The gap with mother

"Qing son, come back. Your mother is ... very ill ... "

Mu Qing's mobile phone fell to the ground with a bang, and she felt as if something had collapsed, raising a cloud of dust and blurring her eyes. ...

one

"I am your mother, and everything I do is for your own good! Why don't you take my advice? "

"That's enough! I've had enough! Mom, I have listened to you since I was a child. You always have your story, and everything you say and do is right. In the eyes of others, I have always been an obedient boy. You always choose for me, what clothes I wear, what hairstyle I wear, what kind of friends I make, and even force me to choose science that I don't like. But mom, I am an adult, and I have the right to choose! I won't listen to you this time! "

"Mu Qing, you said such a thing to me ... well, don't you dare to enter this house from now on and deny me this mother ..."

"Take medicine in the third bed."

The nurse's words brought Mu Qing back to reality from the quagmire of memories. Everything in front of her is white and inviolable. Only the smell of disinfectant remained on Mu Qing's nose, which was her worst smell.

Mother lay quietly in bed, the sunset glow sprinkled on her face, especially gentle, but the years seemed cruel to her. Mu Qing remembered that when she left home, her mother's face was still smooth, but now, wrinkles climbed on her forehead, and Snow White didn't know when her black hair was. Mu Qing looked at her mother's sleeping face, which was no longer beautiful, but now she felt very familiar and strange. Yes, count carefully. She has been away from home for five years.

"Qing Er, you're here." Mother opened her eyes, or the gentle voice before.

Mu Qing felt her heart beating violently. She thought about seeing her mother again countless times, but she didn't expect it to be here.

"Mom ... I'm back." Mu Qing felt a sore throat, and she tried not to cry. I'm used to being strong outside for so many years. Even in front of my mother, she should keep a strong side.

Her mother smiled and looked at Mu Qing lovingly: "Mom dreamed of you just now, dreaming that you always refused to come to the hospital when you were a child, and always used lollipops to cheat you. Qing son, do you remember that summer ... "

How could Mu Qing not remember? She has been in poor health since she was a child and is often ill. Her father was always busy at that time. In her memory, almost every time she went to the hospital, her mother took her. That summer, it rained heavily, lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rumbled. Mu Qing is most afraid of this lightning and thunder weather. At that time, her mother was holding her in the hospital bed and patting her shoulder to take care of her. Actually, my mother was also having a fever. She didn't notice it at all, only focused on her daughter.

"Mom, hurry up and take medicine. It is not good to delay time. "

Mu Qing lifted her mother up and handed her two white pills. Mom drinks boiled water and drinks it all at once.

"When you were a child, you refused to take medicine the most." Mother is lying down again.

The mother and daughter sat quietly, relatively speechless. No one mentioned it again, and the five-year separation didn't seem to leave them much to say.

After a while, my father came back from outside with a big bunch of beautiful roses.

"Do you feel sick now?" Father looked at mother affectionately.

Mom laughed and scolded: "Why did you buy flowers again? I'm fine, don't worry about me. "

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Well, I've slept a lot recently. Alas ... Qing, you should go home and get some sleep, too. You are tired after such a long flight. "

Mother yawned softly.

"Mom, I am by your side."

"No, go home. It is enough to have your father here. "

Mother gently took her hand and lay down again.

Mu Qing felt that tears would burst into her eyes at that moment, but she couldn't cry in front of her mother. How long have I given her these warm hands? This is the hand that leads her through the streets and lanes and spends the days and nights with her.

"All right, Qing Er, go back to sleep and be obedient."

Father also advised.

Neither of them should feel comfortable here.

two

Walking to the corridor outside the hospital bed with his father, Mu Qing could no longer control his tears, leaned against the wall and sobbed softly.

"Dad, mom is so ill, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mu Qing asked his father reproachfully.

Father sighed and said helplessly, "Your mother won't let me tell you anyway. Alas, your mother and daughter really have the same temper, one is more stubborn than the other, and no one wants to give in first. You haven't been home for five years, and you haven't come back for the New Year. Your mother doesn't say anything, but dad knows that she misses you very much and often secretly wipes her tears with your photos ... "

Yeah, five years. She has been angry with her mother for five years. Mu Qing regretted it very much. What an unfilial daughter she is. She has hurt the people who love her the most.

"Well, since I'm back, I'll go back and have a good look. By the way, do you still have the key on you? "

"hmm."

Mu Qing keeps the key to the house. Countless times, she wanted to run to the door, open the door and look at those two familiar faces again. However, they are all equally stubborn.

When I came home again, everything was so familiar that even the furnishings at home didn't seem to change.

Mu Qing came to her room, and everything was neat and tidy, just like before she left. She loved princesses and pink since she was a child, and her mother helped her decorate all the rooms with pink.

At the age of 25, she met someone she wanted to commit for life. However, that person doesn't seem to be very popular with his mother, who strongly opposes two people being together.

At that time, Mu Qing was young and energetic, and her mother always bound her on the grounds that everything was good for her. She broke out at that moment and poured out her feelings for many years. Mu Qing still remembers the injured expression on her mother's face. This is the first time her mother has called her by her full name.

At first, Mu Qing was still intoxicated with the joy of successful rebellion in hindsight, but as she grew older, she became more and more regretful. In her eyes, those victories that seemed at that time were so naive!

The phone rang.

"How is your mother?"

"Jia Yu, what should I do? I was scared. I'm so afraid I'll lose her ... "

"Don't cry, Qing Er. I have bought an early flight ticket for tomorrow. Have a good sleep first and wait for me to come back. "

"Well ..."

She slept very restlessly that night and was always awakened by herself.

In the past, Jia Yu has always been her staunch supporter. She gradually became strong, but when she learned that her mother was seriously ill, she was as at a loss as a child. She felt the fear of losing the person she loved the most, which kept her heart lingering. Memories of the past are all over their nests, making it difficult for her to sleep.

three

By five o'clock in the morning, Mu Qing couldn't sleep any more. She got up and freshened up, but her eyes were still sore from crying for too long last night. She wants to go back to the hospital to accompany her mother now, but when she sees it, it is still dark outside, for fear that she will disturb her mother too early.

Wanted to think, Mu Qing turned and came to the kitchen.

After staying outside alone for so long, Mu Qing has learned the most basic survival skills, including how to keep himself from being hungry. She took out the rice, washed it, put it in a casserole, fired, and quietly waited for the moment when the porridge bubbled. Act like her mother. As a child. Mother often cooks millet porridge for her. Mu Qing often watched her mother wash the rice step by step and put it in an old casserole, and then there was a long wait, revealing her mother's care all the time.

Unconsciously, the first ray of sunshine appeared on the horizon, and Mu Qing's porridge began to bubble. I came to the hospital with a thermos bucket and bought a big bouquet of fragrant lilies on the street corner.

Mom will love it.

"Mom."

Mu Qing pushed open the door of the ward, and her mother woke up and stared blankly out of the window.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't wake your dad." Mother said softly.

Jose nodded his head.

My father slept soundly. In recent years, he will also visit her in her city, tell her about the recent situation at home, and prepare gifts for her like when she came back from a business trip as a child. But Mu Qing was surprised to find that his father's temples were white-haired.

Father has not advised her to go back, perhaps because he knows that both mother and daughter are equally stubborn, and only by crossing that hurdle can we truly reconcile.

But in the end, how many knots will there be between mother and daughter?

"It smells good. I like it very much. " Mother smelled the lily that Wen put on the bed and said happily.

Mu Qing smiled and opened the thermos barrel: "Mom, this is the porridge I cooked for you. Please try it quickly. "

"Ah, can we cook?" Mother looked surprised. "Then I'll have a good taste."

Mother picked up the porridge that was still steaming, put it in her mouth with a small spoon and praised it: "Mmm, delicious."

Mu Qing looked at her mother and felt that her feelings were about to explode. She found an excuse to get hot water and secretly wiped her tears in the corridor.

"I have to take medicine later, how to eat?" There was a hint of reproach in my father's tone.

Mother's tone is very gentle: "This is the first time that Qing Er has cooked for me. I don't want to live up to my child's filial piety. "

Father sighed: "It's really a pity that you have suffered for so many years." . I miss my child very much, but I just won't call her. Is it so hard to bow to your daughter first? I think Jiayu's children are quite good. Over the years, she has been taking care of Qing Er. She is a steady child. "

"Qing Er is the most like me." Mom sighed: "Yes, why don't I think about the meat that fell from me?" . She inherited my stubborn donkey temper, and I don't know if she will suffer outside ... "

Mu Qing stood at the door, listening to his parents' conversation, feeling very distressed.

There is a gap between mother and daughter. As long as someone crosses it first, everything will pass. In the past, Mu Qing always thought that his mother should be the first person to cross the past, but now it seems that it really matters who takes the first step.

"I'm here."

Jiayu sent a WeChat.

Mu Qing went in, put down thermos flask, tried to calm his emotions, and smiled and said to his mother, "Mom, Jiayu is here to see you."

"Very good." Mother has a quiet smile on her lips.

Ward door was opened, Jia Yu with large and small supplements, like Mu Qing, holding a bunch of lilies.

"Aunt, hello, I'm Chen Jiayu."

Chen Jiayu looked at Mu Qing's mother in the hospital bed and felt that their eyebrows and eyes were similar.

"These two children bought me lilies as if they had an appointment." Mother snickered while covering her mouth.

After all these years, my mother has put down her prejudice against Chen Jiayu. Now, Chen Jiayu is just her daughter's companion, someone who can make her trust her daughter all her life.

four

"Qing son," mother's eyes gradually drifted out of the window: "mother has thought a lot for so many years. I always thought that as long as I did it, it was for your own good. I have always regarded you as the little girl who didn't grow up and made decisions for you everywhere. This is not good for mom. "

"Mom, stop, it's my fault ..." Mu Qing was more than I could bear, took her mother's hand and began to cry in her arms.

"Stop crying, Qing Er, you are an adult." Mother gently stroked Mu Qing's head, her voice choked.

"You this temper, just like me. After giving birth to a child, you should not be so angry with the child. Mom is relieved to see you happy. You made the right choice. At the end of the day, or mother's fault ... "

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong. They are mother and daughter, sharing the same blood, and they are the closest people in the world. They haven't confided their thoughts to each other for so many years, only their exhortation and concern.

Mother called Chen Jiayu to the window: "Jiayu, I am very relieved to give you Qing Er. If I am gone in the future, please take good care of her, tolerate her temper a lot, be a little humble to her, and coax her a little ... "

"Aunt ..." Chen Jiayu paused: "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Qing Er."

Chen Jiayu's eyes are firm.

Mu Qing came out of her mother's arms and said vaguely, "Mom, don't say anything while you are away. You should get better soon and attend our wedding. You have to watch my child born and listen to him call you grandma ... "

"Well, mom promised you ..."

The nurse opened the curtains, and the early morning sun gently refracted in, shining into every corner of the ward, plating everyone's face with a layer of soft gold.

Two bunches of lilies lay quietly on the bed, and the fragrance filled the whole room.