhenchao's life. Zhenchao recorded "the most unforgettable thing" in his composition: ... whenever I open the lid in the morning, I always get a warm boiled egg, which my mother bought for me with the money she earned from scavenging, and she never wanted to eat it herself. Every time I hold an egg, that kind of warmth will always spread throughout my body ... "

In order not to worry his mother, Zhenchao runs to school with his schoolbag on his back every day to strengthen his physique and exercise his will. Most of the schoolbags with bumps on their shoulders were picked up by his mother when she was scavenging.

One day in the fifth grade of primary school, Qi Guiyun gave his youngest son a half-new schoolbag, and Zhenchao was extremely happy. When I went to school the next day, a classmate in the next class couldn't help but be shocked when he saw him. Then he whispered a few words to the students around him and laughed together: "Haha, ragged baby!" " Zhenchao understood: the schoolbag he was carrying must be the "garbage" that this classmate just threw away! He can't wait to pick up this "garbage", tear it up and burn it to ashes!

Shameless Zhen Chao ran home in tears and dropped his schoolbag in the yard. Qi Guiyun, who is sorting out waste products, was shocked. She asked why, with a serious face, she ordered her son to dry his tears and said, "Mom collects junk, but we work to earn money. Besides, collecting waste is a job of turning waste into treasure and purifying the environment. There is nothing to be ashamed of. From now on, you must walk with your head held high! " Zhenchao had never seen her mother so angry with herself. He bowed his head in shame, squatted down and silently sorted the garbage with his mother.

The next day, Zhenchao picked up the heavy "new" schoolbag picked up by his mother and swaggered into the classroom.

In a blink of an eye, Zhenchao graduated from primary school, and many parents used the back door to let their children enter the best junior high school. Qi Guiyun was worried and asked people everywhere, but he got a lot of cold eyes. Who will pay attention to the widow who collects junk? The sensible Zhen Chao comforted his mother: "Mom, don't worry, I will learn the best in any middle school!" " "As a result, although Zhenchao entered the worst junior high school in Anshan at that time, his academic performance has always been among the best in the city, and he has won many awards in provincial, municipal and national competitions! Three years later, he was admitted to the experimental class of Anshan No.1 Middle School with a good score close to perfect score. Qi Guiyun is very happy. The prize she gave her son was a new schoolbag, which he had been looking forward to for five years!

During the period of 1999, many parts of the country suffered from floods. Qi Guiyun was very sad to see that the lives of the victims were difficult from the waste newspapers. She donated the semi-old clothes she picked up while picking up garbage or others gave them to the victims, but she was reluctant to wear them. One day not long after, Qi Guiyun came across such a short message while sorting out waste newspapers: "A childlike innocence, 170 coins". When she looked at it, she suddenly exclaimed. She never imagined that the student in the report who saved the 170 dime given by her mother and sent it to the disaster area silently turned out to be her son Zhenchao! "Thank you for your kindness." After reading the thank-you letter sent to the school by the relevant departments in the disaster area, Qi Guiyun was overjoyed: Zhenchao has really grown up and knows how to care for people who are more bitter than himself.

One day in August, 2004, Qi Guiyun pushed a broken cart to collect garbage through the gate of his son's school. When she saw several striking congratulations, she suddenly felt her heart pounding. It turned out that Zhenchao won the first prize in the national English proficiency competition for middle school students. Five key high schools in Liaoning Province took the entrance examination, and Zhenchao won the second place in the province! How happy Qi Guiyun is!

On the day of scavenging, Qi Guiyun's right calf was bitten by a dog. She was reluctant to spend money on vaccination, and repeatedly rubbed the wound with soapy water and salt water until her calf dripped with blood. ...

Qi Guiyun limped home and pushed open the door. Wow, several students came to consult at home. Since Zhenchao was admitted to the experimental class of Anshan No.1 Middle School, the family has never stopped asking for advice from his students and parents. Time is tight, and some children simply live at home. Small houses are often crowded. To show their gratitude, children and parents often send some gifts or even money, but both Qi Guiyun and his mother politely declined. Therefore, some waste products such as coke bottles often appear outside their homes. Qi Guiyun knows that this is a special gratitude of good people. ...

Tears flow freely:

Compensate the mother who scavenged 16 years' hard work.

At the end of 2004, considering the living reality of Qi Guiyun's family, the street gave her 200 yuan subsidy. When collecting money, Qi Guiyun's hand was shaking. What a great asset this is to her! She carefully put this 200 yuan in her arms, but she felt warm in such a cold winter. The street worker said a lot of warm words to her, and she wanted to cry, but she held back. She shook hands one by one and the wrinkles on her face turned into a flower.

"You can spend the Spring Festival with your son!" Qi Guiyun thought happily. She went to the supermarket to have a look, just to see what was cheaper for the new year, so she had a good idea. But the new year's goods are not cheap, and the idea of spending 100 yuan for the New Year is basically not feasible. Qi Guiyun muttered in his heart: What should I do if this 200 yuan is spent? Zhenchao has to pay tuition, so pay attention to deposit it everywhere!

What a good wish! Qi Guiyun just came out of the supermarket when a young man greeted her: "Hello! You collect garbage, right? Come here. " Qi Guiyun saw that the man was familiar, and hurriedly went over to greet the others. The young man whispered, "I have a pile of scrap iron." Do you want it? " "Yes, yes!" Qi Guiyun quickly answered.

Pulling a pile of scrap iron that he had just bargained with the 200 yuan subsidy given by the street, Qi Guiyun was very excited: this was the biggest deal he had made in more than ten years. Roughly speaking, he can earn at least 150 yuan! God has eyes! She thought: this year should be ok! I bought 10 Jin of noodles, 5 Jin of meat, two big grass carp, and even bought a nourishing black-bone chicken for my son ... She was sweating with joy.

"Where did you get this iron? Come with us! " Qi Guiyun was dragged out by the police one by one before he got to the scrap collection station and was weighed. She seems to be still dreaming, too nervous to speak.

When he arrived at the police station, Qi Guiyun realized that a car full of cheap scrap iron had been stolen by the young man from the steel mill. No wonder he sold it to her so happily! At that moment, she gnashed her teeth at the young man and could not help cursing. A policeman on duty reprimanded her disdainfully: "Don't pretend! Say! How many times have you stolen? " "I really didn't steal it, please believe me, I bought it for 200 yuan!" The timid Qi Guiyun was wronged in every way. "I have never done anything wrong in my life ..." "I have met many people like you! No, yes, let's see if it's your mouth or this door! Well, you should reflect on yourself in this room! " At the moment when the iron gate slammed, Qi Guiyun shouted in despair: "I really didn't steal it!"

As dusk began to rise, Qi Guiyun was in a hurry: At this time, Xiaochao should be out of school. Who cooks for him? How can he go to study at night without food? This is the time to sprint for the college entrance examination. My son must be very anxious if he can't find me! If he knew that his mother was locked up by the police station, would he feel embarrassed for her ... thinking about it, she seemed to fall into the dark ice cave and feel freezing cold. ...

"mom! Mom-"I don't know how long it took. In a trance, Qi Guiyun suddenly heard his son Zhen Chao's piercing cry! It turned out that when my mother didn't come back after school for a long time, Zhenchao went out to look for it, but he couldn't find it in many places. He seemed to realize that something might happen to his mother, and suddenly thought of the scrap collection station. ...

"Uncle! Uncle! Please trust my mother! She will never lie in her life. She said she didn't steal it, so she certainly didn't steal it! Please let her go! " Zhenchao suddenly cried and fell to his knees. Listening to his trembling defense, the police's heart was deeply shocked.

After investigation and street leaders came forward to prove that Qi Guiyun was finally released in the middle of the night, but the scrap iron she bought with the 200 yuan subsidy was confiscated. She couldn't figure it out, but when she was away from home, she was humble all her life and still didn't forget to salute the police on duty. Zhenchao noticed that his mother's bent waist failed to straighten up for a long time. ...

That Spring Festival, Zhenchao will always remember that my mother only bought 1 kg of meat, 2.5 kg of noodles, and a few crushed celery. On New Year's Eve, thousands of families were reunited, fireworks were flying all over the sky, Zhenchao was holding a porcelain bowl, and jiaozi, a celery wrapped by his mother, was in tears. When his mother took out 20 yuan to crush him, he hugged his mother and burst into tears: "Mom-I must be admitted to a famous university! Affirmation! "

At noon on July 22, 2005, the weather was extremely hot, and Qi Guiyun still insisted on collecting junk. The long illness made her feel dizzy. She really wants to have a rest in the shade, but real life is much harsher than hot summer-the eldest son needs money to see a doctor, and he has to prepare money for the younger son who is admitted to college. Being in a state of physical exhaustion for a long time, Qi Guiyun knows that his health is getting worse every day. She is afraid that one day she can't hold on, and the sky for her two children will fall. ...

Zhenchao ran across the street and finally found his mother. He cried and said, "Mom, I was admitted to Tsinghua." At that moment, Qi Guiyun was like a dream. She took the letter of admission from her son with trembling hands, stroked it word by word, looked at the word "Civil Engineering Department" happily, and read it so carefully over and over again.

Under the scorching sun, Qi Guiyun just looked and looked. 16 years, wind and frost dried her cheeks, and rain and snow dyed her hair white. Desperate mothers dream that their children will have a future! Now, the scavenger's mother has finally provided for a good son who was admitted to Tsinghua! How gratified and proud she is! At that moment, the strong Qi Guiyun, who had never shed a tear after her husband's death, could no longer control herself. She hugged her son, who was half a head taller than herself, and kissed her with the cry of "Son-". Tears of happiness welled up.

The son hugged his mother tightly: "Mom-"Tears of gratitude moistened his eyes.

In the street, mothers and children who have gone through hardships, happy mothers and children, just hugged each other and cried, no one is watching. ...

Today, Zhenchao is already a student in Tsinghua University. Because of his outstanding performance, he was elected monitor. Many well-meaning people who know his situation want to help him go to college, but Qi Guiyun doesn't agree. She said: "Suffering is not necessarily a bad thing. Suffering will make the children of poor families stronger. " She insisted that her son borrow money to go to school, and the first thing after graduation was to let him repay the loan.

Now, Zhenchao's underwear is still patched one by one, but he wrote to tell his mother: "Mom, don't worry, I will stand on my own two feet. In the future, I will take good care of my brother and honor you! You must take good care. Rain or shine, your son will support you in the future. ...

Editor in charge: Geng Ke

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